Chapter 166 The Birth of the Elf



Ron had made his plans, arranging two residences for the elven elders, one near the lord's manor and the other in the Magic Flower Sea area.

The next day, you can go to the residence of another elven elder.

Chris had few objections to the arrangement of a brand-new residence nearby, where an elven elder was housed. After all, elves could live in even a simple treehouse.

There aren't many things to be particular about. If I had to say what I'm not satisfied with, it would be that it's a bit too empty.

The mansion is large enough. When more elves from the elven delegation come, they can stay there for the time being, and other arrangements will be made later.

As soon as he left Chris's residence, Ron hurried back home to see his family.

Inside the main hall of the mansion, two elders sat on their thrones, smiling as they watched Ron return.

"Young lord, you've finally decided to come back?"

"Mother, I'm back now! Wait, I have a surprise for you!"

"Oh!" Mother Tina, dressed in elegant clothes, gave a soft "hmm," anticipating the surprise her son had mentioned!

"Xiaota, come out!"

Elemental summoning spells, incantations, and void magic circles.

After the spatial ripples subsided, the small tower, which had been reborn as a dimensional elemental being, reappeared.

"Quick, quick, let your friends in."

In his mental world, Little Tower understood what Ron meant.

A cluster of elements was projected towards the sky outside the door, and after a while, the sky outside the door remained empty.

Father Borg couldn't stand it anymore: "Young lord, has something gone wrong with you?"

"No, wait a little longer!"

Before long, the little sprites in the sky were attracted by the elemental aura of the small tower and flew over quickly.

The magic circle seemed to have no object; one could simply enter it directly. Ron naturally had magic circles for the little elves to sense objects.

The elves are free to enter and leave the lord's mansion.

On this day, the people of Sandy City were all shocked.

"Look, so many small towers!"

"It's true, there are multiple small towers!"

A little girl looks up at the flying elves in the sky, as if she were in a fairy tale world.

"So cute, it can fly in the sky, like a bird..."

"What little tower? That's an elf, not a fairy!"

"So many little elves, why are they all flying towards the lord's manor?"

"..."

"Little elf! I..."

"..."

Some people had wicked ideas, such as kidnapping a little elf to become an elf master, but at that moment, the elf elder Chris also took to the air.

A legendary realm, escorted by magic.

The wind rises!

A gentle breeze kept the little elf from losing its way, and it saw a few humans trying to take flight.

He snorted coldly.

Even masters are no match for legends.

People capable of short-duration flight find it extremely difficult to ascend, simply because the pressure on their shoulders is too heavy.

"who?"

Just then, Elder Chris's telepathic message reached the ears of these outsiders.

"Stay put!"

The legendary realm, could it be an elder of the elven race?

The powerful outsider immediately calmed down.

Sandy Territory now boasts two legendary figures; no other continental power could rival this.

These guys are unaware that Instructor Will has already temporarily left, and Rita, who always wears a veil in front of outsiders, is still unaware of her strength as a two-winged angel.

Little did they know that Sandy Territory had always had two legendary-level experts.

Now it is Elder Rita and Elder Chris.

As the powerful outsiders became more subdued, they gradually felt the wind pressure on their bodies lessen.

I dare not approach the little sprites' flight path any further, for a legendary being is guarding the vicinity.

Chris always has to make a move eventually.

Inside the lord's manor, one after another, little elves flew into the hall, leaving the two parents stunned.

"Son, these are what you brought." Borg's words betrayed a lack of confidence. One little fairy was already a fairy master, and so many little fairies...

Wouldn't things be in complete chaos in the Carlo Magic Empire?

Tina was pleased with her son's competence, but also worried: "Son, are you sure you can do it?"

"Don't worry, the elven delegation isn't limited to Sandy Territory..."

As the fairies flew in one by one, Ron told his parents about his experiences in the Fairy Forest.

They brought an elf into the world, abducted a whole host of little elves, and even had a legendary elf stay to help them. Unbelievable, but this was their son…

That seems reasonable now, since Ron suddenly said back then that he had no choice but to become the dual pope.

My son seems to be too outstanding.

Borg felt old again, but a relieved smile appeared on his face. The once impoverished noble family, worried about the kingdom's taxes, had not died out in these two generations; in fact, they were doing better and better.

"Well done, Ron!"

Borg's father, abandoning his usual stern demeanor, loudly praised, "This is my son."

“What do you mean, ‘your son’? He’s my son too,” Tina chimed in.

"Yes, it's our son!"

"..."

As Ron heard Borg's father say "Little Ron" again, those few words seemed to transport him back to his childhood.

Everything will be alright; things are finally coming true step by step.

She chuckled softly and shook her head slightly. ( * ̄▽ ̄)((≧︶≦*)

"Alright, Father, Mother, try communicating with our little elf friend!"

Deep down, I still have a hope that my parents could each contract a little elf. That would at least increase the possibility of breaking through the limits of life in the future.

Unfortunately, although there was laughter and joy in the hall, the little elf, being new to life in the human realm, was not very willing to choose a contract partner. No rush, we can take it slow.

Yes, it is; if it exists, it exists. Some things cannot be forced; forcing them will only make things worse.

“Father of the child, I told you to rest early and let your son be the lord. Look, your white hair has only turned black a little bit back…”

"Can we stop talking about it? It's embarrassing, especially with the young lord here."

“I’ll tell you, I’ll tell you, back then, you did it on purpose…”

"Don't……"

"..."

Ron watched his father and mother bicker and then quietly left, letting the two family members argue amongst themselves, as Ron had other things to do.

Well, the story is naturally the aftermath of the sprites' sudden appearance in Sandy Territory.

Therefore, fame was inevitable, and Ron returned to his plans, gradually unfolding his development strategy.

Entering the study, he instructed Rita's assistant to prepare.

"According to the territorial laws, the Elven race is an important cooperative ally of our territory, and no citizen within our territory may deliberately cause trouble for the Elven race..."

"..."

Several laws were enacted, which specifically increased the punishment for criminals.

The elves will certainly protect them.

Further orders: "Owners of magic plant gardens within each territory may contribute appropriate magic crystals to allow elven friends to assist in the growth of their magic plants... The Development Department, researching magic rune technology, is sincerely recruiting elven mages... Regarding beast pets, elven beast taming exchange personnel are needed..."

The regulations for several related Pokémon were released on the same day.

The public was in an uproar.

Has the Elf race been born?

To avoid any potential delay in the Elven race's emergence, Ron's territory became the target of everyone's attention. Ron secretly had people spread the news that multiple Elven delegations had already traveled to various parts of the continent.

There was no way around it; everything was just too good. When Ron first went to the Elf Forest, he actually had a backup plan: he could get by with just a few little elves. But with so many, it was just like that, which was also more advantageous.

Rumor has it that the number of elves heading to the Carlo Magic Empire is no less than that of Sandy's territory...

The public realized with astonishment that this must be an epic event.

The noble territories surrounding Sandy became lively.

Bards from all over the land were the first to become active, their epics were passed down, and eventually, history was recorded. This day, which began with the appearance of a large number of little elves in Sandy Territory, became the day the elves of the continent were born.

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