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Uncle carefully looked at the coins on the table, “It was just a spur of the moment.”

“Did you see anything from it?”

Bailuo, completely composed, gestured for Cat Yiyi to pour him a glass of Sprite.

This wasn’t something Uncle came up with, it was the creation of the little witches.

During their classes similar to potion-making, they helped Bailuo extract something akin to baking soda.

Thus, Sprite, Fanta, Coke…

These familiar flavors from Bailuo’s memory were reproduced by Lilith using magic.

“Hmm, there is a result.”

Uncle nodded and said to Bailuo, “Friends from afar are visiting. The divination shows that I might meet an old friend today.”

“Pffhahaha.”

Bailuo laughed, “Uncle, I know you’re awesome, but this, this doesn’t make sense.”

“Indeed.”

Uncle said, “Most methods of prediction are actually a combination of psychology, logic, and analytical skills.”

“You know that and…?”

“But just now, I incorporated a bit of the Fighting Saint Method.”

“…”

Bailuo was taken aback, “Can you really do that?”

“The power of miracles is mysterious. The Avalon Law Qi does have some destiny-related techniques,” Uncle said, “But I was just trying it out.”

Uncle was talking about Astrologers, whose abilities opened the doors to a new world for him.

Of course, Uncle wasn’t proficient, nor did he plan to delve into it; he was simply trying to help the Astrologers explore new domains.

“I thought you succeeded, which gave me quite a fright.”

If Uncle had managed all that, Bailuo thought, ‘You truly are soaring to the heavens.’

Uncle: Am I not already soaring high enough?

Bailuo: Enough, enough, take it easy, careful not to fall.

Uncle: It’s only a few meters high here.

Bailuo: There was an old Witch Hunter who thought the same, and he looked a lot like you.

“Yo!”

Suddenly, Uncle said, “I think I succeeded.”

“Uh…”

Bailuo: “Do you mean that the ‘friends from afar visiting’ was a result of predicting with the Law Qi?”

“How accurate that is, I can’t say,”

Uncle replied, “But indeed, it was.”

“Well, I just do it occasionally,” said Uncle, “But I think I might not be cut out for this. Next time I plan to try observing the stars at night, or maybe use those Tarot Cards and Crystal Ball you spoke of.”

Uncle seems to be on his way to becoming a diviner!!

“Haha, even you have something you’re not good at.”

“Your Majesty.”

Bailuo was about to tease Uncle, saying he finally met his match,

but just then, Gonnia, through Little Miya, reported to Bailuo the sensation of the second batch of slaves.

Miya stood to the side, focusing intently on projecting Gonnia’s figure in front of Bailuo and Uncle.

As a Witch, her strength had already become Transcendent, her spells increasingly refined.

Lilith felt that Miya, Elsa, Sheila, Fiona, and the others were ready to begin their sorcerer’s training and break through to higher realms.

“Uncle, the ‘friends from afar visiting’ you spoke of wouldn’t happen to be these slaves, would it?”

While waiting, Bailuo struck up a conversation with Uncle again.

Bailuo didn’t think his uncle’s friend would be among these slaves, but his uncle had always been magical and unfathomable.

“A bet?”

“Snap!”

Bailuo slapped the table, “This time, I’m taking the bet with you!”

“I like your confidence.”

Uncle: “If you lose, you have to get Feiya pregnant by the end of this year.”

“…”

Bailuo expressed, could we even play like that?

If Sister heard this, she’d definitely grab a sword and chase down the uncle and nephew without mercy.

“Don’t worry, I have been working with Brother Shan on a secret formula.”

The uncle said, with this formula, you could have two in a year, a soccer team in three years, and a special class to start in ten years.

The uncle gave Bailuo a look, and he was at a loss for words.

Sister: Don’t stop me, I’m going to chop up these two fools!!

“She drinks?”

“You drink.”

Bailuo was now unhappy: Ah, do I need this stuff? Do I? I’m young and strong, capable of a hundred rounds in a night, okay!

“Does it work?”

However, Bailuo indeed liked children very much.

What the uncle said was a bit exaggerated, but if he could have a house full of kids, Bailuo also looked forward to it.

So, regarding this magical formula…

“Ancestral formula, your grandpa, your dad, they’ve both used it.”

“Hiss~~~”

Bailuo expressed that he should trust the wisdom of the ancestors: “Hey, wait, that’s not right!”

Bailuo: “How many sons did my grandfather have?”

“Just me and your dad.”

“And my dad?”

“There was talk of a daughter too, but she passed away young,” the uncle said, “if we include her, that’s two in total.”

“Uncle.”

Bailuo: “I feel like you’re tricking me.”

“Oh, it’s an improved version!”

Uncle: “With me involved, what’s there to worry about?”

The uncle dreamt of someone calling him great-uncle, eagerly hoping for Isefia to give Bailuo a bunch of kids soon.

“Let’s put that aside for now.”

Bailuo: “And if you lose uncle?”

“If I lose,” the uncle said, “then I’ll give you that precious secret book.”

“!!!!”

Bailuo immediately made an agreement with the uncle: “A man’s word is his bond, you can’t go back on it.”

“In all my years as Saros I’ve been known for one thing: trust,” the uncle said, “I have been invincible for thirty years, and from now on, you will carry on this reputation.”

Bailuo: Absolutely!

“Your Majesty, we’ve made contact with Gonnia.”

“Cough, cough.”

Bailuo hastily coughed and then looked at his uncle, who instantly reverted to his dignified elderly gentleman demeanor, serious and sparing with his words.

“They’ve all arrived?”