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(Walson)
In a mysterious realm, a gigantic lush tree... and a slightly ethereal female voice.
# Sob - sob - sob - you actually left a writing on me #
"I've already been kind to you by not carving on you, you should be feeling grateful! From now on, important matters should be discussed first!" I put the brush in my hand back into my inventory and looked at the turtle I had drawn on the tree trunk.
Originally, I wanted to draw a Creeper, but then I realized it wouldn't be appropriate to draw a creature that resembles a dick on a girl... Hm....Miss Nakula is a girl right?
.... Probably
"Oh, by the way, Miss Nakula, there's something else." I spoke up and reached into my pocket... and pulled out the sleeping thing inside.
Thing... no, it was a small creature about fifteen centimeters long, wearing a white dress with four crystal-clear wings hanging from its back, and beautiful chestnut-colored hair...
She looks just like a loli.
"Zzzz..." A voice emerged from the loli, similar to Miss Nakula... but why is she snoring!?
# Ah - has she already come out? - My - Forest Maiden... #
"What the hell!? Isn't this your daughter!?" I cursed.
When you gave me this seed, I thought it was some kind of edible vegetable! You have no idea how happy... no, shocked I was when she suddenly turned into a loli, right!?
# Ah - to some extent - The Forest Maiden is my half-self - it takes a thousand years to give birth to an individual - in our tree spirit clan... #
Fine, fine, she talks too much, let me summarize it for everyone.
The potted plant is a split body of Miss Nakula, although she doesn't inherit any memories from Miss Nakula, which means she's nothing more than a newborn baby apart from sharing the same genes with Miss Nakula.
...So that's why she's so useless, right? This loli just sleeps all day, even during battles.
# No - honored savior - The personality of the Forest Maiden is closely related to the cultivator #"
"Get to the point."
# Loving to sleep - is an attribute - of the honored savior. #
"..."
Wait a minute, are you saying that because I'm useless, the potted plant is also turned into useless!?
Bullshit! I don't love sleeping so much! And I definitely don't sleep like a pig!
And besides, I'm very useful, right? I'm very useful, right? I don't just laze around and do nothing!
# Perhaps - it's an inherited trait - from the honored savior... #
"Do you have to phrase it that way!? It sounds like she's my child!" I started waving my hands up and down, holding the potted plant.
After shaking her for more than a minute, the potted plant yawned with sleepy eyes, woke up, and stared blankly at the ground... Isn't she going to vomit? Doesn't she feel nauseous from all that shaking!?
I let go of my hand, expecting her to flap her wings and start flying, but she just fell straight down, landing on the floor with a thud... and fell asleep again.
"Hehehe... it's called the Little Potted Plant, right?" Laughter rippled in my heart... If only her personality wasn't so hopeless.
She seemed to use some kind of magic, and the rustling leaves and branches emitted a faint green light, slowly drifting down like snow, creating a dreamlike and bizarre scenery around me.
The potted plant floated in mid-air, becoming the center of the gathering and dispersing light. She, who had been somewhat transparent before, gradually became clear.
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...
When I regained my senses, I was still standing in front of Miss Nakula, as if the strange scene just now hadn't happened.
There was some movement in my pocket, and the potted plant was still sleeping inside, but the only difference was that her body had changed from being semi-transparent to solid.
And for some reason, I had a seed in my hand.
"...She became solid... What are these?"
# Hehehe - they're seeds - of various interesting plants - The one with brown markings - is the seed of the 'Sensory Sharing Leaf.' - As for their use - you can explore them yourself - You're so young - hehehe... #
...I don't understand what she's saying, never mind.
In summary, let's summarize the information I obtained this time.
First, about the Hero... I have no idea where to start looking, so let's forget about it.
Should I go visit the Western nations? No way, I'm a [Villager] born in the Eastern Nations, going there would be asking for trouble!
Not to mention the tense international situation. Even if I won't be mistaken for a spy and arrested, that Hero, I don't know what kind of person he is, should I even go and meet him. He might not listen to me and just swing his sword, turning me into minced meat!
Even though I know the world is facing a crisis... Isn't handling this sort of threat what the Hero is for? That guy should be able to save the world.
And then, although I really don't want to, it seems we have to go to Chesaatla.
According to Miss Nakula, that's where the Flame Labyrinth is located.
Just to clarify, I confirmed with Miss Nakula that the Guardian do reside in the labyrinths. Lady Ryulong is the Guardian of Water that lives in the "Flowing Purgatory: Labyrinth of Water," while Miss Nakula is living in the "Hidden Forest: Labyrinth of Nature."
...Miss Nakula, your labyrinth doesn't even give people the sense that it's a labyrinth! There's no intention to lead people to the end at all!
As for the other labyrinths, Miss Nakula said she's not quite sure... but she said that the Lumin labyrinth is called the "Coexistent World: Labyrinth of Light".
Getting back on track, so my next destination is the "Genesis of Civilization: Labyrinth of Flame"...
Even though I don't want to be the one to save the world, and I can't do it anyway, I at least want to know what's happening so I can be more secure...
After all, a typical [Villager] like me is completely clueless about what's going on and disappears when a "tragedy" suddenly occurs in the script.
I want to at least have the ability to protect the people and things around me, I think.
When we finished our conversation and stepped out of Miss Nakula's barrier, it was already getting dark.
Wasn't it just morning when we entered!? Does time flow slower in the labyrinth or something!?
"It's truly... astonishing." Barella remained in a dazed state, simply commenting like that.
This girl has been like this since we entered, even when I talked about Lady Ryulong... or maybe seeing something in person is different?
"Hey, Barella,I have a question. Why did Miss Nakula initially call you the 'Vassal of The Wind'? Are you the Vassal of The Wind's? What does the Guardian of The Wind look like?"
I remembered Miss Nakula's first words upon seeing Barella... but then she said she saw it wrong.
"I'm not sure about the Vassal of The Wind and such..." When I mentioned it, Barella snapped back to attention and blinked, "But when it comes to our Braatio's original belief, the Guardian of The Wind is probably Lord Dokain, the Giant God of Wisdom."
"What does that have to do with you being the Vassal of The Wind?" I asked in confusion.
"In my hometown, there's a legend about an elven hero from a hundred years ago. He went through countless trials, both physical and mental, and in the end, he was chosen by Lord Dokain, receiving a second [Elf Weapon]. But instead of being called the 'Vassal of The Wind,' he was called the 'Chosen One.'" Barella explained.
...
"So it's probably because she saw my equipment that she said that." Barella nodded thoughtfully, "Based on that, it's highly likely that the Guardian of The Wind is Lord Dokain..."
...I didn't really pay attention to what Barella said after that because I fell into a state of shock... and a bit of panic.
We had just eaten seafood chowder made from ingredients that had been [Elvenised] last night... Does this mean that I had accidentally created a "Chosen One" that surpasses the original "Chosen One" by using milk?
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