Game of the World Tree
Chapter 341

“I wonder how Thranduil is doing now?”

Eve’s thoughts drifted to the first primordial elf she had created herself.

Although she had created several new primordial elves over the past few months, the significance of the royal elven bloodline was embodied in only the first one.

Additionally, only Thranduil was entrusted to be educated by both the players and the natives.

“Let’s see what he’s up to.”

With this thought in mind, Eve’s consciousness sank into her Divine Kingdom and began searching for the representation of Thranduil’s “star” within the celestial skies of her faith network.

Every player and believer had their own respective “star” upon Eve’s celestial skies above her Divine Kingdom, but the distinction between the two was that the believers’ stars were colored green, while the players’ were blue.

Evé quickly found the star corresponding to Thranduil and discreetly focused her divine sense towards it…

As her visual perspective shifted, the scene unfolded before her eyes, revealing the whereabouts of this particular primordial elf in an instant.

Looking around her surroundings, it seemed that Thranduil was currently in Chosen City.

At the same time, a soft and melodious voice reverberated within Eve’s ears. The voice carried a gentle, deep, magnetic, and subtly seductive tone, as if beckoning its listeners into a dream, wherein every word dripped with allure and mystery.

“Fair maiden, you are like dew-kissed petals, filling this room with sweet fragrance…you are akin to the rainbow arching across the azure heavens, bestowing tranquility and purpose upon my weary soul.”

“In the vast cosmic expanse, amidst the countless tapestry of stars and myriad maidens, there exists naught but one moon, and that is you, my beloved who is special within this world…”

Eve: “….”

…What the heck?

Expanding her field of vision, Evé finally gained an overall view of Thranduil’s situation, observing the details of his surroundings and the people he was interacting with.

In particular, she saw this primordial elf clad in a refined and dashing butler’s attire, as his features lit up with a smile while he cradled a female elf in his arms.

One of his hands embraced her waist, whilst the other held a flower similar to a rose, as Thranduil gently nibbled and whispered sweet nothings into the girl’s ear.

Despite the fact that the words being spoken would normally sound awkward and cringe inducing, with Thranduil’s handsome appearance and graceful, practiced gestures, they appeared utterly natural and captivating instead.

The female elf’s face flushed red like an apple, as her head spun around with wisps of steam seemingly rising atop her head, while the irises of the girl’s misty eyes glimmered with heart-shaped reflections.

If one were to ignore the green username hovering above the girl’s head, along with the sizable crowd of female players watching and their accompanying screams, this scene might indeed appear to involve a romantic escapade between lovers.

Eve: “…”

W-What’s going on?

Then, Evé saw all the female players watching squealing as they began pushing away the female player in Thranduil’s arms, while their shouts of “I’m next!” “No, I’m next!” and “It’s my turn!” echoed through the air.

Meanwhile, the female player who was pushed away quickly recovered from her infatuated state, blushing as she patted her chest and began murmuring to herself:

“N-No… it’s too lethal… he’s way too charming…”

Evé then turned her attention back to Thranduil and noticed a new female player squeezing into his arms.

The female player subsequently took out a pair of epic purple-class shoes and handed them to the two elven loli girls standing on the other side.

The two lolis then sweetly said to the female player,

“Thank you, big sister!”

Evé: “…”

If she remembered it correctly, these two little girls seemed to be Aél’s younger sisters.

Her eyes followed the two girls as they walked and placed the shoes they had been given towards a huge pile of equipment, then grabbed something to nibble on at a table full of fruits and pastries…

Observing the table more closely, it had all sorts of foods, mostly sweets and confectioneries, but there was also some barbecued meat as well.

Then she heard the female player who had handed over the shoes look at Thranduil and said somewhat shyly:

“Um… I’d like to try roleplaying as a knight and princess, please…”

As if on cue, Thranduil’s smile widened slightly as he gracefully knelt on one knee. He tenderly kissed the back of the girl’s hand and softly uttered,

“As you wish, my princess~”

“Kyaa!—”

Once again, the air filled with screams from the surrounding girls, as their eyes glued passionately upon the unfolding scene.

Evé: “…”

After watching for a while, she finally knew what Thranduil was up to.

Why, this guy was actually acting as a gigolo, fulfilling the wild romantic fantasies of these female players!

And in return, it looks like he’s getting equipment and various supplies from them!

For a moment, Evé felt a mixture of emotions, unsure whether to either laugh or cry.

This guy…

How did he come up with this?

Why does he need all this stuff for anyway?

She very well knew all along that Thranduil’s dashing appearance would inevitably attract a lot of attention from female players, but she hadn’t anticipated witnessing such a spectacle this time.

And from the looks of it, this rascal was quite skilled at this, as if it wasn’t his first rodeo and he had already often done these things beforehand…

Their role-playing session lasted for quite a while, and by the time the last female player was done, the two elven loli girls were already surrounded by various supplies.

As the last female player departed with a blush, Thranduil turned to the two lolis beside him, who were busy counting the supplies they had acquired for that day.

With a smile, he remarked, “You see? If you choose your words carefully, you’ll find a way to reap some huge rewards.”

“These Chosen Ones aren’t as sophisticated as you guys think. Although they are the envoys of our Divine Matriarch, each of them also has their own respective weaknesses and desires…”

“We can befriend them without needing to lower our own status too much at the same time…”

“In the end, we are all just followers of Her Majesty, and theoretically speaking, our status is equal to that of the Chosen Ones.”

“As you can see, we can take the initiative and cater appropriately to the desires of the Chosen Ones so that we too can also get what we want…”

“Especially with these female Chosen Ones, they are easily captivated just by being cute or improving your appearance to make yourself more outstanding, making it quite easy to capture their hearts and gain their favor…”

“You see, I just said a few words or made a few gestures, and these expensive items were in the palm of our hands. I didn’t need to spend any contribution points nor issue any tasks at all.”

Thranduil then patted the heads of the two little girls.

“Of course, for you two, I think the male Chosen Ones might be easier targets to lure.”

“Well, let’s pack up this equipment and supplies, and deliver them to Florence later on, um… in my name. Although the Chosen Ones are powerful enough, we also need to build our own army, since we can’t rely upon them for everything.”

“You see, the downfall of our race in the past was partly due to our ancestors’ overreliance on the Legion of Nature of that time. The elves back then simply believed that the Legion could protect them all the time, leaving the overall combat power of each elf relatively weaker in comparison.”

“Anyway, let’s set aside all these food for now. I’m inviting a few Guildmasters of the Chosen Ones tonight for a barbecue party.”

“Remember, it’s also necessary to cozy up with the top personnel of the Chosen Ones. If handled properly, these key individuals can become excellent tools that’ll reap us some huge benefits.”

With a gesture oozing with cuteness, the two little girls saluted in response.

“Understood! Master!”

The two lolis eyes gleamed as they gazed at Thranduil, as if they were looking at an idol they worshipped.

Evé: “…”

Clearly, through players educating him, this rascal, Thranduil did indeed end up with values that are entirely different from those of traditional elves.

Alas…why does it feel like his education somehow backfired and he ended up just a bit crooked instead?

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【ISN’T HE A BIT CROOKED? 】

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