"Rest assured," Glen stepped into the old man's house unceremoniously.

Tia followed closely behind, and she even timidly curtsied to the old man, saying,"Excuse the intrusion."

Gotaya, however, was far more haughty and remained completely silent.

As soon as the three of them entered the old man's spacious kitchen, Glen immediately began to give directions to the two girls, methodically going about the preparatory work.

Tasks such as starting the fire and washing the utensils were carried out.

During this process, Glen also took the time to explain to them the key points, functions, and effects of each procedure.

The kitchen was filled with continuous noise, occasionally interspersed with laughter and playfulness. The old man, who was accustomed to solitude and tranquility, sat upstairs with a sour expression, looking thoroughly dispirited.

Due to the unexpected visit of today's uninvited guests, a significant amount of time was wasted, thus extending the time Glen had set aside for making the cake.

It was not until ten o'clock in the evening that he finally crafted a birthday cake that met his satisfaction.

Tia and Gotaya were both utterly amazed when they beheld the exquisite and beautiful birthday cake before them.

The cake had two tiers, enveloped in pristine white cream and adorned with some unique fruits and snacks exclusive to this world. Glen had also incorporated some decorative elements inspired by his previous life.

Overall, it resembled a mouthwatering work of art.

"Mr. Glen, is this cake intended for someone's birthday?" Tia inquired curiously upon noticing the words "Happy Birthday" written in cream on the cake.

"Yes, it's for a friend in the town. Tomorrow is her birthday," Glen affirmed as he was making a box to hold the cake.

"Tomorrow? May I go then?" Tia approached Glen eagerly, her face brimming with anticipation.

Glen was momentarily taken aback. He wasn't certain whether the wife of the Black Crow would permit him to bring someone along, but he assumed it should probably be alright.

With this thought in mind, he said uncertainly,"Most probably, it should be possible..."

Tia immediately became excited and began shaking Glen's arm, exclaiming,"I want to go!"

"My friend has a rather eccentric personality. The birthday celebration might not be as enjoyable as you anticipate. Are you certain you wish to go?" Glen first clarified what he perceived the outcome to be.

"It doesn't matter. I still want to go!" The little maid didn't hesitate for a moment.

You just want to go and have some cake, don't you?... Glen had already seen through the little maid's thoughts, but he didn't refuse any further."All right, but remember to be polite. The birthday celebrant has a distinctive appearance. Don't do anything to upset her."

"This is a fundamental quality of a maid. I definitely won't make such a mistake!" Tia vowed.

While they were speaking, Glen had already completed the packaging box and placed the magnificent cake inside it.

They bid farewell to the old man, exited his house, and found themselves on the pitch-black street.

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Some shadows that hadn't managed to hide in the corners were encountered unexpectedly. Tia and Gotaya were both startled upon seeing the terrifying appearance of these shadows.

"This is quite normal here. Haven't you gotten used to it yet?" Glen said with a smile.

Tia merely nodded.

"I just wasn't paying attention!" Gotaya said, puffing out her chest.

"Then you should be more careful."

As they were speaking, the shadows that hadn't had time to conceal themselves in the corners had already vanished.

Upon arriving at their own yard, Glen noticed that Ravel had already fallen asleep, so he also told the two girls to go to bed early.

After entering the house, Glen turned around and noticed Gotaya, who seemed to be struggling with some internal conflict. He asked,"Miss Elf, if you have something to say, please do so. You're not going to tell me you also want to attend my friend's birthday party, are you?"

"No!" Gotaya immediately denied it.

"Then what is it?" Glen was puzzled.

As if she couldn't think of a better way to put it, Gotaya finally spoke the truth directly."I simply want to know what it would take for you to teach me Kung Fu!"

Glen was somewhat surprised. He hadn't expected that she was still preoccupied with this. He couldn't help but look her up and down and said,"Do you truly desire to learn that much?"

Gotaya nodded vigorously, and her expression didn't seem to be feigned.

After careful consideration, Glen said,"Seeing how eager you are, I can't bring myself to refuse. Here's what I suggest. I will be purchasing some livestock in the near future. At that time, the pigsty won't just be a pigsty; it will transform into a farm with chicken coops, duck houses, and cattle pens. Your workload will increase substantially. If you can handle the farm work proficiently, I will assess your talent and teach you suitable Martial Arts based on your capabilities. How does that sound?"

Upon hearing Glen's words, the elven maiden was momentarily stunned. But then she gritted her teeth firmly and said resolutely,"I accept your offer!"

Glen smiled."It's a deal."

Just as he was about to go upstairs, he noticed that she seemed to have something else to say. Glen raised an eyebrow and asked,"Is there something more?"

"Can I attend the birthday party tomorrow?" Gotaya asked, blushing slightly.

Glen rolled his eyes, turned around, and said,"If you go, who will take care of my pigs?"

...

The night was serene.

After Glen and the others had fallen asleep, some unfamiliar figures gradually emerged from outside the town and made their way deep into the town.

Apart from the shadows that were wandering the streets in search of food, no townspeople noticed or paid any heed to the arrival of these figures.

It was not until dawn.

Glen first took Ravel to Dude Town to continue with the recruitment.

Then he returned home, changed into clean clothes, picked up the birthday cake, and set off towards the Black Crow's house with Tia.

As they were walking, Tia noticed that Glen kept sniffing the air and asked curiously,"Mr. Glen, what's wrong?"

Glen looked down at Tia and shook his head."It's nothing."

He had simply detected many unfamiliar scents in the air.

Having lived in this area for so long, he was quite familiar with the scents of the surrounding residents.

He was certain that the few peculiar scents that had emerged in the air this time did not belong to the residents of Bayek.

With these thoughts in mind, Glen continued walking.

"Mr. Glen, why do you think this place is so special?"

Tia suddenly asked out of curiosity.

"I really couldn't say," Glen replied casually.

"Mr. Glen, how did you become a werewolf? And you're so powerful!"

"That's a secret."

As they conversed, they gradually caught sight of the grayish-green house.

But Glen suddenly came to a halt and placed his hand on Tia's shoulder, signaling her to stop as well.

The latter looked at him in confusion.

Glen looked up at the sky, and Tia followed his gaze.

The sky was a uniform gray, with no discernible signs of anything unusual.

However, Tia noticed that Glen's eyes seemed to be fixed on something, and he slowly lowered his gaze until it landed on the grayish-green house ahead.

Whoosh!

There was a sound of a heavy object landing at the spot where Glen's gaze had settled, and then a gust of wind swept out.

Both Glen and Tia squinted their eyes as the wind blew.

A white dragon-like creature materialized and came to a stop right in front of the Black Crow's door. It raised its long neck and turned to look at Glen and Tia.

"Mr. Glen... Could this be...?" Tia covered her mouth and stammered.

A dragon? It's too small. And it doesn't seem to be a young dragon either; its physical characteristics don't match... At first glance, Glen also thought it was a giant dragon, but he quickly realized it wasn't.

The dragon-like creature before them was only human-sized, entirely snow-white. Apart from its size, it was almost identical to the Western dragons that Glen was familiar with.

The dragon-like creature held its head high, and its amber eyes reflected the figures of Glen and Tia. It stared at Glen intently for a considerable time and then suddenly said,"A werewolf is actually coming to Legira's birthday?"