Yggdrasil Story (English only version) Erotic Fantasy Comedy

Chapter​ ​1:​ ​In​ ​an​ ​Old​ ​Castle 

  

[Lord​'​s​ ​bedroom] 

Yellow​ ​girl:​ ​Violet,​ ​bring​ ​Peony​ ​here.​ ​Our​ ​lord​ ​is​ ​awake.​ ​She​ ​must​ ​be​ ​very​ ​happy​ ​to​ ​know​ ​this. 

Very​ ​soon​ ​several​ ​girls​ ​fill​ ​up​ ​the​ ​room.​ ​One​ ​is​ ​a​ ​yellow-haired​ ​girl​ ​with​ ​white-yellow​ ​dress​ ​and​ ​a​ ​big​ ​sunflower​ ​on​ ​her​ ​head.​ ​Another​ ​one​ ​wears​ ​princess-like​ ​pink​ ​dress,​ ​with​ ​blonde​ ​wavy​ ​hair​ ​and​ ​a​ ​lot​ ​of​ ​peony​ ​flowers​ ​on​ ​the​ ​back​ ​side​ ​of​ ​her​ ​head​ ​where​ ​her​ ​ponytail​ ​could​ ​have​ ​been. 

Lord,​ ​talking​ ​to​ ​the​ ​pink​ ​girl:​ ​Who​ ​are​ ​you? 

The​ ​pink​ ​girl​ ​turns​ ​her​ ​face​ ​away​ ​angrily.​  

Lord:​ ​What?​! 

Lord,​ ​talking​ ​to​ ​the​ ​yellow​ ​girl:​ ​What​ ​is​ ​this​ ​place?​ ​Where​ ​am​ ​I? 

Yellow​ ​girl:​ ​What?​ ​My​ ​lord,​ ​are​ ​you​ ​telling​ ​me​ ​you​ ​don​'​t​ ​remember​ ​us? 

Purple​ ​girl:​ ​This​ ​is​ ​not​ ​your​ ​joke​ ​again​ ​right?​ ​You​ ​always​ ​make​ ​grim​ ​joke​ ​like​ ​this. 

Lord:​ ​Oh​ ​really,​ ​did​ ​I?​ ​  

Yellow​ ​girl​ ​:​ ​I​ ​think​ ​it​ ​could​ ​be​ ​real.​ ​He​ ​even​ ​said​ ​before​ ​his​ ​long​ ​slumber​ ​that​ ​he​ ​might​ ​not​ ​remember​ ​us​ ​when​ ​he​ ​woke​ ​up.​ ​Weren​'​t​ ​you​ ​also​ ​there​ ​when​ ​he​ ​said​ ​it?​  

Purple​ ​girl:​ ​Oh​ ​I​ ​start​ ​to​ ​remember​ ​now.​ ​Forgive​ ​me.​ ​It​ ​has​ ​been​ ​one​ ​full​ ​year.​ ​By​ ​the​ ​way,​ ​my​ ​name​ ​is​ ​Violet,​ ​my​ ​lord. 

Lord:​ ​One​ ​year?​ ​I​ ​was​ ​sleeping​ ​for​ ​that​ ​long?​ ​Tell​ ​me​ ​everything​ ​else​ ​I​ ​need​ ​to​ ​know.​ ​I​ ​don​'​t​ ​remember​ ​a​ ​thing. 

Yellow​ ​girl:​ ​My​ ​name​ ​is​ ​Sola.​ ​I​ ​am​ ​one​ ​of​ ​the​ ​maidens​ ​born​ ​to​ ​serve​ ​you.​ ​My​ ​body​ ​and​ ​soul​ ​belong​ ​to​ ​you​ ​alone.​ ​You​ ​are​ ​a​ ​king​ ​of​ ​this​ ​castle​ ​and​ ​the​ ​creator​ ​of​ ​all​ ​of​ ​us.​ ​We​ ​are​ ​born​ ​from​ ​flowers​ ​and​ ​are​ ​bound​ ​to​ ​serve​ ​you​ ​by​ ​yggdrasil​'​s​ ​blessing,​ ​which​ ​is​ ​a​ ​magic​ ​from​ ​the​ ​yggdrasil​ ​tree​ ​that​ ​give​ ​birth​ ​to​ ​all​ ​of​ ​us​ ​maidens.​  

Sola:​ ​You​ ​should​ ​ask​ ​Peony,​ ​she​ ​is​ ​the​ ​first-born​ ​and​ ​the​ ​eldest​ ​maiden.​ ​Eh?​ ​where​ ​is​ ​she? 

Grey-haired​ ​girl:​ ​She​ ​is​ ​gone,​ ​Sola.​ ​She​ ​seemed​ ​to​ ​be​ ​angry​ ​about​ ​something. 

Violet:​ ​I​'​m​ ​not​ ​sure​ ​why​ ​she​ ​is​ ​not​ ​here,​ ​my​ ​lord.​ ​I​ ​often​ ​see​ ​her​ ​fell​ ​asleep​ ​on​ ​your​ ​bedside​ ​while​ ​you​ ​were​ ​sleeping.​ ​You​ ​can​ ​surely​ ​talk​ ​to​ ​her​ ​later. 

Sola:​ ​Anyway,​ ​it​ ​seems​ ​you​ ​are​ ​still​ ​drowsy.​ ​You​ ​can​ ​take​ ​a​ ​nap,​ ​my​ ​lord.​ ​We​ ​won​'​t​ ​bother​ ​you​ ​anymore.​ ​But​ ​this​ ​time​ ​please​ ​don​'​t​ ​sleep​ ​for​ ​too​ ​long.​ ​[giggle] 

  

[Peony​'​s​ ​room] 

Peony​ ​with​ ​a​ ​little​ ​tear​ ​in​ ​her​ ​eyes,​ ​hugging​ ​a​ ​goat​ ​doll​ ​and​ ​mumbling​ ​to​ ​herself. 

Peony:​ ​Why​ ​can​'​t​ ​you​ ​remember​ ​me​ ​and​ ​our​ ​beautiful​ ​time​ ​in​ ​the​ ​past?​ ​Everything​ ​I​ ​did,​ ​I​ ​did​ ​it​ ​for​ ​you.​ ​I​ ​have​ ​been​ ​waiting​ ​for​ ​your​ ​compliment​ ​for​ ​so​ ​long,​ ​but​ ​no,​ ​when​ ​you​ ​wake​ ​up,​ ​you....[crying...] 

Violet,​ ​knocking​ ​on​ ​the​ ​door​ ​and​ ​shouts​ ​pass​ ​it:​ ​Peony,​ ​we​ ​are​ ​going​ ​to​ ​hunt​ ​some​ ​hog​ ​in​ ​the​ ​forest​ ​for​ ​our​ ​lord,​ ​will​ ​you​ ​go​ ​with​ ​us? 

Peony:​ ​No,​ ​have​ ​fun​ ​for​ ​me. 

Peony​ ​continues​ ​to​ ​cry. 

  

[Lord​'​s​ ​room] 

Sola:​ ​Oh​!​ ​you​ ​wake​ ​up​ ​so​ ​soon,​ ​unlike​ ​last​ ​time​ ​[giggle]​ ​We​ ​are​ ​preparing​ ​some​ ​human​ ​food​ ​for​ ​you. 

Violet:​ ​We​ ​are​ ​going​ ​hog​ ​hunting.​ ​You​ ​used​ ​to​ ​love​ ​roasted​ ​hog,​ ​right? 

Lord:​ ​Hmm...is​ ​it​ ​dangerous​ ​out​ ​there?​ ​May​ ​I​ ​go​ ​too? 

Sola:​ ​Now​ ​it​'​s​ ​not​ ​as​ ​dangerous​ ​as​ ​it​ ​used​ ​to​ ​be,​ ​especially​ ​not​ ​with​ ​the​ ​whole​ ​lot​ ​of​ ​us​ ​around​ ​you.​  

Violet:​ ​Let​ ​go​ ​with​ ​us​ ​and​ ​become​ ​familiar​ ​with​ ​the​ ​surrounding,​ ​my​ ​lord.​ ​This​ ​is​ ​your​ ​castle​ ​after​ ​all. 

  

[On​ ​the​ ​path​ ​to​ ​the​ ​forest] 

Violet:​ ​Hello,​ ​my​ ​lord.​I​ ​am​ ​one​ ​of​ ​the​ ​maiden​ ​born​ ​to​ ​serve​ ​you.​ ​My​ ​body​ ​and​ ​soul​ ​belong​ ​to​ ​you​ ​alone.​ ​My​ ​name​ ​is​ ​Violet,​ ​my​ ​lord. 

Sola:​ ​You​ ​already​ ​told​ ​him​ ​your​ ​name​ ​once​ ​earlier. 

Violet:​ ​[giggle]​ ​Now​ ​he​ ​can​'​t​ ​forget​ ​me,​ ​Sola. 

Sola:​ ​This​ ​time​ ​we​ ​get​ ​a​ ​lancer​ ​in​ ​the​ ​party​ ​specially​ ​for​ ​your​ ​safety,​ ​my​ ​lord.​Mythril​ ​is​ ​a​ ​good​ ​scout​ ​and​ ​quite​ ​good​ ​at​ ​fighting.​ ​However,​ ​she​ ​is​ ​not​ ​as​ ​good​ ​as​ ​me​ ​at​ ​fighting,​ ​my​ ​lord. 

Lord​ ​thinks:​ ​[You​ ​are​ ​not​ ​very​ ​humble,​ ​are​ ​you?] 

Primrose:​ ​My​ ​name​ ​is​ ​Primrose,​ ​my​ ​lord.​ ​This​ ​is​ ​the​ ​first​ ​time​ ​we​ ​talked.​ ​I​ ​was​ ​born​ ​after​ ​you​ ​have​ ​begun​ ​your​ ​slumber. 

Primrose,​ ​as​ ​her​ ​name​ ​implies,​ ​looks​ ​like​ ​she​ ​was​ ​born​ ​from​ ​an​ ​orange-colored​ ​primrose.​ ​She​ ​is​ ​quite​ ​pretty​ ​with​ ​about​ ​10​ ​flowers​ ​hanging​ ​from​ ​her​ ​hair,​ ​but​ ​that​ ​is​ ​what​ ​can​ ​generally​ ​be​ ​said​ ​about​ ​most​ ​maidens​ ​I​ ​have​ ​met​ ​so​ ​far​ ​-----​ ​adorable​ ​look​ ​and​ ​having​ ​some​ ​kind​ ​of​ ​flowers​ ​hanging​ ​from​ ​their​ ​hair​ ​or​ ​head,​ ​as​ ​can​ ​be​ ​expected​ ​of​ ​any​ ​living​ ​creatures​ ​that​ ​were​ ​born​ ​from​ ​flowers. 

Lord:​ ​What​ ​was​ ​that​ ​thing?​ ​That​ ​small​ ​tree​ ​is​ ​walking. 

Another​ ​purple​ ​girl:​ ​If​ ​it​ ​is​ ​a​ ​walking​ ​plant​ ​and​ ​is​ ​not​ ​a​ ​maiden,​ ​we​ ​call​ ​it​ ​trent,​ ​my​ ​lord.​  

Violet:​ ​This​ ​is​ ​my​ ​twin​ ​sister​ ​Purple,​ ​who​ ​is​ ​coming​ ​with​ ​us​ ​too,​ ​my​ ​lord. 

Purple:​ ​We​ ​used​ ​to​ ​call​ ​them​ ​treant​ ​but​ ​that​'​s​ ​definitely​ ​too​ ​much​ ​trouble​ ​to​ ​spell​ ​it. 

Sola:​ ​There​ ​is​ ​quite​ ​an​ ​army​ ​of​ ​them​ ​under​ ​Peony​'​s​ ​control.​ ​Most​ ​trents​ ​are​ ​friendly​ ​to​ ​the​ ​maiden​ ​and​ ​to​ ​you​ ​because,​ ​like​ ​us,​ ​they​ ​are​ ​also​ ​bound​ ​to​ ​serve​ ​you​ ​by​ ​yggdrasil​'​s​ ​blessing. 

Without​ ​notice,​ ​a​ ​stern-looking​ ​girl​ ​with​ ​several​ ​dark​ ​blue​ ​petals​ ​on​ ​her​ ​head​ ​appears​ ​to​ ​walk​ ​alongside​ ​you.​ ​It​ ​looks​ ​like​ ​she​ ​was​ ​born​ ​from​ ​some​ ​kind​ ​of​ ​plant​ ​with​ ​dark​ ​blue​ ​flowers.​  

Sola:​ ​Oh,​ ​here​ ​you​ ​are,​ ​Mythril.​ ​See​ ​anything? 

Mythril:​ ​Just​ ​the​ ​usual​ ​stuff,​ ​hog,​ ​deer,​ ​trent,​ ​nothing​ ​dangerous,​ ​if​ ​that​'​s​ ​what​ ​you​ ​mean.​  

After​ ​Mythril​ ​finishes​ ​her​ ​line,​ ​she​ ​silently​ ​jumps​ ​onto​ ​the​ ​top​ ​of​ ​the​ ​highest​ ​tree​ ​in​ ​one​ ​move. 

Lord:​ ​Oh​ ​don​'​t​ ​tell​ ​me​ ​her​ ​weapon​ ​of​ ​choice​ ​is​ ​a​ ​lance.​  

Sola:​ ​How​ ​do​ ​you​ ​know,​ ​my​ ​lord?​  

Lord:​ ​High​ ​jump,​ ​using​ ​lance.​ ​She​ ​looks​ ​like​ ​a​ ​dragoon​ ​from​ ​a​ ​game​ ​called​ ​Fina...oh​ ​wait,​ ​let​ ​forget​ ​about​ ​it. 

Sola:​ ​I​'​m​ ​not​ ​sure​ ​what​ ​you​ ​mean,​ ​my​ ​lord.​  

Lord:​ ​Never​ ​mind. 

Sola:​ ​She​ ​can​ ​also​ ​use​ ​bow,​ ​my​ ​lord.​ ​Other​ ​maidens​ ​can​'​t​ ​jump​ ​as​ ​high​ ​as​ ​her,​ ​by​ ​the​ ​way. 

Violet:​ ​Look.​ ​There​ ​is​ ​a​ ​clearing​ ​over​ ​there.​ ​Let​ ​set​ ​up​ ​a​ ​campfire​ ​while​ ​our​ ​archer​ ​Primrose​ ​is​ ​hunting​ ​hogs​ ​for​ ​us.​  

  

[Campfire] 

Violet:​ ​My​ ​lord,​ ​are​ ​you​ ​thinking​ ​about​ ​something?​ ​The​ ​campfire​ ​is​ ​ready.​  

Violet​ ​has​ ​shoulder-length​ ​purple​ ​hair​ ​and​ ​wears​ ​light​ ​purple​ ​dress​ ​with​ ​a​ ​bunch​ ​of​ ​flower​ ​trails​ ​hanging​ ​from​ ​the​ ​front​ ​near​ ​one​ ​side​ ​of​ ​her​ ​ear,​ ​with​ ​a​ ​lot​ ​of​ ​flowers​ ​on​ ​the​ ​back​ ​side​ ​of​ ​her​ ​head​ ​too. 

Violet:​ ​We​ ​used​ ​to​ ​look​ ​much​ ​more​ ​similar.​ ​Then​ ​purple​ ​decided​ ​to​ ​cut​ ​her​ ​hair​ ​short​ ​and​ ​hide​ ​her​ ​whole​ ​bunch​ ​of​ ​things,​ ​whatever​ ​they​ ​are​ ​called. 

Lord:​ ​What​ ​things?​  

The​ ​lord​ ​glances​ ​briefly​ ​at​ ​the​ ​radiant​ ​white​ ​skin​ ​around​ ​the​ ​center​ ​part​ ​of​ ​Purple​'​s​ ​body.​  

Purple:​ ​Inflorescence,​ ​my​ ​lord.​ ​  

Lord​ ​thinks:​ ​[Hey​!​ ​Why​ ​didn​'​t​ ​you​ ​just​ ​say​ ​flowers?] 

Sola:​ ​I​ ​know​ ​what​ ​you​ ​were​ ​thinking,​ ​my​ ​lord.​  

Lord:​ ​I​ ​wasn​'​t​ ​thinking​ ​anything​! 

Violet:​ ​Eh?​ ​What​ ​are​ ​you​ ​two​ ​talking​ ​about?​  

Sola:​ ​Oh,​ ​Primrose​ ​is​ ​back. 

Lord:​ ​She​ ​is​ ​quite​ ​good​ ​at​ ​this.​ ​It​ ​is​ ​not​ ​even​ ​15​ ​minutes​ ​and​ ​she​ ​is​ ​back​ ​with​ ​4​ ​small-sized​ ​hogs,​ ​dragging​ ​them​ ​here​ ​all​ ​by​ ​herself. 

Violet:​ ​You​ ​won​'​t​ ​be​ ​surprised​ ​if​ ​you​ ​have​ ​seen​ ​how​ ​fast​ ​she​ ​can​ ​shoot​ ​arrows​ ​from​ ​her​ ​bow. 

Sola:​ ​Nice.​ ​Thank​ ​you,​ ​Primrose.​ ​Let​ ​me​ ​roast​ ​all​ ​these​ ​hogs.​ ​Burn​! 

Lord:​ ​uhh..​ ​What​ ​did​ ​you​ ​use​ ​to​ ​start​ ​the​ ​fire​ ​with? 

Sola,​ ​with​ ​intense​ ​light​ ​emitting​ ​from​ ​her​ ​hand:​ ​Magic,​ ​my​ ​lord.​ ​Oh,​ ​I​ ​forgot​ ​you​ ​have​ ​lost​ ​all​ ​your​ ​memory.​ ​As​ ​a​ ​sunflower,​ ​all​ ​my​ ​ability​ ​relates​ ​to​ ​sunlight​ ​and​ ​its​ ​intense​ ​heat. 

Lord:​ ​Wait​!​ ​What​ ​was​ ​that​ ​noise?​ ​Behind​ ​you,​ ​Sola. 

An​ ​angry​ ​giant​ ​hog​ ​is​ ​rushing​ ​towards​ ​where​ ​they​ ​all​ ​sit.​ ​It​ ​makes​ ​sense​ ​because​ ​Primrose​ ​might​ ​have​ ​just​ ​killed​ ​their​ ​whole​ ​family. 

Sola,​ ​continuing​ ​to​ ​explain​ ​about​ ​her​ ​ability:​ ​The​ ​light​ ​I​ ​create​ ​can​ ​also​ ​blind​ ​opponent​ ​for​ ​a​ ​while​ ​and​ ​I...​  

Primrose​ ​skillfully​ ​shoots​ ​about​ ​10​ ​arrows​ ​at​ ​the​ ​hog​'​s​ ​forehead​ ​in​ ​literally​ ​one​ ​second.​  

Lord​ ​thinks:​ ​[It​'​s​ ​still​ ​running.​ ​Perhaps​ ​the​ ​arrows​ ​can​'​t​ ​pierce​ ​its​ ​thick​ ​skull?] 

Lord:​ ​Hey,​ ​Sola,​ ​could​ ​you​ ​help​ ​Primrose​ ​deal​ ​with​ ​that​ ​hog,​ ​and​ ​violet,​ ​hide​ ​behind​ ​my​ ​back.​  

Violet:​ ​Why?​ ​It​'​s​ ​just​ ​a​ ​hog. 

Purple,​ ​while​ ​eating​ ​leisurely:​ ​This​ ​piece​ ​is​ ​too​ ​burnt,​ ​Sola. 

The​ ​hog​ ​almost​ ​reaches​ ​Sola​'​s​ ​back​ ​when​ ​it​ ​falls​ ​down​ ​into​ ​a​ ​deep​ ​hole​ ​on​ ​the​ ​ground.​  

Primrose​ ​jumps​ ​down​ ​the​ ​deep​ ​hole​ ​and​ ​shoot​ ​several​ ​arrows​ ​rapidly​ ​at​ ​point​ ​blank​ ​range​ ​at​ ​the​ ​back​ ​of​ ​its​ ​neck,​ ​making​ ​sure​ ​it​ ​is​ ​dead. 

Lord:​ ​Huh?​ ​Oh,​ ​well,​ ​when​ ​did​ ​you​ ​girls​ ​dig​ ​that​ ​giant​ ​pit​ ​trap. 

Sola:​ ​It​'​s​ ​one​ ​of​ ​Primrose​'​s​ ​skill,​ ​my​ ​lord. 

Lord:​ ​Yeah,​ ​it​'​s​ ​my​ ​fault​ ​worrying​ ​about​ ​these​ ​girls.​ ​They​ ​are​ ​much​ ​stronger​ ​than​ ​they​ ​look,​ ​and​ ​I​ ​shouldn​'​t​ ​try​ ​to​ ​find​ ​any​ ​reason​ ​in​ ​the​ ​world​ ​full​ ​of​ ​talking​ ​plants....mumble....mumble..... 

Violet:​ ​Lucky,​ ​right?​ ​A​ ​big​ ​hog​ ​run​ ​to​ ​be​ ​our​ ​meal​ ​on​ ​its​ ​own. 

Lord:​ ​Eh?​ ​I​ ​totally​ ​forgot​ ​about​ ​Mythril,​ ​why​ ​didn​'​t​ ​she​ ​warn​ ​us​ ​of​ ​this​ ​dangerous​ ​hog.​  

Sola:​ ​It​ ​is​ ​possible​ ​that​ ​she​ ​didn​'​t​ ​see​ ​it​ ​as​ ​a​ ​threat,​ ​but​ ​I​ ​bet​ ​she​ ​has​ ​fallen​ ​asleep​ ​on​ ​treetops​ ​again. 

Lord:​ ​Uh....why​ ​did​ ​you​ ​bring​ ​her​ ​as​ ​a​ ​guard​ ​then...mumble...mumble...​  

  

[A​ ​long​ ​while​ ​later] 

Violet:​ ​Are​ ​you​ ​full,​ ​my​ ​lord?​ ​It​ ​is​ ​delicious,​ ​right? 

Sola:​ ​It​'​s​ ​almost​ ​dark​ ​now.​ ​We​ ​can​ ​sleep​ ​in​ ​the​ ​forest​ ​to​ ​night,​ ​my​ ​lord,​ ​if​ ​you​ ​want. 

Lord:​ ​.... 

Violet:​ ​What​ ​are​ ​you​ ​thinking,​ ​my​ ​lord. 

Lord:​ ​About​ ​those​ ​hog​'​s​ ​baby....​  

Sola:​ ​Why​ ​are​ ​you​ ​so​ ​sad​ ​about​ ​it?​ ​Isn​'​t​ ​human​ ​an​ ​omnivore?​  

Lord:​ ​Yes,​ ​human​ ​is​ ​omnivore,​ ​but... 

Sola:​ ​It​'​s​ ​already​ ​dead​ ​and​ ​we​ ​can​'​t​ ​change​ ​that.​  

Purple:​ ​We​ ​maidens​ ​eat​ ​for​ ​pleasure,​ ​my​ ​lord.​ ​We​ ​can​ ​live​ ​on​ ​photosynthesis​ ​alone.​ ​Then,​ ​no​ ​more​ ​hog​ ​hunt​ ​if​ ​you​ ​don​'​t​ ​like​ ​it. 

Lord:​ ​Well,​ ​let​ ​me​ ​eat​ ​all​ ​of​ ​these​ ​up​ ​first,​ ​then​ ​I​ ​will​ ​think​ ​about​ ​that​ ​later.​  

Sola:​ ​Yes,​ ​let​'​s​ ​not​ ​waste​ ​their​ ​precious​ ​meat. 

Lord:​ ​I​ ​don​'​t​ ​remember​ ​the​ ​time​ ​before​ ​my​ ​slumber​ ​at​ ​all.​ ​How​ ​was​ ​myself​ ​back​ ​then? 

Sola:​ ​Hmm.​ ​You​ ​should​ ​ask​ ​Peony​ ​or​ ​Petunia,​ ​they​ ​are​ ​among​ ​the​ ​first-born​ ​maidens.​ ​I​ ​was​ ​born​ ​only​ ​2​ ​months​ ​before​ ​you​ ​fell​ ​into​ ​the​ ​slumber.​ ​As​ ​far​ ​as​ ​I​ ​remember,​ ​your​ ​old​ ​personality​ ​was​ ​similar​ ​to​ ​what​ ​you​ ​are​ ​now​ ​and​ ​back​ ​then​ ​you​ ​were​ ​pretty​ ​good​ ​at​ ​sword.​ ​You​ ​can​ ​even​ ​teach​ ​Peony​ ​how​ ​to​ ​use​ ​it.​ ​She​ ​is​ ​even​ ​better​ ​at​ ​fighting​ ​than​ ​me​ ​right​ ​now.​  

Lord​ ​think:​ ​[Oh,​ ​she​ ​doesn​'​t​ ​like​ ​bragging.​ ​She​ ​just​ ​love​ ​telling​ ​the​ ​truth] 

Sola:​ ​She​ ​was​ ​practicing​ ​sword​ ​fighting​ ​a​ ​lot​ ​while​ ​you​ ​were​ ​sleeping,​ ​but​ ​most​ ​importantly,​ ​I​ ​think​ ​she​ ​has​ ​a​ ​talent​ ​for​ ​it.​  

Lord:​ ​That​'​s​ ​a​ ​surprise,​ ​wearing​ ​pink​ ​fluffy​ ​dress​ ​like​ ​that.​  

Sola:​ ​By​ ​the​ ​way,​ ​our​ ​dress​ ​are,​ ​more​ ​or​ ​less,​ ​a​ ​part​ ​of​ ​our​ ​body.​ ​If​ ​you​ ​look​ ​carefully​ ​it​'​s​ ​our​ ​petal,​ ​my​ ​lord.​ ​We​ ​can​'​t​ ​change​ ​its​ ​design​ ​even​ ​if​ ​we​ ​want​ ​to.​ ​If​ ​it​ ​is​ ​torn,​ ​we​ ​can​ ​regrow​ ​them​ ​back​ ​with​ ​some​ ​effort.​ ​I​ ​haven​'​t​ ​tried​ ​but​ ​I​ ​think​ ​growing​ ​back​ ​the​ ​whole​ ​dress​ ​should​ ​take​ ​a​ ​lot​ ​of​ ​effort.​ ​If​ ​it​ ​is​ ​removed​ ​from​ ​us​ ​for​ ​too​ ​long,​ ​it​ ​will​ ​start​ ​withering. 

Lord:​ ​Hmm,​ ​interesting. 

Sola:​ ​Here,​ ​try​ ​touching​ ​my​ ​skirt,​ ​it​ ​feels​ ​like​ ​flower​ ​petals,​ ​right?​ ​Because​ ​it​ ​is.​  

Blue​ ​girl:​ ​Tsk,​ ​touch​ ​this...touch​ ​that...​ ​which​ ​body​ ​part​ ​of​ ​yours​ ​do​ ​you​ ​want​ ​him​ ​to​ ​touch​ ​next,​ ​huh?​  

Another​ ​maiden​ ​with​ ​a​ ​blue​ ​theme​ ​walks​ ​in.​ ​She​ ​sports​ ​double​ ​pigtails​ ​in​ ​the​ ​front,​ ​with​ ​a​ ​cute​ ​blue​ ​flower​ ​at​ ​the​ ​end​ ​of​ ​each​ ​tail.​ ​Her​ ​hair​ ​is​ ​black​ ​with​ ​blue​ ​sheen.​ ​She​ ​also​ ​has​ ​a​ ​big​ ​bunch​ ​of​ ​blue​ ​flowers​ ​where​ ​her​ ​ponytail​ ​should​ ​have​ ​been. 

Sola:​ ​I​'​m​ ​not​ ​surprised​ ​you​ ​found​ ​us,​ ​Iris.​ ​Many​ ​maidens​ ​can​ ​feel​ ​presence​ ​of​ ​other​ ​maidens.​ ​It​'​s​ ​like​ ​our​ ​souls​ ​are​ ​linked,​ ​and​ ​this​ ​one​ ​is​ ​more​ ​nosy​ ​than​ ​the​ ​others. 

Iris:​ ​Hey...hey,​ ​better​ ​say​ ​I​ ​am​ ​more​ ​perceptive,​ ​all​ ​right?​ ​I​ ​am​ ​pretty​ ​agile​ ​and​ ​good​ ​at​ ​dancing​ ​too.​  

Sola:​ ​Yes,​ ​she​ ​is. 

Iris:​ ​Such​ ​a​ ​compliment.​ ​Let​ ​me​ ​hug​ ​you​ ​as​ ​my​ ​thanks.​  

Sola:​ ​Stop. 

Iris:​ ​My​ ​lord,​ ​do​ ​you​ ​want​ ​to​ ​join​ ​us? 

Sola:​ ​No,​ ​my​ ​lord,​ ​don​'​t​ ​leave​ ​me.​ ​I​ ​am​ ​being​ ​physically​ ​harassed.​ ​Help.​  

The​ ​lord​ ​walks​ ​away. 

  

[Still​ ​near​ ​the​ ​campfire] 

Lord:​ ​I​'​d​ ​better​ ​go​ ​walking​ ​to​ ​digest​ ​the​ ​food. 

Lord:​ ​Oh,​ ​that​'​s​ ​Primrose. 

Primrose​ ​is​ ​sitting​ ​alone​ ​very​ ​far​ ​away​ ​from​ ​the​ ​others.​ ​Her​ ​bright​ ​shade​ ​of​ ​orange​ ​flowers​ ​look​ ​almost​ ​like​ ​they​ ​can​ ​glow​ ​in​ ​the​ ​dark. 

After​ ​unintentionally​ ​staring​ ​at​ ​her​ ​beautiful​ ​dress​ ​for​ ​a​ ​few​ ​seconds,​ ​the​ ​lord​ ​starts​ ​the​ ​conversation. 

Lord:​ ​Hello,​ ​Prim...​  

Suddenly​ ​her​ ​dress​ ​was​ ​dropped​ ​from​ ​her​ ​body​ ​onto​ ​the​ ​ground.​  

Primrose:​ ​Do​ ​you​ ​want​ ​my​ ​body,​ ​my​ ​lord? 

Lord:​ ​Uh....​ ​I...... 

Primrose:​ ​It​'​s​ ​OK,​ ​my​ ​lord.​ ​There​ ​are​ ​a​ ​lot​ ​of​ ​other​ ​beautiful​ ​maidens​ ​in​ ​this​ ​castle.​  

Primrose​ ​puts​ ​on​ ​her​ ​dress​ ​and​ ​walk​ ​towards​ ​the​ ​campfire.​  

Lord:​ ​Wait,​ ​wait,​ ​wait.​ ​NOOO,​ ​I​ ​haven​'​t​ ​said​ ​no.​ ​Stop​!​......Stop​ ​right​ ​now. 

Lord:​ ​How​ ​come​ ​did​ ​she​ ​walk​ ​away​ ​so​ ​fast? 

Lord:​ ​Did​ ​you​ ​girls​ ​see​ ​Primrose​ ​walking​ ​by​ ​this​ ​way?​  

Iris:​ ​I​ ​didn​'​t​ ​notice.​ ​I​ ​was​ ​playing​ ​with​ ​Sola. 

Sola:​ ​[pant...pant....]​ ​No,​ ​I​ ​wasn​'​t​ ​playing​ ​with​ ​her.​  

Lord:​ ​Hmm.​ ​Where​ ​is​ ​she?​  

Lord:​ ​Purple,​ ​did​ ​you​ ​see​ ​Primrose​ ​just​ ​walk​ ​by?​  

Purple:​ ​No,​ ​my​ ​lord,​ ​but​ ​wait​ ​a​ ​sec.​  

Purple​ ​jumps​ ​up​ ​to​ ​the​ ​treetops​ ​to​ ​ask​ ​Mythril​ ​and​ ​jumps​ ​down​ ​in​ ​a​ ​few​ ​seconds.​  

Wait,​ ​is​ ​she​ ​a​ ​ninja​ ​or​ ​something.​ ​Although​ ​she​ ​can​'​t​ ​jump​ ​as​ ​high​ ​as​ ​Mythril,​ ​but​ ​she​ ​can​ ​move​ ​much​ ​faster.​  

Purple:​ ​Useless,​ ​Mythril​ ​was​ ​sleeping​ ​on​ ​treetops​ ​again.​ ​Why​ ​did​ ​Sola​ ​choose​ ​her​ ​for​ ​a​ ​scout​ ​duty​ ​anyway? 

Lord:​ ​Where​ ​is​ ​she,​ ​where​ ​is​ ​she? 

The​ ​lord​ ​walks​ ​around​ ​all​ ​over​ ​the​ ​place.​ ​Half​ ​an​ ​hour​ ​has​ ​passed. 

Iris:​ ​Hmm,​ ​why​ ​do​ ​you​ ​want​ ​to​ ​find​ ​her​ ​so​ ​much?​ ​Did​ ​she​ ​offer​ ​you​ ​something,​ ​my​ ​lord?​  

Lord:​ ​No,​ ​no.​ ​She​ ​didn​'​t​ ​offer​ ​me​ ​anything. 

Iris:​ ​Hmm.....suspicious.​ ​Anyway,​ ​it​'​s​ ​almost​ ​our​ ​usual​ ​bedtime.​  

Violet:​ ​Here,​ ​I​ ​brought​ ​this​ ​special​ ​plant​ ​just​ ​for​ ​you,​ ​my​ ​lord.​  

Violet​ ​brings​ ​out​ ​a​ ​long,​ ​weird​ ​plump​ ​stick​ ​that​ ​looks​ ​like​ ​a​ ​big​ ​umbrella.​  

Violet:​ ​If​ ​you​ ​stick​ ​it​ ​on​ ​the​ ​ground​ ​like​ ​this.​ ​Voila,​ ​a​ ​small​ ​tent​ ​appears.​  

Violet:​ ​You​ ​can​ ​also​ ​use​ ​a​ ​part​ ​of​ ​this​ ​plant​ ​as​ ​your​ ​pillow​ ​and​ ​blanket​ ​too.​ ​Very​ ​convenient,​ ​right?​  

Iris:​ ​Don​'​t​ ​worry,​ ​my​ ​lord,​ ​we​ ​plants​ ​can​ ​sleep​ ​outside,​ ​but​ ​if​ ​you​ ​want​ ​me​ ​to​ ​sleep​ ​inside​ ​with​ ​you,​ ​just​ ​say​ ​a​ ​word. 

Lord:​ ​OK,​ ​I​ ​will​ ​sleep​ ​soon.​ ​Let​ ​me​ ​keep​ ​finding​ ​Primrose​ ​a​ ​bit​ ​longer.​  

Two​ ​hours​ ​have​ ​passed,​ ​the​ ​lord​ ​is​ ​still​ ​walking​ ​around.​ ​Everyone​ ​has​ ​turned​ ​into​ ​their​ ​flower​ ​form​ ​and​ ​are​ ​sleeping​ ​except​ ​Sola,​ ​who​ ​also​ ​seems​ ​really​ ​drowsy. 

Sola:​ ​You​ ​must​ ​have​ ​really​ ​important​ ​business​ ​with​ ​her. 

Sola​ ​turns​ ​into​ ​a​ ​sunflower​ ​and​ ​sleeps. 

The​ ​morning​ ​come,​ ​everyone​ ​is​ ​awake. 

Iris:​ ​Why​ ​are​ ​you​ ​sleeping​ ​outside​ ​the​ ​tent,​ ​my​ ​lord?​  

Lord:​ ​Uhh..​ ​yes​!​ ​I​ ​just​ ​want​ ​to​ ​know​ ​how​ ​it​ ​feels​ ​if​ ​I​ ​sleep​ ​like​ ​you​ ​plants.​  

Iris,​ ​in​ ​disbelief:​ ​Oh,​ ​is​ ​that​ ​so?​  

Lord:​ ​Where​ ​is​ ​Primrose?,​ ​by​ ​the​ ​way.​  

Iris:​ ​She​ ​said​ ​she​ ​was​ ​going​ ​back​ ​to​ ​her​ ​former​ ​duty,​ ​but​ ​if​ ​you​ ​really​ ​have​ ​to​ ​see​ ​her,​ ​I​ ​will​ ​pass​ ​on​ ​the​ ​message. 

Iris​ ​is​ ​smiling​ ​as​ ​if​ ​she​ ​has​ ​figured​ ​out​ ​what​ ​happened. 

  

[Somewhere​ ​in​ ​the​ ​castle] 

Sola:​ ​How​ ​does​ ​sleeping​ ​like​ ​a​ ​plant​ ​feel​ ​like,​ ​my​ ​lord? 

Lord:​ ​Hmm,​ ​not​ ​my​ ​style.​ ​I​ ​don​'​t​ ​think​ ​I​ ​will​ ​ever​ ​do​ ​that​ ​again.​ ​By​ ​the​ ​way,​ ​I​ ​want​ ​to​ ​ask​ ​you​ ​something.​  

Sola:​ ​What​ ​is​ ​it,​ ​my​ ​lord?​  

Lord:​ ​Are​ ​you​ ​sure​ ​I​'​m​ ​your​ ​lord​ ​since​ ​I​ ​don​'​t​ ​remember​ ​anything​ ​at​ ​all.​ ​I​ ​don​'​t​ ​want​ ​to​ ​take​ ​advantage​ ​of​ ​any​ ​of​ ​you​ ​from​ ​all​ ​these​ ​services​ ​I​ ​get. 

Sola:​ ​Oh,​ ​how​ ​is​ ​that​ ​possible?​ ​If​ ​you​ ​are​ ​not​ ​our​ ​lord,​ ​that​ ​means​ ​it​ ​has​ ​to​ ​be​ ​someone​ ​that​ ​looks​ ​exactly​ ​like​ ​you,​ ​talks​ ​like​ ​you,​ ​slips​ ​into​ ​this​ ​castle,​ ​somehow​ ​eliminates​ ​the​ ​real​ ​lord​ ​and​ ​sleeps​ ​in​ ​place​ ​of​ ​him.​ ​All​ ​of​ ​these​ ​have​ ​to​ ​be​ ​done​ ​without​ ​any​ ​maidens​ ​or​ ​trents​ ​in​ ​this​ ​castle​ ​knowing. 

Lord:​ ​Yeah,​ ​completely​ ​make​ ​sense,​ ​Sola.​ ​You​ ​are​ ​always​ ​good​ ​at​ ​explaining​ ​things. 

Sola:​ ​Furthermore,​ ​we​ ​maidens,​ ​and​ ​possibly​ ​trents​ ​too,​ ​know​ ​it​ ​in​ ​our​ ​hearts.​ ​It​ ​might​ ​be​ ​a​ ​little​ ​hard​ ​for​ ​you​ ​to​ ​believe​ ​but...​ ​  

Sola​ ​drags​ ​the​ ​lord​'​s​ ​hand​ ​to​ ​her​ ​chest. 

Sola:​ ​Can​ ​you​ ​feel​ ​our​ ​connection​ ​in​ ​my​ ​heart? 

Lord:​ ​Well,​ ​not​ ​really. 

Sola:​ ​Hmm...​ ​the​ ​heart​ ​is​ ​located​ ​lower​ ​on​ ​the​ ​left​ ​side,​ ​about​ ​this​ ​area.​  

Lord,​ ​blushing:​ ​Uhh...Sola...That​'​s.... 

Sola:​ ​Touch​ ​deeper​ ​into​ ​my​ ​heart,​ ​my​ ​lord.​ ​Found​ ​it,​ ​right?​  

Lord​ ​thinks:​ ​[Oh...so...so...so​ ​soft.​ ​Am​ ​I​ ​taking​ ​advantage​ ​of​ ​her?] 

Sola:​ ​Your​ ​blood​ ​pressure​ ​and​ ​your​ ​pulse​ ​are​ ​rising.​ ​I​ ​think​ ​that​ ​means​ ​we​ ​are​ ​connected. 

Lord​ ​thinks:​ ​[NOOOOO....That​'​s​ ​because​ ​I​ ​am​ ​touching​ ​one​ ​of​ ​the​ ​softest​ ​organ​ ​of​ ​yours] 

Violet:​ ​Uhh..​ ​What​ ​are​ ​you​ ​two​ ​doing?​ ​Am​ ​I​ ​interrupting​ ​something? 

Lord:​ ​No,​ ​I​ ​haven​'​t​ ​done​ ​anything......uh....hello,​ ​Violet.​  

Violet,​ ​walking​ ​closer:​ ​As​ ​a​ ​maiden,​ ​my​ ​body​ ​and​ ​soul​ ​belong​ ​to​ ​you​ ​alone.​ ​Try​ ​touching​ ​my​ ​heart​ ​too. 

Sola:​ ​Look.​ ​His​ ​blood​ ​pressure​ ​is​ ​rising​ ​even​ ​more.​ ​He​ ​is​ ​feeling​ ​the​ ​connection​ ​with​ ​both​ ​of​ ​us.​  

Lord​ ​thinks:​ ​[ARHH...These​ ​softness,​ ​these​ ​smell​ ​of​ ​flowers] 

Violet​ ​has​ ​a​ ​kind​ ​of​ ​lightly​ ​sweet​ ​and​ ​mellow​ ​scent​ ​that​ ​can​ ​calm​ ​your​ ​mind,​ ​while​ ​Sola​ ​has​ ​like​ ​a​ ​scent​ ​of​ ​meadow​ ​in​ ​midday​'​s​ ​sunlight,​ ​with​ ​a​ ​slight​ ​hint​ ​of​ ​sour​ ​lemon.​  

Violet:​ ​How​ ​can​ ​I​ ​physically​ ​serve​ ​you? 

Sola:​ ​Stop​ ​saying​ ​that​ ​if​ ​you​ ​can​'​t​ ​really​ ​do​ ​it. 

Violet:​ ​I​ ​don​'​t​ ​really​ ​know​ ​how,​ ​but​ ​I​ ​expect​ ​my​ ​lord​ ​could​ ​guide​ ​me​ ​through​ ​it. 

Violet​ ​is​ ​blushing​ ​while​ ​pressing​ ​the​ ​lord​'​s​ ​hand​ ​deep​ ​into​ ​her​ ​chest. 

Purple,​ ​walking​ ​in:​ ​Stop​ ​touching​ ​my​ ​sister.​ ​She​ ​is​ ​not​ ​ready​ ​for​ ​whatever​ ​thought​ ​you​ ​have​ ​in​ ​mind. 

The​ ​lord​ ​moves​ ​his​ ​hand​ ​away.​ ​Violet​ ​seems​ ​upset. 

Violet:​ ​I​'​m​ ​ready,​ ​Purple. 

Purple:​ ​No,​ ​you​ ​are​ ​not. 

Violet:​ ​This​ ​is​ ​the​ ​most​ ​important​ ​duty​ ​of​ ​the​ ​maidens.​ ​I​ ​am​ ​willing​ ​to​ ​learn,​ ​even​ ​I​ ​know​ ​nothing​ ​about​ ​it​ ​right​ ​now. 

Purple,​ ​walking​ ​in​ ​front​ ​of​ ​Violet,​ ​protecting​ ​her​ ​from​ ​the​ ​lord:​ ​No,​ ​you​ ​are​ ​too​ ​innocent. 

Violet:​ ​Then​ ​how​ ​do​ ​you​ ​suggest​ ​we​ ​serve​ ​our​ ​lord? 

Purple:​ ​Uh...I​ ​think....I..... 

Violet:​ ​Hmm? 

Purple,​ ​with​ ​a​ ​terrified​ ​voice,​ ​eyes​ ​closed​ ​in​ ​fear:​ ​My​ ​lord,​ ​take​ ​me​ ​instead.​ ​I​ ​am​ ​ready. 

Lord:​ ​Uh..you​ ​don​'​t​ ​seem​ ​to​ ​be​ ​ready​ ​either. 

Lord:​ ​Calm​ ​down,​ ​girls.​ ​Duty​ ​or​ ​not​ ​duty,​ ​I​ ​don​'​t​ ​want​ ​to​ ​force​ ​anyone​ ​into​ ​this.​ ​Everyone​ ​please​ ​forget​ ​about​ ​it​ ​for​ ​now,​ ​until​ ​you​ ​really​ ​know​ ​what​ ​it​ ​is.​  

Violet:​ ​My​ ​lord,​ ​you​ ​are​ ​so​ ​kind,​ ​but​ ​I​ ​am​ ​truly​ ​ready. 

Purple:​ ​NO​!​!​ ​You​ ​are​ ​not. 

  

[A​ ​while​ ​later] 

Sola:​ ​Purple,​ ​since​ ​you​ ​are​ ​our​ ​ninja,​ ​I​ ​have​ ​an​ ​important​ ​mission​ ​for​ ​you.​ ​Go​ ​to​ ​the​ ​north​ ​where​ ​Isabelle​'​s​ ​Windy​ ​castle​ ​is.​ ​Our​ ​trent​ ​reports​ ​discovery​ ​of​ ​several​ ​blue​ ​sunflowers​ ​in​ ​the​ ​area.​ ​Bring​ ​me​ ​back​ ​a​ ​few.​  

Lord​ ​thinks:​ ​[Hey,​ ​hey,​ ​there​ ​is​ ​no​ ​such​ ​thing​ ​as​ ​a​ ​blue​ ​sunflower.​ ​You​ ​made​ ​this​ ​up?] 

Purple:​ ​Are​ ​you​ ​sure​ ​about​ ​this?​ ​I​ ​have​ ​never​ ​heard​ ​about​ ​it​ ​before.​ ​Why​ ​do​ ​you​ ​want​ ​it​ ​for? 

Sola:​ ​First,​ ​we​ ​need​ ​a​ ​live​ ​sample​ ​of​ ​it​ ​to​ ​analyse​ ​whether​ ​this​ ​unnatural​ ​mutation​ ​has​ ​any​ ​relationship​ ​with​ ​the​ ​yggdrasil​ ​tree.​ ​If​ ​yes,​ ​then​ ​we​ ​can​ ​have​ ​a​ ​better​ ​idea​ ​of​ ​the​ ​boundary​ ​of​ ​yggdrasil​'​s​ ​influence,​ ​and​ ​we​ ​will​ ​use​ ​this​ ​knowledge​ ​to​ ​optimize​ ​our​ ​search​ ​area​ ​for​ ​our​ ​new​ ​sisters. 

Purple:​ ​But​ ​why​ ​don​'​t​ ​you​ ​send​ ​the​ ​trent​ ​who​ ​found​ ​it,​ ​instead​ ​of​ ​me?​  

Sola:​ ​The​ ​trent​ ​did​ ​not​ ​know​ ​about​ ​the​ ​significance​ ​of​ ​it​ ​at​ ​that​ ​time,​ ​and​ ​you​ ​know​ ​that​ ​trents​ ​do​ ​not​ ​have​ ​much​ ​brain​ ​capacity.​ ​The​ ​trent​ ​in​ ​question​ ​has​ ​forgotten​ ​the​ ​exact​ ​location,​ ​and​ ​can​ ​remember​ ​only​ ​a​ ​rough​ ​whereabouts​ ​of​ ​the​ ​flowers. 

Purple:​ ​These​ ​trents... 

Sola:​ ​Not​ ​their​ ​fault.​ ​They​ ​are​ ​useful​ ​for​ ​some​ ​purposes.​ ​That​'​s​ ​why​ ​we​ ​have​ ​you​ ​maidens. 

Purple:​ ​Yes,​ ​I​ ​understand.​ ​Sorry​ ​for​ ​my​ ​complaint. 

Sola:​ ​Please​ ​search​ ​through​ ​the​ ​entire​ ​northern​ ​part​ ​of​ ​our​ ​territory.​ ​This​ ​is​ ​very​ ​important​ ​mission,​ ​better​ ​not​ ​come​ ​back​ ​empty-handed.​ ​I​ ​know​ ​you​ ​are​ ​the​ ​best​ ​maiden​ ​for​ ​this​ ​task.​ ​Good​ ​luck. 

Purple:​ ​Understood.​ ​I​ ​will​ ​start​ ​the​ ​journey​ ​immediately. 

Lord​ ​thinks:​ ​[Oh,​ ​it​'​s​ ​a​ ​real​ ​thing​ ​then?] 

  

[A​ ​while​ ​later] 

Sola:​ ​She​ ​is​ ​gone,​ ​right? 

Violet:​ ​Yes,​ ​I​ ​said​ ​goodbye​ ​to​ ​her​ ​just​ ​a​ ​moment​ ​ago. 

Sola​ ​pulls​ ​a​ ​3-inch-long​ ​giant​ ​sunflower​ ​seed​ ​from​ ​the​ ​flower​ ​on​ ​her​ ​head​ ​and​ ​roasts​ ​it​ ​with​ ​her​ ​sun​ ​magic.​ ​  

Sola:​ ​My​ ​lord,​ ​one​ ​fogblocker​ ​gone.​ ​Let​ ​celebrate. 

Violet:​ ​Celebrate​ ​what,​ ​sis?,​ ​and​ ​what​ ​is​ ​a​ ​fogblocker?​ ​  

Sola:​ ​It​'​s​ ​our​ ​secret.​ ​[giggle] 

Lord,​ ​while​ ​chomping​ ​on​ ​the​ ​roasted​ ​seed:​ ​It​'​s​ ​surprisingly​ ​delicious,​ ​Sola. 

Lord​ ​thinks:​ ​[You​ ​are​ ​also​ ​so​ ​good​ ​at​ ​lying,​ ​Sola,​ ​and​ ​so​ ​wicked​ ​too.​ ​Now​ ​I​ ​am​ ​not​ ​sure​ ​whether​ ​this​ ​heart​ ​touching​ ​thing​ ​is​ ​also​ ​one​ ​of​ ​your​ ​ploy​ ​to​ ​provide​ ​me​ ​with​ ​some​ ​service,​ ​and​ ​a​ ​little​ ​excitement​ ​to​ ​yourself,​ ​or​ ​you​ ​are​ ​just​ ​innocent​ ​for​ ​this​ ​specific​ ​matter,​ ​and​ ​that​ ​seed​ ​is​ ​too​ ​big​ ​to​ ​fit​ ​in​ ​your​ ​flower,​ ​then​ ​how......​ ​OK,​ ​I​ ​need​ ​to​ ​stop​ ​finding​ ​reason​ ​in​ ​a​ ​world​ ​full​ ​of​ ​talking​ ​plants.] 

  

  

Sola:​ ​What​ ​are​ ​you​ ​thinking,​ ​my​ ​lord.​ ​  

Lord:​ ​Umm...nothing,​ ​really.​ ​I​ ​am​ ​just​ ​enjoying​ ​the​ ​crunchy​ ​seed.​ ​How​ ​often​ ​can​ ​you​ ​produce​ ​it? 

Sola:​ ​Hmm,​ ​about​ ​a​ ​seed​ ​every​ ​other​ ​day,​ ​I​ ​guess,​ ​and​ ​I​ ​can​ ​store​ ​quite​ ​a​ ​few​ ​in​ ​my​ ​flower.​ ​Tell​ ​me​ ​if​ ​you​ ​need​ ​more. 

Lord:​ ​I​ ​saw​ ​you​ ​assigned​ ​a​ ​task​ ​to​ ​Purple​ ​earlier.​ ​Tell​ ​me​ ​more​ ​about​ ​hierarchy​ ​and​ ​chain​ ​of​ ​command​ ​in​ ​this​ ​castle.​  

Sola:​ ​[giggle]​ ​Of​ ​course,​ ​you​ ​are​ ​at​ ​the​ ​top,​ ​my​ ​lord.​  

Lord:​ ​I​ ​kind​ ​of​ ​know​ ​that.​ ​What​ ​about​ ​everyone​ ​else? 

Sola:​ ​Peony​ ​is​ ​a​ ​chancellor,​ ​basically​ ​she​ ​is​ ​our​ ​leader​ ​in​ ​case​ ​of​ ​your​ ​absence,​ ​my​ ​lord. 

Lord:​ ​Oh,​ ​the​ ​pink​ ​princess. 

Sola:​ ​But​ ​sometimes​ ​I​ ​still​ ​feel​ ​that​ ​she​ ​is​ ​also​ ​the​ ​leader​ ​even​ ​when​ ​you​ ​are​ ​not​ ​absent​ ​[giggle]​ ​She​ ​also​ ​controls​ ​a​ ​bunch​ ​of​ ​various​ ​kinds​ ​of​ ​trent​ ​through​ ​her​ ​scent.​ ​Have​ ​you​ ​sniffed​ ​her​ ​at​ ​least​ ​at​ ​little? 

Lord:​ ​Uh,​ ​not​ ​that​ ​I​ ​can​ ​remember. 

Sola:​ ​Her​ ​scent​ ​can​ ​control​ ​people​'​s​ ​mind,​ ​especially​ ​men​ ​and​ ​lesser​ ​trents.​ ​It​ ​is​ ​stronger​ ​than​ ​you​ ​might​ ​think,​ ​my​ ​lord.​ ​Don​'​t​ ​sniff​ ​her​ ​when​ ​you​ ​are​ ​alone​ ​with​ ​her​ ​or​ ​you​ ​might​ ​not​ ​be​ ​able​ ​to​ ​control​ ​yourself.​ ​The​ ​scent​ ​makes​ ​you​ ​fall​ ​in​ ​love​ ​with​ ​her.​ ​It​ ​doesn​'​t​ ​help​ ​that​ ​her​ ​appearance​ ​is​ ​also​ ​very​ ​lovable​ ​in​ ​the​ ​first​ ​place.​ ​Her​ ​scent​ ​are​ ​ineffective​ ​against​ ​me,​ ​though.​ ​She​ ​controls​ ​me​ ​by​ ​another​ ​way. 

Lord:​ ​Huh?​  

Sola,​ ​smiling:​ ​You​ ​will​ ​know​ ​if​ ​you​ ​see​ ​her​ ​when​ ​she​ ​get​ ​mad.​  

Lord:​ ​..... 

Sola:​ ​No,​ ​I​ ​am​ ​kidding,​ ​my​ ​lord.​ ​It​'​s​ ​just​ ​only​ ​half-true.​ ​[giggle] 

Lord:​ ​OK,​ ​I​ ​will​ ​try​ ​not​ ​to​ ​piss​ ​her​ ​then,​ ​but​ ​it​ ​might​ ​be​ ​quite​ ​difficult.​ ​When​ ​I​ ​woke​ ​up​ ​I​ ​just​ ​asked​ ​her​ ​who​ ​she​ ​was​ ​and​ ​she​ ​walked​ ​out​ ​on​ ​me. 

Sola:​ ​As​ ​she​ ​is​ ​also​ ​one​ ​of​ ​the​ ​maidens,​ ​I​ ​think​ ​she​ ​is​ ​also​ ​bound​ ​by​ ​yggdrasil​’​s​ ​magic​ ​to​ ​some​ ​extent,​ ​my​ ​lord.​ ​Deep​ ​inside,​ ​she​ ​is​ ​surely​ ​in​ ​love​ ​with​ ​you.​  

Lord:​ ​Oh,​ ​thank​ ​you​ ​for​ ​your....​ ​  

Sola:​ ​But​ ​before​ ​you​ ​can​ ​reach​ ​her​ ​love,​ ​you​ ​might​ ​need​ ​to​ ​die​ ​first,​ ​just​ ​like​ ​some​ ​kind​ ​of​ ​male​ ​spiders.​ ​  

Lord:​ ​Stop​ ​scaring​ ​me​ ​please. 

Sola:​ ​Oops,​ ​sorry.​ ​I​ ​digress​ ​so​ ​far.​ ​Let​ ​get​ ​back​ ​to​ ​the​ ​chain​ ​of​ ​command​ ​thing.​ ​Yes,​ ​next​ ​to​ ​her,​ ​it​'​s​ ​me,​ ​basically​ ​speaking.​ ​Also,​ ​due​ ​to​ ​Iris​'​s​ ​fighting​ ​and​ ​speaking​ ​skill,​ ​she​ ​has​ ​some​ ​influence​ ​too,​ ​especially​ ​against​ ​her​ ​self-proclaimed​ ​sister​ ​Ruby.​ ​Another​ ​older​ ​maiden​ ​named​ ​Petunia,​ ​whom​ ​you​ ​haven​'​t​ ​met,​ ​used​ ​to​ ​be​ ​involved​ ​in​ ​the​ ​majority​ ​of​ ​high​ ​level​ ​decision​ ​making,​ ​but​ ​for​ ​some​ ​reason,​ ​I​ ​think​ ​she​ ​is​ ​trying​ ​to​ ​fade​ ​herself​ ​away​ ​from​ ​everything.​  

Sola:​ ​There​ ​is​ ​also​ ​a​ ​maiden​ ​named​ ​Almond,​ ​who​ ​sometimes​ ​acts​ ​like​ ​an​ ​assistant​ ​to​ ​Peony,​ ​so​ ​the​ ​next​ ​one​ ​in​ ​the​ ​rank​ ​might​ ​be​ ​her.​ ​All​ ​other​ ​maidens​ ​I​ ​haven​'​t​ ​mentioned​ ​are​ ​quite​ ​equal​ ​in​ ​this​ ​matter,​ ​I​ ​guess.​  

Lord:​ ​I​ ​have​ ​to​ ​learn​ ​more​ ​about​ ​all​ ​of​ ​them. 

Sola:​ ​Maidens​ ​are​ ​quite​ ​free​ ​to​ ​do​ ​anything​ ​or​ ​go​ ​anywhere​ ​they​ ​want,​ ​without​ ​much​ ​repercussion​ ​from​ ​the​ ​rest.​ ​However,​ ​most​ ​maidens​ ​do​ ​their​ ​work​ ​quite​ ​diligently​ ​because​ ​we​ ​are​ ​bound​ ​by​ ​the​ ​magic​ ​to​ ​serve​ ​you,​ ​my​ ​lord.​  

Sola:​ ​Oh,​ ​and​ ​we​ ​maidens​ ​are​ ​above​ ​most​ ​trents,​ ​my​ ​lord.​ ​Most​ ​of​ ​us​ ​can​ ​control​ ​trents​ ​to​ ​some​ ​extent.​ ​It​ ​depends​ ​on​ ​the​ ​type​ ​and​ ​level​ ​of​ ​the​ ​trents​ ​in​ ​question​ ​too.​ ​Even​ ​for​ ​some​ ​trents​ ​that​ ​can​'​t​ ​speak,​ ​such​ ​as​ ​white​ ​radishes,​ ​they​ ​can​ ​understand​ ​our​ ​command​ ​and​ ​carry​ ​it​ ​out​ ​quite​ ​well. 

Sola:​ ​Hey,​ ​you​ ​radish​ ​over​ ​there.​ ​Go​ ​get​ ​some​ ​water​ ​for​ ​our​ ​lord. 

Radish​ ​with​ ​a​ ​crude​ ​spear​ ​nods​ ​and​ ​run​ ​away. 

Lord:​ ​They​ ​must​ ​be​ ​able​ ​to​ ​communicate​ ​among​ ​themselves,​ ​right? 

Sola:​ ​Yes,​ ​just​ ​like​ ​birds​ ​chirping​ ​to​ ​each​ ​other.​ ​They​ ​seem​ ​to​ ​have​ ​a​ ​language​ ​of​ ​their​ ​own.​ ​None​ ​of​ ​the​ ​maidens​ ​can​ ​understand​ ​them​ ​though.​ ​All​ ​we​ ​can​ ​hear​ ​are​ ​the​ ​sound​ ​of​ ​wood​ ​cracking. 

Lord:​ ​Hmm...I​ ​saw​ ​these​ ​white​ ​radishes​ ​everywhere.​ ​They​ ​are​ ​guarding​ ​the​ ​castle,​ ​right? 

Sola:​ ​Yes,​ ​as​ ​a​ ​guard,​ ​they​ ​are​ ​slightly​ ​better​ ​than​ ​nothing​ ​at​ ​all.​ ​Think​ ​of​ ​it​ ​as​ ​a​ ​scout.​ ​If​ ​they​ ​spot​ ​an​ ​intruder,​ ​although​ ​they​ ​can​'​t​ ​speak,​ ​they​ ​can​ ​use​ ​their​ ​body​ ​language​ ​to​ ​alert​ ​a​ ​maiden​ ​or​ ​other​ ​more​ ​powerful​ ​trents,​ ​very​ ​convenient. 

Lord:​ ​Good​ ​boys. 

Sola:​ ​I​ ​haven​'​t​ ​found​ ​any​ ​intruders​ ​yet​ ​though.​ ​Probably​ ​because​ ​there​ ​are​ ​loads​ ​of​ ​other​ ​trents​ ​guarding​ ​the​ ​outer​ ​perimeter​ ​of​ ​the​ ​castle​ ​too.​ ​Also,​ ​these​ ​radish​ ​are​ ​very​ ​diligent​ ​workers​ ​and​ ​are​ ​excellent​ ​at​ ​performing​ ​menial​ ​tasks​ ​like​ ​cleaning.​  

Sola:​ ​More​ ​than​ ​95​ ​percent​ ​of​ ​yggdrasil​ ​seeds​ ​grow​ ​into​ ​white​ ​radishes.​ ​The​ ​more​ ​yggdrasil​ ​grows,​ ​the​ ​more​ ​number​ ​of​ ​seeds​ ​it​ ​produces,​ ​hence,​ ​the​ ​more​ ​number​ ​of​ ​these​ ​radishes.​ ​They​ ​are​ ​everywhere.