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Along the way, Bailuo also inquired about the family situation of the Tree Elves’ Descendants at the present time.

Lu Anya told Bailuo that there were a total of 81 Tree Elves’ Descendants. Excluding Grandfather Andrew, there were exactly 40 males and 40 females. Among them, 20 pairs had become husbands and wives, forming families, which meant 40 men and women who were adults.

Of the remaining 40 individuals, there were 20 underage young elves and 20 adult youths.

This meant that, aside from the 20 young elves who couldn’t fight, nearly all of the remaining 60 individuals, with the Tree Elves’ constitution of looking youthful even at 500 years old, could be considered combatants.

It was just a pity that the Tree Elves’ Descendants had no obligation to participate in battles for Bailuo.

“Please rest assured, if there really is a need for battle, we will also stand with Lord Bailuo.”

Lu Anya had heard from Grandfather Andrew when she arrived, that they had no other choice but to advance or retreat together with Bailuo.

This was an isolated island, and the Tree Elves’ Descendants could not survive in seawater.

Therefore, once a war began, they had no way to retreat and could only choose to face the enemy.

“We only hope that you will treat us well.”

“Rest assured on that account.”

Seeing how sensible the Tree Elves’ Descendants were, Bailuo naturally had to express his sincerity: “You are now my people too, as Yatun fares, so shall you.”

Bailuo actually had a plan; he wanted to integrate the Tree Elves’ Descendants into the ‘People of Yatun.’

The future People of Yatun should not only consist of the Yatun Clan, but anyone with spirit and the ability to communicate could become a part of Yatun.

And so, the group continued on their way, exchanging thoughts and experiences.

During the trip, Bailuo entertained the Elves’ youths, who had little experience of the outside world, with amusing tales from afar, making them laugh incessantly.

Bailuo’s wit and humor, along with his gentleness and kindness, made the good-natured and innocent Tree Elves’ Descendants feel especially close to him.

They did not know that this was actually a sign of Miracle Power awakening.

When a race gradually developed a sense of fealty towards a person, wishing to follow them, the Miracle Power would start to connect them.

One day, the Miracle Power would bloom like a flower.

[Miracle Power: 2%]

“So that’s the way it is.”

“As long as I treat them well and do things that genuinely make them grateful,

I can enhance the Miracle Power.”

Since Miracle Power had a certain relationship with the human heart, Bailuo taking good care of the Tree Elves’ Descendants would naturally yield good results.

“His Majesty has returned!”

At this time, the People of Yatun had unilaterally decided to address Bailuo as

His Majesty when in front of outsiders.

It was important to maintain appearances and not cause Bailuo to lose face. “Everyone, let me introduce you, this is the Treant Race,” Bailuo said: “This is Chief Lu Anya, and also Old Mr. Andrew.”

“Hello.”

Lu Anya and Andrew, representing the Tree Elves’ Descendants, immediately stepped forward to greet them.

On Yatun’s side, the sister and uncle stepped forward to shake hands:

“Welcome, from nowon, we are one family.”

Yatun was small, with a total population of just over 160 people, so calling each other family made everyone feel even closer.

“That’s right.”

Grandfather Andrew urgently added, “The Tree Elves wish to be with you.”

The People of Yatun showed their generosity and friendliness, which put the Tree Elves’ Descendants at ease.

Most importantly, the People of Yatun were not as fearsome as the Pirates.

With many children among them, this endearing trait resonated significantly with the Tree Elves’ Descendants, who naturally loved children and had an innate desire to care for young beings.

“Why are your ears pointy?”

Sure enough, the very first question upon meeting was about ears; Diana pulled

Little Helen back, “It’s not polite to ask like that.”

“lam sorry, this child is always like this. Sorry, little sister, here, have some candy.”

In battle, Diana was a valiant, even somewhat mad, warrior, but she was quite gentle and virtuous with her companions.

“Ah, it’s okay, we’re used to it.”

The Elf who was asked the question was a very beautiful girl: “But I don’t know why my ears are pointy, either.”

“Sister is so pretty.”

It was Little Helen again, but her comment left the ‘girl’ feeling embarrassed, as he lowered his head: “I, I am a boy.”

Alright, the aesthetic appeal of the Tree Elves’ Descendants was indeed so high that some of them were hard to distinguish between male and female.

It became easier to tell after reaching adulthood because Tree Elves were quite

‘ robust,’ and their facial contours were distinctive enough to differentiate gender at a glance.

But during their youth, it was quite ambiguous; each one was super cute and incredibly adorable.

“What is this?!”

Little Tree Elf Billy was enjoying the candy, overwhelmed by the sweetness: “So sweet, so delicious.”

“I’m glad little brother likes it.”

Diana asked, “How old are you, little brother?”

“I’m one hundred twenty-seven years old. In a few more years, I will be an adult.”

Diana stood there, seemingly unable to grasp the relationship between being ‘127 years old’ and becoming an adult.

Situations like this happened in various corners of the exchanges between the People of Yatun and the Tree Elves’ Descendants.

Fortunately, despite the different cultures and races, everyone got along harmoniously, and to foster relations, Bailuo brought out a large amount of tofu prepared by the People of Yatun the night before.

The Tree Elves’ Descendants were vegetarians, and Uncle speculated that they might particularly enjoy tofu as a food.

Thus, an array of tofu dishes was served one by one.

The People of Yatun also liked tofu, but they additionally had meat and seafood. “So silky, so tender, this food called tofu is too delicious.”