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While eating, the table was silent at first, with only the sound of cutlery clinking and chewing.

Both Leila and the Elf Butler have lively personalities, but now they are unwilling to speak because they are not the protagonists.

"Dylan, I heard you became a magician?"

Finally, Sanjis couldn't stand the weird atmosphere anymore and broke the silence.

"Yes, I am now a first-level magician." Glenn nodded, but did not tell the truth.

Sanjisi put a piece of fried meat into his mouth, chewed it and swallowed it, then paused and said:

"I didn't believe it when Dany mentioned it in the letter. Can you show it to me?"

She looked at Glenn with a fragile anticipation in her eyes.

Glenn didn't say anything, but just snapped his fingers, causing a little blue light to appear around his palm, moving as Glenn moved.

Some tips on how to use the magic of flowing light.

Sanjis looked at the light flickering around Glenn's palm, as if he saw a future to look forward to, and couldn't help but smile and said:

"Good, that's great, Dylan is a magician now."

But before Glenn could finish his humble words, the other party added:

"But stop playing around, and you'll have a better future."

"I'm not playing around. A successful person like me is busy every day, okay?" Glenn smiled bitterly.

"Yes, Mr. Glenn is definitely a very down-to-earth person, I can vouch for that."

Leila assured.

"I can guarantee this. Mr. Glenn spends every day studying magic besides work. He is really obsessed with it."

The elf butler said with a friendly smile.

"That would be best, because the Dylan I know is a man who has no ambition at all."

Sanjis' words were a reminder.

Then she added: "But now you changed your name, is it to separate yourself from the past? If so, it seems that I can see your determination."

In a way, you're right... Glenn tasted the bread with the sauce and didn't answer.

After another silence, Sangis spoke again, and this time the target was the elf Deng Ruier:

"Miss Elf, are you the maid hired by Dylan? It would be dangerous to appear in the human kingdom like this, right?"

The elf butler put down the tableware gracefully, wiped his mouth, and said:

"It's safe here. Mr. Glenn will protect us. We are not worried."

"You guys?" Sangjisi keenly noticed the personal pronouns used by the other party.

"Yes, you heard me right, she is not the only elf on my staff."

Glenn took over and said.

Sanjis's mind was a little confused, and hesitantly asked:

"But why would the elves be willing to work for you? Aren't they all..."

She didn't say the word "arrogant" at the end, after all, there was a real person at the scene.

"This is a misunderstanding of our people. As long as you treat us with sincerity, we are willing to serve you."

Deng Ruier said it very naturally, without feeling that there was anything wrong.

Glenn on the side blushed a little, thinking that he should be considered to be treating them with sincerity.

"Is that so? I have a very stereotyped impression of you."

Sanjith apologized immediately.

"It's okay. I can see that you are a kind lady, just like Mr. Glenn."

Deng Ruier did not mean to blame at all.

After eating, Leila was about to leave.

Glenn asked Yehou to send the other party back.

When Sanjis saw the huge Night Howler, he was almost scared to the ground. Glenn just told him that it was a magic pet and there was no danger.

It took the latter a while to accept it reluctantly.

The main reason why Sanjis came to visit Glenn this time was to understand his living conditions, so she asked Glenn to take her to visit his farm and shop.

There was no choice but to do as Glenn asked.

First take the other person to see your farm.

This time, the elves were not asked to hide deliberately, they just locked up the larvae of the strange beasts.

Looking at those fat and strong livestock, Sangjis's face was full of smiles.

Dunrel also followed and told the other elves about Sangis's identity.

Suddenly, all the elves looked at Sanjis differently.

The high priest even found an opportunity to talk to Sangjis directly, and soon they became good friends.

Gotaya leaned over to Glenn and whispered, "Is that really your sister?"

Glenn glanced at Gotaya, "Yeah, what's the problem?"

"Why is she so ordinary?"

Gotaya asked seriously.

Glenn raised his eyebrows and glanced at the elf lady, "Yeah, what's so strange about this?"

"I just thought that someone like you must have powerful relatives too."

"That disappoints you, but all my brothers and sisters were normal people...at least until we separated."

Glenn couldn't guarantee it. Now he could only be sure that Danny and Sanjis had no special abilities, and he hadn't seen their other relatives yet, so he had no way of knowing.

The original owner's brother and sister seemed to have been taken away by their grandfather. They should be in school now and probably won't be exposed to extraordinary things. As for the eldest brother, he is now a factory owner, so it's hard to say...

While thinking about this, Glenn heard Gotaya ask again:

"Does she know your kung fu?"

Glenn looked at Sangjis who was talking to the Elf High Priest at the moment, and said calmly: "She won't. Also, you'd better not say anything you shouldn't say in front of her, understand?"

"I see."

……

Platinum City.

In this cold season, the city is busy preparing for the upcoming annual magic meeting.

The reason why this city is called the Magic City is that almost ninety-nine percent of its residents are magicians.

This also gives the city a different landscape.

There are few common medieval Gothic buildings, almost all of which have been replaced by magic spires of various sizes. The very center of the city is the kingdom's largest existing super magic temple, which is the headquarters of the Magicians' Alliance.

A magnificent view can be seen here. All the snowflakes that fall here will drift out of the city under the pull of some force.

Standing in the city and looking up, it's as if the world is vertical.

So there is no snow on the streets and buildings.

The staff and law enforcers who were organizing the event were busy using magic in the area constructed by the great magicians.

Various magical runes and formations are engraved into each building and prop.

Everything is full of festive atmosphere.

On a tall magic spire that was the command center of a grand event, there was an old magician with a very high hairline and wrinkles all over his face.

He looked at the busy people below, then looked up at the magical creatures that were also running around in the air. Suddenly, he jumped off the spire, and with the help of a gust of wind, he entered an open window of the spire.

Passing through the various figures moving about in the room, he walked up a spiral staircase and opened his own little room.

"Haven't you contacted Prince Morogen yet?"

The old magician asked as he entered the room.

A short, furry creature sitting on the desk put down the documents in his hand and said, "I can't get any response. Perhaps Prince Morogen has left the kingdom. God knows where he has gone."