I carried Margaret on my back and stood under the tree, hesitating whether to disturb them singing.

Suddenly, a voice appeared behind me, and I quickly turned my head.

When I turned my head, I was amazed to find that I was surrounded!

Behind me, a circle of goblinson dryads came up, slightly taller than the previous one, with pointed spears in their hands, the tips of which were pointed at me.

There was also a sound above my head.

When I looked up, I saw many of the same dryads emerging from the trees around me, even above my head.

I was surrounded by hundreds of dryads.

Margaret opened her eyes and whispered in my ear, you can't force it, just surrender.

I surrendered.

I was bound, and so was Margaret.

Other than that, those dryads didn't bully us.

We were brought to an old dryad with a wrinkled face.

The old dryad stared at his big eyes, his eyelids were slackening, and he looked unusually old.

"Who are you, and why did you break into my place?" he asked.

His voice was hoarse and weak.

"I am a survivor of the shipwreck, and we have no intention of intruding into your territory, so I ask for your understanding. I said.

I try to be as respectful as possible and not to be oppressive as a prince.

"You are Seles, and you are all nobles. He shook his head and said, "Recently, there have been more and more Celes nobles who have been sold at high prices on the black market, and the market is really worthless." ”

"However, I have heard that there is a princess in Bilichal, who is genuine, and can sell for a good price. He said as he looked at a dryad next to him.

The tall, thin man of the dryad replied, "Yes, my father, Billichal did get a princess, and she was brought to Billichal. ”

They were talking about Sarah, but by this time, my eyes were black with hunger, and I didn't care about Sarah's business anymore.

"So, what about these two intruders?" the old dryad asked the dryads next to him.

"Give them to Queen Jenny, and maybe we can keep our children. "Someone said.

The old dryad thought for a moment, shook his head, and said, "We can't trust any Siddiga to let us go out of mercy. We lack the ability to fight them, so these people are eaten by them, and our children cannot be saved. ”

"What then?" they asked in unison.

I hurriedly said, "If you're going to deal with the banshees, I can help you." ”

A young dryad said, "Why should we believe you, you're just an ordinary person. ”

One of them even provoked me, saying, "Look at you, I can kill you before a bag of water falls, and the goddesses can kill you." (The goddess refers to the banshee)

One of the shorter and stocky said, "The goddesses looked at him and lost his soul." ”

They laughed at me and pointed at me.

The old dryad waved. They quieted down.

"I want to hear what he has to say. What is he going to do with the goddesses? He said.

I was about to speak, when I saw a dryad squeezing in from the periphery, with a golden crown on its head and metal scales on its chest as armor.

He said a few words to the old dryad.

The old dryad nodded and said, "Okay, bring them here." ”

A moment later, a voice came from behind, "Your Excellency Tebrinson, son of Tehilal, king of the forest of Nosit, I am Rufik, son of Sanderson of Barriavilla, and we met in the 'Battle of the Four Thousand Ek Valley', about twenty-one years ago. ”

When I heard this voice, I was pleasantly surprised, who else could it be if it wasn't Sidima!

I now know that Sidima was his marquisate and that his real name was Rufik.

The old dryad heard his voice, blinked, and slowly raised his hand, which was obviously a greeting gesture.

Old Sidima passed by us, but he squinted at us, and then stepped up and took the old dryad's hands.

Then, they hugged each other and appeared very affectionate.

When I saw it, there was really a show, there was food and drink, and there was a place to sleep.

The two old fellows were talking and laughing happily, and from time to time they shook each other's hands and patted each other's shoulders.

Behind Sidima, I noticed that there were two other people following me, dressed like chefs.

The most striking thing is that the shoulders of these two people are full of sausages, like soldiers hanging bullet belts, and on their waists, they are covered with all kinds of braised meat products with sauce.

So, when they walk, they snapped.

I smelled the smell of meat and felt the urge to rush up.

On the backs of these two people, each carrying a large oval wooden basin, the length of the wooden basin is more than two meters, and the overall shape is very similar to a boat.

Later, it was revealed that the two men were also survivors of the "Meratsi", they were two cooks, and the assassin happened to be in the freezer during the attack, so they survived, and when the ship hit the reef and sank, they each found a large wooden basin, carried enough food, and floated to the surface.

The wind was blowing in this direction, so we drifted to this side as soon as we landed.

Sidima walked along the island and bumped into them ashore, so they were together.

Who said that good things can't come in pairs, didn't that happen? Not only did I live in the house, but I also drank sweet honey water.

Although the house is in a tree hollow, it is much better than sleeping in the open field.

It was the first time I slept in a tree hollow, and as soon as the freshness passed, I was so sleepy that I fell asleep.

It wasn't until a dryad woke me up that I realized that there were a few insects crawling on my body.

Thankfully, no bugs got into the ears.

This made me less interested in sleeping in the hollow of the tree.

When I saw Margaret again, she was in much better spirits.

While I slept, Tebrinson's experienced elders examined her.

After their diagnosis and treatment, Margaret felt a lot less pain, and finally talked and laughed.

However, the poison in her is too difficult to solve, and if you want to eliminate it completely, you have to think of other ways.

The banquet began with music and dancing.

Actually, I've been hungry for a long time.

Sidima didn't tell the dryads who I really was, but called me a distinguished friend.

Everyone sat on the floor and used the wooden pier as a table.

The two chefs cook a variety of dishes to the best of their ability.

Although these foods lacked condiments and tasted like before, they were the first big meal we had since the tribulation, so I let go of my belly and tried to replenish as much energy as possible.

Since the dryads never drink alcohol, there is no alcohol here at all.

This is bitter for Sidima, who is a heavy drinker.

Margaret was fine, she had eaten a little, and her face looked a little brighter.

At the end of the feast, Margaret asked everyone why the little children who were singing in the hollow of the tree were singing in such mournful tones.

Tebrinson sighed, reluctant to say more.

The strong man with the golden crown told us that it was because Queen Jenny needed their contribution, that they were her faithful people, so they had to contribute.

I asked, why contribute to children, isn't it better to contribute something else?

The strong dryad's face darkened, and several of the dryad leaders next to him stared at us coldly.

Sidima hurriedly gave us a look.

I was smart enough to shut up.

However, Margaret, who had a straightforward personality, refused to give up, and asked them, "Didn't these little children give them to the banshees to eat, and why couldn't they say?"

I was a little surprised when I heard what she said, and I really felt sorry for these children, even though they were not of my own kind.

Margaret also said that the Siddiga Banshees chose to kill them because they were afraid of human predation and slaughter, and that they should not be so weak, but should refuse the Banshee's rude request.

Even if you pay the price, you should also let the banshees understand that the dryads are not at their mercy!

Margaret's words brought tears to the eyes of many mothers present.

However, some of the guys led by the Golden-crowned Dryad actually shouted at Margaret, and there was a posture of besieging them.

Sidima hurriedly said that the children had been sent to the banshees, not for them to eat, but to be cultivated and sent here to take on great responsibilities.

He said to Margaret, "Don't guess, you little one, the owner here is very hospitable!"

As he said something innocuous and irrelevant, the awkward situation was finally resolved.