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I skimmed through it, and it was basically about how the bloodline of elves could attract the World Tree. It seemed that the children had tried to study how to communicate with the roots of the World Tree, but ultimately failed.

"Hmm... found it!"

Artemis cried out in delight. Latis glanced one last time at the other books on the nearby table, then hurried over to the half-elf who was crouching in the center of the palace searching for something, and asked:

"What did you find? Let me see!"

"it is this!"

Arte pointed to a small stone tablet at the base of the central pillar and said:

"I remember this is a device on the Silver Moon Altar, another important building in Herod City. After absorbing enough Silver Moon Essence, it can store and release soul power. When the festival arrives, we consume the Silver Moon Essence stored up throughout the year to release the blessings and wishes of the elves from previous years, and store our own hopes for the future at this moment."

"Wow, there are devices like this? Time capsules?"

Latis scratched his head in shock, feeling that the other world seemed to be more advanced than his previous life in some aspects.

"So those demons were probably trying to use magic to simulate the essence of the silver moon and project it into the moonstone at the top of the pillar..."

Artemis patted her knees, stood up, and curiously looked up along the central pillar. From this position, she could only see the roots that wrapped around the pillar and the cross-section of the main root at the top of the pillar.

The dome extends around the pillars, and the only opening is occupied by the thick main root, so the "Moonstone" above cannot be seen.

"In short, the demons probably mean to release their previous blessings and messages, right?" Latis scratched his head and asked.

"Why don't we open it and take a look?"

"Good~"

Artemis nodded vigorously, channeling the life energy of the elves into the small stone tablet below. Then, she took Latis's arm, stepped back a few paces, and sat on the chair that the elf cubs had rubbed together.

A familiar soul power suddenly surged forth. Latis touched his chin in surprise. This seemed to be the same power that had nurtured the seeds of the cubs before. Could it be...?

The illusory light and shadow slowly coalesced, and the colors formed by the power of souls painted a light brown cloak, just like the version of King Herod that Latis had seen in the simulation. Before the two of them stood a male elf dressed in an elegant robe and wearing a simple crown.

"Eh?!"

Artemis's eyes widened in shock, and she couldn't help but stand up and exclaim:

"King Herod...Father?!"

"W-what?!" Latis coughed suddenly, caught off guard, and instinctively stood up, exclaiming in shock and embarrassment:

"father in law?"

Why do I always run into my father-in-law so suddenly? ...Strange, why did he say "again"...?

Latis reacted instantly, and with lightning speed, changed into his most magnificent robe, combed his hair into an adult's style, stood up straight, and called out:

"Greetings, Father-in-law!"

"Ah, big brother!"

Ateliers stared at Latis's actions, momentarily stunned. When she came to her senses, her face flushed crimson, and she buried her head in Latis's arm with a thud, pinching his waist hard and stammering:

"Idiot! That...that's an image of Father, no, no, it's not really him! No...it's so embarrassing!"

"Oh my god...you scared me to death."

Upon hearing this, Latis breathed a sigh of relief. Even so, he instinctively straightened his back, maintaining a degree of respect, and coughed before saying:

"Well then, let's see what my father-in-law has to say..."

"Um..."

Artemis took a deep breath, blushed, and raised her head. She didn't dwell on the way Latis was addressed. Somewhat shyly, she hid behind Latis, hugged his waist, and peeked out from his side, blinking as she looked at the image of King Herod.

As a wild child who had been away from home since childhood and never returned, Ate felt a sense of shame at being caught by her parents doing something wrong.

King Herod's figure gradually solidified, and as wrinkles gradually appeared on his handsome face, which bore a seventy percent resemblance to Arte, Latis felt a strange sense of solemnity for some reason. He reached behind him and grasped Arte's slightly damp hand, squeezing it against his. He gradually felt at ease.

In any case, since he is Arte's father, he must be an ally among allies, not to mention King Herod's familiar appearance. Although he has an elegant demeanor, he also gives Arte a strong sense of familiarity.

A pair of earrings, somewhat similar in material to the Eye of Herod, appeared on the image's earlobes. Then, King Herod opened his eyes, the fine wrinkles at the corners of his eyes forming a ripple of water, and he smiled as he spoke:

“Arterifus, my daughter, it’s been a long time.”

"Huh?" Latis's heart skipped a beat, and he couldn't help but turn his head and whisper, "He, he..."

"It's just footage!"

Artemis interrupted Latis's surprised expression, but then she herself shrank back and hid completely behind Latis.

"Seriously?! Holy crap..."

As King Herod slowly turned his eyes to look at him, Latis broke out in a cold sweat. He felt immense pressure and his legs began to tremble.

There was no way around it; Arte was the woman he loved most. The more he loved her, the more he cared about anything related to her… This strange mentality was something Latis had never encountered before. Perhaps as long as it was related to her, even someone as unconventional as him would treat it with utmost seriousness.

You must be hiding somewhere right now.

King Herod chuckled softly, a nostalgic glint in his eyes, and said in a low voice:

"Perhaps it's in the bushes, perhaps it's hidden by the plants, or perhaps, if you have a lover, it's behind them."

"No, no!" Artemis muttered guiltily, mustered her courage to peek out, and then quickly shrank back in.

"Although it has been almost twenty years since we last met, how could a young elf change so quickly? However, perhaps I am wrong, Artemis, you have never been such an ordinary elf."

"I imagine that by the time you can see this video, you may have grown into a big kid, with your own loves and hates and clear determination, and you may have already thought about the meaning of life. If that's the case, then I'm at ease."

Unable to notice that Arte had quietly walked to Latis's side, linked arms with him, and was watching him, King Herod's image could only say with a slightly melancholy expression:

"That's true, but how can parents not worry? We don't know if you're hungry or cold right now. You've always liked to sleep in trees since you were little. When you wake up in the evening, do you remember to go back to the safety of town? Have you learned to patch up your favorite hooded coat yourself?"

King Herod gently reached out, but unexpectedly his hand landed squarely on Art's head. After a smile and a sigh, he said sincerely:

"Arterifus, I hope you are happy now."

Chapter 376 You're Going to Marry Me Today

"...Back when I was dating your mother, she had a very clever and quirky personality. Once, we passed by an orange grove that hadn't yet ripened, and she insisted that I try an orange. Haha...It was early autumn, and I still remember it clearly. The silver moon was very bright that night, and as I looked at the moonlight reflected in her eyes, I couldn't bear to refuse."

King Herod, who had somehow ended up sitting on the ground, reluctantly removed his crown, smoothed his silver-gray hair, and then carefully put it back on. He raised his eyes, seemingly gazing across time and space at Latis and Arte seated before him, and said softly:

She ran into the low orange grove, shouting as she picked a huge pile of unripe oranges for me. Holding up the hem of her brown plaid skirt, she swayed back to me, her skirt full of oranges.

"Under her mischievous smile, I reluctantly chose a medium-sized orange, peeled it, and took a bite... I remember the smell; it was slightly sweet and a little pungent. The orange peel wasn't as oily and smooth as when it was ripe, so my fingers felt a bit dry."

"Before this, I always thought that unripe oranges tasted sour and astringent, but when I think back on it, I find it unusually sweet."

King Herod unconsciously revealed a slight smile and said:

"Yay! I knew you'd choose this orange!" your mother exclaimed. Unfortunately, I was staring blankly at the ring I'd found inside the orange and didn't have time to remember her expression. I imagine it was a proud yet shy, feigned composure expression, so unlike my honest, unassuming self.

"Of course, I secretly collected the remaining oranges afterward, and put a ring she made herself into each one. Such a woman, yet she wouldn't tell me. See, isn't that infuriating? I wore every ring your mother made afterward, but she didn't notice. I think this time, I should consider myself the winner."

“Father clearly lost miserably, it must all be part of Mother’s scheme…” Artemis sighed helplessly, exchanged a glance with Latis, held his hand with the ring on it, slid down slightly, rested her head on Latis’s lap, and then placed his hand on her head.

Latis ruffled Arte's hair and couldn't help but laugh:

"It's a huge win! But if this happened after marriage, it would be difficult to get my wife to handle so many rings again!"

"Hmph." Artemis hugged Latis's hand and bit it, whispering, "Then I'll send you things every day from now on, and annoy you to death."

"Oh really?"

Latis's face lit up with joy, and he quickly and sincerely bowed to King Herod, exclaiming:

"Father-in-law, you heard it too! Ate said it herself, we can't let her go back on her word!"

"Ouch!!" Ateliers hurriedly propped herself up, pinched Latis's cheeks in embarrassment and anger, and threw herself at him, crying out:

"Big brother, you're so annoying! I'm going to bite you to death!"

King Herod's image, of course, was unaware that his daughter and son-in-law had begun a chaotic brawl. Touching the ring on his hand, amidst the pleas for mercy from the rolling, begging Latis, he smiled and continued:

"Arterifus, I don't know what kind of lover you will meet. I hope he will be someone you love and someone who loves you. If so, even if you live an ordinary life, you will be happy enough."

Artemis, who was straddling Latis and pinching his cheek, paused slightly, glanced at King Herod, then looked down at the grimacing Latis. She gently released her grip, bent down and hugged him tightly, saying loudly and firmly:

"He is!"

"Hehe... If you were here with your lover right now, I might as well take this opportunity to be your witness."

A mischievous glint suddenly appeared on King Herod's face. He cleared his throat and said:

"I don't know if you're ready, but I don't have much time left. I can't wait for you to be ready before I can be there in person, so I can only hold a short wedding for you here."

"W-wh-what?!"

Upon hearing the word "wedding," Artemis was immediately shocked. She quickly scrambled off Latis, looked at King Herod, and couldn't help but exclaim, "Dad! What...what are you saying?!"

Latis was stunned for a moment, then sat up, still holding Ate's waist. Looking at his father-in-law's feigned serious expression, he said, somewhat caught off guard:

"Isn't this a bit too sudden... I haven't even made any preparations for the wedding yet..."

"It's alright." King Herod, as if knowing what the two were worried about, smiled and shook his head, saying:

"As long as you love each other, that's the best state. There's no need for too much complicated preparation. When I married Artemis's mother, it was just an ordinary flower dance festival. It was a spontaneous and natural whim, and that was the most perfect preparation."

Latis paused, then glanced at Artemis instinctively.

In the lake-like blue eyes that he dreamed of every night, he saw shyness, joy, embarrassment and helplessness, expectation and love, but he could not see hesitation and wavering.

She had actually been prepared for this for a long time.

"And what about myself?" Latis couldn't help but ask himself.

For the person who was a ten-year-old corporate slave in her previous life, drifting around living in a cheap apartment and eating shared meals, marriage seemed to be something she had never considered. It was too far away, and the word seemed somewhat ridiculous when applied to her.

But things are different now. There is a Mage Territory in Lundia and a City of Titania on the floating island. Whether it is the Mage Territory or the City of Titania, they are actually working hard for their own home, and their own home is Artemis.

So what else is uncertain?

The situation is probably still unstable, there are still uncertain dangers in the distance, and there are still many things to do... However, these things seem to have nothing to do with what King Herod meant by "the best state and the most complete preparations".

but……

"Arterifus".

King Herod's voice suddenly rang out. Latis, who hadn't quite figured it out yet, looked up and found that King Herod had already stood up gracefully.

“Yes, yes, yes…” Art sighed helplessly, as if she had already prepared herself mentally, and got up and walked to the direction where King Herod was looking.

“My future son-in-law.” King Herod turned his head slightly to look at Ateliers’ side.