Chapter 406 - Come On, Battle of Public Opinion (1/2)

The Druids left the road and entered the forest.

They were filled with a sense of safety when they felt the lush greenness and heard the chirping of the birds around them.

All the Druids fell on the ground. Leaning against a tree, Black Thorn sighed and turned his hood down, revealing a face that was not very handsome but manly and weatherbeaten.

He remarked, still frightened, “That woman is almost Legendary.”

The other Druids didn’t say anything. They had more or less guessed it.

Otherwise, considering the temper of Green Shade, they wouldn’t have left obediently after one of their members died.

It was only because they really couldn’t beat her.

None of them saw clearly how the woman attacked.

They had no idea what happened when Heather was killed.

Besides, the woman was next to a fire-cla.s.s Mage who could fly and seemed rather powerful.

The big blue fireball did not seem even to be his most powerful attack. They didn’t stand any chance of winning.

The Mage would’ve been tricky enough on his own. Their plants were most scared of fiery magic attacks, which meant that they were vulnerable to the Mage, not to mention that he was protected by a Warrior who was almost Legendary.

They certainly would rather not recklessly enter conflict with such a team.

Recalling the beautiful half-Legendary female Warrior, Black Thorn sighed and asked, “Didn’t they say that the strongest person in Hollevin is just a Master? Who’s that woman? How can she be half-Legendary when she’s so young?”

n.o.body could answer that. After all, they were barely involved with secular matters and weren’t aware of the latest news.

Actually, they had very good reasons for that.

This world had actually been changing very slowly. For thousands of years, there had been no great changes in general except for the rise and decline of certain n.o.ble families.

Sometimes, a city would be absolutely the same after a hundred years, except for the change of the citizens’ names.

Besides, they were not completely secluded, but would go out every couple of years for the latest news.

After a while, someone asked, “What about Heather’s family?”

Heather was a new member of the group. He was only recently married, and his wife was reasonably beautiful. Black Thorn thought a moment and said, “Don’t worry. I’ll take care of his family.”

The atmosphere immediately turned weird. Many people hesitated, but none dared to talk.

A moment later, rustling sounds came from far away in the woods, indicating an intruder.

All the Druids stood up and looked at the source of the sound warily.

Soon enough, a person that they were quite familiar with showed up. They were all relieved.

It was a plain-looking man, who couldn’t be distinguished at all if he was in a crowd.

Looking at him, Black Thorn asked, “What have you found?”

“I’ve got everything.” The man took a breath and continued, “Delpon was previously led by the Johns, until Roland, a Golden Son, seized power. They’re cutting off the wood right now because Roland looked for a reason for the poor workers to work and be paid in winter. It’s just a sense-of-justice thing. Roland is a Mage as well as the chairman of the Magic Tower in Delpon.”

The same man’s face popped up in the Druid’s head, a face that they would rather beat up and spit on.