Brain bloom

“No, God sent me to deliver a message.” As she said this, the melon cutter felt as if she were bathed in holy light and had become a true messenger of God. “She will be waiting for the Pope or someone of equal status to come to the pilgrimage in that winery full of flowers.”

“Uh, could it be…” B’s face turned pale, as if he had a fishbone stuck in his throat, “No wonder you described it as lush and green.”

"Yes, the coffin bearers are the Four Seasons We once wanted to defeat."

……

The Rain Wizard looked up, gazing at the clouds in the distant sky. The cloud worms remained limp and powerless; it seemed that it would be some time before the ancient cloud worms emerged to bathe, so winter would not arrive for the time being.

That's good.

He could roughly estimate that his soul would dissipate when winter came. But before that, he had plenty of time. He looked down at the busy scene at the military port, where soldiers, bundled in overcoats for warmth, were working.

The soldiers of the Peda Empire were all gray-haired, gray-eyed, and physically strong men.

They endured the harshness of cold and poverty, and almost all of them had been pirates, yet they were easy to manage because everyone had a strong sense of national belonging. This group of perfect soldiers, coupled with the nation's proud and inherited shipbuilding technology, made this invincible "hunting fleet" always powerful.

Looking out, the ships were lined up neatly.

The vanguard fleet, consisting of a total of thirty ships, is ready to set sail.

There will be another hundred ships following, bringing the total number of soldiers to six thousand. Moreover, all logistics personnel, reserves, and the mages on each ship will dedicate themselves to the prosperity of the nation.

This is the Rain Wizard's last chance... He felt a little emotional, but he wasn't saddened by the fact that he was about to disappear.

Just then—he heard a flurry of footsteps, turned around, and saw that his special guests had arrived; these were the outside helpers he had hired at a high price with his personal wealth.

Two different adventure teams, totaling eleven people, each member of whom is a powerful warrior capable of taking on a hundred opponents.

Moreover, both of these teams are ranked among the top ten in the world's adventurer rankings. On the surface, they are famous adventurers, but often they also accept commissions from the government or private individuals to do some dishonorable things.

For example, like this now.

"Everyone, aren't you going to prepare for departure?" the Rain Wizard asked. "The war depends on you."

These people are a crucial part of the Rain Wizard's preparations. They will land under the guise of attacking the Four Seasons, and once the attack is over, they will infiltrate Silvermoon City to undermine it from within, working in tandem with the main army.

This should have been agreed upon—but the captains of both teams seemed to have spoken privately again, addressing the Rain Wizard simultaneously in a tacit tone.

“We all feel that the price needs to be raised further, but that’s a difficult thing to do.”

"Aren't you getting enough gold? Take Silvermoon City and loot as much as you want."

A man with blood-red hair shook his head: "Gold coins? We, the 'Eagle Wind' adventurer group, have amassed enough in our lifetimes. What we want are certain secrets, so after you conquer Silvermoon City, would you mind handing over Lord Balzac to us for interrogation?"

"Fine, I started this war just for the money anyway, so I'll give the secret to you adventurers."

After the agreement was reached, another eerie, thin woman, wrapped in a shroud, spoke in a hoarse voice.

"I don't want money either, but can I spare the Four Seasons?"

The Rain Wizard frowned: "The captain of 'Canterbury,' right? I've heard you're not a good person. What are you up to?"

"Me... I want to collect the Four Seasons." The woman's laughter sent chills down one's spine. "The princess of the Four Seasons will become a treasure that everyone will love and cherish, heh."

"Suit yourself, just make sure they are wiped out."

"Don't worry, employer, there are only two girls at that winery."

Volume 1 #174 - Opening the Treasure Chest

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A reader in the reader group found this illustration of the ancient Demon King... You can imagine it, hmm.

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"How peaceful it is."

After taking a few deep breaths and feeling intoxicated by the breeze that swept through the winery, Melia smiled broadly.

In her eyes, this lush, verdant winery, seemingly draped in nature's garments, was as beautiful as the idyllic paradise sung by poets. Of course, the main reason for this sentiment was that it was her father's home.

If that weren't the case, I estimate that Melia would have already gone to Lord Balzac to discuss the cession of the island, in a physical sense.

If such a blessed winery were moved back to her country intact, she would have a wonderful place to relax after a long day of busy state affairs.

Unfortunately, out of respect for Sen Shi, she won't move the winery directly.

All we need to do is pack Senshi back.

Family is what she longs for most, especially a girl who looks similar to her age and can be her father, mother, and friend. This is truly wonderful.

Feeling itchy, Melia turned her head to look at Sen Shi, who was slowly sliding down from the wings of the Eerlong.

"The Four Seasons' ability to transform nature is truly remarkable. No wonder they're blessed by nature. How about we discuss a new deal? The Chaos Lands also have excellent soil and climate, so perhaps you..."

"I refuse!" After saying that, Dandelion hurriedly walked up to her, stood on tiptoe, and used her small body to block her view.

"I was talking to Mori."

"...I am the princess of the Four Seasons! Mori Toki must listen to me."

"Alright, Princess Dandelion. Let's talk about this later."

She stroked her chin dismissively, gazing at the distant vegetation, seemingly assessing how much land to clear. Since some were refusing to take it all, she decided to find a nighttime night, while they were asleep, dig up the winery, and move it back home.

In that case, refusing is useless.

"However, it is such a peaceful place. In my impression, the so-called Four Seasons People are a race that has been ravaged by war. I did not expect them to live in such a good place."

"Tsk, this is anything but peaceful... I wonder how those two superpowers are going to deal with us."

Dandelion awoke from her escapism and was reminded once again of her current precarious situation.

Originally, they went to the night market to seek refuge with the Queen of Demons and Banshees, but it turned into a family reunion.

The family reunion was one thing, but the ancestor she had painstakingly summoned could be taken away at any moment. This feeling frustrated and disappointed Dandelion. What made her even sadder was that Mori was acting strangely, unlike usual, when he always had a warm smile by her side…

Mori seemed to be seriously considering something...

A sense of crisis welled up in Dandelion's heart. Could it be that Sen Shi was considering leaving this place?

“Princess, don’t worry too much about the crisis facing you Four Seasons. I will convene a new international conference. But that will take time…” She smiled blatantly, offering a perfectly appropriate excuse, “For your safety, come back to the Chaos Land with me first. I will protect you.”

"The Queen of Demons and Banshees..."

While they were discussing international issues—

“Mori, we’re home. You seemed distracted the whole way…” Yuan tugged at Mori’s hand and pointed to a section of the path in front of her boots, telling her to be careful not to step on any small snakes that were crossing the road.

"I hope so... Oh, thank you for reminding me. Am I home already?... Okay, okay."

Mori Shi snapped out of her reverie, returning to reality somewhat dazed. Like a lost soul, she began to walk. Ignoring the three pairs of questioning eyes, she headed straight for the cabin.

Halfway there, as if remembering something, he turned back and said.

"Don't worry, I'm actually really sleepy and I'm going to take a nap. Please help yourselves, and don't save any food for me."

After saying that, she ran back to her room.

Mori closed the door and pulled the curtains to cover the window. He used a healing spell on himself three times, trying to relax his entire body. Taking off his cumbersome outer garment, Mori turned to get to work, only to find that there was someone else in his room.

The adorable little girl, shimmering with a faint blue light, had a flawless, slightly chubby body like jade. Her face showed a tender worry, and she was naked—she was making the bed for Morishita.

"...Fufu?"

"Sister Morishi, the bed is made, please get some sleep." After saying that, Fufu walked over worriedly to the side, "Sister Morishi is acting strange today, I hope you can get some rest."

Mori smiled slightly, feeling that there were still beautiful things in the world.

"Actually, I'm not sleepy. I just have some things to take care of privately. Since you've been following me all this way, you probably know that I brought back a box."

Fufu looked enlightened and transformed back into a salt sprite, landing on the bedside table like a decoration, indicating that she would not disturb Senshi.

Mori sat down cross-legged and carefully and lightly took the "gravekeeper's legacy" out of his bag and placed it on the ground.

This large box is exquisite and perfect, possessing an astonishing presence; its contents must be extraordinary. Even if it's not something that can directly help Yuan, Mori believes it's worth opening and examining it immediately.

There was no magical seal on the box. Mori checked it carefully three times and even used Fufu as a test subject. Finally, he was sure there was no trap and that it could be opened directly, which was convenient.

Unboxing... requires luck.

So she tried to use her unique skill, [Divine Power - Shaping the Body].

This was the first time Sen Shi had officially used it. It belonged to the authority of a true god, and he felt a sense of pride in using it.

With Sen Shi's will, the skill was activated, and approximately 300 points of Intelligence were transformed into particles of light, continuously flying out from her head beneath the branches. They were pale blue, dancing lightly in the air, tracing elegant arcs.

These intelligent particles, like twinkling stars, filled the entire enclosed room, surrounding Sen Shi.

Following her will, it slowly gathered together—finally becoming a candy-like object that flew into Mori's mouth.

The taste of intelligence vanishes in an instant, leaving only a strong and sweet aftertaste.

She felt her mental strength weakening, as if the world had been shrouded in an old, gloomy darkness. This was due to a loss of understanding of the nature of magic caused by her diminished intellect. But now, she possessed overwhelming good fortune.

Because all that intelligence turned into luck.

"Then... please help me pray." After offering her sincere prayer, she unlocked the box.

The moment she opened the box, the musty smell of years of decay filled her nostrils, but she couldn't sense any magical aura... If it were of exceptional quality, there would be no reaction at all.

She felt uneasy; the unboxing process was too peaceful…

Volume 1, Chapter 175: The Time Sprite

When she looked over expectantly, she discovered that the entire large box actually contained only one small item.

A broken pocket watch.

At this time-

Ten seconds had passed, and Mori felt the world brighten up again. She checked and confirmed that her intelligence had returned to normal, and her attributes hadn't suffered any loss. She didn't feel any aftereffects... but her mental strength was significantly reduced, which seemed to be the price of activating the skill.

The good fortune bestowed by this skill has dissipated, but the box has been opened.

Will it help Yuan? Mori doesn't know yet, but the answer is there and won't change.

"Pocket watch..."

"Sister Morishita, what's inside?"

“I don’t know, I need to check. But my gut feeling tells me there’s no danger—uh…” She interrupted herself as a line of text faintly appeared in her field of vision while she was staring at the pocket watch.