Elves Have Migrated to My Planter

Chapter 17 – Another World (7)

Chapter 17 – Another World (7)

“There is another labyrinth? Ha, but the demon ant nest…”

“That is providence. In the end, the one who survives is the one who wins the competition, so we cannot avoid fighting.”

Serenian informed the young elves that the world tree had sensed another underworld.

It is a clear fact that monsters will emerge from there again and aim for the World Tree. So she warned her children too.

“Don’t be afraid to fight. Even though the Demon King, who was said to be an absolute evil, disappeared, in the end, it was something we could never avoid living in the world. I realized that too late.”

Sighing, she informed her children of the reality with a bitter face. He grew up hearing only bright and hopeful stories at a similar age to these children. How great the elves are, how noble they are, and so on. It was one of them to laugh at humans fighting and exploiting each other.

But those were outdated ways of thinking that obscured reality. Elves were neither particularly noble nor great compared to other races.

They were all the same. A mediocre life struggling to survive, regardless of race or origin. Now, this was the conviction of Serenian, who became the leader of a new clan of only three.

“I’ll keep that in mind.”

Even these children who lost her parents in her civil war understood what she was talking about. The basic premise is that if you want to protect it, you have to be strong. If you don’t become strong, you will be taken away more miserably.

“Then what can I do now?”

“Ren, you will rebuild the fence with me. Leah, please continue trimming the ingredients as I taught you last time.”

After giving the little girl scissors to cut her cloth, she headed forward with an elf boy she called Ren.

The intention was to repair the wooden fence that collapsed last time and prepare to build the wall again.

‘Let’s keep praying to the divine spirit. Please tell me too. I will pass it on to the spirit.’

As she hung a homemade rope on the wood she had cut out of her toothpick and dragged it along, she remembered what the mysterious human she had just met had said to her.

The divine spirit is always watching over you. And she wants to help herself.

If it was in the past, I probably wouldn’t have believed it. For Serenian in the past, the World Tree was everything. However, at this moment when they were already receiving a lot of help, even the young World Tree received help from that spirit, they sincerely trusted and relied on the spirit in the sky.

The moment when the world tree, which had been polluted by the enemy due to her own inadequacies, was restored with the help of a divine spirit, was a moment she would never forget.

“Hold there. If I pull it, I just push it from underneath.”

“Yes.”

Soon, grunting and dragging the lumber, she reached the location, catching her breath, adjusting the rope hanging from her lumber. She intended to dig up the ground and set the timber upright as she pulled as hard as she could on the timber that anchored her bottom to the ground.

“Push!”

Of course, this task was extremely strenuous even for her, who became a complete high elf and became stronger. When she was alone, she worked so slowly that she was really exhausted. Besides, Ren, still an immature boy, was actually not very helpful in using her powers.

“Haa…Haa…”

“If you are tired, take a break. I will bring the rest”

I only built one pillar. Although the pillars are thick logs much taller than they were, dozens more were needed to make the fence work properly as planned.

“It is absolutely impossible with the two of us. We need more help Chief. You know.”

After catching her breath for a moment, she left Len, who was struggling to sit on her floor, and tried to get her wood again, but the gasping Ren bit her lip and said,

Compared to her motivation, she was angry with herself for not being very helpful, and it was just that this situation itself was frustrating, so it was a somewhat pointed remark that popped out.

“Can’t we go back to town? If you convince me well, I’m sure others will believe that this is a great place to live.”

“We are still lacking. And compared to our hometown, it’s definitely not a nice place to live.”

Seeing Ren’s blue eyes looking up at her, Serenian stiffened her face and shook her head.

“I am angry that I entrusted you to me for fear of repercussions, but I understand the people of my tribe. This world is still… Incomplete because I left my hometown and moved there. He won’t come even if I persuade him.”

With her dark face she recalled the people of her native village being intimidated by her enemies, by her own people, just because she was from her own village. When they help themselves, they literally risk their lives to help.

Even if she persuaded them, she still judged that this land was not enough to hold a large number of elves. It takes a lot of hands for stabilization, but paradoxically, stabilization was needed to get those hands to come.

“So do we really have to do it all together?”

“No, you are not wrong, Ren. I have no shame, but I have to pray to the sky again. He is the one who gave us houses, materials, and tools. There is no way I can show him any favors other than to serve her wholeheartedly, but he can’t help it now. Other than just asking for help.”

She smiled bitterly and muttered as she looked up at the sky.

She knows it’s not right to keep relying on and relying on her, but now she has a lot to protect.

***

‘Well, wooden fences have limits. Saturn even more.’

Serenian, who was struggling to make a stronger and taller wooden fence than before, prayed as if he felt his limits. It was a prayer for me.

[Elf’s Prayer – Blessing Prayer]

I didn’t know exactly what I was praying for. The writings that are conveyed to me in the form of such a prayer are too concise and short.

“I need to make a wooden fence, but it seems that the strength is not enough.”

“Yes. It would be nice if the divine spirit could send us another divine beast that could help us.”

Instead, I was able to properly hear her intentions now. Serenian, who came over to the herb pot in the corner and came to find me claiming to be a priest of the spirit, told me what he had hoped for and prayed to the spirit.

“I assure you, the spirits will help you soon.”

“Thank you for saying that.”

“Well, but there seems to be a condition.”

I love that moment. Carefully brought her problems that had been troubling her all night to her.

Then, as she was about to leave her seat, she stopped and looked back at me with her eyes wide open.

“Don’t you know that? Even the spirits do not dig and do business.”

“What do you say you want? Of course, you will repay them, and you can serve them with all your heart. But right now we have very little, so that worries me.”

“You don’t have to do anything. They say that it is enough to have that heart to repay.”

I was stabbed for no reason and looked around avoiding my eyes.

All I want from the elves is to allow me to take pictures of them.

Of course, she doesn’t know what video is or what a video platform is. Even so, it was my last conscience about whether I could try to make money using them.

“It doesn’t matter what He does. There should be no one-sided relationships in the world. If it is of any help to you, I will gladly give you my body.”

“It’s a bit harsh, but I understand. Nothing will happen, so don’t worry too much.”

Once I somehow got permission.

I’ll have to think hard about whether or not to actually do it.

I then returned to the living room to watch her go back and put her body back to her original state.

‘I need a reliable worker.’

First of all, it was right to solve more urgent matters. I made a promise, but if it doesn’t help much, it won’t work.

But I couldn’t think of an easy way. Of course, the helpful gods she wants are machines like Battlebot 001 or drones, but after browsing through miniature-related sites for the past few days, I realized that there are very few micro devices that can move at will.

However, it is all the more impossible to buy and send real-life heavy equipment that can scale. In the first place, such things cannot be brought into pots.

‘Should I use another method?’

In the end I had to change direction slightly. It was the sound of Serenian’s grudge that she should help her in other ways instead of her mechanical devices.

“Hmm.”

With that kind of mindset, what I saw while browsing miniature product sites was a kit that allows you to make your own miniatures.

Exactly the materials included in the kit.

The clay in the kit, which was said to be made using clay, melted softly with just water and became very hard when hardened.

In that small world, I wonder if I can build something much more comfortably if I use this clay well.