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"Excuse me, what can I do for you? I'm the owner of this shop."

Glenn spoke a little louder, attracting the attention of people coming into the store.

The young man who was drinking looked at Glenn, seemed to react for a long time, and then mobilized the fighting spirit in his body to force the alcohol out of his body.

After he was fully awake, he stood up with a smile and said:

"Is this Mr. Glenn? I am the fifth prince of the Kingdom of Zen. I came here because of your story."

As soon as these words were spoken, the employees here gasped.

They guessed that the person who came was of high status, but they didn't expect him to be so big.

Hearing this, Glenn looked the young man up and down, "Why do you look much older than the third princess?"

The fifth prince's smile froze and he scratched his head. "I grow up fast, and I often train outdoors, so I look more mature."

Seeing that the other party was so polite despite his noble status, Glenn didn't want to destroy this harmonious atmosphere, so he reluctantly said politely:

"Fifth Prince, if you have anything to say, just tell me. You are really hindering my business."

The fifth prince was not used to dealing with someone as straightforward as Glenn. In the past, he would waste a lot of time on small talk when talking to other nobles.

But it's okay this way. He coughed twice and said, "It's like this. My brother Gal will host a grand ball for Miss Illya, the most beautiful flower in the capital, at the Royal Theater in a few weeks.

"My brother wanted to invite the great musician Master Dangome, but he said he would not go. After many attempts, Master Dangome said, 'If you can invite Mr. Glenn, the father of fairy tales, I will promise to go to your ridiculous ball and write a song.' So I came."

"Well, so you didn't plan to invite me from the beginning, right?" Glenn held his hands up, looking very unhappy.

The fifth prince quickly explained: "Please don't misunderstand! Mr. Glenn, we certainly planned to invite you, but Master Dangome has not been able to do it, so it has been delayed. Now we are here to invite you first."

Glenn scratched his ears and said, "Who knows if what you said is true? You don't need to explain. I only know that my going to your party will seriously waste my time. Not only will I lose money, but I will also lose time to create and find inspiration. This is the most important thing!"

"Mr. Glenn! This ball is really important to my brother. We are the royal family! We will definitely not treat you unfairly! Your appearance fee is the highest! And..."

The fifth prince put forward many conditions that sounded very tempting.

Glenn sat there, playing with a wine glass, and asked with genuine curiosity, "Appearance fee? What appearance fee?"

The fifth prince paused, then showed joy, "Your appearance fee is 200 gold coins! And there are also VIP consumption cards for the royal industries in the capital!..."

Glenn didn't bother to listen and just put forward a condition:

“I can attend, but I won’t create there, and I need plenty of free space.”

"That's absolutely no problem, as long as you're there!" The fifth prince agreed readily.

Seeing this reaction, Glenn knew that he was just invited by chance. If the music master hadn't said it, he would not have been invited at all.

But it doesn't matter. If you don't take the advantage, you'll lose money.

After seeing off the royal convoy, the shop's business went on as usual.

It's just more lively than ever, with most people coming to inquire about what just happened.

Glenn had covered his appearance when he arrived, so no one recognized him.

Unless there is someone you know in the crowd.

……

The royal capital, the Zen Kingdom branch of the Knights Templar.

As the birthplace of all the knights of the Kingdom of Zen, the scenery here is as magnificent and prosperous as the royal palace and castle.

Deep inside the temple, five floors underground.

A handsome and high-spirited young knight is being baptized by light.

A statue of a goddess holding the sun in her hands casts holy light on the young knight's entire body.

A knight's sword was inserted into a specific groove. The young knight held the hilt of the sword with both hands, half-kneeling, with his head down, eyes closed, and a focused expression on feeling something.

Finally, the divine light shining on him went out, and the young knight gently opened his eyes.

"Congratulations, Sword of Divine Light, you are the fastest advancing knight in history. You are already a true sixth-level knight. The great light has recognized you. Stand up and become the great Knight King! That is not a dream for you!"

Three old men in strange clothes walked out, holding unknown books in their hands, and spoke in excited voices.

The young knight known as the Sword of Divine Light stood up in response, and the sharp aura that he had originally exuded was completely restrained, but it seemed that an even more turbulent force was compressed in his body, like an unfathomable quiet pool.

The knight felt the power in his body, but did not show much ecstasy on his face. He just let out a breath.

He turned to the three old men and asked:

"How many underground floors can I reach with my current authority?"

It seemed that they had not expected that the other party would be concerned about this first after his promotion. The three old men looked at each other in bewilderment, but still replied:

"You can now go to the seventh underground floor, and you can take whatever you want from there."

The young knight seemed to be lost in thought, and no one knew what he was thinking about.

"Knight, you have now caught up with the Second Princess. Isn't this worth rejoicing?"

An old man suddenly asked.

The Sword of Divine Glory came out of his contemplative state and replied, "If I want to achieve higher achievements, I cannot afford to slack off in the slightest, let alone become complacent!"

He said it very seriously, without any false modesty at all.

This made the three old men even more appreciative.

"Okay, now that you have become a level six knight, you still have a lot to do. The Knights Templar will assign you tasks that will be helpful for your promotion. It's best to adapt quickly."

An old man reminded.

"I understand, but I want to go to the sixth or seventh underground floor to take a look first." The Sword of Divine Light replied.

The three old men were not surprised and told him to do as he pleased.

Then the Sword of Divine Light moved towards the passage leading to the next level.

The sealed door that was not originally open to him opened automatically.

The young knight suppressed his slightly excited heart and walked in.

On the sixth underground floor, he went straight to the showroom where the props were displayed and looked at each display stand very carefully.

But it seemed that what he was looking for was not there, so he went straight to the seventh floor.

He always pretended to be unhappy, and he didn't know who he was doing it for.

When I reached the seventh floor, I went to the exhibition hall and carefully looked at every display stand.

Still nothing was found.

Damn it! It's not even this deep!? Could it be that the thing doesn't exist in this kingdom? ...The Radiant Knight frowned as he stood in the exhibition hall.

"Newly promoted level six knights, please gather in the main hall!"

A majestic voice suddenly echoed throughout the hall. The Sword of Divine Light knew that it was being called, so it sighed and left the underground.

……