Chapter 1862: Section 1863: Field Mission
To improve Tree Spirit’s mood, Angel could only think of the issue with the tea party venue.
“That’s not it, Lianna is still insisting on having carve out a space inside the Eternal Tree, and also connect it with a conduit to the Life Pool to extract scents.” Tree Spirit sighed and shook his head. But then quickly added, “However, Nightsever was quite good and didn’t jump on Lianna’s topic.”
When ntioning Nightsever, Tree Spirit’s eyes lit up.
Angel was almost certain that Tree Spirit’s good mood was sohow related to Nightsever.
“At first, I thought Nightsever would be like Lianna, persuading to open a tea party space, after all, Lianna was the one who invited Nightsever.” Tree Spirit smiled lightly, “But Nightsever didn’t do that.”
“What did she say?” Angel asked curiously.
“She said that opening a space for a tea party was indeed a bit troubleso and suggested that Lianna need not be so persistent.”
Angel: “And then?”
“Lianna didn’t agree, so Nightsever said we should each take a step back.”
Upon hearing this, Angel felt it was a little odd. Tree Spirit hadn’t even taken a step forward, essentially just staying put, so if he stepped back, wouldn’t it an Lianna took a step forward?
Tree Spirit continued, “Nightsever gave a very reasonable suggestion, advising that Lianna and I search for a suitable venue for the tea party, and if we truly couldn’t find one, then it wouldn’t be too late to create a space.”
Angel: “…And then?”
Tree Spirit: “Lianna agreed.”
And that was it.
Angel: “…” Is that why you’re in a good mood?
Anyone could see that Nightsever hadn’t really done anything. Lianna was certainly not going to find another place for the tea party. Even if Tree Spirit found a good one, Lianna could just say it’s “unsuitable,” rendering it all pointless.
It seed like Nightsever was considering both sides, but she rely broadened the rhetoric, without changing the available options, and still handed over the speaking power to Lianna.
Ultimately, it was Tree Spirit who compromised, not the determined Lianna who was set on creating space.
Angel looked at Tree Spirit’s lingering nostalgic smile and sighed deeply.
Tree Spirit might know Nightsever’s intentions, but Nightsever’s words seed to consider Tree Spirit’s feelings. Just this tiny bit of minimal touch was received and magnified by Tree Spirit.
At this point, Angel didn’t know what to say, so he chose silence… After all, whether or not the exclusive tea party space was created had nothing to do with him. He didn’t need to pick a side. Even if he had to, there were no stakes between favoring Lianna or Tree Spirit—in terms of interests, emotions, or safety.
While Angel decided to distance himself from the choices, Tree Spirit suddenly coughed a couple of tis, then cautiously asked Angel, “By the way, do you rember the suggestion I made to you earlier?”
Angel was caught off guard and didn’t react right away: “What suggestion?”
“It’s the task we talked about before.”
ntioning the task, Angel imdiately understood what Tree Spirit was referring to.
A few days ago, when Angel left Lord Reine, Tree Spirit approached him and offered several suggestions, including one hoping Angel could take on so tasks.
Official Wizards need to give back while enjoying resources. That’s what the task quota ans.
Because of Angel’s role at the Research and Developnt Institute, which brought many benefits to the Barbarian Cave, this ti he wasn’t obligated to handle the task quota. Still, Tree Spirit hoped he would accept so tasks to quell rumors and integrate faster into the Barbarian Cave’s wizard circle.
“Do you recall it now?” Tree Spirit noticed a change in Angel’s expression and quickly asked.
“Yes, I rember now. But why did you suddenly bring up the task, Tree Spirit?”
With utmost gentleness, Tree Spirit said, “I have a task here. Would you be interested? The rewards are quite substantial~”
Angel quietly looked at Tree Spirit: “Is it about the tea party venue?”
Tree Spirit nodded: “Smart.”
Angel: “…” It was easy to guess. Tree Spirit brought up the task, clearly hoping Angel would help find a tea party venue.
“So, would you like to take on this task?”
Angel shook his head without hesitation: “Tree Spirit, you should also know that I’m busy reflecting on myself lately. I don’t think I have ti for that task.”
Tree Spirit’s eyes dimd. He understood Angel’s situation and could only sigh, “Alright, then I’ll ask soone else.”
Angel wanted to tell Tree Spirit that even if he asked others, the task would likely fail… Lianna was resolute and wouldn’t change her mind.
Unless a better place could be found.
But such a place was extrely rare.
The tea party was also a place to showcase the power of the Barbarian Cave. What place could be better than inside the Eternal Tree? What could better demonstrate the strength of the Barbarian Cave?
The answer was negative; at least near the Pamiji Plateau, it couldn’t be found.
Tree Spirit could probably predict Angel’s thoughts too, but still planned to try, maybe sothing could be found?
After discussing the tea party matter, Tree Spirit added, “Speaking of which, you haven’t told why you were looking for ?”
Returning to the main topic, Angel imdiately composed himself and briefly explained the situation.
“You an Tizarro’s diary?” Tree Spirit pondered, “I do know of that diary and have seen its contents.”
Tree Spirit’s eyes showed a hint of depth: “I know what you want to ask. It’s about that hidden room, right?”
Angel nodded. As expected, Tree Spirit knew about it.
Tree Spirit: “I don’t know much about the hidden room either. Tizarro never ntioned it. I only found out about it later, after he left the Southern Domain and I read the diary.”
“Tree Spirit, have you t Tizarro?” Angel realized the answer even before finishing the question, given Tree Spirit’s status, he must have t Tizarro.
Tree Spirit glanced at Angel, but didn’t address the question, continuing about the hidden room: “After discovering the hidden room ntioned in the diary, wizards did explore the ruins, but unfortunately found no clues.”
“Even Rhein entered the ruins back then and discovered nothing.”
“Later, we generally agreed that the so-called hidden room might not exist. The diary’s ntion could have been Tizarro’s casual note.”
“If there truly is a hidden room, it’s likely insignificant. If it were special, Tizarro surely would have ntioned it.”
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