Yarra’s Adventure Notes
Chapter 992 - 107: Elf Treehouse

Chapter 992: Chapter 107: Elf Treehouse

As it turned out, not even the mighty beast-shaped demigods capable of wielding Aggression could keep up with the speed of the Horned Eagle Beasts. The group had already spent over half an hour hovering in the air and slowly touring on ground, and only now had Dillie finally caught up, panting with his tongue out just like a dog. Moreover, the key point was that the distance wasn’t calculated from where the three demigods had initially started from the outskirts of the forest but rather from the last resting point, which indicated a significant disparity in speed. However, Dillie did not complain much, but instead casually remarked after looking around, "It’s still so quiet here; it doesn’t look like a city at all."

"This is a residential area, of course it’s quiet," Flare explained. "Right now, it’s an awkward time when everyone who plans to go home has already reached home, and those who aren’t planning to go home yet obviously won’t be here. You naturally won’t see anyone around. Just walk a bit further, and you’ll see more people."

"Is this really a residential area?" Lina asked on behalf of Catherine, unable to stop herself from looking around again in surprise. Her eyes still saw only a forest. The girls had thought that the lack of buildings was merely because the trees were blocking their view, only to hear Her Majesty say that this was already considered a residential area. Confused, the priest girl stealthily touched her bald head, wondering, "Do you also think like the Swamp People that a tree itself is a house?"

"Hiss hiss, a clever guess," Alcmene, the High Priest, and Flare exchanged a look. The elf and lizardman races, distinct in appearance, habits, and living environments, actually belonged to the children of the Forest Gods. One was a creation of the solitary hunting goddess, and the other, though a joint creation of the various gods of the forest divine hierarchy, was significantly crafted by Artemis, one of the chief gods of the hierarchy. Thus, saying they were of the same origin wasn’t incorrect. Despite frequent teasing and testing over trifles, Alcmene and Flare had a very close actual relationship. Hearing Lina mention her own race, Alcmene commented appreciatively, "Indeed, for elves, a tree represents a house. However, their houses are not quite like ours, hahaha. Don’t stick to the tree searching; you won’t find the door that way. To find an elf’s treehouse, you need to look higher up."

"Higher up?" Lina paused her attempts to search for door seams by pressing against the tree, looked up but still only saw the canopy overhead. However, these trees indeed looked strange. Not only were their trunks extremely thick, with the initial diameter being twenty to thirty meters, but they were not tapered from bottom to top like other trees. Rather, they were almost equally thick throughout, resembling a water barrel stuck in the ground. The lateral branches of the tree were also quite thick; each main branch had a diameter of several meters, practically serving as walkways. With her neck sore from looking up, Lina still found no trace of the legendary elf treehouses and could only look for help from Alcmene, asking, "High Priest, are the treehouses blocked by the canopy? Or are they hidden at the treetop?"

"Hehe, let me take you on a tour," Flare said with a gentle laugh. "Otherwise, I guess you’ll be distracted all the way, even during the dinner party tonight."

As she spoke, Flare gently tapped on the tree, and immediately several vines dropped from the canopy. The thick vines extended all the way to ground level and then horizontally for two meters before stopping. Without carefully observing the shape of the vines, the girls would never have believed they were just plant tendrils and not some special animal. Following Flare’s gesture, each girl stepped onto a vine and held onto the vertically hanging parts. After claiming a vine for herself, Flare tapped the vine again and the vines carrying the girls began to slowly retract upward, taking them to the canopy. The others didn’t follow, they already knew the secret of the elf treehouses, so they just smiled watching the girls’ actions without protesting being left on the ground by the Queen.

When the vines stopped, the girls had just positioned themselves next to a main branch, merely needing to mimic Her Majesty’s steps to firmly stand on it. The upper part of the main branch had such a slight curvature that it wouldn’t easily wobble when stepped on. However, because it was suspended in the air, ordinary people might feel some psychological pressure, which professionals wouldn’t experience.

"This is just an empty house. Not long ago, the owner spent her last days here and returned to the depths of the forest," Flare said as she parted the branches in front of her and pointed toward the trunk ahead, "Thus, her house has been left vacant. We plan to move this treehouse outside the city in a few days to let it return to nature."

It wasn’t until they stepped on the branch that the girls noticed a large hole, three meters in diameter, right on their level on the trunk. Flare led the way into the tree hole, pressed something somewhere, and immediately, lights turned on inside. The other girls followed her into the tree hole and discovered that the inside was completely like a room, except that the walls were not smooth. In one corner of the room, there was a staircase leading downward, presumably to another level below.

"Our treehouses are three-dimensional," Flare explained. "Each room occupies a different level, connected by staircases. Typically, a treehouse will have four to five rooms. In fact, given the height of the house trees, it would be no problem to create more than ten rooms without affecting their health. But, since creating rooms is quite laborious, most people just build enough rooms for their needs."

"It really resembles the Swamp People’s treehouses," Vivian commented as she stroked the rough walls of the treehouse. "Its structure is quite similar."

"Yes, it looks similar, but in essence, it is completely different," Pannis said, appearing from behind without surprising the girls, who were used to his habit of climbing trees like a monkey or a cat, hence, they just listened to Pannis without turning back. "The Lizardmen’s treehouse involves choosing a whole tree and hollowing it out partially without impacting its life, whereas the Elf’s tree is different. Haven’t you noticed? The walls of the room have no signs of human workmanship. It’s as if this tree was naturally born with a room inside." (To be continued. If you like this work, please vote and support us on qidian.com. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian.com to read.)

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