The World Tree seems to remain unchanged forever. Its slumber over thousands of years has not altered anything. The World Tree's appearance before it fell asleep is no different from its appearance after it woke up.
This is the foundation of all power in this world, the origin of Mana, and the root of divine creation.
Apart from elves, everyone's magic requires chanting, either praising Mana or reciting the gods. The power of magic comes from the gods, or rather... from races other than elves. The power of magic comes from the gods' circulation of the World Tree's power.
Elves don't need to, elves don't need to sing the praises of gods... because gods more or less originated from elves, or have intricate connections with elves and the World Tree, rather than the other way around.
Therefore, the Church is the enemy of the Elves, the Church that denies God, the only Church [the Church of the Unbelievers], whose theocracy denies the magic that proclaims God, denies the nobility of the World Tree, and denies the necessity of the Elves' existence.
The elves, however, did not care, because... in any case, the World Tree and the elves were there, in the Silvermoon Tree Garden, isolated from the world, neither sad nor happy.
"For thousands of years, the elves seem to have remained unchanged."
Vereesa Ilúvatar made a simple assessment, removing her hood for the first time to reveal her long, emerald-green hair, beautiful face, and ears indistinguishable from those of a human.
As Vereesa spoke casually, she sat down in a chair in one of the rooms inside the Silvermoon Tree. She looked at an elf lying on the bed, idly flipping through a book. As the elf looked up in surprise at her own voice, she said, "It's you, Cassiopeia."
Wearing a laurel wreath resembling flowers and grass, and with pointed ears, the elf, who looked to be in her early twenties, exclaimed in surprise as Vereesa Ilúvatar appeared in her room: "Great-aunt?!"
"..."
Auntie is fine... Anyway, she's the kind of person who doesn't care about these kinds of details anymore.
Vereesa Ilúvatar seemed unfazed by the obviously aged-sounding title, clenching her fists and forcefully twisting the temples of the elven queen Cassiopeia from both sides, saying in a pleading voice, "It's me, long time no see."
"Hmm...long time no see."
For some reason, this elven queen named Cassiopeia Ilúvatar seemed a little guilty... The clever girl felt she had a pretty good idea of why her aunt, who was already outside the cycle of reincarnation, had come to find her.
"Well~ I'll arrange for someone to give you a welcome dinner right away~"
As soon as he said this, Casiopeia stood up and prepared to slip out of the room.
"..."
"Wait, no need; I will no longer interfere significantly in the affairs of the main world, so there is no need to inform you of my arrival."
As Vereesa spoke, she called out to Cassiopeia, who was sweating profusely. She inhaled the floral scent on her granddaughter and said, "The scent of something you're trying to hide... I've come to ask you about things related to the Consul."
Here it comes, it really is about Iraq.
"Huh? I don't know~ Hehehe~"
Seeing Cassiopeia trying to get away with her cuteness, Vereesa shook her head helplessly and said, "That power obviously comes from the World Tree, from the World Rune on Ira's neck."
"..."
Cassiopeia was stunned. She looked at Vereesa, who was being very direct, and asked, "Um, Aunt, have you seen Ira? How is he doing now? I heard from the traveling merchants that... Ira and that Isabella conspired to set a trap for the nobles?"
“I don’t know the specifics, but Ira Elkaras is now working for the Demon King… although to me, he seems more like he’s already become the Demon King and is doing quite well.”
As Vereesa Ilúvatar said this, amidst Cassiopeia's reassured smile, she abruptly asked, "So, the branches of the World Tree are your dowry?"
Cassiopeia blushed immediately at the sudden question. She waved her hands shyly and replied, "Oh dear, what are you saying, Auntie? That's just payment. If it were a dowry, it would have to include at least..."
Vereesa Ilúvatar: "..."
Casiopeia Iluvita: "..."
Vereesa, who seemed to have developed some sense of self, didn't seem to care about Cassiopeia, who had a look on her face that said, "Ah, I let it slip..." Time hadn't left many marks on the elves; Cassiopeia was a natural airhead a thousand years ago, and she still was now.
There was no acting involved; she really is that naive.
"What are you going to take with you?"
Cassiopeia turned her head away somewhat embarrassed by the intrigued question from her elder, Vereesa Ilúvatar, and mumbled indistinctly, "Ah... ah... ah..."
"Hmm~ I didn't mean to hold you accountable. Actually, we outsiders all think similarly. Even if you sold the World Tree directly, it wouldn't matter, because everyone thinks it's really interesting."
With a light laugh, Vereesa Ilúvatar rubbed her hand against Cassiopeia’s soft, plant-like hair and said, “I’m just curious which branch you gave him, and which few twigs.”
"..."
"Well, it wasn't really a gift. It was just that we went on an adventure together, and we teamed up to steal it."
Speaking of this, Cassiopeia smiled with reminiscence and said, "But I transferred all the troops guarding the World Tree away beforehand, and put them back in their original places after I stole them."
In that case, normal people would generally refer to it as "taking" or "borrowing" something like that.
"I don't quite remember which branches Ira studied, but we spent a long time on the [Main Branch of Desire]. To be specific, it should be..."
As Cassiopeia pondered and responded, Vereesa nodded gently. She knew the answer to the question and simply said, "I understand. Well then... Good luck in love, Cassiopeia."
"Hehehe~ I'll do my best. My first child with Ira will be called..."
There's no need to be in such a rush to share this, is there?!
Vereesa's lips twitched. She shook her head and said helplessly, "You're overthinking it. Consuls cannot have children. Don't you know that?"
"Eh eh eh eh eh?!!!"
"..."
"Alas, the difference between elves and Archons is just like the difference between humans and Archons—it is a difference that makes it absolutely impossible for them to have offspring... Archons are not just a profession, but also a brand new race."
As Vereesa said this, under the gaze of Cassiopeia, whose jaw almost dropped to the ground, she chuckled and said, "The difference is even greater than that between a god and an elf, hmm~ Do you have a way to have a little tree person with the World Tree?"
...
Casiopeia: "Is there a way for them to mate?"
Veresa: "Um... okay."
Casiopeia: "Phew...that's good."
Vereesa: "..."
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