Incompatible Interspecies Wives

46 – World Tree (6)

For elves, life was everything.

The blessing of longevity, which no other tribe has been granted, was truly special.

Only elves could increase lifespan through training.

Other races sometimes try to look down on elves for being arrogant…But short-lived species don’t understand.

How powerful is time.

Even if you don’t learn, you can build your own wisdom with the experience accumulated after a long time.

If you focus on something for a long time, you can become a better craftsman than anyone else.

Sage.

A swordsman who has mastered swordsmanship.

A merchant overflowing with money.

A blacksmith who makes unbreakable equipment.

An artist who will create a rare masterpiece…And so on.

In any field, the power of time has transformed them into the best.

No matter how proud Dwarves are of blacksmithing, they cannot beat an Elven blacksmith who has been working on an anvil for hundreds of years.

No matter how much the Dragons train with their swords, they can’t beat the elven swordsmen who have crossed the line of fire for hundreds of years.

No matter how much money merchants collect, the connections of elven merchants cannot be surpassed.

No matter how pure a creature is, its light fades in front of a pure elf who has been training for hundreds of years.

In a way, it was natural for them to be arrogant.

This difference of opinion cannot be reduced.

Most elves didn’t bother to argue with such a short-lived species.

No matter what they said, it didn’t change the fact that elves were the best in any field.

There is no force as powerful as time, and it is a truth that no being can escape as long as time passes.

That’s why elves from day one continue training to make use of this time for a long time.

It is to increase the life span contained in the body through steady daily training.

The more diligently and correctly the elves practiced this training, the longer they lived, and of course the elves respected them that much.

Elves shaped their life bowls with shining light every night.

Life The brighter the bowl glowed, the longer life was meant to be.

Black is the color of the life bowl of newborn elves.

This means that you can live to be 300 years old.

It was the limit of the lifespan of untrained elves.

After that, purple is 400 years old.

Indigo is 500 years old, red is 600 years old, orange is 700 years old, yellow is 800 years old…

It was common for ordinary elves to die with an orange bowl of life.

After yielding a certain amount of life force to the World Tree, sometimes drinking, sometimes making love, sometimes immersing in other skills, and sometimes skipping training because it’s annoying, he has an orange life bowl.

However, elves who have been trained more meticulously and diligently have a yellow bowl of life.

From this point on, he was respected by others and was even given the qualification to become an elder of the elven village.

Orange and yellow may look similar, but… A difference of 100 years is not a period that can be easily ignored.

In that respect, Arwin Celebrien was called a blessing from heaven.

When 10-year-old Arwin took out the life bowl for the first time… The bowl was already glowing yellow.

From the moment she was born, she was endowed with a lifespan of 800 years.

If she continued her training enough, she was born a talented person who might live to be 1300 years old.

As the elves knew how powerful and powerful time was, I knew that this kind of Arwin would remain in the history of the elves.

But as much as that, the burden placed on this elven talent naturally increased.

“Dad, where am I going?”

The Elves of Celebrien become manure for the World Tree.

As the elves believe that the blessing of longevity comes from the World Tree, I had to share my life force to preserve the World Tree for a long time.

The same daily routine was repeated for the young elves until they reached the age of 200, or adulthood.

When young elves sit near the world tree and play, the world tree slowly takes away life as if sucking up moisture.

I don’t even feel it.

The lifespan was long enough to be replenished with enough training.

But Arwin was different.

The normal daily life of sitting next to the world tree and sharing life force little by little with elves of the same age in the manor has changed since he took out the life bowl.

“Dad? Where are you going-“

“-You are my daughter, Arwin. As nobles, we have to sacrifice more. Especially if I am blessed like you.”

At the direction of the solemn Ascal, Arwin went into a small cave dug into the base of the World Tree.

A cave where there is no light that is usually bright.

Instead of the smell of fresh, green grass, it was a space full of the smell of damp, old wood.

Arwin continued to walk through that fearful place, following her most trusted father.

She did not let go of her father’s arm, shuddering at the occasional drop of water falling on her head.

Finally, she reached a room with tree roots that looked like her hands.

The 10-year-old Arwin looked at her father anxiously, but he led Arwin with a firm expression.

“Do not be afraid because it is the root of the world tree.”

It was very difficult not to be repulsed by her roots, which seemed disgusting even in her father’s words.

“This father also went through this process. Okay.”

As Cal guided her and placed her in her prepared seat, the roots of her world tree began to wriggle and move in response.

“Whoops…!”

Arwin jumped up from her seat at the frightened sight of her, but her arms grabbed her and held her down.

Ascal held her back.

He continued.

“It will be fine, Arwin. It will be fine.”

Soon, the wriggling root grabbed Arwin’s back.

Before the fear that melted her head could be properly digested, a sharp pain shot through her body.

Her long ears trembled.

“Ah…! Ah! Ah, it hurts! Help me, Dad!”

Alwin asked for help, but his father immediately removed his arms and just looked at her from afar.

“You will get used to it. It’s for the World Tree, for the elves.”

But there was no way that Ascal’s words would come into my head.

I just hoped the pain would stop. The world tree and the elves were full of incomprehensible things.

“It hurts so much! Dad! Swarm, take it off!”

“It is the choice of the elders, Arwin! Endure it!”

Arwin couldn’t hear his father’s words after that. The pain was so intense that her head went white, and the cries that burst out of his mouth deafened her ears.

Twisting her body in a fit of madness, Arwyn tried to get out of her seat, but the roots of her world tree held her tight and wouldn’t let go.

There it is, when she came to her senses, she was lying on her bed.

Her whole body was exhausted and she had no strength.

She would have passed out from her pain.

Arwin asked, looking at Ascal through her eyes, which she opened with difficulty.

“…Why…Why didn’t you help me…?”

“Now you don’t understand. It was a course for everyone…just know that.”

Arwin’s life has been completely turned upside down since then.

In fact, she lived a very short life to say that she was turned upside down.

Just, it might be more accurate to say that from the moment she was born, Arwin was with the pain.

She had to go through that painful period every half a year.

Every half year she endured the pain and had to become a manure for the World Tree.

Just because she was born with the Blessed Life Vessel.

No matter how much she cried and screamed because she didn’t want to be dragged away, no one listened to her.

Her sacrifice for the World Tree was sacred, so no one could sympathize with her agony.

She said the fact was that she was not even conscious of her only suffering.

It’s rare, but some elves said that lifespans were absorbed directly like this.

She didn’t do it as often or as long as Arwin…But she did.

Since she was an Arwin who had no independent thoughts, she was persuaded by her elders, including her father.

It must have been difficult for her to go against the words of the elves who had passed her adulthood.

Until then, as Arwin who looked up to the World Tree, she had no choice but to accept the reality.

The level of pain was considerable, but for the world tree. She also sacrificed herself for the elves.

She wanted to be a good kid.

Ten years have passed like that.

Although Arwin was absorbed by life in half-year increments, she did not neglect training to increase her lifespan vessel.

Every day, she took out the blessed yellow bowl of life and practiced to brighten the next stage.

I had gotten used to the intense pain that came back every six months.

I still haven’t gotten used to the pain itself, but I’ve gotten used to accepting it.

She could be calm for a while if she decided to endure it with her eyes closed for a day.

So she did her own duty and tried to become the great elf her elven elders expected her to be.

“…What?”

But her sacrifice did not end there.

“From now on, we have to perform the ritual every month.”

Ascal delivered with a hard tone.

Arwin didn’t say anything and just opened her mouth.

As much as she was a sacred sacrifice, she could not raise her resentment. She even believed that the blessing of longevity came from the World Tree.

“Why…”

However, her vague question flowed out of her mouth, and Ascal answered without missing the question.

“It is only natural that you who have received more blessings should make more sacrifices. Don’t you know?”

“…”

Arwin had no choice but to shut her mouth at those words.

As he said, she was able to live without training for 800 years.

She already had the idea that it wasn’t just a given.

The World Tree is a gift from you.

So, letting go of that question was Arwyn’s only defiance.

If she had wiggled her fingers, would she have wiggled.

Without arguing or raising her voice, she had to endure the daily life that changed in an instant.

Arwin endured such painful times every month.

Before the day of her sacrifice, Arwin had many things to prepare.

She had to keep her fingernails well-groomed, as she clenched her fists to endure the pain.

The skin on her otherwise palms dented every time.

She had to put on a gag to keep her teeth from chipping, and she had to drink plenty of water to prevent dehydration from the cold sweat.

But even if she prepared like that, she was still broken.

On the day of sacrifice, the blood vessels in his eyes burst and his throat hoarse from shouting all day long.

Sometimes blood would burst from her neck.

The next day, she also had sore muscles that she couldn’t even walk.

The price that comes after all these sacrifices… Is a duty.

Even though she knew what she had to do, she felt unfair at times.

But her other elves couldn’t understand her like this.

Her position was that she could do anything as long as she could have her life bowl as blessed as hers.

For elves, lifespan was everything.