Chapter 2310 Overlooking the Scene <TOC> Chapter 2312 Haralenne
Translator: SumTLMan
Since Gloria herself had arrived, Angel no longer obstructed her path and ceased to “autopilot,” gradually blending his form into the surroundings.
Thud, thud, thud——
The massive sounds echoed unceasingly.
To Gloria, these were the thunderous beats of her own heart, filled with anticipation and excitement.
To the tree man, however, these sounds heralded the approach of a formidable foe, its eyes filled with wariness as it looked towards the source. From the depths of the forest, a giant shadow emerged, no smaller than the tree man itself. This shadow, similar to a giant, twisted and turned, toppling tree after tree as it charged forward.
“Who could it be? A Dream Plant Fairy? Or perhaps one of the Sinful Monsters spoken of in the murmurs of the Mother Tree’s dreams?” The tree man took a defensive stance, its golden tree-like eyes flickering with caution, momentarily disregarding the peculiar creatures surrounding it.
As the footsteps drew nearer, the tree man finally beheld the true form of the approaching giant shadow.
It appeared to be a tree person wearing a purple dress!
A tree woman!
Her form was robust and tall, as if nourished by the richest of fertilizers; her skin was layered, carrying the unique texture of aged bark; her eyes shone brightly, like stars in the night sky, and her lips were as red as flames…
The tree man was utterly dumbfounded. Why would there be another tree man here… and such a beautiful one at that?
Although it recognized the newcomer as a tree man, the aura emanating from her seemed to possess the characteristics of a “living being,” similar to the other creature that had appeared around them, distinct from the traits of a Dream Plant Fairy.
“Could it be that she, like these strange creatures, has only just arrived?” The tree man pondered, its gaze intensely fixed on Gloria.
Gloria, oblivious to the tree man’s internal musings and unaware that her skin, which had turned dry and gray from consuming the mushroom created by Angel, was mistaken for tree bark, leading to a misjudgment of her species by the tree man.
At this moment, Gloria’s entire focus was on the faint yet tantalizing fragrance carried by the breeze, which stimulated her appetite.
Even with her eyes closed, Gloria raced towards the source of the aroma, her mouth watering uncontrollably. Her frenzied dash, coupled with her bizarre appearance, made her seem almost otherworldly.
Yet, to the tree man, this advancing giant was a rare beauty. Each of Gloria’s strides towards it seemed to tread upon its budding heart, causing it to tremble with a barely contained delight.
Finally, Gloria stopped right in front of the tree man.
“Who are you? I mean, can you tell me your name?” The young eyes of the tree man shimmered with a golden brilliance.
However, Gloria paid no heed, her eyes closed, savoring the aroma in the air that made her salivate uncontrollably.
Mistaking Gloria’s silence for a lack of understanding, the tree man switched to mental fluctuations to convey its message——through the nodes of the Mother Tree, it had learned that the language taught by the Mother Tree was unique to Dream Plant Fairies, incomprehensible to outsiders. Yet, the transmission of information through mental power allowed for normal communication between Dream Plant Fairies and other beings.
This time, Gloria understood but chose to ignore the message. Upon identifying the source of the fragrance, she opened her eyes, disregarding the tree man’s massive visage. Her eyes, swirling with purple light, fixated on the golden fruit perched upon a branch.
It was this, this golden fruit, that unleashed a frenzy of hunger within her gourmet intuition.
This was the first time since becoming a true knowledge witch that Gloria’s gourmet intuition had reacted so wildly, underscoring the unparalleled rarity of the golden fruit.
A golden fruit? Ah, Gloria’s appetite-driven mind momentarily cleared. This reminded her of her purpose here, seemingly in search of a golden apple.
The golden fruit appeared to be just that, a golden apple.
And according to Liana, the golden apple was said to come from a tree man. A tree man? Gloria couldn’t help but shift her gaze down a few meters from the fruit, locking eyes with a pair of complexly emotional eyes.
Indeed, it was a tree man!
Gloria’s mind quickly flipped through various strategies she had contemplated on her way here, on how to deal with this tree man, through words, threats, or even theft.
However, before Gloria could decide on a strategy, the enchanting fragrance of the golden apple enveloped her once again.
Her gaze became intoxicated once more, her appetite seizing control of her thoughts.
She couldn’t help but reach out towards the golden apple…
Meanwhile, Angel, hidden to the side, witnessed everything that unfolded. He had been puzzled by Gloria’s sudden dash in this direction, but now the reason was clear, Gloria had followed the scent.
It was undeniable that Gloria’s gourmet senses were terrifyingly acute; even in a body from the Wilderness of Dreams, even with only a rudimentary gourmet spell enhancement, she could pinpoint the source of the golden fruit from kilometers away.
Truly, she was the most talented witch in the gourmet arts.
Yet, talent aside, to brazenly attempt to pluck the tree man’s fruit was bound to provoke resistance, wasn’t it?
Just a short while ago, while Angel was leveraging the Mother Tree Network, he stumbled upon some information about this tree man. Its most prized possession was the golden fruit hanging from its branches.
According to the descriptions of other Dream Plant Fairies, the golden fruit to the tree man is like the scale on the forehead to the dragon, the magic horn to the unicorn. Even if you are a Dream Plant Fairy, coveting the fruit will provoke their thunderous wrath.
Therefore, Angel deduced that Gloria would definitely face the Tree People’s fiery retaliation.
Angel was already pondering in secret how to assist Gloria.
In the distance, Gloria’s weathered and withered hand was now less than a meter away from the golden fruit. At this moment, the tree man also noticed Gloria’s intention, felt a chill in its heart, and took several steps back.
Seeing this scene, Angel’s heart began to tense up, the next second the tree man would surely retaliate… Should he directly save her, or should he manipulate the Mother Tree to influence the tree man’s thoughts?
He decided to control the Mother Tree, through the will-connected nodes of the Mother Tree, to persuade the tree man.
After making his decision, Angel prepared to act. However, to his surprise, the development of the situation took an unexpected turn.
“Do you want my fruit? I can’t give it to you now, but if you want it, we can get to know each other first. At least, I need to know what you want to do with the fruit?”
At this moment, Angel, being in the will of the Mother Tree, heard the tree man’s voice clearly.
Gentle, tolerant, and with a hint of anticipation.
How, isn’t this different from the information he had gathered before?
Seeing that there was no sign of a fight from the other side, Angel, puzzled, directly delved into the tree man’s psyche through the will of the Mother Tree.
Although he couldn’t directly understand the tree man’s thoughts, through the means of the Mother Tree, Angel seemed to grasp the tree man’s psychological changes.
However, the more he understood, the stranger Angel felt.
He had previously determined that Gloria would definitely not get the tree man’s fruit. But if one really followed the psychological trajectory of the tree man, Gloria actually had a bit of hope.
And the source of this situation turned out to be the mushroom he had initially created for Gloria!
Who would have thought that the reaction of the mushroom’s toxins would end up being Gloria’s camouflage?
In the distance, Gloria also became somewhat sober, unable to satisfy her hunger, she was about to erupt, but hearing the tree man’s gentle tone, she paused for a moment, her eyes shifted, and she also retracted her about to erupt anger…
Watching the relatively peaceful conversation between Gloria and the tree man, Angel silently: “……”
From the current situation, it seems that there is no need to worry about Gloria for the time being.
Angel took a deep look at the distant scene and then disappeared from the spot.
As for whether Gloria could get the golden fruit afterward, Angel couldn’t be bothered to care anymore.
After vanishing from the woods, Angel did not continue to overlook the world from above but instead withdrew from the Wilderness of Dreams, returning to reality.
Soon after, Sanders and Rhine would cross worlds to arrive at the Tidal Realm. To avoid suspicion and not to disturb the other elemental creatures of the Green Forest Domain, Angel planned to temporarily leave this place in search of a suitable location, preferably an unnamed land, to open a dimensional passage.
Upon opening his eyes, what leaped into Angel’s view was the narrow space of the vine room and the painting of Nemeti gazing at the starry sky directly in front of him.
Stretching lazily, Angel stood up.
Glancing around, not far away, Nemeti was hanging on a protruding vine, her golden eyes obscured by a pale, translucent membrane.
It seemed that Nemeti had not yet awakened, probably still in communication with Rhine and the others in the New City.
Angel did not bother with Nemeti but instead walked out the door on his own.
The moment he pushed open the vine room door, Angel saw a shadow fly from outside onto his shoulder, it was Toby, who had been idly playing outside.
While chatting with Toby, Angel flew down from the top of the vine tower, landing in the Lost Forest.
Leaving the vine tower, the aura that Nemeti naturally carried tightly enveloped the Lost Forest.
This rendered the Lost Forest as tranquil as ever.
Without staying long in the Lost Forest, Angel directly left this oppressive area. Upon exiting the Lost Forest, Angel heard a familiar laughter.
“Tu la la la la~~ Little hand, what are you sighing about?”
“What Little Hand, I’m called Dangros, can’t you call me by my name! Alexander!”
“Dangros, you got it wrong yourself, it’s Parlysania, not some Alexander.”
“Cupid! I don’t need you to teach me, I know it’s Alexander!”
A mix of angry retorts and playful banter thus reached Angel’s ears.
Angel bypassed the dry deadwood forest, following the sound, and on a spacious plot of black earth, he saw that group of familiar companions.
Having not seen them for several days, he noticed that Cupid seemed livelier than before. Was it because he was not around, so there was no need to be deliberately serious? Dangros appeared the same as ever, blustering as usual, but there seemed to be a hint of melancholy in his eyes. Had something happened recently that made him sad? Or was Dangros feeling homesick?
As for Lobert and Speedling, there seemed to be no change. They had originally concealed their forms on the side, but as mature wind elemental creatures, their perception far exceeded that of Cupid and Dangros. They had detected Angel’s presence from a hundred meters away and had turned into a breeze to come to Angel’s side.
They did not inquire why Angel had been absent these past few days but, as always, Lobert quietly stood guard nearby, while Speedling turned into an invisible wind, swirling at Angel’s feet.
The disappearance of Lobert and Speedling finally aroused the curiosity of the two little sprites under the big tree.
“Where did they go?” Dangros looked around in confusion. Lobert and Speedling had just been blowing a gentle breeze nearby, so where had they gone now?
Cupid remained silent, not with a response but with closed eyes, attuning to the trajectory of the wind.
After a moment of silence, Dangros heard a disdainful snort of derision.
“Hmph, where else could he go but to meet that untrustworthy individual?” The speaker was the sole tree in the black soil, also the former gatekeeper of the Lost Forest, Parlysania.
Having been in Parlysania’s company lately, Dangros was well aware that this tone was directed at someone specific.
It was Angel!
A spark of recognition flickered in Dangros’ eyes, the previously clouded visage of worry seemed to clear instantly.
Unable to contain himself, he stood up from Parlysania’s branch, looking around: “Where? I don’t see him.”
“Really? Is our Little Hand eager to meet that great deceiver?” Parlysania looked askance, eyeing Dangros who stood on the branch.
Dangros wouldn’t admit it: “You’re mistaken, Parlysania. I am looking forward to meeting Lord Toby!”
Parlysania retorted, “Tu la la, I see right through you, Little Hand.”
Cupid then asked, “Why do you suddenly remember Parlysania’s name instead of calling it Alexander?”
Dangros replied, “…That’s not important.”
While Cupid conversed with Dangros, he also glanced around, eventually fixing his gaze in a certain direction.
Dangros followed Cupid’s gaze.
Emerging slowly from the mist was a figure.
Dangros recognized the newcomer instantly, his eyes lighting up with joy. It was indeed Angel!
Angel approached with a smile, greeting Dangros and Cupid.
Unaware of Dangros’ internal thoughts, Angel exchanged a few pleasantries before turning his attention to Parlysania.
He had learned from Lobert that shortly after his departure, Highness Lush had to leave for some reason, and since then, Parlysania had been keeping them company. Lobert and Speedling didn’t mind, but Parlysania’s company had made Dangros and Cupid somewhat more cheerful during this time.
“I appreciate your help these past few days.” Angel expressed his gratitude. After all, he was the one who had brought this group together.
Parlysania responded with a cold snort, which was as much acknowledgement as Angel would get. If not for Nemeti’s high regard for Angel, Parlysania wouldn’t have even bothered with that much.
Angel wasn’t too surprised by Parlysania’s coldness. After all, he had somewhat deceived Parlysania to meet Nemeti, which had left a lasting impression.
Feeling somewhat guilty, Angel naturally accepted Parlysania’s attitude.
After expressing his thanks a few more times, Parlysania finally deigned to respond, albeit only with noncommittal grunts and hums.
Chapter 2310 Overlooking the Scene <TOC> Chapter 2312 Haralenne