Upon returning to the store, Glen promptly escorted Cliff to the second - floor chamber where the furniture was stored.
Upon laying eyes on the furniture that had long haunted Cliff's thoughts, he became visibly overwhelmed with excitement.
Like an exuberant child, he reached out to touch the pieces with his left hand and then examined them with his right, his gaze roving over each detail.
"This is it! This is precisely what I've been yearning for! Goodness me! How on earth did you manage to create such masterpieces?!"
Listening to the burly man's impassioned outburst, Glen merely smiled and observed in silence, offering no response.
Judging from the man's reaction, it was evident that the carpentry techniques in this world were not particularly advanced. Otherwise, they would not have been unable to replicate even the simple - structured furniture that he had crafted.
"Is it possible to complete the transportation of all these items today?" Glen inquired.
Cliff made a rough estimate. The entire room was filled with furniture. Although it did not appear to be an excessive amount at first glance, it was indeed not something that could be transported in one go.
He replied truthfully,"I estimate that it will require at least two round trips. My place is quite a distance from here, and it won't be possible to finish the transportation today."
"Very well. Then go and hire a convoy," Glen said, turning to descend the stairs.
No sooner had he reached the first floor than Ricky came running over and clung to his leg, saying,"Uncle, play with me."
"All right, I'll come and play with you shortly," Glen said softly, gently stroking the child's head as he dismissed him.
The child then happily scampered back into his mother's embrace.
Danni chided,"Don't keep interrupting your uncle when he's busy."
Glen merely nodded at Danni and then led Cliff outside.
"Your nephew is truly adorable," Cliff complimented sincerely.
"Thank you. All children are endearing when they're well - behaved," Glen replied with a smile.
Just as the two were about to part ways, two middle - aged men suddenly approached from a distance.
Cliff turned his head and, seemingly recognizing them, said,"Chels, Hobert, what brings you two here?"
However, the two men paid him no heed and instead addressed Glen directly,"Are you Mr. Glen?"
Glen nodded with a somewhat curious expression.
The two men then introduced themselves with great solemnity. It turned out that they were also carpenters. Finally, they inquired,
"We've heard that you possess unparalleled craftsmanship. We've traveled a great distance with the sole purpose of learning from you. I wonder if that would be possible?"
Before Glen could utter a word, Cliff exclaimed,"Don't even entertain the thought! Mr. Glen does not impart his skills to outsiders!"
The two men continued to ignore him.
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"As Cliff has said, I indeed do not share my skills with those outside my circle," Glen affirmed.
"Sir, if you were to pass on your skills to us, it would serve to promote and expand the reach of this craft, allowing more people to appreciate it. Surely, this is a noble endeavor?"
The man named Chels gestured animatedly as he spoke.
"Yes! We've come here with sincere intentions. Please don't let our journey be in vain!"
The other man, Hobert, chimed in.
Their words made it seem as though it was incumbent upon Glen to teach them his skills, yet they made no mention of what benefits they would offer him in return.
"Enough. I've already made my decision. I will not teach you, and there's no room for negotiation," Glen refused firmly, his tone unwavering.
The notion of "promoting the craft" held little significance for him.
The two men exchanged a glance, as if they understood each other's unspoken thoughts.
Hobert then stepped forward and said,"Mr. Glen, we are willing to pay tuition fees, albeit the amount we can offer may not be substantial..."
"What?!" Glen exclaimed, looking at the man in disbelief."So, initially, you had no intention of paying tuition?"
Startled by the loud outburst, Hobert immediately felt a twinge of guilt, and his bravado diminished somewhat.
He quickly stammered,"No, no, no! That's not what I meant..."
Perhaps perceiving his companion's ineffectiveness, Chels pulled Hobert aside and smiled at Glen, saying,
"Hobert is not very articulate. Of course, we will pay the tuition fees. And if you're willing to teach us, we're prepared to offer more."
Glen regarded the two men intently, sizing up their characters.
They desired to achieve their objective but were reluctant to pay a significant price. They were indeed rather presumptuous... Glen let out a cold laugh."There's no need to say any more. I will not teach you."
"We've pleaded with you so earnestly. How can you be so heartless?!"
"Indeed, it's just some skills. Why be so stingy?"
The two men appeared highly indignant, but no matter what they said, it was to no avail. Glen had already begun to push them away.
"Be off with you! With characters like yours, I wouldn't teach you even if I were to teach anyone else."
Glen was quite strong, and the two burly men, who seemed even more robust than him, almost lost their footing several times.
Cliff, standing nearby, was already laughing heartily, relishing the misfortune of the two men.
Perhaps fueled by anger from being pushed, Hobert retaliated with a forceful shove, shouting curses,"Damn you, you scoundrel!"
However, his strength was no match for Glen's. Instead, he was sent reeling and fell to the ground.
Some passing knights let out mocking laughter. Such minor scuffles were beneath their notice, and they would only intervene if the conflict escalated.
Chels quickly rushed to assist his companion.
Hobert stood up, his face flushed with rage, and pointed a finger at Glen's nose, saying icily,"I have several siblings at home. You're in for it! If you dare to leave this place, I'll have them come after you!"
With that, the two men stormed off in a huff.
Glen, of course, did not give their words a second thought. Such threats held no sway over him.
Cliff stepped forward, his face etched with concern."Hobert is a notorious bully in our area. He has more than a dozen burly brothers at home. You'd better not venture out lightly."
"Thank you for your concern. I'm aware of the situation," Glen nodded.
He was too preoccupied to elaborate further with the man.
After saying this, Cliff went in search of a convoy to hire.
Danni pushed open the door and stood at the threshold, regarding Glen with a hint of apprehension in her eyes.
The commotion from the altercation had naturally drawn the attention of those inside the house.
Glen stepped forward and said,"There's no need to worry about me. Remember, I'm a magician. Even those mercenaries are no match for me, let alone people like them."
Upon hearing this, Danni felt somewhat reassured. She reached out to straighten Glen's attire and said,
"Becoming a magician has indeed given us much peace of mind, as we hardly need to worry about your safety."
"Yes, that's true," Glen concurred.
However, Danni lowered her hand and then asked,"Actually, I've been meaning to ask, why do they all call you Glen? That doesn't seem to be your actual name."
She's finally asked... Glen sighed inwardly.
In fact, when he had brought Luther and the Carter brothers back, they had called him Glen on more than one occasion. At that time, Danni had merely worn a puzzled expression but had not inquired further.
It was not unexpected that she was asking now.
"When I first arrived here, perhaps others didn't catch my name clearly, so they got it wrong. I didn't bother to correct them, and they've been calling me that ever since,"
Glen said, his tone seemingly sincere.
Danni did not suspect him. She merely said in a chiding tone,"You should pay more attention to your own name. This lack of concern is not a good habit!"
Glen just smiled innocently and did not respond.
"All right, we'll start making preparations to leave tomorrow and head to Bult's place. We won't trouble you any further here,"
Danni suddenly announced.
Bult was their eldest brother.