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Trying to squeeze forward, Glenn still couldn't move. The density of the crowd was too high. Unless he flew into the Magic Temple, he might not be able to visit it today.

Just when I was worrying, the crowd suddenly let out a thunderous roar.

Glenn looked up at the sky and saw a light blue, silk-like band of light passing across the sky, scattering countless stars.

"Her Royal Highness the Second Princess! It's Her Royal Highness the Second Princess! She's back!"

"After all these years! I can finally see her again! She must be as beautiful as she was back then!"

"Catch it! This is a blessing from the princess!"

These climaxed and even crazy people used their greatest strength to reach out and catch the scattered stars, as if they were a gift from God.

Glenn was speechless as he was pushed around by these people. He felt that he should not have come here.

He could only look up at the platform through the countless gaps between his arms. The figure dragging the light belt landed lightly on the ground, and the other important figures stood up and saluted.

She was a woman who was obviously beautiful just by looking at her figure. She wore an ornament on her head that looked like a crown and a helmet. Her long flowing silver hair was not sure if it was naturally extremely light or if it was due to other factors that made it flutter in the wind.

It is either pure white or silver with a metallic luster.

The clothes she wore were also extremely beautiful and suited her temperament. She had a silver shoulder armor on her right shoulder and silver arm guards on both arms. You couldn't see armor on her chest, but it seemed that there was also armor.

However, these fragmented silver armors are combined with a light blue dress, and the light strips are actually connected to the back of the skirt. The front part of the skirt cannot be seen due to the angle.

But even so, Glenn was deeply amazed. It seemed as if the second princess had her own filter, making the surrounding environment brighter.

It felt so unreal... Glenn enhanced his vision and discovered even more interesting details.

There were flowing light particles on the second princess's clothes. From the magic knowledge that she knew, this seemed to be a unique external manifestation of overly powerful magic.

Oh my god! This outfit is a magical item! It's worth a lot of money... Bah, why do you always think about money? This thing is priceless... Glenn criticized himself in his heart.

At this time, the crowd gradually quieted down, as if waiting for the second princess to greet them.

The other party did not disappoint this group of people. After speaking briefly to the big shot above, she turned her gaze to the sea of ​​people below.

The moment she turned around, that unforgettable, unrealistically beautiful face completely silenced the crowd.

What is even more peculiar is the princess’ eyes, which are like the clearest mirror in the world, accommodating everything.

Glenn had a feeling that the other person was looking at him, which was much clearer than the previous two times, but Glenn was very sure that the other person was definitely not looking at him alone.

He knew it was an illusion caused by some kind of magic.

This princess must have a lot of special features. How can a beautiful person be so beautiful as to create special effects? But it is indeed a visual enjoyment... Glenn was analyzing when he heard heavenly music coming from above.

"My dear people, please enjoy today."

After the second princess finished speaking, the scene remained quiet.

Only when she sat down at the upper seat did the crowd's wild cheers sweep across the entire venue like a raging wave.

Glenn couldn't stand it anymore and thought of a way to grab these unconscious people and manually switch their positions, moving forward one by one.

Those whose positions were replaced by Glenn didn't care about the change in their positions at all.

There seemed to be a strange noise coming from the stage above, which was not very obvious amid the noisy voices. Glenn knew that the magic show must have begun.

But he was in no mood to watch.

After exchanging places with countless people, he finally saw the stairs.

In addition to the super wide staircase in the middle, there are actually many small doors on both sides for entry. Glenn saw sparse figures entering and exiting those small doors, so he quickly squeezed out of the crowd, stepped over the guardrail, and walked up.

A magician who was maintaining law and order saw Glenn and wanted to stop him, but Glenn took out his invitation card in time.

The magician then stopped.

Walking into one of the small doors, I found that the corridor was extremely wide, and the walls were as smooth as mirrors, and were illuminated by magic lights, making it transparent and bright.

After walking along the corridor for a while, you will see a floating magic signpost. Following the instructions on the icon, Glenn soon arrived at a hall of the Magic Temple.

On the platform outside.

The white-haired old man suddenly stood up. His three-meter height was extremely oppressive. He looked at the second princess who was watching the performance with her chin propped up in the upper seat, and saluted like a knight.

"Your Highness, please excuse me for a moment."

The princess turned her unrealistically beautiful face towards him and said softly, "Old Marshal, please do as you please."

With a slight bow, the old man left his seat and walked towards the Magic Temple.

Fate instinctively wanted to follow, but the old man just raised his hand, indicating that he didn't need to follow.

Fate stopped moving, his eyes looked a little lost, but he still stayed where he was obediently.

As the extremely majestic figure gradually moved away, the voice of Her Royal Highness the Princess suddenly came from the side:

"Chief Instructor Fate seems very lost?"

Turning around, I saw the second princess's puzzled look.

"No, Your Highness, you are overthinking it." Fate maintained an expressionless face and stood back in his original position.

"Chief Instructor Fate, please sit down. How can we guys feel comfortable standing like this?"

A man in fancy clothes with deep blue pupils advised.

However, Fate did not respond, so the man had to shut up in embarrassment.

……

Henry and his father Durant walked hurriedly in a corridor of the Magic Temple.

"Did you really see that kid named Glenn appear here?"

"Yes! Father, I will never admit my mistake!"

"Very good. Now that there are few people in the temple and no one will come to help him, I will make him apologize to you!"

"That's not enough! He stepped on my face! I want to step on his face too!"

"can!"

After all, he is Daoof's apprentice, so he can't go too far, otherwise Durant doesn't know what will happen.

The father and son talked like this, and did not use magic to speed up their journey, for fear of attracting too much attention. Even a passing magic servant would deliberately avoid them, appearing to be extremely guilty.

Arriving at an inner hall, Henry stood on the railing of the corridor and looked down. He immediately found the target and called out in a low voice:

"Father, look! He's in the magic practice field! We're going down right now!"

Durant also looked down and saw Glenn, but the moment he looked away, he suddenly realized something and immediately grabbed his son's hair and pulled it back hard.

"What are you doing? Father?" Henry cried in pain, but he was more angry that his father had messed up his hair.

"Shut up!" Durant glared at his son and motioned him to look in the other direction.

Henry turned his head in confusion and suddenly saw a tall figure with his hands folded, staring at the magic practice field below. People passing by subconsciously cast a awed look at him.

"That's...that's...the old marshal?"