Slime Immortal.

Chapter 109: Stone Pass
Arthur bowed slightly. "Greetings, Lady Viola, but please do not address me as the Little Lord. Your Majesty does not appreciate such titles."

"Well, my Lord with a bad temper."

"You two can let down your guard. As the wisest of the dryads, I, Viola, will certainly not mistake a friend for an enemy."

Viola puffed out her chest as she spoke, with a mature confidence that didn't match her appearance.

But in Chen Yu's eyes, she was just a little kid less than 1.3 meters tall.

Not much older than him.

At least they are of the same quality.

Viola looked at Iselin who had a cold face beside her.

"Iselin, relax. Death is an integral part of the natural cycle. As long as it doesn't cause disorderly destruction and the spread of decay, there's no need to be overly vigilant."

Iselin stood straight, maintaining the elegant demeanor of an elf. Upon hearing this, she just nodded slightly and responded respectfully in a cold voice.

"Yes, Lady Viola."

"Hahaha, Lady Viola, if there's nothing else to do here, I'll be leaving." Old Bloom left tactfully.

After he left, Arthur asked, "Respected Lord Viola, thank you for taking me in. Your Majesty and I came from the East Swamp and accidentally entered here while chasing goblins."

"Excuse me, where exactly is the Rootwhispering Forest located in the mountains? How can we return safely to the East Swamp?"

Viola raised her little hand, and a slender vine immediately extended from the wall and took the map down from the bookshelf.

"This question is simple. The Rootwhisper forest is located on the edge of the Western Swamp. More precisely, it is located in the turbulent gap between the Western Swamp and the Underdark."

"Well... it's a miracle you were able to find this place after passing through the chaotic Western Swamp. If you want to return to the Eastern Swamp, the fastest way is to go east and pass through the narrow 'corridor' outside the Underdark."

"There lies a crucial fortress of the Goblin Legion—'Stonecrack Pass.' It's a crucial point for them to control the obsidian mines in the dungeon and guard the throat of the passageway. It's heavily guarded."

"Returning the same way won't work either. The Goblin Army should know you've entered the Rootwhisper forest and will definitely blockade the perimeter."

"What about the dungeon?"

Arthur conveyed Chen Yu's question, "Isn't the Gray Mist Lake Underground City well connected?"

Viola shook her head slightly.

"The dungeon is indeed as vast as a spider web, but most of the safe and accessible main passages have long been firmly controlled by the Goblin Army, with numerous checkpoints and traps set up."

"The remaining hidden paths are either occupied by cave-dwelling giant lizards, basilisks, or even more dangerous underground creatures. They are also filled with deadly underground poisonous gas and magma, or contain unknown dangers that even I cannot fully explore."

"Well... it's still too dangerous for you to pass through there with your strength, unless... our Slime Lord has the confidence to face all dangers."

Although there was no evidence, Chen Yu always suspected that this tree spirit was secretly plotting against him.

But those green dwarfs are really annoying.

Iselin's cold voice sounded at the right time.

"The fortress at Stonecrack Pass is regularly garrisoned by at least twenty well-equipped goblin platoons and a slave legion. A fixed array of catapults covers the main passages, and the ground and air are covered with trigger traps and magical alarms. Shamans maintain totemic spells such as mass bloodlust in the core area."

"Forcing a breakthrough is tantamount to suicide. The survival rate is less than one percent. Even high-level adventurers need careful planning and strong backup before they dare to go deep into it."

Viola nodded and swayed her little feet again, with a hint of the anticipation of a child making a suggestion.

"Iselin's analysis is very accurate. How about this, you two stay in Root Tongue Forest for a while."

"The empty room in Bloom is always reserved for you. Perhaps we can wait for a more favorable opportunity."

Arthur fell silent.

He wasn't worried about his own safety.

But when I think about the flower beds at the outpost being left unattended and the flowers being bullied by weeds, I feel guilty.

He hasn't tended his flower garden for several days...

Chen Yu patted him with his gel-like hands, comforting him, "Count Bran will occasionally go to the outpost to look after those little flowers, so don't worry too much." "Once the kingdom's army figures out the underground city's route, they'll be able to break through the goblin legion's blockade and bring you back."

"I'm sorry to trouble you, Your Majesty," said Arthur.

Seeing that he had made up his mind, Viola leaned forward slightly, and her eyes, full of wisdom, focused on Arthur again with a hint of curiosity.

"Young knight, in fact, since you entered here, I have sensed a familiar breath of nature from you. Is that a flower?"

The soul fire in Arthur's empty eye sockets flickered slightly, and he obviously didn't understand how Viola knew it.

But after Chen Yu agreed, he nodded silently and carefully took out the withered flower with fallen petals from the inside of the breastplate closest to the "heart".

"This is..." Iselin couldn't help but be stunned.

"Yes, it's the Nikko Daisy."

Viola's voice sounded, full of ancient and distant nostalgia.

"A miraculous flower that grows only in places of pure life. Its petals are like molten brilliance in the sunlight, and its heart is like the blazing core of the sun."

"Ancient legends endow it with the faint power to bridge the gap between life and death. It can temporarily soothe souls lost on the other side, and even... bring a glimmer of hope to the dying, preserving a glimmer of awareness and deepest longing for 'life' for the deceased."

“It is extremely rare, yet very common, like a gift from nature, and it only blooms from the purest and most flawless hearts.”

Viola stretched out her little hand, and the emerald green light flowed down like a spring full of vitality, gently but firmly wrapping the withered sunflower.

Under everyone's gaze, a miracle happened.

The shriveled and blackened receptacle quickly regained its plump and vibrant green color like a dead tree coming back to life in spring, and the stems also seemed to be injected with vitality and became straight.

Immediately afterwards, a dazzling yellow spot emerged from the center of the receptacle, like a rising sun.

It grows and stretches rapidly, and its oval petals, as bright as the sun, grow and bloom at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In just a few breaths, a flower emitting a faint warmth and pure sunshine scent lay quietly in Arthur's cold bony palm, and the center of the flower was like a small sun.

"It chose you, Knight."

Viola withdrew her little hand, and the light on her fingertips dissipated. There was a hint of fatigue on her little face after casting the spell, but more of it was relief and joy.

"This isn't just a flower; it's life's recognition and blessing of your soul's essence. You're not just a high-level undead in the ordinary sense. You're a special being... blessed by the miracle of life itself."

"Take good care of it, Arthur; it may bring you good luck."

Arthur carefully held the sunflower that had regained its vitality. He solemnly put this miracle flower back close to his "heart" bone, as if guarding the most precious treasure.

Viola seemed to suddenly remember something interesting. She held her soft chin with her little hand, tilted her head, and looked at Arthur like a curious baby.

"By the way, Arthur, did you encounter a special crow in the East Swamp, or on the way here? Its feathers are like the deepest night, its eyes are like molten gold, and um... its temper might be a bit bad."

Arthur's movements froze slightly, but he remembered His Majesty's teachings and tried to maintain the calmness of his skull face.

"A crow? Sorry, I've never seen one."

Viola didn't delve into it, but just said "oh" softly and shook her little feet happily again.

"Is that so... That's a bit regrettable."

Her voice was still gentle and ethereal, with a hint of regret in her tone.

"That crow...it did me a small favor once before, and it has something to do with this sunflower."

"If you have the chance, return this feather to it. It contains nature's blessing."

As she spoke, her little hand took out a crow's tail feather with a metallic luster from somewhere.

Arthur: "...I will."

A blessing from nature?
Chen Yu actually suspected that this was more likely some kind of natural curse.

(End of this chapter)