Monica sat under the white fountain and looked in the direction of the city gates.

He used to enter the city from that side, and then ran all the way to the fountain and gave her a reassuring hug after waiting for her.

How many years have you not felt that warmth?

A year? Two years? Still is...

She doesn't remember.

She was used to the strange stares of the travelers around her.

They would treat her as a talking point on their travels and forget about her in the aroma of ale.

And she knows that travel is something that only happens in her heart.

The heart is not free, everywhere is a cage, and travel never happens.

Occasionally, someone passing by asks her, "What are you doing here?" Where are you going?"

Sometimes she was silent, sometimes she raised her head and replied in a daze:

"I'll go home."

Since the news of her husband's disappearance has come.

She stopped spinning and weaving, even though she was the best tailor in town.

She waited here day after day, waiting for him to come home.

Her savings were enough to support her needs, and occasionally her mother would come and bring her something to eat.

Mother...

Yes, he said that he would marry her when he came back, and they would have a child.

She had to wait for him, she had to wait for him, for him to fulfill his promise.

Everyone around her said she was crazy, maybe she was crazy.

What is the reason for waiting for someone who is impossible to come back?

Is it because of love?

Is it because of commitment?

She vaguely remembered what he had said when he parted.

"When I get home, Monica's illness will be cured, and I will definitely ask the best priest in town to marry us."

The sun was dazzling that day, and she wanted to look up at her lover's face, but she couldn't see it clearly.

Only those clasped hands as if they were just yesterday.

"If I forget, then you're really gone."

"But I miss you so much, Egbert"

The heart felt a familiar ache again.

This is the only thing that has accompanied her from birth to the present.

This time it was so painful that her red and swollen fingers were shaking.

"Are we going to meet?"

Her eyes slowly closed, and a figure seemed to walk up to her before she died.

"It's you ....."

A palm rested on her thin shoulder, and a warm current entered her body.

The warmth diluted the pain in my heart.

It's like the leaf that Egbert brought back.

"Egbert, is that you?"

Monica called softly.

Her eyelids seemed to be crushed by stones, and she couldn't break free no matter what.

She tugged at the hand.

"No, I'm Morey, you can let it go, I might be dead in a while."

Ron responded to her nonchalantly.

Now it was Ron who controlled his body and unleashed the [Seven Rings of Magic: Life Transmission] on him.

[Seven Rings Magic: Life Transmission]: Transporting one's own life energy into the opponent's body can quickly restore the loss of the body, and cannot increase the lifespan.

This magic needs to be touched to the opponent's body in order to be released.

After seeing Monica wake up, Morey wanted to raise his palm to interrupt the transmission of life, but he was caught by Monica.

"Ahh

The unfamiliar voice frightened Monica, and she let go of those hands, successfully keeping Moredo alive for a few years.

In just such a moment, Morey seemed to be 4 or 5 years old, and he had at least ten years of life energy into it.

Monica finally opened her eyes, and the unfamiliar wooden ceiling came into view.

She found herself lying on a wooden bed, her emaciated body wrapped in a soft, white quilt.

Her heart no longer hurt, and she propped herself up to look around, and it was already dusk outside the window.

Next to her stood a middle-aged man in his fifties, none other than Morey.

Ron sat on the magic hat on top of Morey's head and looked at the panicked woman in front of him.

"You don't seem crazy, do you?"

A crisp voice sounded.

Monica then discovered Ron's existence.

There's no way, shrink the body + transfiguration + conceal and open up, and everyone has to be confused.

“...... Dragon? ”

Monica looked at Ron in surprise, this was the first time she had seen a real dragon.

"You're not crazy, so can you give me an answer, where did the leaves in your body come from?"

Ron gets straight to the point.

He didn't bother to listen to any tragic love story, he just wanted to figure out where that leaf came from!

As soon as he found the leaves, Ron used the system's identification function.

【Successful Identification】

【Withered World Leaves】

This is the information given by the system, which is similar to what Ron expected.

A leaf can have such a strong breath of life, even if it is about to wither and dissipate, it can still hang this woman's life from death!

Apart from the leaves of the World Tree, Ron had a hard time thinking of anything else.

But according to the Karen Encyclopedia, it's clear that the world tree of this plane has withered, right?

"I smell a conspiracy?"

Ron thought quietly.

[Goal 3: Visit the city flying in the sky and taste the water of life]

Reward for completion: ???

The eaux-de-vie only appear at the base of the World Tree, and are extremely rare.

This woman is only in her thirties, and according to the tradition, the leaves of the World Tree will automatically dissipate after they leave the branches of the main body for a maximum of ten years.

Looking at the leaf in her heart, this account is also confirmed.

That is, more than ten years ago her lover gave Monica a leaf that had just fallen off the World Tree?

Where did the World Tree come from?

Ron's eyes narrowed into slits.

"Answer me, woman, where did the leaves in your heart come from?"

If it weren't for the fact that this woman's body was already extremely weak, then Ron wouldn't have asked her so politely.

Wouldn't it be beautiful to go straight to the charm technique?

But now this woman's body can be said to be full of holes, not only the body, but also her soul!

She was born with a disease in her heart, but it was only a small matter, and it stands to reason that the leaves of the World Tree would have cured such a minor ailment with ease!

Now it's just keeping Monica alive.

That's an ultra-rare existence that can only be born in countless planes!

Even the Elven Lord God Corellon's kingdom did not have a few World Trees.

Because the existence of each World Tree automatically becomes the home of all the good, neutral faction elves of that plane.

No one can touch their house, not even God!

So after learning that the World Tree of this plane had actually withered, Ron at that time was outrageous.

It's easier for you to kill a demigod dragon than to topple the World Tree.

You know, it's impossible to protect this magical plant with the protection of ordinary elves alone.

The adult World Tree will also give birth to a High Elf species such as the Sun Elf or the Moon Elf at regular intervals!

That's the World Tree's most precious ability.

At the same time, the sun and moon elves are also the strongest representatives of the elves in the astral plane.

In the story of the bard, they are all legends, and even one of the moon elves almost succeeded in killing the gods!

Look at Monica's silence since she woke up.

The corners of Ron's mouth twitched.

He is most annoyed by this kind of guy who is not afraid of death and has a hard mouth.

I can't use charm yet...

Wait, that whistle seems to have said that she has been waiting for her lover to return?

Ron only thought for a moment before smiling.

There's a way!

The corners of Ron's mouth cracked, a bit like a dragon king in his previous life.

Like a demon's whisper, Ron's seductive voice entered Monica's ears.

"If you still want your lover back......"

"Just tell me honestly"

"Everything you know!"