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It was so easy, the Purple Demon couple obviously didn't believe it.

Seeing their skeptical looks, Glenn said, "Why don't you just let Nalus try it herself?"

Even though it was only a moment, Glenn, who cast the curse, felt as if his eyes had been opened.

Naruto's legs are very special. The muscles inside are like insulators. Not only do they not have the contraction ability that muscles should have, but they also have extremely strong resistance to magic.

The effect of Glenn's curse would be largely reduced on it, but fortunately the level of his curse was far beyond his limit, so although it was reduced, it was still effective.

As for the little girl's congenitally disabled legs, Glenn guessed that it was caused by the combination of her parents' genes, but this was just a guess. After all, Glenn didn't know what race the Purple Demon and the Black Flower Queen were.

"It's true!" Nalus' voice rang out in shock. She looked at her toes that could move at will and covered her mouth.

"Oh my God!"

The Purple Demon, the Queen, and all the servants who witnessed this moment all looked in disbelief.

"Hurry! Child, try walking on the ground!" The Black Flower Queen couldn't wait to put her daughter on the ground.

Under the expectant gazes of many people, Nalus tried with some difficulty to control her legs to support her body.

But he couldn't find his balance and fell to the ground again and again.

This was enough to move the Black Flower Queen to tears.

Even the Purple Demon had a tense face and his eyes were a little red.

Glenn rested his chin on his hand, smiling.

Nalus’s legs should have recovered long ago, but she was often distracted by other things.

While bringing the other person over, the little girl kept talking to Glenn and didn't pay attention to the other person's legs.

Nalus always struggled to stand up, staggering, but she drew warm applause from the audience.

The Black Flower Queen couldn't hold back any longer, and went up to hug her daughter, kissing and rocking her, as if she wanted to express her love and joy in this way.

Glenn stood up and quietly left, leaving the space to this family.

A floating maid followed him, looking up at him with curiosity and admiration in her eyes.

Glenn just glanced at the other person without saying anything.

They came to a terrace with a circular flower bed.

“Are you the natives here?”

Glenn suddenly asked.

The floating maid at the side spoke in a ghostly voice, "Yes, when the Black Flower Queen came here, our tribe was living a difficult life here, on the brink of destruction. It was the Queen who saved us and gave us the life we ​​have today."

"I noticed that your people that the Purple Demon brought with him are not very afraid of him. Is it because you are servants of the Black Flower Queen?"

"Both of you are our masters. We know that the masters will not punish us, so we only have respect, not fear."

Glenn looked at the distant view of the forest outside the castle and chatted casually with the floating maid beside him.

After a while, a servant came to ask Glenn to go back. It seemed that the family inside had adjusted their condition.

When they returned to the room, the long table was already filled with the feast, and the eyes of the family of three were all red, probably because they had just shed tears.

Glenn sat down in his original position, and heard Nalus staggering over with the help of levitation magic. She grabbed Glenn's hand with both hands and said:

"Thank you, Glenn."

The young figure in front of the long table gently touched the little girl's head and said softly, "I should have helped you earlier. You won't blame me, right?"

"No." Nalus shook her head and looked up at Glenn with watery eyes.

Next, a joyful atmosphere took over the place.

The Queen of Black Flowers asked a band dressed more colorfully than the flowers to perform music nearby, and they expressed their gratitude with the unique dance here.

Glenn played with Nalus for a whole day, but he was still thinking about his grandmother's birthday party, so he had to go back to prepare for it.

……

On a land that stands alone in a pale blue space.

This is the mobile base of the Holy Spirit Family.

And now, a huge birthday party is being held here.

Because this is prepared for the current patriarch of the Holy Spirit Family.

Here, the fire elemental spirit, who once had an extremely noble status outside, put on a collar and acted as a firework here.

A genius magician who had been famous for a while who knows how many years ago was serving guests with wounds stitched all over his body.

The avenue leading to the highest hall is paved with a carpet made of thirteen kinds of giant dragon scales. Some unknown method is used to allow the elemental power attached to the dragon scales to remain on the carpet, giving people who step on it thirteen different feelings.

In a crowded place, several beautiful high elves were wearing revealing and sexy clothes, dancing the seductive dance that they once felt most ashamed of.

It is well known that the people of the proud continent of these high elves would rather die than suffer such humiliation.

But looking at the metal rings on their wrists, the audience below naturally knew why.

If we fall into the hands of the Holy Spirit Family, then everything will be out of our control.

Seeing a high elf with tears falling from his eyes despite having a seductive smile, the audience below felt a huge satisfaction in their hearts.

Those who were on the periphery of the birthday party were all insignificant characters, while in that magnificent palace which was more beautiful than the elf buildings, the birthday boy of this birthday party was enjoying the praises of countless people.

The patriarch of the Holy Spirit Family, wearing a gorgeous dress and the Holy Spirit Family's crown on her head, had a temperament that completely overshadowed everyone in the vast hall.

The dress she wore was carefully designed by her family. Not only did it look good visually, but even people within a certain range of it could feel the dignity of the person wearing it.

There are many other designs, also to allow her to completely dominate this place.

One level below the clan leaders are the clan leaders’ husbands.

Yes, husbands, they include humans, elves, dwarves, and even an extremely handsome succubus.

And the next level below the harems of these patriarchs are their offspring.

These are the high-level members of the Holy Spirit Family. They have different identities on the continent and all have a high status.

Looking at the guests below who were trying their best to please them, these people were all sitting on comfortable thrones with proud and comfortable expressions.

Only the succubus man was obviously absent-minded.

A man in shining armor turned his head and asked:

"Hey, Marcel, you've been looking like this for a long time. It's the patriarch's birthday now, so you'd better not ruin the atmosphere."

The succubus forced a smile, but it wasn't a very pretty one. "I'm just worried about my son. He hasn't been back for so long. I..."

"Don't worry. Do you think that old guy from the Zen Kingdom dares to touch your son? He's probably hooking up with some girl again and fooling around somewhere."

The man said with a smirk on his face.

However, the succubus did not breathe a sigh of relief, because it still had some understanding of its son. If it was as the guy next to it said, it should have left some clues to it as the father, but it did not.