Chapter 114: He Smells Like Oak Tree!

Chapter 114: He Smells Like Oak Tree!

"This is already the second time we’ve held a sacrificial ritual recently. There was clearly a fluctuation the first time, but there was no reaction this time.” The wrinkles on the old Shaman’s face were almost squeezed together.

“This is the first time I’ve encountered such a situation in my life.”

A skinny young man next to him said worriedly,

“The people in the tribe have always been dissatisfied with the sacrifice of resources to Lumiere. After two consecutive failures, I’m afraid the Second Elder and the others will not give in anymore.”

The old Shaman nodded solemnly.

“I’ll think of a way later.”

The old man turned around and looked at the cave that was filled with candles. Then, he let out a long sigh.

"You can stop, Isaros. This is my advancement ritual. There’s no need to use the tribe’s resources.” The tall native named Lumiere said calmly,

“I don’t want to trouble you for my matters anymore.”

The old Shaman, Isaros, smiled kindly.

“Silly child, you are the future of the Black Banyan Tribe. It is my duty to serve you. I believe in my own judgment. Among all the Jangos, only you have the chance to break through to the fifth tier and even become a Legend. You will become the king of the rainforest, Lumiere.”

Lumiere walked over and grabbed the old man’s withered hand. He said sincerely,

“I’m serious, Isaros. If you believe in your own vision, then you should believe that the future king of the rainforest can solve this problem on his own.”

Isaros was stunned for a moment.

He looked at the young man before him with a complicated gaze. For a moment, he seemed to have seen the scene more than twenty years ago when he held Lumiere, who was still a baby in his swaddling clothes, and the latter cried loudly.

"You’ve grown up, Lumiere.”

The old Shaman was filled with emotion. His hand that was holding Lumiere trembled slightly.

"I believe you, but you have to tell me, how do you plan to solve this problem yourself?” Lumiere said firmly, “The Soul of the Rainforest didn’t respond to us. It might not have abandoned the Black Banyan Tribe, but it could also be a test for me.

In the next few days, I will hunt the Twin-legged Flying Dragons or Patterned Crocodiles alone. Every hour, I will offer a sacrifice of this level to the honourable Soul of the Rainforest!

"I believe that my devotion is enough to move the soul of the rainforest.”

The old Shaman was instantly moved.

"This is very dangerous.”

"But what about outside the dream? Perhaps you don’t know, but I happen to have the Oak Sub-Domain, and I can access the Nature Domain through it.

"You don’t want the will of nature to know about this accident caused by your negligence, do you?”

The girl’s eyes widened as she stared at Matthew as if she wanted to swallow him alive.

All ten toes on her fair little feet were clenched tightly.

Clearly, she was extremely furious.

However, when she heard the last sentence, her face suddenly turned pale. After a moment of silence, she asked coldly,

"What exactly do you want? Annoying oakmen!”

Matthew said humbly,

“Just a little compensation.”

The girl said impatiently,

“If you have something to say, say it!” Matthew looked at her with interest.

“First, I want to know your honorific name.”

The Soul of the Rainforest originally had no name, but Matthew realized that the girl in front of him was a little special, so he wanted to know more about her.

Matthew’s question seemed to have stepped on the girl’s little tail.

She jumped up from the throne and asked fiercely,

"Why are you asking this?”

Matthew smiled calmly.

“If it’s not convenient, you don’t have to say it.”

The girl pursed her lips and said reluctantly,

“Su Ya.” It was a name that sounded a little different from the common language of Aindor.

Matthew’s heart skipped a beat.

"Su Ya? Not Sufia or something like that?”