Chapter 760: Chapter 479: I Became the Ambassador to the Elf Kingdom? Chapter 760: Chapter 479: I Became the Ambassador to the Elf Kingdom? Elf Royal City, Andor City,
Within a hidden room, after a faint space fluctuation, Lis and Daphne along with others appeared here.

“Have we arrived?”

Rosanara felt somewhat dizzy, not quite accustomed to the sensation after space teleportation.

But Lis and Daphne had no such reaction.

Angela was even lying on Lis’s shoulder, continuing to sleep, without feeling a thing.

“Welcome to Andor City, Sage Lis,”
At that moment, a middle-aged elf pushed the door open and walked in, bowing respectfully.

“Hello.”

Lis nodded at the elf who clearly seemed to be an attendant.

Before coming to Andor City, he had already notified this side through the Elf Council of Jade City.

Since His Majesty the King of the Elf Kingdom invited Lis to the Elf Royal City, naturally everything would be prepared properly.

“Please follow me, Lord Lis.”

“Lord Haddad knows of your visit today and is waiting for you in the Royal Palace.”

“I understand.”

Lis was unconcerned, as coming to Andor City was at most a routine matter, just a formality.

He didn’t think he could reach any collaboration with the King, whom he considered rather conservative in thought.

“Please!”

The attendant walked ahead, leading the way for Lis and the others.

Daphne supported Rosanara, following behind. After all, this visit was for Lis to meet the King, and it was fine for the two of them to find a place to rest.

The Elf Royal City must have already arranged a place for rest, and even if not, Daphne was well acquainted here, so they could just rest at Elf Land’s local dwelling.

Lis didn’t mind the two of them and followed the attendant, exiting the room where the Transmission Array was set up.

As soon as he walked out, his view suddenly became unobstructed.

This was a city situated on the highlands above the Forest Sea, where an endless green sea of forest undulated like waves, stretching to the horizon.

In the midst of the dense forest, there suddenly rose a hundred-meter-tall plateau.

And Andor City was located atop that plateau.

Looking out, the entire Elf City appeared like a flowing symphony of architecture.

Tall towers were scattered with harmony, resembling notes leaping on the strings of a harp, each brick and tile revealing the craftsmen’s exquisite skill and the ultimate pursuit of beauty.

On every building’s facade, there were delicate carvings and lavish decorations, whether the elven patterns on the window lattices or the ornaments under eaves, all so exquisite and full of life force.

The window lattices were embedded with colorful gemstones; whenever sunlight shone upon them, they would refract dazzling light, decorating the entire city like a dream in resplendent colors.

Under the eaves hung wind chimes woven from gold and silver threads, creating a crisp and pleasant sound when the breeze blew, like divine music that purified the soul.

But the most eye-catching feature was the towering great tree standing in the center of the city.

Its massive crown was like a green cloud, gently enveloping half the city, adding a touch of mystery and majesty to this bustling area.

The tree trunk was exceptionally thick, as if capable of bearing the weight of time and the vicissitudes of history. Its roots delved deep into the ground and spread to every corner of the city, bringing vitality and energy to the whole place.

Underneath the great tree stood the imposing Elf Palace, quietly like a dazzling pearl upon the earth, its glitter reflecting with the green canopy above.

The style of the Palace blended the Elves’ finesse with the rhythms of nature, each brick and tile exuding the deep commitment of the Elven craftsmen and the ultimate pursuit of beauty.

Gazing at the distant great tree, Lis felt an instinctive sense of kinship arising within him.

The Life Ancient Tree, Archibald Hozia!

Legend had it that this was the oldest Life Ancient Tree still existing among the Elves. No one knew why it had been able to withstand the erosion of time for countless years or why it had grown so large, far exceeding normal Life Ancient Trees.

There were rumors that the old tree, Archibald Hozia, had sprung from the World Tree, but the rumor had never been confirmed.

Now it seemed, this Life Ancient Tree giving Lis a sense of closeness, and since Lis was the World Tree’s Favored, that rumor appeared to be true.

With every breath, it felt as if the fresh aura from the ancient tree filled the air, greatly relaxing his mood.

Lis shifted his gaze, surveying his current location.

He had been to this Elf City in his past life and quickly determined his whereabouts.

The west side of Andor City on Iris Street; this was a rather secluded area of the Royal City.

Lis hadn’t expected Andor City’s Space Transmission Array not to be beneath the great tree in the Royal Palace but here, far from the Palace.

“Lord Lis, this way, please.”

The attendant affectionately patted the golden elk beside him and opened the carriage door behind it, respectfully asking Lis.

“Then I’ll head over now. You two go rest for a bit,”
Lis said with a smile, looking at Rosanara, who still seemed pale.

He then boarded the distinctive elk-drawn carriage and under the guidance of the attendant, set off toward the Elf Palace.

Along the way, all the Elves who saw this unique carriage made way for it.

This allowed Lis to quickly arrive at the Elf Palace beneath the great tree.

There must have been arrangements made as someone immediately led Lis to a rest area within the Palace, respectfully serving pastries and fruit wine, asking Lis to wait a moment.

Lis casually sat down, waiting for the arrival of the Elf King.