Chapter 172 – Ep.11 – The Warlock and the World Tree (4)
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The elves closed my eyes and dragged me away. Even though I was an outsider who knew only the destination of the World Tree and nothing else, they blinded me so that I could not memorize the route.
It was such a stern place. Even as they were being dragged to the World Tree, they could hear the rattling of armor, the stiff voices shouting to confirm each other’s identity, and the sound of trees shaking in the wind.
“Huh…”
‘Do it in moderation…’
It was a behavior that could hardly be understood from the point of view of walking with the arms held by the elves on either side. Even if I had my eyes pierced, I don’t think I’d be able to memorize all of them, but what…
“Son, you shouldn’t be rude to the World Tree. Okay? My mother and sisters will trust you. Be kind and polite to the World Tree, just like you did to my family.”
What is family
What kind of family in the world would hold on to a cock and squeeze it all day?
Even though I sneer at that absurd title, the elves smile and stroke my hair. They are really crazy Crazy bitches with no answers.
“My baby will do well. Take good care of the World Tree, okay?”
‘Crazy boys. What is Bopil?’
Should I spray the tree with a watering can?
Or what, even if the World Tree is alive and moving…
…Wait for a sec.
Come to think of it, there are quite a few cases where the world tree exists in human form in comics and novels. I had one in an old game…
And, like that belated realization,
The World Tree I encountered was in the shape of a woman sitting idly under a tall tree and dozing off.
As soon as the elves took off the blindfolds, they noticed it.
Unlike other elves, they cover themselves with tree trunks or leaves,
In such a state, a woman sleeping with her back against a large tree, the World Tree… No, a girl.
“Huh…”
Her body is pure white, her hair is green like a tree,
The way she wakes up rubbing her eyes is like an adolescent girl waking up from a nap.
“Haaam…”
“World Tree, I have brought you the child you called.”
Her elves approach her and kneel at her, saying: I was dragged in front of them and faced the world tree unintentionally.
“Ah really?”
The bold and cute voice of the World Tree turns my embarrassment into absurdity.
“Hello! Hello, hello!”
It jumps up and runs in front of me, grabs both hands, shakes them up and down, and shakes hands. Her welcome is so intense that her wrists, which are still bound together, are a little sore.
“Everybody can go now! Bye!”
“Please have a good time…”
The elves retreat.
Beneath a tree whose end cannot be seen and whose size cannot be measured,
Only me and the naked girl remain.
“I was really touched! The gift you gave me was really the best!”
I didn’t understand for a moment what this bright girl was talking about, but I soon realized the meaning of [Her gift] That she enjoyed.
‘Are you talking about my semen?’
I don’t know how I enjoyed it, but anyway, when the world tree smiled and said, I also nodded my head to her. It didn’t seem like things were going badly…
“Do you want to see here? Huh? Hurry up!”
The World Tree immediately led me by the hand and hopped under the thick wooden pole to go somewhere. Of course, guided by her hand, I immediately fell over and hit her head on a tree. My legs are shackled, and walking is fine, but running is unreasonable.
“Ugh, ugh…!”
“Ah, that’s because of that! Wait a minute~”
She immediately put her hand on my shackles and…
“Tada! Are you done now?”
Immediately turn it into dirt. The thick leather shackles disappear in an instant, and freedom returns to the legs.
“Eup? Ugh!”
‘Pooh, can you release me?’
I immediately put my hand in front of the world tree. If you only remove the handcuffs that are blocking her hands, you can immediately release the gag and shout a load.
“Eup! Eup!”
‘Release this too…!’
But, did I misunderstand the act of reaching out?
She smiled and took my hand and started running again.
“Okay, let’s go quickly!”
“Ugh!”
‘That’s not it…!’
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Meanwhile,
Somewhere in the dark, somewhere in a broken space…
There are three women walking there. An ancient elf with tattoos all over her body, a witch who staggered along, and a saint who smoked a cigar with trembling hands as she walked.
They walk toward an unknown place in pitch-black darkness. There is not even a starlight, so I struggle to walk through the painful darkness.
“How long are you going to walk…!”
The witch gritted her teeth and shouted at the elf’s back. Her weight is supported by an extended cane, and her walking is limited. She is exhausted The recoil of her magic is eating away at her.
“…”
Despite the witch’s question, the elf continued walking. No, it seems that after the witch spoke her words, she slowed down a bit. But the elf never stopped walking. She keeps walking
“I will die soon.”
Behind the elf’s footsteps, a clear voice came over. Chichi and Helen look at each other at the elf’s incomprehensible words as he advances while scattering purple mana.
“You guys are strong. I used all my strength.
Suddenly your vision brightens. Wind blows and sunlight enters an ambiguous space without a single ray of light.
“…Where is it?”
“This is where I live. Come in. I have no intention of killing you.”
A strange house appears in front of Chichi and Helen. A round, wide, but miserable space, where withered trees gathered around their waists…
When an elf approaches in front of it, the dead trees open their bodies and act as a door. The elf enters the door, which is large enough for one person to pass through, and Chi-Chi and Helen hesitate for a moment before entering.
“We are going to meet the World Tree. We stopped here for a while.”
The inside is decorated like a house in its own way, unlike the outside. And, the owner of the house, the elf, carefully looked over the well-organized shelf or table to pack his belongings.
Seeing her hair swaying in purple mana, Chichi gulped down her saliva and asked.
“Everything, what the hell are you? What are you an elf doing!”
“You don’t need to know. It’s a demon that will soon die and become ashes.”
As the elf said, the purple mana flowing out of its surroundings is somehow strange.
It emanates from her body as if she is running away. The withdrawal of mana is the same as the death of its original owner…
“…Crossed the line?”
“Okay.”
This time Helen asked the elf. And, the elf answered briefly.
Further conversation was pointless. The two understood each other’s situation.
“What do you mean crossed the line? What do you mean!”
The witch was the only one who found meaning in the conversation. She did not forgive situations she could not understand. She was always perfect, and it was hard to understand that a woman who was addicted to alcohol and cigarettes knew more about her than herself, who always knew everything.
“You’ve been suspicious before… No, we’ll talk about that later. We’ll talk about it later. Now… Warlock! No, Richie! You! Talk to us quickly! What are we talking about?”
“I’m going to finish it all. You just have to follow me. If you don’t want to kill other women, just be quiet and follow me.”
Darkness comes again The luggage, carefully placed on the elf’s curved body, goes out to be with the owner for the last time.
“…Altricia!”
And the owner’s name,
Chichi shouted one last time.
“Your name, right? The magic you used earlier, that’s… A magic written in old texts. It’s a legendary magic created by a genius wizard who lived several centuries ago…! What the hell are you?”
Only Chichi, who studied and studied her, idolized her legendary sorceress named Al Trisha, and went on to know.
The magic used by the legendary wizard and her traces…
“…”
The elf paused at the familiar name he hadn’t heard in a while and looked back.
Its eyes are not expressionless and cynical, but contain a sorrowful past.
“I gave up that name.”
“Why did you become a lich! You’ve got everything! Wealth, sure… You defeated all the demon kings and came back welcomed by people all over the world! But why…”
Even elves, a long-lived species, do not live forever.
She is a being that should have died a long time ago.
Altricia, a member of the legendary hero party,
The most famous sorcerer,
Great wizard. A wizard who fits the word ‘strongest’. The perfect wizard.
She was noble, she had no one to follow her, everyone praised her,
All of her sang her her. She sang the story of her and her colleagues.
“It’s irrelevant.”
Altricia started walking again, scattering purple mana.
Her steps were unsteady. The legendary wizard was still great.
“It’s all irrelevant now.”
Altricia didn’t look back at her.
However, a small necklace held in place of her cane,
She only caressed her carefully.
