Academic gathering with Lich colleagues

It was a blowgun with a poisoned tip.

silence.

"Holy crap!" Spotted Dove cursed aloud. His blowgun could pierce even wooden planks several centimeters away, yet this monster's skin wasn't even broken. It was truly unbelievable.

Damn it, I'm really finished. I hope the country can posthumously award me the title of martyr.

Lofdi looked at the little thing on the ground.

"what is that?"

The turtledove's eyes darted around; it seemed there was still a chance for things to turn around, and it laughed heartily.

“That’s my ‘Good Friend’ medal, a gift. I was planning to kiss my husband on it. Haha, it’s a local custom, don’t mind it.”

“You and I hit it off immediately, just like seeing my brother who died many years ago.”

"Big brother, please give me a way out, okay?"

Chapter 336 Former Nemesis

Lofdy hated noise because the Protoss's physical structure and the desolate environment of space made them very susceptible to it. Even after long periods of solitude, even after enduring loneliness for so long, Lofdy tried to begin experiencing this new world, but this boy named Turtlefly couldn't.

That seemingly never-ending mouth allowed Lofdy to find yet another thing he loathed in the New World, ranking it after betraying his faith and creating chaos.

“I have no hostility towards you.”

“Oh, really? That’s great news, sir. Well then, could you move your lightsaber a little further away? Your glowing greatsword seems very hot, and it’s too close to me; my body is trembling with fear.”

Are your lips trembling? Lofdy realized once again how fortunate the Protoss were to have no lips. Releasing his grip on the boy's collar, Dove slumped to the ground.

“I am ordered to protect the Child of Light. He is your guest, and I believe our duties do not conflict.” Lofdi shifted his gaze to Greer, whose bow was already drawn, the corrupting arrowhead pointed directly at him. The Protoss were quite frank about their hostility.

"The Child of Light, who is that?"

“A boy named Lyle, a guest you have invited to the canopy.”

The dove looked at Greer, who had laid down his weapon, and asked, "Who is Lyle? How come I didn't know that the old king had become friends with the Holy Light?"

“Mr. Lyle, as far as I know, is a necromancer who manipulates corpses.”

Lofdi withdrew his light blade and stretched out his arm toward the fallen dove. "I know it's bizarre, but that necromancer was indeed a chosen one of the Holy Light."

“I’m withdrawing my weapon not because I trust your words, Light Chaser,” Greer said, looking at the Protoss frozen in place, “but because there’s no need.”

Cold gazes were fixed on Lofdi. On the branches, rangers in the shadows watched the strange creature like a pack of panthers eyeing their prey.

"Turtledove, come back." The crossbowman called the boy's name, aiming a poisoned arrow imbued with natural magic at the Protoss's head.

"Okay, Sister Zhen." The dove gave Xingling an innocent smile and scurried back to the tree.

The rangers' clothing was dark in color, but each one had its own unique characteristics. In addition, they all wore the same emerald green dagger as Greer's belt.

Hidden Leaf Blade.

Seven figures, plus Greer on the ground and Echel at the very top of Leviathan, that was the entire Night Owl Squad.

Throughout, Lofdi remained motionless. Those figures, imbued with magical energy, truly possessed the power to harm him. Moreover, there was no need for it.

The atmosphere seemed to ease somewhat once the doves safely returned to their flock.

The leader concealed his body within a feathered hood.

“It seems you are right.” Nightingale sheathed her weapon, lightly touched the ground with her toes, and vanished in the slight sway of the branches. “However, Levisser is capable of protecting his guests.”

"Do not set foot in the dense forests of Levisel; you are not yet our guest."

When the cold wind blew again, the dense forest returned to darkness.

Lyle was awakened by Reed's iron fist.

As dawn broke, the thick, damp fog made the wooden cabin rather chilly. But a new round of fighting between Echel and Reid had already begun.

Another instance of physical persuasion regarding the granddaughter's charm.

It seemed something else had happened last night; the surrounding wandering knights were already used to this scene.

Lyle brushed aside Nia's tentacles; it felt like slugs were having a party in his hair.

Kayla, dressed in a smart outfit, entered the house. Echel, impressed by her granddaughter's new look, abandoned her argument with Reed.

“We need to move a small step; the location for Return Festival is not here.”

Seeing Reed's nonchalant expression, Lyle really wanted to remind him.

The small step taken by the Leviese was certainly not what he understood, nor was the way the Leviese moved.

Cheers and figures swaying on the vines created a spectacular scene, much like the Great Migration of animals. In reality, it was a collective outing for the people of Levis, who walked by swinging.

Parents held their children in their arms, listening to their laughter echoing in the wind.

There were also some special figures among them.

For example, there's a muscular man whose head is covered, swinging his body with a dashing posture, and even below his vines, he's holding a large, screaming iron ball.

"Damn monkey, hold on tight!!!" Reed's roar could almost knock down the surrounding rangers.

Lyle followed behind them, led by Keira, whose cloak, like a transparent cicada's wing, cast beautiful light and shadow as it fluttered in the wind. It was a distinctive Livisser dress, worn for formal occasions.

Lyle followed behind her, barely managing to keep up with Nia's help.

“Yes, that’s it, Lyle. Don’t look down. Look ahead, take my vine… Don’t overthink it, rely on your intuition.” Kayla was a gentle teacher who seemed very passionate about teaching.

Perhaps Lyle had sacrificed all his talents to the great art of necromancy, and by the end of his journey, he hadn't found even a trace of what Kayla called intuition. "Maybe I'll find it after I die," Lyle consoled himself.

The scene at the Return Festival was not much different from the natural depths of the woodland.

The trees are lush and the air is damp and cold. This is a place where no human has left a trace, on the edge of the radiation zone of human civilization.

On this day of Homecoming, there are many corpses here.

The dead Levisher were bound by a dark blue vine, some parts of which were covered in moss, but there was no stench of corpses emanating from them. Their loved ones were saying their final goodbyes.

Several tens of minutes later, when the farewell of the Return Festival ends, they will be left here to feed the scavengers hiding in the shadows with their deaths.

The Leviese accompanied her family as they listened to the Queen's speech.

Echel watched his granddaughter's retreating figure with a look of satisfaction, with Reed and Lyle beside him.

“Death brings new life, and the Return Festival is as important as the birthday of the people of Levith. For the Levithian royal family, it is also proof of their royal power.”

"Parents bless our lives, and kings bless our deaths. Kayla will be a good queen."

Looking at the dazzling girl in the eyes of the crowd, Reed, who usually didn't get along with Echel, sighed.

“My opponent, you have a wonderful granddaughter.”

Seeing this, Lyle smiled.

"Mr. Echer and Mr. Reed have a very good relationship."

The two old men's expressions suddenly became very strange.

"Yes, that's true now, even though when he was alive, I wanted to strangle him."

"Were you two not on good terms when you were alive?" Lyle was surprised; he had always thought they were like sworn enemies who deeply respected each other.

Reid and Echel looked at each other.

"My biggest regret is that I didn't destroy this bastard country in my lifetime."

Echer was not to be outdone.

"If there were no benefits, I would have wiped out your Derya eight hundred times over."

It's a miracle that two neighboring countries, who don't like each other, haven't gone to war.

"There was no fight because I died, but the first thing I did after I resurrected, hehe, was to go and dance on my old rival's grave." Echel revealed a smug smile.

"and then?"

Reid snorted coldly.

"Then I crawled out of the grave and chased him from Dreia to Levisser."

Chapter 337 Night Owl Squad

“The people of Levis and Dereia have very different lifestyles and perceptions. These differences lead to contradictions, contradictions lead to conflicts, and conflicts lead to war. And at that time, we, as leaders, happened to all have the personality of thinking that everything is second to none.” Echer said nostalgically, and would glare at Reid if she thought of something she didn’t like.

“Killing any eyesore near home is a king’s instinct.” The two men’s eyes turned cold, and Lyle, standing beside them, felt the temperature drop.

"However, we're all dead." He then changed the subject, "The war that was originally planned immediately degenerated into a brawl, and the country fell into chaos with no leader."

"Until joining the Twilight Memories..."

Lyle breathed a sigh of relief; he only had terrible memories of the war, and it was great that it hadn't happened.

"After joining Twilight Memories, have the two reconciled?"

“At first, no. We were both beaten up by Irian, so we had to put on a facade of peace.” Echel looked at Reid, reverting to her usual savage nature. “But the cold-blooded nature of the dead made us take our hatred less seriously.”

"Since we couldn't compete in terms of force, we started competing in other areas."

As a result, you both discovered that you both have a thing for granddaughters and are trying to make each other like-minded.

"This is probably what Irian originally thought: to leave behind the resentment of her life. Death is a new beginning."

"Leader Irian certainly has the ability to bring arrogant kings under the same roof."

During the conversation, Kayla's speech ended, and the residents of Levise bid farewell to the deceased and returned to their homes.

Although Echer wasn't listening at all, that didn't stop him from praising his granddaughter with an excited expression. Does praising a granddaughter need a reason?

"When we go back, come with me to meet a few people. Then we'll go to Derya to take a look."

After a brief farewell to Kayla, Lyle realized that they had not returned to the tree kingdom of Levisser, but had instead crossed the jungle below and arrived at an area surrounded by black thorn bushes.

The vegetation here is more diverse and complex, like a miniature version of a treacherous dense forest. Sunlight cannot penetrate the leaves above, and this place, without sunlight, would not seem to be welcomed by normal people.

“Don’t touch the thorny plants, most of them are poisonous,” Echel warned. “Watch out for the plants with blue-green spots on their leaves; they’re poisonous too.”