This Lich Requests More Remuneration-Chapter 207 - 191 Entering the Emerald Dream Forest

Chapter 207: Chapter 191 Entering the Emerald Dream Forest

Chapter 207 -191 Entering the Emerald Dream Forest

Withered Rose had not replied to any messages, which worried Amberser a bit.

However, he couldn’t fly directly to Gloomyland to find her, so in the group chat, he simply mentioned it and asked Miss Bone Dragon to pay her a visit.

But Miss Bone Dragon had stated that she was also busy lately.

What could a bone dragon possibly be so busy with, to the point of having children?

Having no other choice, Amberser could only wait patiently for Withered Rose’s reply, hoping she wouldn’t get too excited when she saw her ancestor.

Amberser had also wanted Arthur Laine to keep doing business, to help him dig out some Gold Coin from Hake Stone, but the Heroic Spirit was too weak and had to enter the hourglass to sleep again.

Amberser had to temporarily give up the idea of exploiting a Saint and instead turn to planning his next move.

It would take at most a day’s voyage to reach the West Coast of the Emerald Dream Forest, where he would formally start negotiating with the Druids.

If it weren’t for the Fury Tide Kingdom insisting on sending an army to escort him, the moment Amberser set foot on shore, he would contact Katherine and Naomi to take the two girls and fly far away.

The Divine Artifact was already in his hands; lingering here served no purpose.

However, Airel had come along, and so Amberser couldn’t revert to his true identity, for if he did, the contract between the Silent Night Pirate Gang and the Fury Tide Kingdom would be voided, and the annual income of several million Gold Coin would vanish into thin air.

More importantly, if his identity were exposed, the Tide Fury Kingdom would definitely be at loggerheads with him, and Airel might immediately start fighting to the death against Amberser.

Therefore, he had to find a way to finish Monger Greyriver’s final act in the Emerald Dream Forest.

To make the Tide Fury Kingdom accept Monger Greyriver’s death or disappearance and not blame it on the Undead.

That was going to be somewhat challenging. The Druids wouldn’t go along with Amberser’s act, and in front of a group of Druids, proficient in natural magic, framing or framing up was exceptionally difficult. Whether it was faking the scene or a corpse, the Druids could easily spot the flaws.

“This is troublesome, how can Monger Greyriver die a glorious and reassuring death?”

Amberser pondered in the cabin until the ship docked without coming up with a foolproof plan.

Out of necessity, he could only transform back into the appearance of Monger Greyriver and appear at the bow of the ship.

Airel stood by his side, asking with concern, “How did you sleep? Have you recovered your spirit?”

Amberser nodded and said, “Thank you for your concern. I have mostly recovered.”

Airel asked again, “So what do we do now? We don’t have a good relationship with the Druids, nor do we have any way to contact them. Should we just send someone to deliver a message to the Druids?”

Since it was Amberser who proposed this visit, they naturally had to follow his arrangements procedurally.

Airel was now very aware: if her intelligence was no match for others, it was better to just obey.

“The Emerald Dream Forest has activated the Dreamweave Barrier; outsiders entering will only fall asleep. But don’t worry, if people can’t get in, their voices can. Open the ship’s Magic Array to give these Druids a bit of thunderous surprise,” he instructed.

At Amberser’s command, this giant warship of the Fury Tide Kingdom began to gather Mana, and violent thunder began to appear above the ship.

After brewing for a while, the thunderclap exploded, the sound enough to travel hundreds of kilometers.

Druids are highly sensitive to changes in nature, and with such fanfare, someone would quickly come to investigate. Then they could request a visit.

Airel, watching the thunder in the sky, couldn’t help but wonder if she could have come up with such a method had she been the envoy. Probably she would have thought of another way only after the messengers dispatched got lost in the forest. That’s the normal approach of the Children of the Storm.

This Monger Greyriver was as inept as she had been just a few days ago; how had he suddenly become so smart? Airel couldn’t figure it out; could it be that he’d been pretending for decades?

Could she also become a bit more intelligent?

Airel thought for a moment and then asked Amberser, “Have you been reading any books lately?”

Amberser casually replied, “I’ve been delving into the unofficial histories of the Laine Empire recently.”

That wasn’t untrue; the information he got from Arthur Laine was indeed more outrageous than unofficial histories.

“Oh, I see.”

Airel decided to go back and read some unofficial histories too; maybe that would make her smarter.

The thunder in the sky lasted nearly half the night, consuming most of the ship’s Mana, until finally, a group of Giant Eagles flew from the forest and landed on the coast in front of the ship.

These Giant Eagles transformed back into human form upon landing, revealing a group of Druids dressed in green Leather Armor and faces painted with colorful marks.

Observing them, Amberser concluded—these Druids were from the Moon Society.

Given their different understandings of nature, Druids belong to several schools, such as the Moon Society, the Earth Society, the Shadow Society, etc., with each society’s skills focusing on different areas.

The Moon Society is particularly proficient in Shapeshifting; they not only have more beast forms to choose from, but their abilities in those forms are also more powerful than those of other societies.

The group of Druids numbered eight in total, among them an old man who looked to be in his fifties or sixties approached and said with a warning tone, “Children of the Storm, return to your seas; the Emerald Dream Forest does not welcome the destructive thunder.”

After the old man finished speaking, the other Druids began to glow with a verdant light, seemingly ready for battle.

The Fury Tide Kingdom worships the Lord of the Storm, venerating destruction, while the Emerald Dream Forest worships the Father of the Oak, firmly siding with nature. The two are not mortal enemies, but the conflict in doctrines is quite clear.

Therefore, upon seeing the flag of the Fury Tide Kingdom, the Druids’ first reaction was that they had been invaded by enemies; it was natural for them to be ready for battle at a moment’s notice.

Airel gripped her hammer tightly, her body wreathed in lightning, also prepared for battle.

Amberser, however, patted her shoulder and said, “Don’t be nervous. The fact that they didn’t attack right away means there’s room to talk. Your agitation could escalate the conflict.”

Airel quickly reined in her thunder, now accustomed to following Amberser’s commands.

Amberser jumped down from the ship and slowly approached the group of Druids, while speaking, “The Father of the Oak once said, ‘All things are part of a cycle, a delicate and beautiful balance.’ Destructive thunder has also brought primitive life to the desolate seas; thunder too is part of nature. Elder, am I correct?”

The old Druid laughed coldly before responding, “You, a Child of the Storm, seem quite knowledgeable about the doctrine of the Father of the Oak. Aren’t you afraid of punishment from your deity?”

Amberser replied with a smile, “The greatness of the Lord of the Storm is beyond what we mortals can fathom, and just as the sea conceals profound depths, so does his wisdom. So there’s no need for me to worry about punishment or reward.”

“Child of the Storm, state your purpose,” the Elder Druid said. Although his expression was still unfriendly, his tone had relaxed somewhat.

The best way to bridge a gap with devout believers is to discuss doctrine with them. If you can articulate the contents of their doctrine and apply it aptly, you will generally earn their respect.

Amberser, who had lived for several centuries, didn’t dare claim to have mastered these divine doctrines, but he could confidently engage in a decent discussion about any deity mentioned.

This approach of discussing doctrine was very effective; the Druids’ favorability all went up by one, shifting from hostility to caution.

Amberser calmly said, “I am Monger Greyriver, the commander of the Fury Tide Kingdom’s fleet. Elder, may I ask your name?”

“I am Saress.”

The Druid Elder seemed vaguely familiar with the name Monger Greyriver, suspecting the authenticity of this commander status.

Amberser explained, “Elder Saress, I am here on behalf of the Fury Tide Kingdom to visit the Emerald Dream Forest. However, I heard that you had raised the Dreamweave Barrier, so I had no choice but to send a message in this rather conspicuous manner. But rest assured, not a single tree has been harmed.”

“A visit?” Saress was confused by Amberser, with relations so strained between the two, what was there to visit about.

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Amberser also knew that this request sounded strange, so he continued to explain, “Elder Saress, wasn’t the Dreamweave Barrier of the Emerald Dream Forest created because of Laine’s rapid expansion? You should know that our Fury Tide Kingdom and Laine are archenemies. Now the entire continent is in turmoil; there’s no longer any possibility of remaining unaffected.”

“Just as a forest needs the gathering of countless trees to take shape, so does a nation. I represent the Fury Tide Kingdom on a diplomatic mission to the Emerald Dream Forest; I’m actually hoping to ease the tensions between our two lands. At the very least, we could exercise restraint in any upcoming war. Of course, if we can cooperate more deeply, that would be even better.”

Saress listened and it seemed to make some sense, but he was still reluctant to believe it.

The Fury Tide Kingdom seeking an alliance? This did not fit with the Children of the Storm’s usual way of doing things.

But this was not a decision that he, a tribal elder, could make alone; he had to report it to the Oak Council, and let those Grand Druids decide.

Not wanting to delay, Saress said to Amberser, “Then please wait here while I report this immediately.”

The druids came quickly and left just as fast, transforming into Giant Eagles and flying into the dense woods.

Such abilities were truly enviable. The druids’ ability to shapeshift into beasts could adapt to almost any environment, and their bodies during shapeshifting were independent of their original form. A druid transformed into a grizzly bear would remain unharmed even if you chopped the bear to pieces; the druid would simply revert to human form unscathed after the shapeshifting effect was broken.

At that moment, you’d understand why druids are also a spellcasting class; the power of their natural magic should not be underestimated.

Whether it was because of his status as Commander Monger Greyriver, Amberser did not wait long before Elder Saress reappeared with good news.

Saress handed Amberser several vine-woven bracelets and said, “The Grand Druids invite you into the Emerald Dream Forest; you may bring a few followers. As long as you wear these bracelets, you won’t be affected by the Dreamweave Barrier. However, the natural power infused in the bracelets will also influence the mana in your bodies. If you cast spells without permission, the bracelets will be destroyed.”

This was the Emerald Dream Forest’s safeguard; wearing the bracelets granted entry to the forest but effectively sealed off spellcasting abilities.

This restriction included all forms of mana; even paladins wouldn’t be able to use Holy Slash. If the bracelets broke, you’d fall asleep immediately, putting yourself at the utmost disadvantage.

Without a second thought, Amberser donned the bracelets, and indeed, he felt a hazy natural energy enveloping him, resting on the surface of his body. Normal movements did not affect this natural power, but the moment he tried to draw upon mana, the energy would shatter like a soap bubble.

Seeing Amberser put on the bracelets without hesitation, Saress’s attitude toward him improved significantly; at least he could see Amberser’s sincerity.

Guided by Saress, Amberser and Airel, accompanied by a few followers, entered the woods.

But upon entering the barrier, Amberser had a strange feeling.

It should have been a forest brimming with natural forces, yet there was an odd scent, an evil, corrupt stench of decay and darkness.

It was very faint, and had Amberser not been particularly sensitive to such energies, he might not have noticed it at all.

Amberser thought to himself, “It’s over; Katherine’s cursed premonition has come true again. Why is there trouble every place I go?”