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"Oh, Ronan, good evening," Levin greeted him familiarly.
Having frequented the centaur tribe for a long time, he knew them very well.
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"Greetings, esteemed chosen one of destiny."
Ronan, on the other hand, was exceptionally respectful, placing his hand on his chest and bowing slightly to him.
"I've told you so many times, there's no need to be so polite, just call me Levin."
Ever since he helped Daisy become a druid, Levin has received extraordinary respect from all the centaurs, which he has always found somewhat unsettling.
"Is Lord Levin here to visit Lady Daisy as well?" Ronan asked curiously.
“You can’t say that. I just wanted to find out about the monster in the Forbidden Forest.” Levin shook his head. “Visiting Daisy was just a side trip.”
“In that case, please let me lead the way,” Ronan said gently. “Let’s talk as we walk.”
"Actually, Lord Levin's timing is not good this time, because recently, that monster has suddenly become active and its appetite has become huge. It has begun to wreak havoc in the Forbidden Forest, and wherever it goes, birds and beasts disappear!"
I would like to discuss this matter with Lord Levin.
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"Da da da da..."
Suddenly, a commotion arose from the distant woods. A flock of birds took flight, their chaotic flight paths clearly indicating a hasty retreat. One of them even plummeted to the ground.
The chaotic footsteps grew louder and louder…
Levin and Ronan's conversation was interrupted by this sudden commotion. Levin drew his arcane sword and looked warily in the direction from which the sound came.
Ronan straightened up, drew his bow and arrow, took a few steps forward, and shielded Levin behind him.
A series of chaotic sounds approached rapidly.
One after another, eight-eyed giant spiders, each the size of a millstone, charged over, stepping on the fallen leaves. They carried their massive fins, making a series of clicking sounds.
Their dark, hairy legs twitched rapidly, and all eight of their eyes were wide open.
However, this dangerous creature did not appear to be hunting; rather, it seemed to be fleeing for its life.
Even more dangerous creatures were chasing them.
Now, these eight-eyed giant spiders, in a panic, rushed towards Levin in a chaotic chase.
Just as Levin was about to make his move, a wall of thorns suddenly rose up in front of him, firmly blocking the path of the eight-eyed giant spiders.
At the same time, a pleasant shout came from behind:
"Get out of here, you disgusting spiders! You're not welcome here!"
Upon hearing this, the lead eight-eyed giant spider immediately changed direction, seemingly ignoring Levin and his companions, and fled in another direction, bypassing the thorn wall.
Levin turned around and saw a beautiful centaur woman running towards him.
She had a blue horse body, rainbow-colored hair and tail, a thorn wreath on her head, a wooden staff in her hand, and a small vest decorated with feathers, revealing a fit and agile figure.
“Daisy!” Levin waved to the centaur.
"Little teacher, you've finally come to see me!"
The centaur woman excitedly ran to Levin, picked up the boy, and hugged him like a baby.
That's the downside of a man and a female centaur standing together; the height difference is too great, it looks awkward.
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Chapter 140 Mushroom Circle
As a proud centaur, Ronan was no less adept at social skills than any human.
Seeing the two people in front of him catching up intimately, and the guy who caused the eight-eyed spider to flee showing no sign of chasing after them,
Ronan then bowed slightly from a distance.
"Now that Lord Levin has delivered, I shall take my leave."
After saying that, he quietly left the scene.
What a sensible and pragmatic person!
"Okay, Daisy, stop it."
Levin finally managed to break free from the centaur's enthusiastic embrace and his feet touched the ground again.
“I’m not a child… Ronan saw it all.”
"Hehehe, it's because my teacher hasn't come to see me." Daisy scratched the back of her head and chuckled. "I just missed you."
Sigh, why didn't he realize that back then?
Daisy was originally such a strong and optimistic little girl.
Becoming a druid completely liberated Daisy's true nature.
Who knew that after unleashing her true nature, she would become so naive and simple-minded?
"Alright, Ronan told me you've been wanting to discuss the Basilisk with me?"
“Yes!” Daisy nodded repeatedly.
"We were able to keep it under control thanks to the rooster you sent, but lately that guy has been getting increasingly out of line! If we don't deal with this problem soon, we'll all be in trouble!"
"However, let's discuss the specifics at my cabin."
As she spoke, she took a few steps to stand in front of Levin and slightly bent her knees.
“Hmm, you mean, you want me to ride on it?” Levin blinked. “Isn’t that a bit inappropriate? I’ve heard that centaurs consider that an insult.”
"Pshaw, only an old fogey like Bane would think that way!" Daisy said dismissively. "Besides, what kind of relationship do we have? Why would we care about that?"
“Okay, you’re right.” Levin was a little touched. “Then I won’t stand on ceremony.”
With that, he mounted the centaur's horse.
Hurry up!
After saying that, Daisy turned around and ran away at breakneck speed.
Levin realized something was wrong after he mounted her.
The horseman had no saddle, nor any mane for him to grip.
Daisy is also a lively person; she loves to run and jump, and is very energetic when she runs.
But the bumpy ride was too much for Levin to handle.
It wasn't that he got motion sickness, but rather that he couldn't quite understand:
Where should he grab it?
Where can he grab it?
Where is he trying to grab?
Suppressing the urge to grab the handle, Levin barely managed to concentrate amidst the jolts, using magic to braid Daisy's recently grown hair into a ponytail, which he then used as a handle.
The psychic senses indicated that the other party seemed somewhat disappointed.
Soon, Daisy led him to a tall oak tree by the valley.
Nestled against an oak tree, a rather large wooden cabin stood—Daisy's home.
Shortly after becoming a druid, Daisy moved away from the centaur tribe.
This wasn't because she had a falling out with the centaurs.
On the contrary, her prestige among the centaurs is now comparable to that of their leader, Margaret.
While the wise leadership of the chieftain is the foundation for the survival of the centaur tribe, druids can provide many magical services that the centaurs desperately need.
For example, what plants in the forest are poisonous, and what fruits are not?
Ordinary centaurs have to rely on experience to distinguish them, or risk trying it themselves.
But for Daisy, all she needs is a basic [Detect Toxicity] function.
Not to mention her services in the tribe in areas such as animal husbandry, agriculture, and healthcare.
Even when the tribe needed to observe the stars, she could use druidic magic to clear a clear sky.
Now, she has transformed from a rebellious girl whom everyone disliked into a strong woman whom everyone respects.
However, druid training requires close contact with nature, which cannot be achieved while staying in a tribe.
Daisy understood perfectly that the respect she received ultimately stemmed from her own strength.
Therefore, if she wants to maintain this respect and take things further, she can't stay in the tribe all day long.
Instead, they need to move out, live in nature, and seek a breakthrough.
Levin still remembers the determined look on Daisy's face when she announced that she was moving.
The boy never expected that this centaur girl, who had once lacked recognition, would be able to give up a life where everyone flattered her and waited on her hand and foot.
From this perspective, she is indeed very suitable for the Druid profession.
Thinking of this, Levin glanced again at the centaur girl who was happily standing in front of the cabin.
Sometimes he really wonders if the two are the same person.
"Hi, little teacher, we've arrived!"
Daisy turned around and cheerfully reminded him,
"Hehehe, seeing Larry driving you around every day, I've wanted to do that for a long time."
After Levin got off, the centaur circled around her, looking eager to try.
After going through this experience, Daisy completely understood why the proud unicorn was willing to carry her around every day.
Being ridden like this means I get to openly and legitimately get close to my little teacher.
Occasionally, with a slight bump, you could feel the little teacher pressed against her back.
That feeling... I could repeat it countless times and never get tired of it!