Cultural Invasion In Different World

Chapter 110: World tree

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After the audition was over, Joshua and Ciri left the Farosi mansion first, while Mrs. Caesar held a farewell party for the actors of the Black Swan Troupe, wishing them a smooth filming of their first movie.

As a member of the Black Swan troupe, Tailin did not participate in this brief gathering. Although she has been with the Black Swan troupe for several years, she knows very few people in the troupe.

After Tailin and the maids tidy up the venue for the Black Swan Troupe's rehearsal, she returned to her room.

Her room in Farosi's mansion was not large, and could only fit a bed and desk.

She can be said to be at the bottom of the Black Swan troupe, which is the so-called trooper, only when some actresses of the troupe are temporarily unavailable, she has the opportunity to appear on the stage.

As soon as she returned to the room, she lay directly on the bed and looked at the ceiling.

As an elf, her magic talent and bow and arrow talent are far beyond ordinary people. Even if she leaves the Black Swan Theater, she can rely on these to find a decent job.

But she stayed in this troupe for a very simple purpose, that is to be famous.

The purpose of her pursuit of fame is not for her own status and wealth, but for her race.

Tailin stretched out her hand, and a seed as white as frost and snow appeared in her palm. This is the seed called "the tree of the world" by the elves.

Every elf group guards a world tree, and when the world tree collapses, it also declares the demise of this elf group. The surviving elves will not only lose all power, but even the right to have their own surname. No.

Just as Tailin scrutinized the seed carefully, the door of her room was pushed open, and an elf girl with a dark inscription branded on her body walked in.

"You shouldn't be in front of that guy, Taelin."

Frey looked at her only friend of the same race in the Farosi Mansion with some worry. At the beginning of the audition for the Black Swan Theatre, she reminded Tailin countless times to let her give up the trial.

It's a pity that this elf friend who was naturally optimistic and a little too optimistic did not listen to her dissuasion at all, and still went on the stage of the audition.

"He is a very dangerous demon! And he seems to be spying on the ancient trees of our family! You forgot how your family was..."

Frey repeatedly emphasized the danger of Joshua, but she suddenly calmed down halfway through the last sentence, because her next words were undoubtedly poking at her friend's sore spot.

"It doesn't matter Frey, in my memory our family has not been attacked by demons, nor are we orcs."

Tailin shook her head to indicate that she was not affected. She stared at the world tree that had turned into a seed in her hand, which represented her race. The lineage of frost elves had already been extinct more than ten years ago.

She can be said to be the last remaining frost elf in the world, and the only remaining hope for the frost elf lineage.

"I only remember seeing a grey mist that day..."

Tailin recalled the scene more than ten years ago, and her voice that was still full of vitality finally brought a little trembling.

"I had no idea what it was, and when I came to my senses everyone was swallowed up by the fog..."

Recalling this, the elf girl covered her forehead, and her slender figure trembled slightly.

Horrible memories kept rushing in her mind like a flood that had opened the floodgates, and once she remembered it, she couldn't forget it at all.

"It's alright, Tylyn!"

Seeing that her friend's situation was not right, Frey immediately stretched out her arms and embraced her trembling body.

"The Heimu clan welcomes you at any time. After returning to Farosi this time, our patriarch will accept you."

Frey used magic to calm her mind to soothe her friend. After a while, Taelin recovered from the horrific memory.

"Thank you for your kindness, but I still shoulder the heavy responsibility of making this world tree grow again."

The frost elf figured out the seeds that exuded a cold breath in his hands. Every elf group guarded a world tree. As long as there were seeds, the world tree would grow again one day.

"But Taelin... that's something only a god can do!" Frey said.

For elves, the tree of the world is equivalent to a god-like existence, and the ancient black tree believed in by the Kuroki clan grows on the beliefs of the elves of the Kuroki clan for generations.

Therefore, the prosperity of an elf group is closely related to the prosperity of the world tree. The stronger the world tree, the larger the elf group it guards.

Frost elves have long since become extinct in that unknown disaster, and only the faith of a frost elves is left, and they can't even make the seeds of the world tree germinate, let alone grow into towering ancient trees.

Gathering beliefs is an ability that only gods have.

"This is not necessarily, the world tree of our family has been integrated with me."

Taelin shook it gently, and the seed of the World Tree disappeared in her palm.

"I think it's just a matter of getting someone to like me."

The frost elf didn't know what to do at the moment, but when some men were attracted by her appearance, Taelin felt that the seeds of the world tree in her body seemed to be nourished in some way.

She didn't know if it was an illusion, but she didn't intend to give up her clan so easily.

"Who likes you... Is that why you stay in the Black Swan Theatre so stubbornly? But... Taelin, you have no talent for acting at all."

No talent for acting is a compliment. This frost elf has never participated in performances. Mrs. Caesar will leave her in the Black Swan Troupe, completely considering the face of the Black Wood Elves.

"It's not necessary to have talent for performances. I'm still very confident in my singing, so... I'll definitely find a way."

Taelin said and hummed a few times, the frost elf's voice was really nice.

But in order to become a qualified singer, it is useless to have a good voice. Like her, at most, she can be a bard.

But does anyone really worship a bard? No one knows the answer, because there are not many well-known bards in the world.

"Well... I'll definitely find a way."

Looking at her Frost Elf friend with a faint smile on her face, Frey couldn't say anything against her. If all her tribe died overnight, Frey would definitely not be like this Frost Elf. Just as optimistic.

Before she knew it, the frost elf hummed the song Let It Go again, and the calm singing reverberated in this small room.