I, the Weakest Human, Start with a Hundredfold Bonus Talent?

Chapter 69: Chapter69-Your Choice

"You, shut up! Don't talk nonsense. Who's committing domestic violence?"

Elaria's cheeks flushed as she stepped back, seemingly wanting to distance herself from John.

"It's you! Who else? You took advantage of me last night and now you're turning your back on me? Elaria, you heartless woman! If I had known you were like this, I would never have let you have your way with me!"

John bit his lip gently, looking as if he were about to cry, which made Elaria feel utterly disgusted.

In truth, Elaria was not a woman who gave herself lightly.

She had been on the throne for many years, with no partner and no children, truly embodying the principle of purity.

A woman like her would never willingly surrender her chastity to anyone, especially not a human man she had never met before.

But what was done was done, and Elaria had no choice but to accept it, no matter how reluctantly.

But now, seeing John's infuriating attitude, Elaria suddenly felt like her genuine feelings were fed to a dog!

"Stop that disgusting act! You make me sick!"

"Tsk, you should have said so earlier. I thought, as a queen, you might like this dominant woman-submissive man dynamic. Honestly, I find it pretty disgusting too."

Hearing this, John dropped his earlier pretense and smiled. "But regardless, you have to take responsibility. We can agree on that, right?"

"I-I never intended to shirk responsibility!"

"Good. Based on your status, I've thought of a few options. Hear me out and consider them.

The first option is that we both pretend this never happened. If we ever have the chance, we can find comfort in each other's company.

The second option is simple. Since you took my innocence, you can compensate me somehow.

We'll treat it as a transaction. Neither of us loses out. I helped you with your discomfort, and you compensate me with wealth. It's a win-win."

As John rambled on, Elaria's expression grew colder and colder.

She had expected John to say something insightful, but it turned out to be such nonsense!

"John, do you see me as a joke? Is this how you view me? I admit, I never had much fondness for you, but now you only make me feel disgusted!"

"Are you done?"

With a smile, John looked at Elaria and continued, "If you're done, let me keep talking."

"What more do you have to say? What else is there? You just think I took advantage of you, right?

Fine! I did take advantage of you. Take whatever you want and leave! Then, never show your face in the elven haven again!"

"Hold on, hold on. If you don't let me speak, I'll get really angry!"

John reached out and grabbed Elaria's soft cheek, impatiently saying, "What's wrong with this woman? Not letting people finish their sentences."

Rolling his eyes, John continued, "The third option, which is my personal favorite, is that I'll take responsibility for you."

Switching to a more serious tone, John said, "However, you know my situation. I'm an adventurer and a human; I can't stay in the elven haven. If you think what happened between us can just be forgotten, then pretend I never said this. But if you're okay with it, just nod."

Elaria stood there, stunned, unsure of what to say. She had thought John might end the conversation with a joke or that he hadn't thought things through. His formal tone caught her off guard.

"If you can't stay, how will you take responsibility?"

"I can visit you every day, or you could come with me?"

John shrugged, casually expressing his deepest thoughts. He couldn't stay. The two-year countdown was like a death sentence, preventing him from relaxing even for a moment.

"You know I can't leave. The elves need me; my people need me."

"I thought as much, which is why I think the first option is pretty good. We pretend it never happened, and that's enough."

John smirked, turning to leave.

"Wait a moment, John."

"Yes? Is there something else, my Queen?"

John turned back, his smile gone, and he bowed his head respectfully, not daring to overstep.

Seeing this, Elaria felt a pang of sadness.

"I can't leave the elves. Right now, they need a leader. That leader can be me or someone else.

If you help me govern the elves well and resolve all the current issues within two months, I will step down from the throne and go adventuring with you."

Hearing this, John looked up, a flicker of surprise in his eyes.

"Would you really do that? You're the beloved queen of the elves, and you'd give up your throne just for me?"

"You said you'd take responsibility. Are you lying to me?"

"That's settled then. Tonight, put together a list of the current problems facing the elves. It's time for you to witness the wisdom of modern people."

"Mod... what people?"

"Never mind, you wouldn't understand even if I explained. Just write down your issues, and I'll help you solve them. Then you'll willingly come with me, right?"

Hearing the words "willingly come with me," Elaria's face flushed red. She turned away, her voice barely a whisper.

"I'm just curious about the outside world, that's all. It has nothing to do with you!"

"Whatever you say."

Leaving the palace, John's mood was lifted. He had expected Elaria to flatly refuse him, but she had offered a compromise instead. It seemed that this woman, who was hundreds of years older than him, wasn't so cold-hearted after all.

And she seemed to be somewhat pleased with him?

Thinking of this, John chuckled to himself.

"What are you laughing at, John? You look so silly!"

Outside the palace, Exiled Immortal was bored out of his mind. Seeing John come out with a smile, he quickly approached.

"What happened, John? Tell me!"

"You're mistaken, I wasn't smiling."

"You were just laughing like 'hehehe...' and you say you weren't? What's going on? Come on, tell me, John! I'm dying of boredom here!"

"Get lost! Kids shouldn't hear this stuff, got it? Get out of here!"

John gave Exiled Immortal a good-natured kick, making him stumble.

"Ask one more question, and I'll really hit you. Understand?"

"Got it, got it, bro. I won't ask anymore, okay?"

Exiled Immortal pouted, grumbling internally but knowing better than to press further.

At this moment, John was also somewhat surprised. The Trickster class had already begun to affect his personality.

Being able to act so freely and confidently in front of the Queen was something that would have been impossible for the John of his previous life.

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Returning to his dwelling, John began to ponder the possible issues Elaria might raise. For the elves, the main problems were likely their habitat and security.

The former stemmed from some young elves wanting to leave the forest and explore the outside world, while the latter was due to the elves' weak combat abilities.

Even goblins could bully them. Being a naturally beautiful race, they inevitably had some shortcomings in terms of strength.

"Solving the combat issue isn't too difficult for me, but the habitat..."

Territorial matters were always tricky. John couldn't just wave his hand and allocate a new area for the elves.

The other races living there wouldn't simply agree to his demands.

If John had that kind of influence, he wouldn't be struggling so much.

"Anyway, I'll deal with the combat issue first. As for the habitat, if this girl has any sense, she won't use it to make things difficult for me.

Hey! Are you listening? I'm asking if there's a way to improve the combat abilities of the elves?"

"There is, but why should I tell you?"

"You can choose to tell me, or I can throw you into the sewage. Your choice."