Chapter 1435 Beautiful Ancient Tree, Can I Pursue You? (Additional Update 6 by Yanjiu Leader)

"Eugenie is one of the first saplings that grew out after World Tree was transplanted to Yongju Island. She has been assisting World Tree in sorting out the mystery on the island."

With a faint smile, Elder Melinsela led Grete to visit the ancient trees one by one, introducing them one by one:

"In terms of wisdom and ability, she is second to none among the ancient trees on the island."

Gretel smiled at her. Then, he raised his hand and pressed the oak staff on his chest, lifted out a small section of it, and brought it face to face with Eugenie:

"Ashu, what do you think?"

"I don't like her...she looks very difficult to mess with..."

The oak stick was dejected, its leaves drooping one by one. Grete smiled apologetically at Elder Melinsela:

"Since it is an ancient tree that possesses the secret of the Mystery Lock, I am afraid that I am not suitable to take her away. Elder Xinxin, please introduce me to other ancient trees."

Elder Melinsela nodded without surprise. When introducing ancient trees, of course we must start with the oldest and most outstanding ones. This is the generosity and sincerity of the elves;

However, when Grete heard the word "mysterious lock", he shrank away. This was also his sense of propriety.

The Mystery Lock of the Elf Tribe is one of the most fundamental mysteries of the Elf Tribe. It seems that Gretel doesn't want to touch it and is absolutely unwilling to let it out from him.

"Then let's look at something else. Alan Bulu, this is a strong iron tree, and it is also the tallest and strongest iron tree in the entire Holden Valley. The entire magic academy is under his watch. under."

"Ashu, what do you think?"

Gretel once again used his mind to communicate with the oak staff. This time, the oak cane not only drooped its leaves, but also almost bent its trunk:

"I can't beat him..."

"Don't be ridiculous. Why would a good person hit you?" Grete scolded, and then asked curiously:

"Then has it ever gone to sea? Or, has it become a ship or a flying ship, capable of long-distance navigation in the sea and in the sky?"

"This... I'm afraid there is no such thing." Elder Melinsela laughed out loud:

"Alambulu has been standing on this hillside since he took root. He has never even wandered outside the valley if he doesn't want to go out for fun. Moreover, you expect an ironwood tree to turn into a boat..."

Such heavy wood, unless it can be perfectly transformed into a cabin from the beginning, will immediately sink to the bottom with a bang.

Gretel looked at the elder apologetically. Elder Melinsela smiled for a while, patted him, and continued walking forward:

"Come, look here. Aunt Floret is the guardian tree of the Magic Academy and an ancient tree that specializes in caring for cubs. She loves children the most. Every one of our cubs has played under her canopy and eaten them. Live through her fruit..."

"Ah, Aunt Floret." Grete saluted quickly. The ancient tree trembled, stretched out a branch and handed it to him. The branches were full of fruits and the fragrance was fragrant. Gretel picked one as a thank you and bit into it. As expected, her mouth was full of sweetness.

"Let's forget about this one..." This time, without protesting with the oak staff, Grete quickly declined with a smile:

"How can I take away the children's guardians and childhood memories? I'd rather trouble you to introduce other elders. Which ancient tree is still and thoughtful and willing to walk around, I will talk to him again... …”

After Grete visited a few ancient trees, he refused Elder Melinsela's guidance and visited each tree one by one according to the list she gave.

However, most ancient trees prefer silence to movement. Just ask for some bark, leaves, branches, and fruits. It’s simple. If you want to exchange knowledge, you can. Want it to make a contract with Gretel, uproot it, and turn it into a ship across the ocean?

No, never, absolutely impossible!

Grete visited ancient trees one after another from north to south, from dense forests to mountain tops, and encountered walls again and again. After searching almost all over the island, I found a bright red maple tree in the crevices of the cliffs of the South Island.

Hearing Grete say that he wanted to go out for a walk, the maple tree named Servilia shook its leaves vigorously and was extremely excited. The bark of the tree is slightly cracked, and the sea breeze blows through, sending a sweet fragrance:

"Really? Is it okay? Can I really go out for a walk? I have been here for thousands of years, and I can finally leave!

——I always dream about places far, far away! Dreaming about the big trees in the big forest, dreaming about the sea, dreaming about the heavy snow that sinks deer legs in winter... Can we go together? To turn into a ship? I do! "

Wait, you are a tree, why are you dreaming? ...No, you are just a tree, why do you dream of a place far, far away?

Gretel's head is full of black lines. He continued to inquire further, and the maple tree shook its branches and showed him a piece of its own seeds:

"You see, our seeds fly like this... I was also like this at the beginning, flying, flying, flying, flying..."

Grete held the green fruit. Outside the small fruit, there was a pair of extremely delicate thin flying wings, ready to fly in the wind in his palm.

It is conceivable that when the fruit ripens and explodes, those fruits with flying wings can fly to very far away places by riding on the air current.

——Of course, flying across the ocean is a no-brainer, but after being pecked and carried by birds, and transplanted by elves, it can indeed span long distances.

As for how a tree inherits the memory of its ancestors from its seeds, that is another story...

"Ashu, what do you think?"

Gretel asked the oak staff the same question. This time, the oak staff was silent for a long time, then suddenly jumped out of his chest pocket and fell to the ground.

When it jumped out of the pocket, it was still the length of a pencil. When it landed on the ground, it was already as long as an eyebrow stick. As soon as it fell, the roots went straight into the ground, and the thick green leaves spread out in the wind, shaking loudly:

"Hello! I'm Ashu! Nice to meet you! ... I mean, can I get to know you? Can I travel with you? Can I ask you questions?"

As he spoke, he tried his best to stretch the branches. The 15 branches at the top of the main trunk, as if blown by the sea breeze for several years, are neatly bent towards the maple tree:

"I……"

"Snapped!"

The branches covered with bright red leaves are drawn straight down. There was a crisp sound, and one of the fragile twigs of the oak tree was cut off, and the fruit was also shaking on the branch.

The oak staff was frightened by this, and all its thick branches were withdrawn, and even the crown of the tree shrunk by half. After shaking for a few times, he tentatively pushed forward a little further:

"beautiful……"

"Snapped!"

"Woo..."

The oak staff shrunk down, down, down, into a small stick, and the roots of the tree were all pulled out of the soil. Grete shook his head, stepped forward to pick it up and put it back in his pocket:

"Sorry, Ashu was too excited... He said that he had never seen such a beautiful girl..."

Maple Servilia had been silently observing Gretel, observing that Gretel was holding down the oak staff with her mental power and wrapping it tightly.

She and Gretel communicated through spiritual power, and she could smell the contract between the oak staff and Gretel. In such a package, the information about the oak staff did not come through at all...

So, Grete, the master, can control that little sapling? The question is, is he willing to take care of it?

The ancient trees standing proudly on the top of the mountain were silently meditating. After a while, she shook the branches and leaves, but there was no sweetness in the sea breeze:

"Do I need to promise him?—Do I need to promise him before I can go to sea with you?"

"Why do you think so?" Gretel pressed the oak stick into his pocket, even the top. He took a step forward and touched Servilia's branches with a warm smile:

"You are you, and he is him. You are the legendary ancient tree. No one in this world can force a legend. Whether it is me or everyone around me, I have only respect for you..."

He went back and forth, pouring out all the words in his stomach, and Servilia lowered her branches. On the top of the mountain, the bright red leaves swayed in the sea breeze, and the sweet fragrance overflowed one by one:

"You want me to turn into a ship? Turn into an airship? Fly with you?"

"Yes. - Only legends can protect us all in storms and waves. In order to deal with complex situations, it is best to turn into a ship during normal times and have the ability to fly in times of danger."

"It's not difficult to fly..." The pentagonal red leaves continued to sway, and it was obvious that Servilia was not in a calm mood. Half excited, half nervous:

"It's not difficult to turn into a big ship and carry people and things. However, I don't know how to turn it into a big ship so that it can float well on the sea, how to fly under any circumstances, and how to know the way!"

When it comes to this, I am 70-80% willing. Gretel smiled:

"It's easy! How to turn into a ship, how to turn into a flying ship, I'll take you to Sister Sasilia, she will definitely be willing to teach you! As for how to know the way -"

"I'll lead the way! I'll lead the way!"

A petite tern flew down from mid-air. The whole body is snow-white, the top of the head and the back of the neck are pure black, and the beak and paws are as bright as coral. It is the one that participated in Gretel's experiment and tried to give him a gift.

At this moment, it spread its wings, circled three times on the top of the maple tree, then jumped to the highest branch, jumping back and forth:

"Isn't it just to go to Dragon Island? I know it best! From Yongju Island to the north to the northernmost part of Dragon Island, my kindred and I will go back and forth every year! Master Mage, please let me lead the way!"

"...Look, it's solved." Grete spread his hands:

"At least we have a guide. Sister Servilia, if you are interested in joining, I will accompany you to find Sister Sasilia first and let you chat with her?"

Early the next morning, the experienced old ship tree hung a fruit on a twig, and slowly and solemnly moved it in front of the bright red maple tree.

"Come on, you need to understand these first and know how to transform. Later, I will take you to float on the sea and fly in the air. If there are no problems, you can go with Little Gretel!"

Thanks to x-on:Xinglianzhai for the 100 starting coins