Hello, Little One...

"Saint Realm? Two Saint Realm experts were actually fighting above Wushan Town!"

Hogg, a Sixth-Level Warrior who had just returned from taking care of some business, held a heavy broadsword in his hand.

He watched the meteors continuously falling from the sky, his heart filled with anxiety.

No one had expected that Wushan Town, which had only recently witnessed an Eighth-Level Dual-Element Mage fighting someone, would now face this.

Two Saint Realm experts were fighting!

Flight was the defining trait of Saint Realm experts, apart from wind-style magicians.

And the green-robed man holding a sword in the sky was clearly not a magician.

"Moke, Linley, Wharton!" Hogg's expression changed again and again in an instant.

He thought of his three sons. If anything happened to them, he would never forgive himself.

"Lord Hogg, Young Master Moke and Young Master Wharton have already entered the shelter. Hurry and protect Young Master Linley!"

At that moment, the old steward Hiri rushed over, shouting at Hogg from afar.

The old steward was weaker than Hogg and naturally slower as well.

"Moke and Wharton have already entered the shelter?"

Hogg relaxed slightly, then fiercely stomped the ground. The hard stone tiles beneath his feet instantly cracked, and he used the rebound force to race toward the eastern side of the town.

His son Linley was training in the east.

"Heavens, what... what is that?!"

"He actually summoned countless meteors bigger than houses in an instant and hurled them at that green-robed man?"

"That green-robed man is incredible too! He shattered such huge meteors with a casual wave of his hand!"

"Ah, no! A meteor is falling!"

On the eastern side of the town, many people had initially been looking up to watch the battle between the two Saint Realm experts.

But as countless meteors fell from the sky, the youths' faces changed drastically.

Whether by luck or misfortune, most of the meteors landed in the residential district at the center of town.

Not many meteors fell onto the enormous training grounds on the eastern side.

In other words, as long as these youths dodged in time, their chances of being hit were actually quite low.

But the scattered meteors falling from the sky still looked terrifying.

The group of youths immediately panicked, screaming one after another as the scene descended into chaos.

"Spread out! Spread out!" Hillman roared anxiously as he watched the falling meteors.

His body moved at high speed, occasionally leaping into the air and smashing large falling meteors apart with his fists.

What terrible luck. Was my brother a crow's beak? There really are experts fighting in Wushan Town. Linley was fleeing with the others, but his mind was still muttering to itself.

He remembered the earlier conversation between Moke and Hogg. Moke had said that powerful experts might fight nearby and had suggested that the town's residents build shelters.

But thanks to my brother's warning, the residents of Wushan Town should suffer far fewer casualties!

Eight-year-old Linley was already sensible, though his mind was currently racing with random thoughts.

However, he failed to notice a small meteor falling from the sky directly into his path.

"Linley!"

Hogg had been rushing over at full speed and finally arrived, only to see a sight that nearly made him faint.

A meteor was hurtling straight toward Linley's head.

But Hogg was too far away from Linley. There was no way he could reach him in time.

Boom!

At the critical moment, a figure rushed over. His body directly smashed the meteor apart, turning it into countless tiny stones that scattered in every direction.

Hillman landed, pain making the corners of his mouth twitch, but he still grinned.

"Ah!"

Linley jumped in fright as a fragment of stone struck his head.

Fortunately, the fragment was small. It merely broke the skin and drew a little blood.

That bit of blood happened to stain the Coiling Dragon Ring hanging from Linley's chest.

Then it was absorbed by the Coiling Dragon Ring.

"Hillman, how is it? Have you finished the count? How many people died in Wushan Town?"

Hogg looked at Hillman nervously.

Under Hogg's gaze, Hillman smiled, making Hogg's heart relax. "My lord, fortunately, you had the residents build shelters a few days ago.

When the meteors fell, most of the residents hid in the shelters. Only a dozen or so unlucky people who were outside and failed to find a shelter were injured."

"Not a single death!" Hillman could not help smiling as he finished.

They had been caught up in the battle of two Saint Realm experts, yet not a single person had died!

That truly was something worth celebrating.

"Wonderful!"

After hearing Hillman's report, Hogg let out a long sigh of relief.

"This time, I must reward Moke properly!" He burst into laughter.

"Oh?"

Hillman looked puzzled.

Hogg smiled. "The suggestion to build shelters was actually Moke's."

"Really?" Hillman was startled. "Young Master Moke truly is... mature beyond his years!"

"Linley, don't worry. It's just a scraped patch of skin. It'll heal in a day or two."

Moke could not help laughing as he looked at Linley, whose head was wrapped like a rice dumpling.

The sight was simply too funny.

The plot had changed slightly, but Linley had still ended up injured.

And he had successfully become the master of the Coiling Dragon Ring.

Moke discreetly glanced at the bloodstained Coiling Dragon Ring on Linley's chest.

"Ah, what terrible luck!"

Little Linley wore a miserable expression. "Out of so many people, only Hadley and I got hit."

"No wonder you two are good friends." Moke reached out and pinched Linley's little cheek.

"Linley!"

At that moment, Hogg strode in. "Is your injury all right?"

"I'm fine, Father." Linley grinned.

"Good. As long as you're all right."

Hogg nodded with a smile. He had truly been terrified at the time.

Fortunately, Linley was safe in the end.

"Right, and Moke, your suggestion helped me enormously."

Hogg smiled at his eldest son. "Moke, what reward do you want?"

"A reward?"

Moke said nothing, but five-and-a-half-year-old Wharton's eyes lit up.

Earlier, after behaving obediently, he had received a candied hawthorn skewer from Hogg as a reward.

He had licked that candied hawthorn skewer all afternoon.

"Father, just reward me with a few candied hawthorn skewers," Moke replied.

At the same time, he winked at little Wharton.

Wharton's eyes instantly widened as he stared at his eldest brother, blinking rapidly.

At that moment, Wharton felt that his eldest brother was the best person in the world!

"Oh? Hehe, all right." Hogg shook his head with a smile, having seen through his sons' little exchange.

After dinner, Linley touched his head. "Father, I feel a little dizzy. I'll go rest first."

"Dizzy?"

"All right, all right, hurry and get some rest."

Hogg immediately said.

A few minutes later, in Linley's room.

Under Linley's dumbfounded gaze, the soul of the Saint Realm magician Doering Cowart, who had come from five thousand years ago, smiled and greeted him:

"Hello, little one..."