Chapter 139: 107: Ina's Fantastic Journey (7000, Requesting Votes)_3

Chapter 139: Chapter 107: Ina’s Fantastic Journey (7000, Requesting Votes)_3

“Hmm!”

Ina hurried to follow Cat Yiyi. Along the way, she saw many magical things.

Mushrooms grew arms and legs, swinging on tree branches and among the grasses, while others played and tussled with each other in joy.

Countless small creatures, which lacked the qualifications to become fairies but had opened their spiritual wisdom, were curiously sizing up Ina.

It seemed they all wanted to see what the first outsider acknowledged by Bailuo was like.

Walking in the carnival of nocturnal animals, Ina looked around with curiosity, aligning her skirt and watching her step, afraid of treading on any small creatures.

“Hello, I, I’m Ina.”

Ina thought they would all be able to talk like Cat Yiyi, so she took the initiative to greet them.

“Squeak, squeak, squeak.”

This act drew laughter from the crowd of little fairies.

“Did I, did I say something strange?”

Ina looked puzzledly at Cat Yiyi, who quickly shook her head and said, “No.”

“Everyone, make way, please make way.”

Cat Yiyi led Ina through the boisterous fairy playground, and ahead, two ancient trees suddenly came to life.

“Ah!!!”

Ina was startled because she actually saw trees with limbs and faces, just like humans.

“Stay calm, these are the Treefolk who guard the forest, created by Lady Lilith’s magic to be gatekeepers.”

These Treefolk were not Tree Elves; they lacked wisdom, and all their actions were governed by the most basic ‘artificial intelligence.’

And to Ina who did not possess Bailuo’s Miracle Power, they would naturally try to stop her.

“This person is who Your Majesty wishes to see, step aside please, ancient trees.”

“Glala.”

Cat Yiyi explained, the two ancient Treefolk guards stood aside to let them pass, and Cat Lingling turned back to shout to Ina, “You can go now, hurry over.”

Such deep-seated reverence written in her bones was even purer than loyalty.

“People of Yatun do not kneel wantonly.”

“Nor is there a need to call me Master.”

Bailuo’s attitude toward his own people was completely different from that toward outsiders.

Ina had already qualified to become one of the People of Yatun; therefore, Bailuo would be kind and affectionate to her, just as he was to the others.

Of course, liking and affection were definitely not on the table.

After all, they were not familiar with each other. Bailuo accepted her and brought her to Yatun Island actually for Ina’s potential.

But relationships themselves are built up through memories and life’s accumulation.

The more time they spent together, the closer the relationship between Ina and Bailuo would naturally become, eventually like those of the People of Yatun.

“You, like them, may call me Your Majesty.”

Bailuo personally helped the young girl to her feet. He saw that Ina wore a mask and although he knew of her burns and ugliness, Bailuo never discriminated against others based on their imperfections.

“Your Majesty?!”

Ina exclaimed, her legs going weak, almost ready to kneel again, but thankfully Bailuo was supporting her, thus avoiding another kneel.

In Yatun Island, only one person could be addressed as Your Majesty — that was the Duke of Yatun, the master of this dukedom.

Ina had thought that those who came to meet her might be a minister or some casual official.

But she never expected that it would actually be Duke Yatun himself summoning her.

“Take off your mask, let me have a look at you.”

“...”

Bailuo’s request touched on the thing Ina feared most. With a cry in her voice, she pleaded, “Your Majesty, I, I’m very ugly...”

Being summoned by the Duke was a tremendous honor.

Yet Ina was frightened, afraid that her ugliness might cause Bailuo to send her away.

“Don’t be afraid, this is Yatun.”

Bailuo spoke very kindly; he was adept in ruling and knew how to win the favor of his subordinates.

At the same time, Bailuo wanted to encourage Ina to step out from the shadows of her psyche.