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In the woods outside Bayek, workers who were working suddenly noticed a huge shadow flash by.

They looked up, but saw nothing.

The elf priest Zhou frowned and looked at the white-robed high priest beside him.

The latter murmured: "What a powerful dragon..."

Just after she finished speaking, the giant dragon she mentioned had already landed gently in the town of Bayek.

It was right in front of Glenn's house.

A giant red claw reached out to Glenn's door and tapped lightly on the wooden door with one nail.

Half a minute later, the door was opened. The elf in maid costume opened the door and saw a huge red dragon squatting on the street at a glance.

The overwhelming momentum and visual impact made the elf stunned.

"Hello, I'm Red Witt, a visitor from Dragon Island. Is Mr. Glenn home?"

The dragon said in a very polite voice.

But this voice seemed to make the ground shake slightly.

The elf Deng Ruier, who served as Glenn's butler, rubbed his ears subconsciously, but realized that it might be a bit rude, so he put them down and said to the dragon:

"Wait a moment, Mr. Redwitt...?"

She wasn't sure of the dragon's gender.

Red Witt just nodded, indicating that there was nothing wrong with Deng Ruier's address.

So the elf butler immediately ran to the basement and called up Glenn, who was concentrating on his research.

When he heard that it was a giant dragon looking for him, he was a little confused.

When he reached the door, he also saw the dragon and was sure that he had never seen one before.

"Are you Glenn? Hello, I'm Red Weite. The elf should have told you just now."

The giant dragon lowered its head and said in a seemingly equal posture.

"Red Wetter? Are you the brother of the white dragonborn? You don't seem to have much blood relationship."

When the elf went down to find him just now, he might have been too nervous, so he didn't say the dragon's name, otherwise Glenn would have known it.

"That's true. The mother who raised me is not my biological mother, but my brother's."

The dragon was blunt.

Glenn nodded to show that he understood. Recalling the conflict with the white dragonborn at the last birthday party, he continued to ask:

"So you came to me because of your brother? You want to give him a fight?"

The dragon shook his head. "On the contrary, I came to apologize. I already know everything that happened at the birthday party. It was my brother who made trouble first. You can teach him a lesson. I know you have held back. Although as an older brother I should stand up for my brother, I just have feelings for the mother who raised me. I don't like this brother very much."

"As a red dragon, you are very different from what I have learned."

Glenn was really curious. Among all the giant dragons in this world, the red dragon was the most violent and greedy, and this was described in many materials.

But the one in front of me, no matter how I looked at it, its words and actions didn't seem like what a red dragon should do.

"A lot of people ask me this question." Red Vitt didn't seem surprised at all that Glenn would ask this question. "Indeed, I have had bad genes in my body since I was born, but this doesn't guarantee that my personality will change in the direction guided by these bad genes. This only requires me to go through some things, things that a dragon will never forget."

"It only takes one bad day to completely change a person, and it seems the same is true for dragons," Glenn agreed.

“You summed it up very well.”

"You came here just to apologize?"

"Actually, I came here to visit the Black Crows and their spouses, and to apologize. Now it's time for me to go visit my old friend. Goodbye, Mr. Glenn."

The dragon just turned around and headed towards the depths of the town on all fours. Glenn asked again:

"Can't you be smaller? How inconvenient is this?"

The dragon did not stop and said, "This is the smallest form I can transform into."

Glenn actually wanted to ask if the dragon could transform into a human form, but now it seems that it cannot.

The smallest form is estimated to be more than 20 meters, so how big would it be when it turns back? ... Glenn thought so, closed the door and returned to the basement.

A few days ago, he suddenly received several invitations to dance parties, almost all of which were from unfamiliar noble ladies, which made Glenn puzzled.

Later, someone claiming to be a noble butler came to invite him directly. After asking, he found out that those invitation letters were written by fans of his books.

They loved the story about the mermaid very much and admired Glenn, who wrote the story, and wanted to see it with their own eyes.

Glenn didn't want to go to any dance party where there would be people he didn't know. The thought of sitting there and listening to their flattery was excruciating.

He firmly declined those people's invitations and stayed at home, waiting for the storm to pass.

Now he is studying the magic generator, thinking that after the lizardman named Sore perfects the electric light, he will install it at home first.

He still knew some things about circuits, and he still remembered what he learned in high school clearly. The only thing he lacked was a machine that could provide stable electricity.

It might be difficult for him to invent the simplest generator in his previous life, but he is now a magician with some basic knowledge of magic, so it is naturally much easier for him to make a magic generator.

After the giant dragon left, he hadn't been in the basement for long when the elf butler jumped down again and said:

"Mr. Glenn, Miss Pernas wants to see you."

Glenn said without looking up, "Just say I'm not here."

Deng Ruier was stunned. Elves don't like to lie, but since it was Glenn's request, she could only do it.

The basement fell silent again.

After a while, Deng Ruier came down again and said, "Mr. Glenn, the human lady said she will wait for you to come back at your house."

Glenn sighed, put down what he was doing, and climbed up the stairs leading up.

The blonde noble lady was sitting in the living room of Glenn's house with an expressionless face.

Hearing the noise, she looked in the direction of the sound and saw Glenn appear. She immediately stood up in surprise and was about to say something, but then she put away her expression and put on her usual arrogant look and said:

"Glenn, I now formally invite you to attend the dance to be held at my house in two days. Here is the invitation."

As he spoke, he took out an invitation with a special mark on it with his white gauze-gloved hands and handed it to Glenn.

Although she wanted to speak more gently, this would make her feel embarrassed, so she could only express her sincerity while remaining proud.

Glenn stared at the invitation with dead eyes, then looked at the blonde girl who looked like she was waiting for him to happily accept it, and said:

"Is this the reason you're so persistent?"

Pernas frowned and looked at Glenn, "Yeah? Any problem?"

Glenn folded his hands, "Did you listen to the instructions of other noble ladies?"

"No!" Pernas immediately retorted, "I just want to invite you to participate!"

"I do not want to go."

Glenn turned away and refused to accept the invitation.

The blonde lady got a little anxious, picked up her skirt and chased after Glenn, stopping him and saying:

"Why?! Do you dislike me so much?"

"Little girl, I'm very busy!" Glenn gritted his teeth and mischievously ruffled Pernas' carefully combed hair.