Chapter 565： White oak

As the cavalry squad moved forward, the chaotic bushes no longer appeared on both sides of the road. Instead, there were carefully manicured lawns and neatly arranged white oak trees like guards armed with guns.

The huge tree canopy blocked the sunlight, and only a little mottled light and shadow were leaked, dotted on the tree-lined path.

A breeze blew, and the rustle of leaves rubbed, like a **** whispering in the ears of the world.

In the culture of the Glorious Empire, the tall, strong and long-lived oak tree has always been known as the "king of the forest", and is also a symbol of strength, power and status.

Just as Colin admired the magnificent oak trees on both sides of the road, he suddenly heard Queen Midella next to him speak:

"Earl Anglia, do you know? The Oak Manor has actually been established since the age of the elves. After several turns, it came to the royal family. When Prince Leahy was promoted to the Paladin, His Majesty rewarded this manor. Kill him."

"Really? That's really deep." Colin sighed casually.

Queen Midella continued: "In the Oak Manor, there is an ancient white oak tree, which is said to have a history of tens of thousands of years."

"Ten Thousand Years?" Colin's eyes widened in surprise, almost thinking that the Queen had said the wrong order of magnitude of time.

Queen Midella nodded firmly and smiled: "Yes. Ten thousand years ago, the dragon hadn't died, and the high elves also occupied the Royal Dragon City. Moreover, there was a mysterious and powerful one among the high elves at that time. Profession-Druid."

Hearing this, Colin glanced at Queen Midella thoughtfully.

Queen Midella responded with a deep smile and continued: "It is said that the white oak tree that has survived tens of thousands of years in the manor is the sacred tree of the druids. During their sacrificial ceremony , This tree is placed as an axis and can produce unpredictable powers."

Colin was able to confirm this time, Queen Midella should have received a lot of news about the "Wing Knight", and I am afraid that the relationship between the Wing Knight and Colin is also suspected.

Perhaps in the eyes of Queen Midella, this winged knight was a druid secretly cultivated by the Anglia family.

However, Colin himself didn't even know what his kinship transformation was.

Is it a characteristic of the blood family? Or is it really a unique skill of the druid who has long lost its inheritance?

Anyway, every time people in this world saw a wing knight, they would think it was a druid's change form, which made Colin couldn't help but start to doubt--

Could the kinship really have something to do with the druid?

"Is it so magical? Then I must take a good look at it later." Colin smiled slightly, and nothing strange appeared on his face.

Queen Midella looked at the dripping Colin, and did not continue to tentatively speak.

But the Duke of St. Grien suddenly said: "It is said that the mistletoe parasitic on the white oak tree has a magical effect. After being eaten by the beloved, it can greatly increase the possibility of giving birth."

Colin's head was full of black lines.

How could this female paladin be like an aunt in the neighborhood committee, urging Colin and Anna to have a baby...

What on earth does she picture?

Colin was puzzled and had to pretend that he didn't understand the cues in the words of the Duke of Saint-Grianan.

Queen Midella smiled slightly and added:

"The Duke of St. Grianan is right. However, there are also particulars about how to pick mistletoe. The harvesting ceremony can only be held on the new moon day in the middle of the year. It is not time yet.

If the two of you need this, I can give you a copy of the mistletoe picked this year on behalf of the royal family. "

Colin touched his nose and quickly thanked him.

Of course, the person he wanted to send was not Anna, but Vera.

The two have been married for more than a year. They just gather together and stay together. Vera’s belly hasn’t moved. Colin is fine. Vera is already a little anxious. Just take this opportunity to try this white oak mistletoe. So magical.

But to Colin's surprise, the Duke of St. Grianan also accepted the gift from the queen and thanked him with a smile.

But the problem is, this female paladin has no husband...

Just as Colin was thinking about it, a group of people had already arrived outside the gate of the manor.

A grey-haired butler immediately greeted him and saluted everyone respectfully.

Queen Midella got off her horse and asked with a smile: "Buso Butler, have your majesty and the crown of the Pope arrived?"

"Your Majesty has arrived, and the Pope will arrive tomorrow." The butler replied respectfully, "Please enter the manor to rest first, and today's dinner will start at six o'clock on time."

Queen Midella nodded, and followed Busso's butler towards the manor.

Colin and others also quickly followed.

As soon as he entered the manor, Colin felt as if he had come to another world.

The air instantly became fresh and fragrant, the sunlight became gentle and gentle, and there were bursts of crisp birdsong in the ears, and as far as the eyes could be, there was a vibrant green.

And the root of all this comes from the huge ancient oak tree in the middle of the manor, which can be said to cover the sky and the sun.

It seems to be the master of this manor, the patron saint of this time and space, with a tolerant but domineering attitude, deeply imprinting everything here belongs to its own——

The imprint of nature.

"Shocked?" Queen Midella smiled and said to Colin.

"Really shocking!" Colin nodded, "Now I believe that this oak tree has a history of tens of thousands of years."

Queen Midella pursed her lips and said, "It is said that when the elves retired and left the Scarlet Flame Collar, they thought of transplanting this sacred tree. However, the Lord of Radiance performed miracles and prevented it. "

Colin did not speak, and he was suspicious of Queen Midella’s series of narratives about the oak tree beginning with "supposedly" After all, if this oak tree is really so magical, it would not be possible to lose its reputation. At the beginning, Emperor Reinhardt was even more unlikely to give this manor to Prince Leahy.

Perhaps it is also because the druid has lost its inheritance, so humans have not been able to figure out its true function until now, and can only use its mistletoe to increase the probability of fertility...

The sacred tree of the poor elves has now fallen to this point.

However, this tree always gave Colin a feeling of deja vu, as if an old friend whom he had not seen for many years was meeting again...

Moreover, the wonderful atmosphere in this manor also made Colin feel extraordinarily kind, and even the blood in his body was accelerated by this.

Could the blood race really have something to do with the druid?

For a while, a strong impulse appeared in Colin's heart, making him want to come to the white oak tree desperately.

It seemed that there was something he had lost.