Chapter 470, determination

Catarian sat in the Central Garden of the Faroese residence. The ice-blue vertical pupils unique to the ice dragon bloodline swept across the other people sitting in the garden.

There was a guardian, a powerful undead Lord, and a lowly and hateful human.

Over the long years of Catarian’s life, it was completely unimaginable how these three completely different races were able to sit together and drink tea happily.

What was even more incomprehensible to catarian was that the former priest of the sacred tree, and the most obedient and obedient elf priest, Tyreen, had become one of them!

Judging from the attitude of the undead lord towards Tyreen, she seemed to like Tyreen very much.

Shouldn’t the undead, who had always accompanied death, hate the world tree? After all, the World Tree was a huge collection of life energy.