Chapter 22 – A New Paradise (2)
Chapter 22 – A New Paradise (2)
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“You mean they took the wife, Ruri?! Why?”
“I don’t know. I couldn’t even hear what they were doing. From what I’ve heard rumors going around, it’s just that people like me aren’t the only ones.”
Leon complained to Serenian in a trembling voice mixed with anger and dejection.
She too was shocked. Because she didn’t know that she would touch her family. Even if she touched it, if it was a noble duty or mission for the clan, she would have been able to follow it with a just explanation.
But they didn’t even do that. That is, it is one of the two. That they were negligent or completely ignored it because it was hard to say.
“Unable to overcome anger and sadness, I killed one of their soldiers and escaped. Clearly unrelated, once our kin. I was just venting my anger and became a terrible sinner.”
“Is that why you ran away here? To this place where ‘same sinners’ are?”
“It’s not like that…!”
Serenian snorted at his confession. Although he knew how he felt after falling to the bottom and how much guilt he felt, the memory of being ignored by his own people at the moment of necessity was still clear.
Then Leon’s face turned paler as he realized that his own behavior was ignoring her once again.
“Welcome.”
This is all about getting rid of frustration. Serenian knelt down on one knee, took his ruined and devastated hand and smiled.
Surprised, Leon’s eyes widened slightly.
“As I said earlier, this place is not a place of exile for sinners. A new land that wants to become a paradise. Eden. Now this is our new home.”
Serenian pointed at the world tree behind him. Only then did Leon see the World Tree and feel it. The World Tree allowed itself to him.
“Really…A new World Tree…”
“But this is no mere paradise. There are also trials.”
Serenian smiled faintly at Leon, who blankly stared at the world tree. He remembered the time when Seunghyeon told him why he thought of the name Eden.
“In order not to be kicked out again and to complete the true paradise, we must constantly face the ordeal. If you overcome the ordeal, the reward will come down, and we who grew up taking it will be able to take revenge on them someday.”
“Revenge.”
The word revenge strongly shook Leon’s heart. The heroes who were warriors who defeated the demon king, the other races who joined hands with those heroes, and the followers who came to worship them.
There are too many corrupted kin. No matter how new the world tree grows, it was questionable whether it would be possible to take revenge against them, who are vested interests themselves.
“Because we elves aren’t the only ones in this paradise.”
Serenian even answered that question.
Seeing Leon blankly looking up at her, she got up from her seat and prepared a ‘prayer’ for Ren and Leah, who were glancing at her from far away.
‘Is it raining? But that’s impossible.’
Leon blankly watched Serenian and her children. Although he is not a priest, he is a mature elf who has lived many times longer than Serenian, let alone children. She already knew that her prayer for rain was impossible.
It was common knowledge that no matter how great the power of the World Tree was, it would be impossible to manipulate the entire atmosphere.
“But…”
He glanced around. This place, which looked like an ordinary forest, had a few heterogeneous things mixed in here and there.
The most visible was a large house near the World Tree. To Leon, that miniature house, which was the size of a large shopping mall, was not built the way the elves lived in houses made mainly of wood.
It was also a little different from the human way. He knew that humans actively use bricks for construction.
‘What is it?’
As my turbulent mind calmed down a bit and I started recognizing it once, I could see many things. The unique patterns and materials worn by Serenian and his children, as well as the shoes they are wearing and the unusual bow Serenian is holding.
“You mean the World Tree can even manipulate the wind and clouds?”
“The World Tree is still young. Same for me. There is this heavenly owner who takes care of us like this. I am praying to him.”
“That can’t be. The sky god is absolutely neutral, not accepting requests from anyone.”
“The sky here is different.”
Serenian, who pointed to the sky and informed Leon of the existence of a divine spirit, immediately began to pray for Leon, who had not yet shaken off the customs and thoughts of the other world.
“Ha…”
Then really dark clouds began to gather, and water fell drop by drop or two, soon becoming a torrential rain.
Leon was dazed and realized the reality as he was bathed in the rain. A mixed feeling of surprise and relief surged up in me.
‘Coming here was the answer.’
Nevertheless, he had one firm conviction: this world, this land, could be a destination for lost elves like himself.
“Do you understand now? We are not alone here, so we can overcome it.”
“Yes. Chief, please accept me into this village.”
“Of course Leon. You are one with us.”
Leon, who had completely made up his mind, told Serenian to accept him with unwavering eyes. And the moment she gave permission, the High Elf, the priest of the World Tree, and the chief of her clan, he now became a full ally.
“Please dispatch me back to the Great Forest as soon as possible. I want to preach the greatness of this place and give other people a chance who are fed up with the behavior of the corrupt, Chieftain!”
“Please do so. However, I think I need to take care of my body first. There are many new things to know or learn.”
Furthermore, he begged to be sent there again, since Leon would bring others like him. Serenian, who had no reason to refuse that comment, smiled and accepted it, but ordered him to take care of his emaciated and thin body first.
***
‘Is it necessary to hold a prayer for rain at this timing?’
I blankly watched Serenian and her new male elf, laughing at her actions.
[Elf’s Prayer – Rainfall Prayer]
Even though I didn’t hear their conversation, pretending is pretending. Now, the reason why she dares to pray to me is because this act helps to convince the new residents.
Of course, looking at the condition of the new villager, who resembles a zombie, I wonder if such a thing is necessary, but she knows her inner situation much better than I do.
I took the sprayer and sprayed it with water. Whether you spray it thickly by manipulating the tip or spraying it wide and thin like now, it will only become drizzling rain in the world inside the pot.
If you spray it more quickly, the raindrops will become thicker and the drizzle will turn into a downpour.
World capitals, houses, battlebots, elves, and barriers are all wet evenly. But I wasn’t worried. All the clay structures have already been covered with waterproof coated paper tiles.
“—?”
Serenian, who was sitting in the rain, looked back at him with a dripping face.
I think I know what you’re talking about even if I can’t hear you. That nameless male elf soon shed tears and bowed his head, indicating that things went well.
“It’s raining. It seems that your voice has reached the Divine Spirit. How is the situation there?”
“Good…Very.”
When I contacted her on her walkie-talkie, Serenian replied with a smile.
‘The picture isn’t bad. I also wanted to include a rainy scene.’
You can leave their work to them now. I moved the drone that was waiting, and quickly gliding through the world in the flowerpot through the rain.
It was also to capture the wet appearance in the video.
And as expected, it was a different picture. It was to the extent that I stared blankly at the elves praying to the sky in front of the huge world tree at a low angle.
Thought that I would like other people more than I have always seen, I put down the drone and sat down in front of the computer with the video data.
The elves’ videos are not very flashy or turbulent. It’s all about editing like a nature documentary and a piece of calm music.
Occasionally, subtitles were used to indicate what they were doing.
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‘Can’t I be full on the first drink?’
The first video I uploaded was all about introducing the world inside the pot and sneakily notifying the existence of elves. Naturally, there were no dramatic results. Only a few hundred views.
I thought it would come out well if I filmed the elves’ pork belly mukbang or something, but I had no intention of having them do something stimulating.