Elves Have Migrated to My Planter

Chapter 32-Development(2)

Chapter 32-Development(2)

“This, what the hell is this…”

“Looks like they didn’t carefully drop off a few for nothing.”

For the elves, it was like a heavenly punishment.

Unlike the usual dropping one or two carefully to avoid getting hurt, the pins scattered at random with all their might were a weapon with tremendous power.

Seeing that most of the pillworts were killed by this blow or wriggling as parts of their bodies were pierced, Serenian walked forward first, leaving his kin to calm his astonished heart.

Then, with a grunt, he began to pull out a steel stake driven deep into the ground. It was an object much taller than her height, which was difficult to use unless it was half-shaven.

“Let’s help. God has helped. Goddess, literally Goddess. I’ve never heard of anything like this.”

Other elves who were trying to escape from her haunted mountain hurried to help her. She retrieved the pins that had been stuck in, and put an end to the breaths of the witch-beast daughter-in-law who hadn’t died yet.

Still, dozens of people clung to it, so the probation proceeded quickly. Innumerable needles were also removed, and the wide plain made of black soil, which looked fertile at first glance, regained its original appearance.

In the middle of it, Serenian sensed that the World Tree had absorbed that much nutrients in return for killing the demonic daughter-in-law, and clenched her fist.

“Keep going. It’s no wonder that the evil beasts are the trials and the price we have to overcome. Rather, we need to look at what kind of place God has allowed us to be.”

Serenian once again led her people across the plains.

Maybe it was because of the world tree boasting a huge presence, and this place seemed much wider than the place where they first built their village.

“Water…Water!”

“It is a lake. Chief!”

The place where they walked as if possessed was the surface of the water that reflected countless lights.

As they approached the place, Serenian’s face as well as all the elves’ faces widened. They could ask for rain whenever they wanted, but it was because of the severe water shortage they had been experiencing.

This puddle, which occupied 1/3 the size of a corner of a flower pot, was itself a calmly swaying lake to them.

‘Clean. It’s clear.’

Serenian cautiously approached the surface. Unlike natural lakes, the water level did not gradually deepen, but dropped like a cliff right in front of it. The bottom of the lake, which looked pitch-black, could not be seen very well.

But the water in which the giant blue duckweed was floating was clear and transparent. As she poured the water into her hand, she smiled faintly at the feel of the water sliding in her hand.

“There is a lot to do. First of all, we have to make this place safe, and we have to build new warehouses, houses, and farmland.”

Turning her body around, Serenian soon gave instructions to her agitated people. It was the custom of the elves that everyone was equal with only a difference in position, but for one goal, the prosperity of the community, they faithfully followed Serenian’s orders.

“Here it is…! This is the den of the demonic daughter-in-law!”

The first thing she tried was to send out her warriors to find a rival to compete with them for the shores of the lake.

“Should we attack right now? So many of them died just now, so they must be kicking back.”

“You need to spy out, so do it. But Garmin, never overdo it. It is not urgent.”

The crypt, which was huge enough to match the crypt of the monster ants, was located at the corner of the flowerpot this time as well.

A spirited warrior rushed in and insisted on ending them before they could reproduce any more, but Serenian struggled to keep his prudence. Now he was in a position to lead his clan.

“Bring the seeds. Now that this is also the realm of the World Tree, I will spread that power.”

After some armed warriors entered a new dungeon to explore. Serenian did not follow them and remained on the ground to continue his work.

She is currently the only high elf here who can handle the power of the World Tree. Turning her barren plains into forests was also something only she could do.

‘If I keep going like this, wouldn’t it be another Great Forest in the end?’

The power of the world tree he guided dwells in the land, rapidly reviving countless lives sleeping in it. Serenian drew the scene of his hometown, the Great Forest, watching the vegetation grow rapidly on the land that was empty.

I no longer missed my hometown. If he misses Jeongdaesurim, he thought that he just needed to make this place a new Daesilim, just like his ancestors who first settled down where Daesilim used to be.

It is also confirmed today that expansion of the world, which was initially thought impossible, is possible.

“Do you like the look too? Now the newcomers will make their own homes here.”

She smiled, glancing at the drone whizzing by her own side.

They noticed that the drone’s eye, the camera lens, was fixed on a flowerpot that had become full of green. Now that they had been together for quite some time, she was able to understand the psychology of the drone, to be precise, the person who pilots it, just by its movement.

“Chief, I think we should prepare a little harder before attacking.”

And a few hours later, around the early evening when the sun was about to go down, the warriors who had gone out to search for the pill bug dungeon returned with embarrassed faces.

“There were many, many bizarrely mutated ones?”

“I fought in an ant nest, but it is a large and spacious place even compared to that place. Not just a crypt, but more like a cave.”

The warriors told Serenian what they had seen.

Those who have experienced ant nests also say that this place is bigger and deeper. Just listening to the story, it felt like a completely different world, not just a simple underground cave.

“Those monsters are an ordeal for us. There are no choices. We must fight.”

Serenian bit his lip, but his words were fixed. Since he’s already run away here once, he can’t run away again.

In the end, he had to attack the dungeon and capture the core to grow the world tree meaningfully, and only then could he gain more land and more opportunities.

“However, I don’t know if it’s defending with the wall, but attacking them first… I don’t know if there are more of us from the guard like the chief or even elementalists.”

However, the more experienced the elves were, the more skeptical they were. It is not uncommon for exceptional elves to be selected as royal guards since childhood and called to the center. Right now, Serenian was such a case.

And the qualification to make a contract with the spirits was gradually granted to only some elves as time passed.

The reason why the fallen elven heroes were able to become a warrior-like party, and why they easily won the civil war against their fellow countrymen, was because they were more than just elves and were powerful elementalists who contracted with the spirits.

Until now, peace had been maintained within the Great Forest, so these things were not a big problem, but the elves who moved to this new world, regardless of age or s*x, regretted and regretted that they had not practiced martial arts.

“It’s okay. Because we have a god we can trust more than anything else. If we actively use his help, we can overcome it ourselves, as we do now.”

Serenian had to convince people who were 100 years older than him. However, it was not difficult for him to convince him.

If you look at the divine spirit’s ‘punishment’ during the day, it was stronger than any other spirit’s attack.

“Since everything has stabilized, I should give thanks to the spirits who helped us all today. Please prepare.”

Serenian declared that he would gather his people and give thanks to the god now that the sun had completely gone down.

There was also a little bit of political purpose in it, not just purely expressing thanks, but also creating an opportunity to strengthen unity and reconciliation through actions that can unite everyone.

‘As expected. She has the qualities of a queen.’

Garmin, a veteran warrior over 100 years of age who personally led her warriors into the dungeon, smiled bitterly when she realized her intentions.

It has been quite some time since the position of queen or king disappeared. However, in a dizzy and chaotic time like now, we need an outstanding leader to lead the group, just like when our ancestors fought together as one.

***

“…”

Even though it was late at night, the elves did not sleep, eating and drinking and having fun. A kind of festival prepared by Serenian to appease and boost morale among his people. The population had grown to the size of a decent village, so of course it was noisy.

Originally, elves don’t like noisy things like this, but those who have already come here are those who put that down to some extent.

The Elves, who agreed with Serenian’s words to seek correct change, different from the fallen traitors, which was put forward as a justification for the help of a spirit that did not exist in tradition and custom, tried to accept the change at least in order to survive.

“What’s wrong, brother?”

“Why me?”

Of course, Ren and Leah siblings were also present at the festival. Leah, who had just returned from playing with her friends of her age, visited Ren, who was looking down at the town shimmering with countless torches from the second floor of their miniature house and scratched her head.

“I don’t even play with other people. It’s only here Do you have any friends?”

Swallowing a mouth full of salted baked potatoes, Leah stabbed him in the chest with the innocence typical of a child. Startled, he untied his arm and glared at his brother with a red face.

“It’s not like that. You, you don’t even know where the chief is going.”

“Where are you going?”

“There.”

Sighing at the sight of his brother opening his eyes round, he turned his gaze to a place a little further away from the village. Outside the barriers where forests and crops now grow, but once there was nothing but black bulls and ants fighting.

Ren knows what’s in that corner. The place where Serenian had forbidden access to other people.

‘I’m thinking of meeting that person again.’

Ren was preparing in his room on the first floor of the miniature house, Serenian went there and he knew who he was meeting and his mouth was non-stop.

I wasn’t sad about anything else. No matter how ‘human’ he is, he was dissatisfied with not being able to meet him as a priest of the divine spirit.

Even though he and Leah are closer to Serenian than anyone else, having endured countless adversities together here.

“Where are you going?!”

“I can’t stand it.”

In the end, the conflicted Ren jumped over the railing, climbed the wall, and landed on the ground.

Curiosity and interest have already been exceeded. To Ren, who was full of blood and felt the thrill of fighting to the death with Serenian and winning, it was not at all satisfying to help adults with chores like other boys.

He ran across the town, over the barrier, and into the cracks leading to the herb pots, taking advantage of the gap that others were not paying attention to.