Josiah couldn't believe what he heard.

You know, as the Elf King, he rarely leaves his territory.

The disaster twenty years ago was an accident. Only the purification magic of the Elf King could drive away the evil spirit in the entire continent, so he was forced to leave for a while, but he quickly returned after the matter was resolved.

The rest of the time, the Elf King is in the territory, not only because he has various affairs to deal with, but also because the Elf King is the reassurance of the elves. Only when he is around can the people feel at ease. He is the last line of defense for the elves.

Now, he actually heard the Elf King say that he wanted to leave the territory.

"Father, Elf King, do you know what you are saying?" Josiah asked hesitantly.

"I know. I want to send this child back." Thor replied in a somewhat indifferent tone, "Why, do I have to stay in the territory for the rest of my life?"

Josiah didn't dare to speak, for he was afraid of being scolded.

But he also realized that the ignorant Lingling was too special. She had a human form, but was raised by the tree people. Now she can inherit the heritage of the elves, and has the physical characteristics of the elves. Her magic power is also extremely special.

If he were a leader, he would also have the desire to explore. Although the Elf King Thor looks approachable, he became the Elf King not because of his calm personality. That is far from enough.

"Uncle, do you want to accompany Lingling? Sure! Lingling likes uncle." Lingling, who didn't notice anything wrong, broke the somewhat stagnant atmosphere.

Facing Lingling, Thor regained his gentle appearance. He held the wand in one hand and stretched out the other hand to Lingling.

"Come, uncle will hold you. Uncle will take Lingling back to find your treeman parents." When Thor said the word "parents", he emphasized the last syllable.

Unexpectedly, Josiah quickly dodged and protested softly, "No, I'll hold you."

Thor stared at Josiah's little action with a dangerous look, humming unwillingly. Finally, he withdrew his hand and casually picked up Huhu, who had been ignored for a long time on the ground. He said magnanimously, "If you don't want to carry me, then don't carry me. You lead the way. It's already daylight, it's time to set off."

......

The forest was still a little chilly in the early morning. Josiah held Lingling tightly and walked quickly through the woods.

Lingling felt the ups and downs of Josiah's arms, but she was not afraid. Instead, she cried out in surprise as Josiah moved.

“Ah~”

“Ahhh~”

“Ouch~!”

"Chuckle, chuckle~"

This caused Huhu, who was following behind in the Elf King's arms, to howl as well.

“Ouch~”

“Awooo~”

The birds and animals in the early morning forest were frightened and fled in all directions.

Josiah, however, enjoyed this somewhat disturbing sound even more.

How long had it been since he had enjoyed the breeze on his face and ran freely in the woods?

Elves are the darlings of the forest. Their favorite thing is to jump and chase between the giant trees in the forest, or run freely in the woods.

He had always trapped himself in the torment of demonic energy, and had very few moments to fully enjoy the forest.

Now it's finally working again, and it will always work.

This is all thanks to the little baby in his arms.

Thinking of this, Josiah couldn't help but lower his head and rub the excited little ball in his arms.

Lingling was startled by the rubbing, but she quickly reacted and enthusiastically stuck to Josiah.

Thor, who was following slowly behind, was already feeling annoyed by the howling sounds. Seeing the intimacy between the big and small creatures in front of him, he became even more furious and narrowed his eyes dangerously.

When Josiah paused for a moment, Thor cast a spell of immobilization and quickly exchanged Lingling for Huhu in his arms.

Then he released Josiah's immobilization spell and left a slap in the face.

"We'll go wait for you up ahead—I can find a place—haha—"

Josiah, whose spirit was suddenly taken away from him, was extremely angry. He didn't care about hierarchy and chased after him at his fastest speed. He picked two fruits when he saw them on the way and kept throwing them forward.

Of course, everything Josiah did until he reached the market gate was in vain.

......

At the entrance of the market, Irene and her group were looking forward to it so much that they almost couldn't wait to go find the elves' territory themselves.

Suddenly, I heard a familiar silver bell-like laughter.

Lingling is back!

Irene and the others immediately looked over and saw an elf with fair skin and a face as handsome as a god running towards them with his child in his arms.

He seemed to be hiding from something, because when he saw them, he didn't even have time to say hello, he just hugged Lingling and rushed into the middle of the tree people.

He even shouted arrogantly: "It's time, it's time to return the child to his parents, stop chasing me."

Irene and the others couldn't help but follow his gaze.

An equally beautiful elf stood in front of the tree people, a little breathless and angry, holding Lingling's little winged tiger in her arms.

Before I could figure out their relationship, I heard Lingling's baby voice.

"Grandma~Brother~Uncle~"

She saw her baby being put on the ground by the elf. He was desperately stepping on his short legs and staggering towards Irene and the others. His little mouth was pouting, as if he was about to cry in the next second.

However, the little girl was still strong enough to hold back her tears, but she might still feel a little aggrieved. She started to call her grandma in her milky voice, holding Irene who was closest to her.

The shouting made Irene's heart break.

He quickly picked up Lingling and coaxed her softly, "Baby, the baby is back. Don't be afraid."

Thor next to him was a little shocked. The little guy who was giggling a second ago had a face that changed so quickly.

However, he soon had no time to be shocked.

Josiah walked over in two or three steps, looked at the aggrieved little fellow with heartache, and began to apologize while pulling Thor in his hand: "I'm sorry, my friend from the Tree People tribe. Lingling ran to find me yesterday, but perhaps due to some accident, you two got separated."

After a pause and tilting his head to look for something, Josiah continued uncertainly, "I don't know if you've seen my wooden sign. I took Lingling back to the elves last night. Don't worry, the child isn't hurt at all. She just misses you a little."

Irene held Linlin in her arms and coaxed her gently, without having time to reply.

Seeing this, Amos had to step forward and speak: "We saw the wooden sign. Thank you for taking care of Lingling. Instead of saying sorry, we should say thank you. We were afraid that the child would be taken away by wild animals. Thank you."

Seeing that the tree people were so easy to talk to, Josiah and Thor couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, because what they were about to say next might make those with bad tempers explode.

Josiah stopped talking and winked at Thor, the Elf King.

"You go ahead."

"I'll go ahead then." Thor was not to be outdone.

He straightened his robe, restored his noble and reserved appearance, and walked slowly forward.