The flowers had dried up.
The grass, which had been lush and green, had withered to a dull brown, like the grass in winter.
That wasn't all. The huge tree in the middle of the garden of grass and flowers was in such a dire state that it made me doubt whether it was still alive.
Its bark was cracked and parched.
"Mother…”
I could hear the Elves behind me, looking sadly at the World Tree.
They were sobbing.
It was hard to feel the life force of the withered World Tree.
They resented their powerlessness even though their mother was suffering in agony.
They loathed their helplessness, and that they had to seek assistance from an outsider.
"Human. We implore and beseech you.”
They dropped to their knees as they uttered these words.
They clung to my trousers and wailed like toddlers begging for something at the store.
“Please cure my mother. Please heal her.”
“She is our beloved mother. I've heard that you can heal my mother. I'll do anything you ask if you make my mother better.”
Roxy clasped my hand and sobbed.
Tears streamed down her p...
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