The southern part of Dandelion, which was used as a butcher's shop, was the upper reaches of the swamp.
A slow, muddy stream running through rotting conifers. Here, too, the byproducts of livestock farming are dumped into the stagnant swamp like a reservoir.
A slow, muddy stream running through rotting conifers. Here, too, the byproducts of livestock farming are dumped into the stagnant swamp like a reservoir.
The Nepenthes creatures that made the swamps their home would then eat the mess and dispose of it.
It could be said to be a truly eco-friendly food waste disposer.
“The Rediscovery of Nepenthes.”
“I guess it’s beneficial to the natural environment because it’s a plant.”
Peony agreed with my words.
Nowadays, in addition to the slaughtermen, there are few people in the butcher shop.
All the residents had gathered to see the miracle that I had boasted about.
My miracle required some preparation. First, I had the Knights of Punishment take care of the surroundings.
I cut down a nearby purple fir tree to get more sunlight, and to scare away the Nepenthes that roam the swamp.
But there was something wrong with the alchemical ingredients. There were no herbs, just a bunch of cut leaves, slaughtered beast bones, purple fir charcoal, and stinky mud. At first glance, it looked like forbidden black alchemy.
“Yes, Your Highness.”
Peony, who had heard in advance what was to be made, followed my instructions diligently.
So Peony poured the ingredients diligently, and I stirred the pot vigorously with a wooden spatula.
"Hmm..."
“What is it, Your Highness?”
“Something is missing.”
I was in deep trouble when I tried to activate alchemy.
But it didn't last long. As soon as I saw Peony's face, I had an epiphany.
“Oh, I remembered.”
“What is it?”
“Peony.”
"Yes?"
“You have ‘that’. Give it to me.”
“Ah, ahh!”
When I reached out my hand, Peony retreated hesitantly. However, she could not refuse her lord's orders.
Peony soon returned the item in question with a tearful face and a flustered look on her face.
“Eek, it’s Sir Agnito!”
A pink, advanced stamina potion fell into my hands.
It flowed mercilessly into the cauldron.
Peony felt a pang of resentment in her heart.
“You're going to energize a tree and use it for something. Hmmm.”
“Eek, it’s Sir Agnito!”
A pink, advanced stamina potion fell into my hands.
It flowed mercilessly into the cauldron.
Peony felt a pang of resentment in her heart.
“You're going to energize a tree and use it for something. Hmmm.”
“Don't cry. Tsk.”
"Yes."
Finally, the cauldron flashed and the mysterious alchemy was completed.
“Done. The high-nutrient potting soil is complete.”
I called the Knights of Punishment to move the clay.
In the midstream area where the flow ends, a pile of dirt was built and compacted firmly.
This completes the preparations.
Now it was time to do some serious salvation gardening in front of the villagers.
Peony whispered into my nervous ear.
“Your Highness, are you ready?”
“Huh... Yeah.”
“Remember. Your concept is the arrogance of the Third Princess, the exaggeration of Lord Redmon, and the lethality of Sir Agnito, okay?”
Image-making was a basic requirement for politicians. I clenched my fist.
I stood on the firmly packed soil and looked around.
The eyes of the Dandelion residents were watching me from all sides.
In fact, by this point, it had already received enough attention.
But I had just started shouting Alben's name in my head.
'Give me strength, Alben!'
I even memorized such a powerful spell, but I couldn't face Alben if I did it in a normal and ordinary way. If I was going to do it, I had to do it right.
“Listen, people of Dandelion!”
Whirl!
I stretched out my right arm, causing my robe to flap widely.
It was a precise movement, almost like drawing a sword.
“Yes, Savior!”
The residents of Dandelion responded enthusiastically. No matter what I said, they were ready to nod and cheer.
I chose my horse with a stern face. A self-consciously interested servant had to be good at provocation.
I opened my mouth with determination.
“Soon you will be praising me as you drink the waters of this swamp to your heart's content.”
"Yes?"
Indeed, the eyes of the Dandelion residents who saw me widened.
“You ask me back? Do you not trust me?”
“Oh, no! I believe it!”
In fact, this swamp is not only full of food waste but also human waste.
It was a place to process. The faces of the residents turned pale when they thought that they had to prove their faith by drinking that water.
I felt sorry and hurriedly took the branch of the World Tree out of my arms.
“Then let’s begin.”
I planted the branch straight into the ground. The Knights of Punishment and the Dandelion residents looked at me in wonder, wondering if I was trying to create a conqueror's flag.
Meanwhile, I squatted down, troweled the soil to make sure the branches stood upright and began to chant a magic spell.
After a while of seriously fidgeting in the air, I cast a spell. It was an aging spell.
For the world tree, which grows without limits to its lifespan, aging is no different from growth.
I was quite skilled in real-life gardening magic, so the results were immediate.
“Hey, look at that!”
“Wow!”
A bud sprouted from the branch and grew in volume in an instant.
The small sprouts soon grew into stems and transformed into woody tree trunks.
I was so startled by the rapid growth that I had to move away from the potting soil.
Soon, a single beautiful tree took root firmly on the potting soil.
It was so huge that if it had been a normal tree, you would have guessed its age as being around 500 years old.
The tree, with its majestic form like a zelkova tree and its white bark like a birch tree, looked like a giant land coral.
It was at that moment that the beautiful tree, despite its gloomy appearance, created a spectacular sight.
All branches sprouted fresh green leaves at the same time.
"Oh my God!"
It's too early to be surprised.
The World Tree that caught it immediately began to change the area into an environment that suited it.
The surrounding soil and swamps were purified. They were no different from sewage.
The muddy stream quickly turned into a clear stream and flowed gently.
It was a damp place where you felt like you would be dragged into an abyss if you stepped foot into it.
The swamp also had its soil and water separated. The dirty soil sank or melted away.
A swamp that soon becomes so clear that it appears shallower than it actually is.
The land, no, the lake, sparkled with emerald color.
“Whew, that was a success.”
I smiled happily as if I was lucky. But soon I came to my senses and changed my expression to a serious one again. And this time, I stretched out my arms to the left and right, making the robe flap more widely, and then said:
“Now, do you see? This is the miracle that I, the Savior, am giving you.”
The villagers, who had been gaping in horror, shouted out as if they were speechless.
“This is indeed our savior! The prophecy was right!”
“Oh, King of Humans and Homunculus!”
“I believe! I believe!”
It was a truly enthusiastic response. I was also quite intoxicated with pride at the time, so I was happy to enjoy the praise that poured out from all sides.
But the people of Dandelion were more faithful than I thought.
“Let’s name the lake after the Savior! Let’s engrave on the tombstone the name of Lake Evienrose, the Lake of Miracles and Salvation!”
“A tombstone is not enough! We must erect a statue of the Savior!”
“Good! It’s the Statue of the Goddess of Salvation!”
'Huh! That's a bit?!'
My modest identity crept up on me. Rejection washed over me. But I pulled myself together.
It worked well.
Whirlyrick!
I with my robe fluttering again, raised my head and said.
“Ha, you’re being too much of a show-off. This is standard for a savior.”
I pretended it was nothing and waved my
hand. I smiled, sweeping my bangs back. I lifted my head high.
My eyes seemed to be looking down on my opponent, while at other times they seemed to be looking down lazily at the floor.
That exquisite handling of the gaze was quite arrogant like Brigitte, but also charming like Michael.
So Peony, who was watching this, quickly gave a thumbs up and clapped her hands.
At that time, the village chief, Helione, came and asked quietly.
“Your Highness, if my guess is correct, this tree..."
“Yeah. That’s right. It’s the World Tree.”
“Oh my God. You gave us such a precious tree.”
It was not long before Helione's eyes became moist.
Just as I was trying to comfort him, Michael approached and reported that something was wrong.
“Your Highness, the Nepenthes monsters are unusual.”
“Oh, really? They’re coming?”
The expelled Nepenthes were swimming across the lake and approaching the World Tree.
Judging by the speed and momentum of their approach, they were full of the will to fight.
“The polluted monsters feel a threat to the very existence of the World Tree. But, just because something is clean doesn’t mean it’s always good for living things.”
“Yes. Understandably, you would hate it, since your habitat has completely changed. Anyway, I think we need to take action.”
“Yes. Put the safety of the residents first.”
“Understood. Punishment, all parties ready for battle!”
The Knights of Punishment responded to their commander's call and drew their weapons in unison.
But then it happened.
Shhh! Shhh!
Suddenly, tentacle roots rose from the water and began to strike the Nepenthes monster.
The attacking tentacles were fresh white tentacle roots, quite different from the black-green tentacles of the polluted Nepenthes.
The residents of Dandelion were bewildered by the sudden appearance of tentacles.
“What, what is it? Is this a power struggle between Nepenthes?”
“I don’t think so. The color is strange for a Nepenthes root.”
“I guess this is..."
Everyone's eyes were turned to the World Tree, which resembled a beautiful Zelkova tree.
The World Tree still boasts its grandeur and beauty, and sways in the wind.
The leaves were shaking. As I watched, my heart started to pound.
It was a peaceful sight. But it could not deceive people's eyes.
I opened my mouth in confusion.
“The roots of the World Tree were also tentacles?”
My eyes seemed to be looking down on my opponent, while at other times they seemed to be looking down lazily at the floor.
That exquisite handling of the gaze was quite arrogant like Brigitte, but also charming like Michael.
So Peony, who was watching this, quickly gave a thumbs up and clapped her hands.
At that time, the village chief, Helione, came and asked quietly.
“Your Highness, if my guess is correct, this tree..."
“Yeah. That’s right. It’s the World Tree.”
“Oh my God. You gave us such a precious tree.”
It was not long before Helione's eyes became moist.
Just as I was trying to comfort him, Michael approached and reported that something was wrong.
“Your Highness, the Nepenthes monsters are unusual.”
“Oh, really? They’re coming?”
The expelled Nepenthes were swimming across the lake and approaching the World Tree.
Judging by the speed and momentum of their approach, they were full of the will to fight.
“The polluted monsters feel a threat to the very existence of the World Tree. But, just because something is clean doesn’t mean it’s always good for living things.”
“Yes. Understandably, you would hate it, since your habitat has completely changed. Anyway, I think we need to take action.”
“Yes. Put the safety of the residents first.”
“Understood. Punishment, all parties ready for battle!”
The Knights of Punishment responded to their commander's call and drew their weapons in unison.
But then it happened.
Shhh! Shhh!
Suddenly, tentacle roots rose from the water and began to strike the Nepenthes monster.
The attacking tentacles were fresh white tentacle roots, quite different from the black-green tentacles of the polluted Nepenthes.
The residents of Dandelion were bewildered by the sudden appearance of tentacles.
“What, what is it? Is this a power struggle between Nepenthes?”
“I don’t think so. The color is strange for a Nepenthes root.”
“I guess this is..."
Everyone's eyes were turned to the World Tree, which resembled a beautiful Zelkova tree.
The World Tree still boasts its grandeur and beauty, and sways in the wind.
The leaves were shaking. As I watched, my heart started to pound.
It was a peaceful sight. But it could not deceive people's eyes.
I opened my mouth in confusion.
“The roots of the World Tree were also tentacles?”
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