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"Phew…" Alma sighed, resting over a chair made of Root's branches. "I never thought we'll have a divine material contest out of the blue, this place's wild."
"The more I see them, the more chard I am before their magnificent forms." Root said, looking at the beautiful harvested divine plants we got, from all shapes and colors.
"Are you in love with them or sothing now?" Hers sighed. "Well, makes sense seeing how you're a walking plant…"
"I don't think I can develop such a feeling anymore. I lost my beloved wife long ago… She's the only one in my heart, despite my mories being fuzzy…" Sighed Root.
"It must be hard to have your mories shuffled like that…" Sighed Elma.
"Yeah… have you rembered sothing more?" Elena asked.
"A bit, as I grow stronger, my soul seems to be healed more. mories sotis flow, fragnts of them. I rember her… a fair maiden, as beautiful as the sun. She reminds slightly of you, Alma." Sighed Root. "And I had… I had a daughter with my beloved. I believe my daughter could had been the ancestor of your family. I sworn when I died betrayed by Oberon that I would protect my family as well…"
As I heard them talking, I joined the conversation. The contest was pretty much over and I left a group of chefs with cooking spirits making so tasty lunch using divine materials. The winner was also Benladann who used her titanic strength to harvest a hundreds and three plants in the ti limit, her prize was… well, whatever she wanted, so she asked for a new armor.
"We've talked a couple of tis now but I've never completely heard that story, Root. I wish you guys could open up more with and explain things to more clearly." I said.
"Yeah, I guess we owe you that much." Hers nodded.
"Little sister, I'm back with snacks." A handso and tall red, blonde elf walked in as well, Alma's big brother. Callon was healed and had a bit of rehabilitation before recovering fully.
Now that he was finally freed from Greenwood's brainwashing he had beco a completely different man and doted on his little sister a lot. He had beco a complete sister con and was quite jealous of her closeness with Hers as well.
"Ah, Callon! Fries! My favorites, thanks a lot!" Alma began eating them happily.
"Lord Drake, you're here! How about we sit down and enjoy so food?" Callon asked politely. "Here, everyone, let's sit."
We quickly sat down around a small table while Callon called his sister to sit down at his side.
"Co sister, you don't need to lower yourself by being at the side of this… bootlicker." Said Callon.
"Eh?! Who are ya calling bootlicker?!" Hers got angered right away.
"Hmph." Callon ignored his tantrum.
"Ahahah… I am happy you're so nice with , big brother, but please don't be like this with Hers…" Alma sighed. "He's… soone very special to ."
Oh? Did their relationship finally went sowhere, I wonder?
"S-Special?!" Callon suddenly felt terrified. "T-Tell ! D-Did he tried to nasty you pure body, my little princess?!"
"E-Eh? No… Nothing like that… yet." Alma giggled while blushing a bit.
"Yet? S-So you plan to?!" Callon asked.
"Hey you sister complex pervert, leave her alone for a bit. Don't you see she's suffocating with you?" Hers asked.
"Hmph! Maybe it is ti I put you in your place!" Callon quickly stood up, confronting Hers.
"P-Please calm down… Or you'll make force you two."
Alma's eyes suddenly glowed bright blue, with a gray aura…
"We have an important guest here, so please stop being so stupid and sit down, you two. Or else…" Alma began cracking her knuckles.
"Y-Yes ma'am." Hers nodded.
"S-Sorry about that." Callon apologized.
"Anyways, as I was talking before…" Root went into detail about what he was and more, and about his mory Fragnts.
He told he had recalled he used to be the best friend of Oberon but got betrayed by him when Oberon was about to ascend to a Venerable, and had his powers stolen so Oberon could breakthrough. He said his friend ended helping him all this ti, for so many years, only so he could nurture him into a suitable god he could suck his power from.
He doesn't even rember his past na at all, his death was grueso, and he said his soul was almost destroyed by Oberon absorbing his powers. The world's will, Yggdrasil's Will, for whatever motive, decided to choose him as the one that would beco her son. And thousands of years later, she reincarnated him through her Yggdrasil Seed while planting him into the corpse of an Ancient Nature Dragon.
Like that, he was reborn, feeding from the Dragon Energy of the decaying corpse and when he opened his eyes again, the entire dragon's bones and scales beca part of his body, turning into wood alongside him. Since then, he learned how to shapeshift into plants, absorb plants, devour monsters to absorb their mana, and slowly ranked up.
He was given the task of protecting his family, and to protect the Alma, who perhaps due to her ability to draw endless source of mana, was the most least person she wanted Oberon's soul fragnts to get their hands into. Like that, he et Alma when she was still a little girl and helped her over ti, always acting as her guardian.
"That is pretty much it…" Root sighed.
"I see… Have you entered the Draconic Records before?" I wondered.
"The Draconic Records… I have not, but I've heard about it. How do I exactly enter it?" Wondered Root.
So he really doesn't know how… Ah, I guess he's really clueless about all dragon related things. He's more plant than dragon though, I am fairly sure Nature Dragons still got… flesh on them, this guy's all plant.
"Don't worry, I'll help you get in then." I nodded. "However, in exchange, give so of your blood."
I wanted to see if I could acquire the Nature Dragon Bloodline from Root.
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