The magical aura in this forest indicates that it is far from being as ordinary and peaceful as it appears on the surface.
This forest is actually a defensive structure; if an enemy invades, it will certainly undergo astonishing changes.
The current tranquility is more like a slumber, silent and still.
Herag and Bain followed the path, traversing through the dark, silent forest.
About half an hour later, they finally erged from the forest.
As they exited the forest, a row of wooden houses ca into view in the distance.
This place looked like a village, and at the very heart of it stood the sky-obscuring World Tree.
When Herag saw the World Tree, he felt a strange sensation, as if he were connected to it in so way.
At this mont, a mber of the Elf Race’s Guard Team noticed Herag and appeared swiftly before the two.
"Level 1 Crystalization Wizard..." Herag sensed the aura of the guard before him, recognizing their significant strength.
Entering here was a great risk for Herag; even leaving aside figures like the chief or elders, just the mbers of the Guard Team were not sothing he could handle alone.
But he had to co, both to complete a mission and for so personal gains.
Seeing Bain’s reaction, Herag was essentially convinced that his idea was correct.
After activating the Bloodline Mark, he indeed beca a pure Royal Elf.
The bloodline doesn’t lie; he truly had the Royal Elf Bloodline, leaving Bain no room for disbelief.
"Who might you be?" The guard hesitated a bit, as he could sense the Royal Elf Bloodline aura on Herag.
However, since he hadn’t received any prior notification, he was uncertain about how to proceed.
"My na is Sebastian Older, take to see your chief," Herag said softly.
"Older!"
Bain and the guard both felt a jolt in their hearts.
They knew all too well what the surna Older represented.
In Miracle Valley, most elves live their entire lives without seeing a Royal Elf, just hearing the na.
Now seeing him with their own eyes, they both felt a bit nervous inside.
The guard led Herag and Bain toward a small wooden house, situated directly beneath the World Tree, the imnse canopy looming overhead.
Occasionally, stars were visible through the gaps in the canopy.
Along the way, many elves cast curious glances; strangers were rare here.
The aura Herag exuded was not concealed at all, and upon sensing it, these elves instinctively lowered their heads and diverted their gaze, not daring to stare too long.
This naturally noble bloodline aura made them too awed to speak loudly.
As Herag walked, he quickly scanned the terrain, noting suitable places to plant teleport coordinates.
The placent of these coordinates was crucial, they couldn’t be too close to the World Tree.
If too close, it would seem suspicious.
Herag, as a Level 1 Gaseous Wizard, it was inconceivable he could plant teleport coordinates near the World Tree and leave unscathed.
Setting the teleport coordinates in the forest area was the most logical choice.
This way, he could complete the task without Herag’s performance drawing too much attention.
After all, just infiltrating the outskirts theoretically allowed for many thods.
To penetrate deeply or even directly plant teleport coordinates beneath the World Tree would be too outrageous and unreasonable.
Getting closer to the World Tree, occasionally so drooping branches surrounded the area.
These branches stretched from the World Tree’s limbs, hanging down close to the ground.
The elves never trimd these branches, always walking around them without damaging a single one.
To them, the World Tree is like a mother, a presence they must protect.
In the distance, the wooden house where the chief lived, situated beneath the World Tree.
The wooden door opened, and an elderly elf walked out, gazing deeply at Herag.
As Herag approached, the chief asked, sowhat puzzled, "And you are...?"
"Sebastian Older," Herag introduced himself concisely.
"Ah, Prince Sebastian!" The chief slightly bowed in respect.
Even though the chief had never been near the World Mother Tree, he was well-acquainted with the Royal Family’s hierarchy and its mbers.
Sebastian was Chatiya’s elder brother, known as the Fourth Prince among the Royal Elves of this generation, while Chatiya held the title of Seventh Princess.
The chief, being a Magic Master level caster and Level 3 Wizard level power, was even more sensitive to bloodline aura; it was unmistakable that the bloodline on Herag was genuinely that of a Royal Elf.
After Herag stated his na, the chief naturally believed him.
"What important matter brings you here, Prince?" the chief asked.
Herag did not rush to answer, glancing at Bain and the others behind him.
"You all may leave," the chief instructed.
Bain and the others quickly departed.
On the way back, Bain felt incredibly excited inside.
Prince!
Prince Sebastian!
Who would have thought Bain would one day see the Prince with his own eyes, and even bring him to et the chief.
Bain was exhilarated, feeling he now had sothing to boast about in the future.
After all, I know Prince Sebastian personally!
Herag daring to pose as Sebastian was due to possessing sufficient information.
Chatiya, being his servant, had told him many things about the Elf Race.
Royal Elves held an absolutely supre status.
Other tribal elves would never dare defy or disrespect Royal Elves in the slightest.
Moreover, they were inherently bound to obey and protect Royal Elves.
Royal Elves grew up beneath the World Mother Tree, the most venerable existence in the heart of the Elf Race.
When Chatiya was initially imprisoned as an ordinary elf, not a single elf revealed her true identity.
Even facing defilent, they kept Chatiya’s identity secret to the very end.
This was all because they were born with the duty to protect Royal Elves.
Elves from remote tribes like Miracle Valley rarely, if ever, had the chance to see a Royal Elf in their lifeti.
The roles of chief and elders in Miracle Valley usually stayed within it most of the ti.
Even if they had visited the World Mother Tree in the past, it was likely many years ago.
And back then, Sebastian, like Chatiya, was young, naturally having undergone significant changes in appearance.
Therefore, the sole risk of this operation was if the chief had recently t Sebastian; that would endanger Herag.
However, this probability was extrely low, and after thorough consideration of the Elf Race’s information and customs, Herag decided to take this risk.
Fortuitously, the chief of the Miracle Valley Elf Race had indeed never t Sebastian, nor had he visited the World Mother Tree.
He rely knew so information regarding Royal Elf mbers.
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