The Natural Empire of the Oceanic Dragon

In less than three minutes, Trina's expression returned to calm. After opening her eyes, her gaze became bright. She looked at Ophelia.

"Ophelia, where's my jam?"

"Sister, you recognize me!"

"I only remembered us picking red berries, and then I was captured. Just now you mentioned the jam from when we were little, so I asked."

This one sentence was more than Trina had said in the entire previous day. Although it was a bit clumsy, it was because she hadn't spoken for many years, which had impaired her speaking ability.

Ophelia quickly brought in the jam.

"The jam is too sweet. It doesn't have the flavor we used to have at all. I was afraid it wouldn't evoke your childhood memories, so I didn't dare bring it in."

"I was even thinking of going back to the rainforest to collect some authentic red berries."

What's the deal? There are people who complain that the jam is too sweet?

The leopard woman naturally walked to the baking pan, wanting to grab a roasted fish to eat.

But, smack!

The half-goat man slapped the back of the leopard woman's hand.

"You want to steal something from a wanderer? Aren't you looking down on me too much?"

"Your girlfriend has regained her memory. These roasted fish are useless now. What's the harm in letting me eat one!"

"One isn't enough. Trina has a good appetite. She used to be able to eat ten roasted fish in one go!"

No wonder the half-goat man prepared ten roasted fish. It turned out it was because of this.

Just as everyone was thinking this, there was a smack even louder than the half-goat man hitting the leopard woman, and the half-goat man flew out.

Covering the palm print on his face, the half-goat man was teary-eyed.

"Yes, that's right, that's the feeling. Trina, you're really back!"

You're happy even after being hit. This kid doesn't have some special hobby, does he?

Attilan shook his head, definitely not interfering in their couple's affairs.

"I told you not to casually reveal a girl's appetite!"

Trina in the training camp, having lost her rainforest memories, was still a distinctly feisty girl. Her fiery red hair really suited her.

"Hana, what does my sister's expression look like now?"

Attilan asked. Hana rubbed her eyes and said:

"The older sister isn't crying anymore, and the second sister's eyes have become firm, but the third sister still has no expression."

Lalune pulled Hana and asked:

"Hana, when did you realize you could see people's souls?"

Hana asked back in confusion:

"Are those people's souls? I can't see other people's souls, I only saw this sister's soul today."

"Then how did you know you could help her?"

Faced with her mother's question, Hana thought for a moment and shook her head.

"I don't know, but I just felt like I could help her, and I did help her. Mom, am I amazing?"

Lalune rubbed her cheek against Hana's cheek and said with a smile:

"Our Hana is the most amazing!"

The Vine Woman examined Hana and said:

"It seems Hana's talent is even higher than we thought. Nurturing her won't be easy."

Lalune nodded and said:

"If only I could contact my mother. She's the most suitable teacher for Hana."

"Hana's problem can't be delayed. I suggest you find a way to contact your mother as soon as possible, otherwise the consequences will be unimaginable."

Someone like Hana, who has talent but doesn't have the corresponding training methods, can easily lose control or go astray. After all, Hana is walking a completely new path.

And she's too young. She could be easily seduced by someone with ulterior motives, and she could very likely embark on a path of destruction, especially since Hana has a scheming grandfather.

Wait a minute, Attilan suddenly had a magical idea.

"This is what I think. Lady Lalune is already a legendary mage. Your father can't control you anymore, but he can try to control your descendants."

"To ensure your descendants have sufficient talent, he must find you a talented husband worthy of you. Thus, Bloodscar appeared."

It seems that Lalune appeared in front of Bloodscar, but you can think of it the other way around!

Because Attilan and Bloodscar are both druids, they would think about the problem from Bloodscar's perspective.

They all suspect that Lalune might have a problem, causing Bloodscar's power of death to lose control and be controlled by others.

Then you can look at it the other way around. Bloodscar was guided to cultivate the power of death, all to give Lalune's descendants sufficient talent.

The bear man's evaluation of Hana is that her talent is not much worse than the descendants of those natural demigods.

"You mean Hana is in danger?"

Lalune's face became a little ugly.

"No wonder the constellations have been warning me about a crisis for my loved ones. I thought Bloodscar was in danger. Now it seems Hana is at risk. No wonder it got better after arriving in this forest."

"The premonitions from the constellations have improved, but after Hana awakened the power of death, the constellations became chaotic, and I can no longer predict."

"No, I must contact my mentor immediately and have them help me contact my mother."

Attilan asked curiously:

"A mentor who can guide a legendary mage must be very powerful, right?"

Lalune said with a smile:

"I wasn't a legend back then, but the mentor could indeed guide legendary mages. After all, he is a level 0 quasi-god who advanced as a bard, a starwalker who specializes in using starlight magic!"

"Starwalker?"

Attilan blinked in shock. He didn't expect Lalune's background to be so strong.

"What is a Starwalker?"

The leopard woman asked curiously.

"Starwalkers, like natural demigods, are level 0 quasi-gods who achieved this through special means. Calling them natural demigods is already flattering them, because in the forests built by natural demigods themselves, their combat power can even rival level 1 gods."

"Gods from level 1 to 5 are called demigods, so after that legendary druid achieved this record, the title of natural demigod was born."

Lalune rushed back to Starfall Valley as quickly as possible. Under the bear man's instructions, all kinds of rare materials were sent to Starfall Valley, and the natural magic of the forest also began to converge towards Starfall Valley.

On a clear night, there was no moonlight, only constantly flickering stars.

A dazzling golden starlight soared into the sky, accurately hitting a star in the sky. The star rippled with golden patterns, outlining a peculiar symbol with the surrounding stars.

"The signal has been sent. I believe the mentor will reply to me soon."

This technology seems to be observable by people in the astral world. Isn't there any confidentiality?

Faced with Attilan's question, Lalune replied with a smile:

"That symbol represents my mentor. No one would easily provoke a Starwalker, and this only represents my Rhine. The specific content still needs to be interpreted using a special starlight frequency."

Encrypted cross-world long-distance communication, Attilan suddenly wanted to learn this technology.

"Can I learn it?"

Lalune asked curiously:

"The application range of this method is very narrow. You shouldn't need it. If you need long-distance communication methods within the world, I have a method I can recommend to you."

"What method?"

Before Lalune could answer, a starlight fell from the sky and transformed into a musical note in front of Lalune.

"A musical note?"

"This is the mentor's unique communication method. You'll understand when you see it."

Lalune touched the musical note with her hand, and the musical note broke open and turned into many tiny musical notes flying in the air. A deep male voice also sounded in the air.

"Oh, my beautiful disciple Lalune, I have received your request. In the distant starry sky, I am searching for your mother, but that woman is too mysterious."

"I am not sure when I will be able to find her. If you need help, the starlight will protect you."

This passage was sung, and it was bel canto.

Attilan's mouth twitched.

"Is this a bard? The way he speaks is indeed special."

Lalune rubbed her temples.

"The mentor has always spoken like this. That time was really hard. Listening to him sing to learn how to use starlight magic really made it hard not to be distracted."

Bards, they can't help but sing a few lines every day, but a bard who is so perverted that they won't speak properly might only be a Starwalker.

Because ordinary bards who don't speak properly will definitely have someone teach them a lesson.

But Starwalkers, people are in the interstellar space and few people can beat him, but those who can beat him would not attack him because of his way of speaking.

You don't say, if you use this singing method to say harsh words to your opponent during battle, it's quite exciting. Attilan believes it can definitely enrage the enemy.

"But he is actually a very kind old man. You can even criticize the lyrics he wrote to his face, and he won't be angry."

"If you can point out the shortcomings in his songs, he will even give you some rewards. The reason I became his apprentice was because I rewrote a song he wrote."

"After the song reached his ears, he took the initiative to find me. At that time, when I saw a Starwalker coming to my door, I thought my mother had offended someone in the astral world again."

What made you think that your mother easily offends people?

Her mother is a super-strong legendary mage, and her specialty is hitting people.

That's no problem then.

Suddenly, I feel that although Lalune acts like a chosen one, a primal devil father, a level 58 legendary mage mother, a Starwalker mentor, a legendary druid husband, and a death angel daughter.

But her life doesn't seem easy.

Hey, the worst one here seems to be Bloodscar, right?

"Thank you for your hard work, but from now on, staying in the forest, Lalune, you can enjoy yourself. As an advisor to the Kingdom of Atlantis, the kingdom will do its best to help you solve your problems."

The Vine Woman glanced at Attilan with disdain.

"What can your makeshift team do? Solve her devil father? Or Hana's education problem?"