A rare magical miracle in the world - Chapter 149: 111 Is this the big deal you were talking about?

Chapter 149: Chapter 111 Is this the big deal you were talking about?

Two weeks had passed since the commoners of Yatun had come to the island.

During this period, the young men and women all underwent rigorous military training—a type that did not teach combat, yet emphasized order and obedience to an extreme degree.

“The soldier’s sacred duty is to obey orders.”

Bailuo told Nors, “Given such a short time, improving combat capability is not very meaningful for our Yatun. Therefore, for one month, I want their absolute obedience.”

“Yes!”

Over two weeks, Nors began to identify suitable candidates for joining Yatun.

The selection here did not include talent, but rather sufficient loyalty, gratitude, and eligibility for Yatun to absorb and cultivate—those worthy of Bailuo bestowing Miracle Power upon.

“Your Majesty, do you have a moment?”

That morning, inside Yatun Castle, Elder Mountain Grandpa and Uncle entered.

“We have something we’d like to discuss with you.”

Elder Mountain Grandpa came in smiling. At the time, Bailuo was reviewing the performance summaries of the children for the past half month. Seeing the two elders enter, he promptly asked, “What’s the matter?”

“It’s important.”

Upon hearing Elder Mountain Grandpa mention an important matter, Bailuo immediately sat up straight, “Is Sigurian attacking? Or is Morgan leading his troops personally?”

As soon as Bailuo said this, he felt something was off.

If they were about to go to war, there was no way Elder Mountain Grandpa could still be beaming with joy.

“Neither.”

After Uncle finished speaking, he seemed hesitant to continue.

Elder Mountain Grandpa quickly nudged him to go on, but Uncle turned away instead.

‘At such a crucial time, how can you not be omnipotent?’

Elder Mountain Grandpa felt Uncle was not being supportive, but since they were already here, he still braced himself to say, “Your Majesty, don’t you feel that you are not getting any younger yourself?”

“…..”

Bailuo did not catch on immediately and was puzzled for a while, eventually questioning, “Elder, what do you mean? Let me get this straight, it’s not about going to war, right?”

By now, Yatun’s military power had begun to show promise, and Bailuo was fully capable of assembling 500 Miracle Troop Types.

If they were to go up against Morgan, who had 200 years of strength, they would surely fail.

Yet for a single Sigurian, Bailuo felt that with the evolved powers of Lilith and Sherri, they could fight.

This was nonsense; two Miracle Entities against one Child of Miracle and a group of Offspring of Miracle—if they still lost, Bailuo might as well hit himself with tofu.

“Right now, the fighting has not started yet.”

Uncle said, “Little John and Fulara have returned, bringing back very important news.”

“They’re back!”

Hearing that the two were safe and sound, Bailuo was overjoyed.

Little John and Fulara had gone to the land of freedom among Pirates, and they had learned about the movements of Sigurian and Pirate King Morgan.

Sigurian was in conflict with Evil Wolf—Ogysail’s Great Pirate—over a region called Cross Strait.

They didn’t know the outcome, but the good news was that Sigurian seemed to be planning to stay on Shipwreck Island for some time, then head to his headquarters, Ghost Shark Bay.

Ghost Shark Bay was very distant from Yatun; just going back and forth would take at least half a month.

If this information was accurate, Uncle estimated that the war might be delayed.

“This is good news!”

Yatun lacked time, and currently, the Fairy Clan, Tree Elves, and Witches were all steadily increasing their strength.

Going to battle in one month versus two months is an entirely different proposition.

“Yes, yes, it’s good news, this news came at such an excellent time!”

After Elder Mountain Grandpa finished speaking, Uncle held his head in distress, but still said, “Now we have a window of free time, and we can do something even more important.”

Something even more important, what could it be?

“Hmm?”

Bailuo suddenly realized something and asked, “Elder, when you said I’m not getting any younger…”

Could it be? Could it really be?

This couldn’t be like his previous life, could it? Why would this matter even be a thing here?

“In the next two months, there won’t be any battles, and the nurturing of miracles in Yatun will also continue to progress steadily.”

Elder Mountain Grandpa was anxious, “Such a long period is an excellent opportunity, Your Majesty.”

“…..”

With that, how could Bailuo not understand his intention?

What else could be of such importance!

No, this matter indeed was significant to Yatun—Bailuo’s own significant life event!

“You are now the Duke of Yatun,” Uncle patted Bailuo’s shoulder, “and it’s time for a Duchess.”

Although establishing Yatun seemed somewhat like child’s play, more akin to founding a village than a nation,

a duchy was still a duchy, however small it might be, or how few its people. In Miracle World, the foundation of a nation lay in the quality and quantity of miracles.

With so many miracles at his disposal, Bailuo had every right to claim kingship.

“Indeed, it is a significant matter.”

Sherri realized that Elder Mountain Grandpa had come to hasten the wedding.

For the old man, there was nothing more important in the world than his children getting married and having kids of their own.

As for Uncle, he was purely there as a moral support for Elder Mountain Grandpa.

“But isn’t this too rushed?”

“I think so too.”

Uncle had just agreed when Elder Mountain Grandpa immediately glared at him, ‘Whose side are you on? Aren’t you supposed to be on my side? You traitor, fence-sitter, shameless pile driver!’

“Cough cough!”

“This matter should ultimately be Xiao Luo’s own decision.”

Elder Mountain Grandpa was particularly eager about it, but Uncle was a very open-minded elder and he supported Bailuo.

Of course, the final decision still lay in Bailuo’s hands.

The two elders could only give a push; they couldn’t be too forceful, understanding the principle of moderation.

“Previously, when we had just left Yatun Village, the island was in need of rebuilding, and there were a lot of things to be done.”

“But now, the work that needed to be done has been completed.”

Uncle said, “Brother Shan came to me to talk about this.”

“Xiao Luo, you’re already twenty, and according to our Yatun traditions, one can marry and have children at eighteen,” Uncle said, “Little John and Fulara are both back now, and everyone is here.”

“Um…”

Although Bailuo was the Master of Miracles and the Duke of Yatun, their king…

Faced with a major life event, Bailuo also felt somewhat at a loss, “I like my senior sister, and you two know that.”

“No one is asking you to find someone else!”

Elder Mountain Grandpa hurriedly said, “I’m telling you to go and talk to Feiya.”

To Elder Mountain Grandpa and the people of Yatun, Bailuo and Isefia were a match made in heaven, and Bailuo had been pursuing his senior sister for over a decade. Now, it was all a matter of a single word from him.

“……”

Bailuo closed his eyes and thought for a while.

He wasn’t the hesitant type. If he thought of something, he would do it, and whether it would be successful was something to be seen afterward.

Moreover, Bailuo had confidence in himself and his senior sister.

“I’m going to find my senior sister.”

“She’s at the martial arts field.”

His senior sister’s favorite thing to do each day was to practice martial arts and improve her strength.

If it weren’t for the limits of Miracle Power, she would have reached the pinnacle of mortal talent purely based on her own abilities; she was just too outstanding.

“Got it.”

Bailuo called for Lilith to help him change into suitable clothes before summoning Sherri and flying towards the martial arts field in the forest atop a Pegasus.

“Hahaha!”

“He’s finally getting married, my Xiao Luo and the girl, finally settling down!!”

Elder Mountain Grandpa couldn’t contain his excitement; he was very fond of Bailuo, treating him like his own grandson, his child.

As people age, what they most want to see is the happiness and well-being of their children and grandchildren, and Elder Mountain Grandpa was no exception.

“Brother Sal, you should smile too. Aren’t you happy?”

“The inevitable has happened. Xiao Luo would have taken action sooner or later without us.”

Uncle was a steady old man, and a steady old man wouldn’t wear his happiness on his sleeve for such a trifle.

Uncle: I can’t smile, I must hold back, I can’t smile!!

“But let’s get one thing straight,” Uncle said, “I will be the one to organize the wedding.”

Steady as he was, Uncle would definitely have to personally plan Bailuo’s wedding.

“This is a matter for our Yatun. How can you manage it all alone?”

Elder Mountain Grandpa disagreed, leaving Uncle astonished, “Brother Shan, that’s not what you said before. You said that I would be in full charge, and that’s why I came with you.”

“Did I say that, did I? My memory may be failing with age, but I still remember whether I promised that or not.”

Elder Treefolk: What does Lu Xun have to do with me, Elder Treefolk?

Elder Mountain Grandpa adamantly insisted, “I never said that.”

Uncle: “…….”

“Fine, you play like this, okay.”

Uncle: “Then at the time, we’ll each present a plan and see which one Xiao Luo chooses.”

Uncle knew very well that his ability to plan and organize was no match for his own, something Elder Mountain Grandpa understood as well.

“Hey!”

“Are you seriously playing like this?!”

Elder Mountain Grandpa exclaimed, “Young man, you have no respect for martial arts!”

Behind them, Bailuo heard the two elders arguing and glanced back.

“At such an old age…”

Bailuo shook his head with a smile and cry intertwined, focusing his attention into the distance, “Sherri, faster!”