Chapter 741: 132. The Moon Princess's teacher
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Chapter 741: 132. The Moon Princessâs teacher This update Äąs available on ????????????????????â˘????????????????â˘????????????In the deepest part of the Sema Mountain Range, there has never been a recorded account of such a scene as this: the space distorted and folded upon itself. A mountain peak that appeared incredibly near would suddenly become an extremely distant peak once you approached it. Sight, this sensory perception, was constantly deceived, with only the drifting and twisting snow-capped clouds adding to the scenery that was beyond Human imagination.
âBe careful, the⌠paths here are strange. If you take the wrong turn, you might suddenly end up in a very distant place, one that even our elders havenât mapped out. If you go there, you wonât be able to come back.â
Fisher had wanted to take advantage of the female trollsâ respect for Valentina to inquire about the situation in their tribe, but these creatures were not eloquent. They remembered little and would only talk about their Male Demon kinâs situation, suggesting, âWhy donât you go and ask the elder in our tribe?â leaving Fisher speechless.
Ultimately, with no other choice, he had to follow the band of trolls to their dwelling place. The Air remained thin, and the cold wind never ceased, forcing him to slowly extricate his thoughts from the sacred painting of Paimon he had obtained earlier, though he still held the frame tightly.
Valentina, seeing him clutching the painting, thought he was worried about the frightening Paimon that Emhardt had mentioned. Realizing she could offer him no assistance, she gently reached out her hand and rubbed his shoulder, interrupting Fisherâs process of pondering over the clues regarding Renie.
He turned his head to see Valentina with her head buried behind him, hiding her face,
âWhatâs up?â
âNothing, nothing, itâs just that the environment here is so magical. The space itself is twisted. Can nature really do such a thing?â
Fisher recalled the myth he saw in the corridor and remembered how it was too dark for her to see anything; he had also forgotten to tell her about it. So, while following the trolls on their journey, he recounted the myth briefly.
Valentina listened with great interest, as if she had never heard the tale elsewhere. Emhardt, nestled in her arms, seemed to recover a little from the trauma caused by Paimon and, looking at the distant folded and distorted Sky, suddenly said,
âWorld Tree⌠oh, Fisher, have you heard of the Elf Species?â
âNo, is it a kind of demi-human?â
âAh, and they are a disgusting and cruel Mythical Species that enjoys eating the fruit of trees planted from the seeds of other intelligent living creatures. They reside in a huge tree located farther south than the Bilan Continent. That tree is their home, Mother, and deity of faith, which those revolting creatures call âWorld Tree.â It sounds a lot like the great tree in this mythâŚâ
Hearing about the Elf Species, Emhardt became as animated as if blood had been injected into him, seeming like he would fly out of Fisherâs embrace to slap them a few times. But perhaps because of the lingering fear of Paimon, he only turned over in Fisherâs pocket, angrily saying,
âThose guys are the enemies of the Holy Descendants, terribly evil. Luckily, they and their wretched tree perished in the Mythical War, otherwise youâd all have been used for planting trees now. However, Iâve heard that they could travel to different parts of the world through the branches of that World TreeâŚâ
Fisher quietly noted what Emhardt had said, but he did not have any other evidence to establish the relationship between the great tree and the World Tree,
âWorld Tree, huhâŚâ
Just then, Valentina lifted her head and instinctively gazed at the twisted, floating mountains in the Sky, and in a trance, she seemed to see the Grey Bird Species soaring freely in the Sky. On the path where they currently walked, there should have been many races of various sizes, and further away, there should have been countless noises of chatter, a multitude of buildings floating in the Sky, and the faint traces of Ice God LightâŚ
Valentina rubbed her eyes. The next second, the once bustling sights vanished in an instant, leaving only the cold, fierce wind and the trolls who led them.
Was this a prophecy?
Or⌠was it the past of this place?
Valentina didnât understand but felt utterly amazed by the surroundings. At that moment, her normally pale silver eyes shone even brighter, as if pieces of exquisite Ice were embedded within them.
âHazara is back!!â
âWait, it looks like theyâve brought someone else back with themâŚâ
Heading towards the trollsâ dwelling was not an easy journey, as the path to the depths of the Sema Snow Mountain was so remote that the trolls needed to organize patrols. Despite their towering height of four meters, it still took half an hour to return.
As the trolls led Fisher through a space that shifted instantaneously, they suddenly flickered into another hidden mountain range amidst the clouds. Just as he stepped into this cloudy mountain peak, Fisher suddenly heard voices; it was quite lively. Surveying his surroundings, he saw in this flat area among the mountains, next to the babbling stream, were massive stone structures, very similar to the ruins he had seen earlier.