In front of Jones, a city as beautiful as a fairy tale appeared. Or more accurately, Jones didn't even know if he should call it a city or not. Maybe it's the woods.

As far as the eye can see, the vast majority of houses are built on trees. That's right, it's a treehouse.

As far as the eye can see, they are all the kind of towering giant trees that Jones has seen before that are tens of meters high and are hugged by thirty people. In fact, there are many giant trees that have reached a height of hundreds of meters, reaching the width of a hundred people. The so-called houses are built on these giant trees. Even the question of whether these houses should be called houses or not, they are all made by special means to grow naturally from giant trees, and no two houses are exactly the same. From a distance, it looks like one peculiar lump after another on the giant tree, and it is one with the giant tree.

Underneath the house are ropes woven from vines and rattans, which form a "lift". Elves can access their houses through these lifts, not necessarily through the primitive means of climbing trees.

Even the "houses" that fall to the ground are actually made of hollowed out giant trees. Hollow out the inside of the giant tree to make stairs, compartments, and doors and windows, but it does not affect the survival of the giant tree itself......

Yes, every house here is actually alive.

Under the giant trees, the elves paved the winding streets with cobblestones. None of the streets are straight here, and after all, not a single house is built according to the plan.

In the distance, Jones could hear someone playing the harp, someone playing the accordion, someone playing with a bell, and a sweet female voice gently harmonizing. These sounds come from different directions, but they magically converge in the air into melodious tunes, full of romance.

As soon as they entered the holy land of Cartier, the crowd slowed down and simply rode on the unicorn and continued slowly.

Before arriving, Jones thought that Cartier, the holy land, would be very deserted at night, but it wasn't. Not only no, but also full of amazement.

Floating around were the kind of dandelion-like creatures I'd seen in the forest before, but with small eyes and a glimmer of light all over their bodies. This makes Cartier, the holy land of the night, not dark, but rather has a psychedelic feeling.

A winged pegasus flew over Jones's head.

A giant snail larger than a wagon walked past Jones, the shell of the wagon, which had been converted into a wagon, was piled with stuff. The elf, who sat on it, not knowing whether to call it a coachman or not, took off his hat and greeted Daliana.

A "big tree" was slowly raising its arm, lifting a large box high above his "canopy" and handing it to a few elves standing on top of the treehouse. Yes, the big tree, if he stood still, you would think that he was a tree about twenty meters long, however, he actually had limbs, and even eyes, a nose, and a mouth, as if he were a human being.

"Hey, have you been busy all night?" Daliana asked from afar.

"Yes...... Target...... Must...... Beard...... Now...... Late...... Not...... Yes...... Do...... Law. It was a hoarse, staccato voice. Not only does he speak slowly, but he also moves extremely slowly.

"Well, hard work. ”

"This ...... Be...... I...... Target...... Work...... Make. ”

Riding a unicorn, the group staggered past the big man.

"Do you know him?" Jones asked in a whisper.

"No, I don't know. Daliana shook her head.

"May I ask, what is he?

"No, it's a dryad, not a monster. I'm a member of our elven race. Usually they only move around during the day, so I just ask casually. Haven't you seen it?"

"No, no, no other place on the continent has ever seen it. ”

A little guy with a human silhouette and emerald green clothes, but only the size of a palm, with a pair of dragonfly wings and a glow from his body, flew up to Dora and giggled.

Dora hurriedly looked over to Daliana.

Receiving Dora's request for help, Daliana explained, "This is the Flower Elf, and a member of our Elven Clan. ”

Not only that, but there are also those with butterfly wings.

"This is also a flower elf. Female flower fairies have dragonfly wings, while male flower fairies have butterfly wings. ”

Then there were the grown-ups who were a head shorter than Jones, with elven-like pointed ears and a disproportionately large nose, and dwarfs with slender limbs.

"This is a goblin, and a member of our elven race. ”

Dressed in armor, he was covered with muscles, tall centaurs.

"Centaurs, still members of our elven clan. ”

A burly and sturdy stone man.

"The rock people are still members of our elven race. ”

"So the blood elves are actually a collective term for many races?"

"The elves are, but the blood elves are not. The black-haired ones are the Blood Elves, the golden-haired ones are the Wood Elves, and then there are the many species of Dryads, Flower Elves, Elves, Centaurs, Rock Men, and so on. ”

"But I've only heard of blood elves and wood elves. After a moment's hesitation, Jones awkwardly added, "I don't know if you mind if I say that, thinking I don't know anything about elves." But I really haven't heard of that. ”

"No, it's normal. Daliana explained, "All the foreigners who come to Logoshenni for the first time will be like you. The Wood Elves and Blood Elves are the main body, and the others are our companion races. We are collectively known as the Elves, yes, that's it. ”

In fact, Belle next to her was also stunned. Although this was her third time in Logosianne, it was her first time in the Holy Land of Cartier. It should even be said that this is the first time she has come to a real elven city. Before, it was just staying in the harbor, where there were very few blood elves, let alone companion races.

Along the way, no matter who they were, most of them would be momentarily stunned when they saw Jones and his party. And when they saw that there was one of the people in the group, Daliana, and saw the shamrock medal on Daliana's arm, they relented, took off their hats, and greeted them from afar. This is true for both men and women.

Oh yes, and that amazing look.

There is indeed not a single golden-haired Wood Elf here, and the golden-haired Wood Elves all live on the other side of the Silverwing Peninsula. Under normal circumstances, they don't have anything to do with the blood elves.

There are no wood elves, but there are many blood elves.

Every elf Jones saw here, both male and female, was one of the most handsome men and women in the human world. Yes, every single one. Although the blood clan can always remain young, and there are many handsome men and beautiful women, they are really incomparable to elves.

It is a race that seems to exist for the sake of beauty. After birth, their early growth will be similar to that of humans, with infancy, infancy, and adulthood after the age of sixteen. After adulthood, they remain at their peak until they are over 1,000 years old, and in the last two years of their life, they will age rapidly and eventually die.

So, in this place, it will be difficult for you to see the old man and the child, because the elves only have a very small period of their lives to appear in these two states. Here, there are only young people, although they are more conservative than the vast majority of other races, however, there are really only young people here, at least visually.

Looking at the dreamy scene in front of him, Jones couldn't help but sigh: "No wonder the book says that the elven city-state is the most beautiful city in the world, there is no one." Now, it seems, it is. If I had to write a book, I would do the same. ”

"Thank you for the appreciation. We're almost there. With that, Daliana smiled and pointed ahead.

Following Daliana's point, Jones vaguely saw a large tree trunk.

Why is it vague?

Because the trunk was so big, unimaginably large, that Jones was in the "middle of the woods," and he could only faintly see part of it under the cover of the trunks and branches of the giant trees around him.

It wasn't until he came to the open that Jones really got a full view of the tree.

It is at least a few kilometers high, and can be stuffed into an entire plain under the canopy. The roots of the trees on the ground protrude from the ground, like small mountains, small mountains. The roots of the trees are covered with windows, indicating that they have been converted into living places.

Jones was stunned.

Standing in front of it, Jones was so small that perhaps not even a mosquito could compare to a large tree.

The intertwined roots of the tree are an entire city.

"This is our Sacred Tree, and its other name is the Sacred Wood Library. ”

"Shenmu Library, I thought it was just the name of a library. ”

"It is also our sacred tree. ”

The lights of ten thousand homes, the light from the windows, from a distance, are the dots of crystal on the sacred tree.

Jones suddenly reacted, and at first Dariana said what he meant by arranging a place where he would not see the sun. Indeed, if you live under the sacred tree, you will not see the sun during the day, because the dense canopy of trees blocks out all the sunlight, but leaves enough illuminated reflections.

It's truly a magical place, and even the Dragon Nest before it was destroyed in the past can't compare to it. Although Jones has never been to Dragon Nest.

"I hope that one day the Mega Snake City will become like this. Jones sighed softly.

"Huh?" Daliana, who had walked in front, turned around.

"I mean, there can be so many races living together in harmony. Jones explained with a smile.

Yes, countless races live together harmoniously and thrive here.

"We are very supportive of this. Daliana smiled and replied, "We're not interested in how you defeated the Bloodline Senate, but we support your idea of freeing the slaves. It is because of the emancipation of slaves that the Hydra Knight has a very good reputation with us. Of course, we still don't want to live with Bloodlines or Goblins or Goblins, and we don't quite understand the idea of the Blood Elves who are still reluctant to return to Logosenny after you have given you freedom. It may not be polite for me to say that, but that's what I really think. Thank you for your understanding. ”

"I understand. Jones spread his hands helplessly.

"She spoke very impolitely, with honorific titles to you, Lord Jones, and impolite on the other. Dora couldn't understand what she was thinking. Dora whispered in Jones's head.

Under the guidance of Daliana, the crowd continued to move forward slowly. They walked between the rhizomes of the sacred tree.

It was almost dawn now, and the morning elves had already begun their day. Countless elves come and go, busy.

"Who are these?" said the sweet-looking female elf in her baggy pajamas stood on her balcony brushing her teeth and watched curiously as Jones and his party walked past their balcony.

"Whew——!" Two young magicians were standing on the "rooftop" on the side of the road to practice. One of the young mages suddenly saw Jones and his party, and was stunned for a moment, forgetting to cast a shield spell and being hit directly by a fireball, which made him very embarrassed.

"Grandma! it's too late! hurry up!" the elf girl with a fruit basket is urging "Grandma", who looks to be her age. Seeing Jones and his party, she was also stunned for a moment, blinking and looking at it with a pair of big eyes.

The instructor of "Prepare for ——!" was training swordsmanship at the shooting range, and when he saw Jones and his party, he was stunned for a moment, and the "shooting" that had originally come to his mouth was swallowed back. Suddenly, the six students in a line all followed his gaze towards Jones.

Countless pairs of eyes were staring at Jones and his party.

Well, they were mostly staring at William. The appearance of the blood clan is not too big with the elves, and the lich is really a heaven and an earth. With a single glance, everyone will notice the undead creature in the party.

Fortunately, the lich didn't know what embarrassment was, and along the way, William made eye contact with the elves watching him. He stared at whoever was staring at him, and of course, he soon found himself too busy.

An elven child who came out of nowhere raised his hand and shot an arrow at William.

What did I say earlier? It's hard to meet a young Blood Elf or an elderly Blood Elf. Yes, it's hard, but if you're unlucky, it's still going to happen.

With a "snap", the arrow hit the forehead. Oh yes, it's one of those toy arrows with suction cups at the tip of the arrow, and it's right on William's forehead.

Everyone was stunned. The scene at that time was very awkward, very embarrassing. They may not have seen the Lich, but they certainly did.

William stood there as if he had actually been hit by an arrow in the forehead. The whole world fell silent.

What are the consequences of shooting a lich? The elves still have common sense.

The child's mother was so frightened that she hurriedly picked up the child and hid away. Even Daliana was frightened and stared with wide eyes.

Jones and William looked at each other. Then William reached out and took the toy arrow that was sucked on his forehead, looked at the child who was shooting the arrow in the distance, and then turned over and landed on the ground, walking towards the child.

For a moment, the vigilance of all the blood elves present was raised to the extreme. Some of the men had already placed their hands on the baskets, ready to draw their bows at any time. The two centaurs not far away had also tightened their axes.

Walking up to the child, William reached out and handed the toy arrow. The child reached out and took it, staring blankly at William. The mother, who was holding the child tightly, also had her eyes wide open.

Then William turned and walked away, without saying a word.

It was only at this point that everyone present slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Let's keep walking. Jones reminded Daliana, who was still stunned.

"Oh...... Good. Daliana smiled awkwardly.

The group rode slowly forward on the unicorn again.

The elf girl standing on the roof of the house in the distance, or rather at the root of the tree, watched their backs from afar, holding the wooden flute, and playing melodious music. The sound echoed in the air, and the atmosphere around him suddenly returned to a relaxed and cheerful state.

Finally, a huge tree hole appeared in front of Jones.

"Here we are, this is the place we have arranged for Lord Hydra. Daliana said with a smile.

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