Lin Yan did not immediately agree to return with the elves.
The arrival of the elf squad this time had already shown the people of the chaotic land her abilities and her relationship with the elf race.
As for when she would go to heal the Mother Tree of the elves, she planned to wait until things were settled here, which meant after the spring plowing.
Lin Yan had already instructed the knights to bring back all the displaced villagers who had wandered to this place.
Not far from her manor, she planned to build a town. These people would be the first residents of the town.
The help they received during the winter had earned the trust of these villagers towards Lin Yan’s knights. There was plenty of work to do here, and the food was good.
They quickly settled down here. Although their houses were not yet built, they had constructed some thatched huts to live in with the help of the knights.
Coupled with the artisans working at the manor, the rudimentary form of this settlement had already taken shape.
After the spring arrived, Lin Yan sent people to procure a batch of grain and seeds.
Currently, some land near the manor was being cleared. Lin Yan had the blacksmiths custom-make a set of farming tools, which greatly accelerated the land reclamation.
Some artisans knew that after the manor was completed, they would also need to help the villagers build houses. Thinking about the treatment they had received during this period, some of them began to have ideas.
On the next rest day, they brought their families, intending to stay in this territory.
The main building of the manor was now complete, with only some of the adjacent auxiliary buildings remaining. However, this once desolate territory had already begun to gradually liven up.
"What do you think this former Saintess intends to do?" an elder elf asked curiously, looking at the busy people.
They had not seen humans for a long time and were not very aware of the current situation of humans on the continent.
However, in their hearts, their own matters were certainly far more important than hers.
Yet, she had postponed her visit to the Elf Forest because of matters here.
"Human thoughts are always strange," another elf said.
Seeing how happy these people were working, he did not quite understand.
"Huh? Dragons?" the elder elf spotted two people approaching. Although they were in human form, their draconic aura was completely unmasked.
"Why are dragons here?" Just as dragons disliked elves, elves disliked dragons.
Unlike the refined lifestyle of the elves, the dragons' way of life was too crude. After all, dragons slept directly on piles of gold coins. Which refined elf could tolerate that?
Although they didn't know why dragons were here, the elves all looked towards the direction of the main residence. It seemed they needed to pay more attention to this Saintess.
"Is that dragon holding a child in its arms?"
"It seems so."
They thought of the changes in that little elf and seemed to understand the reason for the dragons' arrival.
"I heard that the red dragon Anita gave birth to a half-dragon."
The rest was unspoken; they all understood.
But with dragons involved, would this Ms. Angelina postpone her trip to the Elf Forest again?
"I'll contact His Majesty and see what he has to say," the elder elf frowned.
Morris's arrival caused a stir among the maids at the manor. After all, he was powerful and provided them with a lot of help at a low cost, making him very likable.
Furthermore, they had learned that before he left, he had even intimidated other factions in the chaotic lands, which further improved their impression of him.
Seeing him arrive at their doorstep holding a child who bore a slight resemblance to him, with a beauty by his side, they understood that this must be his family.
Judging by their aura, the beauty's strength was likely not weaker than his. Although they knew in their hearts that Morris would not possibly follow Angelina, it didn't stop them from harboring some hope.
Since Morris had come with a child, he must have something to ask their young lady for. Therefore, like the elves, they would surely offer some reward.
Then, these rewards would become the capital for the young lady to develop her power.
"Your Excellency, please wait a moment. I will go and inform the young lady of your arrival." The maid led them to the reception room.
After they were seated, someone immediately brought two cups of black tea.
Anita surveyed the reception room. Although she was a dragon, the person she married was human, and an ancient noble at that.
Even though she was not very familiar with these decorations, she could tell that some of them were outdated.
However, the host here had a lot of ingenuity. By changing some of the pairings, these slightly outdated items also appeared more novel.
A maid brought Joey a cup of milk and some small pastries.
Joey had excellent manners. After thanking the maid, he reached for the cup.
Morris directly took the cup and fed it to Joey's mouth.
Seeing this, Anita pouted. In her opinion, a boy raised so delicately should experience some hardship to grow up better.
It was precisely because of this indulgence that Joey had always been so frail.
Joey had draconic blood. He wasn't truly so weak that he had to be picky about what he ate.
It was only because her husband doted on their child too much, and her brother was too cautious, that the child's body had never grown strong.
Joey was born in human form and did not have his own eggshell. Even though she and her husband had infused him with a lot of magic, he had always remained so thin and small.
Not to mention compared to a dragon's body, even compared to a human, he was weaker.
This had caused her husband endless worry, but she herself was not too concerned. She trusted her bloodline and her race.
Joey had simply not awakened his draconic blood. Once he did, all these problems would be easily solved.
Lin Yan soon arrived at the reception room. As soon as she entered, she saw Morris feeding the child in his arms pastries.
"Lord Morris, it's been a while. How have you been recently? And who are these two?"
"This is my sister, Anita, and this is her son, Joey. Joey is the child I mentioned," Morris stood up and introduced them to Lin Yan.
"Anita, it's a pleasure to meet you, Miss Lian Dell." Anita nodded gently at Lin Yan.
"Please just call me Angelina. Please have a seat!" Lin Yan also walked to a nearby seat.
"Do you mind if I examine his condition?"
Just as Morris had been direct, Lin Yan saw no need for pleasantries.
"That was the original intention. Joey, go and let Miss Angelina examine you." He placed Joey on the ground.
Joey looked even smaller when he stood on the ground. He slowly walked a few steps towards Lin Yan.
He trusted his uncle implicitly, and he trusted those whom his uncle trusted just as much.