In short, Yu Lin Bloodhawk simply believed that the more villages they built, the better. He was not afraid of having too many villages, only too few.
Yu Lin Bloodhawk spotted a small lake in one of the newly completed treehouse villages built to house a thousand people. He pointed straight at that village on the map, then told the officials to arrange for the Windrunner family to settle there.
Quite a few members of the Windrunner family had come this time. Besides their many close and distant relatives, they had brought plenty of servants and attendants, bringing the total to seven or eight hundred people. That was hardly a large number for a great human family, but for High Elves, this was already a truly prominent family with a flourishing population.
With the Green Dragons helping, however, the elves no longer lacked houses. Never mind a few hundred people-even more would not have been a problem. After instructing his people to arrange accommodations for the Windrunner family, Yu Lin Bloodhawk went to find Lirath Windrunner.
The little fellow now followed Thirteen wherever he went. He had become addicted to being a thief, and "Teacher Thirteen" rolled off his tongue with effortless ease. Yu Lin Bloodhawk intended to take him away now; he dared not let him keep following Thirteen. If the brat really became a thief but failed to become a Rogue, he would have no idea how to explain it to the boy's family.
Even if the little fellow became a Rogue, a High Rogue like Thirteen, what came next? Where would Yu Lin Bloodhawk find someone even more capable to teach him?
Lirath Windrunner was no ordinary child. He was the fourth young master of the Windrunner family. How could his family possibly be satisfied with letting