Ascension of the Sylvan Cosmos

Chapter 114. Golden Sap Town.

Flor, Ignatia, Verdantia, Cinderielle, and Tempestria sat on the top of the wall, looking toward the forest that expanded around them.

Their town, while located in the middle of a grove full of trees, had a space created between those trees, and only low vegetation grew on the wall. This area was all within the attack range of both <Mother Of Thousand Flower Field> and the defensive trees sparingly spread alongside the circumference of the town.

Flor crossed her arms as she looked into the dense forest and asked. "Do you think people around will agree to having us as sovereigns of the town?"

Tempestria chuckled. "Don't expect it to go without ups and downs. You will be ridiculed, tested, and probably unfairly attacked. Your position is very sensitive, Flor. You are a monster that has gained sapience to levels similar to the intelligent races. You still lack some rationalization abilities and basic instincts, but overall, you are not that different from others."

Verdantia added. "But people are stubborn. Regardless of how you present yourself, labels are something you won't escape from. If this town continues to expand, being labeled as <Monster Queen> or something similar won't be that strange."

Cinderielle laughed. "That sounds cool, to be honest." Then, she said. "Speaking of which, actions and 'Heroic' events are usually sources of powerful skills, quests, and titles. I don't know how rare or important a monster becoming the leader of a town is, but unlocking new skills or titles along the way would not be that strange."

Flor laughed. "Well, as long as they can be passed down, like my Queen title, I am okay with that."

The Sylvans paused and looked at Flor, who smiled at them. "Remember that I have 20 years or so of lifespan left. It's really not much."

Tempestria sighed. "Sometimes I forget about these things. We Sylvans have such long lives in comparison that 20 years feel like nothing, to be honest. Even as young as I am, I instinctively feel that 20 years is just around the corner."

Cinderielle looked at the Ant Queen and asked. "What about you? How long is your lifespan?"

Ignatia smiled. "Long. As long as I continue placing eggs, very long."

Verdantia exclaimed. "Ho~ So it is true."

Cinderielle tilted her head. "What's true?"

Verdantia commented. "While Ant Queens have complete authority over their colonies, if they stop making eggs, the Ant Queen is considered to be useless, and her colony can go against her."

Flor looked at Ignatia with surprise. "Really?"

Ignatia snorted. "Of course. I am their Mommy. What use do I have if I can't make more little darlings? They should continue the colony's will by feeding me to new queens."

Tempestria blinked. "Oh? You don't feel resentment that your children can turn against you?"

Ignatia shook her head, making her long antennae bob from side to side. "Not at all. A useless Queen is the start of the end for the colony. A useless Queen must be discarded for the evolution of the colony."

The other four were silent, somewhat admiring, and somewhat lamenting. It was quite cruel that the Ant Queen's future could be stolen by the children she so lovingly and carefully birthed; at least, from their perspective, it was a sad outcome.

Zinia appeared from the forest, alerting them, and they all stood up. Flor shouted. "Rose Fairies, start preparing the environment."

Ignatia's throat clacked several times, creating a piercing sound, followed by the three hundred ants moving around. Then, she said. "Tempestria, Verdantia, Cinderielle, come here."