As the elves continued building their treehouse, people's attention began to focus on them.
But the little elves had almost finished.
It happened so fast it was almost illogical, but under the influence of plant magic, magical plant trees grew one after another in the sea of magical flowers.
What are small elves and spacious treehouses are merely considered exquisite by humans.
This time, without any prior arrangement, Ron's elf companions connected the treehouses together, forming a small elf village.
Beneath the branches of the Demon Flower lies the dwelling place of the little elves, some of whom fall asleep gazing upon the enormous elemental flower.
Some little elves prefer the scenery, and sit in their little treehouses at the highest point of the trees, where they can open their eyes to the vast world outside.
Because the fairies have been using magic too much, there are few little ones visiting these days.
These little guys, who still have the energy to wander around, each possess impressive elemental strength.
Back when the mainland exchange competition was held, Aphi's Elemental Robe looked very heroic.
People watched the sprites' actions; when the sprites rested, people discussed them; when the sprites worked, the nearby humans watched intently.
Due to the prevailing atmosphere, whispering became much less common at that time.
Before long, the little elves started working again, setting up treehouse magic that included waterproofing, fireproofing, and so on.
In a world where magic exists, a roof is not necessary. As long as one is in an area rich in elements, the magic circle can operate on its own without magic crystals, and the magic circle can also keep out the rain.
Outside the scenic area, the human houses still have roofs, for the sake of saving money.
Within the World Tree's barrier, a natural magical barrier controls the shifting patterns of rain and sunshine. Consequently, the Elven race excels at creating small-scale house magic and other forms of everyday life magic.
The magical materials used by the fairies are still mainly plants, and the magical runes they draw have a natural feel to them!
'It's reached the perfect level!'
It should be noted that there is often a gap between theory and practice. Modern magic is mostly copied, but in fact, the laws of the surface world are different in each place, so there are also differences in the power of magic that conforms to the laws of heaven and earth.
The same principle applies to the fireball spell, which is less powerful when used in water.
However, the house protection magic that the elves had just set up had naturally been slightly refined.
A slight difference can make all the difference.
The subtle differences in the magical arrangements between each treehouse were, in fact, almost all of them perfect.
What a terrifying talent!
That's why they are nature's darlings.
It would be amazing if every sprite's magic could be slightly adjusted according to local regulations.
Looking back, Ron realized that if Afie hadn't managed to do this, it was probably because there was a difference between having time to prepare and not having time to prepare.
Therefore, the mainland has always warned against giving highly skilled mages enough time...
Fortunately, there are many magicians in this area.
Ron could sense it, and some of the mages had already sensed it as well.
The magic was perfect; it was a coincidence. How could it happen hundreds of times at once? Every time a human genius felt he could cast a spell that perfectly aligned with the laws of heaven and earth, he would boast about it immensely.
See, you can't do it, but I can!
Now, an unbelievable scene unfolds.
The elves have indeed emerged, but those few human mages seem to have something amiss with their gazes…
Ron was always mindful of the elves' safety.
Seeing this, he gave a cold snort, thinking, "I'd better not get caught by him."
This was just a minor incident in the shadows, and most magicians didn't think much of it, only sighing in dismay.
The Elf race is far superior to the Human race in the application of life magic!
The two races used magic in their respective wars, each with its own strengths.
Most people watched all of this with admiration.
Before anyone knew it, Elder Chris had arrived beside Ron.
"Elder, how are you? Are you satisfied with the house?"
"It's alright, human lord, I have something to ask you."
"Elder, please give your orders!"
"If you do this, my lord, then I will..."
“Alright, Elder Elf, please speak.”
Different statements, different attitudes. It seems that the elven elder has lowered his apparent status and is giving Ron face by acknowledging him as the person in charge.
Ron will argue with anyone who says Chris wasn't an adventurer back in the day!
"I wish to reinforce the magic array here. However, the magic array here involves some spatial principles. If you, the lord, participate, the effect will be much better."
“This…” Ron hesitated, because he had promised Nika that he would go back early.
By the way, before I knew it, quite a bit of time had passed watching the little elves build their treehouse.
"Elder, what do you think? You should reinforce the elf's dwelling first! There's some urgent business in Sandy City; quite a few human nobles from the mainland have arrived..."
"Alright, then Lord, please get back to your business."
It was rare that Chris, a legend, was still willing to negotiate, so Ron had no choice but to hurry up. The fact that a legendary powerhouse was willing to wait was a sign of respect, but it was not a reason for Ron to be negligent.
Without checking on the elves' situation, Ron left with a reminder: "I think those human mages have some ideas. Elder, you don't need to consider my feelings for this matter. Just do what needs to be done."
Just in case, to avoid causing any misunderstandings later!
Chris smiled, a rare occurrence, and said, "I understand."
The little elf was too extraordinary, and some minor troubles were unavoidable. The Elf Queen had already anticipated this by having Chris stay there permanently.
Ron gestured to the little tower: "Say goodbye to me and your friends."
Facing Thor, Ron said, "You keep an eye on things for me, make sure to protect our elven friends, especially in these matters..."
Once Vivian, Rita, and the others had all arrived, Ron also got into the carriage and began the return journey. The group felt a little uneasy without Uncle Arno.
Uncle Arno is on a long vacation!
By the way, on the way back, Ron said, "Vivian, I'm giving you a break. Go home and visit your parents. Come back whenever you want to go back to the lord's manor. Be careful. I've been a bit busy lately and can't go with you to see your parents."
"Young Master, Vivian is not in a hurry."
"obedient!"
"Oh well!"
Thinking of seeing her parents, Vivian couldn't help but smile on her way back.
That's the good thing.
When he was a child, his father, Lord Borg, required him to choose a personal maid, as it was troublesome for maids from the outlying clergy to go home.
The once impoverished territory, the frugal and considerate approach to parents, the blessing of Vivian by his side, the ability to be content with whatever comes his way yet always having good fortune by his side...
Ron's thoughts drifted away.
When they returned to Sandy Territory, it was already noon. Had they kept some continental nobles waiting for half a day?
That's quite an attitude; Ron knew he dared not offend anyone again.
When I got back, I asked Steward Wright.
"Where is Nika? Take me there..."
The noble representatives on the continent are not the same as the noble representatives in the small kingdoms of yesteryear. Nobles who can leave their mark on the continent often have an astonishing foundation.
Leaving aside the possibility of demigod ancestors, if there were a legendary family with such a lineage, why offend them needlessly when an alliance could be formed? Therefore, Ron's attitude was different now than it was back then.
Nevertheless, Ron was still thinking about the Salted Fish Lord's matter, and felt that it would be better to have more time to cultivate.
Upon entering Nika's office and facing a group of noble representatives, Ron's first words were: "Nika represents me in full. Lord Sandy, you may speak with Nika about anything. If Nika has made any mistakes, I will take full responsibility."
The delegates were slightly surprised, including the fox spirit Nika.
Of the dozen or so representatives present, none of them dared to claim that they fully represented their own lord!
What merits does this subspecies fox woman possess?
Inside the main hall of the mansion, Ron sat in the host's seat, speaking with great certainty and looking at Nika with the same encouraging gaze.
Nika, the head manager! Whether I can be a lazy bum or not depends on you.
However, Nika didn't seem to fully understand Ron's true, lazy mindset.
I just felt so fortunate to be born into Sandy Territory and become its steward!
She was almost moved to tears: "My lord, Nika, I..."
"Let's not talk about anything else, business is important, let's go!"
Ron tried to give up the seat of honor, but Nika certainly didn't dare to sit down; she only dared to stand to the side of the host's seat.
Because he spoke so quickly upon entering the room, Ron didn't notice anything unusual about the scene.
Wait, this spatial ring!
"Shirley, what are you doing here?"
It turns out to be Princess Shirley disguised as a man. When did Shirley develop this interest?
"No fun, you recognized me so easily."
Shirley was quite excited to see Ron, whom she hadn't seen for months. She had originally planned to dress up to fool Ron and then make fun of him.
Surprisingly, that's how I recognized it.
This is so boring!
Ron, however, was different.
That spatial ring, Ron gave it to Shirley. That year, that night, the woman said, "Here, it's what you wanted!"
A faint, indifferent smile.
Indeed, the princess probably wanted to play a trick on Sandy because she couldn't find any of her familiar friends and playmates from Sandy's territory!
Ron didn't care; all he felt was the joy of seeing his friend again.
"You can continue..."
With just a glance, Shirley followed.
"Your Highness, how could you possibly mingle among the noble representatives? This is disgraceful to the Kingdom of Gil, do you know that?"
"I don't care how you recognized me, princess."
"Guess!"
When he saw the princess again, he was dressed in the clothes of a steward, which made him look quite dashing. However, because he was not wearing a princess dress, his true nature was unknowingly revealed in public.
"Well, Princess, you'd better be careful. Come back with me and change your clothes first!"
There was one thing that made Ron doubt himself again.
"This representative, could it be that Your Highness brought him along? Why did he come along too?"
Princess Shirley turned around: "No, who are you?"
He was dressed in knight's magical armor, which I estimate to be very protective. The man had a slightly older look, but I don't think he was over thirty!
A young knight with a small mustache.
The presence of magical girls and knights trusted by nobles is nothing out of the ordinary.
However, as soon as the mustachioed knight spoke, Ron became serious.
"This trip represents only the Third Prince of the Baron Empire. I would like to ask Lord Sandy to speak with me privately."
So well hidden, could it be the imperial family?
While Ron was paying close attention, a slight precaution was taken, which triggered a worsening of his paranoia.
Despite his wariness, Ron still said, "Okay, this way..."
"Princess of the Kingdom of Gilles, may I accompany you?"
The other person shook their head.
That's really well hidden!
Indeed, Ron's previous developments did not alarm the entire empire, only His Highness the Third Prince of the Empire?
However, as the reasons for the elves' birth are gradually revealed, some imperial delegations may come openly and without restraint...
Ron had many thoughts on whether to cooperate in the future, and that he should cooperate with the current emperor of the swordsman empire.
Inside the secret room, the other party's words disrupted many of Ron's plans.
"Could the demon's presence be real?"
"I don't know, but the Third Prince is 80% certain."
"Then why is your prince looking for me!"
"Use a suitable spatial mage, without alerting any potential demons or monsters, and capture them in one fell swoop..."
"..."
It turns out that Ron's spatial talent has also been exposed by the top continental forces. Considering that the continental exchange competition has been going on for so long, it's indeed time for it to start.
The strong ones have some skills.
Nevertheless, Ron flatly refused, stating that his own situation made it unsuitable for him to enter the Baron Empire, and he might not even be able to attend Empress Carol's birthday celebration...
"Your third prince should look for someone else!"
"Well... that's the only way. Also, the Third Prince wishes to befriend Lord Sandy; I'll relay that message to him..."
Ron listened and felt that the other party had compromised very quickly, which was understandable given that it was due to his mentor, Will.
Ron listened attentively, mainly to the Third Prince's friendly words, and also to his two other objectives.
One is a magic scroll from Sandy Territory, and the other is the complete version of the swordsman's story.
The magic scrolls, of course, refer to those brought by mages from the Carlo Magic Empire; there are plenty of them at the Sandy Territory auctions!
The third prince of the Baron Empire has a good idea.
Second... what's the story behind this swordsman?
"Ryan's pen name, is it Lord Sandy?" The mustachioed knight representative noticed the change in Ron's expression.
What?! You can't be more famous than this. Keep your eyes down and your mind at peace.
"Not the master."
Of course it wasn't him, it was Wright!
However, he is somewhat connected to Ron.
Who would have thought that the Third Prince of the Empire, a devoted fan of Wright's books, would be so insistent on updating the story?
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