Chapter 325: When it happens so much you don’t get surprised anymore

Oh...so she died?

This wasn't my interpreter formation's mistake in translation, right?

I had no idea what the concept of death in the world of spirit was like, but the word 'perished' could not be more grim. I knew this might be nothing, as I wasn't a spirit and possessed a different physiology. But I had to say my heart stopped for a bit when I read it.

I proceeded to read more, but there was nothing more about that topic in the letter. The Queen was born as a half-druid, half-dryad, and 'enjoyed' both of that world. She had the physique of a druid, but also could travel from tree to tree like dryad. And it seemed like she could give birth two ways--by her womb, or the dryad way--which means...I might be able to.

The dryad way, I mean, not the non-existent womb.