“Who is this?” Vic’s questioning voice came through the communicator.

“Solon Linton.”

“Alright, thank you for the valuable information. Time is pressing, so I’ll go prepare the evacuation arrangements now.”

After saying this, Agent Vic hung up the communication.

Loren put away his portable computer and asked Solon Linton:

“Won’t such a huge commotion scare off those guys from the Morningstar Family?”

Solon Linton shook his head.

“They won’t give up on Morningstar bloodline being out in the world. Over ten years ago, when little Ayla’s mother snuck out from the Abyss, the commotion they caused was much bigger than today’s.”

Hearing this, Loren grew somewhat curious. “You knew the little one’s mother?”

“No, but the commotion back then was quite significant. It was only after hearing little Ayla’s name that I understood why your mentor specifically contacted me.”

As he spoke, a trace of eager fighting spirit appeared on Solon Linton’s face.

“Is that Morningstar Family very famous?” Loren asked.

“Didn’t your mentor tell you?” Solon Linton seemed surprised.

Loren fell silent for a moment, frantically calling upon Raven in his mind to layer on Fortune for him. Only then did he give a rather vague answer:

“He seems to be in a rather critical period. His contact with me was quite brief…”

Hearing this, Solon Linton nodded thoughtfully, silently speculating in his heart.

It seems that one has reached the critical threshold of achieving Demigod status…

No wonder he didn’t contact me using Nature’s Messenger, but instead used the forum method. Has he reached the stage of accumulating power?

If not for little Ayla’s special identity, that one probably wouldn’t have contacted anyone…

“The Morningstar Family originated from a great figure in the Abyss. That great figure has been in deep slumber for many years.”

“For now, it’s better that you don’t learn that great figure’s name.”

“For some beings of immense power, merely knowing their name exposes you to their gaze.”

“Currently, there are very few direct Morningstar bloodline descendants active in the Star Realm. Those guys you saw this morning are the dependents and followers left behind by that great figure.”

“Over ten years ago, they appeared once, to bring back little Ayla’s mother.”

“Now, they have appeared again, to bring back little Ayla.”

After hearing about the little one’s origins, Loren fell into silence.

My intuition tells me there’s a deep conspiracy here…

Loren tentatively asked: “It seems like it was the little one’s father who notified that group from this morning?”

Hearing Loren’s words, Solon Linton’s expression turned serious. He asked:

“What is little Ayla’s father’s name?”

“Marcus Rhine, a scientist who defected from the Federation.” After answering, Loren quietly observed Solon Linton’s expression from the side.

“Haven’t heard of him. What else has he done?” Solon Linton asked again.

Loren thought for a moment. “After defecting from the Federation, he joined the Star Traveler Society. Does that count?”

Hearing that Marcus Rhine had joined the Star Traveler Society, Solon Linton’s expression grew even more serious. He gazed into the distance at his newly accepted disciple.

This little girl, for whom the Moonlight Goddess had delivered a Divine Oracle, was currently playing in the distance with his three female disciples.

The three female disciples he brought were using transformation spells to entertain Ayla Morningstar…

At this moment, Ayla Morningstar was riding on the head of a black bear transformed by one of the female disciples, laughing heartily, carefree and happy…

Solon Linton watched this scene and, unusually, frowned.

Noble Moonlight Goddess, what role do you play in this conflict…

Loren followed the Legendary Grand Druid’s gaze and asked calmly:

“What’s wrong? Grand Druid Solon.”

Solon Linton silently withdrew his gaze and sighed:

“It’s nothing. I just feel little Ayla was born into a whirlpool.”

Hearing Solon Linton’s sigh, Loren fell silent.

He smelled conspiracy again. Pretending to be bored, he took out that Federation Coin, playing with it extremely casually…

“Sending the little one to the Nature Sect, is it a good thing for her? If yes, heads!” Loren silently chanted in his heart.

The coin quietly fell.

Heads! It is a good thing!

Seeing this, Loren felt a wave of relief.

He continued playing with the Federation Coin in his hand, pretending nothing had happened…

Silence fell at the castle’s main entrance.

Both Solon Linton and Loren silently watched Ayla Morningstar playing in the distance, not saying a word.

Federal Calendar 7708, November 5th, afternoon.

After Solon Linton and Loren had spent an hour together in silence at the castle entrance, this Legendary Grand Druid finally raised his head and looked toward the sky.

Then, he withdrew his gaze and waved, recalling the three people and one bear playing in the distance.

A black bear carrying Ayla Morningstar on its head swiftly ran over. The other two female disciples followed beside the bear, afraid the little one might fall off.

The little one sat on the black bear’s head, hands gripping its fur, letting out happy cries…

“You run so fast!! Sister Moody! Can you go even faster?! Hahahaha…”

“Fast enough, little Ayla. Any faster and I’ll have to change into a different animal.” The black bear beneath her opened its mouth and spoke in a human female voice.

Soon, the three people and bear arrived before Solon Linton.

“Little Ayla, I have some matters to attend to. After I’m done, I’ll take you back to the cultivation grounds within the sect, alright?” Solon Linton asked with a smile.

“Okay…” The little one, sitting atop the black bear’s head, nodded obediently.

Solon Linton turned to look at Loren. “Young man, I’ll trouble you to take them to the Interstellar Hunter Association to stay for a while. I might be unable to look after them later. I leave them in your care.”

“Alright.” Loren nodded with a smile.

Good, I don’t have to appear before the many Grand Druids. The risk of exposure is almost zero…

Seeing Loren nod, Solon Linton looked deep into the castle entrance and softly asked Loren:

“That fellow Retab Collin, is he still as lazy these past years?”

Loren thought for a moment, then replied:

“That is common knowledge.”

It seems this Grand Druid doesn’t know yet that the slacker Chief has achieved Demigod status…

Solon Linton withdrew his gaze from deep within the castle, shook his head, and gently tapped his staff on the ground. An emerald green magic circle appeared beneath his feet.

Solon Linton’s figure vanished from atop the magic circle.

When his figure reappeared, he was already standing on the shoulder of the War Treant.

The War Treant stood up. A shadow fell, blocking all nearby sunlight with its hundred-meter-tall form.

Solon Linton gently tapped his staff again. A green radiance enveloped the towering War Treant…

The next second.

Sunlight from the sky once again fell upon the area near the castle entrance.

And that hundred-meter-tall War Treant had vanished without a trace.

In the distance on the ground, only two enormous Treant footprints remained…

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