A Journey That Changed The World

Chapter 1071: Don’t You Dare Insult Our Master

Archer stored all the expensive Red Silk in his Item box before answering Jim the Desert Worm, ‘Tell them I will meet them here in a week, is there enough space? Or do you need more?’

Jim nodded in agreement before the worm replied, ‘It’s getting tight now. There are thousands of us and more eggs than we can count.’

Hearing this, Archer smiled, then closed his eyes, imagining the desert around him. With a surge of power, he tripled its size and expanded the entire Domain. Drawing from his expansive mana pool, he transformed the landscape, making it twice as large as Pluoria.

Once Archer ran out of mana, he dropped to one knee, causing Valariana to rush over to him, “Are you okay, Master? What’s wrong?” she asked in a worried tone.

“Used a bit too much mana,” he admitted wearily. “But it does help increase my pool.” Valariana smiled as she helped him to his feet. “Just relax and recover, Master.”

Archer waved his hand, conjuring a stone chair before collapsing into it. As he closed his eyes, he thought, ‘I’m close to returning to Thrylos.’

Then, Jim spoke up while glancing back at the desert, ‘Master. It’s now bigger than ever. I can feel all the new land.’

“Have fun and help your kind grow,” Archer replied with a wave.

The Desert Worm nodded its massive before vanishing into the sand as a little Chull appeared after burrowing from the ground. The creature let out a chittering sound that Valariana understood.

She turned to him with a frown, “Troubles brewing in the colony. I must return, but will you see me when you have time?”

Archer nodded, a charming smile spreading across his face as he approached the blonde. He leaned forward and kissed her softly. Valariana responded by wrapping her arms around his shoulders, returning the kiss with warmth and affection.

Minutes later, Archer teleported the Chull Queen back to her chambers before returning to the necromancer sisters. Upon arriving in their living area, he spotted Demacia sitting quietly, absorbed in an old tome.

Suddenly, a thought struck him: he had a collection of death tomes that could be helpful to the sisters. Archer raised his hand, and a mountain of books materialized in the center of the room, landing with a soft thud.

Demacia let out a startled yelp, but her blue eyes widened as Morena rushed into the room and exclaimed, “What is this evil I’m feeling?”

As Archer explained, the sisters spotted the tomes, “This is every necromancy and death tome I’ve collected in eight years. Some come from bandits, outlaws, and the vaults of many royal families.”

Morena giggled as she picked up one of the tomes and said to Demacia, “Little sister, he has the diary of the famous necromancer Renard Blackskull! This is worth a fortune.”

Archer was taken aback, surprised by the book’s value. However, he wasn’t particularly concerned; it had been sitting in his Item Box for years, untouched and forgotten, “I have to go sort some stuff out, but I will send some test subjects.”

Both didn’t reply as they were engrossed in the tomes. Archer chuckled before returning to Isabella’s house. When stepping through the Gate, he sensed Maeve, Ashoka, and Nyx were in the garden.

He walked outside only to have Nyx lunge at him. Archer caught the dragon woman and smiled, saying, “Do you three want to go to the treehouse? It’s been years since anyone has been there.”

The trio agreed with broad smiles, and Archer sent a message to Alexa, Ellie, Micha, Cece Sasha, and Elizabeth. Most replied that they were free, though Liza was tied up in a meeting, and the twins were busy with their college work.

With that, he summoned the others, excluding the president. The three women appeared confused, glancing around the familiar garden until their eyes landed on him and the three other women.

After a moment, they said their hello’s before the ladies kissed Archer and pampered him for a while. Isabella appeared minutes later, wrapped in a nightgown as the cold air brushed past her, and asked in a tired voice, “What’s going on here?”

Archer greeted the short-haired woman with a kiss before asking everyone if they wanted to see his Domain, to which everyone agreed, causing him to open a portal to the treehouse, which he hadn’t been to in years.

He stepped through first and materialized in the quiet abode. That’s when a little Brownie appeared with a big smile, “Masters returned!”

More of the little creatures emerged, causing the women’s eyes to open in shock. Ellie exclaimed, “What are the adorable things called?”

Archer chuckled at their reactions and explained, “I was thirteen and exploring a new world. On my travels, I found the Brownies sneaking around, but I offered them safety if they served me.”

“You enslaved them!” Maeve said in a shocked voice.

Archer was about to respond when a Brownie suddenly appeared, hovering in front of Maeve’s face. With rage-filled eyes, the tiny creature pointed accusingly and shouted in a high- pitched voice, “Don’t you dare insult our Master! He never turned us into enslaved people! All he’s done is protect us and help my people thrive until we become like our ancestors.” Startled, Maeve instinctively raised her hand to swat the creature away, but the Brownie quickly chanted something, summoning a shield that blocked her hand. The orange-haired woman stared in shock at the sudden defense.

Wide-eyed at the situation, Archer finally stepped in, speaking to calm things down. “Maeve didn’t insult me, Mavis. She was just surprised that I took you all in.”

The Brownie took a deep breath, calming himself before turning to Maeve and bowing. “Forgive me, Mistress. I misunderstood your words. I thought you were speaking ill of the Master. He has always treated my kind with respect and kindness. We may not be strong, but we are fiercely protective of him.”

Maeve beamed as she responded, “Don’t worry; I forgot that the Brownies lived here. The other girls told me about it, but that was years ago.”

“I understand, Mistress,” Mavis said before turning to Archer. “The treehouse is tidied, and the bedding is fresh. Would you like some tea, Master?”

Archer nodded, “Yes please.”

Ellie, Micha, and Isabella began scanning the room, their eyes quickly drawn to the wall covered in pictures. The younger brunette stepped closer, studying them intently. Her gaze settled on a photograph of a younger Archer standing beside a brown-skinned girl with light

blue hair.

In the photo, the two sit on a cliff overlooking the vast sea, the sun casting a golden hue. Archer’s eyes linger on the image, and a memory comes flooding back. They had stopped to rest from their journey north, safely out of reach of a Monster Wave below.

“Who’s this girl, brother? She’s unlike any girl I’ve seen before,” Ellie asked, curiosity lighting up her eyes.

Archer returned to reality while answering, “That’s Teuila; she’s back on Thrylos.”

Following that, Micha and Ashoka went to help Mavis with the tea while Nyx, Maeve, and Ellie

collapsed into the comfortable sofas. Archer noticed Isabella standing there with an

awestruck expression on her beautiful face.

He walked over to the older woman and grabbed her hand, speaking with a concerned

expression, “Are you okay, Bel?”

“This place is straight from a fairytale,” she said with a small smile.

Archer chuckled as he started dragging her toward the stairs. With a grin that caught Isabella off guard, he said, “This is nothing; I have a view you should see.”‘

After a few minutes of walking up the spiral stairs, Isabella glanced around like a kid in a toy

shop, which made him smile. The duo arrived at the viewing deck at the top, which offered a breathtaking view of the entire Domain.

From their vantage point, the vast wilderness expanded, an endless landscape stretching in every direction. He watched as Isabella’s eyes widened in awe, her expression a mix of shock

and wonder.

‘She’s adorable when caught off guard,’ Archer mused, his gaze lingering on the older woman.

In the distance, towering mountains dominated the horizon, their snow-capped peaks cutting into the sky. Rivers meandered through the valleys, weaving between dense forests

and sprawling plains.

The land stretched endlessly, wild and untamed; its raw beauty was breathtaking. Archer watched as the older woman looked around in amazement before approaching her, grabbing her thick waist, and moving up her curvy body.

Isabella was jolted back to reality as Archer’s hands cupped her breasts, his touch sending a shiver through her. He began teasing her gently, causing her to let out soft moans as she instinctively leaned into him, her breath hitching.

“Mmmgh~~,” she murmured, her voice a mix of pleasure and surprise.

Archer started kissing her neck, which made it even worse for Isabella, who clung onto him,

but his hand soon slipped down her body and entered her nightgown as she spoke in a

breathless voice, “I’ve been waiting days for this Arch, you kept this old lady waiting too long.”

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