Chapter 836: Chapter 824: You Call That Thing a Seedling? Chapter 836: Chapter 824: You Call That Thing a Seedling? “Muria did not receive the World Tree leaves, why do you think the reason lies with us Elves?” The Elf elder, with an expressionless face, retorted above Eternal Island, blocking the Golden Dragon Mother.

“It is you Elves who provide the World Tree leaves, my son did not receive his rightful share, so naturally, the problem lies with your Elves,” the Golden Dragon Mother proclaimed confidently.

“I would also like to ask, why haven’t I received my share of the World Tree leaves, is there a problem with your Elf Race’s World Tree?”

Muria stepped forward, asking with a gentle tone that made the Elf elder slightly uncomfortable. Titans shouldn’t possess such a temperament.

“For that, you should ask your mother what she has done to our Elf Race’s World Tree.”

“Mother?” Seeing the color of resentment on the face of the Elf elder, Muria cast a doubtful glance towards his mother. He had a premonition that these Elves hadn’t done anything wrong; the real problem was with his mother, the Golden Dragon Mother. She seemed to have done something extremely over the top to the Elf Race’s World Tree, resulting in him not receiving a World Tree leaf to this date.

“What have you done?”

“I haven’t done anything,” the Golden Dragon Mother chuckled dryly, seemingly feeling a bit embarrassed.

“When your mother came here with your father to obtain the World Tree leaves, she forcibly broke off an entire branch of the World Tree and plundered one hundred and twenty-eight leaves, enough for eighteen Titans. Therefore, we decided not to bestow you with even a single World Tree leaf.”

“You directly broke off a branch of the World Tree,” Muria stared at his mother, dumbfounded. There was no need to elaborate on what the World Tree meant to the Elf Race; it is their utmost spiritual faith, transcending their gods.

The World Tree that was planted on Eternal Island was just a sapling, and the Golden Dragon Mother’s action of breaking a branch surely must have harmed the World Tree’s vitality,
Considering the Golden Dragon Mother’s actions, the fact that she wasn’t attacked by the Elf elder upon her return to Eternal Island meant one thing to Muria: Elves truly have a very mild temperament, and their emotional control is top-notch. If it were him, he would have acted long ago. Of course, it could also be that the Golden Dragon Mother’s strength was so formidable that the Elf elder dared not make a move against her.

“Muria, have you ever seen the World Tree itself, tell me, what does my plucking over a hundred leaves matter to the World Tree?”

“Uh!” Hearing the Golden Dragon Mother’s words, Muria suddenly remembered the time when he was escorted by a Silvermoon Elf, Hesel, to visit the World Tree, a sight so vast linking sky and earth with innumerable branches and leaves,
Frankly speaking, just taking over a hundred leaves from the World Tree seemed like nothing in the grand scheme of things. It was likely as inconsequential as plucking a single hair from a person’s body!

“I have indeed seen the Elf Race’s World Tree once,” Muria nodded.

“So you’ve seen that World Tree, that’s good. They call that a sapling? Ridiculous, have you ever seen such a huge sapling?”

“That is a sapling, and when it’s fully mature, each leaf is a world unto itself. The current World Tree is still young,” the Elf elder argued.

“Stop spouting nonsense, a leaf as a world. Even if the entirety of the Erathia World were drained dry by the World Tree, it wouldn’t achieve that. This so-called World Tree is simply impossible to mature fully.”

The Golden Dragon Mother ranted, then turned her gaze to Muria, “Son, let me tell you, I think they’re completely lying to the Titan Tribe. That World Tree is already fully mature, but they deceitfully claim to the Titans it’s a sapling, then nickel and dime you. That’s why an Epic Titan advancing a level only receives a single leaf, and a Titan’s rightful share is at most only seven leaves.”

“Nonsense, how could we Elves lie?”

“Who knows? To prevent the exploitation of your World Tree by the Titans, what’s a little lie?” The Golden Dragon Mother snorted, and Muria could see that she was very dissatisfied with these Elves.

“Atris, our Elf Race has never offended you, why would you slander our Eternal Elf Clan?”

Suddenly, an ethereal voice arose from all directions, devoid of any emotion, and a crystal-clear breeze blew in, carrying countless verdant leaves that swirled around Muria.

“This is…”

“This is the Eternal Elf Clan’s Elf Queen residing on your Titan Islands,” the Golden Dragon Mother said emotionlessly beside Muria, “She’s very powerful.”

“How powerful?”

“I’ve fought with her, didn’t win,” the Golden Dragon Mother muttered dejectedly, but she quickly added another line, “But didn’t lose either!”

“Atris, since you hold such prejudice against us, then please come over and talk. There are some things I would like to explain to you properly,” the voice invited.

The leaves fluttering around Muria quickly converged, forming a space gate, through which Muria could see that still-standing female elf.

“Go, let’s see what she has to say,” the Golden Dragon Mother saw the elf queen on the other side and was the first to step through the space gate, calling for Muria to follow.

“It has been a while, Atris.”

“Hmph, Lestica Laiasin, if you don’t have a reasonable explanation this time, I will find a way to snap off another branch for my son,” the Golden Dragon Mother said bluntly to the elf queen across from her, feeling that vassals should act like vassals, and this branch of the Elf Race on Eternal Island had completely failed to recognize their proper place.

“It is undeniable that the World Tree of our Elf Race is indeed a sapling.”

“But even if it is a sapling, it’s too much that a Titan advancing one level gets only a World Tree leaf, isn’t it? You’ve been able to live well here thanks to the Titan Tribe’s influence, yet you only give so little in return?”

“Atris, you must understand that, aside from the World Tree, the Tree of Life and the Eternal Tree of our Elf Race have also produced a great many resources for the Titan Tribe.”

“Hmph! Is this called an offering?” the Golden Dragon Mother snorted coldly, “All the resources my husband received from you were exchanged for the carcasses of demons he slaughtered in the Abyss.”

“If Lord Ansalor desires resources beyond his share, naturally he needs to exchange them with other resources. We of the Elf Race shelter under the Titan Tribe, but we aren’t vassal who simply give and take as we please.”

Listening to his mother arguing with the elf queen, Muria pondered for a moment, and roughly understood what had happened. It was likely that when the Golden Dragon Mother had come to Eternal Island with his father, she had seen the towering World Tree.

But she also saw that her husband could only get a single leaf, a vast discrepancy that filled the Golden Dragon Mother with dissatisfaction, and then she directly chopped off a branch of the World Tree, taking away hundreds of leaves.

“Atris, the reason you misunderstand our Elf Race is because you think the Titan epic no longer has a need for our Elf Race’s World Tree, right?”

The elf queen’s face revealed a graceful smile, “But in reality, the demand of the Titan epic for our Elf Race’s World Tree is the greatest—its branches, leaves, sap, and even roots are of extreme importance to the Epic Titan.

In fact, all the resources produced by the World Tree should be specially provided to the epic, but in the Titan Tribe, even the Legendary Titans can enjoy such resources.

Your husband should feel fortunate to receive these, and not be dissatisfied. The portion you took is already far more than what a Legendary Titan should have. We have not made an issue of it or sought to retrieve it.”

“I understand, Your Majesty, we were indeed at fault in this matter,” Muria stepped forward, acknowledging the mistake before the displeased Golden Dragon Mother, but he did not blame her, taking the responsibility upon himself,
“It was I who wanted the World Tree leaves to stabilize my own Semi Plane, so I came to inquire.”

“No matter, it’s good that you understand the principle,” the elf queen Lestica Laiasin smiled warmly, very generously.

“However, there’s something I would like to discuss with Your Majesty.”

“What would you like to discuss with me?”

“It’s like this…” Muria said with a smile, explaining the matter he intended to address.

“I see. So when the time comes, do you want to seek help from our armies?”

“No, I don’t need help from the elf army; I need the Tree shepherds’ assistance. This land has been too severely contaminated; I need the elves to help me purify it!”

“That’s no problem!”

…

In the end, Muria returned to Senapus with the sullen Golden Dragon Mother, and after having placated his mother whose character had hardly changed, he began to gather his subordinates to discuss matters of war.

Muria sat upon his Crystal Throne, with many of his Legendary subordinates below, on one side were the Giant subordinates led by the Legendary Storm Giant Terence.

On the other side were the Dragon Race subordinates, led by the Ancient Dragons of five colors, among them a few from the Metallic Dragon Clan and the Gem Dragon Clan. As Muria’s power grew stronger day by day, more dragons swore allegiance to him. However, these Dragon clans did not get along particularly harmoniously.

“I have already adjusted the direction of Senapus’s travel. Now our airspace is headed towards the Senapus Subcontinent,” Muria stated from his throne with solemnity.

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