Suspected Entrusting of an Orphan

In this regard, humans were far superior to other creatures. They could devise every possible means to raise their life level and strengthen their ability to survive, while also reproducing at an astonishing rate.

But this had its drawbacks. Constantly reproducing would weaken a creature's desire to grow stronger. They would rely on others, become dependent on others, and their life level would decline.

The further it declined, the more importance they placed on their descendants. Rather than emphasizing their own continued existence, they emphasized the survival of their offspring.

Dole understood the nature of life very thoroughly. He did not want his descendants to become tools for prolonging someone else's life. There was not the slightest meaning in that.

Still, being born into an imperial family was not bad either. One could rapidly increase one's strength and pass through the relatively weak stages of life.

As he walked and pondered, he soon arrived at the inner palace.

He did not see George. These days, George was rarely seen. Instead, he saw Emperor Yale. Dressed in light armor, he stood at the entrance to the rear courtyard, welcoming Dole.

What an honor it was for a Level Nine warrior to welcome Dole.

Emperor Yale watched the three approaching figures with a smile at the corners of his lips. He looked toward Elreya, his gaze questioning.

Elreya gave a subtle nod.

The smile on Emperor Yale's lips deepened. He rose to his feet and laughed loudly. "Wizard Dole, it wasn't easy to invite you here. I heard you'll be staying for a while longer this time. George is quite pleased, but he's been run ragged dealing with the northwest lately and can't spare much time to see you."

Dole nodded and gave a slight bow, smiling. "Greetings, Emperor Yale. There's no