“What is he? ”

“Look at those ears! ”

“You have short ears! It's not an elf!”

“Who did you say you were lying to? What did you say to the priest? ”

Elves roar.

The priest frowned as he saw the creature on the altar.

‘Why is he here? ’

Presence from another dimension of self-titling.

The one who knows how to get rid of grass.

He also felt reluctant since the first time I saw him.

“What are you talking about? How the hell did you get up here? Guard! Get him out! Come on!"

The priest felt the ominousness and shouted.

The guard moved.

But it wasn't the movement the priest wanted.

“What are you doing? Why don't you pull him out! ”

The priest shouted as he looked at the guards surrounding the altar as they surrounded it.

The answer flowed from the mouth of the market.

“Until the story is over, no one will allow access to the single phase. ”

“What? What do you mean, Mayor! Are you trying to hurt me by making a deal with an outsider? A priest who listens to the words of the Mother Tree? ”

The priest shouted at the barracks.

The mayor did not blink an eye.

Instead, the Guardian opened his mouth.

“All you have to do is open your mouth. ”

The priest looked for protection.

“What? This rat droplet! How dare you insult a priest you've seen? By what authority did you come up here? ”

“It's all a lie. And qualification..... ”

The Guardian threw his gaze around.

The elves' curious gaze turns toward the guardian.

The Guardian took something out of his arms and spoke.

“With this, do you think you deserve to tell the truth? ”

[Priest's Ring].

“That, is it? ”

The priest's eyes shook.

An item that I wanted to get even when I was a master.

It was an item that Master who was fleeing was unable to grasp after being eaten by Slime.

“I see. Who else would recognize you? ”

The guardian lifts the ring to all sides.

“Huh? It's the ring the priestess wore. ”

“That's right! It's real! ”

“That, perhaps, is the ring passed down to the priest for generations? ”

“But why is that in the hands of a stranger? ”

A voice was heard among the crowd.

“Why is that in your hands? No way! Master suddenly disappeared and thought it was weird. It was you! ”

The priest shouted.

It was a lying response.

The crowd roared again.

On the other hand, the protection was unshakeable.

The Guardian's hand searches for him.

I heard a thin book.

The Guardian spread out a page of the book and began to read.

“The betrayal of the disciple I trusted was terrible. But since the disciple's guard was low, I could barely escape without sacrificing my life. He's been chasing after us relentlessly. In the inevitable desert of ice, I was sucked into the mouth of an ice slime. ”

The voice of the guardian, enchanted by Valiant's affirmative magic, was clearly conveyed to the ears of all the elves.

“What do you mean by that? Betrayed by disciples?”

“The ring belongs to the priesthood. Well, maybe he left that book, too? ”

“What? So you're not a priest now? ”

“Well, that's a scary thing..... ”

I'm tired of the priest's white face.

“What the hell are you talking about?

The priest was impatient and complained.

“This is the diary that Jinho, the 22nd priest in Redwood, left in the belly of Ice Slime. It's also a will.”

The Guardian explained to the citizens.

The priest, who was trembling, shouted in haste.

“Yes, you're a liar! How dare you lie to me with a bookshelf you picked up! You're trying to fool Redwood and Mother Tree without even realizing that one mouse is scary! ”

I barely regained my mind and fought back.

‘You're a fucking teacher. If you're gonna die, you're gonna die! I'm crying anyway! I can't prove anything about that! ’

One way or another, he escapes this place and brings the grass near his mother's tree.

You don't have to be a priest forever.

Until His coming.

You just have to hold on until the grass absorbs enough HP.

When the priest is rolling his head, a voice of protection is heard.

“It must have been you who made fun of my mother's tree. ”

“What nonsense! The only one who represents the will of the Mother Tree is the priest! You don't even know what a priest means! ”

Whale yelling priest again.

The guardian bowed with a pitiful glance.

“Aren't you the one who made up the horses and misled the citizens, and misled the Mother Tree? ”

“What?”

“The weeds are for the mother tree? Is that what you're saying? Besides……. ”

A priest who can change this.

Elves who keep their eyes open for unexpected situations.

Around the time everyone's eyes were drawn.

The words of the Guardian followed.

“You can't hear the voice of your mother's tree, can you? ”

* * *

The priest's eyes opened in awe.

It was only his own secret.

But how does a stranger know that?

The priest barely grasped the dazzling spirit.

‘There is no evidence. There's no way to prove it. ’

Fucking stranger.

If I get out of here, I'll kill you!

The gentle priest shouted quickly.

“Bullshit! Why can't I listen to Mother Tree?" ”

“Bullshit. You still can't hear the voice of the Mother Tree insulting you? ”

The left side is locked in silence.

The priest stiffens like a statue, while the rest of the elves panic at the shocking remarks of the Guardian.

That's when I heard the right voice.

“Oh, you too, Spirit! It's so cool."

“That's right, you're not just good at fighting. Horse's feet are the best. Haha. ”

“Spirit, destroy that impostor. Whiting!"

It was the National Water Trio.

Thanks to their support, the time that seemed to have stopped in awe passed again.

The guardian bowed to the priest.

“You can't hear me, can you? So that's how it's gonna be. ”

“What the hell are you talking about! The Mother Tree has not voiced her voice for a long time to recover. ”

“No, you're still talking. ”

“Don't bullshit me! ”

“Do you want me to prove it? ”

“What?”

The guardian turned his gaze to the mother tree.

“Sequoia, would you please inform the citizens of Redwood that you are still making your voice heard? ”

Of course. I can't wait to see the face of that jerk. It still looks pretty good. Hoho.

After the only answer I heard from the Guardian came back.

Bass

There was no wind, and the branches of the mother tree trembled.

“Ugh! The Mother Tree is moving. ”

“You responded to the voice of that stranger! ”

“So was he really telling the truth? ”

Terror has been heard everywhere.

The priest shouted with a faint expression.

“That's ridiculous! Hey, you can't do this! I can't believe Mother Tree reacted! ”

Mother tree can do nothing.

There should be none.

He put the seed in its roots.

It's normal not to be able to use your powers.

But why is the Mother Tree moving?

In the voice of a stranger!

‘Even I can't talk to Mother Tree for decades, but you're not an elf! ’

It doesn't make any sense.

The priest desperately denied reality.

However, the words of the guardian that led to the fall of the priest into the corridor.

“Mother tree says. You've never heard the voice of a mother tree before. It's a waste of talent and greed. Can you hear me?”

“Don't, that's ridiculous! The other thing... It doesn't really make your words true that I woke up once! ”

A priestess who seizes.

The Guardian has taken a critical hit.

“So can we do this? Mother Tree, now restore your appearance. ”

The moment the words of the Guardian fell.

Arrow

Strong vitality flowed from the Mother tree.

At the same time, the appearance of the mother tree changed.

“Oh, Mother Tree is changing! ”

“The fly rises! Go, the branches are coming back to life! ”

“I've never seen anything so lively in months. ”

“Ugh! Flowers! Flowers at the end of the branch! ”

The guardian shouts to the alarming elves.

“Mother tree was constantly talking. It's just that that incompetent priest didn't hear his voice. ”

The commotion exploded, as if oiled in boiling water.

“He was absolutely right. None of the things I've said so far have been realized! ”

“So the priest is a real traitor? ”

“Grass was really bad, too? ”

“I have never heard the words of Mother Tree until now. So that's all you've been saying? I can't do that."

When the elves are in awe.

Mother tree said to the guardian.

I have to get rid of weeds. Would that be okay now?

“Of course. You've done well. ”

The moment the answer to the Guardian fell.

A delay has begun to shake off the elves' suspicions.

The pollen was scattered from the flower of the mother tree.

“Pollen!"

“Huh? Flying away? What the hell are you doing? ”

“You want to get out of town? ”

The pollen flew away by the power of the Mother Tree.

I sat down on weeds covered around the city.

The weeds began to dry up a little.

‘I can't believe I put herbicides in the pollen and sprayed them in that big space. ’

Is it because you're big?

You have more power than a oak tree.

The Guardians relaxed and watched the miracle realized by Sequoia.

There was an elf that looked very different from that guardian.

He was a priest.

“That's ridiculous. How is that possible? How can you understand what Mother Tree says? ”

Why not me? That stranger.

They even do what they ask of the speaking clan!

Clutch.

The priesthood was filled with ominous energy.

This doesn't make any sense.

It's not fair.

This can't happen.

Clutch.

Redwood is mine.

All elves must obey me, and listen to me.

Clutch.

Because I'm the king.

The moment I thought of the word "king."

There was a thought in the priesthood that was associated with it.

‘To be king, you must gather enough life to give it to him. If the grass dries up, you can't be king. ’

No, no, no, no.

No, no, no, no!

I should be king!

The priest reached out his hand to his face.

The makeup was wiped out.

Phuket

The barely pressed magi burst out.

Leader GO.

The priest's bone was distorted in a bizarre voice.

“Huh? Look over there! The priest said:”

“What a traitor, a priest. What's wrong with you? ”

“Me, crazy! A monster! The priest has turned into a monster. ”

“We have to avoid it! ”

The priest was different.

The weed that came out of the priest's heart covered his whole body.

Giant statue that weaves weeds.

A tentacle like an octopus leg replaced his foot.

Hundreds of strands of weed extended from the chest and arms.

“Teacher! What the hell happened..... ”

The disciple of the priest who was near shouted in astonishment.

The priest swings the grass tentacles.

Pulsuk!

The head of a pupil hit by a tentacle was crushed at once.

“Guards, stop the monsters! ”

The mayor ordered it.

The power handed down directly to the Hana Maa was not something the Guards could prevent.

Parallallallac

Tentacles swept everywhere.

“Huge.”

“Too strong. ”

“I mean, shit. Suddenly a monster like that. ”

“Mother Tree. ”

I was a citizen of the Guard and felt desperate without anything to do.

Then I tore the floor and the roots of the tree rose up.

Quadruple.

The root grabs the monster's body like a shackle.

“Mother tree has stepped up! ”

“Mother Tree caught a monster! ”

“I'm alive now. Thank you, Mother Tree! ”

Elves cheered.

But the mother tree thought differently.

In the meantime, I think it's hard to hold out for a long time because I have a lot of energy. Guardian, please.

It was the mother tree that recovered its strength with all its best since last night. There was not enough time to restore one original state.

Moreover, the subordination of the Demons, who had few Magi, was rampant.

I can't guarantee victory even in a state of war.

The same was true for the Defender, who is a burgeoning opponent.

“Leave it to me. ”

Nevertheless, there was no hesitation in the answer of the Guardian.

Because the perfect winning formula is ready.

‘Then let's take care of it. Dimensional travel!’

The guardian casts a skill.

Pot

The figure of the Guardian is gone.

Straight ahead.

Blunt.

A huge hand appeared on top of Redwood.