Perhaps because the beast tide had just ended, they didn't encounter many monsters deep in the forest, nor did they see any adventurers or mercenaries. The wind rustled through the leaves as only Maggie and her group walked through the woods.
Harlan and Perkin remained by Maggie's side as always, acting as her most vigilant guards, while Ficklin jumped around like a rascal teasing cats and dogs, occasionally dragging a monster to Maggie's side.
"Look at this, it's really ugly. I've never seen anything like it before."
He was carrying an unidentified creature in his hand, which resembled a four-clawed beast, but had a white face and red body, and was completely hairless and sleek, making it quite ugly.
"?"
Maggie stared blankly at Ficklin, who had stopped her for the fifth time today to show her the aliens, and began to regret bringing him along.
"Hey, I've explored almost half the continent, and I've never seen anything this ugly. This place is truly amazing."
Ficklin didn't care whether Maggie answered him or not; a dragon was chattering incessantly in front of her, muttering like a chatterbox.
"sharp."
Maggie nodded perfunctorily, and then... just as she was avoiding an obstacle, she bypassed Ficklin and walked straight into the depths of the forest.
Nesser and the others were used to Ficklin's behavior and acted as if they hadn't seen what he was doing at all.
Seeing that Maggie wasn't interested, Ficklin also shrugged in boredom, casually strangled the monster, and then quickly took a few steps to catch up with the others.
Leaving the border city, the entrance to the Green Forest was not far away. Maggie thought it would take several days, but she arrived at her destination before dark.
A sea of forget-me-nots surrounded by floating orbs of light, with bright spots of light floating up and down in the blooming blue flowers, like fireflies dancing in the air.
In the central area stands a massive tree, so thick that it would take ten people to encircle it, surrounded by flower fields, creating a dreamlike scene straight out of a fairy tale.
"You can enter the Green Forest by passing through here, but only elves can lead the way. Ordinary people won't be able to find any entrance."
Nesser pointed ahead, his youthful voice filled with joy and a hint of pride.
"good."
Maggie smiled and patted Nesser's head.
Perhaps because he was getting closer to his hometown, Nesser seemed a little impatient, but he didn't immediately lead his people into the sea of flowers. Instead, he looked at the three people who were still with Maggie and frowned slightly.
"You all, once you go in, be sure not to cause any trouble, otherwise the clan leader can be quite frightening when he gets angry."
Neither Perkin nor Harlan were the type to cause trouble, and they both nodded slightly to indicate that they had heard.
Nesser shifted his gaze from the two of them and turned specifically to Ficklin, warning him again in a very serious tone.
"Especially you, don't mess with the elves inside. If you get thrown out, I can't help you."
Ficklin's face visibly darkened; he was clearly annoyed at being looked down upon by a little brat. But after glancing at Maggie and then at Nesser, who was barely half his height, he swallowed back what he wanted to say.
"I won't!"
He took a deep breath and forced himself to utter three words through clenched teeth.
Longlong felt wronged, but he didn't say anything.
Maggie almost burst out laughing at the sight. Actually, Nesser's worries were quite reasonable, but if she laughed now, Ficklin might be furious.
Nesser's mature little expressions are so cute. Even though he's still a cub, he's seriously telling a group of adults not to cause trouble.
She forcibly suppressed the urge to smile, turned her head, cleared her throat, and said to Nesser in a seemingly calm manner.
"let's go."
Relieved, Nesser walked inside again with light steps.
Entering the Green Forest was simpler than Maggie had imagined. She thought they would need to activate some kind of teleportation array, but they simply walked through a sea of flowers and were immediately lost, as the surrounding scenery rapidly changed.
Nesser held tightly to Maggie's sleeve, afraid that she might fall behind. As for the rest of the people, he didn't really care if they got lost.
Anyway, even if they really get lost, they'll just be thrown back into the flower field; they won't die or get hurt.
After following Nesser for a few minutes, their eyes were suddenly filled with light. Just moments before they had been in the dark, but now the surroundings were bright, as if it were daytime.
In the distance, the enormous and awe-inspiring Mother Tree of Elves came into view. It was not rooted in the earth, but suspended in mid-air, with its roots exposed and its branches intertwined.
The upper part of the tree canopy was faintly surrounded by a ring of light green bubbles, which contained an unknown liquid.
The ground was peaceful and serene, with elves in twos and threes, and young elves playing on the lush green grass.
It looks just like the idyllic paradise described by Tao Yuanming.
"Wow, I've never been here before! It's so beautiful!"
Ficklin was the first to exclaim in surprise, and the loud sound immediately attracted the attention of many elves, who cast various curious or wary glances at the newly arrived group.
The characteristics of elves are different from those of other races, and they can be recognized at a glance.
It is quite a strange thing that a foreign tribe has come to the Green Forest.
Those who are hostile are most likely elves who have lived outside, while those who are curious about them are mostly elves who have never left the Green Forest.
They've never seen a different race before, so they can't help but take a second look.
Upon realizing that many elves were watching him, Ficklin immediately shut his mouth in embarrassment and even made a gesture of zipping up his mouth towards Maggie.
Nesser had black lines all over his forehead and looked utterly speechless.
No matter how many warnings or reminders you give, this dragon will never learn its lesson.
Fortunately, it was just a minor incident. For the rest of the time, Ficklin was extremely quiet, obediently following behind Maggie without making a sound.
On the way to the Elf Mother Tree, Maggie found many underage elves of similar size to Nesser, but compared to Nesser's clean, delicate and cute appearance, they looked somewhat disheveled.
Maggie silently kept these details in mind.
When the group arrived at a wooden treehouse, Nesser stopped and turned to give Maggie a sweet smile.
"Sister, can you wait here for me?"
Maggie glanced at the elderly elf waiting in front of the bookstore. He was half-closing his eyes and looking at her with a scrutinizing gaze, suggesting that he was an elf who didn't have much affection for humans.
Of course, Maggie didn't care about their opinions and quietly agreed to Nesser's suggestion.
"good."
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