Chapter 110: World Tree

After the audition was over, Joshua and Shirley left the Fallowsy mansion first, and Mrs. Caesar specially held a send-off party for the actors of the Black Swan Troupe, wishing their first filming a smooth progress.

As a member of the Black Swan Troupe, Tai Lin did not participate in this brief gathering. Although she had been in the Black Swan Troupe for several years, she knew very few people in the troupe.

After tidying up the rehearsal venue for the Black Swan Troupe with the maids, Tailin returned to her room.

Her room in the Fallowhi Mansion was not big enough for a bed and a desk.

She can be said to be the lowest in the Black Swan Troupe, that is, the so-called walk-on role. Only when some actresses in the troupe are temporarily unable to play, she has the opportunity to appear on the stage.

As soon as she got back to the room, she lay directly on the bed and looked at the ceiling.

As an elf, her talents in magic and bow and arrow are far beyond ordinary people. Even if she leaves the Black Swan Theater, she can rely on these to find a decent job.

But she has a purpose for staying in this troupe, a very simple purpose, and that is to be famous.

The purpose of her pursuit of fame is not for her own status and wealth, but for her clan.

Tailin stretched out her hand, and a seed as white as frost and snow appeared in her palm, which was called the "World Tree" by the elves.

Every group of elves guards a tree of the world, and when the tree of the world collapses, it also declares the extinction of the group of elves. The surviving elves will not only lose all their power, but even have the right to have their own surnames. No.

Just as Tailin was looking at the seed carefully, the door of her room was pushed open, and an elf girl with a black inscription on her body walked in.

"You shouldn't have shown your face in front of that guy, Tylin."

Fleur looked at her only friend of the same race in the Faluoxi mansion with some concern. At the beginning of the audition for the Black Swan Theater, she reminded Tailin countless times to give up this trial.

It's a pity that this elf friend, who was naturally optimistic to the point of being overly optimistic, didn't listen to her dissuasion at all, and still stepped onto the stage of the audition meeting.

"He is a very dangerous demon! And he seems to be peeping at our clan's ancient tree! You have forgotten how your clan..."

Fleur repeatedly emphasized the danger of Joshua, but she suddenly calmed down halfway through the last sentence, because her next words were undoubtedly poking at her friend's sore spot.

"It doesn't matter, Fleur, as far as I remember, our family has not been attacked by demons, nor are we orcs."

Tailin shook her head and said that she was not affected. She stared at the World Tree that had turned into a seed in her hand, which represented her race. The frost elves had been extinct more than ten years ago.

She can be said to be the last remaining frost elf in the world, and the only remaining hope of the frost elves lineage.

"I just remember seeing a gray mist that day..."

Tailin recalled the scene more than ten years ago, and the voice that was originally full of vitality finally brought a little trembling.

"I don't know what it is at all. When I came back to my senses, everyone was swallowed by the mist..."

Recalling this, the elf girl covered her forehead, and her slender figure trembled slightly.

Horrible memories kept rushing in her mind like a flood that had opened the floodgate, and once she remembered it, she couldn't forget it at all.

"It's okay Tylin!"

Seeing that her friend was not in the right condition, Fleur immediately stretched out her hands to hug her trembling body.

"The Blackwood Clan welcomes you at any time. After returning to Faluoxi this time, our patriarch will accept you."

Fleur used magic that could stabilize her mind to comfort her friend, and Tailin recovered from the terrifying memory after a while.

"Thank you for your kindness, but I still shoulder the heavy responsibility of making this world tree grow again."

The frost elf pondered the seeds that exude a cold breath in his hands. Every elf group guards a World Tree. As long as there are seeds, the World Tree will eventually grow again one day.

"But Tailin... this is something only a god can do!" Fleur said.

To the elves, the World Tree is equivalent to a god-like existence, and the ancient black tree that the Blackwood Clan believes in grows by relying on the belief of the Blackwood Clan elves from generation to generation.

Therefore, the prosperity of an elf group is closely related to the prosperity of the World Tree. The stronger the World Tree, the larger the guardian elf group.

The frost elves had long been extinct in that unknown disaster, and only Tailin, a frost elf, was left with the belief that he couldn't even germinate the seeds of the World Tree, let alone grow into towering ancient trees.

Gathering beliefs is an ability that only gods can possess.

"This is not necessarily the case. The World Tree of our family has already merged with me."

Tai Lin shook it lightly, and the seed of the World Tree disappeared in her palm.

"I guess it's just a matter of making someone like me."

The frost elf didn't know what to do at the moment, but when some men were attracted to her because of her appearance, Tai Lin felt that the seeds of the World Tree residing in her body seemed to be nourished.

She didn't know if this was an illusion, but she didn't intend to give up her group so easily.

"Who likes you... Is that why you are so stubborn to stay in the Black Swan Troupe? But... Tai Lin, you have no talent for acting at all."

Not being talented in acting is considered a compliment. This frost elf has never participated in a performance. Mrs. Caesar will keep her in the Black Swan Troupe, completely considering the face of the Blackwood elves.

"It is not necessary to have a talent for acting, I am still very confident in my singing, so... I will definitely find a way."

Tailin snorted a few times as she spoke, the frost elf's voice was really nice.

But to become a qualified singer, it is useless just to have a good voice, like her, she can at most be a bard.

But would anyone really worship bards? No one knows the answer, because there are not many famous bards in this world.

"Well... we will definitely find a way."

Seeing the faint smile on the face of her frost elf friend, Fleur couldn't say anything to hurt her. If her group died overnight, Fleur would definitely not be able to act like this frost elf. Just as optimistic.

Unknowingly, the frost elf hummed the song let·it·go again, and the peaceful singing echoed in the small room.

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