The spring plowing matters were quickly concluded, and Lin Yan, as promised, headed to the Elven Forest with the elves.
To allow Lin Yan to travel to the Elven Forest in advance, the elves had provided great assistance during the spring plowing.
Lin Yan was also very grateful to these elves for their righteous assistance. At the same time, she arranged for more wasteland to be cleared.
It had to be said that elves possessed remarkable talent in planting.
Lin Yan departed with the elves, while Morris, accompanied by Joey, stayed behind to guard the manor for her.
"Morris, can't we go with Angelina?" Joey was reluctant to part with Lin Yan.
His body had improved somewhat now. Although his dragon bloodline had not yet awakened, his body was at least comparable to that of a normal human child.
"Those elves don't like us tagging along."
"Why?" Joey also liked those sparkly elves.
"Elves are proud and generally look down on other races," Morris said, ruffling his nephew's hair.
The little cub's improved health made him feel even better to the touch.
"But they are beautiful." Especially those glittering accessories, they were truly gorgeous.
"Yes, very beautiful. But don't tell your mother; she dislikes elves."
"Why?" Joey didn't understand why his mother disliked elves.
"When she's in a good mood someday, ask her yourself." Morris deferred the matter. Although he didn't know why Anita disliked elves, he knew that it would surely enrage that red dragon.
He certainly wouldn't do such a thing. However, the cub was her child, so she might go easy on him.
But dragon whelps seemed to like elves quite a bit in their youth; why did they dislike them when they grew up?
The Elven King's attitude towards Lin Yan was much improved this time. Lin Yan also shared her conjectures about the Mother Tree of Elves with the Elven King.
By the next day, Lin Yan met the Mother Tree of Elves.
This towering, colossal tree filled Lin Yan with immense awe. This softly glowing tree was the most perfect creation of nature.
Several immature fruits hung from the Mother Tree of Elves. These fruits should have transformed into new elves.
However, the Elven King's gaze upon those fruits made Lin Yan feel that there might be some issues with them.
"It's been 300 years," the Elven King seemed to understand Lin Yan's unspoken question. "These fruits have been hanging here for 300 years. They should have matured within ten years and become elves.
Now, 300 years have passed, and they still remain in this unripened state."
This implied that the elves had not had any new births for 300 years.
For any race, the absence of new members signified that the group was nearing its end.
"Please rest assured, I never make empty promises."
"You seem different from your demeanor in the Holy See," the Elven King said with a smile.
"I feel I've always been this way, with not much change," Lin Yan continued to gaze at the colossal tree before her.
"Perhaps. It might be that my intelligence is too outdated, as I haven't had much contact with the outside world for many years.
This matter is entrusted to Madam Angelina. I hope to receive your good news soon." After the Elven King paid his respects to the Mother Tree, he parted ways with Lin Yan.
It wasn't that he trusted Lin Yan implicitly, but rather that Lin Yan had requested him to leave. However, Lin Yan did not dismiss the other guards.
She didn't mind them witnessing how she healed the tree. Even if they knew how she treated it, no one else besides her could achieve the same results.