Chapter 243: Chapter 145: Uncle’s Past (Please Vote for Recommendation)_4

Therefore, during that time, countless Masters of Miracles extended olive branches to him, offering various terms, wishing to entrust him with important tasks.

Because everyone knew that once Elder Mountain Grandpa became a Miracle Citizen, his future would certainly be boundless.

It was just that Elder Mountain Grandpa couldn’t receive their Grace.

He was a King, and even without finding a miracle, his heart harbored the ambition and capacity to become a king.

How could such a person willingly submit to others?

Of course, if Elder Mountain Grandpa were merely like this, he would not have inspired such love and hate in so many people.

Elder Mountain Grandpa’s excellence lay in his ability to quickly discern the strengths and weaknesses of others, then prescribe the right remedy to help them break through swiftly.

It can be said that on the Miracle Mainland, the number of Children of Miracle and Masters of Miracles who had received Elder Mountain Grandpa’s guidance and Grace was innumerable.

“At that time, the Miracle Mainland was not as peaceful as it is now, still ridden with wars, big and small, even wars that led to the annihilation of nations.”

The fall of a nation did not equate to the death of its Master of Miracles.

Of course, their fate would definitely be miserable, at the very least confined, confined for a lifetime.

“Clearspring Kingdom, despite its four-thousand-year foundation, was exhausted in endless resistance to wars.”

Do not assume that a legend appears every hundred years, 4000 years do not really produce 40 legends; this is not how the account is calculated.

People will die, legends can also die in battle.

Master Level, Heroic Level, Transcendent Level, Extraordinary Level, each war represents a massive loss.

And to recover, it often takes ten to a hundred, a thousand times longer than the duration of the war.

The miracle of Clearspring Kingdom was the Fountain of Youth.

It was an unrelated to Miracle Power, capable of granting anyone eternal life and everlasting youth.

Although Miracle Citizens are long-lived, they still have a lifespan limitation.

Therefore, the existence of the Fountain of Youth became a treasure that people eagerly sought after.

Perhaps Morgan, the Iron Eagle King, and other Masters of Miracles whose nations had only been founded for a few hundred years didn’t care, but for those with millennia-old kingdoms, the power of longevity was precious beyond measure.

“At that time, Clearspring Kingdom was invaded by another country and nearly fell.”

“It was this man before me,” Sigurian said, telling the story of Elder Mountain Grandpa as if singing about a hero, an idol he revered: “who saved her!”

Saros’s own combat potential was average, but his ability to lead troops into battle was incredibly strong!

He arrived in Clearspring Kingdom, took command in a dire situation, became the Great General leading the nation’s army and civilians, and successfully led them to repel the strong enemy time and again.

“…”

Bailuo was shocked as he looked at Elder Mountain Grandpa; he had never heard Elder Mountain Grandpa’s story from Elder Mountain Grandpa.

The old man had only mentioned Elder Mountain Grandpa’s love affairs, but such an impressive peak of life, Bailuo was indeed hearing about it for the first time.

“Ah, that’s enough, that’s enough.”

Elder Mountain Grandpa said somewhat embarrassedly, “I already said to keep it low-key, just a bit more low-key, okay?”

Really, stop praising, Elder Mountain Grandpa is getting embarrassed from all the compliments.

“So I’m very curious, why did you abandon the Marquis of Clearspring?”

Sigurian said, “I’ve heard she is one of the top beauties on Miracle Mainland.”

“I didn’t know you were so gossipy, Sigurian.”

Elder Mountain Grandpa interrupted Sigurian, saying, “Won’t you consider your own situation?”

“I was planning on considering it.”

“Now, I’ve given up.”

Sigurian was also a bachelor: “In your presence, I know I can’t stand a chance, and all the strategies, the tactics that I’ve thought of, you’ve probably anticipated, haven’t you?”

So Sigurian gave up; he admitted to himself that he was not a match for Elder Mountain Grandpa, better to obediently follow the arrangements.

What was more important, he was captivated by Elder Mountain Grandpa.

This isn’t shameful!

This really isn’t shameful at all!

Even if it were proclaimed throughout the entire Miracle Mainland, that Sigurian was defeated by Saros, captured.

Is this humiliation?

This is glory, for goodness sake!!

“Let’s not beat around the bush with you,”

Elder Uncle looked towards Bailuo, who nodded. As a king, he said, “Our country is called Yatun.”

“Pffhahaha!”

Sigurian laughed, “Hey, hey, Saros, are you really going through with this? Is it necessary?”

“This is the country you established, right? Don’t tell me you’re still thinking about the People of Yatun?”

Speaking of this matter, Bailuo indicated Elder Uncle had indeed never directly spoken to him about it.

But over the years, Elder Uncle had implied, both openly and covertly, the truth of the past to Bailuo.

So when he really heard this secret, Bailuo wasn’t surprised.

“Our Yatun isn’t the Yatun of the People of Yatun, nor is it the Yatun of the Kingdom of Yadun.”

Bailuo revealed the reason for naming the country Yatun but didn’t say why, “As to why it’s called Yatun, I have no need to explain to a captive.”

“So which one of you two is the Master of Miracles?”

“Me.”

After Bailuo had spoken, Elder Uncle saw Sigurian’s astonished face and added, “I am his real uncle.”

“Cough, cough, cough.”

Sigurian intended to ask why, after dozens of years of refusing to serve others, Elder Uncle was now following a youngster. But once he heard the reason, he had an epiphany.

Elder Uncle serving Bailuo was not really servitude.

Do parents serve their children when they protect them?

That’s not servitude.

Although it’s not, this love is even more indestructible than loyalty.

In the past, Elder Uncle couldn’t accept the Miracle Power from others because he refused to bow to strangers.

But accepting Bailuo’s Miracle Power was not just because of family, it was also about legacy.

Children, when young, naturally follow the words of adults.

However, when the adults age, unable to keep up with the times, they must in turn, listen to their children.

With this love and recognition, Elder Uncle, for the first time in his life, received the power of a miracle, and also the first monarch he felt he could dedicate all his talents to, without any reservations.

“What do you want?”

“Peace.”

The purpose of war is peace.

“Then how can you guarantee you won’t attack us again?”

Sigurian was a man of Morgan. The only standard he used to think about problems was whether it benefited Morgan.

“Isn’t the word ‘Saros’ enough?”

“Hahahahaha…”

Sigurian laughed heartily, “Enough, enough, indeed quite enough.”

Elder Uncle, in his actions throughout his life, particularly in matters of principle, never went back on his word.

Back then, the three words ‘Saros’ were a guarantee of trustworthiness, and for any mission given by a country, he never gave up, nor did he ever fail!

That’s why Elder Uncle was especially regarded among the Miracle Kings, particularly in the eyes of the Holy Empire, as no ordinary man.