The Druid Who Swallowed Mother Nature - Chapter 89



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Episode 89. What should I do with this?

The building had no walls.

The roof, decorated in a style reminiscent of ancient temples throughout the Mediterranean, was supported by sparse beams.

The cognitive impairment phenomenon stopped working properly the moment we got through the maze.

Inside, a concentrated light illuminated the coffin resting on the central altar.

“It’s a tomb, so the rewards from this ruin seem to be burial goods.”

Relics are the products of ancient civilizations.

It is easy to harbor some illusions due to the existence of relics, but even in ancient times, the lifestyle was not much different from the modern era.

After all, isn’t life the same everywhere?

Accordingly, the burial goods offered as a sign of respect to the body of a high-ranking person had good performance.

Therefore, if the compensation for the relics was a burial item, it was usually expressed as a jackpot.

The bull that Cliff summoned just a few hours ago is proof of this.

The guy was so strong that he could level a village by himself.

“I wasted my time.”

But that also depends on the case.

Despite being located in the center of a huge ruin, the building was small and the coffin was shabby.

The atmosphere itself was plausible.

This is a subjective opinion mixed with hope that something might happen.

Objectively speaking, it was unreasonable to expect the discovery of a great relic.

“Even if we wanted to claim a share, we wouldn’t have any bones to share.”

Colin muttered theatrically and winked one eye.

It seemed like he was talking about excuses and justifications that he would use when he was interrupted at the rooftop.

I appreciate your kindness, but… … with that evil expression on your face, it seems like you’re trying to threaten me into giving it to you.

I approached Sage, who seemed to have misunderstood my intentions, and glared at me as I approached the coffin.

“… … .”

As expected, it was an ordinary-looking coffin.

Even if you just sell it as is, it’s a loss compared to the effort you put into it.

But for someone with discernment, it would be different.

The dust that had accumulated over many years of neglect was scattered like dandelion seeds with a single breath.

The smell of dust that was coming towards me was mixed with the scent of well-dried wood.

It is a wooden, sandalwood coffin.

I grabbed the top of the coffin and pushed.

Less noise!

The coffin was not opened.

Upon closer inspection, there wasn’t even a home.

The structure itself was flawed to the point where it was not faithful to its purpose as a coffin.

Swish!

“The World Tree interferes.”

It was only after the World Tree came out that there was any progress.

It’s not like a lid appeared out of nowhere.

The moment it touched the stem, the tube began to disintegrate like a clump of cotton falling apart.

It seems that this sandalwood coffin didn’t have a lid in the first place.

So how could the body have been placed inside?

The sight before my eyes gave me the answer.

Swish!

The skinny mummy has been likened to a dry piece of wood.

It was indeed not a wrong statement.

The corpse placed in the coffin looked at first glance like a piece of wood that had been accidentally split into the shape of a human being.

Actually, in this case, it might not have been a metaphor.

“Unidentified Seeds

─It is a seed of an unknown plant.

─There are traces of it having once been born.

─It seems impossible for the seeds to germinate again since they have lost their vitality.

I knew what plant seeds these were.

The moment when I awakened as a druid.

The identity of the treasure that can be obtained at the end of this ruin is none other than the seed of the World Tree.

‘Druid.’

This corpse is a druid who, like me, held the World Tree within his body.

***

“Okay.”

Belle got up from her seat, patting her sore back.

Beads of sweat ran down his rough jawline beneath his synthetic straw hat.

“This concludes my chores for today.”

The battery behind him was literally a handful of nameless weeds.

It is a product of physical labor, individually handcrafted by humans.

“Whoever did that is very skilled.”

The clothes were damp and clammy, which was unpleasant.

My skin was flushed and my joints were so sore that I wanted to lie down right away.

If it had been Belle a few months ago, when she hated physical labor, she would have yelled and gotten upset.

On the other hand, the feelings he feels now are different from those back then.

A soft sensation that springs from deep within the chest and spreads throughout the body.

It was a feeling of pride.

“Phew.”

Swish!

The cool breeze caressed my skin.

The scorching sun was warm rather than hot.

It couldn’t have been a mistake.

Because I never felt this refreshed anywhere but here, in Allen’s backyard.

If I were to guess carefully, I would say that the site here is something different.

There’s a water vein underneath, or a dragon vein passing through, or whatever.

“A person like that robber wouldn’t have bought just any house.”

The credibility was sufficient.

In addition, his change of mindset also played a part.

At first it was forced labor, but as time went by I became attached to this backyard.

The reward of seeing the scenery change as my body suffered was more addictive than drugs.

Also, once I got used to it, this kind of work wasn’t particularly difficult.

As I was clearing my head of my complex thoughts and moving repetitively, a day had passed by in no time.

It is questionable why it grows so well just by watering, pulling out weeds, and controlling the amount of sunlight… … but Allen calls this ‘common sense.’

It’s common sense, so how can one refute it?

In fact, isn’t it not that Allen is strange, but that other big companies have been making mistakes so far?

Aren’t researchers supposed to be the ones who formulate hypotheses and then prove them?

With the evidence right in front of him, Bell decided to believe it.

“Thank you for your effort.”

“… … .”

But that’s how the human mind is.

No matter how much I tried to change my mind, things that didn’t look good didn’t look good.

This was an instinct that could not be ignored no matter how much reasoning was used to suppress it.

If you are someone who can laugh it off when you see a grasshopper having fun playing next to an ant working hard, you should have converted to religion early on instead of becoming a researcher.

“Yeah, did you enjoy it?”

Still, Bell smiled.

Although his eyebrows were trembling, it was a huge improvement compared to a while ago when his face was crumpled.

Of course, he was not an ignorant hired hand, but a civilized and skilled man.

People don’t change just by complaining and criticizing.

Understanding and influencing others through friendly conversation was the only way to fundamentally change them.

“Yes, I enjoyed it.”

Indeed, the other person nodded repeatedly with a serious look in his eyes.

Bell asked a subtle question with great anticipation.

“I’ve shown you by example so many times. Shouldn’t you be learning by now? Isn’t that right?”

“Seeing and learning are two different things.”

“… … .”

Expectations were shattered.

Bell did not disappoint.

Humans are animals of adaptation.

Disappointment happens once or twice.

Even the joy and sorrow of repetition became overwhelming after repeating it dozens of times.

“I can help you. Can I?”

Thank you for your words.

I was just grateful for the words.

“Arthur, what if I mess it up?”

“It has been said that failure is the mother of success.”

“… … Just sit there and watch quietly.”

How many times has that clumsy machine messed with the work that was already done and ruined it?

No matter how much I hated being a brat, it was more efficient to work alone than to suffer twice as much later.

“I really want to run away.”

Impulse suddenly reared its head and tempted Belle.

The watchman was gone, and even the company that had been targeting him closed down.

It was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to run away.

“Now that you’ve finished gardening, I recommend that you finish cleaning the house before you leave.”

“Why are you running away anyway?”

“That way, you’ll have something to say when you get caught.”

“hmm.”

Hagiya is a human who completed a request for a member of Madhouse.

If you decide to chase after it, it’s obvious that you’ll get caught right away.

Belle, who had regained her senses, gave up trying to escape.

“Oh my, then at least give me a message telling me when you’ll be back. My heart is pounding every day, so I can’t live comfortably.”

It was often the burden weighing on my chest that made me fall into vain attempts at escape.

“If you just do your job well every day, you won’t have to worry.”

“That’s easy to say. But the schoolmaster of the magic tower is coming!”

Bell is a renowned craftsman in the industry.

It was a name that would be well-received wherever he went.

But the opponent was bad.

The invited guest was the head of the school at Matap.

It is the highest level of the city where even the city government treats you as a VIP.

No matter how high Belle’s self-esteem was, it was objectively pitiful to compare.

“How eccentric the wizards are. Even the very thought of the leader of their school makes my stomach churn.”

I didn’t know what to find fault with because of the eccentric wizard’s personality.

Then try to get out of favor.

How much will Allen use him as an excuse?

It was a shame to make things even more difficult for someone who was already feeling the pinch.

“You haven’t contacted me separately since I asked to borrow your skills last time, have you?”

Belle stopped imagining the terrible things and asked with a light heart.

The fact that Beta’s abilities were borrowed means that there was a change in the strategy for conquering the ruins.

It was a courtesy question, as it wasn’t the type of thing that could be resolved quickly.

“there is.”

“… … What? When!”

The answer that came back was beyond Bell’s expectations.

“It hasn’t been that long.”

“What did you contact me about… … Ah.”

There was no need to pursue it.

Because it was already too late.

“Ahem.”

The main door is open for ventilation.

A middle-aged man I had never seen before was coming in through there.

His sharp eyes and fierce expression were more vicious than that of a back alley gang leader.

The atmosphere was even better than the impression.

Is this what it means to have a natural will to kill?

Belle felt her stomach tremble just from the sight of him.

“Who, who are you?”

“grow.”

Allen was behind him.

This is the contrast effect.

The pressure I felt from the middle-aged man was doubled when he was next to me, who seemed like he should be a model rather than a contractor.

Bell was troubled.

Allen is back.

He didn’t come alone, as he said before he left.

You said you were bringing guests.

What did you say about the guest’s identity?

“Hiccup!”

This is the school head of Matap.

“Ahem!”

Judging by the uncomfortable cough, he must have heard my muttered complaint.

It wasn’t just cleaning diligently, with a heavy heart, wondering when it would come.

Belle was disgusted with her own mouth.

***

“Fortunately, it looks like there won’t be a problem.”

Colin examined the structure of the house to see if a workshop could be configured.

After careful investigation, the conclusion was that I passed.

“When do you plan on sending the report?”

“It won’t be quick since I need permission from the Magic Tower. Just keep it in mind and when you get there, just stack it in this room.”

This proposal was made without prior consultation with Matap, so it won’t be finished quickly.

I said I understood that the workshop setup would only get in the way if I tried to get involved.

“Then I guess I’ll go out now.”

“I’ll give you a room, so why don’t you get some rest?”

“It’s been a while since I’ve been out, so there are some places I want to go.”

After achieving my goal, my chronic illness seemed to have relapsed.

I called her to introduce her to my house, so it wasn’t really a problem.

“And your roommate doesn’t seem to welcome me very well.”

A remark accompanied by an awkward cough.

The bell that had been crumpled in the corner flinched.

His face looked sad.

The ugly guy quickly looked away because he was even uglier.

“You don’t have to worry about it. She’s just a housekeeper I hired.”

“It’s okay. What’s the big deal if I’m the only one left? If you’re uncomfortable, you should just leave.”

“… … .”

Belle’s complexion was now ashen.

Her moist eyes were begging me to spare her life.

‘You should have been careful what you said.’

When I shook my head, he grabbed his head with an expression full of worry and agony.

If you keep doing that, you’ll lose your hair.

Actually, it wasn’t something to worry about, like being given a terminal diagnosis.

Colin probably didn’t mean to be sarcastic or anything.

It must mean that he is truly caring and has a pure heart.

If you feel uncomfortable, it is wise to leave the seat.

It was just a shame that his intentions were misunderstood because of his fierce appearance.

“Leave the disciple to me for a day. I’ll pick him up tomorrow, so take some time to let your guard down.”

Colin, whose feet were itching, quickly left.

Only then did Belle approach with cautious steps, seemingly relieved but also anxious.

“What should I do?”

“What should I do?”

“I got targeted by the leader of the Magic Tower School! What if I get retaliated against?!”

“You reap what you sow.”

“No, that’s true, but… … !”

Belle let out a silent scream and tore at her hair again.

There was a handful of hair caught in his hand.

Tsk tsk, I said, clicking my tongue.

“Don’t worry too much. I’ll explain it to you.”

Colin probably has no intention of retaliating anyway, so what’s the big deal?

This wasn’t a scam, it was a white lie, because there was no way he would believe me if I told him the truth.

It was a very reasonable deal, Belle getting peace of mind and me getting loyalty.

“I’m going to go into my room and rest for a bit, so call me if anything happens. Sage, you’re resting too.”

I went into the room and locked the door.

It was fortunate that Colin left first.

I suddenly had some free time to myself.

Because what I was going to do from now on wasn’t something worth showing to others.

At a gesture, the World Tree took out an object from its coiled snake-like trunk.

“The seeds of the world tree.”

A harvest obtained from the Druid’s ruins.

“What should I do with this?”

It is a bigger and more amazing harvest than I expected.

So I was worried.

Why is this in the ruins?

How should we utilize this?

The worries of pruning branches without knowing the end kept me from resting comfortably.