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When the World Tree grew to a radius of almost ten meters, it stopped growing.

The huge canopy of trees stretches out in all directions and then stands still, as if hundreds of years have passed, and the verdant foliage is covered in layers, connecting with the surrounding forest into a serene whole. The sun hung down golden swords from between the branches and leaves. Brando raised his head, and the green veins on each leaf vein were clearly visible, as if a network of emerald blood vessels was distributed throughout the canopy.

An ancient tree is quietly entrenched in the center of the ancient and mysterious magic array.

Roman was stunned, and Miss Merchant's mouth opened in astonishment, as if to utter a short, 'ah-' tone. Akane couldn't help but widen her amber eyes behind her, but she had more or less cultivated some concentration since following Brando, so there was only something strange in these eyes at the moment.

And Metisa, who was once the youngest princess of the Silver Elves, was slightly better, at least maintaining the reserve of the Silver People, but her eyes also flashed.

Only the elder sister of the wild elves, Miss Flo, still has a 10,000-year-old poker face. It's not so much a matter of personality as she's a part of the whole rules of a traveling mage - unlike Métisa, who later became a 'knight', she's much more experienced. After experiencing even more incredible things, even if a real world tree grows in front of your eyes, it doesn't seem so much of a fuss.

"Brando, did you just plant a tree seed!?" The first to speak was little Roman. Miss Merchant's expression was more of a curiosity than a puzzle. I probably felt that Brando had done something very remarkable again: "How did a tree grow and grow so fast!" I'm not dreaming, Brando, pinch me! ”

Brando glared at her and came back to her senses. Miss Merchant's way of thinking is never understandable to normal people, just as the way Buch expresses her fear when she first encounters the ghost of Mardala is - 'Brando, will they eat us?' Most of her curiosity was expressed by- 'Ah, that's amazing, Brando!' ’

"This is the World Tree." Medisa turned around and asked, the elven princess's silver eyes flashed with some kind of reason, and she didn't jump to a conclusion: "Lord Lord?" ”

"No, it's not so much ......" Brando looked up at the 'huge' tree. Shook his head.

This tree is not so much a World Tree as it is 'a town sheltered under a huge canopy'. In some ways, it does resemble the World Tree in Valhalla, with the same huge canopy and intertwined root branches, almost like a miniature model. But the top of the tree stretches out in all directions, and even at the foot of the tree you can see that a huge platform has formed above.

Say it's a platform, or maybe it's a square in the shade of a tree.

The brown trunks of the trees formed the towering walls, protecting the squares above the walls, and even the edges of the squares grew with slender branches woven into each other to form balustrades or handrails, but from a standard military point of view, this is the breastwall or the women's wall.

All in all, the tree grew into a small natural fortress -

"It's like a castle, it's beautiful......" Akane looked at the tree or the little fortress with some fascination, it was like a forest castle inhabited by a sleeping princess in a fairy tale, with a dreamlike green color. Even though the red-haired girl has long hair tied up behind her head like the daughter of a real mountain man, and her aura is strong into battle, she occasionally remembers the stories and days in the fairy tales she longed for in the past.

After all, compared to it, she would rather be just an ordinary girl with the right to dream. Of course, if the lord is willing to give her a castle...... Ah, Akane couldn't help but feel a little stunned for a while.

Roman began to circle around the tree, and she could see that she wanted to go up. After a while, the lovely little girl found the baby: "There's a ladder here, Brando!" ”

Behind the old tree there was a ladder, like a spiral to welcome the guests, or rather to welcome the host, and the spiral ladder hung down from the top of the tree, which grew naturally from the vines attached to the trunk, but it did not appear thick at all, but seemed to have been artificially woven - delicate and beautiful.

The width between each step is just right, and the first time you see the ladder, you will know that you are just going up like this, and it will not be too difficult. What's more, it has an air of intimacy that doesn't make people suspect that it's a trap.

"Shall we go up?" Miss Merchant raised her head, her pretty bangs showing her flat forehead below, and she asked Brando with a wink.

Brando looked at the others.

In the past, he developed a habit of asking the opinions of players on his team, even though there was probably no 'player' other than him. The quiet silver elf princess, the 'secretary' of the wild elf sister who is very annoying but will not disobey his orders - or now has the status of the inseparable chief maid, which is the recognized status of Brando's subordinates. There is also little Roman and the mercenary girl Akane who obeys his orders, and the other girls are actually led by him.

Brando soon realized this habitual mistake he had made, and he couldn't help but smile and shake his head, after all, the habits in the game couldn't be changed for a while.

The elf princess saw the lord's embarrassment, and smiled faintly: "We elves are very sensitive to the breath of nature, and this tree gives me the feeling of being close. But it's not that spontaneous closeness, it's more like a feeling of 'home', it seems to invite us to go up. ”

"Well, actually, I feel that way, too." Brando nodded, but his words weren't quite true. For him, the relationship between this tree and him is more like a subordinate relationship, because the core of the city planted is bound to him, so now he has a vague feeling that he can control the qiē he sees in front of him, and even this spiral staircase he feels that he can command.

The feeling was so strong that Brando couldn't help but give an order in his heart. "Retract." He commanded, only to hear a soft thud - a miracle had happened. The ladder of vines that had been hanging down naturally was actually retracted, as if the vines had suddenly come to life, and they had shrunk back and become ordinary plants clinging to the trunks of the trees.

"Ahh Roman was startled, and she quickly ducked behind Brando.

"You can command it?" Metissa asked, surprised.

Brando nodded, he was also curious, but this curiosity was accompanied by a certain guess, and if this guess came true, then this qiē would be a little too incredible.

"Let's go up and have a look." He said right away.

The others were more or less intrigued by this time, and even Flo, who was expressionless, couldn't help but take a closer look at the vine ladder that had been hanging down again. The ladder was actually very strong, and as expected, the group climbed up the spiral ladder without much effort, as if the ancient tree was dragging them upward, and everyone soon reached the top of the trunk.

What appeared was a small circular square, under the shade of lush trees, about a hundred paces from one end to the other, a little wider than expected. Surprisingly, there is a layer of stone slabs on the ground of the square, which is not the wood as expected. A small fountain stands in the middle of the square, and the water is covered with shiny pebbles. On one side of the square, there is a hall that looks like a house of elves, with a purely wooden structure with guò arches and a high roof that creates a fantastical structure.

Everyone was stunned.

"This ...... City Hall. Rather than recognizing the building, Medisa had a look of disbelief in her eyes for the first time: "Could it be that the tree itself is a magical town?" ”

"I'm afraid you guessed it......" Brando felt himself struck by a great surprise.

It was this that he had only been suspicious at first, but when he saw this hall, he was convinced that Valhalla was a tree, a living city - and that it could grow naturally. Without the need for artificial expansion, her branches and foliage shelter the entire territory from the wind and rain, and the city as a whole is much easier to defend.

It's so handsome!

This is definitely the territory of Brando's dreams, although Valhalla is still very small, and it is only thirty meters from one end of the ancient tree to the other, but even so, it has the rudiments of a magical town. In the City Hall, Brando sees the full picture of Valhalla. The map is presented on a wooden platform in the center of the hall - or rather a natural stump from which grows a crystal in which the entire structure of Valhalla is projected - it is hollow, with a downward staircase leading from all sides of the square to the hollow branches of the ancient tree.

Divided into a number of large and small rooms, it seems to be a living quarters and natural storehouses for the townspeople, and Brando finds that this area could be transformed into a barracks, or perhaps as it was originally intended to be.

There is also a downward passage in the town hall, which connects the three rooms at the bottom of the trunk, which contain natural mana pools - all connected to the ground by the massive roots of ancient trees, so that they can create a constant stream of mana. Such a room is called the Magic Lair, which is where the Lair is located, and can also be transformed into a water feature pool, or an alchemy room (wizard's tower).

"There are actually three mana pools!" Medisa looked at the map and was taken aback: "How can such a small magic town only be regarded as a primary territory!?" ”

"Primary territory? What is that? The other girls looked back at the elven princess without answering.

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