"Wind..."
Sofia silently recited the name and glanced at the other person's robe, unable to resist asking:
"Are you also an Elf Chosen One?"
The female elf nodded lightly and smiled:
"That's right."
Receiving the confirmation, Sofia nodded slightly.
She gracefully pinched the corner of her skirt and curtsied, introducing herself:
"Miss Feng, hello, I am Sofia von Wels."
As soon as she finished introducing herself, the girl realized she had unconsciously used a form of address.
But even though she used the honorific, she didn't feel it was out of place, as if the elf in front of her deserved such respect.
This feeling was strange.
It's just that Sofia had this kind of ineffable feeling...
No, it might not be a feeling, but a natural discernment ability formed after seeing too many nobles in the castle.
The unique aura on this Chosen One named Wind could only be gradually formed by those who had stayed in high positions for a long time.
