Chapter 451 - Volume 3 Chapter 230
Chapter 230 – The city of trees (1)
If one were to look Trentheim from above, they would discover that each end of the region was high and the middle section low. The south-west area was a plot of barren land with the city Firburh built in that location.
Peering from this city would have access to the shape of numerous mountains starting from the west. River Gris was in the intersection of these mountains towards Graham’s mountain range, and it was the best hunting spot during the autumn season. This place was also where the forest trees were most dense.
To the north of the river was the Macsen region, and traveling further would lead to the Palas region.
The east of the river was the Schafflund mines which overlooked a particularly important passage towards Firburh, and it was the best position in Brendel’s thoughts to build a fortress.
Even though the land was uneven, it was not a problem for the dwarves. It was because of the lack of funds that this project only started recently. An army was now camping in that area to build a few palisades on the path between Firburh and the Schafflund mines.
In the middle of a particular mountain near this area, the originally dense foliage and trees were removed and replaced with boulders collected from the surroundings, forming a Magic Formation on the uneven, dull-colored ground.
Repeating circles formed the base pattern of this Magic Formation, written with many mysterious Runic words, and even if the most famous royal scholars in Aouine were to come here and study them, they might not be able to recognize them. Brendel believed the words were much earlier than the era of the Dragon of Darkness, and it probably dated all the way back to the Twilight War.
Everyone could see a visible concentration of Mana around the leaves, while roots sprang up all over the ground and knocked away the boulders as they grew rapidly and bunched up together.
Several minutes later, that former ‘tree sprout’ doubled in size.
It looked like an ancient tree.
“T-this is……” Orthlyss who had been sleeping recently woke up from feeling the intense agitation of Mana around her. She was at a loss for words when she saw the tree.
Brendel had shut his lips ever since he blurted out his first two words.
The tree now needed seven or eight people to hug it at its waist, but the height of the tree did not grow and was only ten meters high. At this moment, the youth gradually discovered the shape of the tree’s crown actually formed a natural courtyard.
[What the heck! Isn’t this courtyard similar to that World Tree we saw in the Loop of Trade Winds?]
He finally realized this point.