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Chapter 208 : Chapter 208 · Oct 12, 2026

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Chapter 208. I Wish They Would All Just Get Lost (3)

A fortnight had passed since the battle in Evergreen.

During that time, Patrick moved very busily.

The big problems were solved, but there were still plenty of small problems left.

He couldn’t solve all of them, but he had to at least help the Elven race establish their own system.

Only then could he expect them to act as a solid allied force even after he left.

For the past fortnight.

Patrick was busy running around here and there.

“Alright, next person, please come in.”

“Yes, Sir Patrick.”

First, he took time every day to personally impart the Supreme Purity Heart Law to the Elves who wished to learn Aura.

This was quite an important task.

It was something no one but Patrick could do, personally performing Qi Guiding and Harmonizing to enable them to cultivate Aura.

After that, he would take time to meet with Kirios and the Elven elders to discuss the alliance with the Schneider Fiefdom and the development of the Great Forest.

And among those, the most important task was…

“Alright, shall we do it again today?”

“Yes. I ask for your favor, Sir Patrick.”

That was the work related to the World Tree.

Patrick placed his hand on the remains of the World Tree and infused the life force of the World Tree seed within him.

Infusing life force into the World Tree, which had died and become an old tree, could not bring it back to life.

But…

“Oh… ooooh…”

“As expected…”

As Patrick infused life force, sprouts emerged from the withered remains of the World Tree.

And those sprouts formed fresh new shoots and stretched out new branches.

The task seemed quite difficult, as even the great Patrick Schneider broke out in a cold sweat and focused his mind.

And a few hours later.

“It’s done.”

On Patrick’s hand, after he wiped the sweat from his forehead, was a small vine ring.

This ring, made by twisting a small tree vine, had small leaves and flowers blooming on it and was full of life force. And above all…

“Aah…”

“That is the…”

“Oh… ooooh…”

Surprisingly, the emotion of ‘greed’ was clearly visible on the faces of the Elves looking at it.

They were Elves who had no greed for material possessions, but they showed blatant greed for the vine ring Patrick had just created.

In fact, they couldn’t help it.

For the Elves, this was a treasure beyond price.

Patrick, who had created the ring, wiped the sweat from his forehead and said.

“You’re Peioreun, right?”

“Yes, Sir Patrick.”

“This is now yours.”

“Thank you. I will never forget this grace for the rest of my life.”

The Elven Knight called Peioreun received the ring offered by Patrick with both hands, as if it were a great honor.

And after carefully putting on the ring, he said in a trembling voice.

“Naia.”

In front of Peioreun, the high-level water spirit Naia appeared.

Seeing this, Peioreun was genuinely moved.

“Ooh… you’ve come out, Naia. How long has it been? My soulmate, my lifelong companion.”

Peioreun’s eyes welled up with tears of joy, and the summoned spirit also embraced Peioreun as if happy.

And he freely emitted the spirit’s energy, communing with the spirit as if relieved.

It was the happiest moment for an Elf.

The other Elves around looked at Peioreun with envy.

The ring that Patrick had just created.

This was a ring that connected the Elves to the spirit world.

To explain, it was like this.

Originally, it was the World Tree that connected the Elves and the spirits.

But that World Tree was now gone.

To be precise, it only existed as a seed within Patrick.

In this situation, if the Elves wanted to use spirits, there were two ways.

One was to be near Patrick.

When they were near Patrick, they could summon spirits as usual.

But this was inefficient.

Because if they moved a certain distance away from Patrick, the spirits would be forcibly sent back.

So, while pondering, something flashed in Patrick’s mind as he looked at the old World Tree.

“I think I can make this work.”

It was an intuition closer to instinct than knowledge.

Just as a spider naturally knows how to spin a web to build a home and hunt prey without being taught, he could just tell.

The moment he saw the remains of the World Tree, he had a strong feeling of ‘this is how to do it.’

To create a simple pass that could connect to the spirit world by infusing the life force of the seed into the remains of the World Tree.

What he created in this way was this very vine ring.

For the Elves, it was a treasure that could not be exchanged even for a cart full of gold.

In fact, the effect of the ring was absolute.

The user of the ring could summon spirits without any burden, and other Elves around could also summon mid-level spirits without difficulty.

In other words, at this point in time when the World Tree had not yet sprouted or grown, this ring was the most necessary item for the Elves.

Patrick made one or two of these every day.

And each time he made one, he gave it first to those who needed it most.

First were the Elven Knights, including Elione.

If they could call upon spirits, they could now display a combat power that was not shameful of the name Elven Knight.

If the Elven Knights had been able to exert their full strength, they would have been able to handle at least the Dark Elves on their own, even if not the Demon Brody from before.

They were that great of a force.

Naturally, they would also be a great help in the reclamation of the Great Forest that Patrick was planning.

However, there was a problem.

‘There aren’t enough materials.’

The old World Tree was huge, but it was crumbling more and more each time he made a vine ring.

If he continued to make rings like this, this old tree would completely crumble and return to a handful of dust.

This meant there was a limit to the number of vine rings that could be made.

‘By a rough calculation, it seems like five or six more will be the limit…’

That wasn’t enough.

The combat power of the Elven race he had just brought in might not even be half of their peak, or maybe even less than a quarter.

‘Grrr. I can’t help it. For now, I just have to do as much as I can…’

Patrick squeezed out as much energy as he could and continued to make vine rings.

The sight of Patrick sweating profusely and trying his best seemed incredibly moving to the Elves.

“Ah…. Sir Patrick.”

“To work so hard for our Elven race…”

“We will never forget this grace.”

Patrick didn’t even hear what the Elves were saying and just focused purely on making the vine rings.

‘More suckers, more excellent suckers, spirit-using suuuuckers!’

Sometimes, it’s better not to know what’s in a person’s heart.

***

Time passed, and eventually, even the old tree left by the World Tree completely crumbled and turned to dust.

But in that process, Patrick did his best.

Twenty-seven.

That was the number of vine rings Patrick created using the remains of the World Tree.

He had frugally saved the remains of the World Tree and produced far more than he had initially thought possible.

“Hoooo… Still, this should be enough to put out the immediate fire.”

If they organized teams centered around the ring users and operated their forces, they would have a force that was reasonably ready for actual combat.

“Now I’m really done with everything I had to do.”

Patrick felt a proud sense of accomplishment.

And he said in an excited voice.

“Elione, bring some wine tonight.”

“Oh? Is your abstinence over now?”

“Yes. Now I’m free.”

He had even abstained from alcohol, something he had never done in his life, to better manage the natural energy.

Considering he had even drunk alcohol during the war with the Unorthodox Alliance, it was a truly great resolution.

Elione looked at Patrick and said.

“Yes. I understand. Then, I’ll prepare the finest Elven wine and visit you tonight.”

“Okay. Do that.”

Was it a side effect of his long abstinence?

At that moment, Patrick could only think about being able to drink after a long time.

He failed to see Elione’s eyes glinting like a predator stalking its prey.

That night.

Elione came to Patrick’s quarters.

She brought some suitable snacks and several bottles of what looked like high-quality Elven wine.

So far, so good. Yes, so far it was good, but…

“The clothes you’re wearing are a bit… fancy and unusual.”

Very revealing, too.

He deliberately omitted the latter part.

The clothes she was wearing were a flowing white silk dress with many transparent parts.

Her appearance, dressed so loosely that it could be said she was merely draped in clothes rather than wearing them, was breathtakingly beautiful.

And Elione said with a smile.

“It’s the traditional formal wear of the Elven race. It’s clothes worn on important days. Would you like to know when?”

“No, I think I’ll be fine without knowing.”

Rather, he didn’t want to know.

The back of his head was already starting to feel very uneasy.

He tried to leave, but Elione was standing at an exquisite angle between him and the entrance, blocking his escape route.

A coincidence?

No. When he stealthily moved to the side, Elione also moved along, blocking his path.

This was definitely on purpose.

He could guess the purpose of the flowing white silk dress, with its subtly transparent design and unusually numerous decorations.

It was a dress that, at a glance, instinctively made one think, ‘Ah, that’s an item used for that kind of purpose.’

On top of that…

“This dress is traditionally worn by an Elven bride on her first night while waiting for her husband.”

Elione kindly confirmed it for him.

“Ah… aaah… Right. I see. I hadn’t thought of that.”

Of course, Patrick feigned ignorance.

I don’t know anything.

I’m just an ordinary human who doesn’t know about such interspecies cultures.

Patrick, with that expression, stealthily tried to get up.

But just then…

“Thank you, Sir Patrick Schneider.”

Elione respectfully knelt on the spot and bowed her head, showing her courtesy.

At her serious attitude, even Patrick, who was trying to escape, stopped for a moment and listened to her words.

“Thank you for not forgetting my request and coming to find me.”

“Hmm…”

“Thanks to you, our race has overcome a crisis. Thanks to you, our race has gained a future.”

“……”

Elione was sincerely grateful.

This was neither an empty word nor an exaggeration.

The World Tree was dying.

An elder of the race was colluding with the Demons.

If Patrick hadn’t come, the fate of the Elven race would have been sealed.

Elione’s forehead touched the floor.

A woman of the proud Elven race had voluntarily shown a sign of submission to a human.

With her forehead still on the floor, she said.

“I will repay this grace, even if I have to risk the rest of my life. Whatever you want, whatever you desire. I swear here and now that I will follow and obey, no matter what it is.”

This was essentially a pledge of absolute obedience.

Throughout history, how many powerful people had tried to win the heart of a proud and beautiful Elf?

The heart of an Elven woman, which could not be obtained even with a thousand pieces of gold, was now given entirely to Patrick.

It was no exaggeration to say that Elione was now entirely Patrick’s.

And Patrick…

“There’s no need to go this far.”

Patrick approached Elione and helped her up from her position with her head on the floor.

And he said in a calm voice.

“I’ll be receiving a lot of help from you all in the future anyway. If we both bow our heads like this every time, neither of us will have a forehead left.”

“Sir Patrick.”

“So don’t worry about it. Just from now on…”

“No. I can’t do that.”

Elione shook her head firmly and refused.

And she suddenly grabbed Patrick’s hand tightly, no, very tightly.

‘Hmm…’

Patrick flinched.

And a faint smile formed on Elione’s lips.

“I must repay this grace. I will definitely repay this grace.”

“Uh… uh uh…”

Elione’s eyes were, how should I put it?

‘She’s lost her mind.’

It was as if he could see a swirl spinning around in her pupils.

And she gradually came closer to Patrick.

“Don’t do this. Don’t come any closer.”

“Hahaha. Just accept my repayment of this grace obediently.”

“Go away. I’m going to scream.”

“I’ve cast a soundproof barrier with a spirit, so no one can come anyway.”

“Such a dastardly…”

Hasn’t something changed a bit?

Elione pressed her body closer and closer to Patrick, whispering with a sticky breath.

“Hahaha. Don’t be nervous. It’ll be over soon.”

“How can I not be nerv…”

Sareureuk…

One shoulder strap of the silk dress loosely draped over her body came undone and slipped down.

“Uaaah! Don’t take it off! I said don’t take it off!”

“My… Are you thinking of shamelessly undressing only me?”

“I never undressed you. Get your hand off my pants belt!”

“Ah…. Sir Patrick.”

“Help me. Please help me.”

Patrick shouted, but Elione didn’t even pretend to listen.

“Hahaha. How cute.”

Watching her slowly undo her dress and approach him seductively, Patrick thought.

‘Keuk… Is this my grave?’

A sense of crisis similar to when he fought with the resolve to die at the Falling Phoenix Sect in his past life washed over him.

Patrick Schneider, nineteen.

It was still an early age to enter the grave of life.

But…

“Hahaha. Don’t be shy.”

“You should be a little shy!”

There was no escape route.

The opponent was too formidable.

This was not a problem that could be solved by beating her up. If he let his guard down, he felt like he would unconsciously reach out and grab those luscious white breasts.

He felt like he would press his own lips against those sweet-smelling lips and suck them fiercely.

If he did that… if he did that…

‘Huh? Isn’t that a good thing? Why am I resisting?’

The moment Patrick’s reason was about to throw its hands up and leave his mind.

Kwang! Kwaang! Kwang!

The sound of something exploding was heard from outside.

At that, Elione’s expression turned grim.

“Tsk.”

“What is it? Did another Demon attack?”

“No. It’s just that some stray cats got caught in the traps I set with spirits.”

“…Huh?”

“You don’t have to worry about it.”

Kwang! Kwaang! Kwang!

No, I keep hearing explosions.

And they’re getting closer.

Regardless, Elione smiled and approached.

“Hahaha, we were just…”

It was then.

Chwaaaaaak!

The door to the quarters was cleanly cut by a flash of light and fell to the floor.

And what was revealed were two stunningly beautiful women, scorched here and there.

There was Isabella, exuding a murderous killing intent, and April, who had cleared the path ahead.

“Damn 7-star bastards.”

Elione clicked her tongue and lamented.

And Isabella saw.

Elione, half-naked, and Patrick, on the verge of being devoured.

“This crazy bitch…”

Of course, she lost it.

And Isabella said.

“April.”

“Yes, Princess.”

“Cut her down.”

“Yes!”

April leaped forward, and Elione summoned a spirit to fight back.

Kwang! Kwang! Kwang!

“How dare you? Interfere?”

“It is the Princess’s command.”

In an instant, the room became a mess, and in the midst of it, Isabella also drew her sword and attacked Elione in a pincer move.

“This brazen Elf… die!”

“You’re interrupting when it’s almost done? You wicked stray cat!”

“I was here first. You crazy bitch!”

“Shut up!”

“Die!”

Amidst the rampant slander and insults, and the room being torn apart, Patrick just sat down on the floor.

And he grabbed the bottle of Elven wine that rolled over from the side, chugged it, and said with a smile that had given up on the world.

“I wish they would all just get lost.”

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