From the seemingly endless long staircase, winding up the tree trunk, you can reach the entrance to the [Silver Moon Tree Royal Court Tree to World Tree Branch]... The Silver Moon Tree Court really hasn't changed at all.
It was still the same, with smooth tree bark all around that could make you feel like a Hercules, and glowing gems inlaid on the ceiling and walls... soft and natural light.
Sunstones are quite expensive in other countries. A single gemstone, about the size of a fingernail and similar in size to the sunstones set around it, is enough to support an average family for a year without worrying about food and drink.
However, here, they are densely packed and used as ordinary lighting, complementing the glowing plant decorations and making the interior of the seemingly enclosed Silver Moon Tree Royal Court appear as bright as daytime.
If you were to ask where in this world best fits Yinla's imagination of "fantasy," it would probably be the Duchy... On the streets of the Duchy, you can see fruit shop owners hawking their fruit, orcs walking around, half-elves, and the like.
Everyone carries a sword, staff, bow, or dagger at their waist. In the tavern, you can see dwarves boasting, and on the streets are places like adventurers' guilds and mage associations.
Yes, it's the kind of fantasy city you see in light novels.
However, if we were to name a place that best fits Yinla's definition of "magical," it would be the Silver Moon Tree Garden, where glowing plants are everywhere and faint music always plays in the background.
When Yinla first came here, she was shocked... This place is much more fantastical than the fantasy academy style of the Pure White Tower, as if it were some secret realm that has been sealed for a long time.
If I remember correctly, I came here when I was twenty-five years old. I looked younger then... maybe a month or two younger?
Well, actually nothing has changed.
Yinla walked up the long staircase, going higher and higher. Along the way, she encountered many elves who were traveling with her. They all knew Yinla... but Yinla wasn't particularly familiar with them.
But this did not stop them from greeting Yinla warmly.
"Yinla's here to visit! I've heard Casiopeia talking about you a lot. Are you going to stay a few more days?"
Inra smiled and nodded at the enthusiastic elf, saying, "I might stay for a while, but only two or three days at most. I might return tomorrow morning."
Yinla responded to the elves' greetings one by one. Today, Yinla had met almost all of the elves... Yes, there were only about a thousand elves in the entire Silvermoon Tree Garden.
While it's not a small number, it's certainly not a large number for the homeland of a race... However, it's much more than before, especially considering the elves traveling around the world.
With near-eternal lifespans and a talent so strong that they can unleash magic without needing to learn it... the elves are a favored race.
While Yinla was chatting with everyone, a little elf ran up to Yinla, tugged at his pants to get his attention, and asked, "Brother Yinla~ Where's my sister?"
I know this elven loli, Illa; she's Cassiopeia's sister.
"She's in the hall... discussing trade with the Demon King. It's best not to disturb her."
Yinla patted her head, then looked up at a kind-looking, young-looking male elf, nodded, and greeted him, "Good day, Mr. Oberon."
Who is Oberon? Simply put... he's Cassiopeia's biological father.
"Good day, long time no see, Yoonra~"
Oberon Illuminata greeted him with a kind expression that belied his appearance, nodding and saying, "You must have suffered a lot out there, right?"
These words sound like something an elder would say to a younger person returning home, but given the seniority of this seemingly young elf, he certainly has the right to say such things.
"Just a little bit... but it's not a big deal for me."
Yinla answered respectfully, showing respect for this rare sight of the living former king, and then continued walking upwards under the other's kind gaze.
The number of Pokémon along the way gradually decreased, which was good... After all, he now needed to think about what to do next... After all, he was now somewhat unsure how to face the World Tree.
If the gods are dead, then what exactly is the consciousness within the World Tree that claims to be a god?
"Yinla, it's been a long time."
"So many years have passed..."
Did you receive the poem I wrote?
Yinla smiled and nodded in response to the two elven guards watching the entrance from the Silvermoon Tree Royal Court Tree to the World Tree branch, saying, "I'm going to the World Tree."
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The two elven guards exchanged a glance, then stepped aside to let Yinra pass. One of them said, "Go on, go on, we'll pretend we never saw you."
The other elven guard nodded, indicating that he shared the same thought.
Thanks.
Yinla responded in this way, and went out through the door behind the two of them. He walked on the very vast tree branches, heading towards a huge wall and platform... The former was a piece of bark of the World Tree whose whole appearance could not be seen at all, and the latter was a small twig of the World Tree.
If you zoom out, the ratio of the World Tree to living beings is truly breathtaking... When you can see the entire World Tree from your vantage point, the world itself appears quite small.
The World Tree is indeed a massive tree that spans the entire plane. There are rumors that the World Tree hides teleportation channels to eight other planes, allowing people to travel freely between different worlds.
However, because the World Tree itself is so large, the process of finding out the truth is very long, so this "rumor" can neither be confirmed nor disproven.
The origin of Mana, the source of the gods, the essence of power—this is the World Tree.
No elves ever walk this path, and no elf ever goes to the World Tree. Apart from the Elf King, no elf would allow anyone else to approach the World Tree... Only Inra is an exception.
For some reason, Yinla felt that the scene she was walking through had an extremely absurd sense of solemnity, as if she were composing an epic... and the light seemed so sacred.
To be honest, it's a bit like... walking on the road to Kang Ran's death.
However, this idea was too ominous, so Yinla quickly stopped thinking about it. He simply placed his hand on the World Tree, which was as vast as the wall that connected heaven and earth and divided the world.
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Come, God of the World Tree...
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