Katarian sat in the central garden of the Falosi Residence. His ice-blue vertical pupils, unique to the Ice Dragon bloodline, swept across the others sitting in the garden.
A Watcher, a powerful Lord of the Undead, and a lowly and despicable human.
In Katarian's long life, he couldn't imagine how these three completely different races could sit together and drink tea in harmony.
What Katarian couldn't understand was that Taylin, the former priest of the Holy Tree and the most obedient and well-behaved elf priest, had become one of them!
Judging from the Lord of the Undead's attitude towards Taylin, she seemed to like Taylin very much.
Shouldn't the Undead, who had always been with death, hate the World Tree? After all, the World Tree was a huge accumulation of life energy.
Katarian's thoughts were a little chaotic. The Ice Dragon felt that the world seemed to have changed a little during the time he was dominated by the Grey Fog.
"How about black tea?"
Josiah handed a cup of black tea to the seemingly male Ice Dragon.
However, according to the information provided by the Dark Elves, every single guardian of the World Tree had no gender. They were 'one and only' individuals, and every death symbolized a new birth.
As for their human appearances, they were like deceivers. No matter what they looked like, it would be decided according to their preferences.
Katarian didn't take the black tea from Josiah even though the Ice Dragon relied on his sense of smell to confirm that there was no poison in the tea.
But Katarian didn't come here for afternoon tea!
"Taylin."
Katarian's gaze softened when he looked at the Frost Elf.
The Ice Dragon wasn't in the mood to think about why the Watcher and the Lord of the Undead would appear in a human city.
Katarian's original goal in coming to Noland was to keep the Holy Tree away from those dangerous humans!
"Leave with me," Katarian said.
In Katarian's memory, Taylin was the most obedient of the twelve Frost Elf priests and the closest elf to Katarian.
Katallian had protected the Frost Elves for over a thousand years. He had watched this Frost Elf grow up from a young age to an adult.
When Taylin was still young, Katarian would often sing lullabies to lull her to sleep.
No matter how she looked at it, this relationship was more reliable than the 'friends' she knew in Noland.
"Guardian …"
At this moment, Taylin's answer was very hesitant.
The Ice Dragon had neglected a very important factor, and that was that the little girl who Katarian could only fall asleep by humming a lullaby every day had now completely grown up!
Taylin glanced at Josiah, who was sitting next to her. Josiah shrugged, indicating that he couldn't give any advice.
After a few seconds of silence, Taylin lifted her head and looked at Katarian.
"Sorry, Protector … I can't leave this city!"
The tone of Taylin's words was completely unlike her usual soft and weak voice. Instead, it was filled with determination.
"Can't? Are they threatening you? "Katarian's vertical pupils glanced at Josiah, as if he had misunderstood Josiah's shrugging gesture.
Before Josiah could open his mouth to explain, Taylin immediately shook her head and rejected Katarian's idea.
"No, it's not like that."
"Taylin, have you forgotten who destroyed our home?"
Katarian's gaze swept over Hiri who was sitting next to Josiah.
This Ice Dragon had a great prejudice against humans, but this time, not only was Hiri not afraid of Katarian's gaze, she even glared back at him.
Even the mini Deathwing standing on Hiri's shoulder spat out a small fireball as if demonstrating.
"I haven't forgotten … Of course I haven't forgotten." Taylin clenched her hands tightly, and a sorrowful expression appeared on her face. With Katarian's reminder, Taylin once again recalled those nightmarish days.
"I watched helplessly as those people in the Grey Fog killed my mother and father. Even if I covered my ears, I could still hear everyone's cries. Elder Cousy, Priest Keltia … All of them fell in the blood." Taylin muttered to herself. "In the end, I was the only one left to escape in the snow. Even if I was lucky enough to come to the human world, I could only hide in a dark corner and tremble."
Katarian listened to Taylin's narration, and his anger subsided a little. This Ice Dragon's heart was also filled with self-blame.
Therefore, Katarian tried to make his tone as gentle as possible.
"Taylin and I left this city. It's said that the High Elves won't let any humans set foot in this city, and it's even more impossible for humans to hurt you."
"Protector, Noland's people didn't hurt me." Taylin raised her head and looked at Katarian's eyes again.
"That's just a superficial phenomenon. Those guys' hearts are made of mud and water. When you are defenseless, you will find how dirty your heart is."
Katarian stared at Taylin with a majesty that was between a dragon and an elder.
Taylin felt the pressure from the dragon's coercion. Hiri wanted to step forward and say a few words for Taylin, but she was stopped by Josiah. Josiah also stopped the Venerated Skeleton.
The only one who could convince this ice dragon was Taylin herself. If anyone else got involved, it would only make the relationship even more tense.
"I know that not everyone can be called 'kind,' but …" A white cat emitting a shimmer suddenly appeared in Taylin's palm.
"Holy tree."
Katarian had been thinking about taking Taylin away from here, but he ignored the will of the World Tree lying in Taylin's hand.
After the World Tree was destroyed, if it wanted to be reborn, it could only be reborn in the most basic seed state.
Katarian didn't know how many years it would take from seed to germination, but the nourishment for the growth of the World Tree was the faith of the Frost Elves.
Logically speaking, the only faith of the holy tree now was Taylin alone.
But judging from the breath exuded by the white cat, it was definitely not a level that Taylin could achieve by gathering her faith alone.
"With the help of Mr. Josiah, the people of Noland can hear my singing and the stories I tell every day. The stories written by Mr. Josiah are very interesting … No." Taylin was obviously a little flustered. Halfway through her sentence, she realized that she had gone off-topic. She sorted out her words again and said, "In short, the people of Noland like my singing and the stories written by Mr. Josiah!"
"What does that prove?" Katarian said impatiently. The singing of the elves wasn't very beautiful to the dragons, let alone the humans.
"Because I also like the songs I sing and the stories written by Mr. Josiah!" Taylin's eyes were fixed on Katarian. In that instant, Katarian saw something called 'determination' in the eyes of the Frost Elf. "I believe that people who like the same songs and stories as me … must be good people!"
Katarian heard Taylin's words. He should have mocked her for saying that everything she said was illogical, but he noticed the most important point.
Those humans provided nourishment for the Holy Tree!
How could humans provide nourishment for the Holy Tree? Or rather, how could those humans worship the World Tree!
"And when the Holy Tree Enluci was still a seed, the haze of the Grey Fog still shrouded it. It was Mr. Josiah and the people of Noland who saved me and Enluci." Katarian interrupted Taylin before she could finish her sentence.
"The erosion of the Grey Fog adhered to the seed of the Holy Tree?" Katarian looked at the white cat in disbelief, as if asking 'how did you survive'.
The white cat yawned lazily. After scratching its chin with its claws, it opened its eyes and looked at Josiah.
Katarian's gaze followed the white cat's gaze and looked at Josiah who was holding a cup of black tea and watching the show.
"Ahem, this … Let me explain."
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