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The soul is heavy? It must not be heavy in the physical sense. This is the special feature of me as a time traveler. Let me hear what she says... Glenn was thoughtful after hearing what Maggie said.

"Can you explain it in detail? Maggie, I never knew there was such a saying among your soul-guiding tribe?"

The old magician asked Glenn what he wanted to ask.

Maggie thought for a moment and said, "His soul is like a pollution source of infinite purity. Any power that approaches his soul will be assimilated and decomposed. This is what I feel."

Although Maggie had explained it to the best of her ability, it was still not clear to the two outsiders.

But Maggie didn't plan to explain any further, as she was not the talkative type.

After waiting for no response from the Gray Light Mage, the woman with makeup on her face shouted in dissatisfaction:

"Graylight Mage, my demon soul!"

The old magician then remembered that the woman in front of him was here to collect a debt, so he assured her:

"I just got back. I promise, in just two days, I will give you the Demon Soul! I swear now!"

Maggie deadpanned.

The old magician immediately read out a rigorous oath.

Glenn could see powerful contractual forces appear and disappear.

After thinking for a long time, Maggie left without saying a word, but soon came back.

As the two people in the room looked at each other with doubt, the woman said to Glenn solemnly:

"Sir, I am leaving."

He left after saying that, and this time he didn't look back.

"She wasn't so polite when she came here before." The old magician muttered.

"Maybe she simply hates you." Glenn said with a smile.

"Maybe." Graylight Mage shrugged.

"Okay, don't you have something else to say? Keep it brief. My time is precious."

The two sat down and picked up the original topic again.

"What I want to talk about now," the old magician raised his hand and made a demonstration gesture, "is about this place, the town of Bayek. You must have lived here for a while. How much do you know about it?"

Glenn turned his head and glanced out the window, then said, with emphasis:

"It originated before the Plague God Era. The mayor manages this place. Old residents are not allowed to go out, and new residents like quietness..."

After listening patiently, the Gray Light Mage sighed as if mocking himself, "How can I express my envy? Although I settled here a long time ago, it still took me a hundred years to learn the information you said."

"You just lacked an opportunity to meet the old townspeople. I was lucky enough to meet them."

Glenn said modestly.

The old magician looked up at Glenn and said, "Which old townsman do you know? Is he a blacksmith?"

Glenn shook his head, "No, her name is Sisili, and she seems to be a ghost."

"Ghost... is it her..." The old magician fell into reminiscence, "I didn't expect you to dare... That's right, I guess that ghost is no match for you."

He smiled and said, "I also know Sisili. When I first tried to enter the depths of the town, this girl opened the window and greeted me warmly. At that time, I was very wary of the town and ignored her. It was only later that I learned her name, but I never dared to visit her home.

"And the old townsman I know is a blacksmith. He helped me a lot when I went deep into the town. He also allowed me to meet the mayor and have a place to live here."

Glenn's eyes widened slightly when he heard this, "You met the mayor?! What was it like?"

The old magician raised his hand and pressed it, signaling Glenn to be patient, "I'll tell you in a moment."

He continued:

“This town is home to the resistance heroes who once defeated the Plague God, and they achieved amazing feats.

“But defeating the evil god comes at a price. All of them are suffering from the poison planted by the evil god. I don’t know what this poison is specifically used for, but it has caused these old townspeople to be afraid to go out into the world.

"But some townspeople didn't stay here voluntarily. They didn't care what disasters they would cause after leaving. They just wanted to be free and do whatever they wanted with their own strength."

Glenn interjected at this point, "From their own perspective, it's really unfair that they did such a great thing but ended up like this."

"This..." The old magician was a little angry at first after hearing Glenn's words. Why should he speak for those who only care about themselves? But when he thought about it carefully, it made sense.

He looked Glenn in the eye. "So you think they should get out?"

Glenn shook his head. "It's not wrong for them to want freedom, but it's also not wrong for us to want to maintain peace. I hope that after they get out, they won't bring disaster to others, and will be willing to abide by the rules and not kill innocent people. That's what I want to achieve."

"Yes, this is what we want to see."

The old magician corrected himself on the matter in his mind.

Then Glenn said:

"It's a pity that although they are heroes who saved the world, some of them are real villains. I don't know if it was caused by the so-called disaster poison."

As he said this, he recalled the last time when the kingdom soldiers came to look for the winter incident and saw the old townsman who had escaped. The other party did not take other lives seriously at all, but just treated them as food that could be taken at will.

"The mayor is a big, bearded man who lives in the town center. He doesn't talk much, and I only had brief exchanges with him. He never goes out, and we talk through the window. And we only met that one time. After that, he ignored me when I went to see him."

The old magician shook his head. "The blacksmith told me that the mayor would only meet with each resident once. I asked him why, but he wouldn't tell me."

Glenn nodded, "Then I'll have a chance to meet him too..."

The old wizard then talked about some strange phenomena in the town, which seemed unimportant to Glenn, and the conversation ended there.

The Graylight Mage said that he still had many things to deal with after returning, so he left in a hurry.

Glenn returned to his basement laboratory and checked to see if anything was missing.

Although the old magician looked decent during the conversation, one should still be on guard against others.

After a thorough check, he found that except for his own notes, nothing else showed any signs of being touched and nothing was missing.

Glenn went to his farm for another inspection and found everything was fine, except that a few workers on duty went to the town to drink and got into a conflict with others, and were taken to the police station.

This is nothing, it has happened several times before. Glenn just asked a worker at Dude's Butcher Shop who was familiar with the police station to deliver the bail money.

The elves have been rather restless lately, always pestering the two high priests to cast magic to transform into humans so they can go outside and play.

At the beginning, the two high priests came to ask Glenn for advice. Considering the need to balance work and rest, Glenn agreed without hesitation.

Anyway, this area is under the protection of Glenn, so there is no need to worry about anything happening to the elves, as he is the backer of these elves.

In this regard, both the forest elves and the night elves developed an infinite fondness for Glenn.

They will always remember how charming it was when Glenn patted his chest and said those words with a sense of security.

"Go ahead and have fun without worrying about it. As long as you don't make mistakes or cause trouble, anyone who causes trouble for you can report my name!"

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