Chapitre 62: Chapter 13 Spirits of the land
Drip*
A tiny droplets of water dripped on the freshly grown leaf of the old tree which had seen countless era changes throughout its life, yet the tree persisted to stay alive. The bark of the tree was much larger than other ancient trees, its root was deeply embedded into the ground to disperse the life around the continent
A young woman was laying on the ground with a calm expression. Her long eyelashes trembled from the blink of her eyes which were full of mystery. She touched the leaves of the tree with a caring look on her beautiful face.
Her face was without any blemishes and her body was beautiful as the blooming flowers in the spring. She was wearing a pure white gown, embedded with golden accessories. Moreover, she wore a tiara which was made from the pure essence of the forest.
She gently raised her hand and opened her eyes with a tired face.
" How long do I have to guard here, mother?"
She said, stroking the tree with a complicated look. She was curious about the outside world where there was the endless ocean and everlasting light existed. However, the world tree forbade her from going out because she knew humans weren't kind like the stories depicted. They were selfish and cruel creatures that doesn't hesitate to kill their kind for their benefit.
Shwaa*
The leaves of the tree gently danced in the wind, indicating her to be patient. She was a pure spirit born from the purest desire of living beings.
The girl sulked with a depressed look, she swayed her foot back and forth with frustration on her face.
Jingle*
A little creature appeared next to her, handing a little flower to her. It was a creature that had wings made from mana and it closely resembled humans, but they were too little to be called a human. Furthermore, their ears were just like elves.
" Thank you, Shaella."
She said, taking the flower from her tiny hands. Her gentle smile fascinated the fairy. She actively circled her to motivate her since she had been grounded by the world tree. Her little wings fluttered around leaving a trail of blue dust since they were made from mana.
The woman got up from her the ground and followed her to the field. A gentle breeze of wind hit her face, refreshing her depressed mind. Her golden eyes showed her delight as she spun around the flowers with fairies who were circling her with happy looks. The primal spirits heard their joyous laughter as they blessed them with their utmost might.
" Your majesty, why didn't you invite me?"
A mature woman with giant wings came out from the trees with a pout. She was beautiful as the other woman, but she wasn't charming as her.
" Queshella, don't talk nonsense. I didn't forget about you. Where were you yesterday?"
The woman asked with curiosity since she couldn't find her anywhere. The fairies said she wasn't in her room, so the woman gave up.
" The elves and the spirits asked for my help. They felt the absence of Harmony who guarded the continent against the southern gods."
Queshella said, creating a flower bead with her magic. She lifted the hand of the woman and gently tied it. The bead glowed with pure white color.
" Aunty? She is a strict spirit, though. I wonder if she is sick since I smelled those disgusting spirits near her temple."
The woman spoke, tilting her head with confusion. It was impossible to kill one of the oldest spirits in existence since they were gods of this continent that oversee and receive the power from the thousands.
" We sent a few spirits to check on her condition. I hope she would be alright because the elven guards received news about a few dangerous fugitives hiding in human settlements. Especially, they said one of them resembled the witch."
Queshella explained while creasing her eyebrows. She knew the witch wasn't a simple human, she had endless potential and power that could wipe out the life of this continent.
" The witch? Mother said she wasn't a bad human, though. She said she needed guidance from the ancient spirits."
She spoke while gazing at her with a questioning look since the world tree never made errors about others.
État de l’alimentation hebdomadaire
-- Classement
Power Stone 
-- Power
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