Chapter 1209 - 549: Leaving It to You

Chapter 1209: Chapter 549: Leaving It to You

He felt his body was unprecedentedly light and full of vitality, his senses becoming more acute, he could even hear the subtle sounds of grass growing slowly beneath his feet, and smell the fragrance of a wildflower blooming miles away.

He sensed that his Heart of Nature had reached a new level, further enhancing his perception and control over Nature.

With a slight mental command, the grass that had been burnt by Valentina began to recover at a visibly rapid pace within a small circle around him, growing lush and verdant.

He could even vaguely sense the "emotions" of several old trees nearby—a calm gaze tinged with curiosity.

This ability is almost like that of a Great Druid who has fully comprehended the true meaning of nature.

This "advance payment" cannot be said to be anything but generous.

Yet Herbert did not feel the joy of gaining benefits; instead, he was speechless due to the Master of Nature’s enigmatic words.

"Tsk, the Master of Nature truly lives up to the name of being an ancient god, not speaking a word of human language at all!"

He rubbed his brow, feeling a wave of exhaustion.

Do these old entities that have lived for who knows how many years think it’s uncool to speak clearly?

That’s just how the Ancient Gods are, fond of speaking in cryptic proverbs and issuing half-spoken divine riddles.

It’s utterly perplexing!

"Since you’ve already said it, why can’t you just finish the other half? Why not make it clear?"

Even giving a keyword, a direction would be fine!

And now, although he’s received the benefits, he feels even more uncertain inside.

This feeling is like signing a contract without terms out of nowhere—who knows what will be required in the future?

Dammit, enigmatic folks, get out of Gotham!

When Herbert was gnashing his teeth, the Demigod Squirrel noticed him open his eyes and quickly asked expectantly.

"Hoomowl, how how? Did you understand? Did you understand too?"

"...Mm."

After a pause, Herbert nodded slowly, speaking seriously: "I think I already know, yes, know a part."

This wasn’t entirely posturing.

He did indeed learn the true identity of the Holy Tree, know its status, understand the meaning of the song, and realize... that he was "entrusted" with something, although he’s unclear on what exactly.

Anyway, as for which part... hey, I can’t tell you.

The Master of Nature likes playing the enigmatic one, right?

Fine, let’s all be enigmatic then!

Let’s harm each other!

As a result, the Demigod Squirrel wasn’t curious at all about the half Herbert didn’t finish speaking, clapped its paws happily, and laughed:

"Great! Then my task is complete!"

It shook its fluffy big tail, put down the little basket full of pine nuts, and, somewhat impatiently, said: "So, I’m going back now. By the way, are you coming back with me?"

And Herbert looked at the squirrel eager to leave, moved his lips hesitantly.

"Uh..."

Are you, you’re really not going to ask?

Ask something!

If you don’t ask anything, I’ll feel quite uncomfortable!

"Wait, you..."

Herbert had intended to take the bait and invite Miss Squirrel to talk but changed his wording halfway: "If my guess is correct, there’s probably no need to go back."

He sighed, seeing the squirrel’s pure and happy eyes, his bit of dark humor faded, replaced by a trace of sympathy.

It might not even know what it will face when it goes back.

"Hm?"

He wasn’t deliberately keeping the suspense.

If Herbert’s guess was right, the Mist Holy Tree is probably no longer in its original place.

After completing the two most crucial actions of "transmitting the Tree Heart" and "leaving a message," its avatar, already on the verge of collapse, likely expended its last bit of energy and completely disappeared.

Or perhaps has concealed itself in a way incomprehensible to ordinary people.

It deliberately led the squirrel away, handed the Tree Heart to him, left half a riddle... These elements combined mean it probably won’t appear again in the short term.

Otherwise, if it stayed there, its sense of superiority wouldn’t be enough!

"Or rather, did I simply overthink... Did it mean to say I’ve been entrusted with taking care of this Demigod Squirrel?"

This thought flashed through Herbert’s mind.

But am I supposed to take care of it?

Hey, me?

Me taking care of a Demigod with unparalleled martial prowess?

He looked at this seemingly harmless but actually mountainous squirrel in front of him and twitched his mouth slightly.

Honestly, does it really need my care?

Who actually cares for who... with its strength, it can strut around this forest with no problem.

"Hm?"

The Demigod Squirrel apparently didn’t take Herbert’s words to heart, laughed heartily: "Haha, you really know how to joke! How could Lord Holy Tree not be there!"

It pondered for a moment, mistakenly thinking Herbert was reluctant to see it leave, finding him somewhat endearing.

But eager to return home, it did not intend to linger, waved casually, and laughed: "Okay okay, I’ll come back to play with you all later!"

Saying this, it did not wait for Herbert to respond, pushed off with its feet, and then turned into a stream of light, disappearing at the boundary of the Elda Territory, leaping towards the depths.

Came suddenly, left decisively.

Leaving only Herbert standing there, watching its figure rapidly disappear.

"I suppose... it’ll come back soon."

Herbert thought quite sympathetically, shaking his head silently.

He could imagine when the squirrel returned to that familiar woodland, only to find the Holy Tree already gone, or merely a mundane old tree devoid of Spirituality, that kind of bewilderment, panic, and helplessness.