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Pernas angrily slapped Glenn's hand away, quickly straightened his hair, glared at Glenn and said:

"It's just for one day. How much time can it take up?"

"That's one day! I can do a lot in one day, and you little brat don't understand."

Glenn wanted to bypass her and go back to his research, but the blonde lady took a light step away and still blocked him.

"I'm seventeen years old! I'm not some kid! Just go! Otherwise the dance will be boring!"

Pernas yelled.

"Would it be fun if I went? It's a dance party. I can't dance. Besides, I don't know anyone else except you. What can I do there?"

"The ball is very interesting! You'll know when you go! And who says I'm the only one you know there? Leila and the others will go too! This ball is hosted by my mother to welcome a big shot passing by. There will be many delicious foods you've never tasted before! You'll regret it if you don't go!"

The little girl's face turned slightly red, obviously she was anxious.

"But I really..." Glenn had only said halfway when he saw the usually proud blonde lady's eyes sparkling with tears.

This made Glenn stop talking, and he could only sigh and say, "Okay, I'll go and take a look, and I will definitely leave halfway when the time comes."

The blonde rubbed her eyes and said angrily, "You're so annoying! You had to make me cry before you agreed..."

"You can't blame me for this..." Glenn said as he took the invitation from the other party.

Glenn then ordered Nightroar to send Pernas back.

He found that the little girl had actually walked here alone, without anyone accompanying her.

No wonder Glenn noticed a stain on the other person's skirt when they first met.

After carefully looking at the invitation, Glenn placed it on the table and returned to the basement to continue his research.

……

In the manor that originally belonged to Chanis.

Mrs. Ania was talking to a blue-skinned lady from another race.

The manor was originally sold to a wealthy businessman, but when Mrs. Anaya found out about it, she bought the manor herself.

After all, he was a noble, so he bought it at almost the same price as a wealthy businessman.

Originally, Mrs. Aniya was not in a hurry to buy it, but when she learned that an old friend from another country was about to pass through the area, she needed a venue luxurious enough to receive the guest.

This concerns the dignity of the nobility and should not be underestimated.

The foreign lady who was talking to her now was Veronica, one of the envoys from the northern ice and snow continent, the Kingdom of Winter.

The Kingdom of Zen is the human kingdom closest to the Kingdom of Winter, and the two countries have been friends for a hundred years, so Annia had the opportunity to meet Veronica and become close friends.

They talked about their experiences over the years and the atmosphere was extremely harmonious.

At this time, a blue-skinned boy wearing an inverted trapezoidal hat came in with a blue-skinned girl of about seven or eight years old. Before they came to Veronica, they shouted:

"Veronica! Where's Pernas? Why isn't she at the manor?"

"She might be out playing, taking her sister out to play by herself. Aniya and I still have a lot to talk about."

Veronica waved her hand, ignoring the two children.

The two children just responded and left the room again.

"Aren't they your children?" Anya asked curiously.

When she was welcoming the delegation, she saw the two children following Veronica and thought they were the other party's children.

"No, they are both the children of that fallen man." Veronica said in a low voice.

"The Fallen? Are you talking about the Sky Knight who betrayed the Kingdom of Winter?" Anya seemed to have thought of it and also lowered her voice.

"Yes, she was a very good girl, but she happened to meet that evil guy, Chernosalk, and was bewitched by him. In the end, she ended up with a tragic death."

When Anya heard the name Chenosark, a trace of fear flashed across her face.

The owner of this name is an extremely handsome man, who is said to have the legendary succubus bloodline. He likes to use his appearance to seduce women in order to achieve his goals.

And Chernosark once bewitched a sky knight from the Kingdom of Winter and got him to provide him with a lot of confidential information about the Kingdom of Winter.

When he finally achieved his goal, he abandoned the Sky Knight, even though he already had his child.

Perhaps out of guilt, the Sky Knight chose to commit suicide, leaving behind two babies who could not survive on their own.

"But why did you adopt these two children? If they are really Chernosark's children, doesn't that mean they also have succubus blood? What if they become..."

Even though Anya didn't say the rest, Veronica understood what she meant.

"In fact, I won't hide it from you. That Fallen One was my student. I couldn't bear to see her two children die like that, so I adopted them. Through my connections, I concealed the existence of these two children and just said that I adopted them from the wild. As for when they grew up... I don't think anyone is born evil."

The fact that she was willing to share even such a secret matter with Mrs. Anya was enough to show how much Veronica trusted her.

"I hope you are right..."

That's all Aniya could say.

In another room lived two other members of the delegation.

A knight in ice-blue armor, and an old man with a long beard floating in the air.

"I heard that there was a demon invasion here, but I can't find any trace." The knight said, waving the knight's sword in his hand.

"Your old problem has come back again. Did this journey leave a psychological trauma on you? Blue Heart Knight."

The old man floating in the air seemed to be meditating and spoke lightly.

"I think you are also angry about the attitude of the dwarf king, right? Master Fortune Teller, I really don't know how such a rude and unreasonable race survived until now? The king's plan to make friends with the dwarfs is stupid. God, please give me one or two demons to vent my anger! Otherwise, I'm going crazy!"

"The dwarf can drive you crazy with just words. That is truly the most deadly weapon. It shows that your chivalry is still not perfect."

The old man's tone remained calm.

"Except for Veronica, I think all of you are pretending to be calm. I saw you almost crush the divination ball several times on the way."

The knight said bluntly.

This time the old man did not answer.

The knight continued, "At least we are meeting the king of the Kingdom of Zen. That great king is much kinder. His words always make people happy. Even the ministers speak nicely, not like the damn dwarves who are noisy!"