A druid's home was always distinctive.
Living in a tree hollow was already a rather ordinary choice.
More extreme druids preferred the feeling of sleeping rough, stripping away unnecessary clothing and letting their skin feel the tenderness of the evening breeze.
But this fairy lady named Ailivy was not quite that wild, at least for now.
Seeing the collapsed giant tree before him bound to the ground by vines, with a wooden door set into its hollow heart, Tang Qi knew that she belonged to the more moderate sort among druids.
The door stood open. Red carnations bloomed throughout the pipe-like dwelling. Amid the flourishing flowers was a broad bed, while at the far end of the treehouse stood a crib lined with clouds.
Little Rascal walked to a wooden table where glimmers like gold dust flickered. He picked up one of them and discovered that it was transparent glass. "Look, [Road of Wealth]."
Little Rascal covered her mouth and nose in disbelief, unable to stop herself from shaking her head. "How could it be Elder Ailivy—how could she do something that harmed the Ebony Forest?"
Tang Qi, who had hurried over out of curiosity, raised a hand. "Sorry to interrupt, but who is this Elder Ailivy?"
Druids were close to nature, but not to ordinary people.
Especially after the Ebony Forest had become a dream, it had refused visitors for ten years.
Tang Qi had only gained the right to enter the forest because he had previously saved Little Rascal and received the ranger's Newleaf, becoming an honored guest who had come to help the Ebony Forest.
Now that the druids had embraced the Dream Society, and to prevent the truth of the dream from leaking out, the only druid he had met since arriving in the Ebony Forest