Novel Square
chapter 23
Chapter 23 A Dryad Manifests From the Spruce Tree After Receiving
Prayers
was only after that that Walter saw the body on the ground. “What happened?” he asked gravely
With that Gwendolyn recounted the event. “If it weren’t for William, we’d take his place instead, and you’d be killed too”
Twill deal with this. You guys don’t get yourselves involved anymore,” said Walter grimly before turning to William I shall leave Gwen in your care, Mr. Barrett. You two will leave tonight. I will tell her to come back on this is all over”
William could tell the severity of the situation from Walter’s expression and tone, but because he was an
itsider, he couldn’t ask too many questions either. “Alright, we’ll leave right away.”
Is there something I don’t know about, Grandpa?” Gwendolyn asked with worry. “I’m not leaving. I want to
here.
“No.” Walter smiled. Tm just worried you’ll be in danger again when another assassin comes. Don’t worry. Your grandpa’s a Qi State master now. No assassin will be able to kill me. Now, off you go. I’ll keep you updated”
Gwendolyn couldn’t defy her grandfather seeing how insistent he was being. Hence, she drove out of the mansion wit, Villiam.
blue. sporty Audi S5 As the Zuches never had to worry about money, the car Gwendolyn took was a royal worth a little over ten thousand, and it only took four seconds to go from zero to a hundred miles per hour.
William grew up a car fanatic, and the Barrett household used to own a domestic vehicle, but it was sold after the passing of his father. Now that such a sweet ride had been presented to him, he couldn’t help itching to have a go at it, and he asked Gwendolyn to sit in the front passenger seat while he took the wheel.
An intense feeling of being thrown back in his seat came as soon as William stepped on the gas after hitning the road, and the tires gripped the road well, giving the man absolute confidence to turn at corners.
While driving, William suggested, “You can stay over at my place tonight.”
Melisenna fixed up a guest room when Tia stayed over. Now, it was the perfect place for Gwendolyn to sleep in
The young woman nodded at that. “Thank you. I can also help Mia with her homework.”
“Don’t you have to work?” William couldn’t help asking.
Tm freelancing,‘ said Gwendolyn with a smile. “Other than practicing martial arts, I like to paint when I have the time. I plan on holding a solo exhibition next year.”
William couldn’t help sighing at that. The rich sure live differently. I’ll certainly be thinking about how to earn money when I’m her age.
Later, he pulled the car up next to the old spruce tree when they arrived at the Barrett Residence. To William’s amusement, many religious artifacts had gen placed in front of the old spruce tree. Looks like
1/4
Chapter 23 A Dryad Manifests From the Spruce Tree After Receiving Prayers
quite a few people came to say their prayers to this old tree today.
Meanwhile, Melisenna was sitting under the tree, chatting away with the neighbors. Upon seeing William and Gwendolyn, the neighbors praised the young man, “Good for you, William. You’ve found yourself a pretty girlfriend. Are you not going to introduce her to us?”
William hurriedly corrected them, saying, “This is my friend, Mrs. Lee. Not my girlfriend. I’ll let you guys chat. I’m going in.”
Gwendolyn, on the other hand, followed William into the house hurriedly with a flushed face.
It was getting pretty dark, so William first performed acupuncture on Melisenna. After the latter turned in, he proceeded to e Mia’s head until midnight.
Gwendolyn had rested at this point, so he decided to meditate under the spruce tree. The meditation he was doing was a breathing method that was normally practiced in front of a tree.
Half of the old spruce tree grew within the walls, and it was said to be planted by William’s great–great- grandfather. Though the tree was over a century old, the leaves were still abundant, and one could smell the spruce flowers from miles away whenever they bloomed.
Right then. William stood facing the spruce tree with his palms raised to his chest. After that, he stood still, breathed rhythmically, and emptied his mind while letting it settle down.
About half an hour later, his heart skipped a beat, for a woman appeared in his mind. He couldn’t make out what she looked like, but he knew she was wearing a simple green dress.
“Thank you for unlocking my spirit conscience and attracting prayers, Master. The woman bowed to him.
“Unlocking your spirit conscience?” William was stumped. “Who are you?”
“I am the spirit conscience of this spruce tree, Master,” answered the woman.
Yes, William was shocked, but he wasn’t afraid, for there were similar recordings in the Way of Heaven and Earth about ancient plants possibly becoming dryads with time. So, there wasn’t anything to be alarming
about.
“You’re the spruce tree’s spirit conscience, eh? Do you need something from me?” he asked.
“I want to thank you, Master, for not only stopping outsiders from harming me but also proclaiming me a spruce dryad. Because of that, I’ve received many prayers, and in turn, they’ve allowed me to condense into a spirit conscience.”
“Are you saying these people’s prayers helped you?” William restated.
“Yes, Master. From now on, I am the spirit guardian of the Barrett Residence. If there is anything you need, just come to the tree and tell me. I will do everything in my power to meet your request.”
With that, she disappeared, and William opened his eyes. As he sized the old tree up, he discovered a thick white glow enveloping it. The glow was close to being something of an Aura. I knew it! This tree has changed!
At that, he went up to the spruce tree and patted the trunk. “Who’d have thought you could form a spirit conscience?! Not bad. Cultivate and protect my home, alright?”
For the rest of the night, William opened up his secondary meridians in his room, and it wasn’t until
2/4
18:29 Wed,
Chapter 23 A Dryad Manifests From the Spruce Tree After Receiving Prayers
nearly the crack of dawn that he went to bed.
However, he was soon woken up by a series of bangs. As if that wasn’t bad enough, someone was also shouting at the top of his lungs while rapping the door. “Open the door! Hey, open up!”
At that, he quickly got dressed and dashed to the yard. Melisenna had already answered the door at this point. and a squad of police in uniform barged right in.
“Is this the home of William Barrett?”
Melisenna’s heart skipped a beat, but she dared not lie. “It is. What business do you have with him?”
One of the police then sneered. “William Barrett has committed a crime. Have him come out.”
“And what crime have I committed?” William asked plainly.
However, instead of answering the young man, the police turned to his fellow colleagues. “Cuff him!” At that, William took a step back and said with a smile, “Give me five minutes. I want to make two calls.”
He had a hunch someone wanted to screw with him.
To that, the police said icily, “You have three.”
William nodded in acknowledgment, then made the first call to Tia. The Lloyds was one of the four prestigious families, and they happened to need him, so they certainly wouldn’t shrug the inatter off.
His second call was to a man named Jonathan Big, or as the underworld called him, Mr. Big. Back then, when he was still locked up in prison, Jonathan came to him for medical attention. In the beginning, he behaved arrogantly; even Chester behaved like an obedient schoolboy in front of the man. But after he treated Jonathan’s chronic problem, the latter did a one–eighty instantly and began referring to William as his little buddy. Not only that, Jonathan even said to seek his help if William ever got into trouble in
Kreim.
After the two answered the phone, they promised William they’d get to the bottom of it quickly.
By the time William finished making the calls, Gwendolyn had also come out. “What’s going on, Mr. William?” she asked, to which William revealed, “Someone’s trying to screw with me. Ask your dad to look into it, will you please?”
Gwendolyn nodded at once. “You can count on me!”
Following that, William was handcuffed and escorted into the car. Then, the sirens blared as the car drove
away.
Meanwhile, an ominous feeling hiyWilliam as he rode in the car. Though the police were in uniforms, their gazes were off and filled with malice. They didn’t behave like they were a part of the government body. Could they be fakes?
At the thought of the possibility, he let out a sigh of relief instead. I have nothing to be scared of as long as it’s not some government official.
“Which station are you guys from?” William asked, to which one of them replied icily, “No questions. You’ll know when you get there?
3/4
18:20 Wed, 3 Jun All rights © NôvelDrama.Org.
Chapter 25 A Dryad Manifests From the Spruce Tree After Receiving Prayers
47%世
零:47%量
After being on the road for some Time, the vehicle arrived at a desolate path, and it turned into a factory. soon after that. The massive factory had already been shut down for quite some time as it was deadly. quiet, and not a single soul could be found.
After the velcle pulled up, someone shoved William out of it. Right in front of him was a spacious workshop, and in there sat a boorish man who looked incredibly haggard; it seemed like he hadn’t slept at wink for three days. It was none other than Shane Salisbury.
William instantly knew what was up when he saw the man. Looks like my curse worked!
“It’s you. Salisbury!” he enunciated while staring at his foe.
Shane, too, bore into William as he said, “You son of a b’stard! You cursed me to forever be haunted by my dreams and to live the rest of my life in a living hell. Am I right?”
“That’s right.” William grinned. “I did curse you. What’s the matter? Have you started having nightmares because you’re conscience–stricken?”
“Beat him up! Kill him!” roared Shane as he suddenly stood up.
The fake police immediately pinned William down, but would the young man even allow them to lay at at the four finger on him? With a forceful tug, the handcuff broke into two, and William threw punch men closest to him, sending them flying miles away.
The four of them coughed up blood the moment they hit the ground, then they remained still after that. The rest of the goons were stunned, and they began backing up like they were looking at a ghost.
Shane was just as shocked. How can this punk be so strong?!
After breaking the handcuff off with a simple snap, William chucked the broken pieces aside like they wer trash before finally ambling toward Shane. However, for every step he took, the man would take a step back.
Lo and behold, someone walked out from behind Shane. The man was in his thirties, bald, about six foot two inches, and his arms were thicker than most thighs. Worst of all, the man was filled with explosive
power.
s
C
18:29 Wed, 5 Jun
A Mortal’s Medicinal Elixirs
Chapter 24 You Will Be in Utte