Under the bright sunlight was a boundless field of flowers. However, unlike natural cultivation, there were far too many different types of flowers here, to the point where it was impossible to count them all. But, the most common type of flowers were thorny flowers.
There were vibrant red roses, elegant white lilies, mysterious purple tulips, and all sorts of flowers with different shapes and flowering periods bloomed at the same time for no reason at all.
Over a hundred different flower fragrances mixed together, yet none of them were tainted. Instead, they were mutually beneficial, just like cocktails. Just by standing at the edge of the field of flowers, I felt like I was being baptized by the flowers' fragrance, which made me feel even more refreshed.
Under the blazing sunlight, a green-haired beautiful figure wearing a straw hat was busy working. She was carefully watering the flowers and pruning their branches. She would even chat with them from time to time. The flowers and leaves were also trembling in the wind, as if they were using their own way to respond to her care.
The wind blew past the flowers, and the rustling of the treetops sounded like a chorus of gratitude. When the farmer gardener saw that I had arrived, she put down her water bottle and happily waved at me.
A mischievous wind blew past, and the farmer girl's straw hat flew into the sky. Her silky green hair fluttered in the wind, and her gentle smile contained the joy of working. This scene caused time to stop.
"… This scene doesn't seem right. Shouldn't Amelia be in a strange botanical garden planting man-eating flowers and cursed mandalas? Is she at the wrong filming location for such a refreshing scene?"
"What's wrong is your head. It's so rare to see this side of your mother. Don't you know what to say?"
Behind me, little Rosa suddenly bumped her head against my back, as if she was angry at Amelia's injustice. But since she wasn't tall enough, if it wasn't for the fact that she was tiptoeing to "jump up and slap your face" mode, it was likely that her head would have been in an awkward position.
"A lady shouldn't kick someone's butt with her high heels … and you're even kicking!"
I hugged little Rosa, who was about to kick someone, and rubbed her head with both hands. It would be difficult for anyone to truly get angry at such a cute little girl.
Not far away, Amelia had already passed by. She was carrying a flower basket in her hands, which seemed to contain some fresh fruits and vegetables.
This scene was completely different from what I had expected.
Wasn't she injured? Wasn't she ambushed by that bastard Cavendish? Why did he look like someone who had just returned from enjoying the farmhouse?
"You're here. Don't listen to the little guys. I only died once."
Died once? Only? Originally, I was still very calm, but after hearing this, I lost my composure.
As the Forest of Dreams' royal garden, this flower field took up quite a large area. At the very least, I had never expected to see a villa and swimming pool in the middle of this garden. Judging from the wooden house's decor, it was actually at least seven or eight years old … There was even a kindergarten with all sorts of toys and entertainment facilities. If it wasn't for Amelia having some hidden interest, then …
"… What are you looking at? This is for the freshmen's younger sisters. Rosa doesn't need a swing or a slide. Rosa hates sandpits the most. She gets her clothes dirty every time."
Alright then, Rosa, you should learn more from your older sister. Isn't this a confession of your own accord? It would seem that this place was a nursery for the little fellows. Perhaps it could also be said to be the home of Amelia and the Seven Virtues.
"Palace complex? That's for outsiders to see. To entertain Father, we naturally have to use our home. "
Little Rosa could tell that I was doubtful and proudly explained to me.
So that was how it was. As expected, this was Amelia.
"Where are the other little fellows? Don't tell me that they're all busy? Apart from your oldest sister Samantha, none of the other little girls have a fixed job. "
Outsiders would never be able to understand the wood spirits' social structure. The first three of the Seven Virtues were born before I "blessed" them, so they were rather normal. This was especially true for "temperance" Samantha. She was so self-disciplined and hardworking that I couldn't bear to watch her.
As for the Four Virtues who were born later, they probably received too many blessings from me, so they became a bit more self-centered … Fine, I admit that they were a bit too individualistic, but at the very least, they were all good children … Fine, I lied. It would be difficult to reach the standard of a good child, but at the very least, at the very least, they were all cute!
Yep, that's right. Being cute was justice. Cute children who were naughty would be painful at all. Uncute children who were naughty would be tied to rockets.
What? Were there no children who weren't naughty? Well, if a cute little fellow wasn't naughty, it wouldn't be interesting at all.
The wood spirits were undoubtedly cute. If I saw that the children were well-behaved, I would even think of ways to make them happy. For example, I recently purchased a potion from Olivia that could corrode fiber materials. It was quite effective, but unfortunately, all of them were like airplanes, so there wasn't much to see.
However, perhaps it was because I was in a good mood recently that I had more opportunities to joke around. These little girls were becoming more and more vigilant. Apart from Samantha, none of the other Seven Virtues appeared in front of me.
Samantha, the current leader of the wood spirits, who often appeared in front of me, was far too serious. She was always lecturing me, and it was quite boring even if I wanted to tease her.
I once again untied Rosa's braids that she had just finished braiding and teased her as she pounded me with her tiny fists. Then, I happily looked down at her with my "superior" attitude. I couldn't help but laugh out loud as I watched Rosa become more and more upset.
"It doesn't matter how tall a mountain is. It doesn't matter how tall a person is. It's fine as long as they're taller than you. Eating a Dusk Fruit to grow taller was truly the wisest choice."
Rosa then instantly burst into tears as she kept pounding me with her tiny fists. However, I only laughed even more happily as I treated it as a massage.
"… You're just like a child who can't grow up."
Amelia finished making some fruit dishes and brought them over to me.
They were all fresh fruits that seemed quite ordinary. There were apples, oranges, bananas … and even Harloys' favorite eggplant.
Speaking of Harloys, it was quite strange that I couldn't find any of her clones after entering this flower field. I felt quite uncomfortable without a professional commenting nearby.
"My clones were all killed off by the woman before you! Ahhh, it's another man-eating flower! Can't you try something different? Is this clone going to be killed off as well … Amelia! New tricks aren't for you to change your tentacles! Let go of me! You're not Beifeng, so why are you interested in cats … "
Alright then, I see. I thank Amelia for providing us with so much fun with her comments. I also observed a moment of silence for Amelia's clone 107, who had been sacrificed yet again. Now, let us focus on the most important issue at hand.
"… Cavendish, how did I find you? Weren't you supposed to be on the human side? "
Amelia was a high-level member of the human allied armies, especially since she was both a member of the Bardi royalty and a Truth Mage. She was also the lubricant between the Mage Country and the Bardi Empire.
Even if I escaped, Amelia shouldn't have been able to escape. Amelia should currently be working hard on the northern battlefront. Why did she appear in front of me? And what did she mean by "dying once"?
Amelia smiled wryly when she heard this …
"This time, I really did die once …"
I more or less understood what had happened as Amelia explained the situation to me.
This incident had actually happened quite recently. Amelia had been ambushed by Cavendish at around 8 AM this morning.
The Abyss Prince's attack had been quite direct. A fireball descended from the sky and directly flattened the nearby human camp, creating a large crater with a radius of 50 meters.
Amelia then fought him fiercely. Amelia lost, but Cavendish didn't have an easy time either.
I clicked my tongue as I listened. This story sounded quite ordinary, but there was quite a lot of information in it.
What was unexpected, but reasonable, was that Amelia had indeed reached the level of a Main God. From a certain standpoint, the power of nature still had a natural enemy. It feared the power of Chaos, which could distort nature and natural laws. Druil and Nature Priests hated demon warlocks and dark cultists the most.
Meanwhile, the Nature Faction loved to open up their personal domains as they fought and change the terrain of the world. Powerful demons had their own Chaos Abyss domain, which was perfect for distorting nature and completely countered them.
If you summoned plants, they would cause the plants to decay and die. If you summoned animal companions, they would cause the animals to demonize into magical beasts. If you used nature magic to summon calamities to attack, powerful demons could use their will to distort nature.
However, considering that the Nature Faction had once been the main pillar of Order in the mortal plane, and the power of Chaos had always been the core of the Chaos Faction, it was understandable that the Nature Faction would keep weakening as they fought against each other.
Amelia's power countered mine, my power countered Cavendish's, and Cavendish's power countered Amelia's … Such a chaotic relationship might sound troublesome, but it was actually a mutual restraint between factions. This was common knowledge.
This kind of restraint could allow one to have an advantage across several levels.
If Amelia really was as she said, and although she lost, her power countered Cavendish's, she still faintly caused Cavendish to suffer a major disadvantage, then this could only mean one thing.
"Amelia, you're already stronger than Cavendish?"
Amelia smiled as she shook her head.
"Compared to the veteran Main Gods, there's still quite a bit of a difference. When I discovered that it would be difficult for me to win or lose, I directly detonated that physical body of mine and returned here."
As she spoke, the entire forest began to murmur. Every tree, flower, shrub, and vine was making a rhythmic sound. At this moment, I confirmed my previous guess — this entire forest was Amelia. As long as the Forest of Dreams and the wood spirits didn't die, Amelia would never die.
Even I, who wasn't particularly competitive, felt rather complex emotions as I looked at the woman before me.
Others were naturally talented and worked hard to cultivate for several hundred years. They would slay demons or slay Gods to finally ascend to Godhood. Wasn't it all for the sake of living longer and becoming stronger?
However, those who ascended to Godhood would gain just as much as they lost. Amelia had never had any ambition to ascend to Godhood. According to what I knew, she didn't even have any desire for power. Yet, she had obtained true immortality and eternity.
In fact, in terms of Godhood, she was on the same level as the Creator Goddess herself. This definitely wasn't a realm that could be reached through hard work and talent. In fact, I couldn't even say what method she had used to reach this level. If I had to find a reason:
Luck? Or perhaps a nicer word would be fate?
Amelia's immortality was different from the Order Gods who were stuck to their Divine Concepts or Godhoods. Amelia's immortality was absolute freedom and limitless evolution. Not only that, she had created her own God Faction together with her family. Most importantly, obtaining such immortality was 99% due to luck. If news of this spread, many Gods would probably go mad with jealousy.
"Actually, if you want such immortality, I can share it with you as well."
The green-haired girl chuckled. At this moment, I was certain that this woman was capable of reading minds.
Although she was speaking in a joking tone, I knew that Amelia was being serious. If I nodded, as long as I bound my soul to this forest, I would naturally become the original God of this forest and obtain immortality with my accumulations.
"… Although I'm quite envious, there are some things I still need to do. I can only apologize."
"You're lying. Even if you don't have anything you need to do, you'll still refuse. I'm truly sorry, but I can't give you the life you want. If you like to live like a wild dog, continue wandering around the world. "
Amelia pouted, but her eyes were smiling. It was obvious that she was pretending to be angry.
I was unable to keep up with this Amelia who was becoming more and more "complete" and "celestial," so I could only tell her the truth.
"Since you already know, why are you still inviting me? How insincere."
"Hmph, I'm full of sincerity. Some things need to be done before giving up. You're saying that I'm insincere? Who's the one who promised to always come back to see the children? It's been so many years, but I haven't heard a single word from them, causing these children to spend more than 90% of their lives without a father. Every day, they ask me 'where's Dad?' "
Amelia had actually learned to fake cry. Rosa cooperatively made a teary-eyed expression. This time, I was unable to handle it anymore.
Compared to my previous domineering upperclassman, this upperclassman was hundreds of times more difficult to deal with …
And so, I directly took out a white handkerchief and waved it, waving the white flag in surrender.
"Let's get down to business. Just how powerful is Cavendish?"
That's right, my goal here was to ask Cavendish about his true power level, not because he was a so-called Chaos Girl.
Since Cavendish had attacked Amelia, it was already evident that Amelia was a Chaos Girl. And after I completely understood what a Chaos Girl was from my System and Aillé, I was no longer interested in asking about the Chaos Girls.
Even if she was a Chaos Girl, Amelia would still be Amelia, and Eliza would still be Eliza. She wouldn't become someone else just because of the origin of her soul.
And now that it was confirmed that Amelia had already reached the Creator level through this forest, it would be impossible for the other Chaos Girls or even Main Gods to return to their original power level. That was why I guessed that Cavendish hadn't given up because he couldn't defeat Amelia. Rather, he had discovered that continuing to fight would be meaningless, which was why he directly gave up.
That was why asking about the Chaos Girls would be meaningless for me. As for Cavendish …
"That sly brat has never once fought seriously against me. There's no eyewitness information either. I don't even know what his Concept or his Myth-ranked weapon is!"
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