Visitors to Greenleaf Forest Are Truly Different

William's judgment was only partly correct. The Elven God-King simply thought these seeds could be put to better use.

They were of no use to him anyway.

He would never consider whether the War Tree was the Elves' most important strategic treasure. This wastrel had Divine Artifacts from head to toe, and he was utterly fearless when squandering his family fortune.

However, he had done this because he had also considered that Hill's Earth Bear Bloodline had been directly inherited from the Earth Goddess.

When that goddess had awakened, the Elves had basically all been able to sense that she was a descendant of the World Tree.

Whether Hill took the seeds with him or not, and whether his calculations succeeded, the Elven God-King had a reasonable explanation either way. These ancient trees had originally been cultivated over tens of millions of years from gifts the World Tree had given Corellon back then.

The Elven God-King's thoughts were actually very simple. He did not want to give Hill so many Divine Artifacts, but he also wanted to cause him a little trouble. Ancient tree seeds could indeed be stored for a long time, but whether Hill carried the seeds with him or planted the ancient trees in his own small space, as long as Elves were nearby, they would be able to sense them.

And in any universe, where could there be no Elves?

Unfortunately, Hill had decisively planted them in his own territory and handed the ancient trees over to the World Tree to manage.

Hill had never considered that his home might be in danger. To him, this arrangement was simply more suitable.

"My valley? Does anyone really dare cause trouble here?" Hill said with a laugh. "Aglaia is here!"

As for the three Gods of the sun,