Reincarnated as a Son of the Sword Saint and the Sage

Later on, after our conversation with the World Treant, we went back to the hall again to celebrate the establishment of the diplomatic relationship between the Raevender Queendom and the tree spirits of the Great Forest of Darkness.

"We are supposed to be celebrating, but we are sorry for our lack of preparation."

"It's fine by us, Aesfen. What's more important is that we have put the relationship between the Raevender Family and the World Treant a label. But celebrating this eventful day is definitely not a bad thing."

Currently, I was having a chat with Aesfen with a wooden mug of beverage in our hand. The drinks for today were just water, fruit juices, wine, but the grapes were grown within the rich soil of the forest near the World Treant, and the wine was made by the tree spirits themselves. It probably must have been aged for years if not decades, so it was very smooth in my mouth.

When I looked around the hall, all I could see was the cheers and laughter of dozens of tree spirits who celebrated with us. The hall had a limited space, and there were a lot more tree spirits happily partaking in the celebration outside.

It was hard to think that the ones who showed hostility to us were now celebrating with us. They were like they just turned one eighty after our conversation with you, World Treant.

The words of the World Treant were indeed absolute on them. My status as an equal to their creator might have influenced them to view us differently, I assumed.

When it came to celebration, a feast always had its presence. Each table was filled with food items, but the majority of them were fruits. There were also cooked dishes being laid on the tables. I could even smell the savory monster meat dishes that were prepared impromptu. They were probably trying to satisfy our human appetite.

Meanwhile, I found my sister in the hall engaging in a conversation with some of the tree spirits, including Alandra and Fyr. If I remembered correctly, Gron was celebrating outside, showing off her new clothes to her peers.

"It looks like they are having fun there; you want to join them?"

"Let's do, Your Highness."

After that, Aesfen and I walked together and went to my sister. They noticed our approach and waited for us until we finally got there.

"Hello there, Sister, and Miss Alandra and Miss Fyr. What are you talking about?"

"Oh, just stuff," my sister replied. "We are talking about the things we should do to deepen our relationship with the tree spirits. This relationship is not all about protecting the World Treant. It is a two-way trust between one another."

"It's good that you are already talking about that. I suppose to tell you to enjoy yourself, but we really don't have enough time left. I think discussing our future plans this early is better than sooner."

"Exactly, we have to go home and prepare for our return to the empire after all. We shall share as much intelligence with each other as possible."

My sister and I, as well as Iris, would go to the Imperial Capital a few days later to resume our classes in the academy. Actually, everything we needed had been prepared beforehand, including Iris's stuff. Even so, we still had a couple of things to do irrelevant to the academy.

"So what have you been talking about so far?"

"I know you will like this, Raphael. Apparently, Miss Alandra told me that under us lay a dungeon that is ready to be explored."

"What? A dungeon?"

"That's right, Your Highness," Alandra said enthusiastically. "There is actually a dungeon just beneath the main body of our mother."

"Really?"

Even without them saying it to me, I had sensed the existence of the dungeon as soon as I got here. The fact that my radar could not detect a suspiciously cylindrical space under the World Treant made me come to the conclusion that there was a dungeon there. I would just pretend that everything was new to me.

"Yes. But it's only entrance has been engulfed in our mother's body for a long time. She once told us that she remembered herself finding an interesting structure, which turned out to be a dungeon gate, and decided to root herself beside it. As time goes by, mother's body grew bigger and bigger until it swallowed the gate whole."

"I remembered that story too," Aesfen said, feeling nostalgic. "The gate has been within Mother's body ever since I was born, so none of us has the chance to physically open it as it was stuck inside. High-leved tree spirits can pass through objects, but we are not able to penetrate the gate for some reason."

"That is totally understandable because no one or thing can penetrate or damage a dungeon, either its walls or its gate," I said, nodding my head. But since no one opened it, the size of the dungeon is yet to be discovered."

As I said so, my sister had been squinting her eyes on me. She was telling me that I already knew the answer, as she knew that I could do such a thing. The size of that hollow cylindrical already determined how many floors this dungeon possessed, so there was no need to measure its Safe Floors.

The Surface Floor could also be used as a measurement, but it was not available in this case. Due to the dense concentration of the trees, if we exclude the residential area of the tree spirits, it was hard to determine where the Surface Floor started and ended. I did not even know if it was the same as other dungeon.

In other dungeons in the forest, the concentration of the tree on their Surface Floors was not as dense as their surroundings, making it visibly noticeable. But then I discovered that a Surface Floor did not need to be less concentrated with trees at all.

The reason why almost all of the dungeons in the forest had less tree and mana concentration on the surface was due to the fact that dungeons blocked the roots of the World Treant to nourish the Surface Floor. Without connecting to the World Treant, the trees on the Surface Floors would not be influenced by its essence and would remain as normal as they were.

"So what should we do to the dungeon, Sister? Shall we conquer it?"