Upon hearing the Patriarch's question, the expressions of Isadora and the other four-eared elves immediately shifted to confusion.
"Patriarch, what are you talking about? Please, are you okay?" Leif asked with a hint of dread as he shook Patriarch Rylan again, attempting to draw his attention.
"Father, please look at us. Is there anything wrong with you?" Isadora and Lyndon also took turns calling out to him, but no matter how forcefully they tried, they couldn't capture his attention.
Patriarch Rylan's burning gaze remained fixed on Iris, awaiting her response.
Iris observed the scene, with her expression growing even more dignified. Nevertheless, sensing that the Patriarch awaited her response, she shook her head in reply. She replied, "I am sorry, Patriarch Rylan, but I cannot grant you an audience with Goddess Aeriallia."
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