Chapter 600 Tree Demon

Anastasia's light golden hair was as long as her earlobes, like a golden apple.

Her amber pupils were clear and transparent, intoxicating like brown wine.

The girl's height didn't even reach Aiwas's chest - about the same height as Yulia.

Compared to the average height of the elves, her height was obviously much shorter... Aiwas had hardly seen an elf shorter than Isabel, but he saw one today.

And Aiwas also vaguely realized why the timid Yunus suddenly became brave and even saved Anastasia from the bandits - Aiwas didn't know if Isabel had this kind of short hair when she was a child, but her hair color was exactly the same as Isabel's.

She looked about the same height as Isabel when she was nine years old.

Obviously, since Anastasia was sent to the fairy kingdom, her height has never increased.

And Isabel at that age...was exactly the Isabel that Yunus remembered when he left the Glass Island.

...He must have been stressed.

Perhaps he realized that it was not Isabel after he made the move; or perhaps just the resemblance made his heart ache.

Anastasia trotted to Grace's side, opened her arms, and jumped into Grace's arms with a skilled little jump.

If it was outside, Grace would have easily held the girl in her arms. But now Grace, who had also become smaller, could only flutter her wings like a dead leaf butterfly and fly back two steps in a very awkward manner before she could barely hold Anastasia in her arms.

"Aya..."

Grace called Anastasia's nickname affectionately and stroked her hair lovingly. The same hair color, different hair length, the two looked like sisters.

As her hair turned, Aiwass really smelled the fragrance in her hair. It was a fresh smell of pine mixed with orange peel.

This was the smell of shampoo in Grace's house.

...What's going on?

Aiwass hesitated slightly.

As he concentrated his mind to resonate with the Tao, the power of dedication began to flow in his body - the right eye that Aiwass had sacrificed his vision and turned into amber-like dim yellow also emitted a reddish glow like a lit fire.

This is an unknown ability similar to "True Sight".

And under his gaze, he saw that the edge of Anastasia began to blur.

Aiwass's heart moved and he closed his left eye.

There was no dimness - his eyes were still bright.

Completely different from the outside world, when Aiwas was in the fairy country, his right eye's vision seemed to be completely restored. In other words, the whole world seen by his right eye that could see the power of Tao was exactly the same as what Aiwas saw with his naked eyes.

I'm afraid this whole world is an illusory world condensed by the power of Tao.

Only two things have changed.

A large number of runes appeared on Grace's body - those mysterious lines that looked like tattoos and totems were emitting a yellow-green glow. Basically, the whole area was light green and dark green, with only a small piece of dim yellow floating in it.

It looked like a large piece of jade covered with the skin of an elf, and patterns were carved on the skin to reveal the brilliance inside.

And Anastasia gradually became illusory in front of Aiwas.

Her figure became extremely blurred, like a person with severe myopia without glasses, or like ink spreading in the water. But only Anastasia was blurred... nothing else was affected. Aiwas looked at a piece of color with blurred edges lying in the arms of Grace, who was covered with tattoos, with a strange expression on his face, and couldn't see her expression at all.

Aiwas looked back again, but found that the "little tree" was still there.

——It was not in Grace's arms at all.

And the little tree seemed to sense Aiwas's gaze, shyly turned its head and turned its back, so that Aiwas could not see her face.

Hearing the conversation coming from his ear suddenly stop, Aiwas opened his left eye.

Just like wearing glasses, the outline of Anastasia in the form of a girl instantly became clear, and the tree disappeared without a trace, submerged in the bright sunlight at noon.

"... Can I call you, Mr. Aiwas?"

The little girl's soft and sticky voice came.

She looked at Aiwas with vigilance and a little reluctance. If Grace hadn't reached out her hand, put it on her shoulder encouragingly, and held her down, she might have turned around and ran away.

... So that's it, she sensed my sight.

Aiwas suddenly realized.

It makes sense.

After all, she is a person who is good at illusion, and she must know whether her illusion has been broken... But Anastasia's illusion can make Aiwas, who is at the fourth energy level, unable to see through it without real vision. This talent is really amazing.

This means that she has at least reached the fourth energy level - or even the fifth energy level.

Although he had received the inheritance, the most important thing was the awakening of his bloodline. It was just like the legendary dragon.

Unlike amber, which was essentially a psychological problem, tree transformation was a special phenomenon that flowed in the blood and occurred randomly. There was no possibility of cure because it was not a disease at all... but a sublimation.

Just like a caterpillar transforming into a butterfly, the life form has been promoted in a fundamental sense. However, as a price, the caterpillar's flesh and blood must be melted and used as nourishment for the new form.

From a certain perspective, this may also be regarded as a kind of metamorphosis - from an elf with hands, feet and lifespan to an immortal tree-shaped phantom.

"Hello, I'm Aiwass."

Aiwass smiled softly and his voice became softer: "You don't have to call me 'sir'. Just call me 'brother'."

He knelt half on the ground, stretched out his hand and shook Anastasia gently.

It was a soft, warm, and slightly moist hand. The silky skin didn't feel like tree bark at all, and the palms of her hands were a little sweaty due to nervousness.

"Brother Aiwass, are you here to burn me?"

Anastasia whispered.

"...Why do you think so?"

Aiwass was a little surprised.

He subconsciously looked back at Grace: "Do you elves have anything else... to burn at the stake for heretics?"

"How is it possible... I think those happy spirits said something to her."

Grace shook her head: "They have a short lifespan. In fact, they don't understand many things, but they just like to talk nonsense. When the fairies tell it, the children will believe it... After all, the fairy kingdom is essentially their common imagination." In a sense, their nonsense will come true, which makes it even harder to distinguish the truth from the truth.”

"But mom said so, too."

Anastasia defended: "They said they would burn me when I completely turned into a tree."

"That is to ensure that you can ascend to the dream world correctly, Aya."

Grace whispered seriously and solemnly: "Otherwise you might be stranded in the material world."

"But I just want to stay with my mother."

"...I also want to accompany you, Aya."

Grace smiled bitterly and said softly: "But no. You can't stand the noise now. When you transform further...even if you plant it in the yard, the noise around you may wake you up from time to time.

"You must have started to feel noisy with the sounds of those happy spirits."

After hearing this, Aiwass suddenly realized that whether it was Anastasia or Grace, their voices were very soft. It's like telling a child a bedtime story.

He himself is not a noisy person, and the surrounding environment is also very quiet. So I didn’t feel anything before.

But now I look at it...

"Dryads are very annoying...or rather afraid of noise."

Grace turned her head, leaned close to Aiwass and said softly: "Sounds that can wake people up are intolerable to dryads. Dryads can be regarded as 'always sleeping', even if they are awake The status can also be 'noised more awake'.

"Remember to keep your voice down, Mr. Aiwass."