The Druid Who Swallowed Mother Nature - Chapter 54



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Episode 54. Special Crops (1)

“It’s the real thing. Thank you for your hard work.”

Colin completed a quick check and retrieved the blade knuckles.

That thing will now rot away in the vaults of the Tower for the rest of its life.

The future of becoming infamous as the weapon of Buggy Vile is gone.

He would never show himself to the world again.

‘It’s a shame, but it’s better than having it fall into the hands of another guy.’

The power of Einsiedel’s blade knuckles was equally dangerous.

A decisive weapon that destroys the aura of the enemy it collides with.

It was no exaggeration to call it a nightmare on the battlefield.

It would be better to seal it unless I was going to use it.

“The stuff and you are fine, so what happened to the mercenaries from Madhouse?”

“I knocked it down.”

Colin’s mouth fell open.

“… … You killed that monster? You?”

“I didn’t say I killed him.”

Whenever I think about it, I click my tongue in regret without realizing it.

The opportunity to take the life of a defenseless man won’t come easily.

I felt bad that I had missed such a great opportunity.

“Because he’s a guy who doesn’t die.”

He’s probably going crazy and freaking out right now.

I did leave a bullet as a gift… … but it wasn’t enough.

“You’re not going to die?”

“Yes, do you know that he is immortal?”

“I know, I know.”

A person who does not die.

It’s an absurd story.

But what makes this so compelling is the name Madhouse.

“He’s the closest one to him.”

The Madhouse does not accept beasts that are only strong.

What makes the mad dog in the madhouse scary is not its overwhelming physical specs or its beastly instincts.

“Even if you die, you will come back to life. You will become stronger.”

It was easy to associate it with the mid-bosses of many games.

A multi-phase gimmick where you are resurrected and become stronger when you die.

It was an innate ability he possessed.

***

“Ahem ahem.”

Madhouse’s shadow queen, Bianca Melbrick, was in a good mood.

The eyes, which are raised like a cat’s, gently lower down and the thin lips draw a delicate line.

The footsteps of the runner kicked the ground and bounced.

“My dear babies. You have finally found your true owners.”

In the palm of his hand, where black smoke was gathered, various objects appeared and disappeared repeatedly.

None of the objects changing in the smoke were of the same type.

These are auction items taken from an auction.

It was a collection that was pleasing to just look at.

“But why isn’t he contacting me?”

The elation that seemed to pierce the sky soon subsided when I thought of my colleague.

Both my status as a newbie and my personality as someone who is called a crazy dog.

I felt anxious because there was no contact.

“There’s no way he could have failed.”

It’s an easy job, just cleaning up a few bugs.

Even if the pursuers of the magic tower had been chasing them, it would only have added to the trouble.

But why is it so late?

Bianca headed to the trading place.

If he couldn’t overcome his nature and caused an accident, it was to track down the traces.

“… …What is he doing?”

The chase was over in an instant.

It just appeared before my eyes, without any need to use my discernment.

“Is that really crazy?”

The surrounding area was a mess.

The road was carved like a rugged mountainside, and the storm that arose from human bodies did not allow outsiders to invade.

Her colleague, Buggy Byle, was running wild.

It was a fierce fight so intense that it made my skin tingle.

Indeed, his skills were worthy of recognition.

The fact that the opponent was actually the sky was a blot.

“It looks like you took some medicine.”

Bloodshot eyes, drooling lips, and incomprehensible behavior.

It was a sight I had often seen from other colleagues at Madhouse.

“There’s no way he would do something like that.”

He was a guy who took terrible care of his body.

Because you have to be in optimal condition for any battle at any time or something like that.

Given Buggy Vile’s nature of trusting and cherishing his own body more than anyone else, the possibility of him using drugs was low.

“What is going on… … .”

Bianca stared at him and snapped her fingers.

“… … I guess you can just ask him directly.”

Boom!

A shadow rose from the buggy’s feet and struck the back of his head.

Buggy’s body immediately collapsed from the sudden blow.

“Ouch.”

“Are you coming to your senses now?”

Buggy got up, clutching the back of his head.

His blurry eyes gradually came into focus.

He asked, looking at the four pillars of destiny.

“What the fuck? Where the hell did that kid go?”

“I don’t know who you’re talking about, but you’re the only one here.”

“… … What the hell are you talking about? I was fighting with that kid the whole time.”

“You clearly told me that you were doing gymnastics alone under the moonlight. Or do you think I’m lying?”

There was a large gap in perception between the two.

Buggy, still reeling from the aftermath of battle, could not accept his opponent’s claims.

“Don’t be ridiculous. We were fighting until you hit the back of my head!”

“Then where did he go?”

“… … Well. He’s unlucky but talented, so did he run away after seeing you?”

“Speak sense.”

Bianca laughed and thought for a while with her arms crossed.

Although not as much as Buggy, she was also a total idiot when it came to using her brain.

Still, after thinking about it, I was able to come up with some guesses.

“I was drugged. This is what it looks like.”

“approximately?”

“I don’t know what kind of drug it was because I didn’t see the moment it happened. I think it was something like hallucinations, auditory hallucinations, and sensory disturbances. That’s why the enemy ran away a long time ago, but you were the only one running wild.”

“No, there was no time for that. That kid had good instincts, but his body was weak. If he had been pricked with a needle or something, I would have known right away.”

“Then, isn’t it possible that some kind of mental magic was used? If you had that kind of skill, you would be at the level of the Dean of Magic Tower.”

As the wind blew, there was something stuck to the shoe.

A bouquet of red petals, could it have something to do with it?

The moment Bianca’s brow furrowed, Buggy muttered in frustration.

“… … Ha, anyway, it wasn’t me fighting that kid, it was me shivering from the flu by myself, right?”

“Yeah. You probably lost your blade knuckles in the meantime. You’ve been through a lot.”

To summarize, it would be like this.

Buggy, whose pride was hurt, raised his fist with a distorted face, then fell down.

“… … Ah, damn it.”

“Why is that?”

“This son of a bitch left me a present.”

The bug bit my temple.

The bullet, crushed between two fingers, was pulled out along with blood.

“I’ve lost too much blood. Are you sure you’re okay?”

A laughter escaped from between the parted lips in response to the ominous content.

My vision was blurred.

This time it wasn’t anything like drugs.

His once pure white skin had turned pale and he was covered in cold sweat.

How many hours did I move around alone?

Two hours? Three hours?

Although the rest were just abrasions, the gunshot wound to the temple was oozing blood.

Even with a monstrous body, there was no answer to the lack of blood.

“That’s too bad. Should I just bury it and go?”

“Shut up and wait a minute.”

Buggy gave a vague reply and closed his eyes.

Bianca could feel his heart stop.

“oh.”

There was a moment when I thought I should bury him in the ground and give him a hard time.

A change occurred in Buggy’s body.

It was as if time had been fast-forwarded.

The short limbs became longer as if someone had pulled them, and the muscles twitched and swelled up hard.

The neutral impression was transformed into an angular, masculine young man.

When Buggy opened his eyes again, he was a completely new person.

“Ugh, how old are you this time? I can’t get used to you suddenly getting so long and thin.”

Buggy moved his body as if the machine was creaking, as if he had a strange sense of smell.

“I couldn’t attend the entrance exam so I only heard about it, but it’s amazing to see it in person. Is it like magic?”

“I said it’s my constitution.”

“You’ve already blown two of them? Once during the entrance exam, and once more now. Your lifespan isn’t infinite, so what can you do if you feel sorry for them?”

“Hehehe, that’s too bad.”

After a while, Buggy, who had adapted to his grown body, got up from his seat.

“My body was starting to feel its limits. I just need to repay the debt of my life.”

“You killed the member who was in charge of the entrance test? Could you have let him off a little better? He was a normal person who could at least talk.”

“If you killed me, that bastard should die too. Don’t you know equivalent exchange?”

Buggy clenched his fists together in front of his chest.

The pressure from the fists clashing spread in concentric circles, kicking up sand dust.

“So I’m going to kill that bastard who killed me today. Definitely.”

***

The request was completed successfully.

The money was to be deposited into my account through an intermediary.

Having successfully completed the quest to defeat the formidable enemy known as Madhouse, my relationship with the Magic Tower has also improved.

In all this harvest, others besides me had a large share.

“Thank you for the artifact you created. Things went well. Thank you.”

“It was nothing.”

They say praise makes even a whale dance.

Sage turned his head and pinched my cheek.

It was an action to hide the corners of the mouth that were giggling.

“By the way, what do you have in your hand, sir?”

Sage barely managed to suppress his laughter and changed the subject.

“It’s a stone.”

“A stone?”

Like Colin, the reaction was one of incomprehension.

“Hey, Chief? Is that your hobby?”

“No, I have a use for it.”

“Is that the setting?”

“……setting?”

“It’s okay, I don’t care what hobbies you have.”

What are you talking about?

Sage nodded as if he knew everything.

I felt secretly upset.

“Your teacher said the same thing. Do you have any bad memories of the chief?”

“There was a lady who lived in the neighborhood who would feed and water rocks and talk to them. Isn’t that a hobby?”

“… … You’re bringing up such an extreme example.”

That’s not a hobby, it’s a mental illness.

I shook my head and headed towards the World Tree’s garden.

Lush green grass welcomed me.

The sight of colorful colors, enjoyed away from the gray cityscape, was a delight to behold.

It was time to give presents to these children.

In other people’s eyes, I am just a useless stone.

“The luminous stones are placed in the World Tree’s garden!”

“The lack of light in the garden is supplemented!”

“Crop growth rate increases!”

“Wetstones are placed in the World Tree’s garden!”

“The moisture lacking in the garden is replenished!”

“Crop health is improved!”

“The festival stones are placed in the World Tree’s garden!”

“A small electric current flows through the garden!”

“Crops develop resistance to pests and diseases!”

“There are more than three deployed structures!”

“As a reward, you will be able to harvest a special crop for sure on your next turn!”

As expected.

‘In a past message, it said that you could place structures in the garden.’

It’s a kind of decoration function.

I was wondering what kind of structure I could put in my garden, so I found it at an auction and decided to take action.

‘I guess that’s why it was treated as trash in the game.’

It is a stone that is intended for use in gardens.

Since its purpose is unclear, it can only be used for chief purposes.

“Hmm, it seems like something has changed.”

The garden was also a playground for spirits.

The spirits danced in joy at the changed environment.

Sage had a mysterious expression on his face, as if he had sensed Mana’s movements.

“But there were other deliveries besides these.”

“It was there.”

Actually, that was the highlight.

“Bring it.”

Peeeeek!

“oh!”

The watchman’s falcon flew up, summoned from the tattoo on his chest.

Sage pointed at the guy in surprise.

“Where did he come from?”

“My chest. It usually stays on my body as a tattoo.”

“I thought they kicked me out of the house because I was so noisy.”

“no way.”

I thought you weren’t going to ask about my whereabouts. Were you making such a sinister guess?

Bye!

After a while the watchman returned with two strands of plant roots on each foot.

“long time no see.”

Sage greeted curtly.

The watchman went one step further.

Because he just looked at me and laughed and went back to his tattoo.

“That’s it!”

I gave her the item I had received with a bitter smile.

“It’s a gift.”

“… … A gift?”

“This is something that will help you, like I told you before.”

“What is this?”

“Elixir.”

“omg!”

Hwayangcho and Suumcho.

Although each of these had good effects, taking them together was an elixir that allowed one to receive even purer mana.

Sage, startled, looked at me and wiggled his fingers in front of his chest.

That’s because they know the value of elixir.

Actually, because of this, my pockets were emptied as I was caught gambling.

“This is a favor to you, so don’t decline.”

“……yes yes.”

Sage, who had been advised a third time, could no longer hide his joy.

I felt the warmth of the hands I was holding.

Her flushed cheeks were showing her emotions on the outside, unable to control them.

“Hey, what should I do with this?”

“Chew it and swallow it. Be careful, it tastes bitter.”

Even without any special processing, her talent will be well received.

Sage put his hand on his heart and tried to calm his excitement.

Looking at her like that, I felt a sense of regret.

Why is this happening all of a sudden?

I could have taken one, but why did you give me two?

or not…….

“ah.”

“Why, why?”

I caught the sage.

“Can you give it back?”

“……yes.”

Sage, who had made some mistake, became sullen and held out his hand with a dark expression.

“No, that’s not it.”

I’m not trying to steal it with a bad symbol.

“I’m going to plant these in my garden and grow them again.”

“……yes?”

I realized what was bothering me.

Harvesting of special crops.

It was a reward for the placement of the structure.