The grand Life Leaf Tower holds the knowledge and wisdom accumulated by the Elf Clan for generations.
Honestly, aside from the Tower of Truth, this is perhaps the place most coveted by Mages.
When Lette saw this library, boasting a terrifying amount of books, he couldn’t help but ponder.
Isn’t there a way to transfer all these collections into his own Holy Wisdom Cloud Library?
While enriching the reserves, this could also allow better application of this knowledge.
The more the Holy Wisdom Cloud Library and the Holy Truth Magic Ring are used, the more reliant the Mage community becos, enhancing the Divine Court’s dominion and authority over the world.
It must be said, the Mage group is the most prone to causing trouble amongst all paths of advancent.
Even a slight lapse could cause major issues.
If this group can remain compliant without wasting their drive for innovation and developnt, nothing could be better.
Lette mused as he followed his little admirer, Rosadina, into the tower.
To his surprise, the decorations and layout of the Life Leaf were of supre natural style.
Everything inside, from chairs and tables to stairs and chandeliers, were all Magic Plants.
The first ti seeing such a dreamlike scene, Emily’s eyes widened.
She glanced around excitedly, enjoying herself thoroughly.
Lette toured the area with hands behind his back and couldn’t help but exclaim: "I didn’t expect the Elves to reach such a level in the study of Magic Plants.
Intricate yet elegant, it truly embodies the style of your clan."
Lilith, after looking around, suddenly smiled: "This reminds of the Immortal King in Hell. His palace is full of bones and flesh, using various organs as furniture and decor.
Quite similar in an eerie way."
"Similar in what way? It sounds terrifying!"
"Huh? A guy like you who keeps the Blood Flesh Evil God as a pet has the nerve to say that? Isn’t your God of Flesh feast equally effective?"
Lette fondled his chin: "Seems like that’s indeed the case..."
"Rosadina, you’ve co."
As they spoke, a woman in a light green robe gracefully descended, holding the Elf Princess in her arms.
"Oh, my little Rosadina, it’s been a long ti since you visited ."
"Teacher Siris, let go, I can hardly breathe."
Rosadina waved her hands helplessly, unable to free herself from the embrace.
As the scene seed to verge on an accidental smothering, a sudden fierce killing intent emanated from Lette, startling everyone present, including Lette himself.
"Don’t look at like that, it’s not ..."
Before Lette finished speaking, a faint light flashed in his hand, the Dragon Slayer’s Lant appeared, automatically targeting the woman in front of him.
The woman yelped in fright, releasing Rosadina, and stood there trembling.
"Calm your anger, my Lord! Please, calm your anger!"
Rosadina hadn’t expected Lette to suddenly get angry and hurried to shield her teacher: "She’s a friend of mine, my childhood ntor!
She ans no harm! We’re just playing around."
"Your teacher... doesn’t have Dragon blood, does she?"
"Huh! How did you know that, my Lord? She indeed has a quarter Dragon bloodline, and it’s the rare Elf Dragon."
Lette single-handedly gripped the Dragon Slayer’s Lant, suppressing the agitation with great force and then putting it away.
"Sorry, this sword has a bit of an obsession with Dragons."
Once the killing intent was completely suppressed, Siris, with the Elf Dragon bloodline, finally heaved a sigh of relief.
"What an awful weapon, standing there, I feel as if even my soul is tingling in pain."
She circled Lette several tis: "Sir, could you show the sword again?"
"Are you out of your mind?"
Rosadina forced an awkward smile: "Sorry, my Lord. My teacher has a bad habit of having an irresistible curiosity for unknowns.
For things she’s curious about, she’ll stop at nothing to understand.
Because of this, she’s caused quite a bit of trouble in the past.
For the safety of the entire Elf Clan, my mother ordered her to reflect here in the Life Leaf and not leave.
Teacher, this is Saint Wright of the Holy Light Church! A person of high status and power!
You mustn’t act rudely!
Yet Siris, after circling Lette, then gazed intently at the two girls beside him.
"Demon! Such a powerful Demon, but sowhat peculiar. Truly piques one’s curiosity! Huh, this little girl, why does she have the sa All Magic talent as our Elf Clan?
No, it seems sowhat different.
Her soul is extrely pure and vast, yet tainted with misfortune and sorrow.
Poor child, you seem to bear a huge and wicked curse.
But it appears you have gained much from this curse.
Tut tut, truly lantable."
Lette beca intrigued: "Lady Siris, I didn’t expect you to glean so much information with just a glance.
Quite remarkable."
"But I... why can’t I see through you? Sir, you... make feel afraid."
Lette laughed heartily: "There’s no need for that, as long as you don’t stand against , or block my path, I’m sure we can be great friends.
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