Ron was still confident in the little fairy, Little Tower.

As the president of a powerful merchant guild on the continent, Yuna's suggestion that Ron exchange dragon eggs for fairy eggs at least indicates that the value of the little fairy is close to that of a real baby dragon.

Dragons, when they reach adulthood, possess legendary strength, hence the name "Legendary Dragons," which speaks volumes.

The group of elves would not have such value; otherwise, with such great strength, the elves would not have withdrawn from the continent back then.

Looking forward to the little fairy's contract partner's reply.

The little fairy seemed to be pondering Ron's words.

After a while, Ron's mental world responded.

"Little Tower, you can give it a try. What's the reward if you succeed?"

When did Little Tower start having thoughts of wanting rewards?

It must be those women who corrupted him.

However, Ron was very generous this time: "As long as you succeed, Rita will do everything she can to satisfy you!"

Sure enough, Little Tower suddenly became full of energy and happily flew around Ron, seemingly lost in thought.

Quite some time has passed, and Xiaota has inherited some of the memories, so he has become much more sensible, and his wisdom is roughly that of a six or seven-year-old child!

Considering how young Xiaota is, "precocious" doesn't even begin to describe him.

But Xiaota didn't even consider that she could have just asked Rita herself, right?

Based on Ilita's reaction, she's highly likely to accept!

Out of embarrassment, perhaps?

In short, Ron chuckled to himself, anticipating the surprise his contracted partner, Little Tower, would bring.

Tabitha noticed Ron, who was laughing inexplicably.

Could it be that the guy has some bad idea? No, he must have fallen into the pile of magic crystals.

I don't care, I absolutely don't care. What a waste of talent, hmph!

As the group moved forward, Little Tower would always fly happily beside Ron or towards Rita, which made Rita frequently make adorable expressions.

Finally, as night approached, they arrived at the entrance to the World Tree barrier.

As they approached, everyone suggested that they rest inside the barrier.

The accompanying elves accepted the proposal led by Ron.

Everyone continued on their way.

As they walked, they grew accustomed to the fog, when suddenly Yarlin, who was leading the way, stopped.

The entrance to the guest quarters, the realm of elves, is now open!

A complex spell was cast, culminating in the incantation, which caused the magical runes and barriers that were being drawn out to react...

An opening appeared in the barrier.

It was a truly amazing scene.

I couldn't sense the presence of the magic barrier at all, even though it was right in front of me.

Where is the World Tree Barrier?

However, a magical entrance appeared at the very spot where the elves sensed magic.

Could it be that ordinary methods cannot even detect the existence of a barrier?

Despite their doubts, Ron and the others followed the elves into the barrier.

An entrance that resembles a portal.

A single door separates us, yet worlds apart.

If Ron had entered a completely different world, a world that seemed to exist independently of the material world?

Yes or no?

Ron couldn't determine it based on the different elemental environments for the time being.

The most striking and magnificent scene that could be seen with the naked eye has finally appeared.

Once inside the World Tree barrier, the World Tree, which almost completely blocks out the sky, comes into view...

The tree is too big.

The book records that the World Tree is so large that its size is immeasurable...

Indeed, people did not misuse the tadpole-like characters used for record-keeping.

It turns out that "immeasurable" and "incalculable" are truly accurate and objective terms.

One glance reveals no height, yet one tries to compare it to the heavens...

The treehouses and other structures of the Elven race are mostly built on the branches of the World Tree.

Judging from the unique environment here, only by living high enough can one get more sunlight, right?

Wouldn't the area below then be shrouded in darkness all day long?

However, this is not the case. The fact that it almost completely blocks out the sky means that there are still beams of light reaching the ground, although the amount of light is much less compared to the ground outside.

Moreover, it seems that the barrier was designed from the very beginning to expand the living space, and the outermost area of ​​the barrier's edge is the closest to the outside world.

Sunlight is often visible over there, and since Ron and his group are considered guests, they don't need to be checked by the outer half-elves or other personnel.

Go straight inside.

Looking up from inside, the sky had vanished...

Sigh! It's an obvious scene, that's just how it is.

I saw it for myself, and it was indeed not the same as what was recorded in the book.

After a long, long time, Ron gradually calmed down.

In a magical and fantastical world, what is impossible?

By the way, was that World Tree branch from back then a special part of the World Tree?

It's terrifying that the entire World Tree could have such an effect.

I was thinking of asking about the World Tree, but I decided against it and will wait for the right opportunity. This matter concerns someone else's core family affairs, so it's best to be cautious.

After walking for a long time, led by Yarlin, he unknowingly found himself winding his way through the beams of light beneath the World Tree, for where there is light, there is often life dwelling.

As the beams of light gradually weakened, it was getting late, and Yarlin finally found them a place to stay.

An elven village gradually formed as a large beam of light shone down upon it.

This village is mostly inhabited by pure elves, with a few half-elves. In contrast, the outer area is inhabited by more half-elves and other elven forest races.

According to Iyarlin, they will go up again tomorrow.

Ron roughly understood what "going up" meant; it meant going up to the World Tree.

That is the true settlement of the elves.

The fact that the elven palace was built in the tree is perfectly accurate.

When I was a child, I didn't believe it when I was studying on my own in the library...

Everything has turned into memories.

They still rested by setting up camp, because the elves rarely had outsiders and had never had the concept of inns or hostels.

The exchange with multiple villages is simply a matter of whether each village can free up more space.

Ron's tent was nothing special, but Tabitha's outdoor dwelling, which her guards had set up, was quite large!

It's a waste to have a storage ring. High-ranking nobles are too lazy to carry magic crystals. They just need medium-grade or higher magic crystals, or even magic crystal cards. However, they have their subordinates carry all the necessities for wilderness survival, since there will always be times when they don't need magic crystals.

Ron glanced helplessly at the large tent opposite him...

He certainly wouldn't meditate and rest so soon.

Now that we're in elven territory, we should naturally explore the area.

The creature villages at the bottom of the World Tree are not far away; it would be a shame not to go and explore them.

"Vivian, Rita, and Little Ta, we're leaving now. Uncle Arno, thank you for your hard work."

Since Wright wasn't brought along, Uncle Arno, a great swordsman, had to do the tent-pitching. Arno didn't mind at all; it was a small matter, not even a fraction of the hardship of swordsman training.

"My lord, you're busy."

"Okay, Uncle Arno, we'll be back in a bit."

Knowing that Rita was with him, Arno focused on his own tasks.

Tabitha is thinking of going along... but no, no, if we're going sightseeing, it should be in the opposite direction...

The two groups went to opposite sides of the village.

Here, Yarlin and Chris.

"Elder!"

"Let them be. We'll set off tomorrow. Go and inform them first!"

“Yarlin understands, then tomorrow.”

"An elder is here."

"Yes, Elder, I'm going."

"..."

Arlin returned to the elven palace under the moonlight, and that night, a high-level meeting of the elven race was held.

"Are they here?"

"Why doesn't my Elf race possess the talent of time manipulation?!"

"Our elven race has long resided within the barrier, and is almost disconnected from the material world. How can we expect the world's favor?"

Is it better to be detached from the world?

"but……"

"Hasn't someone come to help? Let's wait and see. It's good that it's born later, so that the tribesmen can gradually adapt!"

"It would be best if the world barrier remained intact, so that there was still a way out..."

"..."

"Alright, our guests will be visiting tomorrow, both Popes... You all need to be mindful of this. Give the orders, meeting adjourned!"

"Yes, Your Majesty."

"Understood, Your Majesty."

"..."