My dear witch, please turn evil according to the script!

Chapter 321 World Tree: You're here?
"Tsk."

Frum turned her head away and let out a disdainful snort.

"Couldn't you have suggested another location?"

"When ordinary people travel, shouldn't they first visit famous attractions or try local delicacies upon arriving at their destination?"

Roland shrugged: "Most humans probably don't know anything about other tourist attractions besides the World Tree, right?"

"As for the local delicacies... Leah warned me not to try them casually."

“I think she’s quite authoritative when it comes to food, so I plan to respect her advice.”

Frum sighed, "Damn it, I was planning to use your name to go to a high-end restaurant that I can't usually afford! After all, you are the king's honored guest, and I could have justifiably reimbursed you."

"Eh? Ms. Flam... cough cough, Flam, you shouldn't be short of money, right?"

Roland, who had hurriedly corrected his form of address, asked with some confusion.

Flam spoke softly, "Human currency is useless here."

"Otherwise, why do you think I don't really like going back to Avalon?"

"Outside, I am a great mage who has lived for thousands of years. Even without deliberately accumulating wealth, I possess wealth and treasures that are unimaginable to humans."

"But here, I'm just a minor who can only rely on my parents to pay for my living expenses..."

"Although I am very strong, even in Avalon I am among the highest-ranking people."

"But in Avalon, underage elves are not allowed to work... nor can they exchange their labor for wealth."

"Tsk. Stupid rule."

Ah... this woman really lets loose after going back to her hometown.

Why have you been complaining the whole time?

It's not surprising that human currencies can't be used in Avalon.

But why is there such a strange rule...?

"So how much Elven currency do you have? Please convert it for me using purchasing power."

Faced with Roland's question, Fram honestly took out a small cube and swiped it a couple of times: "Hmm... that's about a month's salary for an ordinary civil servant in the capital."

Roland thought about it carefully: "For a day trip, this should be a more than sufficient budget, right?"

"So where is the World Tree? I can't wait to have a face-to-face chat with Him."

Completely ignoring the longing for fine dining expressed in Fram's words, Roland reiterated his goal.

Since we've come all the way to Avalon, it would be a waste not to have a chat with the World Tree consciousness.

Upon hearing this, Flam paused for a moment, then silently walked up to Roland: "You, don't you consider the feelings of your companions at all?"

"No matter what, I've helped you so much. Is it so hard for me to just have a meal at public expense?"

Roland sighed, "Fine, fine, I just can't do anything with you."

"But let me ask you this first, there should be something to suit human tastes, right? It's not all the legendary traditional elven cuisine, is it?"

Frum sighed: "Hey, I know elves have a different sense of taste than humans, but you don't have to be so wary, do you?"

"In addition, the human food spirits also quite like it. When the Knight King came three hundred years ago, there were already quite a few human-style restaurants in Avalon."

"You can rest assured."

"As for the World Tree, you don't need to rush. Our destination this time is the Royal Palace, and the World Tree's true form is in the square in front of the Royal Palace."

"The elves love to go to the lake under the tree in the afternoon and lie on the lawn to sleep in its shade."

"Moreover, if you just want to talk to Him, given your special circumstances, you only need to concentrate and call upon Him in your heart."

“Avalon is under His protection, and He can certainly sense your exchange.”

Roland looked at Flam speechlessly upon hearing this: "I see... Why are you keeping me in suspense about something so simple?"

Aren't you afraid I'll figure it out myself?

Frum did not answer, but simply walked forward.

Roland looked at this elf who, since returning to her homeland, had subtly let loose... no, she had begun to shed the mature facade she wore in front of humans, and felt a little resentful.

Even if she's not a child by biological age, after experiencing so much in human society, she can't still have the mindset of a little girl, right?

After sighing, Roland followed Flam away from the desolate and quiet rough dock and headed towards the world of elven civilization.

Upon officially entering this city built in the trees, Roland's only surprise was that he didn't feel any difference in elevation.

According to Flam, Avalon itself is not a large island, and the reason why such a huge metropolis could be built was entirely due to the complex spatial magic that constructed a series of small spaces.

Under the power of the three Elf Kings and the protection of the World Tree, these small spaces were able to function and exist normally.

This also gave the elves a home that could be expanded almost infinitely.

Of course, given their population and reproduction rate, they don't need to expand into much larger areas.

Tens of thousands of years have passed, and now, according to Flam, the total area of ​​all of Avalon is no more than ten times the size of a royal capital.

The actual residential area was only the size of the capital city.

The remaining nine areas each have different functions.

For example, the space where the royal palace and the World Tree are located is large enough to rival the capitals of three empires.

Two-thirds of this vast space is used to house the World Tree itself.

Although it was not as huge as Roland had seen when he first arrived on the island, it was undoubtedly a colossal tree that could literally blot out the sky.

However... an unexpected riot broke out on the street.

Humanity.

For most elves, they are beings that only exist in textbooks, pictures, and videos.

The Knight King and his party, who landed in Avalon three hundred years ago, caused quite a stir back then.

But the King of Knights came on official business, so he was accompanied and escorted throughout the journey to the palace.

To ensure peace and quiet, King Thrann unusually dispersed the Elven people who were resting under the World Tree.

After obtaining the Holy Sword, the Knight King hurriedly boarded a ship and embarked on his journey back to his hometown.

Two hundred years ago, when the Society visited Avalon to request the sharing of historical materials and books, it followed the same procedure.

Both groups came to discuss serious matters, and they left immediately afterward, without any intention of lingering.

The elves, who were usually bored out of their minds but didn't want to travel far for fun, thought they were about to have a formal exchange with humans.

After all, two different groups of humans came and went in just one hundred years.

Such frequent exchanges and interactions, especially official ones, don't they say something?

And now, Avalon has finally welcomed a human visitor!

Moreover, apart from a tour guide, there were no military guards maintaining order!
Soon, Roland, who was standing behind Flam waiting for him to buy snacks, was blocked in the middle of the road by a swarm of elves who had rushed over to watch the spectacle.

Roland: “!!!”

"Holy shit, what's going on?"

A voice rang out from the dense crowd of onlookers: "Excuse me, are you a human tourist visiting Avalon?"

"Well... that's right."

After Roland responded instinctively, the crowd became even more agitated.

It seemed as if they wanted to surround him with questions and try to sell him local specialties.

Of course, as a "tour guide," Furam also spoke up in time to stop the disturbance on the street.

And he dispersed the crowd on the street with just one sentence.

"This is a guest invited by King Thrann; let's not disturb his sightseeing."

As soon as he finished speaking, the elves who had surrounded him dispersed.

Roland was taken aback: "Why did they suddenly scatter?"

"I guess they didn't want to upset you, which would cause the tourist attraction plan to fail."

"Most elves are just bored out of their minds. If it weren't for the three kings keeping them in check, who knows what kind of outrageous mess we elves, who have lived for so long, would have made."

After briefly belittling herself and her kind, Flam continued to explain: "As for human tourists, as I understand it... it's like the reaction of humans when they see rare, friendly animals or peaceful magical beasts."

"It's essentially just the spread of curiosity."

"Really... does that old woman intend to make things difficult for you?"

"I thought that your visit had at least been announced by the authorities."

Roland wasn't surprised by this: "King Thrann invited me to be his guest in the next few days, didn't he?"

"According to the elves' concept of time, I don't think this is enough time to get the message through."

Fram: “…”

There was a subtle annoyance, but what this kid said was probably right.

Frum sighed, "Let's hurry up and enjoy the free food and drinks. Come with me, we'll go to the palace after we finish eating."

"Is the food there really that good?" Roland asked helplessly, then followed in Fram's footsteps.

……

On a terrace in the Elven Palace, Thran, the Elven King who looked to be no more than thirty years old, stood with his hands behind his back, wearing a loose brown robe, his gaze fixed on the World Tree in the distance.

【World Tree Master, what are your thoughts?】

[This is different from the original plan, is that unrelated?]

King Thranan asked himself the same question.

The World Tree quickly responded.

No sound came; the answer was generated directly in Thran's mind.

It doesn't matter... it's all the same.

Whether it was him in the past, the deceased mistress, the dragon who bore the weight of the world, or me, none of us have any objections.

"From now on, I'll leave it to you, Thran."

Thran sighed: "Your will."

After answering in a low voice with some helplessness, Thran raised his right hand, and then a silver light flashed in his palm.

A silver cross-shaped longsword, seemingly ordinary but covered with complex runes, appeared in Lian's hand.

"Durandal."

"It's time for you to return to your true master."

(End of this chapter)