At this moment, he sat at the main seat of the chief visa officer in the hall, with an elf maiden lightly massaging his shoulders on either side, while the elf maiden across from him was diligently issuing his entry pass.
Lynn noticed that the pass issued for him was on green stationery, a color equivalent to using golden foil paper among the Human Race, representing the highest level of treatment.
And this was only because Lynn requested them to simply issue a pass for him; otherwise, the elf maidens had planned to all personally escort him to the Teleportation Array tomorrow.
Natasha, who came in a step later, saw all the elves crowding around Lynn, not a spot left for her to stand guard beside him, much less an opportunity to massage him, which angered her to the point of gnashing her teeth.
Lucky she came along this time, or else with Lord Lynn's disposition, would he be able to crawl out once he fell into this beauty's lair?
