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Chapter 263 - 263 262 Saibans Request

Chapter 263: Chapter 262 Saiban’s Request Chapter 263: Chapter 262 Saiban’s Request Unfortunately, no matter how loudly Russell shouted, he could not disturb the sleep of the Saiban Fairy. Instead, it was the Little Dream Dragon who casually blew out two thick plumes of smoke from its nostrils and woke the Saiban Fairy.

“Hee hee hee hee hee…” a tinkling laugh emerged from the Saiban Fairy’s mouth. Just like before, upon awakening, it immediately entered its Dream Clone, as if entering one’s own home with casual ease.

Its six leaf-like wings fluttered gently, flickering and dancing in front of Russell.

This laughter was quite infectious; it had already caused the Little Dream Dragon to start giggling and take flight as well, but Russell managed to resist the laughter.

“Saiban, we meet again,” he said.

The Saiban Fairy ceased its laughter, seemingly silent for a moment. Then a breeze began to blow, and vague whispers reached Russell’s ears.

It was not any known language, but Russell could understand it.

“It is rare for someone to see me again, Russell Fluorescent Fungus, you, the Knight on the Great Dragon, why are you so unique and fortunate?”

“Is that so? I feel we will meet again a third time, a fourth, and countless times more,” Russell said with a smile.

With such an interesting Fairy for a neighbor, and one that could freely offer incredible creations like Fruits of Excellence, he was not about to let it go.

He would not stop until he had sheared every bit of wool from the Saiban Fairy.

The Saiban Fairy fell silent again. After a long while, just when Russell thought it might run away, the low murmur of the Snow Forest arose once more.

“Each meeting is fated; the will of the Snow Forest must not be violated, but the Knight’s fortune is also worthy of respect,” the Saiban Fairy said as it stilled its form, its bean-sized eyes fixed on Russell. “But if you wish to receive the blessing of the Snow Forest again, you must pay an equal price.”

“Is that so.” Russell nodded, understanding.

As an embodiment of the will of the Snow Forest, the Saiban Fairy would certainly not offer its services to Russell for nothing. Making a deal was the way to go.

He spoke, “Then, Saiban, I was very pleased with the Fruit of Excellence you gave me before. The Whisper of Fantasy Beasts was a big help. But there’s one flaw: the Whisper of Fantasy Beasts never stops, sometimes disturbing my peace. I’d like to fix this problem.”

Upon hearing this, the Saiban Fairy suddenly manifested a tiny plant with four symmetrically rounded leaves in its hand.

“The blessing of the Snow Forest, the Lucky Four-leaf Clover,” whispered the voice.

Just when Russell thought the Saiban Fairy would hand over the Lucky Four-leaf Clover to him, the Fairy only tore off one of its leaves.

It gently handed the leaf to Russell’s plump little hand.

The low murmur sounded again: “Eat this leaf of the Lucky Clover and the Whisper of Fantasy Beasts will gain a lucky attribute, henceforth you will hear only those whispers of Fantasy Beasts that are useful to you… but fortune is always relative, and maybe you’ll lose more than you gain.”

“This…” Russell hesitated.

But thinking about the incessant babble of the Glowlight Scorpions and the hodgepodge at the gathering place of Fantasy Beasts, he decisively chose to eat the leaf: “I am never greedy; a few Fantasy Beasts that suit me are enough.”

After finishing it, his mouth was full of the taste of fresh grass.

Russell swallowed and looked again at the Saiban Fairy’s hand, where there were only three leaves left on the Lucky Four-leaf Clover.

The Saiban Fairy seemed to sense his gaze. Its leafy wings shivered, and the Lucky Four-leaf Clover disappeared.

Russell coughed, “So, Saiban, now that I’ve eaten the Lucky Four-leaf Clover, what price do I need to pay?”

If the price was too high, it might be better to chop down the Snow Forest and use it as firewood.

The Saiban Fairy backed away towards the trunk of a spruce tree, pressed itself against it, and blended into it as though melting away, merging silently with the tree.

Only the low murmur of the Snow Forest continued: “This Snow Forest can no longer bear my presence, Russell Fluorescent Fungus; I see your brilliant future and hope you will sow some acorns, to grow a forest of oak trees, that will be my…”

Its voice gradually became vague, a faint echo within the Dream Clone.

“That will be the extension of my new will, I am the will of the Snow Forest that does not yield to severe cold, and I am also the yearning of the oak forest for warmth,”

After the last word sounded, the Dream Clone fell completely silent.

In the snow camphor tree before him, there were also no traces of magic light, apparently, the Saiban Fairy had hidden away again.

“Saiban!” Russell called out, but there was no response.

He thought for a moment and asked Unicorn Polly in his mind, “Did you understand? It wants a new home.”

“That’s normal, Russell. I don’t like the cold snowfield either,” Polly replied matter-of-factly.

“But it’s different, it is a collective of the free will of the Snow Forest, and now it’s about to abandon this piece of the snow forest!” It was hard for Russell to imagine why Fairy Saiban would make such a choice, “The key point is, as the will of the Snow Forest, it can actually abandon the Snow Forest!”

Such an operation, in Russell’s view, was like a kind of… possession.

Polly said, “But you’ll help it, right?”

“Of course.” Russell nodded, “The cost isn’t great, it’s just a small request from Saiban.”

Russell, who was about to have a separate and warm place, would certainly not be stingy about growing an oak forest to make a home for the Saiban Fairy.

In fact, he planned to plant the oak forest near his future castle.

That way he could often keep company with the Saiban Fairy, fostering their relationship and shearing more wool—at least the three leaves left of the Saiban’s Lucky Four-leaf Clover were bound to tantalize Russell.

Probably having a hunch about Russell’s covetousness, Fairy Saiban had offered the leaves of the Lucky Four-leaf Clover in advance for him to consume.

“Anyway, finding Saiban this time should have successfully resolved the drawbacks of the Distillate Fruit… I won’t have to hear irrelevant fantasy beast whispers anymore,” Russell said, but he also knew that this would inevitably cause him to miss out on many fantasy beasts.

But fantasy beasts were no longer his urgent need, this loss was insignificant, the important thing was not to hear the Quiet Glow Scorpion’s incessant ‘eat eat eat eat’ anymore.

“So from now on, let’s change the fantasy beast whispers to… lucky whispers.”

…

The next day.

The world felt serene, and for the entire day, Russell toured his land with Red-eyed Rat King Jerry and Kevin the Gold and Silver Wolfhound.

But this time, or rather this day, he didn’t hear a single whisper from Jerry or Kevin.

No lucky incidents occurred, and Russell might never hear Jerry or Kevin’s whispers in his lifetime again.

“Actually, thinking about it, Fairy Saiban is right, luck is only relative…” Perhaps it was too quiet all day, but Russell found himself somewhat missing the occasional fantasy beast whispers, which at least allowed him to more accurately grasp the dynamics of befriending fantasy beasts.

But he chuckled soon after.

The private whispers of Jerry and Kevin were just meaningless clamor, it really made no difference whether he listened or not. If he wanted to know what Kevin was thinking, he could just ask Eric; if he wanted to know what Jerry was thinking, he would naturally be aware after forming a contract in the future.

Just as his father, Baron Roman, had said, contracting with fantasy beasts wasn’t difficult; beat them up, let the beast know pain, and it would naturally want to make a contract.

There was no need for the mind games he played with Polly.

Just then, Jerry suddenly ran over, chirping at Russell and frantically gesturing with his front paws.

It took Russell a while to understand: “Are you saying, the Sentinel Rat Squad, they’ve found a Snow Ghost?”

“Chirp chirp!” Jerry nodded repeatedly.

Russell’s expression turned serious at once, calling out to his servants, “Ram, prepare my armor… Fox, go to the market square and inform the knights, a Snow Ghost has invaded the border of our territory, quickly get ready and assemble at the Cigar Courtyard!”