Elven tribe.
The ancient elven tree that was hundreds of meters tall was shining under the moonlight.
The branches of the ancient tree swayed in the wind. A fallen leaf fell on the flowers and plants on the ground. The nature elves loved nature and yearned for nature. The nights in their tribe were always so beautiful.
If an ordinary person lived here, it would be the same as living in a fairyland.
Beside the ancient elven tree, in the elven castle.
"What? Serena, are you crazy? You want our elven tribe to join the Dragon Castle?"
"What's the identity of the Dragon Lord of the Dragon Castle? Is he worthy to be together with the nature elves?"
"Our elven tribe should be the one that destroys the Dragon Castle!"
"Serena, have you been bewitched by some kind of demonic spell from the Dragon Lord? Those Castle Lords from the other world are extremely evil. It's very likely that they have mastered such an evil spell!"
