@elderallendale
What he might be viewed as in the eyes of any ordinary bystander was a simple “neet”, a person with no value of society, but even so, even here and now he was still the Fairy King. The Sacred Tree and the Fairy King’s forest had to exist somewhere, and as long as it did, his duty was to act as the guardian of the forest. But every so often he supposed it might have been nice to experience even a slight sense of familiarity in this futuristic cityscape.
-- “ ?! This scent? ”
Almost on cue a calming aroma entered his nostrils to drown out the stench of the city, and following it, King found his wings taking him to a small establishment, priding itself in multiple coloured plants and herbs. For this many plants to be gathered in one place, plucked from their spots in nature, could this mean...?
-- “ Is this some form of sorcerer’s workshop? ”
