Chris, of course, had no idea what Ron was thinking, and even if she did, she probably wouldn't care.
Wise beings who have lived for many years generally don't get emotional easily, which is why it's so precious for old people like children to be able to maintain a childlike heart for so many years.
Elder Chris remained unchanged; she merely responded faintly before ordering them to return:
"Leave! Also, we have guests visiting the Elven race. Please inform them on behalf of Elder Ben."
"Yes, sir!"
The group of people ahead scattered like birds and beasts, immediately dispersing in various ways, presumably to send out notices.
Ron paid particular attention to the halflings.
It has the upper body of a human, the lower body of a bird, and wings on its back.
Such humanoid intelligent life forms are generally referred to as half-humans.
There are many theories about the origins of halflings, orcs, etc., but there's no need to delve into them; their existence is its own justification.
Only now do I realize that this is truly a realm of another world. (o?▽?)
Recently, Tabitha has been acting strangely. Ron only glanced at those halflings a few more times, but Tabitha seemed overly sensitive.
She said, "Ron, I didn't expect you to have such unique interests!"
"You... I, the Viscount, do not wish to answer this question." (＃￣～￣＃)
Seeing Ron looking somewhat angry, Tebbisa was immediately much happier.
What? Even this freakishly talented guy has a lot of ignorance?
Tabitha naturally knew why Ron was looking at it so much, but she just wanted to pursue it as a joke.
Perhaps Ron is one of the few peers who is acceptable to me!
Spending more time with Ron, you gradually become infected by his casual and unpredictable nature.
This is acceptable to me, nothing more than a self-concept of being a fellow genius.
The noble genius girl was no less proud, while Ron, on the other hand, had little self-awareness of being a genius and naturally lacked the inner standards of his peers.
...
Encountering the patrol team on the outskirts of the Elf Forest could very well be a sign of something.
Sure enough! They had reached another stage of the Elf Forest.
The Misty Elf Zone!
It is recorded in the book.
The misty fog is filled with spirits; without a spirit to guide you, it's best to return where you are, or you may become lost forever.
The World Tree Barrier is still far away, but it is getting closer little by little.
The male elf who was leading the way did not rush to lead everyone in. Instead, he looked up and said, "Let's rest first and return to the village tomorrow."
"Okay!" Chris's words marked her decision.
The group then began to consider where they would stay for the night.
Uncle Arno was very experienced in this regard; he had already quietly found a place to set up camp.
But Ron certainly wouldn't sleep like that.
Since we've come all the way to the Elf Forest, of course we'll stay in a tree.
Ron approached the male elven guard.
"I wonder, what's your name, Archer Elf?"
"Reporting to the human lord, my name is Yarlin."
"Friend from the Elven race, I'd like to experience the nightlife of a typical elven adventurer. Do you have any suggestions?"
Ron's words were somewhat novel.
A friend, or rather, a friend as referred to by the human race.
The Elven race also adheres to the principle of mutual benefit, but the question is whether they can reach that stage.
Ron was very polite, and Yarlin followed suit with a calm yet slightly friendly tone.
"If the human lord wishes to experience this, I do have a few suggestions!"
"Tell me quickly..."
And so, at Ron's urging, the entire squad decided to stay upstairs together that night.
There's something that's both hard to calculate and good to calculate.
That is because the elves cherish nature too much, which is specifically manifested in their care for each and every giant tree, which is why the giant trees here are so abundant.
Living in a tree, but not altering the tree canopy, hollow treehouses, etc., is best done in a natural treehouse.
Okay! Let's follow the principle of "when in Rome, do as the Romans do".
Ron and everyone else agreed.
Out of curiosity and other reasons, Miss Tabitha was once again led astray by Ron.
Climb the tree, and instead of breaking branches and leaves, spread them out as a blanket... no, it should be a blanket of grass.
It's best to use natural, wild grass as much as possible. What if there's no wild grass?
Sleeping like this won't necessarily cause any problems.
I didn't believe it at first, but because the grass wasn't laid out very well, the principles of "ladies first" and "aristocrats first" were abandoned.
The canopy of a natural giant tree serves as a bed, and the branches and leaves of a natural giant tree serve as a blanket.
They gradually fell asleep...
During this time, some diligent individuals also entered a state of semi-meditation in the wilderness.
Thanks to the legendary protection, entering a state of full meditation should be no problem.
Ron sensed it briefly with his mental energy and then ignored it.
Sleeping in a tree?
That's really good!
I'll meditate less tonight!
This time, Ron did the opposite: he slept first and then meditated.
Sleeping until the wee hours of the morning... I personally experienced the most primitive life of an elf adventurer.
Sleeping without any support, the canopy of the giant tree does indeed provide a slight warming effect.
Because of their restless minds, they unconsciously sought out the reasons behind it.
The giant tree... has evolved into a magical plant.
Once they all successfully evolve... a magnificent scene unfolds.
Things created unintentionally can lead to things we wouldn't even dare to imagine. That's just how the world is! o_o ....
After Ron realized the reason, he remained silent and gradually entered a meditative state.
The meditation in the latter half of the night was just as effective; with his senses clear and his mind sharp, Ron awoke from within the tree canopy.
Ron woke up earlier because of his meditation.
Elder Chris's protective measures are still in place, with an outer layer of area-wide magical barrier.
At the time, no one really knew when Elder Chris made her move.
It's true that it was safe overnight.
There will always be someone whose time comes at just the right moment.
"Young Master!"
"Vivian! Come in."
Vivian's water magic is so convenient; her toiletries were already prepared.
Every morning, the first thing he had to do, and every time he experienced this, reminded Ron that he was indeed now a nobleman.
There is a personal maid.
It was a familiar scene, but taking place inside the tree canopy gave it a more harmonious feel.
"Alright, Vivian, I'll help you."
"Don't move..."
"..."
After a little mischief, the two emerged from the disposable treehouse.
It turned out that the fooling around had gone on for a while, and many of the others had woken up.
Tabitha noticed that Ron's gaze was somewhat strange and disdainful, and ultimately, she was angered by his lack of ambition...
"Ron, how could you?"
What's wrong with me?
They are truly innocent.
Fortunately, the sensible Vivian came to the rescue.
"Miss, you've misunderstood. Young Master is helping me..."
"How can I help you?"
"It was just the young master's prank."
"..."
Sighing, Chris had no interest in watching the younger generation's antics and said, "It's time to get going."
"Okay, we're leaving."
On the way, Tebbisa roughly guessed that she had been wrong again and had to reflect on why she had become so concerned about Ron...
What does it matter to her, Tessa, if he wastes his genius? Fine, she's decided to ignore that guy.
During her time near the World Tree barrier, Tebbisa changed her previous enthusiasm and once again reverted to her perfect noblewoman image.
Ron was too lazy to think about the reasons. He was happy to have some peace and quiet. He still remembered when the woman asked him to deduce a master-level spell.
Many brain cells died; let's preserve them for future use!
When it's quiet, I'll talk to Xiaota more...
Perhaps, maybe... Tabitha has adjusted her mindset. Yes, as an elven being, she cannot afford to lose face for the empire...
Thinking about it, it's a bit far-fetched.
Instead of thinking about that, she turned to the little tower in her mental world and asked, "Little guy, how did you communicate with the elves? Are you confident you can manage to snag one from the elf realm this time?"
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