Fairy’s Box

World of Trees. Ovidis

This dark and sunless world is dead all year round, and everything is full of a rotten aura. Behemoths of several meters, or even twenty meters, grow extremely densely on the ground, covering the sky and the sun, and the rotten mutant moss is densely spread. One floor, with a strange musty smell.

A bright spot of light suddenly appeared in the depths of the sky, and then it dimmed. Accompanied by a sharp scream that cut through the sky from far to near, a deep pit was suddenly smashed into the ground where the rotten leaves were stacked.

Two or three seconds later, a large translucent crystal took shape, and inside were two middle-aged men in crimson toga robes, which were sent to the ground by the soft shimmer.

"This is the World of Trees?" The man who spoke was quite heroic in appearance, his hair was not long but he was well groomed, and there was a sense of majesty in his gestures.

"Mr. Jonathan, according to the coordinates, this place is very close to their Supreme Court."

The middle-aged man beside him quickly replied, his name is Tony, and he is also the deputy envoy on the mission to the World of Trees. He looks ordinary, but he is actually a scholar with profound knowledge, especially proficient in the cultural customs of tree elves.

"Where are the tree elves? Where are they?" Jonathan frowned and asked. He didn't know much about the world of the sea of ​​trees. He thought that people could be received everywhere, just like Antrazu.

"Mr. Jonathan, the existing tree elves are divided into a total of twelve tribes, and the areas under their jurisdiction are all sparsely populated. It is normal to see no living elves for hundreds of miles."

"But you just said that this place is very close to their Supreme Court?"

"Since the sea of ​​trees was burned by Emperor Jusius 800 years ago, the land of Ovidis has generally lacked clean water sources. Now their royal court is built underground and is ruled in name by the regent, Mizdno. All tree elves."

Tony obviously knows the world of the sea of ​​​​trees well, and all kinds of information are at your fingertips.

"Yes, their queen, Nanali, is still in our hands." Jonathan was deeply impressed by this matter. After all, the young queen of the tree elf was obtained by his father himself.

"...This matter is an indelible shame for the tree elves, Mr. Jonathan, it's better not to mention it in front of them." Tony wiped his sweat and said embarrassingly.

"I naturally understand that."

Jonathan nodded convincingly, his eyes suddenly turned to the north, and a blue light flashed in his eyes. There, a fierce-looking wild humanoid monster was eyeing them.

"This is a Cyclops, with a certain amount of wisdom." Tony reminded indifferently.

"Maybe it can help us find the king's court of the tree elf." As soon as Jonathan said this, his eyes suddenly burst out with python-like thunder, which instantly hit the monster's body and completely enveloped its bloated body.

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Mother Tree Hall

Prince Regent Mizdeno was full of anxiety, pacing back and forth on the stairs of the throne, and sighed in a sigh: "Everyone, the envoys to the kingdom are coming soon, but we don't even have any gifts to hand, so what should we do? ?"

"His Royal Highness, Shangguo is rich in products and has everything... It's pointless to send things like valuables." One of his staff said plausibly.

"Isn't it that the Rosevians are very good-looking... In my opinion, it is only necessary to treat each other with great courtesy, and the reception should be more solemn." Another aide came up with an idea.

"It's easy to say, we don't know their location at all, how to receive them... Besides..."

Mizdno's chest was full of helplessness, and he couldn't help sighing again. It was just two messengers, and there was no need to make such a big fanfare.

It's just that they really have something to ask for this time. Originally, the clean water in the sea of ​​​​trees was very short. Now that the sun has been lost, even the production of food has begun to drop sharply. If this goes on for a maximum of ten years, the tree elves will either continue to mutate or become extinct.

Standing at the forefront of the stairs, the tree elf sage who ranks second only to the regent, Proud suddenly broke the silence:

"No need to worry, Your Highness, I have a solution here."

"Please speak!" Mizdenuo responded quickly, regardless of his manners.

"The matter of the two-way tunnel can't be delayed any longer. We need to negotiate the trade port between the two worlds as soon as possible. We have to make Ovidis' economy deeply tied to Rosevia, so that they will sincerely help the tree elves solve the problem of survival."

"Yes, it really can't be delayed any longer." The Prince Regent replied solemnly. Now, don't talk about racial hatred and historical legacy. If you go against the Roseviers, the tree elves will become extinct.

"As far as I know, although Shangguo's magic guidance technology is advanced, it has not yet reached the level of creating an artificial sun." The leader of the Moonlight Tribe's tree elf added hesitantly.

"Let's not mention this for now." The tree elf sage shook his head and continued: "Even if there is no sun, we can still exchange resources for food, so that we can pass on the fire."

"But... The Sea of ​​Trees is completely at the lower end of the trade. Once it is tied to Rosevia, it will be dumped. Even the food is controlled by the other party... It's really not good."

The leader of the Barren Hill Tribe was quite knowledgeable, and in one word expressed the hidden worries of all the tree elves.

What's the use of having more resources? The rations are controlled by the other party, so why not let it be rounded and flattened by others? At that time, the Rosevians shouted that they would exchange a pound of magic stones for a pound of grain. Can they still buy it?

Damn capitalism, this is much faster than colonial slavery. No wonder we have been suppressed by human beings for more than 800 years, it is completely a problem of the system.

All the tree elves thought bitterly.

"Is everyone thinking too far?" Proud's face flashed a hint of disdain, and said without emotion: "The most important problem of the tree elves at present is to solve the food crisis, not worry about capital expansion."

"But..." There are still people who are not satisfied, and seem to want to raise an objection.

"Shut up!" The tree elf sage was finally crying stupidly by them, and couldn't help but scolded:

"Do you think that after the opening of the trade port, we will only do business with the Rosevi people? Besides, you don't know how to strive for self-improvement? As long as we have enough start-up capital, we can learn and buy technologies from other worlds, such as not Food that needs sunlight to grow!"

"Oh..." All the elves were suddenly enlightened, and they all said sincerely:

"Your Excellency is still far-sighted."

"It's settled!" Seeing that Proud had persuaded all the tribal leaders, Regent Mizdeno was overjoyed, and immediately said with certainty:

"When the envoys arrive, I will negotiate with them on a specific agenda."