Elf Kingdom: Game of the World Tree

Chapter 115: Chapter 115: Human Caravan

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“These bandits! Liars!”

“They actually dared to steal Lord Mairrel’s treasure while he was away,” the Little Black Dragon thought.

The Little Black Dragon was furious, and the consequences were severe.

It did not hesitate and immediately flapped its wings, flying up to rush back to its castle to defend its treasure to the death.

However, just as it dashed out of the town, a familiar and obnoxious voice echoed in its mind:

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“If you wish to become part of someone else’s dragon-slaying legend, then go ahead and return on your own.”

Mairrel halted.

It looked towards the direction of the temple, its eyes bloodshot:

“What do you mean?”

The voice sighed,

“The Divine Favored of the God of Winter and Hunting has arrived, possessing the strength of the Lower Gold. My clansmen have already encountered him.”

The Divine Favored!

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Mairrel’s pupils contracted slightly.

Having witnessed Eve’s tactics, it had already developed a fear of the power of True Gods.

“Since they dared to tamper with your things, they surely wouldn’t fear your return. Perhaps they’re even waiting for your return. The title of Dragon Slayer is a badge of honor for many intelligent beings.”

Eve continued to coax.

While she suspected the truth was likely that the Half-Beast thought Mairrel had died, she figured it was enough to manipulate the Little Black Dragon.

“How dare they! Mairrel will surely eat them!” the Little Black Dragon declared in anger.

“I suspect Uller’s interest in dragons is even greater than mine. If he becomes intrigued, think about it,” she said. “His dominion, after all, includes ‘hunting,'” Eve continued.

In reality, though the Night Prowler was of Lower Gold, Mairrel was a dragon.

Dragons were nearly invincible at the same rank, and the Blood Clan had always been weak in direct combat…

If the Little Black Dragon faced him, without the Night Prowler borrowing Divine Power, Eve estimated it would be a stalemate, at least capable of escaping.

But that didn’t stop Eve from using Uller to frighten it.

Hearing these words, the Little Black Dragon wilted at once.

It remembered the humiliation and fear of being captured by this Evil God.

It did not wish to undergo such an ordeal again.

“I am a mortal enemy of Uller. If you submit to me, I will dispatch my clansmen to help you retrieve your treasure,” Eve proposed.

“The mask of the Half-Beasts has been torn off. I trust you don’t still see them as friendly creatures, do you? As for their believers, I’ve no doubt Uller’s temperament you can imagine somewhat.”

Eve continued to coax.

After hearing her words, Mairrel was silent.

*Truth be told, this Evil God had been pretty good to it. If there were another True God, Mairrel really couldn’t be sure what would happen to him.*

*Besides, those Half-Beasts dared to target its treasure!*

*Any creature daring to steal a dragon’s treasure was an enemy of the dragon!*

*It really had misunderstood those guys!*

*Perhaps… this mysterious True God was right, it was deceived by the Half-Beasts.*

*When it thought of how life had been since the True God captured it, barring its movements but allowing it to live in the town with food, drink, flattery, and massages…*

*Compared to its former life…*

Mairrel was somewhat tempted.

*Perhaps… it wasn’t too bad?*

“If you help me retrieve my treasure, Mairrel might not be unwilling to stand on your… your side,” the Little Black Dragon said, turning its head arrogantly.

“Of course,” Eve replied with a smile.

With the True God’s confirmation, Mairrel breathed a sigh of relief.

It struggled briefly before coming to a decision.

The Little Black Dragon then descended from the sky and slightly bowed its head towards the statue:

“Then… Your True Grace, please tell Mairrel your true name.”

“Eve Yggdrasil!”

The ethereal holy voice reverberated in Mairrel’s heart.

Yggdrasil?

Mairrel was slightly taken aback.

*”Yggdrasil… this name… why does it sound so familiar…”* Mairrel murmured.

“Yggdrasil…”

Suddenly, the Little Black Dragon raised its head, its dragon face full of excitement and shock:

“World Tree! You… no, you are the World Tree! The World Tree that opposes the wicked Black Dragon Nidhogg!”

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When Bento woke up again, he discovered he was tightly bound with ropes, even a cloth gag over his mouth.

He furrowed his brow slightly, instinctively trying to break free, only to find that the ropes seemed very special, capable of restraining his power.

Roughly glancing around, he realized he was confined within a space that resembled a cargo box.

It was dark all around, and the entire space was swaying slightly.

The cargo box was wooden, with gaps that allowed him to see outside.

Bento leaned closer and, through the gaps, saw a forest outside, with the scenery continuously moving backward.

At the same time, he also saw several fully armed human mercenaries escorting the cargo box as they moved forward…

Cargo box? Cart? Humans?

*Something stirred within him.*

Just then, the sound of rustling came from beside him, and Bento cautiously turned his head, seeing another petite figure.

It was another bound female elf, leaning against the goods and sleeping soundly, her long eyelashes fluttering slightly.

*NPC?* Bento furrowed his brow slightly.

He remained silent for a moment, then closed his eyes and opened the chat interface in the game system.

When he entered the interface, he found his messages were flooded, all from his party members:

“Bento! Where are you? You didn’t get captured by that weird guy we saw, did you?”

“Bento, message us when you log back in!”

“The Black Dragon has been subdued by the Goddess. He’s preparing to lead everyone to destroy the Half-Beasts’ base!”

“Captain, there’s a new main quest!”

“We’ve gone to get the quest; join us when you log back in.”

*A new main quest?* Bento paused.

He checked the quest system, indeed finding a new one, [Destroy the Half-Beast Base].

He hesitated for a moment, accepted the quest, and then applied to join the party.

Unlike other online games, in “Elf Kingdom,” players automatically left parties upon disconnection, requiring rejoining upon logging back in.

As soon as Bento rejoined the party, the channel buzzed with activity:

“Captain! You finally logged in!”

“Where were you? Why were you offline for so long?”

“Come to Elf Town, we’re gathering to start a big raid! This time the Black Dragon’s leading!”

“Not sure what the Goddess did, but that lazy dragon who only knows how to eat roast meat suddenly became very diligent and submitted immediately.”

“Haha, I heard the Half-Beasts raided Mairrel’s lair, the Little Black Dragon is fuming.”

After reading the others’ messages, Bento thought for a moment and replied:

“I couldn’t log in earlier; now it seems I’ve been captured by humans.”

The teammates were astonished:

“Captured?”

“What the hell! Wait… Humans?! Did you encounter humans, Bento?!”

“Huh? Bento, your coordinates are so far away! And slowly moving…”

“Hidden storyline! This must be a hidden storyline!”

Then, Bento suddenly heard the humans outside start chatting:

“Hey, today’s luck is amazing. We not only made a fortune from the Half-Beasts but also picked up an injured elf on the way!”

“Sold so many magic materials at a high price in one go, plus the two elves, we’re gonna be rich this time!”

“After this job, I’m applying for retirement from the guild. Hehe, I’m not young anymore, and I’ve saved enough to settle down.”

“Jealous… This is just my second escort. By the way, weren’t the Half-Beast tribes always very poor? Why’d they suddenly have so much money?”

“You wouldn’t know. I heard they raided a Black Dragon’s lair…”

“Daring! Don’t they fear retaliation?”

“Heh, having done so, I assume the Black Dragon was already taken care of?”

“And why’d they buy so many magic materials? Those are for mages, not their burly kind… Hmph, they were desperate for us to leave after selling the goods, no idea what they’re up to.”

“Hehe, you’re asking the right person! I overheard the guild’s mage talking about it; apparently, the Half-Beasts bought materials for cross-dimensional summoning… Hehe, they’re followers of the Hunting God. This time, the True God must have plans against some unlucky power, maybe… the elves!”

“Summoning the Divine Envoy again? Tsk tsk, daring… These decades, it’s been the Half-Beasts making the most noise, with the God of Winter and Hunting expanding his influence, unafraid of provoking other churches…”

“Why care so much? It’s not the human realm here; the more chaos, the better, means more money for us!”

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