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"Hmm, looks like you brought this entirely upon yourself," Lord Milim remarked from the side. In Milim's view, giving away all his treasure just because of someone else's beauty—

—meant that even if he went hungry now, he only had himself to blame.

"Ha! What would a little runt like you know about the charm of mature big sisters?"

"Sorry, my mistake. You probably haven't even come of age yet, so of course you wouldn't understand that well-endowed big sisters are the type both men and women love."

"And you're obviously just a little girl."

Hearing Milim's words, the old man became thoroughly dissatisfied and immediately began mocking her.

Shut up! Shut up already!

El's forehead was covered in cold sweat as he screamed inwardly. It's over. This old man is definitely going to die, isn't he?

Every single one of those remarks had landed squarely on Milim's sore spots.

"Ha! What nonsense are you spouting, old man?!" Milim's expression darkened, and a faint red glint seemed to shine in her eyes.

She immediately swung her fist at a nearby house, causing the entire building to collapse in an instant.

Seeing this, the old man's forehead was also drenched in cold sweat. With practiced ease, he dropped to his knees.

"I'm sorry. Everything I said just now was nonsense. A beautiful young lady like you is the type everyone loves."

"Weren't you acting all high and mighty just now? Who did you call a little girl?" Milim kicked the old man a few times, though she clearly did not put much force into it. She was merely venting her anger.

"My deepest apologies. I meant to say that you are far too adorable."

At last, El stepped in and fulfilled his purpose. He walked up to Milim and said, "Big Sister, they'll all be citizens of Many Countries from now on. As a guardian deity, there's no need to get angry with them over something so trivial."

Having vented the anger in her heart, Milim reluctantly nodded after hearing El's words. "Then hurry up and take them to Many Countries. There's nothing interesting here at all. I don't want to stay on this island for even a moment longer."

Milim angrily turned around and ran back to the ship to sulk. El could only watch helplessly before finally pulling the kneeling old man to his feet.

"Lord Milim didn't scare you too badly, did she? She's just a little childish and somewhat willful, but Lord Milim is actually an incredibly kind person."

The old man sat back down on the ground. His previous fear had long vanished, and there was even a hint of amusement in his eyes.

"I could tell. If I had said something like that to some pirates, they definitely would have killed me."

"But that lady only kicked me a few times, and she didn't even use any strength. What a kind-hearted child!"

Kind-hearted? El suddenly thought of the pirate crew Milim had sunk with a single blast.

Shaking his head, El tossed those thoughts aside. It was time to get down to business.

Because of what had just happened, El and the old man had clearly grown closer, so El naturally told him about Many Countries as well.

After learning about Many Countries' various policies, the old man chose to join without hesitation. He then led a large group of people to the pirate ships.

After all, living anywhere was still living. If there was a place where people could live better, why not go?

The old man had lived on Roar Island for most of his life. There was practically no other old man on the island he did not know. With his help, nearly half the people in the city chose to head to Many Countries.

The few ships Milim had brought were nowhere near enough to carry so many people. Fortunately, El had already notified Charlotte Lingling in advance.

The support ships arrived quickly. Before long, everyone on Roar Island willing to leave had been brought to Spring Island.

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Naturally, this could not be hidden from the Country on Roar Island. However, the Kingdom on Roar Island was only a small kingdom. It had neither the courage nor the strength to attack Many Countries.

In the end, all it could do was fiercely condemn Many Countries in the next day's newspaper for failing to observe the rules between nations.

Many Countries' act of taking people also drew the vigilance of other countries. Naturally, the name Many Countries spread throughout the seas!

However, because Many Countries was still only a small country, it did not attract the attention of the Great Pirates or the World Government. Even if they saw it, they would only treat it as a joke to discuss over afternoon tea.

As large numbers of people arrived in Many Countries, its development accelerated even further. Nearly everyone had work to do.

In this era, having a job was a good thing. A job meant wages, wages meant being able to buy food, and food meant being able to eat one's fill.

Having work every day and getting paid every day was something people elsewhere would not even dare dream of.

Many Countries was currently at the peak of its development. It needed people everywhere, and even with the addition of those from Roar Island, it still could not fill every position.

At this moment, Charlotte Lingling paced endlessly around her office. She truly could not think of any good solution now.

She had originally thought they could keep recruiting people like they had on Roar Island. But after the newspaper incident, all the small countries around Many Countries knew that there was a country here that liked taking people.

Naturally, they all guarded against Many Countries, leaving it with no opportunity to recruit more people.

"What a pain! Why do we have to go looking for people? Can't they come to us themselves?" Milim complained.

That one sentence was like suddenly clearing Lingling's mind.

"That's right. Instead of us going to find people, why not make people come find me?"

Lingling rushed excitedly over to Milim, scooped her up, and held her high in the air.

"You're amazing, Milim!"

"Hmph! Of course I am! I'm incredible. But... since you have such good judgment, buy me more little cakes. Otherwise, I won't let you hold me next time!" Though she had no idea why Lingling was praising her, Milim accepted the praise without hesitation.

"No problem!" Lingling put Milim down and turned toward the Den Den Mushi.

"Hello, is that El?"

El's voice came through from the other end. "King Linlin, I'm here. Is there anything you need me to do?"

"Help me find a news agency and spread the word that our Many Countries welcomes anyone of any race who wishes to survive. This is also a place where people will never know hunger."

El's voice turned serious. "If we do that, we'll draw the attention of many people, even those Great Pirates."

Charlotte Lingling lowered her head and smiled. "We have Milim, don't we?"

"She's the Guardian Deity of Many Countries."

Those words instantly reassured El. Milim's invincible image had long since taken root in everyone's hearts.

Even a monster like Charlotte Lingling could not be mentioned in the same breath as Milim.

"Understood. I'll immediately begin looking for a news agency."

As the Den Den Mushi hung up, Lingling turned her gaze toward Milim, who was lying quietly on the sofa reading manga, and could not help but smile.

"Milim really is so reassuring!"