"It seems like this is true." Catherine tentatively touched the wall. Although the wooden walls felt smooth but uneven, it seemed to be like the touch of naturally growing trees. However, it was hard for girls to imagine how to change the interior of a tree into a room, and even automatically grow something like stairs. Therefore, Catherine couldn't help asking: "Did you have designed the room before a tree grew up and let them grow according to your design? In this way, don't you have to wait dozens or even hundreds of years to live in a house?"

"No, even if the elves have a long life, they are not willing to live in a house for hundreds of years. And you underestimate this tree too much. This tree is almost as old as my mother, at least older than the history of your neutral place." Flar shook his head and said, "It is actually very simple to build a house. Find a tree of such a house in the forest, and then discuss with it whether to live together in the future. If it wants, we will take it back to the place where we want to live, let it take root again, and then we will tell it the space style we want, and it will automatically change the structure of our body according to our needs."

"Wait, wait, I feel my mind is a little confused." Catherine reached out to interrupt Flar's words, looked at each other with her teammates for a long time, but still couldn't figure out her thoughts, so she could only smile bitterly, "First, I want to confirm first, you just said, discuss with them? A tree?"

"Of course, they are also life, and they are also the children of the mother god. If you want to live with them, of course you need to seek their consent first." Flar said naturally: "Maybe you humans have misunderstood the control of our elves. We will never do anything against the will of plants. No matter what they are allowed to do, whether they bloom or bear fruit, we will negotiate and request with them, rather than ordering them."

"It turns out that plants also have their own will." Vivian quickly took out his notebook and wrote it quickly on it, saying, "This is a topic worth studying. Since plants have their own thinking, will there be some particularly smart individuals among them, such as Hydra Jack in the swamp. If there are indeed such individuals, will they think like humans? If they think, what are they thinking? If they cut off part of them, will they still grow again? Well, it would be better to test it out, it would be better..."

"Don't even think about it." Flar said with a laugh and cry: "They are our partners. They are not the subjects of research. I really don't understand what your mage is thinking. Fortunately, the forest mage among the elves will not do such a thing. Give up, no one among the elves will agree to cooperate with you in this kind of experiment."

"That's a pity." Vivian was still immersed in her own world and never cared about the tree house again.

"Ahem, sorry." Katherine said embarrassedly: "Vivian is indeed very fanatical at times, but we are also curious. Do plants really have their own will?"

"In fact, the will of plants themselves is very vague, often with emotions such as joy, anger, and pain. There is no particular will, so we only communicate with plants simply. However, they can clearly understand our requests and give feedback quickly. We don't understand how they think, but this is indeed true." Flar nodded, approached the wall and pressed his body against the tree, closed his eyes and remained silent for a while before saying, "Look, I was asking about its current situation just now. It has lost its partner who has lived with for many years. It feels very lonely and sad. I promised him to find someone to take it back to the depths of the forest in a few days. It is very happy."

"It's very lonely?" Panis leaned out of the room, not knowing how he judged the location. But he accurately identified the owner of the room he was in: "This tree, I remember it's the home of the old man Les. I remember that he likes to quarrel with people the most. Last time I came, I argued with him about the use of fighting spirit during carving. He prefers linear fighting spirit. I think the dot shape is better. None of us convinced each other, and in the end, the controversy was temporarily put aside because I was leaving. Well, his house is very lonely, which means he is no longer here?"

"Well, after you have passed twenty years, his life will come to an end." Flar nodded and said, "He has lived for more than 1,900 years, and he will always be here. He is buried in the cemetery outside the royal court. Do you want to go and see it?"

"Forget it, I'm afraid he will crawl out and continue to quarrel with me." Panis smiled bitterly and shook his head, not knowing what he remembered, and sighed and said, "Life is like this in the end. Even elves can't escape the call of death, let alone humans?"

"Separation is always inevitable, just a difference between sooner or later." Flar glanced at the girls and said leisurely: "However, it is better to be late than to be too early. Being able to be with you for a thousand years is always more worth looking forward to than being able to be with you for a hundred years. What do you think?"

"Ahem, I actually have another problem." Catherine said at a fast speed: "I heard you just now that you would ask someone to take it to the depths of the forest to settle down? Could it be that it would be dug out and transported it? That would be too much of a project, otherwise what else could be done, it would not be allowed to walk over by itself."

Flar was not angry at Catherine's interruption, but just looked at her with a smile. Until the Knight girl felt discomfort all over her body, she said leisurely in a magnetic bass voice: "Or what do you think you should do?"

"It's not true, right?" Lina immediately rushed in front of Catherine and said with a curious look: "Did they really let them walk over by themselves?"

"Of course it's true." Flar nodded with a smile: "Have you ever heard of the legend of tree people?"

"The legend of the tree man really exists?" Lina couldn't help but take off her backpack, searched for a while, and finally found a book to read it and said: "That kind of tree man whose body is a tree, but whose roots can turn into two legs and whose branches can turn into two arms? I always thought that it was just an assimilation written for children, and it turned out to be true."
Chapter completed!