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Chapter 96 – State Guests of Elvenheim (2)

'State guests!' They were only two words, but everyone's complexion changed significantly.

So far, Elvenheim had accepted other the delegates countries, but it was nothing more than a procedure for trading with outsiders. In a true sense, Elvenheim had never treated the delegates of even one country as state guests.

Kurt III was the only one who maintained a calm composure. "Hrmm, state guests."

No, that was just on the surface. He didn't know Elvenheim would do this. At best, he thought that the number of trade items or the range of activities in the Great Forest would increase. Was Edwin saying that they would be allowed into Elvenheim's borders, where no one else had been let into? That, more than anything else, was worth considering.

"Sir Edwin, can I take your words to mean that Elvenheim is accepting a delegation?"

"Yes, that's right."

"Is it on the outskirts of the Great Forest again?"

Edwin shook his head with a wry smile. "No. We can't treat guests like that. The meeting will take a little longer, but Elvenheim has decided to welcome Theodore's companions in front of the world tree."

"The world tree at the heart of the Great Forest…"

"Yes, our parent tree."

After hearing this confirmed, Kurt II raised the value of this mission by three stages.

Elves couldn't tell lies. It wasn't due to beliefs or superstition. Those who danced and sung with nature would lose their power when they lied. Consequently, elves who lost their affinities due to lying were regarded as sinners in their society and expelled from the clan.

As a master, Edwin's binding was several times stronger. He might lose all his power just from speaking a few words of lies. So, Edwin's assertion was, in itself, evidence.

"How many people can accompany Theodore?" Kurt III asked calmly as he envisioned a few ambassadors.

"The fewer the better. If there is an attacker like last time, the escort will be difficult with a large number of people."

"Well, that is definitely tricky."

"Ah! There is one thing I forgot to tell you." Edwin's next words made his complex thoughts more disturbed. "The closer it is to the world tree in the center of the Great Forest, the higher the concentration of mana. A body that isn't properly trained won't be able to endure it."

"What is the level?"

"On the basis of a magician… they must be at least the 5th Circle."

"Then most of the court are eliminated," Kurt III muttered quietly and looked around.

Some of the court officials could use magic, but none of them had reached beyond the 'wall' of the 5th Circle. Some were busy with their duties, others regarded magic as self-defense or a hobby, and the rest spent years or decades hitting against the wall. If they needed five circles, it looked like a minimum of Superior ranked magicians could be sent on the mission.

"…It is hard since the staff is too scarce.��

This needed more than just a magician but a political magician. If he dispatched fighters from the magic towers, it was clear they would return empty handed with chicken or fruits they had been given, or they might just go sightseeing. Half of those who met the criteria had died in the last convoy. However, if he sent the rest, there wouldn't be enough left in the kingdom.

If possible, he wanted to send a tower master, but… "Veronica."

Edwin's complexion subtly changed at the name. "Y-Your Majesty!"

"…As expected, she can't?"

"I'm sorry, but please refrain from allowing her to join the delegation."

It was funny to see a master so freaked out, but he had a reason to be. Meltor and Elvenheim were close enough to have a history of commerce and trade, among which Veronica had visited the Great Forest with a delegation. Her combat power was a surefire safeguard, so the danger level would be like the front yard of a mansion. However, that caused a problem when she approached Elvenheim.

There were elementals guarding the exterior of Elvenheim and the boundaries of the world tree, which amplified the power of the elementals. However, they started to burn as soon as Veronica's power reached them.

"It wasn't a deliberate destruction, so we let it go at the time. However, we can't endure a second time." Edwin started sweating at the memory of that day.

However, Veronica was offended by the cautious refusal and shouted at him, "Hey! Why are you blaming me when your grass is poor?"

"T-That isn't it…"

"Then what is it? I will use a breath on top of the world tree!"

Edwin knew the real nature of her words, so he turned pale. If that happened, both countries were likely to suffer catastrophic damage.

Kurt III forgot about maintaining his expressions and tried to stop her, but Theo was one beat quicker. It was better to call her by something which would catch her attention. "Calm down, Sister."

"I will burn down the world tree and everything… Huh?"

When Veronica paused for a moment at the magic word, Theo pulled her into his arms and held her in place. The sight of the Red Tower Master, the god of destruction in Meltor, being defeated was met with applause.

While she tried to get Theo to call her that again, Kurt III quickly changed the topic. Inwardly, he decided to give Theo a few more rewards.

Unexpectedly, one of the interior ministers stood up and recommended someone, "Your Majesty, what about the Blue Tower Master?"

"I want to do that but…" However, Kurt III shook his head. "Blundell is currently heading to stop the flooding in the eastern rice fields. For the time being, he can't return to the capital."

"Then how about the elders of the magic towers?"

"We have to hurry to fill in the lacking manpower. There are a few elders who are being treated for old age, but we can't send them." Kurt III could recall a few people from missions, but he didn't want to see the possible harm that would occur in those areas as a result.

After that, a light debate started. Disputes arose between nobles who wanted their magicians to join and those who didn't care. At this rate, it wouldn't come to a conclusion in a few days.

Kurt III decided to take some damage and opened his mouth to speak.

However, a man suddenly appeared in the room. "If you don't have the right person, I will go Your Majesty."

It was a masked man wearing white robes. Mouths dropped open as the people in the room realized his arrival.

"White Tower Master?!"

Unlike the Yellow Tower Master who didn't reveal his identity, the name of the White Tower Master was well known. The best space magician was floating in the air. Orta, the White Tower Master, slowly descended to the ground and fell to one knee.

Kurt III beckoned for him to rise and said, "You've just returned from Genga, Orta."

"Yes."

"I thought you would take two more days, but you were much faster. This is a happy miscalculation."

It was as Kurt III said.

As one of Meltor's strongest magicians, he could believe in the skills of the tower masters. The each of them might have flaws in their personality, but he could overlook such minor things as part of their charm. The White Tower Master was the most active tower master when it came to missions, and he handled everything with utmost care.

"Good, this mission will be entrusted to Orta. Gather applicants from each magic tower. They have to be magicians of at least the 5th Circle. Don't go beyond 10 people."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

"And Theodore Miller."

Theodore, who held Veronica in his arms with half resignation, responded to the call as he escaped from the dangerous embrace with a regretful feeling. Kurt III looked Theo up and down and asked a question which didn't make sense, "How is your body?"

"Huh? Oh, it is good. Your Majesty."

"Is that so? I heard that your condition wasn't good. It was around a month ago, so I don���t know about these days."

Theo realized the meaning of the question after hearing 'a month ago.'

'The side effects from the Sensitivity Amplifier, His Majesty was aware of them.'

However, the presence of the Sensitivity Amplifier was a secret, so the king had to ask in a roundabout way. Theo was already planning to give his all in the mission, but he became more motivated by such care.

Fortunately, his ability to use no-casting had already passed the minimum point where it could be used in a fight. If he wanted to aim for more than this, he would have to polish it off in a fight, not in practice.

'Elvenheim, the Great Forest and the world tree.'

For Theo who needed a new opportunity to cross the wall of the 6th Circle, this invitation was a great opportunity.

"There are no problems, your Majesty. Please don't hesitate to send me."

"…I see." Kurt III smiled at the confident answer and nodded. Theo was someone who never let Kurt III down. If so, it was the king's role to trust him.

Kurt III understood that the story was now completed and got up from the throne, with everyone standing up after him.

Before everyone, the Meltor king declared, "Today is the moment when I declare that new possibilities have opened in the relations between Meltor and Elvenheim! There will be a delegation centered around the hero, Theodore Miller, and I will only allow you to discuss it once diplomatic relations have been re-established!"

"Yes! Your Majesty!" The people responded.

"And this mission's representative, Theodore Miller!"

'Isn't the White Tower Master the representative?'

"Yes, Your Majesty!" Theodore barely maintained his expressionless face as he waited for his king on one knee. He was inwardly nervous, but they were personal words. It was toward Theodore and no one else.

"At a young age, you will bear honour as well as a heavy burden. However, I believe that you will be Meltor's light. Please remember that you are the main character of this diplomatic mission to Elvenheim."

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

"On this mission, I will grant you the same authority as the White Tower Master. Don't hesitate to speak what you think!"

Theo bowed and answered as firmly as possible, "I, Theodore Miller, will do as Your Majesty commands!"

He had become more familiar with the increasing burden on his shoulders.

Someone had said this, 'A person's footsteps is as deep as the weight of the load they are carrying on their back. If the person doesn't fall along the way, they will be strongly conditioned. It is a hundred times better to be overwhelmed than to not receive any expectations.'

Before all the influential people of the magic kingdom of Meltor, Theo embraced his task in a dignified manner.

Chapter 97 – State Guests of Elvenheim (3)

The news of the mission to Elvenheim spread through the magic towers and the Magic Society.

The king had commanded them to be silent about it, but it was unavoidable in order to find magicians to participate in the mission. Anyway, the number of Superior magicians currently in Mana-vil was less than 100, so there was little chance of it leaking onto the streets.

However, those who heard the news were ecstatic.

"At present, there are 93 Superior magicians remaining in Mana-vil, of which 71 are willing to participate in the delegation. Of the remaining, 13 wanted to apply but had to give up due to their circumstances," Vince smiled wryly as he explained the craze raging inside the Magic Society.

Elvenhein was the holy land of the elves where humans weren't allowed to step foot in, so the ability to explore that mysterious world pulled out desire even from magicians. Even if it wasn't a major expedition, it was worth going into the heart of the Great Forest.

The magicians of the magic towers were always thirsty for stimulation.

"…It is very noisy."

"Who wouldn't want to go? It may not be exposed to the outside, but it is currently an unbearable situation where people are mobilizing all types of bribes or stories."

Elvenheim was a mystical land overflowing with elementals and mana. So far, the kingdom of the elves had never been exposed. It was a sanctuary where six high elves were staying. If the magicians could see the hidden secrets, they would be able to jump years or decades in understanding.

Some people wanted to cross the 'wall,' while others wanted to acquire new research material. Magicians with their own purpose tried to show their worth to the White Tower Master, Orta.

In a sense, Kurt III had made the best judgment when he entrusted the recruitment to the White Tower Master. If it were Theodore who didn't know politics, who knew what would happen?

"Hoo… It might seem a little pathetic, but I'm glad I don't have that role."

"Haha, it is true for me as well. If you were to act as the screening officer, I wouldn't even have time to talk to you."

There was a difference in treatment of a Superior ranked magician and a tower master. Needless to say, it was much easier to approach a Superior magician with a bribe than a tower master. Kurt III had considered this, which was why he hadn't given Theodore the authority.

Vince explained up to there and got up. "I should go. There isn't much time left until the interview?"

"Interview?"

"It is the instruction from the White Tower Master. He told us to summarize what national interest we can obtain from Elvenheim."

In the end, Theodore couldn't help laughing. "Aren't you busy with your study of the ancient language?"

"Well, shouldn't I get fresh air sometimes? Besides, I may be able to find some clues in Elvenheim. If you think about it, elves are like witnesses of history, so it is a reasonable conclusion."

Vince's words weren't wrong. Elves lived more than three times as long as humans, so Theo couldn't deny the possibility that records of ancient languages could be left in Elvenheim's library.

However, Theo didn't nod and whispered to Vince who was standing stiffly, "Master, isn't that an excuse?"

"Uhuh! I like intelligent disciples, but disciples who are sharp are uncomfortable."

In a word, Theo was correct. The two people looked at each other and laughed. Then Vince headed for his private room. Just as he was about to move away from Theo, he looked back like he thought of something.

"That reminds me, I saw that the child is participating in the application as well. Her interview papers are well prepared, so she may surprisingly pass."

"That child…?"

"Sylvia."

Indeed, a genius who had reached the 5th Circle before 20 years old was entitled to apply for this mission. Sylvia had been helping with his training for a month, but a genius was a genius. She had prepared enough to apply for the mission.

Theo nodded with admiration, but Vince sighed lightly at his reaction.

"That kid still has a long way to go. This is why the parties…"

"Yes?"

"No, it is nothing. It isn't a story that a third party should be talking about." Vince let it pass and returned to his room.

Theodore remained alone in his private room and didn't think about anything.

* * *

Exactly three days afterwards, the White Tower Master verified the reasoning and capabilities of the magicians, and ruthlessly dismissed them.

Magicians were scholars who sought to explore the mysteries of magic, so senior magicians held a lot of knowledge. As a tower master, it wasn't surprising that Orta's amount of knowledge was already equivalent to a few libraries.

"Gathering wild herbs for the purpose of breeding. I'm sorry, but the B2-Mandragora doesn't grow in the Great Forest. Maybe you should study more herbs in the western swamps."

"P-Please forgive me once!"

"Exploring elemental magic at Elvenheim? It is reasonable, but don't you know that elves abhor the act of enchanting elementals? This isn't an exploration but a mission. Dismissed."

"T-That…"

Orta didn't miss the manipulation of research data and also knew lesser known elven customs. He had a wider range of knowledge, and his ability to conduct himself was better than that of any other tower master.

Magicians who were stupid enough to prepare in Orta's vicinity and those who made mistakes were sent away by Orta. Fortunately, Theo's acquaintances didn't fall into such cases.

Theodore received the list of names a few hours before departure and found two names on it. "Red Tower, Vince Haidel… and Blue Tower's Sylvia Adruncus."

Both were amazing. They had competed with over 70 magicians of the same rank and won. Vince had accumulated his experience, while Sylvia was younger than 20. Wouldn't the eliminated magicians be grabbing their wine bottles by now?

Then at that moment…

[Hoing!] Mitra sprang up from a pot on the window, flew into the air, and hit Theodore's cheek. Mitra emerged lost in thought, so she was also surprised.

"Wah, Mitra?���

However, Theo didn't get a chance to ask as his senses stirred. There was a presence which couldn't be ignored by his sixth sense. It seemed to be both here and nowhere. This was different from Veronica, but the presence was so great that it was hard to ignore.

If he had to express it in words, the presence was close to a non-materialized elemental. Theo's logic grasped the identity of the person before his intuition did. "Sir Edwin?"

He opened the door and pretended to be surprised.

"…Ah, excuse me. I don't know about etiquette, so…"

"You can come inside. Next time, tap lightly on the door a few times."

"Ah! Is that called 'knocking'?" Edwin responded as he entered through the door. Unlike his mysterious appearance, he seemed different when he was not facing the king and nobles.

Edwin crossed the threshold carefully and sat on a chair according to Theo's instructions. Then he gazed at Theo with glowing eyes. "I'm sorry for seeing you separately so late. I wanted to come find you on the first day, but my duties slowed my steps. I am glad to see you like this."

"It is a pleasure to meet you. Then…" Theodore asked without hiding his expression, "Why are you acting so polite? From my perspective, Sir Edwin's attitude is a little burdensome."

"Huh? Is that so?" However, Edwin's response was more surprising. He stared at Theo blankly with an expression indicating that he didn't understand. "You don't have to be burdened. You are the strength and grace that rescued Ellenoa! The saviour of one of Arv's blood isn't lacking at all."

"No, that isn't…"

"I don't know about human customs, but it is natural for us to treat you with such honour. Please understand."

It was a culture shock, so Theo didn't know what to do.

From his point of view, a master level person was able to flaunt their position in any country. The possession of that sort of strength could break through any social structure like identity, rank, or wealth! Theo had never dreamed that such a transcendental being would act like this toward him.

It seemed different from humans who focused on individuals. Elves were faithful to the value of a group. The difference in perception between the two species was hard to accept, even for Theo. However, it would be rude to ask Edwin further, so Theo decided to tolerate it. Apart from the awkwardness that filled his body, the courteous treatment wasn't doing any harm.

However, that decision was tested in a few minutes..

"Benefactor, is there any place that you want to go to in Elvenheim? I will be happy to take you there."

"I don't know any places, so…"

"Ah, that's right. I was too short-sighted. I will show you things you will appreciate."

"It is okay if you do it moderately, moderately."

Edwin kept asking him questions enthusiastically, while Theodore replied with a weary face. The exchange between human and elf was rare in this era. Compared to Theo's first impression of him, Edwin was a surprisingly talkative elf. Theodore liked to be silent, so he couldn't help feeling pained.

Thus, it was inevitable that the subject was changed.

"That…" Edwin held a gift from Ellenoa.

It was a seed which gave out a bluish light. As soon as the cloth was untied, a fragrant scent rose up from the seed. It attracted Mitra and all the elementals around Edwin! They came running with loud sounds.

Edwin smiled brightly at Theo's reaction and explained its identity, "The seed of the world tree. Of course, it is different from the myths, but it still has this effect."

[Deo! Deoo!] Mitra drooled and at pulled Theo's clothing. Theo couldn't ignore it and hugged her.

Then Edwin suddenly extended the seed to Mitra. "This is a message from Ellenoa. Give this 'seed' to Mitra."

Chapter 98 – Great Forest (0)

"Mitra?" Theodore looked dubious, but he accepted the seed for Mitra.

The seed glowed with a blue light. If this truly was a seed from Yggdrasil, the sacred world tree which stood at the center of Elvenheim, the value of it would be priceless. However, Ellenoa said to give this seed to Mitra.

Alas, it was doubtful that an answer would come just by thinking about it. So, rather than worrying alone, Theo decided to ask the person sitting before him, "Sir Edwin, do you know the meaning of this seed?"

"What do you mean?"

"What is the efficacy of the seed… or why did Ellenoa tell me to give it to Mitra?"

Edwin pondered for a moment before nodding and answering the questions, "I can't fully know her will, but I will tell you what I know."

His explanation dated back to the time of the birth of Yggdrasil and Elvenheim. It had been around 300 years ago, which wasn't that long considering the longevity of the elves. Elves had gathered from all over the continent to make a new home in the mountains of the north. Using the power of the elves, they then created a world tree. From then on, Elvenheim, the kingdom of elves, began.

Although incomplete, but Yggdrasil was still a world tree. Just like its name, Yggdrasil defended Elvenheim with its power. Its falling leaves cleaned the ground, while its roots extended to the surface to create a natural ecosystem. This was why the elves were able to secure a safe area in the northern great mountains, where all types of creatures lived.

The elves of Elvenheim were grateful and admired the world tree as the parent tree.

"The parent tree helped the elves thrive. The sap helped with conception due to its vitality, and the branches became the weapons of the warriors, while the petals and fruits had the power to heal the sick and injured."

"Perhaps…"

"Yes, your thinking is correct."

Theo had noticed that many potions and specialties could only be made in Elvenheim.

This was because of the world tree, Yggdrasil. Since the potions and specialities were a byproduct of the world tree, they could never be reproduced by human technology. It was the reason why Elvenheim had the absolute advantage in trade.

However, Theo continued waiting despite his surprise. It was because the explanation about the efficacy of the seed still hadn't appeared. Edwin paused and finally pulled out the next topic. "The world tree produces many fruits in 100 years, but only a few seeds. I am one of those who have received the seed."

"Sir Edwin?"

"Yes, according to old sayings, the seed of the parent tree is said to germinate the abilities hidden within the being who takes it. I took it and got on the path of a guardian."

'Germinating potential!'

It was indeed a byproduct of the world tree. Theodore marveled at those words before looking down at the seed. According the Edwin's explanation, the seed wouldn't be a big help to Theo. It was one thing if it gave a talent that didn't exist, but it wasn't meaningful since his innate talent was small.

His innate talent was far smaller than Mitra's. 'Mother Earth…'

In contrast to the god, Dmitra, who was larger than a mountain, the potential of a human was nothing. No one would've imagined it based on the small Mitra jumping on his knees right now.

[Wuong?] Mitra became aware of his gaze and made a questioning sound.

"Now, this is a gift." Theo handed the seed to her without any hesitation. Mitra stared blankly at the seed for a moment before jumping onto his palm. At first, she wanted to bite on the seed, but then she looked up at Theo.

[Deo! I eat it?!]

"Eat?"

[Ye!]

Mitra was drooling, so it seemed like she found it very appetizing. Maybe there was something which only elementals could feel. To him, it just seemed like a bead with a good fragrance.

Theodore nodded, causing Mitra to laugh and lift the seed above her head.

[Aam-!] She opened her mouth and swallowed the bead in one go.

Gulp.

* * *

The heart of the northern Great Forest, Elvenheim, was on the same continent as Meltor. It would take one month with express wagons to travel from Mana-vil to the Great Forest. Furthermore, transportation such as wagons would lose their functionality inside the large forests.

For that reason, a minimum of 100 days were scheduled for them to reach Elvenheim. However, the delegation's departure room was strangely empty.

"…You came," Orta, the man standing in the middle of the room, murmured as soon as the door closed tight. Behind him was Edwin who had a long talk with Theodore.

Theo stood beside Orta who asked him, "Are the preparations finished?"

"Yes."

"Then let's leave. It is a long journey, so we need to hurry."

Regardless of status, Theodore and the White Tower Master had the same authority on this mission. Orta obtained his consent and moved to the center of the circle, while Sylvia ran to Theo's side. However, before Sylvia could even say 'Hello,' something suddenly popped out of Theo's arms.

"Kya?" Sylvia caught Mitra reflexively. She had excellent reflexes for a magician.

[Hoing!] Mitra waved her hands around like she was saying hello. She peeked about at Sylvia and laughed. Sylvia placed Mitra on her hand and felt a strange sense of incongruity.

As she stroked Mitra's hair, she muttered with a surprised expression, "…A bud?"

It was as Sylvia said. A sprout of green grass was poking out from Mitra's hair

Sylvia looked at Theo for the answer, but he just smiled mysteriously. Theo and Edwin were the only ones who knew that the bud had grown after Mitra ate the seed of the world tree. Mitra was amazed, but she also didn't know what it was.

'Well, I will know if I ask Ellenoa directly.' It wasn't something Theo should think about while they were in a rush.

Having experienced teleportation before, Theo waited calmly for the space magic to be activated. According to the White Tower Master, he would teleport them near the border. The distance they were crossing would cause them a great deal of dizziness and side-effects.

The moment that Theodore was done preparing himself…

"Mass Teleport." Simultaneously, as the words were spoken, the magic circle under the party lit up. The space transfer magic circle, which was the symbol of the White Tower, swallowed up the one elf and nine ambassadors.

'Ah!' The three dimensional space folded up into a line.

The unrestrained bending of space wasn't something which could be perceived with human senses. Moreover, it didn't just end with dizziness. The matter wasn't solved with closing their eyes, but it was several times better than being stupid enough to look.

Fortunately, the distorted sensation soon ended.

"Keuk!"

"Huuuu…"

"Umm."

Upon arriving at the destination, everybody calmed their dizziness in their own way. Some breathed in deeply, while others bit their lip. However, there were a few who looked around without a single stumble, and Theo was one of them. The only side effect he had was a slight headache, so he looked around carefully.

At that time, beads of light floated up in the dark interior.

"This place is an underground facility near the border. It is a place where we can't stay for long. Follow behind me," Orta gave instructions as he walked through the room with familiar steps.

After climbing numerous steps, he saw a wooden plank blocking the doorway. Regardless of whether it was a magical object, Orta pushed it with his hand without saying a word.

Kkiiiik. Simultaneously, light poured down from the ceiling.

Was it due to the light magic…? Strangely, nobody covered their eyes or groaned with pain. As the nine people climbed up, Orta closed the wooden plank behind them. He poured sand on the top, leaving no traces of anything being there.

Only then did Theo start looking around. "…This place."

There were no obstacles to be seen on the horizon. An open wilderness was all that filled the eyes of the 10 people. The red sand blowing in the wind was the only highlight of this wilderness.

'Is this wilderness the Red Plateau?'

This was the northern border of Meltor, the Red Plateau. It was a red soil which seemed to reject all life.

Why didn't the strong creatures of the northern Great Forest cross the Meltor border? The reason for that could be found in the Red Plateau. This was a barren land of several hundred kilometers which only rained once every couple of years. The number of hungry creatures who died here were too numerous to count.

Therefore, many preparations were necessary to overcome this wasteland. A lot of food, water, and supplies to withstand the attacks of the undead creatures were required in order to cross hundreds of kilometers.

Everybody knew this fact, so one person asked a question. "Tower Master?"

"Hmm?"

"Where are the carriages we are going to ride?"

The remaining eight people also looked at Orta.

Since he was a magician from the white tower, they thought he would've prepared carriages or gust wagons. Masters could use higher ranked elementals, but even Edwin had limitations. He didn't have the ability to carry the baggage of nine people.

However, no matter where they looked, they couldn't find any carriages or gust wagons.

"It is annoying to explain. All of you wear these rings."

Orta pulled out a box and handed out rings one by one.

The rings were made of silver and didn't have any decorative patterns, but the party put on the ring as instructed by the White Tower Master. Edwin hesitated for a moment, but he eventually put it on his index finger as well.

Orta watched them put it on with calm eyes. "Then let's depart. If I have to tell you one thing, it's to just stand in place."

"…?" The others all had puzzled expressions.

"Rather than explaining, it is quicker to show you directly," the White Tower Master spoke strange words before taking one step, then another step.

His steps seemed stagnant. His legs were obviously moving, but he didn't move away from the party. Was he showing them a trick? Some started to suspect that the White Tower Master was slightly strange in the head.

However, there were those who noticed the abnormalities. Theodore was extremely sensitive to supernatural sensations and the 'world changing,' so he was the fastest among them. Even Edwin's expression became one of shock as he understood that the landscape around them had changed skillfully.

The clouds appeared their heads disappeared into the distance, while the clouds on the horizon moved above them. Yes, the landscape changed every time he took a step.

'…How can we move so far in one step?!'

Was this a type of space magic? The group centered on Orta was jumping hundreds of meters, or maybe a few kilometers, all at once. It wasn't immediately noticed due to all four directions being a wasteland, but the rest of the group soon understood.

"S-Spatial distortion?! It is with every step?"

"Impossible…!"

"Even if he is the White Tower Master, this…"

As Orta had instructed, the rest of them didn't move, but the party was astonished as they stared at the constantly changing sky. They were moving very quickly through the notorious Red Plateau. Indeed, there was no need for carriages.

The gust wagons were slow compared to moving hundreds of meters in the blink of an eye.

White Tower Master Orta, who was the peak of space magic, declared bluntly, "We will arrive at the Great Forest as the sun sets. Be prepared to stop and set up camp."

Chapter 99 – Great Forest (1)

Nobody could answer. No, it was more accurate to say that they had no spirit left to answer.

Moving from the capital to the border in a single space transfer transcended common sense. The difficulty of the magic rose exponentially according to the distance and number of companions. However, as soon as Orta completed this, he used another magic.

It was a magic which was difficult to even understand, let alone know the principles behind it.

'I wouldn't know just by looking at the movement of the magic power. This is the White Tower Master's magic…!' Theodore looked at the White Tower Master with admiration.

He recalled the words he had heard from Veronica before leaving on this journey. She had been disappointed that she couldn't come with him, but she hadn't been worried about his safety. Veronica had evaluated the man standing before Theo.

"Well, there is no need to worry if it is Orta. He is a more competent escort than me."

"More than Sister?"

"Yes. Of course, I can win in a frontal battle. However, I have no way to catch Orta if he runs away. In a situation where victory isn't needed, his mobility is frankly frustrating. In the last war, he escaped from the siege of three sword masters. Is this something you could do?"

At that time, Theodore had shaken his head unknowingly.

Sword masters were supermen who had gone beyond the limitations of life. Their flesh was an excellent weapon as well as a vessel for aura. They had the strength of an ogre, and their durability was better than a metal golem. It was only a matter of time before one would be caught by them.

In fact, some sword masters were famous for causing shock waves with their movements. Their range of movement was a few hundred meters in one breath, regardless of the length of the swords in their hands. Once a person was caught in the eyes of a sword master, there was no way for them to escape.

'But Orta is able to do it.' Theo could accept it now.

Orta could escape from a sword master who was faster than an arrow. A few hundred meters in one breath? That wasn't even half of Orta's steps. There would be no way to stop Orta from going where he wanted to. The White Tower Master's space magic had reached the level of transcendence.

Gluttony was the only one who realized the essence of the magic.

–Hoh, is that Shukuchiho? (Wiki)

'Shukuchiho?' Theodore asked reflexively.

It was a unique pronunciation. Somehow, Gluttony seemed to know the White Tower Master's space magic, and Theo's curiosity was stimulated. Above all, if Gluttony initiated the conversation, then his right to ask a question wasn't consumed. As always, the greedy grimoire responded to its owner's expectations.

–Reducing the axis. It means the land. It is an eastern immortal technique allowing the user to jump great distances by narrowing the space.

'Immortal technique? A type of magic?'

–It is a little different. It is sloppy to compare it to magic that has a system. This relies on the natural qualities and building up of strength over time with mental power. It is closer to a superpower rather than magic. Then suddenly, Gluttony changed his tone. –However, a magician recreated Shukuchiho using pure magic. He distorted space precisely and switched the points around himself. Humans are really capable of wonderful feats.

It was rare for this guy to praise someone, so it must be really impressed. This was something which wasn't recorded in it, so the grimoire respected the magic of modern humans. Theo wanted to ask a few more questions, but Gluttony fell back to sleep.

As the sky changed, Theodore continued looking up at it.

'Space magic…'

A minimum of six circles was needed to use space magic. Theo didn't know if he had the aptitude for it, but there were many options to choose from. However, the 'wall' was the problem. Theo made fists firmly as he renewed his determination again. He would make as much progress as possible in Elvenheim.

The 10 delegates crossed the northern border, the Red Plateau, at an unprecedented rate.

* * *

In the end, the White Tower Master's declaration was right. Just before the sun crossed the horizon in the west, the delegation was gazing at something other than the wilderness. The Great Forest finally stretched out before them.

A sound of amazement popped out from someone's mouth, "This is the Great Forest in the north…!"

Since ancient times, this was a place which hadn't allowed human feet to step in it. On the surface, it was just a thick and beautiful forest. However, no one would say the same thing after going inside. Only transcendents who had reached master level could guarantee their safety in that forest. A country without a person of the master level wouldn't be able to trade with Elvenheim.

Faced with that sight, the White Tower Master finally stopped moving.

"We will enter the Great Forest tomorrow. We will camp here tonight and enter the forest when the sun rises. Please return the rings that you are wearing."

He received questioning expressions, but the party pulled the ring off their fingers with awe-filled eyes.

Orta stored the ring in the box and placed it inside his robe. Perhaps the rings were what allowed the party to accompany him when he used Shukuchiho. Theo put his baggage down as he recalled Gluttony's explanation.

The camp for 10 people was set up quickly. Sleeping bags were placed in tents which would keep out the wind, sand, and cold, while a campfire burned in the center of the camp. Magicians were usually seen as desk people, but that was a wrong perception in Meltor. Due to the long war and the missions, the delegation could set up something like this blindfolded.

"…Master, how did you do it so quickly?"

"Experience, experience."

Vince had set up his tent a few minutes earlier than Theo and was sipping tea from a cup. By the time Theodore and Sylvia finished their setups, the rest of the group had already prepared everything for dinner.

As the two people sat down with blushing expressions, the others chuckled and waved their hands.

"Hey! We were all like that when younger!"

"Don't mind it and take a bowl. This is the best meal when eating outdoors."

"You were still quite fast. … They are much better than you when you were younger."

"Hah? Do you want to try it?"

The people comforted Theo and handed him a bowl, and some of them started talking about their youths. Thanks to that, the Red Plateau felt warm despite the cold breeze blowing. Theo ate a spoonful of the beef stew and looked around.

The White Tower Master was looking at the Great Forest while the rest were still busy eating. Vince had on a serious expression as he discussed something with a Yellow Tower magician, while Sylvia was swarmed by two Blue Tower magicians giving her food.

Crunch.

At that moment, Edwin came to his side. "Benefactor."

"Ah, Sir Edwin."

The beef stew didn't fit with Edwin's tastes, so he was eating an apple. Then he threw the apple core toward the distant Great Forest.

Edwin looked around for a while before sitting next to Theo and saying, "I didn't know we would arrive so soon. Human magic has already surpassed our imagination. My species would doubt that anyone could cross the Red Plateau in just one day."

"I wouldn't have believed it if I hadn't experienced it directly." Theodore smiled and empathized with Edwin. Theo would've had the same reaction if he hadn't already experienced the White Tower Master's magic previously.

A land where water and life didn't exist… A land which killed those who weren't fully prepared… Even the creatures of the Great Forest gave up crossing the Red Plateau in one day. Magicians truly transcended common sense.

The magician and elementalist formed a consensus, and an easy conversation flowed between them.

"Benefactor, was there no change?" The story of Mitra was quickly brought up.

Theo looked down at the ground and hesitated before saying, "Mitra."

[Hoing!] The little girl came out with a cheerful sound. Except for the bud sprouting from her hair, her size and tone remained the same. It was cute, but that was all.

Edwin was also confused, but he didn't have an answer. He just thought they would find out naturally once they entered the forest, just like Ellenoa had said. The conversation between the two people ended without a great result.

After their meals finished, the delegation went to bed. Theodore and the White Tower Master were excluded from the guard roster as heads of the delegation, making Theo feel subtly uncomfortable as he entered the sleeping bag.

'I understand that it is because of my position, but I feel bad sleeping while Master is on guard.'

Therefore, sleep didn't come easily. After he tossing and turning around a few times, Mitra approached him from where she had been playing near the entrance. Her round eyes seemed to be asking, 'What is the matter?'

Theodore just smiled slightly and shook his head. "It is nothing."

[Weally?]

"Yes, really."

Mitra repeated her worries about Theo several times before jumping onto his chest and sitting there. The weight was almost imperceptible, but it was embarrassing. Just as he was about to fall asleep, Mitra raised her head.

Then at that moment…

Wiiing! With a slight oscillation, the bud coming from Mitra's head started to shine with a green light. Was it a rotation rather than a vibration…? The bud spun in a clockwise direction, looking like a waterwheel. Mitra was amazed as she spun around with a [Hoi] sound. The bud didn't stop.

Before Theo could take any action, something happened.

[Hoee!]

Mitra, who was moving around, was unable to overcome the dizziness and fell toward his forehead. The collision wouldn't hurt either one of them, so Theo didn't avoid it. The shining green bud rested on his forehead.

"Ah—" It was an unexplainable sensation, like his body had changed into the soil and trees. However, Theodore's flesh was still human, and it was just an illusion.

Then, what was he hearing?

Kwaaaaah! There was a terribly loud roar.

The source of the roar killed a goblin and became more excited by the smell of blood. A heavy paddle was dragged behind it. Its thick belly was full of blood and oil, and its stubborn skin would quickly heal.

The number of creatures couldn't be counted. The shadows ran through the trees and bushes like rats. They were heading towards 10 tents.

"Heook!" The sensation was cut off, and Theo jumped up. He pulled Mitra away from his forehead and ran out the tent. It wasn't a mere illusion. He might've thought that it was just a bad dream. However, Theodore was convinced by the sense of realism.

"Master!"

The one on guard shift was Vince.

Vince was surprised by his disciple's emergence and even more surprised by the tension in his face. He didn't bother asking for an explanation from Theo as he fired magic toward the Great Forest.

Flash! As the darkness was peeled back for a moment, the area around the camp brightened. The shadows lifted, and the light of the campfire was overshadowed. The magical flash spread throughout the darkness.

The intense movement of magic power caused the magicians to wake up reflexively, and…

Kuwoooook!

It struck the nerves of those who were approaching from a few kilometers away.

Chapter 100 – Great Forest (2)

It was rare to find sunlight in the Great Forest due to the thickness of the trees. The flash of light in the middle of the night damaged the eyes of some of the running creatures, while even the creatures with bad eyesight frowned.

The ogre, the king of creatures in an ordinary forest or mountain, roared to express its discomfort.

Kuweeeeeoh!

Despite the number of kilometers still remaining between the creatures and the camp, the camp was still shaken by the roar. Along with the flash magic which Vince used before, the loud yelling of the ogre immediately awakened the party. As veterans, their reaction was fast and cold.

"What, a raid?"

"The sound on the far side…"

"The loudest one is an ogre."

There were no signs of drowsiness in their eyes, and each of them had a strong grip on their staffs. Someone was looking at the inventory, while another gazed into the distance to identify the enemy. Their magic power started fluctuating as they prepared for the battlefield.

The White Tower Master, wearing a white mask as always, left his tent and approached Theo who had given the warning.

"How interesting. That ward wouldn���t be able to detect presences a few kilometers away."

It was as Orta said. The creatures Theo had discovered were almost twice as far away as the range of the alert magic Theo had laid around the camp. It was a distance which could be detected with large-scale detection magic, however, a lot of mana would be required for that, and no one in the camp had sensed it.

This meant that Theodore had become aware of the creatures approaching from a few kilometers away by using a secret means.

"Yes, it is difficult to explain, but…"

"There is no need to explain. As a result, we have time to prepare for their attack. Since you have proven yourself, you can play an active role." The White Tower Master stopped talking and stared at the Great Forest.

The trees were shaking from afar as shadows ran out. Although they couldn't be seen clearly, their momentum was fearsome. Their distance to the camp was around one kilometer.

"Count it down."

As Orta raised a hand, several magicians who prepared their magic looked at Theo. Theodore and Sylvia had no experience with war, so they were unaware that the destructive power of a magic corps was maximized when working in conjunction with each other. In order to construct the net properly, the timing of their shooting was the most important thing. Yet the White Tower Master had given the most important role to Theodore.

"…Mitra."

[Wuong?]

There was no room for explanations. Theo looked down at the girl in his arms. Her bud was still shining with a green light. Perhaps that bud was the source of her ability to show things. He had been swept away by the strange sensation a while ago, but it might be possible to control it if he prepared his mind firmly.

No, this was a moment when he needed complete control.

"Can you show it to me one more time?"

At his cautious request…

[Ye!] Mitra laughed and plastered herself to Theo's forehead.

'Ugh!' It was the same as before. All his senses wriggled the moment Mitra's bud came in contact with him. Theo's fingers seemed to become branches with leaves on them, and he could feel the ants coming and going between his toes which extended underground. It was the sensation that his body had turned into a tree!

Theo felt like he would drown and suffocate from the flood of sensory information. However, he managed to concentrate calmly.

'I have been training my mental power steadily.'

Theo had become repeatedly ill in order to deal with the tremendous national treasure, Umbra. Thanks to that, his firm mind searched the vegetation of this area for what he wanted. He saw the ground which was being trampled on, the branches which were passed, and then the ogre with two heads running in the lead…

As soon as Theo found them, he opened his mouth to speak, "10."

The creature was fairly fast. Rocks were kicked, and trees and bushes torn to pieces.

The twin-headed ogre… Their intelligence and physical abilities were usually double that of a normal ogre. As they grew older and gained more experience, they would grow more arms and eventually evolve into a monster which could fight a cyclops, a well-known senior monster. Furthermore, if the distinctive magic resistance of senior monsters were added, the twin-headed ogre would be a challenging opponent.

"5, 4."

Now, their appearances began to be revealed. A massive creature popped out of the bushes with others following behind it like dogs.

"3, 2."

The twin-headed ogre and ordinary ogres were at the front, followed by trolls carrying heavy clubs.

"1."

'Now.'

Kiiiing.

As Theo was ready before anyone else, a blue flash fired from Theo's fingertip. It was the unprecedented Magic Missile which could break aura and penetrate 6th Circle defense magic. Magic Bullet's light stretched out and pierced the head of the twin-headed ogre, as well as the ogres running behind it.

A huge nine ogres were thrown to the ground at the same time.

"Now!"

The road was blocked by the corpses of the ogres, so the creatures wondered for a moment about what to do. Prey which stopped in place were easy targets for magicians. The magic power of seven senior magicians gathered in one place as attack magic filled the air.

It was literally a great destruction!

――――――――――!!!

Strong lightning bolts struck, and a storm of flames rose up. A thin stream of water cut through any object in its orbit, and steel rocks fell down. There was no room to show the creatures' regeneration power. This was a destructive power which didn't leave any traces of the bodies behind.

"…Amazing. I'll lend a hand." Edwin was impressed by the scene and raised his bow to join the attack. On Edwin's shoulders, a serpent-like elemental made of clouds wrapped around him, but only Theo knew of its existence.

"Aiolos, enter my arrow."

[Gururung…] The wind elemental, Aiolos, entered the arrow with an expression of annoyance. Its body resembled clouds but infused the arrow with tremendous power.

Edwin placed the arrow on the string and aimed at the creatures.

Piing! The sound was like that of an ordinary arrow, but the phenomenon which happened right after wasn't common.

The wind arrow, infused with the high ranked Aiolos, melted into the air. Then the wind became a whirlwind. The blades of wind cut away at anything it reached, and the power was comparable to 7th Circle wind magic.

Kukwakwakwa…! The blade storm swallowed up the creatures.

Then it became a blood wind! The blood storm rushed toward the Great Forest and turned hundreds of creatures hidden in the bushes into pieces of flesh. Blood was the only thing which could be seen in the places where the storm passed.

"It is a really terrifying power."

"This elf's elemental, it is an ancient elemental…!"

It was an attack which could truly be described as master level. Theodore was shocked as he stared at the spot where the storm passed. What if the opponents were humans instead of creatures? Over 1,000 people would die from that arrow. Even if he could only shoot 10 a day, it was an attack which could annihilate 10,000 people.

The two powers didn't use Elvenheim as a counterweight.

'If Elvenheim becomes Meltor's ally… we can truly win against the Andras Empire. If one or two more like Edwin assists…'

The chain of blood which had lasted hundreds of years might be broken.

An exhilarated thrill went down Theodore's spine as he realized again the meaning of this mission. Perhaps in his generation, Andras might disappear and Meltor would rise as the main power in the northern continent.

No, Theo might be able to achieve it with his own hands. Such expectations made him excited.

Edwin walked beside Theo and said, "It seems to be up to here for tonight, Benefactor."

After focusing on Mitra, Theo realized that the creatures had started to leave. Edwin's arrow had been shot out immediately after the magic attacks, causing the creatures to realize the power gap. While looking at the decimated boundary of the Great Forest, Theodore replied, "We haven't entered the Great Forest yet, but at this scale… I don't know how the elves live in there."

"It is thanks to the parent tree. No creatures can go near the world tree, so the forest is a good place for us to live and there is plenty of food. Hunting and gathering alone can provide plenty of food."

As a species closer to nature than civilization, the elves had no need for manors.

The natural border of the Red Plateau protected Elvenheim from invaders, and no slave trader was bold enough to enter the Great Forest to hunt elves. The world tree inside the Great Forest made this place a paradise of their own. Compared to such conditions, the threat of the creatures was nothing but a risk which could be solved.

The White Tower Master confirmed that the situation was clear and declared, "It was easier than I expected. I was prepared to fight all night, but the wild creatures are sensitive to the difference in power. It might've taken a little longer if Sir Edwin hadn't helped out."

"You don't have to give me face, Magician. You would've handled it even if I hadn't helped out."

��Hrmm, I don't particularly deny it."

Edwin's words seemed to be true as Orta's mouth curved in a smile under his mask. Orta was confident that he could use even more powerful magic than the storm arrow that Edwin showed.

After the short battle, Orta followed Theo around the campsite and muttered, "There is a problem. We can't sleep well in this situation."

"…It seems so."

The wind carried the scent of blood, and the cries of creatures could be heard from the decimated forest border.

There was still the lingering excitement from battle, so no one could calm down in a short period of time. The sudden assault interfered with their ability to get a good night's sleep. It was the problem of having a veteran's instincts.

In the end, the delegation, including Theodore, had to spend their first night on the Red Plateau awake.

Chapter 101 – Great Forest (3)

The next day, the people, who had spent the night almost entirely sleepless, entered the Great Forest as soon as the sun came up. The sight of trees and bushes which far exceeded a human's height was really fantastic. As they stepped in, the rays of sunlight shining down disappeared, leaving just a few streaks behind.

However, that wasn't the only thing that changed for the party.

"It will be faster if we proceed to the right."

"Ah, is that so?"

Unlike yesterday when the White Tower Master had been in charge, Edwin and Theo were now leading the group. Apart from Edwin who knew the forest, why had Theodore taken up this role? It was because of last night. His detection ability allowed him to notice creatures faster than anyone else, so it was inevitable that he would have the full trust of the White Tower Master.

As a result, he was the second guide for this mission.

'Well, to be precise, it is Mitra's role.' Theodore was conscious of the weight of the small girl on his head.

Every time he took a step, Mitra's bud would spin like a pinwheel. The bright and cheery voice rang out from above his head, matching with the beat of the spinning. He didn't know if it was because she liked the environment of the Great Forest or for some other reason, but Mitra was really excited after entering the forest.

"Mitra."

[Heeeee— ….Woong?]

"I'll have to depend on you once more."

As if she had been waiting, Mitra spread her arms wide open. [Hoing!]

She was now familiar with the way to use the power, so the bud sprouted naturally. The mysterious green light spread, and the scenery transmitting into Theo's head. The path split to the left and right, so he checked all the possibilities. Theodore found that there was nothing on the left path, then he looked down the right.

However, a subtle expression soon appeared on his face.

"Sir Edwin."

"Yes, Benefactor."

"Does this forest have wolves with horns on their foreheads? If we go three kilometers down the path on the right, we will meet them."

"Wolves with horns on their foreheads… Perhaps it's the thunder-horned wolf."

Edwin accepted Theo's words without any doubt as Theo had proved his skills several times already. In a forest where they couldn't see beyond 100 meters, Theo's detection ability was extremely useful. Thanks to that, they didn't encounter any creatures even once and were able to go through the Great Forest without any interruptions.

"Then we should avoid them. It will be annoying if they bother us."

"Are they dangerous enough to cause harm?" The White Tower Master asked from where he had been listening to their conversation.

"No, they aren't dangerous. It isn't a creature that can survive in the depths of the Great Forest. The greatest threat from the thunder-horned wolf isn't its combat power but the noise."

"Noise?"

"Thunder will emerge from the horn on the forehead and produce a burst of sound which is exactly like real thunder. It will draw all the creatures in the surroundings and then run away to survive."

Indeed, it was better to avoid them. The delegation nodded at the easily understandable explanation.

The magicians specialized in particular fields, but most of the creatures living in the Great Forest weren't known to them. So, the advice of Edwin, who had lived there for hundreds of years, was more reliable than any guidelines.

Thanks to the guidance of these two people, the party was able to reduce any unnecessary friction. When there were occasions in which they had to encounter creatures…

Piing!

Edwin only needed to fire his arrow once for the creatures to vacate the place.

It was different from the storm arrow which had caused massive destruction. This was a fast, translucent arrow which divided into dozens or hundreds of pieces and pierced the heads of the creatures. It was a technique which fit perfectly with the term 'rain of arrows.'

Dozens of headless bodies would roll to the ground instantly.

'Amazing. This is a master-class strength.' Theo admired Edwin inwardly as he looked at the dead bodies. It was incredible that the powerful Edwin was so polite to him.

Regardless of whether they were trolls or ogres, all those struck by the arrow would die. Despite lacking in power to Theodore's Magic Bullet, the arrow's speed and extraordinary trajectory were really scary. Even if Theo predicted it with his sixth sense, he might not be able to avoid or defend against it.

No, considering that Edwin wasn't serious right now, his arrow was quite possibly more threatening than Magic Bullet.

"…I'm really glad he is friendly, right?"

[Hoi?] Mitra made a questioning sound, but Edwin had finished arranging the situation and returned. He pointed at the vacant space where dozens of creatures had previously been and said, "Benefactor, we will take a break here."

"Here?"

"Yes. In the future, there will be many habitats of powerful creatures, and it is likely that we won't be able to completely avoid them, even with Benefactor's abilities. This is the last place where we can rest properly."

Theodore was convinced and looked at the White Tower Master.

Orta raised his hand in agreement and said, "Take a break in that empty spot. We will start moving in two hours, so you are allowed autonomous actions until then. Eat, sleep, take any action that you think you need. If you cause an unnecessary disturbance, you will be severely punished."

The magicians' eyes shone at the words 'autonomous action'. Why had they come here? It was to find out the secrets of the mysterious land called the Great Forest. They didn't care about the fatigue which had accumulated in the past day or two as they picked up any material that caught their eye. Someone even got out a shovel and started to dig at the ground. The image of an elegant magician had already long disappeared.

Edwin looked at the scene with a bemused expression. "…Benefactor, human magicians these days are much more active than I thought."

"Haha…"

Even Sylvia was placing a few bottles of stream water into her dimension pocket. It was impossible to reconcile with the images of magicians depicted in stories. The only one who didn't move was Theodore. Additionally, the White Tower Master was also standing still.

Orta walked up to Theo and Edwin and opened his mouth to say, "Sir Edwin, can I ask you one question?"

"Speak."

"For us humans, elves are known as keepers of the forests. I was wondering if this gathering activity is rude."

"That rumour is half wrong and half right."

Elves were traditionally known as a species which defended the forests. In fact, they often burned forests, ruthlessly slaughtered animals, and attacked those who invaded them.

Despite this, Edwin didn't hesitate to say that the rumour was only half right. "We defend the order of the ecosystem, not the simple trees, plants, and animals. Your collection of samples is nothing compared to this vast forest, so there is no reason for me to stop it."

"Hoh, then what about creating a road with attack magic? The vitality of the forest means it won't be hard to restore such damage."

Edwin's eyebrows twitched at the words. "…Your words aren't wrong. But there is no reason to create unnecessary confusion. I don't believe it is right to do such things just to hasten our steps a little bit."

"These are the values of an elf. You don't feel the need to smash the framework for progress?"

"That framework is what we must protect."

Both voices were calm. Nevertheless, Theo could feel the tension between the two of them. The minor altercation started from a trivial story to an area which was hard for Theo to understand. Humans and elves… Was it possible that different species saw another landscape when stepping foot into the area of transcendence?

Theodore decided to just listen quietly to the dialogue between the two masters. Then Mitra suddenly jumped out.

[Hoiiit?!] Mitra, who had fallen asleep on his head, suddenly raised her voice and looked around.

The two masters were amazed by the sound and looked around in a hurry, but they couldn't feel anything. There was only the forest stretching out as well as the sound of birds. Only Theo, who shared his senses with Mitra, was able to hear it.

–Excuse me, who are you?

…Someone's voice was calling out. It wasn't a physical sound but a voice transmitted through a mental connection, like Gluttony.

The voice was broadcasted through his connection to Mitra. He recalled that Ellenoa had once spoken to him in this way. However, before Theo could react, he heard someone speak again. It was a different person this time.

–Why is it so noisy… The ringing voice was drowsy, like the person had just been sleeping.

–What, did something interesting happen? The next voice resonated like a well made bell.

–Don't talk to me about nothing. Then it was a low voice, like a beast growling.

–No, I clearly heard it! It was the first voice Theo had heard.

The four unknown voices touched Theo's head, and he couldn't help asking, '…Who are you?'

At that moment, his head suddenly became quiet. However, that silence didn't last long.

–What?! Someone has really connected to the neural network?

–Who? Reveal your true identity!

–Tita! You don't think that girl is fooling around do you?

–No way. She would've reached the snowfields by now.

–Then who is the guy who just talked?

Theo had a headache due to all the voices. It was a headache he didn't feel when he talked to Gluttony, Mitra, and Ellenoa. Was it because he wasn't accustomed to talking in this way? For now, it seemed necessary to calm down the agitated voices.

Theo unconsciously grabbed his forehead and said, 'My name is Theodore.'

–Theodore?

–Eh, I think I heard it before…?

–I don't know. Who was it?

Finally, the owner of the light-toned voice changed the atmosphere. –Ah, I remember! The human who saved Ellenoa! Am I right? Answer me!

'T-That's right.'

–Excuse me, how much progress was made? That girl is still neutral right? Did you catch her? Kyah, a romance between a human and elf after a long time! If my memory is correct, it has been 1,500 years!

It was the first time Theo had ever heard such a chatty person, so he couldn't help being dumbfounded. He wasn't unsociable, but the other person gave him no room to even talk. Despite only one person talking, his forehead started tingling again.

Fortunately, the voice of salvation came quickly.

–T-Theodore?! How are you already…?

"Ah, Ellenoa!"

He was so happy to hear her voice that he cried out her name. Edwin was watching Theo and made a startled reaction, but Theo couldn't afford to pay attention to him. Having heard the voice of an acquaintance, Theo asked hurriedly about this unprecedented phenomenon.

Ellenoa replied in a surprised voice, –Theodore has accessed the neural network of Yggdrasil, called Ratatoskr. Only Arv's direct descendants can touch it.

Chapter 102 – Great Forest (4)

"Ratatoskr?"

–Yes, it is the name of a chatterbox recorded in the myths. She realized that there was a realm of space in Yggdrasil that could only be accessed by high elves.

Ellenoa had sent the seed of the world tree to Mitra, but she hadn't realized this would happen. At best, she had thought it would expand Mitra's abilities by a level. The high elf, who had been silent since then, opened their mouth to speak, –Dmitra… By planting the world tree in the godhead of the earth goddess… Maybe she is higher than us… Hrmm.

–I-Is that so?

–I don't know exactly… Just a guess… Perhaps I am half right…

If that was the case, then Ellenoa had unintentionally created a large incident. However, the high elf who pointed it out didn't sound angry at all. The voice which pointed it out was so soft that Theo's eyelids felt heavier just by listening.

–A human has been granted the right to Ratatoskr. Fortunately, there isn't much use in hearing the voice of the forest… At most, he can borrow a little mana…?

–Um, that wouldn't be a big problem.

–Yes, it is okay if it is at that level.

The silent voices agreed with the opinion. The power of telepathy and being able to borrow the mana of the forest was good for the saviour of a high elf. Either way, ordinary magicians already had flashy powers. Above all, it had been the decision of the high elves to bring out the seed of the world tree, so they couldn't just blame it on Ellenoa.

In any case, Theodore Miller was exceptional in many ways.

As soon as the story was settled, the cheerful elf spoke in a loud voice, –Then let's change the subject. Has the Meltor delegation entered the forest? They arrived sooner than expected, so it is a bit late to greet them, but who wants to go? Me? Or me?

–I'm not going. But you can't either.

-…I'm going to sleep.

–I would like to see them, but I think there is a more eligible person this time.

The four high elves expressed different opinions, but there was one right person.

The quiet high elf, Ellenoa, slowly raised her hand… Although, that wasn't visible to Theodore who could only hear their voices. In the end, there was an unanimous agreement that she would meet them.

As soon as they came to that conclusion, the high elves vacated Ratatoskr one by one.

–You said you were called Theodore? I'll see you later! The cheerful voice felt distant like an echo in a mountain, while the beast-like voice disappeared silently.

—I'll prepare a welcome. I'm looking forward to it. The gentle voice disappeared with a respectful greeting.

–…Good night, the high elf with the sleepy voice said briefly before disappearing.

They were truly unique personalities. Theo was able to distinguish who they were just by listening to their voices. Theodore said goodbye to them with a smile. In the end, Theodore and Ellenoa were the only ones left.

She greeted him once again in an excited voice, –Long time no see, Theodore! I'm glad to see you again.

'Ellenoa, thank you for this invitation. I didn't know you would call me as a state guest.'

–I didn't know this was going to happen. I'm in this position, but I didn't do that much.

It wasn't exactly as she stated. Edwin was of the master class and one of the elves' greatest warriors, and he treated the high elves with great respect. It was why he couldn't neglect the benefactor who had saved Ellenoa.

However, Ellenoa thought it was burdensome since she was born in a small forest and not Elvenheim.

–Isn't it annoying continuing the conversation through Ratatoskr? Then she spoke words that Theodore couldn't understand. –So, I will go to you.

'Huh? How?'

–Huhu, you'll soon know. Ellenoa laughed lightly before closing the connection with Ratatoskr. She didn't tell him how she was going to come from Elvenheim, which was still far away from here.

Theo opened his eyes only to see someone's face right in front of him.

��Benefactor!"

"Ah, Sir Edwin?!"

Edwin's approach was faster than the terrified Theodore could retreat. "Did you talk to them? Is it through Ratatoskr, the place only available to the parent dancers?"

"P-Probably?"

"Ohh! You really aren't a normal human!"

Theo was certainly different. He was the owner of a grimoire, the contractor of an ancient elemental, and a person who had inherited a war hero's craft… Even if he only had one title, the word 'ordinary' definitely didn't fit him.

Based on Edwin's reaction, an ordinary elf wasn't able to enter Ratatoskr regardless of their abilities; only the high elves had access.

'Ah, this might be dangerous.'

As the other magicians watched him with excited eyes from behind Edwin, sweat flowed down Theo's back. Their curiosity was stimulated after hearing 'Ratatoskr,' a word they had never heard of before. It was a crisis where he would be squeezed into answering questions for the rest of the time.

At that moment, the mana in the atmosphere started to tremble in a strange way.

Wuooooong!

Tree roots blew flutes from under the ground, and the grass started to play a melody. The wind which passed by felt like it was stroking his skin. It was different from a violent aura or magnificent magic power. Theo and Edwin were the only ones familiar with the strange mana wave.

"This…!"

It was the life force (vitality) which was also called Prana.

A green light rose from the ground. Then a lump of dirt, roots, and leaves formed a shape which looked like a human being. It was a phenomenon which even the magicians couldn't help marveling at.

Surrounded by the splendour of prana, she showed up. [Hello everyone.]

The form of Ellenoa, with her natural beauty perfectly reproduced, was standing right there. While everyone was speechless, Edwin bowed politely.

"Edwin, son of the Beech Clan, third branch of the parent tree, greets the sixth dancer."

[There is no need to bow, Edwin. This body is just a clone created with Ratatoskr.]

"Even so, this body must do its duty as a branch member. You may not actually be here but your will is."

Ellenoa sighed and looked at Theo. Theodore grasped the meaning of her look, and as he walked forward, he said, "I didn't know you would come this way. I'm really surprised."

It wasn't just flattery. He truly was surprised. She had created a body from dozens, perhaps hundreds, of kilometers away. There was no way to reproduce that phenomenon using the magical knowledge Theo had. It seemed like 'Ratatoskr' didn't just have the power to allow for conversations.

Ellenoa smiled brightly and waved her arms. [I only came to know recently that this was possible. I will guide you from here. I originally expected you to take a fortnight, so you got here really quickly.]

The White Tower Master took one step forward and said politely,"First of all, thank you for your consideration, high elf Ellenoa. …If possible, can I ask you one thing?"

[Yes, of course.]

"I am grateful that you came here, but you don't have to worry. Is it not enough if we only have Edwin as a guide?"

His words weren't wrong. Edwin was a competent assistant, and it wouldn't be difficult for them to reach Elvenheim, even without Ellenoa's help. Additionally, there was Theo's role as the second guide. So, Orta didn't want to borrow the high elf's hand for no reason.

However, Ellenoa smiled like she had been waiting for those words. [This was part of the original plan, so there is no need to be concerned. I don't intend to disparage Edwin's skill, but there is no guide better than a high elf in this forest.]

After saying those words, she abruptly turned and pointed in the direction where the party should move. The dirt and branches moved away at the motion of her finger. It was a simple act, but it was a miracle no one could deny.

"Hah…!"

"T-That is ridiculous…"

A path was formed where there hadn't been one previously. This was due to the vegetation dividing by itself. The overhanging tree roots sank down into the earth, while the leaves and branches moved out of the way. The hills flattened like they were welcoming the party.

There was now a straight path in the Great Forest filled with dense bushes and trees!

"It is really amazing." Even the White Tower Master couldn't close his mouth which was exposed beneath the mask. Without destroying nature, Ellenoa controlled hundreds of thousands of plants to create a path? Even an 8th Circle magician like Blundell wouldn't be able to display such a sight.

Orta raised his evaluation of Elvenheim by three levels. At least in the Great Forest, Elvenheim was a powerful country which couldn't be touched by Meltor or Andras.

[A remnant of power remains, so creatures can't access it easily. If we go this way, we will be able to reach Elvenheim sooner.]

The White Tower Master looked at Ellenoa's path with tranquil eyes and opened his mouth to say, "…The natural power that the world tree produces… to think it can be applied this way."

The presence of the world tree was intense enough to kill any creature. Therefore, wherever its roots stretched, it was hard for them to live. The places where its breath reached, the creatures were reluctant to approach. This road, created with Yggdrasil's neural network called Ratatoskr, was able to drive away the creatures.

However, the monster called Veronica could burn this. The White Tower Master shook away the worrisome memory and spoke to Ellenoa, "Do we just go straight along this path?"

[Yes, it will take around three days.]

"Hmm, then it will be half a day. Then Ellenoa, this form doesn't have the same magical resistance as your actual body?

[That's right, but… half a day?]

Ellenoa was confused, but Orta pulled out a familiar box.

It was a magic which couldn't be used in the forest due to various factors, but it was a different story if the path was laid out like this. The delegation placed the silver rings on their fingers. Finally, Ellenoa's clone put on the ring, and the White Tower Master walked to the head of the party.

The green light created a shortcut in front of them.

Chapter 103 – Exotic Guests (1)

In the center of the elf kingdom, Elvenheim, there was a giant tree which reached up into the clouds. As the last remaining world tree in an era where the power of the myths was almost lost, Yggdrasil was the identity of the big tree.

300 years ago, the four high elves had gathered all their strength to make this world tree, which was still a 'premature baby.' Ordinary humans would stop breathing as soon as they got close and even senior magicians were barely capable of withstanding the mana pressure. Yet this was only around one-tenth of the original world trees in the primordial world.

Nevertheless, there was an area surrounded by a fog of mana which was difficult to access even for elves. It was a place where only the gardeners of the world tree, the high elves with Arv's blood, could access.

This was the most secret place in Elvenheim, located on top of the roots of the world tree. There weren't many elves who didn't know about it, but it was considered a taboo to even talk about it. It was a wooden building called 'Heart of the Forest.'

"They have already arrived? Ahh, I should've gone to meet them!" Alisa, the female high elf with bright blonde hair like the sun, cried out. Alisa's eyes were like the sea, and her unique playfulness stood out.

She had the appearance of being the youngest among the dark elves gathered here, but she was actually the oldest. Hers was the voice which had first disturbed Theodore.

"You can't. If we send you, their whole image of the elves and high elves will be crushed like dry leaves."

"Oh, that is an excessive compliment!"

"It isn't a compliment!" The elf with the angry voice knocked on the table. With dark skin and silver hair, the elf looked like a species which was already extinct in the continent, while the wide shoulders and angular body indicated he was male.

Alucard, the dark elf who looked up at the moon instead of the sun, snapped in a nervous tone, "You are unworthy to be the oldest one. Why do you act more like a child as the years pass?"

"Isn't a child's heart precious?"

"Fuck you!" In the end, a vulgar curse emerged from the high elf's mouth.

The bickering would've continued, but another high elf intervened.

She was an impressive female with brown hair and gentle eyes, like a herbivore. "Both of you calm down. Is this something worth arguing about? We should talk about the guests who have come a long way and the problems that have arisen recently."

"…I understand."

"Sorry, sorry." Alisa's answer was still playful, but she finally shut her mouth. At the very least, she wouldn't interfere with the meeting.

Then with perfect timing, Ellenoa spoke with her eyes closed as half of her consciousness was still with her clone. "…I have arrived. I will guide them to their quarters and then send Edwin to his original location. I'm going to call a few people to act as guides. What do you think?"

"I agree."

"I also agree."

"Me too!"

There was one voice missing, so they naturally looked in that direction.

With bushy hair and half opened eyes which displayed sleepiness, the high elf stared at them before muttering in a low voice like he was speaking to himself, "…Agr…ee."

It was a unanimous decision. Ellenoa started focusing on her clone in order to lead the delegation to their accommodations and summon a few elves. She was still inexperienced with Ratatoskr, so she couldn't manipulate the clone while paying attention to her body at the same time.

Then the rest of the high elves naturally moved onto the next agenda.

"The following is a suggestion from the dryads. These days, there are many creatures damaging the trees in the eastern part of the forest. They want to know if the numbers can be reduced. What do you think?"

"Hmm, the dryads. Aren't they protected due to a contract with the ents? Isn't that enough to protect them?"

Alucard was the first one to raise objections. Dryads were a type of fairy species which were parasites to trees. They had the ability to deceive and chase out those who damaged forests. So, they had a friendly relationship with the moving trees, the ents, to protect their physically vulnerable bodies.

The ents born in the Great Forest had a vitality that was many times stronger than those in other regions. So, even senior creatures avoided fighting with them.

However, Lumia's expression darkened and she shook her head. "The damage is still too great. Two ents in the eastern area have already been burned to death, so there may be a high ranking creature that uses fire."

"…I agree. That is enough to send one guardian."

"Edwin needs rest, so choose another!"

"…One… person… agree…"

If possible, they sought a unanimous decision, but if that wasn't possible, they decided using the majority vote.

Ellenoa didn't speak in this meeting, but all four high elves, including Lumia, agreed. They decided to dispatch one guardian to the eastern forest as a master would be able to crush even the most serious problems.

The next agenda concerned some species which were causing headaches.

"The chief of the Stone Lion Tribe, Orlando, has come. He says that a suspicious person recently appeared in his area. I couldn't find any signs of that, and it may be a prank by the fairies. So, he has come to make a request."

"The Stone Lion Tribe, what a stupid person."

In a rare moment, Alisa responded to the agenda in a chilly voice, "That idiot who would kill a person and then say that they fell? Just ignore it."

"Judging with personal feelings isn't a good habit," Alucard spoke with irritation, but he was also sick of dealing with the ignorant tribe chief. If Orlando wasn't representing the beasts of the Great Forest, he would've been expelled in disgrace sooner.

"…Put it on hold. I will send a few investigators, and if they can't find any traces, he will be sent back."

"Che, it can't be helped."

"…Agr…ee."

"Then I will send an investigation team."

The conclusion of the third agenda created a stiff atmosphere. The four high elves exhaled for a moment and waited for Ellenoa's next words. They couldn't help feeling curious about the guests who had just arrived.

At that moment, there was a bolt of lightning inside Alisa's head as she cried out, " —Ah!"

The other three people were surprised and wanted to ask her what happened.

"Wait! That reminds me, the chief of the Stone Lion Tribe is there!"

"There…?"

"Eh?"

Unlike Lumia who was still confused, Alucard sucked in a breath.

The foolish beast chief who liked to talk with strength… Orlando of the Stone Lion Tribe was staying in the area given to the Meltor delegation. During the time of slave hunting, the beast clans were also sold at a high price by humans.

When he thought about Orlando's temperament, 'that' would certainly happen.

"Ah, no. Ellenoa, guide them to a different place right now…"

"—I'm sorry." At that moment, Ellenoa spoke with a blank expression, "They have already met."

* * *

The beast clans, also known as the werebeasts, were born with two advantages. They had the intelligence of humanoids and the violent nature of beasts. Their prosperity was based on their ability to hunt wild animals and creatures, as well as their intelligence to build a developed civilization. At least, they thought so.

However, their pride was shattered by human development. Magic and aura overwhelmed the beast clans, who had relied on their natural abilities for generations. They had been drunk on their own strength and ignored the development of civilization, which led them to eventually having to flee from the humans.

The werewolves, who had caused many villagers to tremble in fear, had been slain by the swords of knights, while the bears who had received tribute as master of the mountains had been turned into fire by the flames of magician.

The beast clans then realized they were no longer the strongest and had escaped to the ends of the continent. They hid in the Great Forest which was out of reach of the humans. It had already been more than a hundred years since they fled.

As new generations grew up, the fear in their blood thinned and turned into anger. Yes, just like right now.

"Hey, you bastards! Come out and explain!"

The shout was so loud that some elves covered their ears with a pained expression. It was from a man with an extraordinary body over which was two metres tall and had unusual traits. He stepped forward suddenly and shouted rudely at the party, "Why did you bring humans into this forest?! Did you forget how humans persecuted us? Or did you get deceived by their sly tongues?"

Ellenoa couldn't stand it anymore and raised her voice, [Step away right now, Chief Orlando. The people you are being rude to aren't 'humans' but guests of Elvenheim.]

"Don't command me!" The muscles under Orlando's scarred skin swelled menacingly. Orlando didn't practice aura, but he gave off an intimidating pressure as he bared his teeth at the party. Unfortunately, the people he was confronting were stronger than him.

The White Tower Master standing beside Theodore muttered quietly, "A beast clan, what a rare presence. What do you think is the best way to resolve this?"

"…It isn't a moderate atmosphere, is it?"

Orlando was bold. The man whose hair resembled a lion's mane wouldn't drop his head easily. The fact that he was yelling at a high elf in Elvenheim proved this. As Ellenoa's voice became increasingly colder, Orlando pointed with his sharp claws toward the nearest human, Theodore.

"You're treating humans better than the chief of the Stone Lion Tribe! Why did you give the VIP room to that guy? I won't leave this place unless he proves his credentials!"

[Chief Orlando, if you keep continuing like this…]

As Ellenoa raised an eyebrow, Theodore stepped forward with a sneer.

Theo wasn't afraid of the pressure coming from the two-meter-tall body. Compared to Veronica's pressure, this was just at the level of a breeze. It was almost embarrassing to compare it to the killing intent of one of the Imperial Seven Swords, Lloyd Pollan.

Theodore stared into the beast's eyes and opened his mouth to say, "Then what are your qualifications?"

Chapter 104 – Exotic Guests (2)

Theo's outspoken attitude confused Orlando. Considering how Orlando was over two meters tall and had the blood of a lion, Theodore just looked like a dwarf next to him. The elves had strange powers, but none of them could go against his sheer brawn.

Then why was no one stopping this human's cheeky impudence?

'No, I clearly felt something ominous…'

Unlike his ignorant image, Orlando's intuition was moderately sensitive. If not, he wouldn't have survived as the clan leader in the Great Forest, where all types of dangers were present. The moment Orlando found himself in a really dangerous situation, he would run away without any hesitation. Likewise, as soon as he realized he couldn't win, he would bow his head, allowing him to preserve his life until now.

Right at this moment, his intuition was giving off alarm bells.

"…Don't make me laugh!"

However, Orlando ignored the warning. Why should he be scared of a soft and weak looking human male? Additionally, many elves were watching the commotion. Orlando had grown up sheltered and only knew about humans from the old adults of the tribe, so overconfidence filled his eyes.

Crunch, crunch.

Orlando's massive muscles swelled as his skin changed to that of a beast, while his sharp and long nails had enough strength to tear steel. He could normally beat a troll, and in this state, he could even kill a twin-headed ogre. The hard rocks and big trees wouldn't be able to withstand his fists.

This was the Beast Form, the symbol of strength for the werebeasts.

���My qualifications! A weak human dares to question this Orlando's qualifications!" Orlando raised his head as he shouted in a menacing manner. His hairline receded in Beast Form, but he didn't become stupider.

Orlando seemed to think that maybe this human male before him was confident because he was a 'magician.' The human wasn't wearing a sword at his waist or protecting his body with metal. Only magicians would come forward confidently like this.

'I will make it so that guy's mouth can't speak a spell!'

He looked at the still blasé expression on Theodore's face and shouted while pointing a finger, "The Stone Lion Tribe is a brave tribe that uses our fists! If you want to be qualified, prove it with your body! It won't be unfair if we exchange fists!"

Of course, it was unfair. This was the result of Orlando's frantic thinking. If the opponent didn't accept the challenge, he would call them a coward and run away. If it was accepted, he could knock out the human. Orlando was terrified of magic such as fire and lightning, but he was convinced that he could win if they competed with fists.

So, the reaction of his opponent was even more surprising.

"…Exchange fists just once? Is that all?" Theodore asked, and the other magicians couldn't resist smiling or covering their mouths.

Didn't war mages kill knights on the battlefield? Moreover, Theo was the person who had overpowered Rebecca, the aura genius of the empire. So, they had no choice but to laugh. It was the moment when the words 'brave and ignorant' entered their minds.

Their reaction stunned Orlando, but Theo stepped forward and turned to Ellenoa.

She realized his meaning right away and nodded. [I understand. I will assume the role of notary in Elvenheim for the two of you. Chief Orlando, you made this suggestion yourself, so you won't have any complaints later?]

"O-Of course not!" Orlando replied and stepped toward Theodore.

Considering the difference in weight, it was a gap where he could knock out the opponent with one fist. Orlando had made the offer himself, but for some reason, he felt sweat flowing down his back .

'It can't be! My fist can't be stopped!' He tried to readjust his mindset as he stared at Theo.

"I will give you some concessions. Do it calmly," Theo said.

Those words were decisive. Orlando's wounded pride caused him to get angry, and his fear disappeared far away. The beast then made a fist.

Kwaaaaang!

Along with white smoke, there was an electrifying roar. The roar of a powerful man, who ruled as the leader of a clan in the Great Forest, scared off the birds. However, the even more threatening thing was his fist. It wasn't an exaggeration to say that the fist which contained the extremes of physical force could break down a small hill.

'Die!'

Orlando punched out with strong determination and…

Paang!

Theodore's left hand blocked it.

"…Your punch is weaker than I thought it'd be. Now, is it my turn?"

Thanks to Battle Song which Theo had received directly from its founder, Theo's physical abilities were at a level comparable to Orlando. When it came to martial arts, Theodore's fighting techniques were several times more complex than those of the chief of a beast clan, which was just a crude fist containing power.

However, Orlando didn't know the difference and was devastated.

Theo took one natural step forward and stretched out his fist. Duk.

Then he lightly applied power. Kwaang!

The Beast Form flew into the air, and Orlando couldn't even scream as he was turned upside down. His mind was already devastated by the shock. The sudden hit penetrated his rigid muscles and bones, damaging the insides. If Theo had wanted to kill him, Orlando would've died instantly. What more could be said after he flew 10 meters through the air?

"Kuwek, kuweeeek…" The unconscious Orlando was leaning against a tree, but nobody cared about him.

[Then I will continue giving instructions.]

Ellenoa's face brightened as the party passed by the miserably fallen Orlando and climbed a wooden staircase.

Some magicians even kicked Orlando several times, but none of them stopped. There was no dignity left for the fallen lion.

* * *

"He was a foolish fellow." Theodore laughed as he arrived in his room and recalled the werebeast that he fought.

Orlando's power itself wasn't bad. No, it was really excellent. If Theo fought a knight with such power, it would be tricky in many ways. One example was Rebecca. Strength harmonized with technology had turned her into a bigger threat.

Compared to that, Orlando's punch was nothing new.

"Without technique or aura, he won't be able to deal with me. Now I know why the beast clans retreated from the continent."

A voice responded to Theo's cynical soliloquy, -Well, don't be too discouraged. There is a reason for the decline of the beast clan.

"What is it?"

–It is ambiguous. It is a mixture of information that can't be said and intermediate information. You might not be able to understand, but if you want to hear it, I will tell you.

This seemed to be information which hadn't been known before. If historians were here, they would give their gallbladders to find out. However, it was just a mere curiosity for Theo, who nodded.

Then Gluttony replied with a single line of explanation, –It is because the beast king, Fenrir, was murdered by someone.

"…I don't know that name."

–I knew it.

Theo didn't ask anything more, but Gluttony had raised his curiosity.

Although Theo had read many books in the magic tower's library, Fenrir was an unfamiliar name to him. It had only been 500 years ago that the beast clans had started to decline. However, according to Gluttony, there was more behind it.

However, Theodore's worries didn't last long.

–This is an interesting forest. A world tree that is reproduced using Arv's power, a refuge for the fallen species… It is amazing that an elf kingdom is established in the middle of it.

"Are you talking about Elvenheim?"

–That's right. Elves originally lived in colonies, but they aren't a species with a strong sense of attachment. High elves are their focal point, but a kingdom goes against their identity.

It was difficult. Theo was merely 20 years old, no matter how clever he was, whereas Gluttony was a grimoire whose years couldn't be counted. It might be common sense for Gluttony, but it was forced to speak many words in order to explain.

Elves shouldn't have created a country? Or maybe they couldn't make one? Did Elvenheim already exist?

As he was thinking those questions, the next blow emerged.

–I didn't know there was a grimoire here. Seems I won't be too bored staying in this forest.

"What, grimoire? In the Great Forest?!"

There had been a day in the past few decades, or maybe centuries, when magicians gathered and organized the characteristics of grimoires which had popped up in history. Some grimoires had looked like books, or the grimoires had chosen their owner using free will.

The inherent knowledge was different, but there were many points which matched up when the grimoires were arranged by behaviour. There were those who skipped space with no constraints, those who chose their owner regardless of the owner's will, those who had an unknown method of communicating knowledge, and those who controlled the owner's body. The fact that grimoires were rarely seen in the human world was one of the few things they had in common.

However, Gluttony said that he felt a grimoire in the Great Forest. It spoke in a pleasant tone, like it had been expecting Theo's reaction.

–That's right. I remember this wave of power clearly. I can feel the power of the grimoire that started Ragnarok, the war that ended the Age of Mythology.

"Ragnarok…!"

–At that time, Surtr the great archmage got his hands on the grimoire and burned the original world trees. The name is [Laevateinn].

After Gluttony spoke, the information of the grimoire popped up in front of Theo.

[Laevateinn]

[-A grimoire where the realm of fire, Muspelheim is sealed. At the time of Ragnarok, Surtr had unlocked the power of the grimoire fully and burned the world tree by releasing Muspelheim. However, in return, he was turned to ashes, and his whereabouts after that are unknown.

* The rating of the grimoire is 'Legend.'

* When consumed, ???

* When consumed, ???

* When consumed, ???]

…A legendary grimoire equivalent to Death's Worship! Theodore's eyes shook as he read the information window.

It was the same rank as the grimoire which had made its host an elder lich in three months? Furthermore, the contents of the information about Laevateinn were even worse. Laevateinn was a grimoire with a sealed off world which burned the world trees. Its timing seemed like it was aiming at Elvenheim.

Theodore cried out involuntarily, "Gluttony, you said you felt it? So, do you know where the grimoire is now?"

However, the answer from Gluttony was disappointing.

–I don't know. The distance was too far, and the power only manifested for a moment. It was a fluke that I even figured out it was Laevateinn.

"Then how do I find it in this wide forest?" Theo asked nervously.

Gluttony just chuckled. –Don't worry, it will close on us soon.

"What?"

–The grimoire needs sacrifices to release the seal and exercise its power properly. And Laevateinn's favourite food is all around us.

The grimoire's fire which burned the world trees… A thought flashed through Theodore's mind.

Gluttony opened its mouth and said with perfect timing, –If it lights a fire in this dense forest, it will be able to free at least two seals… This forest also has an offering that is more excellent than anything else.

"…World tree."

–That's correct, Gluttony confirmed in a sweet and dark voice, like a demon. –Stay calm and wait. The day will come when [Laevateinn] reaches our mouth.