Monica sat under the white fountain, looking in the direction of the city gate.

In the past he always entered the city from that way, and then hurried all the way to the fountain to give her a reassuring hug that she had been waiting for.

How many years have you not felt that kind of warmth?

One year? Two years? still.

She doesn't remember.

She was used to the strange looks from the travelers around her.

They would regard her as a conversation piece they met on their journey, and then forget about her in the aroma of ale.

And she knows that traveling is something that only happens in the heart.

If the heart is not free, everywhere is a prison, and travel never happens.

Occasionally, people passing by asked her: "What are you doing here? Where are you going?"

Sometimes she would be silent, and sometimes she would raise her head and reply blankly:

"I go home."

Since the news came that her husband was missing.

She stopped spinning and weaving, even though she was the best tailor in town.

She waited here day after day, waiting for him to come home.

The previous savings were enough to meet her needs, and occasionally her mother would come to give her some food.

Mother

Yes, he said he would marry her when he came back and they would have a child.

She had to wait for him, she had to wait for him, wait for him to fulfill his promise.

People around her said she was crazy, and maybe she was indeed crazy.

Why are you waiting so hard for someone who is unlikely to come back?

Is it because of love?

Is it because of the promise?

She vaguely recalled what he said when leaving.

"When I go home, Monica's illness will definitely be cured. Then I will definitely ask the best priest in the town to solemnize our marriage."

The sun was very dazzling that day. She wanted to raise her head to see her lover's face, but she couldn't see it clearly.

Only those clasped hands seemed like yesterday.

"If I forget too, then you will really disappear."

"But I really miss you, Egbert."

My heart felt the familiar pain again.

This is the only thing that has been with her since she was born.

This time the pain was far worse than before, so much so that her red and swollen fingers were trembling.

"Are we going to meet?"

She slowly closed her eyes, and before she died, a figure seemed to come to her side.

"It's you."

A palm was placed on her thin shoulder, and then a wave of warmth entered her body.

The warm feeling diluted the pain in my heart.

Just like the leaf that Egbert brought back.

"Egbert, is that you?"

Monica called softly.

Her eyelids seemed to be pressed by stones, and she could not break free no matter what.

She gently grabbed the hand.

"No, I am Morey. You can let go. I may die in a while."

Ron responded to her coldly.

Now it was Ron who controlled his body and released [Seven Rings of Magic·Life Transmission] for him.

[Seven Rings Magic·Life Transmission]: Transmitting one's own life energy into the opponent's body can quickly restore physical losses but cannot increase life span.

This magic needs to touch the opponent's body to be released.

After seeing Monica wake up, Morey wanted to raise his palm to interrupt the life transmission, but he was caught by Monica instead.

"ah!"

The strange voice frightened Monica, and she let go of her hands, successfully saving Mored a few more years of life.

In just a short time, Morey seemed to have aged 4 or 5 years. He had at least transferred ten years of life energy into it.

Monica finally opened her eyes, and the unfamiliar wooden ceiling came into view.

She found herself lying on a wooden bed, her thin body wrapped in soft white quilts.

Her heart no longer hurt. She stood up and looked around. It was already dusk outside the window.

Standing next to her was a middle-aged man in his fifties, none other than Morey.

Ron sat on the magic hat on Morey's head and looked at the panicked woman in front of him.

"You don't seem crazy?"

A clear voice sounded.

Only then did Monica discover Ron's existence.

There is no way, shrinking the body + transfiguration + full concealment, everyone will be confused.

".dragon?"

Monica looked at Ron in surprise. This was the first time she saw a real dragon.

"As expected, you're not crazy. Can you tell me where the leaves in your body come from?"

Ron got right to the point.

He was too lazy to listen to any tragic love story, he just wanted to find out where that leaf came from!

The first time he discovered the leaves, Ron used the system's identification function.

[Identification successful]

【Withered leaves of the world】

This is the information given by the system, which is pretty much what Ron expected.

A leaf can have such a strong breath of life, even if it is about to wither and dissipate, it can still hang on to this woman's life!

Ron could hardly think of other plants except the leaves of the World Tree.

But according to the records in the "Karen Encyclopedia", it is obvious that the World Tree in this plane has withered?

"I smell a conspiracy?"

Ron thought quietly.

[Goal 3: Visit the city flying in the sky and taste the water of life]

Reward upon completion:? ? ?

The Water of Life only appears at the roots of the World Tree, and is extremely rare.

This woman is only in her thirties. According to inheritance records: the leaves of the World Tree will dissipate automatically after being separated from the main branches, at most ten years.

Looking at the leaf at her heart also confirms this record.

In other words, her lover gave Monica a leaf that had just fallen off the World Tree more than ten years ago?

Where did the World Tree come from?

Ron's eyes narrowed to slits.

"Answer me, woman, where did the leaves in your heart come from?"

If this woman hadn't been extremely weak, Ron wouldn't have asked her so politely.

Wouldn't it be nice to just use the charm spell?

But now this woman's body can be said to be riddled with holes, not just her body, but her soul as well!

She has a natural heart disease, but this is just a minor thing. It stands to reason that the leaves of the World Tree can cure this minor disease easily!

Now it can only keep Monica alive.

That is an ultra-rare existence that can only be born once in countless planes!

Even the kingdom of the Elf Lord Corellon doesn't have many World Trees.

Because the existence of every World Tree will automatically become the home of all kind and neutral camp elves in that plane.

No one can touch their home, not even God!

So after learning that the World Tree in this plane had withered, Ron was outraged at that time.

It's easier for you to kill a demigod dragon than to knock down the World Tree.

You know, it is impossible to protect this magical plant just by relying on the protection of ordinary elves.

The adult World Tree will also give birth to a high elf species such as a sun elf or a moon elf every once in a while!

That is the most precious ability of World Tree.

At the same time, the sun and moon elves are also the strongest representatives of the elves in the star realm.

In the stories of bards, all of them are legendary existences, and one moon elf even almost succeeded in killing a god!

Looking at Monica's silence since she woke up.

Ron's mouth twitched.

What bothers him the most is this guy who is not afraid to fight back with his stubborn words.

Unfortunately, I can't use charm yet.

Wait, that whistle seems to have said before that she has been waiting for her lover to return?

Ron just thought for a moment and then smiled.

There is a way!

Ron's mouth cracked, looking a bit like the Dragon King in his previous life.

Like a devil's whisper, Ron's seductive voice penetrated into Monica's ears.

"If you still want your lover to come back"

"Just tell me honestly"

"Everything you know!"

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