“They say they revived a planet on the verge of ruin and made it a home… The Saint fulfilled her duty and fell asleep, but the ones left behind enjoy the blessing of immortality as the World Tree’s reward for bringing it back to life.”
“The World Tree? That’s here?”
A fairly familiar name.
Jio—who remembered the item “Shadow Branch of a Tainted World Tree”—arched a brow.
“Why wouldn’t there be a World Tree in the Hub? It’s only natural that its roots are in the place where servers and Channels are bound together!”
It was the raccoon elder, huffing out with a box bigger than his own body. Then he squawked.
“Don’t just stand there—lend a hand!”
“What is this… Alcohol?”
“Right you are, you curly-haired deer. This is what they call beer. Don’t you have it where you came from?”
Elder Manta ahem’d and put on airs. Watching Gyeon Riok setting the box down in the middle, Sa Se-jong chuckled.
“Of course we do. That kid just…