"Hello, friends of the Tree People, I am the Elf King Thor, and I am pleased to meet you."

Thor smiled faintly, stood elegantly, and expressed his friendliness towards Amos.

Amos didn't react yet, but Alan next to him was surprised when he heard Thor's introduction.

Elf King?!

This person is quite a powerful figure, very famous throughout the continent. How could he come here? There shouldn't be any news about him for nearly twenty years.

After all, Alan is a treeman from the Western Continent who often comes out to trade with the outside world, so he knows some news about the elves.

It is said that other races benefited from the purification magic of the Elf King and cured their own people, but unexpectedly, "the doctor cannot heal himself", and the elves suffered sequelae because of the magic energy. After that, the Elf King has been concentrating on studying treatment methods and has never come to the outside world.

I actually came to visit them today, could it be possible???!!!

Alan thought of a possibility and looked at Lingling, the little dumpling who was still acting coquettishly in Irene's arms, in surprise and suspicion.

All the special things about Lingling in her childhood came to Allen's mind.

No, we can't let them hurt Lingling.

Alan, who was protective of his son, immediately pulled Amos calmly, and regardless of Amos's puzzled look, he stepped forward and changed places with him.

"Hello, Elf King. I have heard of your great name for a long time. Seeing you today is truly stunning." Alan also replied with a very decent smile.

"My name is Alan, Lingling's uncle. You and this elf friend next to you are here to send my child off, right? Thank you very much for your kindness. As a token of my gratitude, if there is anything you need from the carriage, you can take your pick."

"But we've been out for quite a while now, and we need to hurry back. I'm afraid we won't be able to chat much today. Let's get together and chat again some other time if we're lucky."

Hearing these words, Thor's emerald eyes narrowed slightly.

This tree person? He's quite sensitive, and his words are full of hidden meanings.

But he remained calm and always had a decent smile on his face.

"Well, forget about the gifts. Can we talk to Lingling a little more? We really like this sweet little girl. And the gift I gave her is still with me. I haven't given it back to her yet."

Alan choked and didn't have time to think about how to answer.

Amos, who had been pulled away earlier, was delighted and couldn't wait to say, "Hey, your honorable Elf King, you have a good eye. My child is the best behaved child in the entire continent. If you want to talk to her again, please wait a little longer. She just came back and saw us, so she might not have recovered yet."

Alan, who was backstabbed by the big, stupid Amos: Ah! Amos! Why did you agree to this?!

After hearing Amos's words, Thor smiled more sincerely, his delicate face glowing. "Thank you, sir. Excuse me, what's your name?"

"Amos, my name is Amos."

"Amos, thank you. You and your people are welcome to visit the elves in the future," Thor invited.

"Okay, I'll definitely visit you when I get a chance."

......

On the other side, the aggrieved little Dumpling finally vented his inner fear and anxiety, and rubbed his little face, which was a little red due to his excitement, a little embarrassedly.

She said softly, "Grandma Ailin, Lingling still has things to do. Lingling's beautiful stone and Huhu are still with uncle. Lingling, please come over for a while."

After hearing this, Irene reluctantly put down the little kid.

However, it still stretched out a branch and wrapped it around the little girl's wrist, and followed her to Thor.

Thor, who was chatting with Amos and Allen, breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Lingling finally coming over. He didn't even know what to talk about anymore.

Thor lifted his somewhat cumbersome and gorgeous robe, squatted down, and handed over a small cloth bag.

"Lingling baby, come here, this is a gift that your uncle is keeping for you."

On the way, seeing that Lingling was having some difficulty holding the magic stone, Thor simply helped her put it into his space ring, and asked Lingling to put away her elf ears first.

Now I can return the Philosopher's Stone to her, or I can...

Holding the magic stone sculpture that was bigger than her little head, Lingling was overjoyed and showed off to the tree people happily: "Uncle gave this to Lingling! It looks great!"

The tree people were all amused by her cute little appearance. The older brothers, who were not very old, were also very curious about the magic stone, which was so big and carved into the likeness of their sister. They gathered around and stretched out their small branches to touch the magic stone.

Lingling was also generous. Seeing that the brothers also liked it, she simply raised it high in their direction and said, "Brothers, here, feel free to touch it."

However, maybe it was a bit heavy, and Lingling's little fleshy arms started to tremble after a while.

Irene quickly helped her wrap it up with a vine, fearing that Lingling would fall with the precious high-level magic stone in the next second. It would be okay if the magic stone was broken, but she would be upset if Lingling was broken.

Lingling breathed a sigh of relief when the heavy object was taken away from her hands.

Phew~ the baby is so tired.

After venting her emotions and with nothing left in her hands, Lingling's little head finally began to clear up.

Oh, right! Lingling also needs to tell her grandma and the others about going to visit her brother Elf again.

She tilted her little head to look at her brother Josiah who was standing silently by her side and holding Huhu for her, and her uncle Thor who had stood up and was looking at her gently.

Lingling scratched her head a little embarrassedly.

Oops, Lingling almost forgot something important.

The little girl, who knew how to correct her mistakes, quickly turned around and hugged Irene who was still holding her hand.

"Grandma, Lingling, can you accompany uncle home again? Uncle said he has many uncles and aunts at home who love him."

Irene frowned. Why would the elves come to her child when they were sick?

"Lingling is amazing. Lingling cured my brother." Little Lingling raised her chin proudly and motioned Irene to look at Josiah.

It had been a long time since Josiah had shown his face to others like this. When he saw Irene looking at him, he smiled awkwardly.

"Baby, what did you use to treat it? It seems that our tree people's healing magic is ineffective against evil spirits."

Irene calmed herself down, smiled back at Josiah, looked away, and asked the little guy softly.

Irene had studied the history of the two continents carefully, so she naturally knew how deeply the evil spirit troubled the elves. If healing magic worked, the elves would have already found the tree people.

Hearing her grandmother's question, Lingling looked at Thor, then quietly looked around, remembering Thor's instructions on the road before, and pulled Irene to find a hidden place.

"Grandma, look!" Lingling said as she conjured up elf ears.

The little elf has pointed ears, which move in Lingling's hair, which is quite cute.

Irene took a deep breath.

This!!! What is going on!!!