Through another teleportation node, the group arrived directly above the World Tree.
The morning sunlight carries a gentle feeling, and as it falls upon the branches of the trees, the elven dwelling comes into view...
The elves have finally arrived; it's been quite a journey.
Ron felt that only by coming here could he truly say that he had been to the Elven realm.
Beautiful elves moved among the giant trees, and every now and then you could see little elves flying up and down, while some elf boys and girls could only walk.
The most interesting part is the unique treehouses, each one giving a clever feeling.
So... people can live here like this?
Under the tree, inside the tree cavity, on the surface of the tree... even on the slope of the tree...
It's strange, how come the elves can fix the sloping houses so perfectly these days?
Not only is the scene before us far from the elven palace, but it seems we are still a long way off. If we think about it that way, then there will be even more wonders after the endless treehouses and other dwellings!
Unconsciously, Ron's lips curled up slightly.
This is really fun! This is the real joy of traveling!
Elder Chris, who was ahead of them, was also happy, but her emotions were naturally not as intense as those of the newcomers.
A moment later, Chris stepped forward: "Let's go! The Queen and the others are waiting!"
Upon hearing this, Ron, Tebbisa, and the others hurriedly followed, not wanting to keep the Elf Queen waiting any longer.
After walking only ten steps or so, the group arrived at the unique neighborhood of the treetop world.
Along the branches of the large tree, elves emerged from various treehouses.
"Elder Chris?"
"real!"
"..."
"Greetings, Elder!"
"Elder..."
Each elf simply greeted Elder Chris.
Chris nodded in response to each one.
At this point, Ron began to believe it again: the elves really didn't pay much attention to etiquette.
On the contrary, the group they encountered outside near the elven mist were dealt with differently...
At that time, the group included half-humans, perhaps out of respect, or perhaps because they were public officials!
The elves greeted Chris, a feeling akin to an elder returning home, a joy and excitement.
It feels like a past life.
Ron smiled and followed Chris.
Soon, the elves also noticed Ron and the other humans.
There was no sign of excessive surprise; a small number of outsiders had already been allowed in some time ago.
However, the fact that Chris was leading the way was quite remarkable, and many elves couldn't help but take a second look.
Ron and the others didn't think anything of it; instead, they noticed the elves' curious expressions and felt as if the elves were naive and unsophisticated.
And Ron and the others were no different! Looking around, the humans who had just arrived here were just as ignorant as ever.
The little sprite on Tabitha's shoulder was so excited that the contracted sprite flew high into the air. Presumably, the sprite was of high status, because other sprites immediately flew to her side.
The sounds of hooting and chattering never ceased.
But the elf's voice wasn't noisy; instead, it gave people a joyful and lively feeling.
As they went up the mountain, little sprites would occasionally emerge from among the trees. Tabitha's contracted sprite, having gone out once, had grown stronger and began to act arrogantly from time to time.
Meanwhile, another, even more arrogant fellow happened to be another little guy in the team.
Ron's little fairy, Little Tower, only realized how popular she was after he joined the Elven race.
Ron made it fly so as not to affect Chris Legend in the team.
High in the sky, facing the little sprites who wanted to follow, Little Tower was too arrogant to bother with them.
The way the little guy sticks his hands out and tilts his head always makes me laugh. Well, that makes me even more excited to see what Xiaota will achieve.
That won't work either. Ron thought for a moment and then made a mental connection: "Little Tower, do you remember? The reward, the reward..."
"..."
Sure enough, Little Tower gradually showed signs of stopping his arrogance.
On the other side, Tabitha's little fairy finally felt relieved. It turned out that she wasn't the only one curious about the little tower; her other friends were too.
It is moving forward, with an overall upward trend.
The further Ron went, the more he felt the grandeur of the World Tree.
The group was like ants perched atop a giant tree...
After walking for about an hourglass, Ron and his group were finally close to their destination.
Two rows of elven soldiers appeared on either side of the path leading up the giant tree.
The Dao is a soldier, which may not be entirely accurate, but it's more like a tribal warrior...
Two rows of elves, stretching for a long distance, probably numbering in the hundreds, greeted the procession at the end of an entrance above.
The elven soldiers, compared to the regular human knights, lacked a certain level of discipline. Each of them possessed a strong elemental aura, yet they all focused their attention on Ron and his companions.
They were even more advanced than the elves, who were largely unaware of the situation.
'Two Popes!'
'Human Lord...'
'I heard they came to help us, to heal our ancestral tree.'
'Do these human races truly possess this ability?'
'As the Pope, he should possess this divinely granted miracle!'
'……'
These elven warriors were practically whispering amongst themselves, and sure enough, once they got a little further away, they actually started chatting.
Ron shook his head slightly at the sight. That was exactly what was recorded in the book, and the elves obeyed the orders out of respect for the Elven Queen.
There is no such thing as coercion in essence. To put it more seriously, there is no such thing as desertion. Disobeying orders is also a matter of freedom.
Elves, the darlings of nature, are born free.
These are the spiritual core of the Elven race's existence, as well as the permissiveness and philosophy of the Elven pantheon...
There are almost no deserters during wartime, and this is also true among the elves.
A thought flashed through their minds, and before they knew it, they had already walked to the entrance.
The next stop offers a different perspective.
We've arrived at the Elf Palace.
Countless elven palaces, a vast canopy platform that seems like a miracle.
Around the tree canopy, above the branches of the tree, and on the sides, there are various palaces.
The Fairy Palace: a unique and magical art form.
This is yet another example of someone who's ignorant and inexperienced.
Fortunately, Ron and Tebbisa were the first to regain their senses, thanks to their good composure.
But Chris had already taken several steps, so he quickly followed.
"Stop looking, Vivian, stay close to the young master."
"Yes, young master."
Is it pretty?
"Young master, it's beautiful."
"How about we record this in something in the future..."
Hehe... another way to get magic crystals, I should really admire myself.
On the other side, Tebbisa, who had been silent for a long time, finally couldn't help but speak up and express her opinion, unable to bear seeing Ron grinning foolishly as he fell into the pile of magic crystals.
"What's so great about it? Our Carlo Magic Empire is the most beautiful, with the most magnificent palace! You want to earn magic crystals? Dare to record our Carlo Palace?"
"I know you wouldn't dare!"
Ron simply smiled and replied, "We'll see what happens in the future."
"..."
Once they started talking, they ended up having another small argument.
Suddenly, a group of elves rushed out of the palace. The one in front of the group looked somewhat familiar.
"Princess Heila, you've arrived."
"Greetings, Elder."
"Um!"
Princess Sheila soon faced Ron and his group again.
"Which of you just said the Elven Royal Palace couldn't compare?"
Ron was slightly startled. How could they still hear it from so far away? After a moment, Ron's gaze fell on the magic crystal orb in the elf princess's party...
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