"Oh?"
The third prince immediately turned to look at Cleriway and the other two, asking in a deep voice, "Which of you understands the cultivation of the ancient Tree of Life?"
Cleriway and the other two glanced at each other cautiously. None of them dared to speak.
"Hmph!"
Brand had been watching Cleriway from the beginning. He let out a cold snort and said, "Cleriway, I remember not long ago you were cultivating a sacred tree, weren't you? I recall that the sacred tree possessed a power of the same origin as our elves' Tree of Life."
The third prince hadn't been aware of Cleriway's background. Hearing this, his eyes immediately lit up, and he stared intently at Cleriway.
There was hope!
A sacred tree of the same origin couldn't just be cultivated by anyone.
There had to be something special about Cleriway.
An elven guard struck Cleriway hard on the back and shouted sternly, "Cleriway! The elder asked you a question! Answer it!"
