Journey from Overlord

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"What!" The Dryad was stunned.

"Good girl, this isn't your fault. You've tried very hard." Aya smiled gently, stroking the Dryad's head in comfort.

'Ah, the mistress's hand, the mistress's voice...' The Dryad's heart trembled.

'Also, the one on my face... of my mistress...'

'Soft, warm, and elastic, what is this, is it the divine realm?' The Dryad's mind was completely confused. She clearly had a high tolerance for abnormal states!

The Dryad's head was completely buried. Should we say that she is worthy of being the Mother Goddess of Life? Such tolerance is really terrifying!

"I have no regrets in death." With the Elven Dragon's eyes filled with envy and jealousy, the Dryad staggered out of Aya's arms.

'The flowers on your head are about to burst.' The Elven Dragon complained inwardly.

'Damn it, I'm so envious, why don't I have the skill to transform into a human form...'

However, in dragon form, it can be ridden by the mistress...

"Speaking of which..." Aya suddenly thought of something, unaware of what the Elven Dragon and the Dryad were thinking.

The Dryad cannot summon a permanent sacred tree, but it is not completely impossible to do so in the game. There are other means, such as paid items.

"If I had the sapling of the sacred tree, I should be able to create it." As she said this, Aya took out a green sapling from her inventory, one she had obtained from a capsule toy.

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The four restricted areas of the Moonlight Forest and the dense woods were silent at this moment.

This silence had lasted for a hundred years. Ever since the Millennium Tree Spirit awakened its consciousness and decided to provide shelter for the plants and monsters in the forest, the dense forest had become a forbidden zone for humans and demihumans.

The forest was densely populated by towering trees, beneath which shrubs and grasses thrived. Further down, there were umbrella-capped mushrooms, lichens covering the shade, and harmless insects and small animals like squirrels—the few creatures allowed to enter this place.

It was such a peaceful place—quiet and serene, without the roars of wild beasts, without the clanging of swords—only the rustling of the trees in the wind.

This place was considered a restricted area by outsiders, and it was also a paradise for plants.

But today, the tranquility was rarely broken.

A snow-white shadow moved through the dense forest at a speed invisible to the naked eye. Its body was huge but incredibly agile. The branches and vines posed no threat to it, as it carefully avoided stepping on the flowers and grass.

It moved through the dense forest with ease, eventually reaching the deepest part of the woods.

Here, the trees grew sparse, revealing a clearing, and in the center of that clearing stood his old friend.

"Old Tree, why did you call me here? What's the matter?" The visitor stretched his neck, "The road here is really difficult to walk on."

"Little fox, you're here at last." A low and soothing voice came, the rustling sound of trembling leaves following, like the sound of an empty valley. Such a sound made the fox feel at ease.

[Millennium Tree Spirit] and [Holy White Fox Demon], two of the Four Sages of the Forest, maintained the only friendly relationship among the four kings—[Death Spider King] was murderous by nature, while [Giant Killer Snake] was too obsessed with power.

The white fox had no race of his own to manage, nor was he obsessed with power. All he did every day was sleep, forage for food, and wander around the forest. He had visited the other two before, but those visits always ended poorly.

In the end, only the peace-loving Tree Spirit successfully became the white fox's partner after a period of communication.

"Little fox, run." The Tree Spirit said slowly, but the other party obviously didn't understand.

"Run? From where? The Misty Woods?"

"Leave this forest. I don't mean the Misty Woods, but the entire forest. Run." The Tree Spirit said, his voice very low.

"What on earth happened?" The white fox's voice became serious. He knew the Tree Spirit's character—he would never joke.

Moreover, the Tree Spirit could communicate with the plants in the forest and thus had insight into everything that occurred in the entire forest.

"Is it the human army attacking? Demihumans? Or adamantite-level adventurers?"

"No, none of that. It's much more terrifying than these." The Tree Spirit paused.

"Something appeared a few hours ago, and from the moment it appeared, I lost contact with half of the forest. At that moment, I had an illusion that those plants—those plants without intelligence but with only instinct—knelt down in the same direction all at once."

"Then, not long ago, a powerful mental force swept across the entire forest, traveling along the links of the plants. I have never seen such a powerful mental force. It was like a wood dragon—no, it was far superior to the Dragon King! Even though that being entered the forest for only a second, I am sure that it exists."

The tree spirit concluded in a heavy voice,

"Some terrible monster has come here, a monster more terrible than the Dragon King."

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Aya was sitting by the lake, splashing water back and forth with her bare feet. The Elven Dragon coiled behind her when she suddenly muttered something strange.

"If you want to be rich, plant trees first."

In the world where she originally lived, the environment had completely deteriorated. The sky and the earth were black, and the sky was full of black smoke and flying sand. Humans could barely survive outside the city.

According to historical records, during the process of environmental degradation, an Eastern country made outstanding contributions to environmental protection. They built a large number of shelterbelts in the country, successfully blocking sandstorms and desertification.

"If you want to be rich, plant trees first." It was also a slogan from that country.

Now, Aya had to plant a tree—a divine tree of creation.

"My lady, the island in the middle of the lake has been built, and the saplings have been planted. I am going to start the catalysis." Dryad's voice reached her ears.

"Okay, please." Aya couldn't help with this, so she could only leave it to Dryad. By the way, she had used intermediate magic beasts to create a few goblins to help.

As for the Elven Dragon, it was of no help at all. The Elven Dragon, specialized in combat, could only lie on the side and sleep.

A flash of colorful light was followed by the sound of something breaking through the ground. In about three seconds, as Aya watched in shock, a towering tree had grown.

On the surface, it looked no different from any other tree except that it was slightly larger. However, if you looked closely, you would see that every leaf of this tree was incredibly green, reflecting the sun and emitting seven colors of light.

There were fine patterns on each leaf. According to the setting, the patterns on each leaf were unique, though Aya had never looked at it carefully.

And this didn't seem to be an illusion. When the sacred tree appeared, the already clear lake water beneath it seemed to become even clearer and brighter.

"Then there are the Emerald Spirit Trees." As the words herad, three Emerald Spirit Trees appeared around the Tree of Creation. These trees were slightly shorter than the giant tree in the center, but their vitality and beauty were remarkable.

"My lady, the tree house you asked for has been completed." Dryad floated down from the crown of the spiritual tree, landed beside Aya, and saluted.

"That's amazing." Aya said in awe.