483 Deal 1 (1/2)

Chapter 483: Deal 1

After setting a time with Scylla, Garen turned around and looked at Hennet, who was standing to one side.

This seemingly young yet old white haired youngster was looking at them, something evidently on his mind.

”How do you guys plan to deal with me?” Hannet voiced out after noticing that Garen and Mudman were staring at him.

”I don’t know why the Obscuro Society is protecting you, but what I do know is that the Royal Household is so that the opponent cannot advance smoothly. I don’t think it’s very likely that you will be engaging in battles recklessly with the Cthulhuism Society.”

Garen immediately cleared out the whole situation.

”What’s your objective?” Hannet raised his eyebrow.

”I need you to help me out.” Garen’s abnormality gradually disappeared, returning back to his usual handsome self. His green veins had completely disappeared.

”Sure.” Hannet nodded.

He hesitated for a moment before he moved his mouth, giving him a set of information.

Garen noted this down and rushed into the forest, disappearing as he turned around.

That information was the public channel data used for communication via radio. It seemed to be one of the communication methods used by Hannet and his people.

”Can we take our leave first?” Wukang’s face was pale from the battle with the Thunder God. Either he had exhausted too much, or else just didn’t want to be there anymore.

”You should head back first.” Garen nodded.

Wukang’s female guard soon arrived. She delicately took out a few small bottles from her pockets, and mixed different colors of powders together for Wukang to consume.

”I’ve lost all my dignity this time.” Wukang sighed as he swallowed the mixed medicine powder. ”I can still deal with him if he were at a typical level. However, I didn’t expect him to be a form five, and even have this unique strength which coincidentally is a counter against me! But… if it weren’t for the restrictions in the area, I wouldn’t be afraid to fight him to the death.”

Wukang’s personality was rather unstable. He wouldn’t loosen up even if he was with someone familiar. Garen looked at him holding onto his female guard speechlessly. He would secretly touched the female guard’s body here and there, pretending that his injury was severe enough to warrant it.

The female guard would always fall for this trick. She was even worried for him as she carried him, fearing that he was seriously injured. She didn’t even realize there was an additional hand near her nether areas…

The situation here had finally settled, and Garen followed Scylla to the Ancestral God Tree.

There were guards waiting for them at the bottom of the tree. As they saw Garen and Scylla arrive, their demeanor betrays the fact that they’ve been expecting them, and they immediately brought them to the Vine Road, the road which went straight to the Ancestral God Tree up to the largest branch.

cylla’s Mudman dissolved at the foothold of the tree, and reappeared near the canopy, waiting for them.

As they walked along the heavily guarded Vine Road, they finally reached the giant branch after about ten minutes.

The King of Daniela, Phiroth was already back at the branch. He sat on his knees, smiling. There was a dark green vine winding at the table beside him, with a light green crystal placed on top of it. Two green, floating, feces-looking objects were floating within the crystals.

There was a young man in white shirt with golden sleeves beside Phiroth, who was also sitting on his knees on the branch. He had an awkward smile on his face, clearly because there was a beautiful woman in vine armor sitting beside him.

”What’s wrong? You’re not giving me any face at all, are you?”

Garen, who was standing from afar, could hear Phiroth’s deep tone towards the young man in the white shirt. Although he had a smile on his face, his tone was cold.

”Are you stating that I, Phiroth’s daughter, am not to your liking?”

This voice was as strong as thunder. Garen instantly understood. Phiroth was up to his tricks again… Planning to send her daughter away the moment he met someone…

As he resisted his urge to roll his eyes, Garen picked up his pace and immediately arrived at an empty space on a tree branch.

The atmosphere was stifling. The young man in the white shirt was ecstatic as he saw Garen’s arrival.

”Palace Master Garen you have arrived. Just like what we’ve discussed, let’s go meet some friends of mine. Your Majesty Phiroth… the problem we spoke of just now isn’t urgent. We’ll talk about it some other time, as I have made an appointment with Palace Master Garen…”

”Are you… Scylla?” Garen recognized the youngster’s totem light.

Phiroth’s eyelid started twitching.

”Good timing. I wanted to discuss something with Palace Master Garen regarding the Thunder God of the previous generation.”

”Please say what you need, Your Majesty.” Garen nodded as the guards sent up a plate of fruits. They took their places on the floor, kneeling. The plates were filled with the local specialties, the green bananas and fist-sized cherries.

Phiroth nodded.

”The Cthulhuism Society definitely has an upper hand against the previous generation’s Thunder God. They have been restrained by my Royal Household all this while, but now they don’t even care how they look when it comes to this. Looks like that Hannet guy is very crucial, at least to them.”

”Your Majesty, what are you trying to say?” Garen asked softly.