Game of the World Tree

Alice happily accedes to the elves' request.

As a saint of nature, among the believers, she is the closest to the mother goddess, and her status is even higher than that of ordinary goddess.

And Alice herself is more enthusiastic about spreading the faith.

She first hugged Samir, and then said to the elves:

"May the mother god bless you! Dear people, please come with me!"

As she spoke, Alice drew a symbol of Mother Nature on her chest.

Then, she took the elves of the Flame Tribe, who were surrounded by players, and walked to the center of Emerald Green to teleport the magic circle.

Today, the core area of ​​the Emerald Temple has been renovated by players.

And when the elves came here, many players were busy everywhere, doing the daily tasks of building restoration.

Looking at these busy players, the elves of the Flame Tribe were amazed and curious.

Fei Luo Xier thought for a while, and finally couldn't help but ask:

"Lord Alice... We have all received a lot of help from these young clans along the way, but... I see that they have different hair colors. Which clan do they belong to?"

Samir has long noticed these young people who seem to be always full of energy and passion.

Not only that, he also saw that these people seemed to be very interested in himself and the elves of the flame tribe.

They were very friendly, and even said... being kind is a bit too much.

It felt...even a little flattering.

This reminded him of all the crazy behaviors in his youth when he was pursuing his other half.

However, Samir did not think that these young people would have any interest in the same sex and the elders.

Suddenly, he moved in his heart and suddenly raised his head.

He looked at Alice and said excitedly:

"Could it be... the Chosen One?"

Hearing the old priest's words, Alice nodded and replied with a smile:

"That's right, Grandpa Samir. They are the warriors summoned by the mother goddess from another world, the brave and industrious Chosen!"

"It turned out to be a hero summoned by the mother god! Does this mean that they are primordial elves? Or are they... divine envoys?!"

The elves of the Flame Tribe were amazed.

Felixir was shocked, and she looked at Alice subconsciously.

Facing the gaze of the Patriarch of the Flame Tribe, Alice hesitated and nodded reluctantly:

"It's...that's it."

Her Majesty the Mother Goddess never mentioned the official identity of the Chosen One...

However, since they are elves, they should be... they should be considered special primordial elves, right?

Alice thought a little tangled.

Seeing the surprised expressions of the elves, the players immediately joined in the fun like a dog and shouted:

"That's right, we are the warriors summoned by the goddess!"

"Praise nature! Praise life! Praise the great goddess sister!"

"We are the Chosen Ones! We are elves born directly from the World Tree, and we will be a family from now on!"

"Uncles and aunts, brothers and sisters, if you have any tasks, just call us!"

"We guarantee timely and proper completion!"

"That...cough, we are still young, we still have a lot to learn, and we will ask you more for advice in the future..."

Hearing the players' words, the elves looked at them and their gazes changed again.

These Chosen Ones...

What a group of kind, enthusiastic, humble and respectable and reliable partners who love to learn!

Looking at the moving eyes of the elves, Alice hesitated for a while, and reminded carefully:

"Well... although they are very good people, they may sometimes do incomprehensible things, and sometimes... there may be some human-like bad habits, you have to be mentally prepared."

Nothing... incomprehensible? Human bad habits?

Felixir was slightly taken aback.

Then, she thought of the Chosen people's fearless charge and ruthless pursuit of the Orcs, the greedy looting of equipment after killing the Orcs, and the gleaming eyes after seeing the books...

At this moment, she suddenly realized:

"So it is!"

However, even with its flaws, Felixir is still very grateful to the Chosen Ones.

Thinking of the young Chosen who died in battle, she said sadly:

"Hey... In order to rescue us this time, they... they really sacrificed a lot of their companions, and nearly a hundred young lives died."

Sacrifice... Sacrifice a companion?

After listening to Philosopher's words, Alice and the others looked strange.

The oak guard Basaka, who had been reduced to four meters in height, glanced at the players.

The players dodged their eyes and smiled shyly.

Basaka:  …

"Ha ha."

He grinned and sneered, and said solemnly:

"Don't worry, they are immortal."

No... immortal?

Felixir and the others looked stunned.

Even Samir was surprised.

Immortal... what does that mean?

Before they could ask carefully, the teleportation formation in the center of the square suddenly burst into bright light, and dozens of tall figures appeared in front of everyone...

They wore simple wooden armor and linen robes with excited expressions:

"Hurry up! I heard they've arrived! And they caught a dragon!"

"Cough, I don't know what the NPC's look like when they see us in a while."

"Don't mention it, Demacia, what you just played is too similar, tragic... It's just the upper body of the drama."

"I'll see you later and see what you do."

Listening to the ridicule of his companions, Demacia cocked her hips and boasted proudly:

"Hey, isn't it just to gain goodwill?"

"These new NPCs are also elves. It is estimated that they are the same as Alice and the others. It must be very fast to get good feelings! When the good feelings are high, why don't you want anything?"

"Disgust, hate, normal, like, intimacy... The difference between these different favorability levels is huge!"

"Let me tell you, why I can go out with Al to kill monsters, isn't it because my relationship with him is close!"

Then, he found that his companions were silent.

"Why don't you talk? Is there anything wrong with what I said?"

He grumbled strangely, and saw that the others were desperately winking at him.

Demacia followed their gaze subconsciously.

In front of him...

Standing with all the NPCs.

Demacia:  …

[Ding you and Basaka's favorability is reduced by 20 points, reaching "Disgust\