The tree stopped shaking, and the garden was unusually quiet. The guards stared at the large tree in shock, starting to ponder a serious question.
Was there a tree here before?
This is destined to be an unsolvable mystery. Who would go out of their way to remember how many trees are in the royal palace's garden?
Since the rebellion, the servants within the royal palace have been replaced. Those previously inserted by Pope Julius were all expelled. This batch of servants and gardeners was personally selected by Queen Margaret and several princesses and princes.
"Does anyone have a torch?"
Seeing the tree chose the path of resistance, Ethan asked the guards. Within two minutes, a guard came back with a lit torch.
"Wait, wait, wait! I mean no harm! I'm not a bad person!"
The tree gestured frantically, and a deep crack appeared on the stout trunk right in front of everyone. Out came a figure Ethan never expected.
"Old Mu? Why is it you?"
