Henne frowned, her hurried figure darting through the garden.
The thorns on the outer edge of the garden showed no reaction whatsoever, as if she were merely a gentle breeze in the air.
Compared to before, the Clevner family's garden is much larger, almost covering the entire backyard.
The reason is simple: it's mainly because of Cocote.
As a nature spirit, she loved living in this natural environment.
The Clevner family's garden naturally became her first choice.
As a high-level nature spirit, Kokot's natural energy affects the surrounding environment even when he is sleeping.
Bathed in the natural energy of Kokot, the surrounding vegetation has gained a more suitable environment for growth.
It's not immediately apparent, but Kokot has been living here for quite some time now.
Bathed in such an environment, the surrounding vegetation has gained a more suitable environment for growth.
The flowers are more abundant and cover a wider area.
But similarly, the road has become increasingly complex.
Until Henne ventured deeper into the garden.
After Henne ventured deeper into the garden, the abundant, overflowing thorns around her had been mostly burned away.
There is a path only deep within the dense foliage.
Standing there, staring at the still-burning sparks, Hennie was somewhat dazed.
The lingering warmth from the road ahead made her close her eyes and take a deep breath.
"I hope I'm not too late."
Hene took a breath and, ignoring the lingering heat, rushed into the road.
I walked across the still-warm road, passing by the faintly flickering sparks.
She trampled the branches that had turned to ashes and hurried quickly toward the depths of the garden, following the path Victor had taken.
Her figure swept past the twisted, sluggish vines, urgently chasing after Viktor's footsteps.
The deeper they went into the garden, the more hurried and quickened Henny's pace became.
She could clearly feel the magic growing stronger in the deepest part of the garden.
And... it seems a bit chaotic.
Finally, Henney passed through a long, narrow passage burning red-hot, and stepped over a patch of sharp, splintered wood.
Guided by magic, we entered the final space deep within the garden.
For a moment, she was stunned.
Before me, towering branches stretched wildly toward the sky, and scattered vines danced madly in the air.
The sky, which was originally covered by thick branches and vines, has been torn open with a huge gash.
The bright sunlight poured in like a flood through the gap, illuminating the dark space.
Countless plants of indescribable shapes stood swaying in place.
The branches were a jumbled mess, the thorns were crooked, and there were huge, man-eating flowers that had been pierced through.
They were all outlined and exposed to Henney's eyes.
Plants are supposed to be gentle, but at this moment they seem to have been woken up from a long sleep.
They were all restless and agitated, as if they had just woken up.
But at this moment, the battle was almost over.
Those wild plants were covered by countless heavy vines, brown vines and green tendrils intertwined.
At the same time, Heni saw Victor surrounded by the endless plants.
The professor she longed for was standing in front of the huge flower bud at the very center.
In the gentle breeze, his green trench coat shimmered, and the enormous magic ring behind him spun with dazzling light.
She stared blankly as Victor reached out his hands and gently tore open the slightly parted petals.
He picked up Kokot, who was still asleep and bound in the center of the flower bud.
The vines wrapped around Cocot tightly bound her, as if wresting control of her from Victor at the last moment.
Victor held her tightly, his brow furrowing slightly, then pulled hard, causing the entwined green vines to stretch out rapidly.
With another forceful pull, the vines, stretched to their limit, snapped.
Only a few tenacious vines remained clinging to Kokot, which were easily sliced apart by the light blades conjured by Victor.
He held the petite Cocote firmly in his arms and rested her head on his shoulder.
Even after being tormented like this, Kokot remained unaffected, sleeping soundly as if he were a child having a sweet dream.
Viktor didn't turn around, but simply said something behind him.
"Now, give me an explanation."
......
Kokote was fast asleep, lying peacefully in bed, breathing deeply and evenly, as if everything outside her was irrelevant.
At this moment, she did not resemble a profound and unfathomable fifth-tier mage at all, but rather an animal in hibernation.
Lia stood by the bed, arms crossed, eyebrows slightly raised, looking at the sleeping Kokot with a very strange expression.
"So, she slept in that garden for a full two weeks?"
She simply couldn't imagine how Cocotte had managed to do it.
While Kokot was considered rather lazy in the past, he would still wake up at some point during the day.
But the "feat" of sleeping for half a month straight is really too terrifying.
Leah even had reason to suspect that Kokot might actually be hibernating.
Not only did he fall asleep without waking up, but he also managed to trap himself deep in the garden while sleeping.
The garden became overgrown with thorns and thickets, blocking out the sun.
It's like a post-apocalyptic forest, bizarrely outrageous.
This left Lia completely speechless.
"Let's figure out a way to get her up first; the elves are still waiting for her."
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