480. The Forest Walker Heals and Repairs the Magic Plants

On the afternoon of August 12, Landen's ancestor woke up in the Great Forest Palace. For the past two days, her own Guardian Tree had been blooming with new spring, and Princess Halkara had begun heading into the Great Forest to gather mushrooms and magic herbs, so, without the slightest exception, she had drunk too much again last night.

The Wood Elf drifted unsteadily down to the garden below. Without even opening her eyes, she hugged a tree and habitually began smearing on the plant magic potion she had made herself. "Ernst, have you missed me these two days?"

The Wood Elf stroked the branches twice and felt that something was wrong with the texture. "Eh? Why have you grown these kinds of leaves?"

"Hello, Princess. My name is Wilken, and I am an oak tree." The branch in the elf's hand swayed slightly, and a deep voice came from beneath her feet.

"Eh? Wilken the oak tree? Aren't you the Guardian Tree of the Moonwell Clan?" The Wood Elf suddenly froze.

"Yes. More than two hundred years ago, my master was gravely wounded while fighting a Magic Beast. I failed to protect him properly." The oak tree sank into dejection.

The gradually waking Wood Elf flew upward before discovering that the originally empty garden now had dozens of trees planted in it. Although all these trees were a little smaller than her Ernst, there was no doubt that they were all in situations similar to Wilken's, withered branches and fallen leaves, charred wood and broken roots.

Not only were there more trees, the garden itself had now become "unrecognizable." The trunk of every tree had been fixed into a particular earth hollow, all dead branches had been pruned away, and more than a dozen of the trees had even