In a forest filled with tree houses carved into the massive trees themselves, Juna stood with Becky and Mike. “You two only need to watch and learn. Do not answer any questions. As guards, you only need to stand behind me. If anyone says anything, ignore them as if they are air. If they try anything, I will deal with it. You must never attack, do you understand?”

“We understand.” Becky and Mike both nodded. While they now had proper weapons and armor thanks to Regal, they were only here to learn and nothing more.

“Then let’s go.” Juna walked and waved her hand, creating a root for them to sit on before moving forward into the elven town. The elves all turned and looked at the group of three with curiosity and some of contempt. High elves were known for being arrogant. And liked to look down on others. So it was not strange to have some gazes that were not very kind.

As the group of three drew closer to the massive tree in the center of the eleven city. A fleet of elven guards appeared on the streets and stood in front of Juna and her two companions. “Who are you!? Why have you come to our kingdom?”

“I am the Ice Goddess’s Apostle Juna; I am an envoy of the Holy Kingdom of Serenity. By the Ice Goddess’s will, I have come to meet with your leaders. I have urgent news to speak with your king about.” Juna’s calm demeanor and oppressive aura pressed down on these guards. She was silently showing her might without anyone noticing. 

“Follow us.” The lead guard could tell Juna was strong so he had no choice but to treat these people with a bit of respect. This was only because the other world was ruled by strength. Kingdoms of any kind all had to have at least one method of protecting themselves. Whether it be some legendary weapon that can split mountains or a high-level ancient that would protect the kingdom from the shadows, they all had the means to fight. And thanks to Juna’s small, invisible display of strength, she was now being treated as if she was a noble from the very kingdom that looked down on outsiders. 

Juna was brought to the elven palace’s gates, where she was asked to wait while one of the guards made a report. About twenty minutes later the same guard came out with two men dressed in green robes wearing wooden moncoles on their faces. They quickly made their way over to Juna and bowed their heads. One of the men wearing a monocle stepped forward and bowed his head: “Apostle Juna, it is a pleasure to be in your presence. My name is Gren and I am a high aide to, His Majesty. We high elves have always wished to meet someone as your exalted self.”

“Oh? The Ice Goddess’s teachings have already reached this far?” Juna asked curiously. She had no idea why these elves were treating her so kindly. These high elves were a woodlyn branch of the high elf race. The high elves that had planned to attack Rain Ford were of the arcane kind and were not on her list of races to make contact with to forge an alliance.

“The Ice Goddess? I am sorry, I am afraid I do not understand….. I am referring to yourself. A Nymph Princess…. You are a revered race among the high woodlyn elves.” Gren replied in confusion.

“Oh….” Juna snorted. “My race has nothing to do with anything. Only Her Holiness is worthy of any kind of praise. Now, may I speak with your leaders or not?” 

Gren was taken aback by how Juna did not seem to care for her race at all and kept talking about some Ice Goddess. He began to wonder if she had become brainwashed at some point. He frowned slightly, but it was only for a split second. He quickly wore an amicable smile and nodded his head. “This way.” 

Gren gazed at the two behind Juna and began making a few plans. Since a Nymph Princess had finally appeared after so many thousands of years, he could not allow her to leave and continued to be brainwashed by the people of this so-called Holy kingdom. So, he had to come up with a reason to split them up.

The massive tree that the palace was carved out of was not from this world but the other world and was one of the very few branches of the Tree of Life. It grew a special fruit that only ripened every three hundred years. And it only grew one of such fruits. These fruits were said to be able to give a person an extended life and cure all diseases. It could be said to be the holy grail of the elf world.

There were two large wooden doors that blocked entry with a large set of stairs carved out of the roots that led up to it. Each step had a single elf guard standing there, watching anyone who dared to come near. Gren led Juna and her two companions on the steps, where Juna pulled her root from the ground and gave it legs so that it could walk up the steps. She was not going to walk by herself. It would take away from the grandeur of her kingdom!