Farming in a Parallel World and Becoming a God
Chapter 295 - 238 First-rate Imagination Skills_1

Chapter 295: Chapter 238 First-rate Imagination Skills_1

"What do you mean ’casual folks aren’t allowed to enter’? This is Spring Bud, not your Summer Court. You need to get that straight." Before Gaven could speak, Maqi burst out. With a wave of her hand, the Yaling Warriors from Spring Bud Forest immediately gathered around, brimming with anger.

Maqi was a rare hot-headed figure among the Yalings, not giving face to anyone except Lord Virginia—including this half proprietor Gaven—so how could she possibly be courteous to a group of overstepping Summer Court warriors? While commanding the Yaling Warriors to squeeze inside, she shouted, "Are you done talking or not? We have a pile of matters waiting for Lord’s attention! That’s it for today!"

"If you continue this nonsense and disrupt the negotiations, don’t blame me for being impolite," the leading warrior of the Summer Court said sternly in anger.

It was also his first time encountering such a scene. As envoys of the Summer Court, no matter which territory they went to, they were always treated as honored guests, with great respect.

"Impolite? Go ahead, show me your impoliteness, ha... Acting all high and mighty as men of the Royal Court. To the uninformed, they might think this is the Summer Court!" Maqi mocked while giving Gaven a knowing look, signaling that now was his chance to slip inside.

Without needing Maqi’s hint, as soon as he was close enough, Gaven activated Fairy Step and leapt straight into the main hall.

This was the Dragon Oak Mother Tree, his home field.

Here, the effect of Fairy Step was several times stronger than elsewhere, the leap wasn’t a mere five meters, but ten meters.

The Summer Court warrior leader didn’t anticipate this move; as he turned to follow, Maqi grabbed him and said, "The conversation isn’t clear yet, where do you think you’re going?"

"Get out of my way." The Summer Court warrior leader, anxious and furious, shook her off forcefully.

Little did he expect, the moment he exerted force, Maqi let go intentionally, and his slap landed squarely on his opponent’s delicate face, leaving a handprint that rose visibly to the naked eye.

By reacting this way, it was as if she had poked a hornet’s nest. Without waiting for Maqi to speak, every Spring Bud warrior drew their twin blades.

"Hold back." The Summer Court warrior leader quickly stopped his subordinates. If they drew their weapons too, there would be no way to peacefully resolve the situation that day.

The Summer Court warriors were well-trained and obedient, suppressing the urge to draw their weapons even when facing a group that had already done so.

The Summer Court warrior leader forcefully contained his rage and said to Maqi, "I apologize, that was not intentional."

"You think you can slap someone and get away with an apology?" Maqi was unforgiving, insistent that the slap could not go unpunished.

"What do you suggest then?" the Summer Court warrior leader said, swallowing his anger.

"I don’t know, what do you think should be done?"

"Whatever you say," he replied.

"I also don’t know what to do."

Maqi was set on being stubbornly unreasonable. She wasn’t one of those adorable yet dim-witted Gnolls. Even if she had issues with the Summer Court warriors, they couldn’t really engage in a serious fight; that would lead to serious diplomatic tensions.

She was just trying to buy time for Gaven to cause trouble inside.

Humph, the relationship between Gaven and Lord Virginia was clear to everyone in Spring Bud Forest.

Although they hadn’t seen eye to eye with him before, compared to the arrogant Prince of the Court of Summer, like a proud little rooster.

Mr. Gaven was more to their liking, at least he was modest and polite, befitting Spring Bud Forest’s simple customs.

The most important thing is that they be free from selfish distractions and be united in heart with the people of Spring Bud Forest.

"Sorry, sorry, I didn’t realize there were guests. You continue, you continue, I’ll come back in a bit." Gaven’s apology lacked any sincerity.

Another’s personal guard stood in formation outside, shimmering conspicuously.

Now, he acted as though he had accidentally stumbled in, a clear fool’s ploy.

But some people enjoy being fooled. Lord Virginia’s frosty face broke into a smile as she said, "Since you’re here, come and have a seat. You’re not a stranger, after all. Let me introduce you. This is Prince Yagerweil from the Court of Summer.

This is the most honored guest of our Spring Bud Forest, the Legendary Carrier Bug Terminator, the Prince Elton Terminator, the Shaper of the Dragon Oak Dream Realm, the Enlightener of the War Giant Tree Mr. Gaven Nort. Without him, there would be no Spring Bud Forest today."

Ah, geez!

Upon hearing the string of titles bestowed by Virginia for himself,

Gaven couldn’t help but take in a sharp breath. What on earth was this woman up to?

Although these matters did indeed concern him, at most he played a significant role in them.

But the way Lord Virginia spoke, it seemed as though these grand achievements were all his own doing, or else impossible without him.

Then again, it seemed they really would have been impossible without him.

Uh!

The said Yaling Prince, Yagerweil, originally filled with rage and ready to reprimand Gaven for brazenly interrupting their meeting, found his anger suddenly trapped inside after Virginia’s introduction.

Forming an alliance with Spring Bud Forest was a whimsical idea of his.

Lord Virginia’s exotic charm had indeed captivated Yagerweil at first sight.

But what was most important was the War Giant Tree.

As long as he had that in hand, it meant not just a more stable position in the Summer Court, but the hope of expanding territories and establishing his own royal court.

Most of the Fae Race in the Fairy Wilderness were of the Everlasting Kind, especially the Lords attuned to their lands, who, though not daring to claim life and death with their domains, certainly lived far beyond the typical Yaling, with lifespans exceeding thousands of years being common.

And as a ruler over multiple territories, the lifespan of a King or Queen was even more prolonged, with ten thousand years being the norm.

Leaving aside the lifespan of his own mother, as a Yaling Prince, Yagerweil had already lived one thousand five hundred years.

From the current situation, he would remain a Prince for countless more years.

Not to mention that among his siblings, he was not even the most favored one.

The simplest way to obtain his own territory was still through marriage alliances or conquering new lands, taking back the lost territories from those Dark creatures.

In the Fairy Wilderness, such territories were far more plentiful than the lands held by the four great Royal Courts.

Virginia’s introduction made Yagerweil pay great attention to this man who seemingly appeared out of nowhere.

Half-Elf?

Having glimpsed Gaven’s appearance, Yagerweil’s brows immediately furrowed, his mind involuntarily filled with immense doubt.

Was Virginia pulling one over on him?

How could a Half-Elf gain the recognition of the War Giant Tree of Dragon Oak?

And how could a Half-Elf, not even a Transcendent, achieve what those Legendary Druids dared not even dream of?

Were the two conspiring to deceive him, or was the other party concealing a great depth of power, playing the fool to catch the wise?

Yagerweil couldn’t help but calm his mind, carefully perceiving Gaven’s condition.

The feedback he got only made him more confused.

As unfathomable as the sea.

It seemed as if he had become one with the War Giant Tree of Dragon Oak beneath his feet.

He was the War Giant Tree of Dragon Oak, and the War Giant Tree of Dragon Oak was him.

He was like a humanoid, walking Giant Dragon, his soul emanating a powerful dragon’s presence, identical to that of the War Giant Tree of Dragon Oak.

Could it be that the Half-Elf was merely a facade?

That he wasn’t a Half-Elf, but a Giant Dragon, a shape-shifted Giant Dragon, a powerful Giant Dragon of at least adult age.

If that were true, his strength could not be gauged by his current appearance.

With this explanation, everything became clear.

The Giant Dragon and the War Giant Tree of Dragon Oak naturally share a connection, achieving what Legendary Druids could not was no surprise—not a matter of ability, but of bloodline heritage.

No wonder why Lord Virginia’s wording had been so forceful earlier, utterly unconcerned even with threats of the Summer Court’s withdrawal—because he held an extraordinary card in his hand.

Perhaps his control over the War Giant Tree of Dragon Oak was beyond imagination.

Gaven’s subsequent actions made Yagerweil’s pupils shrink involuntarily.

He actually walked straight over to sit beside Lord Virginia.

In perfect cooperation, Lord Virginia shifted slightly, and the two of them sat together on the same chair, Gaven’s hand resting naturally on the slender waist of the Yaling Lord—a fluid motion.

No wonder the throne of the lord had seemed so awkward to him as he entered, with a seriously disproportionate scale.

It turned out that this lord’s throne was not meant for one person, but was a seat for two.

When sitting side by side, the arrangement was just right.

And it was easy to distinguish the primary from the secondary at a glance.

The side for Lord Virginia was slightly higher and set further back, obviously the chair of the primary.

The Half-Elf’s side was lower and more forward, marking the secondary position.

This arrangement was a concrete manifestation of the alliance between the two territories.

Not only had Spring Bud Forest crafted such a throne, but the one in the Dragon Oak Territory was the same, only with the primary and secondary positions reversed, Gaven holding the primary seat and Virginia the secondary.

While Yagerweil pondered over Gaven, Gaven was also sizing up this prince from the Court of Summer.

He was a typical Yaling male, slender and graceful, with a pale complexion devoid of facial hair—a creamy pretty boy, the very kind that high society ladies found most interesting and enjoyed toying with.

Yet, his flame-like long hair lent him an air of flamboyance, and his Yaling Armor was styled just like the Summer Court warriors outside.

The base was brilliant red, but adorned with gold trim, exuding nobility.

As a politician, he clearly wasn’t quite up to par, especially in subtlety, far outclassed by Lord Virginia.

Since his arrival, his minute facial expressions and gaze had changed several times.

From initial anger to disdain, then to scrutiny, and finally, he seemed to regard them with a mixture of awe and respect.

The first few reactions were understandable, but where had this sudden awe and respect come from?

Surely, he hadn’t been hoodwinked by the numerous titles Lord Virginia had assigned to himself?

If that were the case, the prince was truly making a tremendous blunder.

If Gaven could discern the thoughts of Prince Yagerweil, let alone Lord Virginia, who possessed the ability to influence others silently and discern their thoughts, he could easily understand the prince’s grave misunderstanding and then said, "Although I am still the lord of Spring Bud Forest, we have also accepted the protection of Lord Gaven. Therefore, I must decline your kind offer, Your Highness. Please convey to Queen Tianadela our wish from Spring Bud Forest. Since one hundred years ago, Spring Bud Forest has ceased to pledge loyalty to the Royal Court. From that moment on, we began to defend ourselves. This will has not changed to this day, nor will it change, unless Spring Bud Forest completely perishes and is reclaimed."

Lord Virginia spoke in a calm tone, but his words conveyed a firm stance.

Let alone marriage alliances, not even an alliance with the Royal Court would be entertained.

"I urge you, my lord, to reconsider carefully and not to cling to past hatreds, to turn a blind eye to the current crisis. The Black Mirror Kingdom has been mobilizing troops frequently of late, and has reached an agreement and signed a pact with the Ghost Witch Assembly in the marshes. Every sign indicates that their forces are aimed at Spring Bud Forest, and this time, they are deploying not only an army made up of Dark Servants and various evil members of the Fae Race, but also hundreds of Foul Giants and Cyclopes. By itself, Spring Bud Forest has no way to withstand such an assault. The moment you agree, tens of thousands of soldiers from the Summer Court will immediately come to assist Spring Bud Forest in its defense," implored Prince Yagerweil, not giving up and launching into another round of persuasion. However, his rhetoric was too vacuous to have convinced Lord Virginia in the first place, and certainly not now.