515: Asking For Some Seeds

Asking For Some Seeds

"Pressed for time? What do you m—" Princess Thessalia was about to ask when her eyes quickly flickered in realization. "Once the flames die out, there will be nothing left to stop the rat tide!"1

"Exactly."

Leon nodded.

"You understood quickly. That's right. That's the situation we are in now." He said before picking Faelyn off his lap in order to get up from his seated position.

"Where are you planning to go?" Faelyn asked.

Leon gazed towards the rat tide in the distance before he said, "I'm going to go thin out the herd."

Of course, with such a large rat tide, his so-called thinning out the herd would make no difference whatsoever.

However, it was better than doing nothing.

"I have a bad feeling that not everything will go according to plan if I just sitting around doing nothing," Leon said with a worried frown.

Faelyn gasped with startlement before admonishing him, "Don't say something like that. What if you jinx it and something terrible really does happen?"

"A wise man once said anything that can go wrong, will go wrong. There's also a famous proverb that goes; man proposes, but God disposes. As such, we should do everything in our power to prepare for the worse." Leon stated.

"When did you suddenly become a scholar?" Faelyn asked with a short giggle before she stared at Leon with solemnity, "This is my tribe, and these are my people. I don't want to wait here idly and do nothing. Please let me come and help too."

"Maybe not. It might be a bit dangerous for you…" Leon denied her request out of concern.

"Huh?" Faelyn furrowed her brows before pouting with a puffed chest, "Are you looking down on me? Despite how I look, I am still a 9-Star Ranked Awakener."

"Do you have a lot of combat experience? Can you fly?" Leon asked.

His questions immediately made Faelyn deflate like a balloon. Her head was bobbed down before she answered softly, "Not a lot… and I can't fly… yet."

"Let me come and help. I have a lot of combat experience. Like my baby sister said, this is our tribe and our people. We cannot let Prince Leon do all the work." Princess Thessalia requested while patting her chest with valiance.

"Oh?" Leon turned towards the elder sibling before he asked, "And can you fly?"

"Uh…" Princess Thessalia immediately froze, unable to answer Leon's question.

He shortly shook his head and helplessly said, "Even if you can fight well, you will just become rat food if you don't have a single means of escape from the rat tide."

The two princesses' heads were hung down in low spirits.

"Practice how to fly with your elder sister first, then you can come and join me," Leon said while caressing Faelyn's head with a smile.

Shortly after, he suddenly thought of an idea and quickly added, "Ahh, but there's another way you can help your tribesmen."

"How…?" Faelyn asked with uncertainty.

What else can she do except kill rats with her high cultivation?

"You'll find out soon enough. Come, we'll pay the tribesmen a visit together first."

"Alright."

Faelyn nodded.

"I'm coming too," Duna suddenly stated.

"Oh? You also want to help me that much?" Leon turned to Duna before he said concernedly, "But you might aggravate the cracks on your hand. Maybe you shouldn't do anything until it recovers."

"No, I don't. Stop flattering yourself, Leon." Duna wrinkled her brows before saying, "I'm bored here, and killing some rats just happens to be able to relieve my boredom. It'll be fine if I don't rely on the Destruction Law."

"Fine, fine, whatever you say," Leon shrugged with a wry smile.

Just as they sorted everything out, Leon prepared to take off when Silver suddenly whimpered pitifully some distance away, "Awrooo…"

"Ah…"

While looking at the three-tailed silver wolf that had been bound firmly to the floor by countless vines, Leon said wryly, "You also want to tag along, huh?"

Considering the Elder Tree was no longer moving for the moment, there was no need for everyone to remain shackled by vines.

Silver was released from its binds before it immediately shot to its feet excitedly while wagging its tail and kicking up a gust of wind.

"Alright, alright. We're leaving now." Leon calmed down the big wolf before putting Faelyn on its head and picking it up with his brute strength.

Shortly after Leon communicated with the Guardian Spirit, he took off from the treetop with Faelyn and Silver while Duna flew beside him.

"The rest of you shouldn't stay here and go make yourselves useful as well." Princess Thessalia shortly said to the others before leaving with a royal guard, whom she made her flight instructor.

"Yes, Your Highness!"

…

"Savior is here! Everyone, the Savior is here!"

"The Savior has come to see us with Her Highness!"

"Savior, why have you come? We are blessed with your presence."

The tribesmen greeted.

Leon's lips twitched at their excitement and reverence while trying to adapt to their form of address. He was not used to being put on such a high pedestal.

"Ahem, some silence, please." Shortly after, Leon quickly requested for silence with a wave of his hand, the noise in the crowd died down.

Afterward, he turned towards Faelyn and asked, "Do you have seeds I can borrow?"

"Yes, of course," Faelyn answered.

At the same time, the tribesmen began to offer up their own magic seeds, "Savior, I also have some seeds here. Please use mine!"

"Please use mine too, Savior. I just need a moment to make them!" A male elf spoke while unbuckling his belt, causing Leon and Faelyn to retreat in horror.

Whack!

The male elf was immediately bombarded with angry smacks on the head before one of the tribesmen admonished, "Not that kind of seed, idiot! How dare you try to show your vulgar junk in front of the Savior and Her Highness!"

"F*ck, let's beat this idiot up, everyone!"

"Ah, ah, it was a mistake! Spare me!"

The male elf was quickly taken away for a beating, but of course, the tribesmen did not go too heavy on their punches and kicks.

"Fuu… that gave me quite a scare." Faelyn patted her chest with relief.

Neither she nor Leon expected such a situation to crop up for a simple request, such as asking for some seeds.

"There are all sorts of interesting people even amongst the common folks in the elven community, isn't there?" Leon smiled wryly.

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