Chapitre 1326: Gardens

"It's good to see you too, Gardener," Lex said, and took a look around the area. It was not farmland. No, the Gardener had loosened the soil, planted berry bushes, weeded everything, sprinkled a few layers of daisies. He saw, hidden within the grass, vines which he recognised as potato vines.

In the distance, he saw a few almond trees, covered in white flowers, and a few species of trees that grew crystals instead of leaves, also all white. It seemed like the Gardener had a color theme going on.

"I wish I could say that this was a social call, but unfortunately it is not. I have something of the utmost importance to talk to you about."

"Gardens," the Gardener said ominously, as if stating the topic of the conversation Lex wanted to have. From Lex, the Gardener's gaze wanders away to the vast vista before him. His hands, calloused from years of toil, rest upon the shaft of his mighty hoe.