There's Something Wrong With You, My Lord!
Chapter 239: I Don’t Have Time For This Bullshit (6)

Chapter 239: I Don’t Have Time For This Bullshit (6)

While Luis deals with his stressful moon elf lord stuff, others are leisurely and just chilling in the sea of greenery of the Amber Forest.

The spirit of the heart of the forest is the best example of this. Ever since the Moon Elf Lord gave the winged, slithery body it possesses now, its job as the overseer of the Amber Forest’s vitality became free from boredom.

When managing the vitality of the forest’s fauna, it no longer solely relies on its senses. The little tree spirit could now use its body to travel and personally see the trees’ condition.

It doesn’t matter if it is on the very edge of the Amber Forest because, with its winged-serpent body, it’s just a matter of willingness to flap its wings to go there.

And will a spirit who suffered from loneliness for hundreds of years be lazy to such opportunities?

Absolutely not!

Almost every day, the orcs and the moon elves could attest that they saw a flying serpent with a head like a dick in the most random part of the forest.

In fact, the spirit of the heart of the forest is quite a celebrity among Luis’ subordinates, particularly the newly arrived from the distant territory. Every time they see the little tree spirit, their eyes are almost glued to it, and a few admiring whispers would reach the winged serpent’s ears.

And it loves the novel feeling of being admired.

Take today as an example. The winged serpent decided to take flight and visit the entirety of the Amber Forest since the Moon Elf Lord didn’t oblige him to attend the so-called meeting.

Under the guise of inspecting the health of all plants in the area, the little tree spirit sacrificed its entire day parading its new body and bathing in the stream of compliments from the common folks in Amber Forest.

"Look at the honored tree spirit! Our Moon Elf Lord created that majestic body!"

"How beautiful! Look at that head, don’t you think that’s a bit familiar?"

"Whatever you’re thinking is correct, I reckon. I heard from the elders living in the Woodrill City that the Moon Elf Lord made it that way to ask the Moon Goddess to bless us with stronger fertility."

"Oh, that’s why it was shaped like that! It’s also fitting since the honored spirit was the heart of the forest. It means our Moon Elf Lord is also praying to make the Amber Forest fertile!"

"So envious! I hope the Moon Elf Lord will also give us a symbol of fertility too!"

No living thing aside from the Moon Elf Lord that the phallic shape of the winged serpent’s head was actually an error. The Moon Elf Lord was so accustomed to holding "Xagrien’s thing" that he instinctually made something with the same shape.

Well, who cares about the truth?

It sounds like a compliment for the spirit of the heart of the forest, so he subconsciously made its petite chest pop up and its tail swinging.

A symbol of fertility! What an auspicious thing to say!

Since he chose to go with the Moon Elf Lord, life has been smiling back at the little spirit. This was probably the best decision ever made in its young life.

’Symbol of fertility! I’ve got to thank the Moon Elf Lord for his thoughtfulness when creating this body!’

And so, the optimistic little tree spirit flapped its wings, which are made up of wood and leaves, in the direction of the Moon Elf Lord. In its innocent mind, the Moon Elf Lord didn’t require him to be present in the meeting, but that doesn’t mean he was not allowed to crash. Surely, the beautiful lord will not hate him for doing so.

However, the winged serpent hasn’t soared that high yet when something unthinkable happened.

Crack! Crack! Crack!

A loud, resounding sound disturbed the stillness of the entire Amber Forest. It was the sound of creaking woods, so the heart of the forest was the most concerned among the unaware people in the forest.

"Is this an earthquake?!" The winged serpent exclaimed when it saw how the trees were taking care of suddenly shaking, starting from their trunk to their green leaves.

Earthquakes are rare occurrences in the Amber Forest. Therefore, the little tree spirit was at a loss at first.

It wasn’t until it utilized its connection to the trees in the forest that it finally realized what really was going on.

"What in this world is happening?! The trees are uprooting themselves! They wanted to walk!"

Frantically, the winged serpent flapped its wings and flew around the trees. The poor little tree spirit is like a headless fly, not knowing what to do.

It perched in one of the trees and slithered its long body in one of its branches while saying some words to alleviate the situation.

"Hey! Trees of the Amber Forest! I know how boring it is to stay and stay rooted on the ground without any chance to explore, but you mustn’t revolt! Please stay in your place and don’t move—"

Crack! The tree made a cry-like sound when one of its biggest roots was revealed from the ground. The giant crack on the earth tells the little tree spirit a horror story.

"Kyaaaa!" The fine wood fiber that served as the scales of the winged serpent stood on its end.

This is the first time the heart of the forest’s spirit has encountered this traumatizing phenomenon. Never in its thousand years had it seen the trees act this way.

"Xerxes!" The little tree spirit cried for his dear friend’s name. But unfortunately for the poor spirit, the frost dragon is in the Moon Elf Lord’s meeting.

What could be the reason why the trees under this management acted this way?

’They are not doing this because they are jealous of the new body that the Moon Elf Lord had given him, right?’ The little tree spirit thought in a fly.

The winged serpent, who hadn’t seen the world yet, was too shaken that it forgot that aside from him and the Tree of Life, there were no other sentient trees around here.

In its still green mind, what he thought was the most plausible reason for the trees’ misbehavior.

The heart of the forest’s spirit hurriedly flew towards Woodrill City at the fastest speed it could muster. This was the first time it flew in a hurry, and thankfully, the days it spent flying around served as a practice for the little tree spirit.

The Amber Forest is like the back of its hand now.

Oh, scratch that. It has a serpentine body, so it should be... the tip of its tail?

Whatever.

The heart of the forest’s spirit straightened its long body and faced the flow of the strong wind with its dick-shaped head to make his flight faster.

’It’s like a flying dick,’ Luis would have left this comment if only he were here to see this sight.

Such a pity that the Moon Elf Lord was away, and he was not precisely in a cheery mood to joke around.

Along the way, the heart of the forest’s spirit sees the temporary settlement of the moon elves. They, too, are shaken and panicking at the moving trees. They are desperately doing everything possible to keep the moving trees in place with their natural power.

But how could a being of flesh overpower nature?

The heart of the forest’s spirit didn’t just see two or three moon elves flung around by the tree. It didn’t reach Woodrill City yet, but it witnessed at least fifty accidents.

’This is the worst! What on earth is going on, Moon Elf Lord?!’

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Meanwhile, in the Woodrill City, Luis is royally pissed right now. His dark green eyes, which used to be warm, are as cold as a dry arctic tundra.

Under his pressure, Ali of the Isan Clan finally croaked. He told the story of how the rumors of him celebrating a false pregnancy and Xagrien being a manipulative asshole came to be.

"So, you mean to say all this assumption of faking my pregnancy stemmed from a spilled fertility-enhancing drink in my tent? No one even dared to ask me personally what brought that tube of tonic into my personal space?" Luis asked in a shallow voice that sounded like a growl.

As the expression on his face became darker, the shaking in the earth became even more intense. Not a single soul was present and intent on probing what was happening in the world. They just kept a submissive stance in their place, fearing that they would stir the wrath of the sole bearer sitting in the principal seat.

For the moon elves here, the Moon Elf Lord’s anger is the catalyst for the world’s end.

Luis is their life and death.

So, what if there is an earthquake?

Everything pales in comparison when next to their Moon Elf Lord.

"Who is the person who went to my personal space and thought it was a good idea to break the privacy of the Moon Elf Lord?" Luis asked.

Ali, who was subjected to the heavy pressures of the Moon Elf Lord, gasped as if he was getting suffocated.

"Tell me!" Luis forcefully asked again, but this time, he put less pressure on Ali to enable the latter to speak. But in the end, the man ultimately fainted.

Or so it seems.

Anyone else could be convinced that Ali was unconscious, but not Luis. With the presence of his nature’s energy in the air, he could feel the present state of everyone in the room.

And Ali is far from unconscious!

"Trying to cheat your way out of this predicament, I see..." Luis uttered through gritted teeth.

If this isn’t him disrespecting the Moon Elf Lord, then he doesn’t know what is.

Not holding back himself, he let go of a significant portion of his control and let his nature’s energy flow like a surging flood.

"Ali!" The Moon Elf Lord yelled, and a strong wave of energy swept through everyone present.

The stone table in their midst cracked, and the people occupying the seats flew all over the place like they were some rugs.

"Moon Elf Lord! Moon Elf Lord! This isn’t good! The trees in the Amber Forest are revolting because they are envious of my new body— oh, what is this now? Ahhh!" The newly arrived little tree spirit was also not spared from Luis’ fit.

It flew back where it came from before it could even catch a break.