Above the Dark Night Forest, Chatiya rode on the Griffin, feeling the breeze on her face.
The speed of the Griffin was very fast, and there should have been a strong wind, but it was blocked by the Magic enchanted on the Griffin.
Chatiya glanced below; the Dark Night Forest was still the familiar appearance, seemingly unchanged, remaining so tranquil for hundreds and thousands of years.
After flying above the Dark Night Forest for most of the day and crossing one mountain range after another, they arrived at the settlent of the Elf Race.
It was still the Dark Night Forest here, with towering ancient trees growing everywhere.
But unlike the outskirts of the Dark Night Forest, various wooden houses were scattered throughout the forest, and occasionally so Elves could be seen moving below.
When the Griffin Group flew overhead, these Elves would look up and cross their hands over their chests, then bow in salute.
For Chatiya and her group, this was not the destination; there were still one or two days of journey ahead.
The areas below were just districts where common Elves lived and moved; the Elf Royal Family was still deep within the distant Dark Night Forest.
Chatiya looked to the horizon, where a giant silhouette of a tree stood, that was the World Mother Tree.
Even from such a distant place, one could feel the enormity of this World Tree.
Chatiya rembered, the World Mother Tree almost seed to grow straight into the sky, with no sight of where its canopy was.
It is heard that once a warrior of the Elf Race climbed the World Tree, wanting to reach the highest point.
However, that warrior climbed for a full five years without reaching the top of the World Tree.
After reaching a certain height, he was blocked by so unknown power and could not continue further.
Under normal circumstances, the height climbed in five years should have reached outer space, yet even the top of the World Tree was not reached.
Chatiya had never seriously thought about these things before; growing up under the World Tree, it was hard to notice these.
She gazed at the World Tree on the horizon, pondering how tall it really was and what kind of place its top truly was.
On the other side, Herag also saw this gigantic silhouette of the World Tree through the perspective of the Gods.
This World Tree was the most crucial existence in the entire Elf Plane, theoretically the strongest entity in this plane.
Herag gazed at the World Mother Tree and instinctively felt so apprehension, a wave of pressure coming over him.
This was an invisible pressure emitted from a super individual, a pressure that Elves like Chatiya would not feel, instead, they would only find it comforting.
Herag, not in Elf Form, was thus able to directly feel this pressure.
The World Tree was not adept at combat, though that was relative to beings of the sa level.
To soone like Herag, a Level 2 Wizard, the World Tree was an exalted existence, absolutely not sothing Herag could contend against.
Let alone Herag, even the Expedition Team from the Wizard Plane only dared target branches of the World Tree, not daring to touch the World Mother Tree a bit.
The Griffin Group continued their journey above the Dark Night Forest, stopping every so often to rest in the Elf Villages below.
...
Two days later.
The Griffin Group landed on this extrely vast platform, approximately the size of four or five football fields.
This was one of the branches of the World Tree.
As Chatiya’s feet stepped onto the familiar ground, she gazed at the nurous palaces constructed on the World Tree in the distance, and tears imdiately welled up in her eyes.
At this mont, she felt imnsely grateful to have t Herag.
If soone else had bought her back then, she would have had no chance of returning here and might have experienced sothing very tragic.
Upon Chatiya’s arrival, the waiting Elves around her knelt on one knee; these were the guards of the Elf Royal Family, each with strong auras.
At this ti, a young man with a full head of golden hair and a handso face walked over, it was none other than the fourth prince of the Elf Royal Family, Prince Sebastian.
"Mother!" Sebastian first greeted Alina, then looked at Chatiya, "Xiao Qi, you have finally returned, it’s good that you’re alright."
"Brother!" When Chatiya saw the familiar Sebastian and these once familiar people, her heart finally found so peace.
A feeling surged in her heart, the feeling of being ho.
Sebastian was the person Herag had impersonated back then, successfully fooling the Elves of Miracle Valley with his identity.
"Where are our older brother and sister?" Chatiya asked.
This generation of the Elf Royal Family had seven offspring in total, with Chatiya being the youngest.
Ahead of her were five older brothers and one older sister.
"Big brother and second brother went out to deal with the troubles on the Wizard’s side, Sana ventured out years ago, and hasn’t heard of your return yet. It’s just and your third brother here now." Sebastian said.
Chatiya showed so regret on her face, unable to imdiately see these dear ones.
Noticing her expression, Sebastian said, "It’s alright, once they get the news they should rush back quickly, with the war with the Wizards now gradually easing off, there won’t be any major moves in the short term. Now that you’ve returned, no one can hurt you anymore."
On a giant branch of the World Tree, a grand palace was built, looking from afar like a piece of art.
This was the place where Chatiya once lived, her old residence.
Now, important figures of the Elf Royal Family who could arrive had almost all gathered in the palace.
"Are you saying that after being bought by that Wizard, he sent you back?" A middle-aged man with a face full of authority sat next to Chatiya, asking.
Unintentionally stern, his look towards Chatiya was filled with love.
This was Randy Older, the Elf King of the royal family, the current Elf King.
In the present Elf Plane, he was the most powerful person.
Chatiya nodded, "The lord treated well and never hard ."
Herag had thought this through before, believing that fabrications would always have loopholes, and would not withstand scrutiny, so it’s better to tell the truth, withholding so private information.
He hadn’t hard Chatiya and had taken good care of her, so there was no need to feel guilty.
Thus, when Chatiya recounted her experiences, it was almost indistinguishable from the actual events.
But Chatiya telling the story was one thing, and whether others believed it was another.
"Don’t trust Wizards easily, they are cunning, sinister, and bloody; what you are seeing is just a facade." Alina said.
After listening to Chatiya, she didn’t disbelieve her daughter’s words.
But Alina didn’t think Herag was so kind-hearted as Chatiya described, he must have so sche.
And it was for this sche that the Wizard deliberately showed such a good-person facade, to gain Chatiya’s trust.
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