The Villain’s Cheat Code: When a Gamer Becomes the Evil God’s Sidekick-Chapter 408: If Your Home Has a Garden, You Can Adopt a Cocotte for Free
In moments of clarity, deep within my heart, I always hear a low, persistent murmur that continuously echoes a single word:
"Return."
"Return."
Escape is no longer possible; my soul is filled with confusion.
No matter where I wander, no matter where I find myself.
That voice, like a seductive spell, like a devout prayer,
It continues to press upon me, constantly driving me forward.
I hear that gentle, ethereal voice once again.
...
A chill enveloped her body. Cocotte felt as if she was immersed in a gently rippling pool.
She slowly opened her eyes to find herself cradled in the warm embrace of the Divine Tree.
Cocotte gradually propped herself up.
Azure droplets that lingered on her fair skin slid down her arms and body, gently dripping back into the rippling pool.
Light filled her eyes as Cocotte shook her head, as if trying to dispel the fog in her mind.
"Is this... the heart of the Divine Tree?"
She slowly walked out of the pool, stepping into the calm space filled with flowing magical energy.
Her delicate hand gently caressed the thousand-year-old vines of the Divine Tree as she closed her eyes.
The window to her inner vision seemed to be stirred by a gentle breeze. The barrier before her became faint and indistinct. Cocotte opened her eyes,
Her gaze seemed to penetrate mountains and waters, through the lush Elven Forest, perceiving distant borderlands.
Beyond the Divine Tree, the lives of elves overflowed with tranquility and joy. Cocotte's gaze drifted over each living being.
Young elves were busy yet orderly, tender elflings ran laughing across the green meadows, while elders conducted solemn ceremonies.
Time flowed before her eyes, seemingly accelerating. Suddenly, countless elves prostrated themselves beneath the Divine Tree, worshipping reverently.
At that moment, echoes of voices resonated in Cocotte's heart:
"Protected by the Divine Tree,"
"Blessed by the Queen,"
"Our clan shall prosper eternally."
These voices were like ancient hymns, making Cocotte feel inexplicably annoyed. Her mind was filled with wave after wave of heaviness.
Even as her body was cradled in the embrace of the pool, those voices followed her like shadows.
So Cocotte raised her head, widened her eyes, and stared at the intertwining ceiling, her mind beginning to echo with the meaning of her existence.
Soon, the clamor of the outside world gradually faded,
As if an invisible barrier blocked out all the noise, leaving only one voice echoing in Cocotte's mind—
'Return to nature.'
'Only by returning to nature will the tranquility you yearn for remain undisturbed.'
"..."
This voice, I do not like it.
...
As if after a long journey, Cocotte opened her eyes again.
This time, she had left the Divine Tree and arrived deep in the forest.
She walked barefoot on the ground covered with soft grass, slowly advancing toward the distance.
Her figure moved through the dwellings in the Elven Forest, passing by the enthusiastic gazes of the elves.
When they glimpsed Cocotte, they would bow deeply, their faces radiating devotion and respect.
"You've worked hard, Your Majesty."
Hearing the salutations from elves on both sides, Cocotte's face showed no fluctuation, maintaining an almost frightening calmness.
She was somewhat confused—was merely lying asleep inside the Divine Tree truly such an arduous task?
Every being who spoke with her said so; perhaps it was indeed laborious.
'Return to nature'
That irritating voice echoed in her brain again.
Cocotte's gaze was blank, her expression numb, looking at those elves who bowed to her, even knelt before her.
Without any words, she silently reintegrated into the Divine Tree.
As her body lay in the pool, at that moment, she merged with the Divine Tree once more.
Cocotte closed her eyes again.
So tired.
I think I'll take another nap.
...
"Miss Cocotte Yade."
A shadow floated down from mid-air like a gauzy veil, landing lightly on a grass-covered ground.
In the gentle breeze of the forest, a person wrapped in a robe called out toward the vast canopy.
Cocotte heard his voice, drowsily opened her eyes, and lazily rubbed them.
She looked down in the direction of the voice and saw someone standing upright in a robe, though she couldn't clearly see their appearance.
Rather strange.
"...Who are you?"
"I am Heim Horn, from the Mage Council."
Heim Horn made only a brief introduction before directly presenting his request:
"Your power, quality, and experience all meet our standards."
"I would like to invite you to become a member of our Mage Council."
Cocotte stared blankly at Heim Horn, who was bowing to her, her slightly open mouth seemingly not knowing what to say.
She was somewhat surprised—how had she met the Mage Council's standards without doing anything?
She didn't understand and was too lazy to think about it.
Why did people need her again?
Having stayed in the Elven Forest for three hundred years, she was already feeling somewhat impatient.
Cocotte initially wanted to refuse outright, as all she wanted now was a moment of quiet,
To simply enjoy the comfort of the afternoon breeze on her face and peacefully enter a calm dream.
If she could continue sleeping like this until the end of her life, it might also be a good choice.
But her mind echoed with the familiar voice again:
'Return to nature'
This whisper always resonated in her mind whenever she woke from slumber.
She was used to it.
And now, the words of refusal that were about to slip from her lips changed to:
"If I go to the Mage Council, can you guarantee I'll have a quieter sleeping environment than here?"
Though she couldn't see Heim Horn's expression, Cocotte sensed by intuition that he was taken aback.
Well, perhaps this request was a bit too much.
After speaking, Cocotte leaned back on the tree branch, smacked her lips a few times, and closed her eyes again.
Heim Horn supported his head, pondering briefly.
"Endymion has many types of magical creatures. If you need, I think we might be able to find something like a 'bed' that can provide comfortable sleep."
"Sounds good, I accept."
...
The Mage Council indeed fulfilled its promise to Cocotte, allowing her to sleep continuously in Endymion.
At most, she needed to wake up and make an appearance at annual meetings or when receiving guests, although most of the time she would still be drowsy.
When was the last time she slept in Endymion?
Cocotte pondered, gradually beginning to recall.
"Cocotte, I need you to help receive a newcomer who will soon arrive at the Mage Council."
In the council, Cocotte lazily lay on a floating cloud, struggling to keep her heavy eyelids open, complaining helplessly to Heim Horn:
"Heim, I just woke up a few days ago."
After all, she came to Endymion to enjoy peaceful sleep, not busy work.
However, Heim Horn's face showed a rare trace of guilt.
"I'm sorry, but you only need to handle this last task today."
Heim was quite helpless, silent for a good while before speaking again:
"The newcomer who is about to arrive has some issues."
"His reputation isn't great, but he possesses amazing power, and our council desperately needs him."
"Moreover, he needs a councilor position, and I plan to transfer your councilor status to him."
Didn't this mean she wouldn't need to work anymore?
Heim Horn's decision perfectly satisfied her wishes.
"That's good, as long as I can continue to enjoy long sleep in Endymion."
Cocotte yawned continuously.
Only that annoying voice in her head still persisted.
She didn't want to wake up; she just wanted to sleep soundly forever.
Perhaps once tomorrow's work was finished, she would never have to wake up again.
...
Cocotte lay on the comfortable cloud, various strange creatures traversing through the garden.
She yawned while waiting for the arrival of the intriguing newcomer.
An unusual aura broke the silence. Cocotte opened her eyes and propped up half of her body.
It was a man wearing a black coat, accompanied by a human girl who looked quite young.
The man was a fourth-tier mage, while the girl appeared to be only first-tier.
A first-tier mage who could withstand Endymion's magical turbulence—truly an impressive human girl.
Cocotte silently admired her.
Clearly, the mysterious newcomer mentioned by Heim was this man before her.
She couldn't help but feel an innate sense of familiarity from him, despite the man's expression being cold to the point of seeming heartless.
This was Cocotte's first impression.
However, what happened next made her put aside this thought.
The intense battle in the Magic Canyon rolled like huge waves, instantly dispelling her drowsiness.
That powerful force moved mountains and filled seas; even the massive Storm Dragon King submitted before it.
This newcomer was truly strong to the point of being terrifying.
Then, at the lowest level of Endymion, the appearance of the Wood Calamity (Druja) made Cocotte even more alert.
Conversely, she really couldn't sleep peacefully in such a situation.
That period was the longest time she had ever stayed awake in Endymion.
For a full three days, Viktor battled with the Wood Calamity for three whole days,
And she, unprecedentedly, watched from the side for three days.
Cocotte had never imagined that one day she would be able to stay awake for so long.
The powers of sun and forest converged and collided like tides, two differently colored elements intertwining and merging in conflict.
The rage of the colossal beast tore through space, as if two worlds were being compressed together by an alien force.
Scorching radiance, flourishing vitality, and destructive fury all intertwined and flashed before her eyes.
In the end, only endless chaos remained in that space of turmoil.
But in her mind, she no longer heard that phrase—
[Return to nature].
Instead, the madness before her eyes penetrated through layers of mist, as if allowing her to see true nature.
Hazy and intermittent.
...
Endymion's top three levels were ultimately destroyed, along with Cocotte's carefully prepared garden.
Cocotte no longer had a home to sleep in.
Although Heim Horn had mentioned that he could prepare a new place for Cocotte to sleep, it would take some time.
But at that time, Cocotte pointed at Viktor, who had ended everything.
After all, if she had to return to nature.
Then she would choose this man.
...
"Does your home have a garden?"
# Translation Summary
In translating this chapter, I encountered several interesting challenges:
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Character Voice Preservation
*: Maintaining Cocotte's lazy, sleep-loving personality was crucial. I used language that conveyed her drowsiness and reluctance to stay awake, such as "drowsily opened her eyes," "lazily rubbed them," and "yawned continuously."
2. *
Poetic Elements
*: The chapter begins with an introspective, poetic section that required careful translation to maintain its literary quality while ensuring it remained accessible to English readers.
3. *
Cultural Adaptation
*: The concept of a "废宅精灵" (waste/shut-in elf) was translated contextually rather than directly, focusing on her behavior (loving sleep, being lazy) rather than using specific English gaming/anime terminology that might not resonate with all readers.
4. *
Terminology Consistency
*: I maintained consistency with the provided terminology list, particularly for "Endymion," "Divine Tree," "Mage Council," and character names like "Viktor Kravina" and "Heim Horn."
5. *
Added Clarification
*: I added "(Druja)" when mentioning the Wood Calamity to maintain consistency with the terminology list without disrupting the flow of the narrative.
The title "If Your Home Has a Garden, You Can Adopt a Cocotte for Free" was translated directly to maintain its whimsical nature, which reflects Cocotte's character and sets up the final line of dialogue perfectly.
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Chapter 408: If Your Home Has a Garden, You Can Adopt a Cocotte for Free
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