Chapter 13 (2/2)

When Chris returned to the wooden house, he recalled Aunt Miene’s words and felt as if she had been making her final arrangements.

“Aunt Miene, I won’t let anything happen to you.” Chris had a determined look in his eyes.

He activated the Water Element magic he had received as a System Reward and began to study it.

Unlike the other magic elements, Water pervaded almost everything. It had all kinds of forms. It could be gentle and soft, or it could be fierce and overwhelming.

Perhaps that was the reason why Chris failed on his first try. Although he had experience with fusing magic, it was still difficult for him to control the changeability of Water magic.

After a few attempts, Chris finally succeeded.

A drop of clear and bright water jumped gently between his fingers. The color was azure, like a clear spring in the mountains.

This was the combination of Water Magic and Life Magic. Although it did not look particularly intimidating right now, Chris knew that this unassuming appearance was also a characteristic of Water Magic.

Just this small drop of water contained power that was no weaker than the dark energy he had fused before.

Now that the fusion was successful, Aunt Miene’s injury was no longer a concern. The biggest problem now was how to remove the poison in her body.

What method should he use?

Chris lay on the bed and shook his legs gently. He was stumped.

After thinking for an entire afternoon, he could not think of a better method, so he could only give up.

He could only wait for the opportunity.

The next morning…

Chris arrived at the Ancient Tree of Knowledge early in the morning.

The entire Ancient Tree of Knowledge was like a huge inverted basin. The branches that hung down fell over the building below, obscuring it completely. No one could so much as look inside.

Even though it was so huge, Chris knew that there was an even bigger tree in the elves’ settlement, the Ancient Tree of Life.

The Ancient Tree of Knowledge was like a sapling in comparison.

Chris could not imagine how huge the Ancient Tree of Life could be.

On the Ancient Tree of Knowledge’s trunk, there were densely-packed treehouses. They almost looked like a hornet’s nest. Below them were stairs covered in moss.

Chris walked up the stairs.

Soon, he arrived at the Ancient Tree of Knowledge’s management office.

He saw an old elf with sparse hair, the latter’s back facing against him. The skin on the elderly elf’s body was like dried bark. No one knew how long he had lived.

“Hello, Mr. Robert. The Queen sent me here to be an apprentice.” Chris broke the silence first.

“Oh, curses. Why didn’t you knock before coming in? You scared me so much that I almost shattered my glasses. They were given to me by an elder of the dwarves. If I broke them, do you know how long it would take to get to the dwarves from here?”

Robert mumbled. Six months.

Half a year. A round trip would take a year.

“Wait! Who told you to come here, the Queen?” Robert was stunned and quickly put on his glasses.

He looked at Chris and circled him a few times, saying suspiciously, “You’re Chris?”

“Yes, I’m Chris. The Queen asked me to come to you today.”

Chris was confused by his actions.

“Have we met somewhere before?” Robert searched his memories, long and hard.

His brows were furrowed together. His shriveled skin was sagging, and his frail body seemed as if he would fall at any moment.

However, Chris cautiously noticed that his gaze was sharp and bright.