Tiraya was carrying out the Elven Princess's order at this time to inspect the Elven Tree Mother on the fourth layer.

As the most upright squire on Lariel's side, Tiraya was in the same style as hers, carefully examining every leaf in the place, even the back of it.

Tiraya was arguably one of the longest-lived elves in the Elven Realm, and she had experienced the madness of the Treants, and she had guessed something that had happened through her own observations, so she didn't think there was anything wrong with the Elven Princess's decision.

Crexiu looked a little impatient.

"Why would Her Royal Highness the Princess give such an order, it's a bit abnormal, isn't it?" Critch didn't go through the madness, obviously a little confused, and asked boredly, "Could it be that something is wrong with the Elven Tree Mother?"

"Please don't speculate!" Tiraya hurriedly stopped her partner's nonsense, "This kind of thing the princess has her own decision!"

Tiraya said this for a reason, the Elven Tree Mother gave the forest life elements a form, so that they became the elves who existed in the world, to use the familiar things as a metaphor, the Elven Tree Mother is equivalent to the Nuwa of the Huaxia tribe to the elves, equivalent to the Western Creator, you think about it, if you go to the Western people who believe in the Creator and say that their Creator is wrong, how much trouble it will cause.

In addition to Cresius and Princess Tiraya's personal bodyguards, there were other elves following them, and what a bad effect would it have if this word fell into the ears of others?

Although there were times when Tiraya and Larrel disagreed, for the most part, she supported Larreal, and it turned out that Larreal's decisions were wise.

"Che, is it necessary to be so excited?" Chrissius grumbled quietly, "Is it true that Her Highness has made the right decisions?

Elves have long ears that are not meant to be used for decoration, their sense of hearing is particularly sensitive, but elves are also magical creatures, and Crexiu has cast magic in her own language, and no one hears it except herself.

"I said, 'Shall we take a break?' Crecius continued to check for a while, and finally found an opportunity to make such a suggestion to Lathia, the leader of the group.

Tiraya looked at the troops behind her, and saw that many of the young elves were already looking tired.

Since receiving the order of the elf princess last night, those elves have gone through a night of high-intensity work, although the elves' mental power is strong, but they are not perpetual motion machines, especially since they have not even touched a drop of water until now, and they will indeed be in a bad state.

"Let's all take a break. Lathia turned around and solemnly announced to the young elves.

After receiving the order, the elves seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, they sat down one after another, took out the food in the moving space and the collected dew, and began to enter****** the spirit is weak in nature, and the food is mostly pure and widowed, mostly fruits and vegetables, greasy meat they don't like, at most eat some small dried fish.

"Tiraya, let's search separately. After eating some fruit, Crexiu put forward his idea, "It's just an inspection of the sacred tree, it doesn't need so many people together, and the efficiency will be much higher after dispersion." ”

Hearing this suggestion, Tiraya's long pointed ears moved slightly, and she was thinking about Cresius's suggestion - indeed, judging from the actual work so far, the inspection of the elven tree mother is not a very difficult task, and the efficiency of everyone to search together is a bit low, it is better to disperse the inspection separately, and finally the news is more efficient.

"All right, but you have to check carefully so that you don't live up to Her Highness's expectations. Eventually, Tiraya finally agreed to Cresius' suggestion.

But Cresius's ambition was not limited to this, a team of twenty people, Cresius suggested dividing into four teams, with an average of five people per team, so that the work could be fast.

After some thought, Tiraya considered that this was not an adventure, but just an inspection in the safest place in the elven realm, and there was no need to have too strong a sense of huddle, and agreed to this suggestion.

After parting, Tiraya led the group and continued to search carefully along the previous route.

Soon after, Tiraya's forces discovered a tree hole. It's not strange for the Elven Mother Tree to have a tree hole, but now that it's an extraordinary time, Tiraya has decided to inspect the tree hole.

After some inspection, Tiraya found that it was indeed the most ordinary tree hole, and her thoughts were a little complicated, and she didn't know whether it was more disappointed or relieved.

Just as Tiraya was about to leave, she suddenly noticed a strange murmur coming from nowhere, and she tried to hear it carefully, only to find that the voice was gone.

"Did you hear any strange noises?" Tiraya asked her partner in confusion.

However, the other elves all shook their heads blankly at the high-level elf guard.

"Maybe I've been too tired lately. Tiraya smiled reluctantly, and didn't follow the voice any further.

But when Tiraya forgot about it, she didn't realize that the voice had been deeply imprinted into her brain.

It's a very wonderful sound, it's not like noise, when Tiraya hears it, it's like breathing, it's like breathing, no, it's not so much breathing, it's better to use the heartbeat as a metaphor, the kind of movement that has always been in our body, but we have become completely accustomed to it, acquiescing to its naturalness.

One of the elves was curious about what Tiraya had just heard while inspecting the tree hole, and couldn't help but approach the tree hole and poke his eyes out, but found nothing.

No, if we open God's perspective, we will find that the elf had actually heard that strange murmur, but she didn't notice it, and Tiraya was too cautious to react when there was a strange movement, but in the end she still lost to this strange sound.

And the other team, the inspection team led by Cresius, is carrying out the mission assigned by the elven princess.

"Wait, did you hear anything?" Chrysius suddenly called out to the elven companions.

"What do you hear?" the other elves all looked confused.

"The sacred tree is talking. Crexiu looked at the trunk of the Elven Tree Mother with an intoxicated expression and said stupidly.

"That's just the sound of the wind blowing through the leaves, right?" the other elves finally came to this conclusion after careful confirmation.

"No, it's the sacred tree that speaks. Cresius's intoxicated expression began to change, and there was a terrible frenzy in his eyes, "I know, I know!"

"Cresiu, you can't be sick, are you?"

"No, I hear you, the sacred tree is calling, and it wants us to change!" Cresius fell to his knees reverently, his face grimacing with horror.