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Chapter 227
“All the elves of the Mother Forest swear before the World Tree.”
Eventually, Triana approached and spoke.
“Lord Leon Cascadia is a friend and benefactor of all the elves of the Mother Forest. And when that benefactor is in trouble, all the elves of the Mother Forest will step forward without hesitation to repay that kindness.”
She knelt on one knee and kissed the back of my hand.
It was an action that could have shocked anyone, considering she was the emissary of the World Tree, yet neither the clan leader nor the elder-level high elves—nor any elf—said a word.
They simply expressed their respect as if it were the most natural thing.
Sensing that they were expecting sothing from in this atmosphere, I finally opened my mouth.
“Many lives were lost in this incident. There must be many who are grieving. But please rember just one thing clearly—you survived. While it's important to mourn those we've lost, shouldn't we also purely rejoice in the fact that we’re alive?”
More than mourning the dead, rejoicing in survival is also their role.
Receiving the elves’ goodwill, Luna and I carried the sleeping Isna and stepped into the teleportation gate.
The elves clearly wanted to stay longer, but taking Isna to Mielephon was more important at the mont.
There was one good piece of news.
It turned out that the Mother Forest—the elves’ city—also had a teleportation gate.
Although it had been out of order for ages, I had rebooted and fixed it easily.
Thanks to that, a route between Cascadia and the Mother Forest had been instantly restored.
Naturally, the elves couldn’t hide their joy at the gate being repaired.
They were in urgent need of supplies, so being able to transport materials via teleportation must have been a huge help.
As I set off to leave the elves’ city, the Mother Forest, I received several gifts from them.
The Romila Clan Head gifted a rare spirit herb, and the Trigard family gave an exquisite ornant made of fairy wood.
Of course, they wanted to give even more, but I accepted a few and politely declined the rest.
After all, the most important item was the Millennial Fruit given to by the World Tree.
Even the elves of the Mother Forest had never actually seen the Millennial Fruit before.
After the funeral ended and a festival to celebrate the survivors was held, I showed the Millennial Fruit to the elders and clan leaders gathered in a eting room—and saw their eyes light up.
They clearly longed to see it, but perhaps not wanting to trouble their benefactor, they quickly stepped back.
“That fruit contains a divine power.”
“Should I eat it?”
“There’s no harm in doing so. However, other spirit herbs probably won’t have much of an effect afterward.”
The elixirs gifted by the Sichuan family twins, or the herb from the Romila family, wouldn’t do much for , so I just set them aside.
If the enhancent is barely noticeable, it’s better used elsewhere.
But the Millennial Fruit was on another level—even by my standards, it was an extraordinary elixir.
“Immortality…”
The blessing of agelessness is not so rare, but the blessing of immortality is a bit of an exaggeration.
The elven elders speculated that the fruit might protect the consur from one death.
They were simply quoting what was written in ancient texts—they didn’t really know how it worked.
Rather than extending life indefinitely, it would save you once from a death that wasn’t due to old age.
The fact that the effect lasts until the mont of death proves how incredible the fruit is.
It likely also greatly extends the natural lifespan.
Luna pouted as I carried the sleeping Isna on my back, clearly displeased, but she didn’t complain much.
“Wow… You’re seriously amazing.”
lissa, who ca out to greet upon hearing I’d returned, flinched when she saw Isna asleep on my back.
“I didn’t think you’d actually find her so quickly.”
“Neither did I.”
“Even Mielephon’s intelligence unit couldn’t find her. Where the heck did you find her?”
“Where else? In the Elven Forest. Anyway, let’s go inside. I’ll lay her down and then give you a full report.”
lissa didn’t ask anything further and headed to her office.
Later, I told her everything that had happened in the Elven Forest—leaving out just a few parts.
“You really don’t get a single peaceful day, do you?”
“My thoughts exactly. I sort of expected sothing this ti, but I didn’t think it would be this large in scale.”
In the end, gaining the elves’ favor was a fortunate outco.
“Take this.”
I handed her the elf spirit herb that the Romila Clan Head had given .
“What’s this?”
“This and the elixir that the Sichuan siblings gave . You take them.”
She tilted her head in confusion at my words.
“You’re not going to take them?”
“They won’t do much for . And how long are you planning to stay weak? Isn’t it ti for you to advance your cultivation?”
Luna and I trained her day and night, and leaving her stuck at mid-tier Expert was practically an insult.
“Take them and break through to high-tier—or even peak-tier. How long are you going to stay in the middle ranks?”
“You know how absurd it is to reach that level before even hitting your twenties… Sigh. Then again, looking at you, I guess that argunt falls apart.”
Letting out a deep sigh, she looked at the spirit herbs.
I could feel her desire to beco stronger, but it also seed she had many responsibilities holding her back.
“Are you busy?”
"No. Most of the complicated stuff is done. I need to head to the academy anyway."
"Yeah? Good, then. Co with ."
Without warning, I grabbed her by the scruff of her neck and dragged her out.
At the training ground, Hwa Ryeong and Cheon Ryeong, the sibling duo, were already sparring.
Clang! Clang!
Regardless of the process, both were around interdiate expert level in skill.
I’d recently heard that Cheon Ryeong had taken an interest in carving and was experinting with making various things.
His younger sister Hwa Ryeong, on the other hand, had beco quite fascinated with the Paradise Artifacts and had been using tools I’d created to make various things.
Much like when Luna once used a Paradise Artifact to recreate the forest house she had stayed in.
From what I heard, the quality was nothing to scoff at.
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"Ah, young master. You’re here."
At our arrival, the two stopped their sparring and took a mont to catch their breath.
"I hope I’m not interrupting."
"Not at all. We were just about to wrap up anyway."
Hwa Ryeong replied with a pretty smile.
Looking at Cheon Ryeong, it didn’t seem like a lie.
"Do you need anything?"
At my question, Cheon Ryeong gave a faint smile.
"Nothing in particular. Just being treated this well is more than enough."
At his response, lissa—who had been dragged along like baggage with her scruff in my grip—cleared her throat and quickly stood up.
"Ahem. Actually, fairy wood will start being imported from the elven forest soon. I’ll set aside a decent amount for your carving needs."
"Thank you for the consideration, my lady. However… Lord Leon…"
"Is sothing the matter?"
"No, it’s just… your energy feels a little different."
Oh, so he’s sowhat picked up on it?
There was no need to go into detail.
"I don’t know if what I’m thinking is correct, but… congratulations."
"Thanks. Hey, giant squid, get up there already."
I pushed lissa up onto the training ground.
The siblings moved to the side and sat on nearby chairs to watch.
I opened a spatial pocket and took out a sturdy sword, tossing it to lissa.
Then, I picked up a suitable wooden sword.
"Co at ."
"Hah. You’ve got no idea how hard I’ve been working. You’re gonna be surprised."
lissa, brimming with confidence, drew her sword and exploded with aura.
There was a pressure around her that felt like it would crush everything—yet it was surprisingly smooth.
It was the form of the Heavenly Demon Sword I had taught her.
It looked far more stable than before, a sign she hadn’t been slacking off.
Then, she stomped hard and surged forward like a bullet, advancing with a powerful step technique.
Fwoooosh!!
Her sword tip tore through the air as it ca at .
I tilted my head slightly to dodge and closely observed her state.
The goal of this spar wasn’t just to win.
It wasn’t like the usual mock battles where I would toy with her under the guise of real combat.
I wanted to see how much she had grown, so I raised the level just enough to check her aura control.
Clang! Clack!
Compared to when lissa had first learned the Heavenly Demon Sword, this was a huge improvent.
"My goodness… Lady lissa’s skills are truly impressive…"
"So during our previous spar, she must have been holding back?"
"Seems like it. But… Lord Leon’s movents… they’re completely unreadable. I can’t even begin to grasp his level."
The siblings, both born martial artists, seed to be absorbing a lot from watching us spar.
Even in the face of relentless attacks, lissa stayed calm, preparing her next move and handling her aura quickly and precisely.
Her swordsmanship wasn't really the thing I was focused on right now.
She had solid fundantals, and with ti, her technique would naturally mature.
But aura control was directly linked to one’s realm—so it had to be observed carefully.
"Still got a ways to go."
"You've got to be kidding ."
I flicked her sword with a finger, throwing off her trajectory, and she gritted her teeth and pushed forward.
Her basic execution followed textbook form quite well.
Alright, let’s see how she handles so unpredictability.
I carefully tracked her blade, which mixed real and feint attacks in a continuous stream.
Then, I lightly swung the wooden sword and struck the part of her blade where the aura was flowing strongest, disrupting the flow.
“Urgh?!”
Her sword wobbled violently, as if it might fly from her hand—her flustered reaction was obvious.
Still, maybe because of the near-real combat training she’d undergone, she quickly retreated to reestablish her aura.
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