Crockta shook his head at Zelkyan’s question about becoming a disciple. After all, Crockta already had a star on his forehead; he had become the Ashen God’s disciple when he joined Elder Lord. Moreover, he didn’t want to be bound to anyone.1

Zelkyan seemed disappointed by Crockta’s refusal.1

“There are many good things if you become a disciple. You can become strong and have great muscles like me,” Zelkyan said.3

He flexed his arms, and his round biceps bulged out.0

“I will also refuse,” replied Tiyo.1

Zelkyan turned to look at him.0

Tiyo justified his refusal, “Although we will receive powers if we become a disciple, we will be given missions to accomplish.”0

“Yes,” said Zelkyan.0

“I don’t want to be bound to anyone. I will become stronger on my own.”0

“Hmm…”0

The branch of the World Tree shook like a tentacle and tied itself into a loose knot, looking like a pair of crossed arms. It seemed shocked by the consecutive rejections.0

Zelkyan’s attention shifted to Anor. He looked at Anor with expectant eyes because the latter was a dark elf. The World Tree was holy to dark elves, so unlike orcs and gnomes, most dark elves would think of this opportunity as an honor.0

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