“Dal, a real ma cheat. If you lose, you admit it,” Lillian said sternly.

  Amidst the vibrant sea of flowers, Lillian, increasingly graceful and stunning, tapped her son on the head and scolded him. “If you lose, figure out a way to wiime. Don’t be a sore loser, uand?”

  Her only child, bearing the bloodlines of both the Three-Eye Tribe and the Lunarians, possessed astonishing talent.

  From birth, he exhibited an awakened form of Observation Haki, enabling him to foresee the future—araordinary ability. By the age of three, his third eye had awakened on its own, granting him the ability to perceive the essence of things. Without any formal study of a nguages, he could even interpret Poneglyphs, a talent far beyond Lillian’s own Gre-Gre Fruit abilities.

  However, due to his young age and pyful nature, he often used his remarkable abilities mischievously, especially while pying with Thor, Sif, and others.

  “I uand, Mom!”

  Dal lowered his head, noddiantly with a pout, clearly cowed by his mother’s stern expression.

  “Alright, Lillian. These kids are just pying around; there’s o be so hard on him,” Gerd interjected with a warm smile.

  Elegant and striking, Gerd spoke soothingly. Her tall and radiant figure exuded charm.

  To eheir future growth and aplishments, El hadn’t pressured Gerd, Lillian, and the others to bear more children. As a result, most of them had only one child, which allowed them to dedicate more time to their training i years. Their strength had grown signifitly, to the point of being unreizable from before.

  Gerd, in particur, wielded the powers of the Soul-Soul Fruit, rising to the level of the “Fifth Camity” and earning the title of “Natural Disaster.” Lillian, whose talent was no less impressive, had bee a true master swordswoman through El’s guidand her owless efforts. Now known as “Evil Eye,” she stood on par with figures like Tsuru, the “Shapeshifting Witch” Sally, and the “Cloud Giant” Helen.

  While their strength was slightly below the Five Camities, they were more than qualified to be among the Eight Vajra Guardians, though they chose not to vie for those positions.

  “Mom Linlin… how much longer until our little brother is born?”

  At that moment, Thor, Sif, Dal, and their siblings crowded around Linlin. They gazed up at her t figure— or ers tall—and at her swollen belly with wide, curious eyes.

  “Ma-ma-ma-ma~ Probably another month or two,” Linlin said with a gentle smile, her hand caressing her belly in a dispy of maternal radiance.

  “When he’s born, you older siblings will o take good care of him!”

  Although she hadn’t mao ceive twins as she had hoped, Linlin was thrilled to be expeg El’s child so soon. Everyone eagerly anticipated the birth of a child born to two such extraordinary individuals as Linlin and El, w just how remarkable this child would be.

  So far, apart from Thor and Sif—the twin siblings who ied the astonishing "Iron Balloon" trait from the Kukulkan family—no other child, whether from Lillian’s Three-Eye Tribe bloodline or from warriors like Tethys and Helen of the Giant Tribe, had demonstrated such a groundbreaking gift.

  None of the children had ied the exaggerated "Iron Balloon" trait, but each possessed physiques far surpassing ordinary individuals, with astounding potential. Their abilities ofte people awestruck.

  Take Lillian’s son, Dal, the third son of the Kukulkan family. Iing both Three-Eye Tribe and Lunarian bloodlines, he was born with araordinary form of Observation Haki that allowed him to foresee the future. Though his defensive capabilities didn’t reach the exaggerated levels of Thor and Sif, Dal still had a physique akin to “copper skin and iron bones,” making him impervious to most attacks. Coupled with his iure-sight and the special abilities of the Three-Eye Tribe, his potential seemed limitless.

  “Wow, am I going to have even more younger siblings?”

  Two more children with wings on their backs ran over, ging to Sally and Helen.

  “Thor, Sif, Dal, and me as the fourth… plus Eden, our little sister, and Frey, our little brother…”

  A three-year-old boy, slightly rger than a typical human child and strikingly handsome, sat in Sally’s arms, ting on his fingers with wide, i eyes. “Owo, three… that makes six!”

  “So the one in Mom Linlin’s belly will be number seven, and the ones in Auhys, Aunt Nef, Aunt Stussy, Aunt Toki, and Aunt Furiko will be numbers eight through twelve!”

  Suddenly, green sprouts emerged from the ground, and vines greidly, iwining to form a massive spiral staircase bridge that spahe flower field. A young giantess, about four years old and over four meters tall, with fair skin, shrayish-white hair, and bck wings, gleefully climbed the viaircase.

  She romptly picked up by Tethys, who was heavily pregnant again and visibly annoyed.

  The sculpted little girl struggled in her arms but protested immediately, “No, Willie, you fot about Medusa over on Amazon Lily! I’m going to tell her you didn’t t her!”

  “Mom Linlin’s baby should be number eight, and my mom’s baby is number hat’s the correct order. Hehe!”

  “You’re so clever, Eden!”

  Tethys, thrilled to ceive four years ago and now expeg another child due in three to four months, smiled warmly as she held her beloved little girl.

  The gathered women—Sally, Helen, Gerd, Lillian, and the retly pregnant Nef, Stussy, Toki, and Furiko—all g Linlin’s promi belly with a sense of wonder.

  This was, after all, the union of two truly extraordinary individuals. It was hard to imagine how remarkable their child would be, but it was certain they wouldn’t fall short of Thor and Sif, the legendary twin siblings.

  “Ma-ma-ma-ma~ Speaking of which, it’s been a long time since we’ve all gathered for a family feast,” Linlin said cheerfully, her demeanor increasingly befitting her role as the “head wife.”

  “Why don’t we hold a grand family baoday? Let Barry visit Amazon Lily t back Gloriosa and Medusa, and have El e back from the Red Line as well. Let’s all enjoy ourselves together. What do you think?”

  “A ba?”

  “That’s amazing!”

  “Mom Linlin is the best!”

  “And Dad! I haven’t seen him in so long!”

  “Father’s busy training. We’re not supposed to disturb him!”

  “—”

  Bleam