"Elesmera...we're back home."

Crossing this natural arch made of two extremely huge ancient trees, Felicia and the others walked into a clearing.[..com]

It was clearly a cold day before the severe winter, but the ground here was full of dense flowers, from pink roses to bluebells and lilies. These treasures that were fleeting in spring were covered with the earth, like piles of rubies, sapphires and opals. The intoxicating fragrance attracted a group of bumblebees. On the right, a stream flowed by behind a row of short trees, and two squirrels chased and played with each other around a stone.

“Interesting place…”

Felicia narrowed her eyes slightly, and she saw many paths between the jungle and the trees, soft light illuminating the places where there are usually ochre shadows. She also saw a weird pattern of branches and flowers, all of which were subtle and easy to ignore.

Of course, these situations seen by the naked eye are not completely real.

In this forest with countless magic, it not only blurs the sense of space, makes people easily lose their direction, but also distorts the sense of time, making people easily lose the concept of time. It is not only the changes in perception, but also the real climate has changed. It has amazingly created a spring in the severe winter, and the natural illusion that comes with the patterns of plant structures blinds people's sight.

However, this level of illusion is nothing. Felicia blinked flexibly, and her vision suddenly changed, as if she had a pair of lenses on her eyes, and everything in front of her suddenly became angular.

These are still paths, those are still flowers, and the places that look like a lot of trees are actually beautiful buildings, but they grow directly on the pine trees.

The bottom of the big tree bulges to form a two-story house, and then the roots are extended into the soil. Both floors are hexagonal, although the upper layer is only half the size of the lower layer, the house has a sense of layering. The roof and walls are made of wooden boards to form six thick ridges. On the eaves and on each side of the window are covered with moss and yellow lichens. Various patterns are engraved on the arches, and under the arches are deep main doors, which look very mysterious.

Another house is located between three pine trees. The dense branches join forces to form the house. Under the strong support of the branches, the house reaches a height of five floors, giving people a light and elegant feeling. Next to the house is a shade shed made of willow trees and dogwood, with flameless lanterns hanging on it.

Each house is unique, adding luster to the environment, complementing the environment, and integrating it with the forest. It is impossible to tell which is artificial construction or natural masterpiece, and the two are completely balanced.

Compared to the elves from Ragnarok, their styles are different, but they also have their own characteristics.

But they have one thing in common: the elves are not controlling the environment, but are willing to accept this world and adapt themselves to this world.

From these natural creatures, Felisia found a trace of movement from the residents of Ellesmela in the corner of her eyes. The slight trembling of the pine leaves at first glance. Then she saw many fair faces and many raised white arms appearing from the incredible position. Walking out of the hidden bushes, cautious elves came into their eyes one after another, their green eyes staring at Artoria, Alia and Felisia with unique temperament.

The girls were covered with their hair, with wavy silver hair hanging behind them, with flowers inserted on them, like artificial waterfalls. They were all delicate and had a flowing beauty, and it was hard to see that they had the most powerful human strength that could not be defeated. The men also gave people a deep impression, with high cheekbones, exquisite noses, and thick eyelids. Men and women were wearing green and brown tops with orange, tan and golden borders.

From their eyes, Felisia read many emotions such as doubt, surprise, curiosity, etc. This beautiful race seemed to be too severely hit by Gabadorix. She was wary of Artoria, who had the same round ears as humans. However, because of Alia's identity as a princess, they kept silent in a tacit understanding.

Artoria was very self-aware and did not move at all. Felicia didn't care. She pulled down her hood and exposed her long elves' pointed ears. She touched her lips and greeted them. This was the etiquette of meeting the elves.

"It's an elf, the princess brought back a member of our tribe!"

The elves immediately cheered. Their Octavian perception could slightly sense the powerful power buried under the surface of their bodies. They bowed deeply in awe of the strong, and then they burst into laughter again happily.

Artoria seemed to be a little infected by this atmosphere. How long has it been since I saw this pure smile that many people have together?

Since she became the "qualified" king, the laughter of the people and the knights has left her. When she became a hero, she only experienced blood and fire, as well as various betrayals and conspiracies. After joining Felisia's team, she found her true self, but there are really not many people in the eternal world. Except for the few companions who can get along with each other, other people, such as those elves, are more like a respect for the monarch.

But just as she was immersed in this simplicity and warmth, Alia's voice came not far ahead.

"It's okay, let's go see the queen first."

After completing the procedural statement with the camp leader, Alia planned to let Philizaya go to see her mother first, after all, the events involved have already been related to the survival and rise and fall of the race.

Felicia was not pretentious, but directly pulled up the Knight King who woke up, and walked along a path under the leadership of Alia.

The path is paved with pebbles, with green tourmalines inlaid in the middle, winding through hollyhocks, houses, trees, and finally crossing a stream. At the end, a bunch of tree roots is seen, forming natural steps, like bare blocks of soil, and a gate that seems to be embedded in a row of small trees can be seen above.

"Alia, how did you houses make it?"

Artoria asked again like a curious baby. She had seen the same structure in the eternal world, but it was revealed by Philipsia as the original Taoist, and she did not understand how these elves in front of her did it.

"As long as we sing songs to them, they will grow into the shape we hoped... Have you not seen it before?"

Alia was a little confused. Could it be that the elves left on the old continent no longer used this method to build a house?

The Knight King, who felt a little lost, was just trying to find a suitable reason to get through the barrier. The door in front suddenly opened automatically, revealing a temple formed by many trees inside. So Alia, who had only a little strange, temporarily put down the shallow doubts in her mind and took the two of them in.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw the honeycomb-shaped ceiling formed by hundreds of branches, with flowers even blooming on it. Below, there were twelve chairs beside each of the walls, and twenty-four elve nobles and wives sat on it.

They were all very handsome and intelligent, with no wrinkled faces showing their age, and their sharp eyes shone with excitement. They leaned over, grabbed the armrest of the chair, and stared at the group of Felicia with an expression of surprise and hope. Unlike other elves, they wore swords on their belts—the hilts were inlaid with green jade and garnets—and small metal rings were adorned on their eyebrows.

A white curtain hung in front of it to block the throne formed by the roots of the tree, and Queen Islam Chati sat on the throne. She was beautiful, like the sunset in autumn, with a magnificent and emperor-like appearance. Her black hair hangs down like a waterfall, her white jade arms and face are flawless, and can be broken. Her eyes also have dazzling stars, and are as clear as the cloudless night. The flow of beautiful eyes is full of wisdom and profound meaning, as if she is a wise man who has seen through the world. Her top is bright red, with a strip of gold wrapped around her waist, and a velvet cloak, buckled in the depression of her neck, dragged to the ground. Despite her appearance, the queen seemed to be weak, as if she was in great pain in her heart.

After all the three of them stepped into the temple, the door automatically closed. They walked straight to the queen, and then Alia knelt on the mossy ground and bowed. Felisia naturally pulled Artoria and bent her waist slightly, just making a statement.

She held the minimum respect for everyone, but it was impossible to let her submit to others.

As for this somewhat disrespectful behavior, the elf nobles around frowned, but none of them spoke out.

The Jungle Guardian had already conveyed what he saw through the Qianli Mirror, and no one would be stupid if he knew the strength of Felicia and the others.

The main Islam Chati seemed to have not seen them at all. The queen, who stood up, walked off the throne quickly and hugged Alia tightly with her trembling arms.

"Oh, my daughter, I've made you suffer!"

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Chapter completed!