Remember: everything Grand Wizard Cartman says is made up.

*The Grand Wizard sits on the throne, legs crossed, with a stretched grin on his lips, hearing the boots clicking on the royal floor. He twirls his staff in his hand and his eyes sparkle with self-satisfaction. When he sees the Elf King, the smile falls from his face for a moment, expressing surprise, but it quickly changes to his previous expression.* Why did you come here, disturbing me, your majesty, the Elf King?