Chapter 116 - The World Tree

"Hesel, do you feel comfortable?" In the grand hall, Muria, holding a book, smiled and looked at the Silvermoon Elf who had just walked in. This elf, who had spent over a hundred years, looked as if a little girl who had just started puberty among humans. Her body started to show the faint curves, but there really wasn't much to watch.

"Hmph, it's a waste." Her originally flowing silver hair was now wet and clung together, laying on the seemingly frail shoulders of the elf. Hesel, who emanated a fresh natural plant aroma, lightly hummed.

"It is a bit extravagant, but it's not a waste." Muria argued, then looked at the elf with a teasing smile, "Even if it's extravagant, you also enjoyed it, didn't you?"

"It's not a bit extravagant, it's very extravagant." Seeing Muria's face full of proud smiles, the elf girl couldn't help showing a sad expression, "How much juice of the Tree of Life does it take to make such a large Pool of Life?"