After Being Sold Out By The Empire, I Decide To Assist The Demon King

  Chapter 197 Claiming to be a God

  From the long steps that seem to be endless, go up around the trunk, and you can reach the entrance of [Silver Moon Tree Royal Court Tree to World Tree Branch]... The Silver Moon Tree Court really hasn't changed at all.

  It’s still the same, surrounded by smooth bark that can make people feel like a Hercules, and the ceiling above and the surrounding walls are inlaid with glowing gems... soft and natural light.

  Sunstones are quite expensive in other countries. A gemstone similar to the sunstones inlaid around it, which is as big as a fingernail, is enough for an ordinary family to eat and drink for a year.

   But here, they are densely used as ordinary lighting, which complements those luminous plant decorations, making the interior of the apparently closed Silver Moon Tree Royal Court look as bright as day.

If you want to say where in this world best fits Ira's imagination of "fantasy", then it might be the Principality... On the streets of the Principality, you can see fruit shop owners selling fruits, orcs walking around, half-elf... Category.

  Everyone carries a sword or staff, bow, dagger, etc. in their waists. In taverns, you can see bragging dwarves. On the streets, there are places like the Adventurer's Guild and the Mage Association.

  Yes, it is the fantasy city of light novels.

  But if there is a place that best fits the definition of "magic" in Ira's heart, then it is the Silver Moon Grove where there are glowing plants everywhere and faint music is always in my ears.

  When I came here for the first time, Ira was shocked... This place is much more fantastic than the fantasy academic style of the White Tower, as if it is a secret place that has been sealed for a long time.

   If I remember correctly, I should have come here when I was twenty-five years old. At that time, I was younger than my current appearance... I looked younger by a month or two, right?

   Well, nothing has changed.

  Ira walked on the long stairs, walking up and down, and met many elves walking with him along the way. They all knew Ira...but Ira was not particularly familiar with them.

   But this still does not prevent them from greeting Ira warmly.

   "Ira is here to play~ I have heard Cassiopeia talking about you before, do you want to stay a few more days?"

  For this very enthusiastic elf, Ira nodded with a smile and said: "Maybe I will stay for a while, but it will be two or three days at most. Maybe I will return tomorrow morning."

  Ira responded to the greetings of the elves one by one. Today Ira met almost all the elves... Yes, there are only about a thousand elves in the entire Silvermoon Grove.

  Although it is not a very small number, it is definitely not big for a race's hometown... However, it is much more than before, after all, the elves who travel around the world must be counted.

  Nearly eternal lifespan, coupled with a talent strong enough to release magic without learning... The elves are a favored race.

   While Ira was chatting with everyone, a little elf ran to Ira's side, pulled up Ira's pants to attract his attention, and asked, "Brother Ira~ Where is my sister?"

  I know this Elf Loli Ira, she is Cassiopeia's younger sister.

   "She's in the hall... she's talking about trade with the devil, it's better not to disturb her."

  Ira patted her head, he looked up at a kindly looking young male elf, nodded and said, "Good day, Mr. Oberon."

  Who is Oberon? Simply put... Cassiopeia's own father.

   "Good day, long time no see, Ira~"

   Oberon Iluvita greeted him like this. He nodded with a kind attitude that didn't match his appearance, and said, "You must have suffered a lot outside, right?"

  This kind of words sounds like what the elders are saying to the juniors returning home, but with the qualifications of this seemingly young elf in front of him, he is definitely qualified to say so.

   "A little bit... But it's not a trouble for me."

  Ira replied with such respect, showing respect for this rare living former king, and then continued to walk upwards under the benevolent gaze of the other party.

  The number of elves along the way has gradually decreased, which is not bad... After all, now he has to think about what to do next... After all, now he doesn't know how to face the world tree.

  The gods are dead, so what is the self-proclaimed **** consciousness in the world tree?

   "Ira, long time no see."

   "It's been many years..."

   "Have you received the poem I wrote?"

  For the two elf guards looking at the entrance from [Silver Moon Tree Royal Court Tree to World Tree Branch], Ira smiled and nodded as a response to them. He said, "I'm going to the World Tree."

   "..."

  The two elf guards looked at each other, and then moved out of the way so that Ira could pass. One of them said: "Go, go, let's pretend we haven't seen you."

  Another elf guard nodded, expressing that he had the same idea,

"Thanks."

Ira responded in this way, and went out from the door behind the two of them. He walked on a very wide branch, and walked towards a huge wall and platform... The former is a piece of bark from the world tree that can't see the whole picture, and the latter is a piece of bark. Take a small twig of the world tree.

   If you zoom out the perspective, the ratio of the World Tree to the creatures is very shocking... When you can see the whole World Tree from your angle, the world itself is quite small.

  The world tree is really a huge tree that runs through the entire plane. There are rumors that the world tree hides transmission channels to eight other planes, so that you can freely travel between worlds.

  But because the size of the World Tree itself is too large, the process of finding out the truth is very long, so this [rumor] can neither be confirmed nor falsified.

  The source of mana, the source of gods, the source of power—this is the World Tree.

   There will be no elves on this road at all, no elves will go to the world tree at all, and no elves will allow others to approach the world tree except the elf king... only Ira is special.

  I don’t know why Ira always feels that the scene where she walked before has an extremely outrageous sense of solemnity, as if she is writing an epic... The light seems so sacred.

  Honestly, it's kind of like... on the road to die generously.

However, this kind of thinking was a little too unlucky, so soon Ira stopped thinking about it. He just put his hand on the world as vast as the wall that connects the sky and the earth, and divides the world. tree.

  …

   Come on, [God] of the World Tree...

  (end of this chapter)