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Glenn's words were like thunderclaps, completely splitting the fog in the old man's heart.

Each of these opinions was beyond his expectation.

"I don't think even the devil in charge of torture would have more authority than you."

The old man said with a grin.

Glenn did not respond. He looked at the female dark magician who was in extreme pain in the glass jar. "Let this lady suffer for a while and experience such inferior service. When you can do better, let her ascend to heaven."

The old man couldn't stop shaking with excitement as he imagined his enemy going through the torture Glenn had described.

Glenn took out his pocket watch to check the time, then walked towards the exit. When he reached the stairs, he turned back and said:

"Don't let her die, otherwise it would be a shame to my expectations."

"I can't bear to..." the old man said in a hoarse voice.

……

After leaving the old man's house, Glenn sent the ordinary people who were still unconscious to the Black Crow couple.

After explaining the situation, Black Crow nodded and said, "I'll just erase their memories of today."

Originally Glenn was just giving it a try, as he wasn't sure if Black Crow or Legila had the ability to modify or erase other people's memories. But now it seems like they really do.

"Thank you for your help," Glenn said gratefully with a smile.

The Black Crow didn't say anything, but just raised his hands like a music conductor.

Black spots floated out from the palm of the black crow, scattering sparsely onto the unconscious ordinary person.

They either frowned or hummed, as if they were having a nightmare.

After a minute or two, Black Crow put down his hands, nodded to Glenn and said:

"It's done, take them back."

"Thanks for your hard work."

Glenn paused after he finished speaking, and continued under Black Crow's questioning gaze:

"I met a guy in town who claimed to be from the Aries tribe. It was very strange. Do you know it?"

He was testing the water. If Black Crow showed any negative expression like impatience, Glenn would not mention it at all. Otherwise, Glenn would help to introduce him.

However, Black Crow's face remained calm, and he answered in a serious tone:

"I've felt its presence in town, but I don't recognize it."

"Uh..." Glenn scratched his head and could only continue to probe, "What do you think of this race? Do you hate them?"

Black Crow shook his head. "I haven't had much contact with any individual of this species. I can't say I hate or like them."

"I see..." Glenn stroked his chin, paused for two seconds, and then said, "If the other party wants to get to know you, are you willing to meet it?"

"It's up to my wife to decide. If she is willing, then I am willing." Black Crow said without hesitation.

There's nothing wrong with listening to my wife... Glenn remained calm and asked:

"Is Mrs. Legilla asleep now?"

Black Crow nodded.

Glenn then said bluntly: "The Aries man in the town helped me once, so he wants me to introduce him to you. Wait until Mrs. Legila wakes up and tell her not to worry about me. It's okay if she doesn't want to see that guy."

The black crow glanced in the direction outside the town, then turned back and simply nodded in response.

"That's it, goodbye, Mr. Black Crow."

Glenn didn't waste any more time and drove away in his deer cart.

……

In the eastern part of the Kingdom of Zen, there is the city of Mark, which is covered with sandstorms all year round.

The people here are wild and love riding and shooting, and even the main city has a completely different architectural style from other main cities.

People liked to decorate their houses with the bones, especially skulls, of powerful monsters.

Sangjis was terrified when she was pulled off the stage by several soldiers. She was just a girl dancing in a large tavern, and the kingdom soldiers should not have picked her.

The hotel owner went up to argue with the soldiers, but a middle-aged man wearing fashionable clothes from the royal capital came up and said a few words, and the hotel owner just started to bow down.

Sanjis knew that the middle-aged man must be an important person, otherwise the hotel owner would not have shown such an expression.

Finally, the middle-aged man came to the cowering Sanjisi and said calmly, "Let's go out first."

So she left the tavern surrounded by a dozen soldiers.

This situation made her extremely nervous. She wanted to run away, but her legs were so weak that she didn't have the strength to do it.

She followed the middle-aged man all the way to a large villa where not many people were.

The villa had a garden and she was invited to sit down at an exquisitely set table.

The middle-aged man sat opposite her, while the soldiers dispersed and went to patrol the villa.

"Ms. Sanjis, you seem to be having a bad time recently?"

The middle-aged man looked at Sanjis for a while before speaking in a steady voice.

Sanjis didn't know how to answer and just remained silent.

But the person on the other side was not dissatisfied and continued:

"Don't be afraid. I won't hurt you, poor child. You've suffered so much that you don't deserve to suffer, but it's all over now."

"What do you mean? And who are you?" Sangjisi asked, trying to suppress his fear.

"As you can see, I'm an officer." The middle-aged man pointed to the metal badge on his right chest.

Only then did Sangjisi notice such an obvious feature. She was so nervous just now that she didn't dare to look at the other person for more than a few seconds.

"Then why did you look for me, sir? I am just a lowly person..."

Before Sanjisi could finish, the middle-aged man interrupted sternly: "Please don't use such words to describe yourself, Miss Sanjisi. This is absolutely not what should be used to describe you."

Sanjith nodded reluctantly.

"Ugh……"

The middle-aged man sighed, "My coming here is also a mission. I won't say much else. I have a good and respectable job here, in the main city of Battersea, which is prepared for you. I also have a house, also in the main city of Battersea, for your brother Mr. Dylan. You can move in and live with him temporarily."

After hearing these words, Sanjis was completely stunned. She couldn't understand why such a change happened.

"Sir, why... I mean... this all happened so suddenly, I'm a little..."

Sanjith was incoherent and blushed.

"I know that anyone would be at a loss if this happened to them, but please don't think too much about it. This is a relative of yours taking care of you."

After the middle-aged man finished speaking, he waited patiently for Sanjith to digest it.

The latter wanted to ask more clarification, but the middle-aged man could no longer reveal more and only asked whether he wanted to take the carriage they had prepared to go to the port.

They wouldn't let Sanjisi do that kind of work anymore, and Sanjisi could see that.

She was willing and had no choice but to get on the carriage leaving the main city of Mark.