Upon observing that Glen was in excellent condition, Mrs. Legira resumed, "Then go ahead and do as you wish."

Glen promptly bid the two a polite farewell. He first made his way back to his abode and entrusted the larva to Tia and the others for care.

The young maid fainted on the spot upon catching sight of the enormous worm. However, the elven maiden seemed to be quite taken with it and accepted the larva.

After instructing Gotaya and Ravel to tend to the unconscious Tia, Glen departed with the two dozen or so children.

Utilizing the speed of a fifth-level werewolf, he swiftly returned to Dudd Town.

Although the town was populated by numerous griffin knights, their prowess was rather mediocre. With Glen's stealth skills, it was naturally arduous for them to detect his presence.

He first repaired to his refurbished shop and settled the children comfortably within.

After covering the windows and other openings, Glen reverted to his human form, donned a set of employee uniforms prepared in advance for the staff, and then stepped outside.

The streets were sparsely populated at present, with only police officers patrolling about. Glen paid them no heed and directly sought out Dogli, who was issuing commands.

The moment Dogli laid eyes on Glen, his elation was palpable, as if a weight had been lifted from his heart.

"Oh! My goodness! You're safe! Thank heavens! You have no notion of how deeply I worried about you!" The sheriff advanced, scrutinizing Glen closely. Once he was certain it was indeed him, he exclaimed with a hearty laugh.

"I'm sorry to have caused you such concern, Sheriff," Glen said, a hint of apology in his voice.

Dogli waved his hand dismissively, then surreptitiously glanced around. He drew Glen to a secluded corner and inquired earnestly, "What became of those individuals?"

"They are all deceased. I have also rescued those children, but they remain unconscious. I must trouble you to lead some police officers there."

"I had assumed those children were beyond salvation. I never anticipated they would still be alive..." Dogli said, a mixture of surprise and relief evident in his tone upon hearing Glen's words.

I am equally astonished. Resilient human offspring, indeed... Glen mused inwardly.

"Very well. Where are the children? I shall take some men there immediately to take charge of them," Dogli queried.

Glen promptly provided the address of his shop.

Upon hearing this, the latter immediately summoned several police officers and departed.

Glen surmised that there was likely nothing further that required his involvement, so he made his way towards the outskirts of the town with an air of openness.

Just as he caught sight of the scenery beyond the town, a female knight mounted on a griffin suddenly called out to him, "Sir over there, please wait a moment!"

Glen turned around, a look of confusion on his face, feigning timidity.

The griffin flapped its wings and alighted five meters away. The female knight dismounted and approached, saying, "Do not be afraid. I shall not harm you."

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The female knight first offered words of reassurance. Seeing Glen nod, she continued, "The situation is as follows. The kingdom's warriors are currently engaged in combat with demons that have emerged suddenly. However, there is a shortage of conscripted logistics personnel, and we require additional manpower. I observe that you are robust, healthy, and full of vitality. Please contribute your part to the kingdom."

Glen pondered for a moment. He happened to be eager to visit the battlefield to assess the situation, so he was on the verge of agreeing. However, the other party said, "Do not be hasty in your refusal! Our warriors will prioritize ensuring your safety."

With that, the female knight took a step forward and pressed a gold coin into Glen's hand.

Glen felt the alluring touch of the coin and looked at the female knight in surprise.

The latter offered a faint smile.

Was she... hiring people with her own funds? Glen immediately developed a profound sense of admiration for this unfamiliar female knight, not the romantic kind, but rather the admiration one has for someone willing to make sacrifices.

Glen returned the gold coin to her hand. Upon seeing the look of disappointment in her eyes, Glen slapped his chest and declared, "What are you doing, Lady Knight? The kingdom's warriors are out there fighting to safeguard us ordinary folk. It is our honor to perform some trifling tasks for them! I am willing to go!"

The female knight stared at Glen in stunned silence for a considerable time. The determination in her eyes was unmistakable.

Her eyes reddened slightly, and she suddenly embraced Glen. The two protrusions on her breastplate pressed against Glen, causing him some discomfort. Then he heard her say softly, "Thank you."

Glen replied hesitantly, "It's... all for the kingdom."

He didn't truly mean those words.

The other party released Glen, quickly wiped away the tears that were about to fall, and gave Glen a knightly salute, saying, "I am Elena Horn. Pleased to make your acquaintance! May I have your name, sir?"

The woman's face and body were smeared with ash, making it difficult to discern her features clearly. It was evident that she had just returned from the battlefield. Nevertheless, her tall and gracefully curved figure was most appealing, and her voice, like that of most female knights, carried a hint of boldness.

"Gl... ahem, Dylan. You may address me as Dylan," Glen said.

Considering that he had previously encountered a griffin knight named Windsor when he went out with the old man, it was prudent not to disclose his true name to these griffin knights.

However, Dylan was also his genuine name, so it could not be considered deception.

"Mr. Dylan, it is quite a distance from here to the destination. How about I give you a ride?" Elena proposed.

Glen envisioned himself sitting behind the female knight, holding her waist and soaring through the air. He immediately shook his head and declined. The mere thought of it made him feel awkward.

Elena was somewhat disappointed but still smiled and bid Glen farewell.

Before departing, Elena presented Glen with a badge and fastened it on his shoulder, signifying his status as a logistics personnel.

After leaving the town, it was not long before Glen spotted a group of individuals who, like him, bore logistics badges on their shoulders.

One, two, three, four, five... sixteen people!? Had they all accepted Elena's gold coins? Sixteen gold coins. Elena must be quite affluent... Glen forcefully suppressed the urge to pilfer the purses of the people in front and silently trailed behind them.

After walking for a while longer, griffin knights appeared to escort them.

Upon arriving at the kingdom army's encampment, Glen was assigned the task of delivering meals to the warriors in a specific area.

He followed several others with the same assignment to a place where the aroma of food wafted. They each picked up something resembling a wooden bucket and queued up behind the cook who was distributing hot food.

When it was Glen's turn, the portly cook deftly apportioned various dishes into the different compartments of the wooden bucket. Glen then moved away.

He examined the food in the bucket closely. It was relatively abundant, though he surmised it would not taste particularly good.

Selecting an area where fewer people were headed, Glen hoisted the food and made his way in that direction.

As he walked, he suddenly had an epiphany.

It seemed that less than a day had elapsed since he entered the illusion. Why did it seem as though the battle here had been raging for an extended period?

The more he pondered, the more something seemed amiss. He quickened his pace and called out to a logistics personnel, asking, "Sir, may I inquire how long this battle has been ongoing?"

"About three or four days, I'm not entirely certain," the man replied uncertainly.

Glen was at a loss as to how to feel about this response. On one hand, it didn't seem of great consequence, but on the other, he had seemingly lost several days of his time.

With such conflicting emotions, Glen continued with his task.

Just after delivering food to several warriors, he suddenly caught sight of a familiar figure.

The griffin knight named Windsor.