The Elves, as well as Franz and Hera, marveled at the miracle the World Tree performed right before their eyes.
That she could bloom flowers in the field in an instant - actual plants rather than something created with magic power - made it all the more astonishing.
Hera smiled brightly and said,
“Franz…! Look at this…! They’re flowers…!”
“Yeah, they’re flowers.”
Hera laughed out loud, Hahaha-, and ran around the flower-filled field. Wherever her feet touched, flower petals bounced upward.
Hera, who always maintained her dignity as chieftain, was showing a rare, bright side of herself. Franz couldn’t be happier about it.
Come to think of it, Hera was still just a girl in Elf years. Perhaps she had always wanted to act like this.
Hera, who had been running around like that, suddenly lost her footing and fell forward.
“Hera…?”...
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