In order to become a Heroic Spirit, I had no choice but to cause trouble in history.

Instead of the expected punch, I received a warm hug.

Oshin opened his eyes, looking at Doris who was holding him tightly, at a loss.

"mom......"

“It’s alright, it’s alright, child… as long as you’re alright… as long as you can come back…” Doris said, choking back tears as she hugged Ocean.

“…Mom, I’m sorry.” Ou Shen knew he was wrong and said in a low voice.

"Let Mom see, where are you hurt? Oh dear, how did your back get so badly injured..." Looking at Ocean's back covered in holes, Doris felt like her heart was about to stop.

“That monster’s claws were really sharp, but Uncle Lilia already took care of them for me, so it’s fine now.” Oshin scratched the back of his head and chuckled twice. “Besides, I’ve already killed that monster. Look over there.”

Ou Shen pointed to the sea.

Doris looked toward the sea and saw the giant siren lying there, being dismembered by many of her people.

“This thing is too big to bring the whole thing to the tribe’s territory, so I called everyone over,” Liliana said with a smile.

"You're really something, kid, to be able to fight such a monster in the sea!" Liliana punched Ocean in the chest.

“Hehe…” Ou Shen chuckled twice.

"Don't worry your mother anymore." Doris sighed with lingering fear and rubbed the head of Oshin, who wasn't much shorter than her.

"I understand, Mom." Ou Shen nodded obediently.

"Oshen, here." Luslan walked over and handed Oshen something bigger than Oshen's head, stained with blue blood.

"What is this? Luslan?" Oshin asked, puzzled.

“This is the heart of Scylla. Scylla has three hearts, and this is the largest,” Liliana said with a smile, standing beside her. “Eat it, Ocean, this is—your glory.”

Ou Shen looked at the enormous heart and nodded.

Ahem—

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Chapter 477 Take Oshen with you, Liliana

An island not far from Doris Island

A tall boy was thrown outside.

"Get out! Monster!" A beautiful woman cried out in terror. "Please, monster, never come back to your territory again! Get out! Leave this place!"

"Chieftain..." The boy looked at his people, somewhat bewildered.

"I...I was wrong. I won't destroy anything in the clan anymore, clan leader...please let me go back." He pleaded, kneeling on the ground and crawling towards the beautiful woman.

"No...don't come any closer! I beg you, please don't come any closer! Our tribe is happy as long as you're not here—as long as you're not here, we're happy!" The beautiful female chieftain retreated in terror. "Please, Jimia, please, get out of here! Get out!"

The boy, known as Kimia, stretched out a hand towards the clan leader.

The clan chief shrank back in alarm.

Kimia's hand stopped.

He smiled.

"Oh, is that so? As long as I'm not in the clan, everyone can be happy?"

The chieftain nodded frantically: "Didn't you want to use your own strength to make the tribe happy? Then get out of here."

"...I understand now."

The boy named Jimia stood up, took one last look at his tribe, and turned to leave.

That year, Jimia was ten years old.

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Early the next morning.

Ou Shen rubbed his eyes and sat up.

He felt something was off and a little uncomfortable, but he didn't know what was wrong.

"What's wrong, Oshen? Are you feeling unwell?" Doris had just woken up and looked at her son lying on the stretcher with a puzzled expression.

When Oshen was three years old, he built his own little frame to sleep alone.

"No...it just feels a little strange." Ou Shen scratched the back of his head.

"Is it a problem with the wound?" Doris asked worriedly, placing her hand on Ocean's head.

The wound could get infected, and infection could cause a fever. Doris was worried that Ocean would get a fever.

"Hmm... the temperature is normal, so what do you feel is strange?" Doris breathed a sigh of relief upon feeling the normal temperature, then looked at Ocean with a puzzled expression.

"I don't know either, Mom." Oshin got off the shelf, frowned, and stretched his limbs.

The wound on his back doesn't hurt much anymore. In fact, Ou Shen slept lying down last night and didn't feel much pain.

Doris noticed something was amiss.

“Oshen…have you…grown a little taller?” she asked, looking at her son with some disbelief.

"Ugh?"

Ou Shen looked at his palm.

It seems... my hands have gotten a little bigger?

The mother and son exchanged a glance.

Oshen quickly stood at the mark left two years ago, and Doris followed.

"It's...it's way too much!" Doris exclaimed, covering her mouth in surprise.

Ou Shen's height has already exceeded that mark.

"Really, Mom!" Oshin looked at Doris with shining eyes.

“Really, um…” Doris placed her hand on Ocean’s head, “You’ll see when you come over!”

Ou Shen shrank back and walked out, turning his head to look.

Doris's hand was indeed positioned above that mark.

"Mom! Can I go hunting now?" Oshin jumped up happily.

"Huh? Ah..." Doris was stunned.

Yes, I was so happy about my son growing taller that I forgot I promised him that once he exceeded that height limit, he could go hunting...

After thinking about it, Doris recalled Ocean's horrific and tragic wound from yesterday, and felt a bit conflicted.

She feared that Ocean might be in danger. At sea or in the ocean, he would be protected by his father, who could even lift that forty-meter-long scythe and carry it back from a great distance. But on land...

Ocean's strength might not even be comparable to Ruslan's.

The reason for luring Ou Shen to the sea was for safety reasons.

But this brat didn't like playing in the sea at all; he desperately wanted to go hunting in the jungle with Liliana and her group of men.

It's not that he doesn't like it, but rather that Ocean prefers to take a wooden spear into the jungle rather than spearfishing in the sea.

What should I do...? How can I refuse this naughty child...?

"Doris, I think you should just say yes." Cora walked in, smiling at her.

"Auntie, you're the best!" Ou Shen cheered.

"Cora, what's wrong?" Doris was startled, grabbed Cora's hand, and quickly shook her head.

“Even if Ocean goes now, he’ll only be helping to move and process the game; he won’t encounter any danger.” Cora looked at Doris with a hint of surprise. “Or rather, Doris, aren’t you… worrying a little too much?”

“Huh?…” Doris was stunned.

Cora smiled and shook her head: "You said before that you wanted Ocean to go far away, but now it doesn't look like you want her to go far away at all."

"Although he is only four years old, he is a man, and sooner or later he will have to go hunting in the jungle."

Doris pursed her lips and blinked her beautiful eyes rapidly.

In the end, she sighed and chose to compromise.

“…You’re right, Cora.” She pulled her son, who was almost taller than her, over and patted his head. “I was a little confused…Parents shouldn’t become shackles for their children.”

"That's right, that's right." Ou Shen didn't understand, but that didn't stop him from nodding, nodding quickly, his nods leaving afterimages.

Doris looked at Ocean and felt her blood pressure rise again.

"Cora, hurry up and take this brat away. I'm packing up and heading to the chieftain's seat." Doris waved her hand, signaling her sister to take the troublesome child away.

"Hahahaha!" Cora was amused by Doris's reaction. "Alright, Ocean, come with your aunt. You'll probably be able to go to the forest with Lilia later."

"Mmm-hmm-hmm!" Old Ou Shen was so excited that he rushed out of the shed first.

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Doris sat on the patriarch's throne, looking at Ocean, whose face was flushed with excitement, and showed a distressed expression.

“Liliana,” she called out to her trusted advisor.

"Chieftain." Liliana knelt on one knee beside Doris with a serious and respectful expression on her face.

“My son, Oceanos, is physically fit enough to participate in the hunt, so… take him with you on today’s hunt,” Doris said expressionlessly.

She had to maintain this serious expression while sitting in this position as the clan leader, as her deceased predecessor had told her.

“...I see. I understand.” Lilia was a little surprised, but she nodded and looked at the boy who was obviously very young, but whose muscles already looked very strong.

The clansmen were also somewhat surprised and began to discuss it amongst themselves.

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Chapter 478 The Past of Jimia, the Future of Lemoni