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Just when Henry was about to fight Glenn desperately, a strong hand lifted him up.

"You've really made me lose face!"

This familiar voice immediately made Henry shrink his body. He looked at the person who lifted him up, his face full of grievance.

"Father, I..."

"No need to say more! Explain it to me when you get back!"

The man Henry called father looked very fierce, with rough skin on his face, eyes as sharp as a hawk, wearing a brown robe and had a tall stature.

"Mr. Durant, please keep a close eye on your son." A female magician in red said in a businesslike manner.

The moment she discovered the conflict, she used magic to notify the man named Durant.

"Don't you see that it's my son who's injured?! That kid doesn't have to take responsibility!?"

Durant pointed at Glenn and shouted angrily.

However, Glenn made a tsk sound and was not afraid at all because of the aura of a level 5 magician emanating from Durant.

"Mr. Durant, once the law enforcement officers arrive, they will give a fair explanation. We have learned the cause of the incident from Modi's clone. It was Master Henry who occupied Mr. Glenn's house first."

The female magician explained expressionlessly.

Durant looked at the woman in front of him and said, "I will file a lawsuit with the association."

“That’s your right.”

Then the so-called law enforcers arrived at the scene. They were all wearing black uniforms and holding strange magic wands in their hands. After briefly learning the details, they made the two pay a painless fine on the grounds that both of them were wrong.

In fact, Glenn saw that the law enforcers knew they couldn't afford to offend either side, so they made such a ruling.

They knew that only a fifth-level magician could apply for Glenn's card.

Henry was obviously not accepting this result at all, and he pulled at the law enforcer's clothes like a child, but the words Glenn left when he turned around made his head smoke.

"I advise you to be kind, Master Henry, or I might accidentally take your life next time."

"You said you wanted to kill me! Don't go! Speak clearly!" Henry's face was redder than a monkey's butt due to anger.

"Enough!" Durant couldn't bear it anymore and used tough measures to pull his son away.

Some of the people watching the fun were the fans of this young master Henry. Henry's performance just now was really disappointing.

In the hearts of these fans, Henry is a cool, powerful and talented magician. However, he just lost his composure like a spoiled child, and the image of him in their hearts completely collapsed.

"I didn't expect Master Henry to be such a person. It's so disappointing."

"I still had the vision of him beating up that kid, but that's obviously not going to happen."

The crowd gradually dispersed.

Afterwards, this incident spread very quickly among a circle of young magicians.

And Henry became a joke among many people.

"Why did that guy occupy my room? Is this place special?"

Glenn asked the card man after returning to his residence.

"This isn't the first time Master Henry has done this. Normally, others let him do what he wants. There's no need to be surprised."

……

In an older magic spire, a group of magicians around twenty years old were experimenting with magic in the magic practice room.

Suddenly a figure flew into the practice room and hit a male magician who was casting a spell.

The latter uttered a scream and rolled down with the oncoming person, and the magic that he was about to release hit an unknown place.

"Big news! Big news! Henry got beaten up!"

The one who rushed into the magic practice room was a young boy, who stood up and shouted.

His words completely attracted everyone's attention, and even the victim on the ground forgot to get angry.

"What's going on!? Tell me now!"

"Who beat Henry? Could it be his father?"

Amid the chaotic chatter, the young man clapped his hands vigorously to signal for silence, and then he said:

"I was helping Rolinde just now, and suddenly I heard a commotion in the distance, so I went to take a look, and saw Henry being stepped on by a strange young guy. Henry was crying!"

"How could it be!? Henry is a third-level magician! Is the guy you are talking about even more talented than Henry? Is he also a third-level magician?"

"Who cares who he is? I've been annoyed with Henry for a long time! He acts so high and mighty all the time and treats us like garbage! He thinks he's so noble."

Just as everyone was discussing heatedly, a loud laugh was heard from the side.

The discussion stopped and everyone looked over and saw that it was a female magician.

"Basionia, your brother was beaten, why are you smiling so happily?"

The young man asked in confusion.

This laughing female magician is Henry's sister. She is usually very introverted and has a weak presence. Even though she has a brilliant brother, it is easy for people to ignore her.

Hearing the question, Basionia just waved his hand, gently wiped away the tears of laughter, and said: "Nothing, it's just that I hate Henry too."

……

After two days of comfortable play, Glenn finally waited for the day when the event began.

As soon as you go out, you can hear all kinds of noisy sounds. There are many colorful bridges in the sky, leading to the magic temple in the center of the city.

"The magic open class officially starts in the afternoon. I suggest you visit Magic Spire No. 192 during this time. The research there is all cutting-edge content, which will be very helpful for your future studies."

The card man flew in front of Glenn and showed him a route map.

These days, Glenn has told Modi the main purpose of his coming here. The latter also agrees with Glenn's love of learning, so he made this recommendation now.

"Okay, let's go."

Glenn didn't hesitate.

Glenn originally wanted to lead the big deer out and continue his journey, but when he saw the deer lying in the stable and snoring, he gave up the idea.

It would be troublesome to bring his mount to the destination and then have to put it there. Since the distance was not too far, he went there on foot.

A group of children holding flowers in front saw that someone didn't have flowers in their hands, so they came forward and gave them flowers and said something.

Glenn couldn't hear clearly because it was too noisy around him, but soon a little girl noticed him, came up to him with a smile, and handed him a small goose yellow flower.

After Glenn took it, he made a circle with his hands and said, "May the flower god bless you, sir."

"Oh..." Before Glenn could think of how to answer, the little girl walked away with a silver bell-like laughter.

"Flower God..." Looking at the flowers in his hand, Glenn tried to recall the relevant information, but he only remembered the name.

"Every year at the annual magic conference, the flower god is praised. This is a very old tradition. Holding the flowers in your hands, you will feel that the flower god is always protecting you at this conference."

Seeing Glenn looking thoughtful, the card man on the side explained.

"I do feel something." Glenn sensed it carefully and really had the illusion of being embraced by someone. His mood also inexplicably improved a lot.