Chapter 190 - The Seed Has Been Planted

Gaven suddenly remembered that during the last soul fusion, when he chased that figure and their silhouettes overlapped, he could no longer find it.That was Lord Virginia’s soul memory. Could it be that the alteration occurred for this reason?

It seemed that after the soul fusion, the way Virginia looked at him was indeed a little different.

Initially, he thought it was just the natural closeness that came with soul fusion, but now it seemed it wasn’t that simple.

But this was the memory of the Dragon Oak Mother Tree, so how could an alteration have occurred?

"I really miss you! I miss you so much!" a murmur echoed in his ear,

At some point, Virginia had already snuggled up beside him, her demeanor tender like rain, with sorrow and profound emotions seeping out as if to melt Gaven.

Gaven stiffened for a moment before returning to normal and naturally embraced her.

Although he didn’t know where the problem lay, this matter was definitely a pie falling from the sky for him.

Considering the current developments, the Rocklands would sooner or later become his great rear base, and he couldn’t just hole up here with many more situations to handle; he would inevitably need to leave it to a capable and trustworthy person to manage.

Kidnapping Anna, that was Gaven’s plan all along, preparing to cultivate her early.

As for Anna’s character, Gaven absolutely trusted her, but her abilities in this regard might not be up to scratch, after all, some things are determined from birth, and training later on has very limited effects.

Lord Virginia was sound in both ability and character, the only question was trust.

If their relationship were to get even closer, it would solve many issues.

As for moral and psychological burdens?

Would he take advantage of someone in their moment of weakness?

He estimated that nine out of ten men wouldn’t have that problem, especially when faced with Virginia, such a full-flavored and sexy married woman.

Deep down, they probably hoped that such good fortune would fall upon them.

In this regard, Gaven was no different from the average man.

The kind of man who doesn’t fantasize about beautiful women in midnight dreams is not nonexistent, but certainly rare.

Gaven never claimed to be a good man, nor would he pretend to be an upright gentleman who keeps his composure at this moment.

Of course, Gaven did not immediately mount his horse and charge into battle.

Because this place was neither Virginia’s Sea of Consciousness nor his own, but that of the Dragon Oak Mother Tree.

Up to now, Gaven still wasn’t sure if the Dragon Oak Mother Tree had its own consciousness; he wasn’t keen on performing for others, even if it was an unconventional consciousness.

But the soul touch that resulted in soul fusion still delighted Gaven immensely.

In the end, the scene displayed by the Dragon Scales Mother Tree froze on Gaven and Virginia, and in the Sea of Consciousness, another dragon’s roar echoed.

Only this dragon’s roar became the last roar.

Frederick completely dissipated in the torrents of time, turning into the stars in the sky, with the majority flowing into the Dragon Oak Mother Tree, and a small portion evenly entering the Soul Consciousness of Gaven and Virginia.

The two of them and the tree became parts of a puzzle, each holding a corner, and only when the three were together could they form the complete picture of the Dragon Oak Mother Tree.

This situation probably had a lot to do with Virginia being the Lady of the Spring Bud Forest.

After all, the Dragon Oak Mother Tree was also a part of the Spring Bud Forest.

Their consciousnesses were simultaneously ejected from the Sea of Consciousness.

In reality, the two were no longer simply holding hands, but were entwined closely together.

It had turned into Gaven sitting on the Lord’s chair with Virginia nestled in his arms, her clothing half-unraveled, her creamy skin faintly visible, her stunning face flush with color, her rosy lips parted slightly, breathing out an enchanting air.

Gaven’s hands were placed on sensitive areas, one of them feeling wet and sticky.

Lord Virginia suddenly pushed Gaven away and stood up, her beautiful face showing remorse as she said, "I’m sorry, I mistook you for him. We shouldn’t have done this."

It appeared that soul memory was one thing, but reality was another.

Virginia’s memory hadn’t been altered to the extent that Gaven was her beloved, with more of it likely being an overlay and misplacement.

Gaven wiped his hands clean without a trace, stood up, and said, "The one who should be sorry is me, I was unable to control myself."

"The study of spells and such, let’s talk about it later. Let’s go and see that Black Dragoness!" Virginia dared not meet Gaven’s gaze, nor dared to engage in further soul contact.

Her thoughts were in turmoil, knowing that the person she once loved was not Gaven, but now she always confused that person with Gaven. Or perhaps, she couldn’t recall her lover’s face, all that remained was Gaven.

Her feelings were the most intense now, which left her panicked and unsure about where the problem lay.

"It’s just your body!" Gaven knew when to hold back; such things couldn’t be rushed.

The seed was sown, what remained was for it to take root and sprout; such things, the longer they are suppressed, the more intense the eventual eruption—just like a man’s desires.

"I’m much better now, the strength from Frederick’s dissipating Dragon Soul has helped me recover quite a bit of my spirit." Upon hearing Virginia say this, Gaven couldn’t help but observe seriously.

Her complexion, compared to earlier, was indeed much improved, ripe with the glow of spring, beguiling.

Gaven’s gaze made Virginia somewhat uncomfortable, her hands uncertain where to rest.

This appearance, reminiscent of a shy young girl, was all the more tempting coming from a fully matured beautiful woman, igniting sinful impulses.

This only fed Gaven’s arrogance, brazenly appreciating the beauty; if looks could devour, Gaven would have consumed her countless times over.

This time, Lord Virginia didn’t even dare to hold Gaven’s hand and instead, called over Aivensa, who was frolicking around Spring Bud Fortress.

Transformed into a little girl, the Young Red Copper Dragon circled around Gaven and Virginia like a little dog, extending her nose to sniff here and there, with an unmistakable puzzlement in her gaze.

Feeling guilty, the two of them suddenly felt a bit on edge, afraid that this little one with the sharp nose would detect something amiss.

If so, that would be somewhat hard to explain, especially for Virginia, who, forgetting her shyness, kept signaling to Gaven with her eyes repeatedly.

Gaven took the initiative and asked, "What’s wrong? Is there something not right?"

"Not right, very not right." Aivensa nodded gravely.

Even Gaven felt somewhat guilty now, "What’s not right?"

"There is an extremely, extremely familiar scent on you both," said Aivensa with her little face full of irrepressible confusion.

The two of them couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief; so that was it, they had overthought the matter.

Just now, when the Dragon Soul of the Dragon Oak Mother Tree dissipated, a part of its strength infused into their souls, and there certainly would be the pure scent of Red Copper Dragon blood. For Aivensa, who was also of the Red Copper Dragon kind, to feel familiar, was only natural.

If it were any other time, they should have thought of this earlier, but because they had guilty consciences, they kept connecting it to their own unclean affairs.

Gaven quickly responded, "Familiar is right, do you feel the presence of the Dragon Oak Mother Tree, the scent of Lord Frederick?"

With such a reminder, the Young Red Copper Dragon’s eyes suddenly lit up, and she nodded, "Yes, yes, that’s Lord Frederick’s scent, but how come these two scents are so strong on you both?"

"That’s perfectly normal, Virginia is the Ruler of Spring Bud Forest, and the Dragon Oak Mother Tree is also part of Spring Bud Forest, I am now the Guardian of the Dragon Oak Mother Tree," said Gaven as if it were a matter of course, without telling Aivensa that Frederick’s remaining Dragon Soul had already dissipated.

Or rather, no one knew that the Dragon Oak Mother Tree still held the Legendary Giant Dragon’s last wisp of Dragon Soul.

"That’s true, too," Aivensa reluctantly accepted this explanation, "Let’s go."

Aivensa pulled on Gaven’s and Virginia’s hands, one on the left, one on the right.

This greatly relieved Virginia, who now dared not to have any intimate contact with Gaven.

The situation at this very moment seemed almost like that of a family of three.

Aivensa, without such complicated thoughts, felt a sense of being cherished while being sandwiched between the two people she valued the most right now; she liked this feeling.

The three stepped through the portal.

The next second, the noisy construction sound of the Dragon Oak Dragon Nest disappeared, and all the Gnolls knelt on the ground thumpingly.

It wasn’t noticeable back at Spring Bud Fortress.

Now, standing under the Dragon Oak Mother Tree, Gaven could truly feel how close his connection to it was; he seemed capable of clearly sensing the Dragon Oak Mother Tree’s life rhythm, its exuberance, its pain.

Especially when standing with Virginia, a torrent of Life Force formed a complete cycle, and Dragon Might naturally enveloped everything.

The Gnolls were most sensitive to this and couldn’t withstand it, kneeling on the spot.

At this moment, Gaven came to a realization: the last of Frederick’s Dragon Soul dissipated because of him. If it hadn’t dissipated, there would always have been a barrier between him and the Dragon Oak Mother Tree, but now their intimacy was genuinely boundless.

Gaven’s thoughts shifted, and his Soul Consciousness merged directly with this torrent.

His thinking dramatically stretched out, and a different kind of vision appeared in thin air.

In this vision, every entity appeared as dots of light.

Each dot represented one life, a living person. Tʜe sourcᴇ of thɪs content ɪs NoᴠᴇFɪre.nᴇt

The densely packed and differently colored dots were unmistakably the Gnolls of Eagle Cliff Town.

The size of the dots varied; the larger ones signified individuals with stronger life forces.

The varied colors, Gaven surmised, must have something to do with their energy Attributes.

If this speculation was right, then there were many uses; in the future, when Gnolls take the Dragon Blood Potion, Gaven would be able to tailor treatment, achieving a higher success rate and maximizing the potion’s efficacy.

The largest dot, naturally, was Virginia’s, green with a touch of earthy yellow.

His own was the reverse, earthy yellow tinged with green.

The other two earthy yellow ones included Young Dragon Aivensa and Shanoba.

This Black Dragoness was also of the Earth Attribute.

With a thought, Gaven came up with a marvelous idea worth trying.

Beyond the Dragon Oak Dragon Nest, Gaven could even sense the situation with the Pikespirit in Nectar Village atop the Dragon Oak.

He could even sense a bit from the Foul Giants in the Dark Domain corroding another root of the Dragon Oak Mother Tree.

But what came from there were mostly pain and anger among many negative emotions, shrouded in black Mist, with occasionally brighter black dots of light that wreaked of evil, likely representing the Foul Giants.

The part of the Dragon Oak Mother Tree that was being eroded seemed to have grown larger than the last time.

The Foul Giants were indeed stubborn about this and needed to be dealt with as soon as possible.

Gaven pulled his consciousness back from the Dragon Oak Mother Tree and took out a vial of Red Copper Dragon Blood Potion from the Howard Convenient Bag and forced it down Shanoba’s mouth.

Shanoba looked terrified and struggled fiercely, but tied up as tightly as a maggot, she had no chance to break free from Gaven’s iron grip.

However, the so-called poison that the other party was forcing into her dissolved instantly upon contact.