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"That's true, the three of us have taken care of the housekeeping skills, but we still can't do anything about this tree" Griffith's face was sad at the moment, it was the first time that his light magic had been so frustrated. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Could it be something else, maybe it's because there aren't enough nutrients in the soil... Or maybe the tree is really about to die" Since the Pope's magic has no effect at all, then I'm afraid it's not the tree itself.

"No, the Elven Empress is pretty sure the problem is inside the Sacred Tree... But now the whole elf clan has lost contact with the tree, so there is no reason for it," Griffitz replied affirmatively.

No wonder there are elves in the Valley of the Dead, it turns out that this is the reason why the withered flower can make creatures fall into a deep sleep and stop their menstrual cycles, and it is on it that the elves have kept the tree up for two years. Francis touched his chin, the theory of his previous life is probably not suitable for this tree, first of all, this tree grows contrary to the theory of the previous life, and was created by the magic of the main god... This one can no longer be called a tree

"I'll show you there tomorrow, what might you find?" Griffitz looked at Francis, who was still thinking, maybe he would have a solution.

"Okay, let's check it out tomorrow. Just thinking about it here, you can't think of anything. ”

"I'm going too, I'm going too," Guna flew over Griffith's shoulder, chirping to go.

"Of course I'll take you to the little things, and if you're lucky, you might even find the root of the tree," Griffitz pulled Guna off his shoulder, making his head big.

"Then I'll go back and rest first, I'm already very tired" Philomena saw that her grandfather was tired, and knew that he must have spent a lot of energy today, and was ready to leave first to let him rest for a good night.

"Then I will also take my leave, Your Majesty, you can rest well" Francis also planned to go back to the room first, although the light element in the air was not as strong as the Holy Mountain, but it was also much stronger than other places. Francis planned to meditate carefully and strive to break through the eighth order in one breath, and when he advanced to the holy level, he could summon another character.

"Hehe, let you see, my old bones are indeed about to be tossed apart. Griffitz smiled self-deprecatingly, his physical strength was no longer as good as before.

"Hehe, Your Excellency the Pope laughed at the lifespan of the god level, I'm afraid you haven't even reached the prime of life now."

"You two just find a spare room next door to live in, rest early, you've been tired for the past two days"

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"Whew" Francis sat cross-legged on the wooden bed, eyes closed. As he breathed, the light elements in the air were absorbed into his body in an orderly manner.

"It's still one step away," Francis sighed, and opened his eyes helplessly, every time he reached the last step, he was always not strong enough to break through the bottleneck. His strong spiritual power allows him to have dozens of times the magic power of his peers, but if he wants to break through, he must accumulate more magic power. I don't know how much more energy it takes to advance this body than it does at the same level.

"Whew" exhaled a breath of turbidity, and Francis slowly dispersed his sights and smells, observing Divia in the dark night. Although the color of seeing and hearing has been weakened a lot, as long as you concentrate, you can still see it at a glance within a kilometer.

Following the curving roots, Francis began to observe the surroundings of the yard. As soon as he entered the city, he felt that many eyes were watching him. Some of them were curious glances, but more of them were unkind eyes with a sense of scrutiny, which made Francis very unhappy, and he had to be watched by the elves all the way away.

"Help... I..."

Francis jumped up from the wooden bed, his heart beating violently. Just now, it seemed that something had intercepted him, and a hoarse voice came into Francis's ears. The figure was so sad that Francis jumped up directly.

"Is this elven city still haunted?" Francis swallowed and foamed, although he was not afraid of ghosts knocking on the door if he didn't do anything wrong, but the sound just now really scared him out of a cold sweat.

"No, I should have heard it wrong, where did the ghosts in this world come from, even if they exist, they are only undead or resentful, I am a light mage, and what I am best at dealing with dark creatures is not killing themselves, don't they kill themselves when they find me?" In the previous life, I was not afraid of anything, but I was afraid of ghosts and the like.

"I'd better get some sleep, I'm already hallucinating from exhaustion," Francis closed his eyes tightly, not thinking about the terrible scream he had just made. But sometimes the more you avoid something, the more active it becomes, and it keeps coming to mind.

"Forget it, I'd better meditate for a while" As soon as he closed his eyes, the miserable voice appeared in his mind, and Francis had to get up and continue meditating.

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"What's the matter, Francis, didn't you sleep well?" Philomena called out to the groggy Francis early in the morning.

"yes, I'm a little excited to change to an unfamiliar environment, I've been meditating last night," Francis said weakly with dark circles under his eyes. Last night the ghost seemed to haunt him, and as soon as he closed his eyes, he could hear its ghostly scream, and Francis was frightened and didn't sleep all night.

"Francis, how is he languishing, he doesn't look good," Griffitz pushed open the door energetically, and after a night's rest, he was now regained.

"Philomena, did you hear any strange noises last night?" Francis did not put the hat on his robe as usual, it was not difficult to find a man prettier than him in this forest, the hat was no longer necessary.

"Is there one? Divia is unexpectedly quiet, and the air is good, I haven't slept so comfortably in a long time" Philomena didn't feel anything at all, except for the terrible scream that Francis had heard last night.

"Are you alright?"

"It's nothing, maybe it's been too stressful lately, and I can't sleep in another place," Francis casually made up a reason. If they knew that a light mage was actually frightened by the undead, wouldn't the strong demeanor they had worked so hard to build plummet.

"Let's go, let's go to the Elven Empress, maybe we'll find out what's wrong with this tree today, if not... I can only consult the old-timers in the church" In the end, Griffitz also sighed helplessly, those old-timers are in retreat to suppress the seal, and they don't know if it's worth it to bother them for the elves.

"Yes, if you can't do it, you should leave early" Francis shook his head, this place is indeed dangerous, it is better to leave early.

"Do you want to have some breakfast?"

"No, it's all some fruit... And now I can't work up my appetite at all. ”

"Young people have to be vigorous to do it, Francis can't always practice hard, the combination of work and rest is the most effective," after gathering the other two popes, the group walked towards the empress's palace, which was built in the middle of the trunk.

"Sure enough, what is natural is the most beautiful" Philomena looked around in admiration, all the palaces were made of trees that grew naturally, there was no carving, and there was no gold, silver and jade to be found in this palace. Even so, this palace is definitely not inferior to the human palace in terms of momentum, and compared with the human palace, the elven queen's palace is a little less luxurious and a little more natural.

"Youlao and the three of them came early in the morning, and Heroev thanked them again," the elegant voice came from inside the palace gate, and a rush of footsteps came.

Cloud sideburns are wrapped, rich and graceful. It is not an exaggeration to describe the woman wearing a crown in front of her as a natural stunner, captivating the country and the city, and a casual look back can make countless people fall over. It is undeniable that this elven queen is the most beautiful woman Francis has ever seen. Philomena next to her is just a little yellow-haired girl compared to her, immature and young.

"The Empress is so angry, as an ally of the elven race, they should have helped each other to do so" The three popes saluted politely, this woman with the best appearance in the world is a real demigod who far surpasses them in terms of status and cultivation.

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