Terrarium Adventure - Chapter 35

The fire continued to attack while dripping what looked like lava. It’s lava reduced the surface area to walk on. Which meant I had to run around like crazy and sometimes my feet landed where the fire had burnt everything to ashes, making me trip and fall. Which made my heart drop.

The fires in the sky were unlike the ones we found on the ground, and it was hard for even Mesquite to react to. Later on, she adopted a method to throw Daisy from her shield, while Daisy who was thrown into the air, wiped out the fires. Slowly the number of fires started to decrease.

After we reclaimed my title that mankind were the strongest creatures on earth, I felt drained. So I secretly drank my energy drinks and leaned to rest on a rock. Once I sit down I’m sure I’ll want to lie down and once I lie down I’m sure I would want to close my eyes.

And once my eyes were closed I would fall asleep. Knowing me I used every bit of my strength to remain standing.

Damn it, but it’s harder than I thought. I feel like I’m trapped in a movie that was brought to an apocalyptic end by zombies.

The fires keep appearing like zombies. If it wasn’t for my skillful driards, I was probably the extra cast in a movie that would die five minutes into the film.

“Shall we take a break, Jay? You look very tired. It seems like we’ve wiped out all the fires in this area. So we can rest for now.”

“I’m sorry my stamina is so crappy it’s such a burden to you all.”

“My master, Jay. What do you mean by a burden! Don’t forget that your presence itself is a great help to all of us. You just standing there is already a great support to us. Don’t ever say such a thing.”

How could someone like me be a great help by just being here, what a humbling thing to say. When I myself was here realizing how lousy my own stamina was.

With no place to invest my diamonds, I was really just a plain human. I was really a useless nobody with nothing but diamonds.

I wonder how the other druids were training themselves? I’m sure not all of them were as useless as me? I felt like I had to do something but I wasn’t sure what to do.

I am trash, sobs. I was bent over the rock and rolling over it when I saw something odd over it.

There was a large box where the fire had burnt everything into ash. No, it wasn’t a box. It was a carriage?

“Oh! I found something weird! Look here!”

I beckoned to the driards. I don’t dare to go and see myself so can someone else check it out for me! What if I went forward and got suddenly attacked by fire what a nuisance that would be. Knowing me, I had to restrain my curiosity.

Mesquite answered my request immediately. She swiftly walked to the spot I was pointing and looked through the ashes with her large ash. The entire thing was burnt and barely holding it’s form. As Mesquite’s lens brushed it lightly it started to crumble.

“It’s a carriage. An overturned carriage.”

“There’s a carriage? If I knew I would have ridden one here!”

I finally found something to replace a taxi! Just as I finished talking, Mesquite replied she wouldn’t recommend it.

It was hard to react when they were attacked by a fire, and that the carriage was largely making it a target for the fire. And that it was necessary to have many driards to guard it.

And that the result of it would be the same as what she was pointing at the end of her lens…okay I take back what I said.

“It seems like there was a battle…but they were wiped out. It would be best if we left this place quickly. The fire that wiped out this place must have grown to be very strong. I don’t sense any strong energy for now but it must not be far from her and moving around.”

A fire that had swallowed one driard was already so strong, I wonder how strong a fire that swallowed multiple driards would be.

From the overturned carriage, items that had been burnt tumbled out. Out of them, there was a box with a skull picture indicated across it. From the looks of it, the carriage must have been transporting something dangerous…?

Mesquite said the fire wasn’t around right. So it wouldn’t do us harm to have a quick look around right? This curiosity of mine. I stuck close to Mesquite and observed the carriage.

“Oh? There’s a number on the box! It says 28, wouldn’t that mean the 28 terrarium?”

All the items, including the box with the skull and some of the less damaged items, were indicated with 28 and a pattern of a tree.

Maybe they were items headed for the 28th terrarium I hugged onto Mesquite’s arm, mustered up a bit more courage, and stepped forward. It would be better to find out more about the location we were headed, right?

The cover of the box with the skull was broken to pieces and from inside black soil was coming out. Inside the soil, there were dried up plants mixed up with it.

A flower? A plant? Was the content a plant? It was too burnt to identify the species.

What was the 28th terrarium trying to transport?

The cargos were already in the form of ash and it was evident that it was rather old, so it was impossible to find any more information from it.

As Mesquite advised, we left the place to avoid running into the fire.

Finally, the uphill path flattened out into a plane.

I hoped that it would be downhill from now. Then we were stuck in between a crossroad.

After walking a large wide path, it was the first time we encountered an unusual terrain.

One path led to a steep downward path that had a hard rocky path and densely growing bushes. The other path led to a relatively clear but steep uphill path.

Elder didn’t bother to check the map and stated that both paths led to the 28th terrarium.

“I can sense the presence of others.”

Mesquite told us to stand behind her. The sound came from the downhill path. The bush started to sway and you could hear the sound of a voice.

Oh, was it a human? Mesquite seemed slightly more relaxed.

“It evidently has run away but it seems like it’s been a few years since. We’ve wasted our time.”

“It seems like a driard that had been fast on its feet. No wonder it survived. But it seems like it wasn’t able to accomplish its goal? Now its whereabouts are unknown. Everything else is burnt.”

“Wait! I sense someone in front of us.|

The conversation halted. It was the other party who was first to show a reaction.

Perhaps they didn’t consider us a threat? Unlike the four of us, there were a lot more on the other side.

They increased in numbers as they tumbled out and showed themselves from the bushes. All of them had fancy exteriors. Were they all driards?

“Oh…It must be the group that seedling saw the other night.”

The tall man who had light purple hair decorated with the same colored flower, a dark complexion, and holding a large violin spoke.

“They are an ideal combination. It’s the best combination to allow a driard with a small soul to come so far. But I’m sure luck played a part. If not….”

The woman spoke. She had a mixture of pink and white long hair tied up into several braids that were decorated with a pink flower branch. She had wings on her back and two pistols tied around her hip.

Did her wings indicate that she was a king like Dandelion?

Just like how I was deeply observing them, they too seemed to be doing the same. After the two of them finished talking the remaining four looked at each other and hesitated.

A male with blue hair holding a whip, a blonde man holding a bat with thorns, a black-haired lady holding a spear or a cane, a red-haired male with eyes as blue as a crystal.

They all had their own shapes and sizes, to think there were six of these diverse and fancy people in front of me right now. They were plenty. My eyes were in luck.

Oh, there was another one right at the back. All of them were decorated with either a petal or a leaf that indicated their original form, so they must be a driard.

Right at the back, the tall man with a silver armor and a large sword was the only one not decorated with a plant. So that man must be the druid of all these driards.

“There, only one left. Who’s going to speak.”

The pink-haired lady spoke. She looked at everyone except the male druid standing right at the back.

Excluding the blond male, all of them volunteered to speak up. The winner was finally chosen.

“We’ve wasted unnecessary time. We should have introduced ourselves first. The druid over there seems taken aback, don’t you think?”

The black-haired lady suppressed the other driards with her long weapon and came forward.

She was wearing a fancy black robe, black bell-like shaped flowers were hanging like bells from her waist. Every time she moved the flowers moved like a toy mobile.

The woman who had stepped forward stopped and maintained a certain distance.

“Nice to meet you. I am belladonna. I am the main role in this bouquet. I think this is a safe enough distance between us. As per my original form, those who are not a part of the bouquet are subjected to danger so I hope you don’t mind the precaution.”

“Oh, I see. Hello.”

As she started to talk the druid from behind made his way through his driards and came to the front. Following my gaze, she saw him approach and tried to stop him with her hand.

“Seedling, not yet. I have not finished what I wanted to say.”

The man who had started to walk over stopped with his mouth tightly closed.

“The plate of your soul seems small so it’s a surprise that you made it this far. Our bouquet is headed to the 28th terrarium after receiving a request. We were on the way form the 16th terrarium and on the way down.”

“Oh… we are coming from the 26th terrarium!”

“So it was you guys we saw the other night.”

That means to say that the group ahead of us must have been them. I was curious how they would look, seeing them in real life they look amazing. There is a driard that seems like a king and they were greater than us in number.