We Need Money.

“That bastard had Elaina’s Tears? How could Belarus have gotten a tear containing the essence of the first spirit summoner……?”

Her hand, which had been touching Gyesu’s branch, stopped.

The air in the room grew heavy.

The natural mana, gently rippling moments ago, turned sharp in response to Priella’s emotions.

“Ms. Priella?”

“Why did he give them to Mincheol?”

Her voice was low and heavy.

Though her gaze was fixed on Gyesu, she didn’t seem to be looking at the tree in front of her.

Perhaps she was seeing the World Tree and the elven forest burning at the hands of the lich.

She’d told me that Belarus had burned the World Tree, forcing the elves to lose their ancestral home...