"Senior Legira, Senior Black Crow, are these two your new acquaintances?"

At this moment, a small treant, standing merely about one meter in height, with a slender physique and round facial features, pushed his way through the crowd. He pointed at Glen and Tia naively and inquired with curiosity.

"Yes," Legira nodded and introduced Glen and Tia once again.

Just as she was on the verge of introducing everyone and other races present there to Glen.

Daof raised his hand to interrupt and stated,"Allow me to do it instead."

Subsequently, Daof began introducing to Glen and Tia, one by one, the individuals who had attended the birthday gathering that day, starting from those on his left.

With Glen's exceptional memory, he could effortlessly commit to memory the names corresponding to each person. However, Tia was already feeling rather muddled.

She only recalled that the dragon-like creature was named Gabe, and the little treant was called Tosuban. For the majority of the others, she only retained a vague impression.

Each time Daof introduced someone, that person would step forward and greet Glen and Tia, either by doffing their hat or nodding.

With the exception of a few who showed little response, such as that white dragon-like creature.

After completing the introductions, Legira turned to Glen and said,"There are still several friends who were unable to attend due to certain reasons. I will introduce them to you when the opportunity arises in the future."

Glen smiled and said,"Thank you very much, madam."

It was evident that the other party was assisting him in expanding his network of contacts, and he naturally expressed his gratitude.

"Dear friends, it has been many years since we last gathered. I invited you all here on the occasion of my birthday. Firstly, I wish to reminisce about the old days with you, and secondly, I also want to introduce this new friend to you. I am honored to make your acquaintance. Now, please enjoy this banquet at your leisure!"

Legira's voice resounded with vigor. She slowly raised a withered hand, as if making a toast.

Everyone cheered and applauded.

Glen and Tia also joined in the applause and cheering.

"Daof, distribute the food and the cake," the Black Crow said, turning towards the long-bearded mage.

The latter nodded, and with a thump of his staff on the ground, the cake crafted by Glen automatically divided into portions and soared towards the crowd.

Simultaneously, various other delicacies emerged from seemingly nowhere, hovering in the air, within easy reach for everyone to pluck.

Tia was the first to seize a piece of the cake made by Glen and eagerly popped it into her mouth. Her eyes immediately narrowed, and she wore an expression of sheer enjoyment.

Glen also casually picked up a piece of white confectionery and savored it. After tasting it, he nodded."It's quite delicious."

The guests at the birthday gathering had already dispersed. Some engaged in conversation with the Black Crow and his wife, while others found a spot to sit down at random and started chatting with some of the attendees.

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The merriment continued.

With cream and food crumbs clinging to the corners of her mouth, Tia, clutching an abundance of desserts, approached Glen.

She unceremoniously stuffed a piece of dessert into Glen's mouth."Mr. Glen, try this quickly! It's absolutely scrumptious! And this one..."

The little maid was brimming with excitement. Had it not been for Glen's rapid eating pace, for someone else, their cheeks would likely have been stretched to the limit.

Noticing that she was about to go and fetch more food, Glen promptly grabbed her and said,"Pay attention to your demeanor. Remember to take some back. Don't forget there are two others at home."

The little maid suddenly had an epiphany and clapped her hands in a gesture reminiscent of prayer."Goodness! How could I have forgotten the young master and Miss Elf! Mr. Glen, you're so considerate!"

Thereupon, she went to retrieve the box that had originally held the cake and began selecting the treats she deemed delicious and placing them inside.

Naturally, the cake made by Glen was a must, as the two individuals at home had yet to taste it.

Meanwhile, on the other side, a man ensnared in a mass of chains regarded Glen, who was eating leisurely, and said in a low voice,"Why would Legira extend an invitation to a werewolf? Are you certain there's no error?"

Beside him, Gabe, the white dragon-like creature, spoke in a cold and authoritative tone,"Are you casting doubt on my perception?"

"No, it's just that this doesn't seem reasonable," the man shrugged."Werewolves are a race known for their low moral character. Legira should be more aware of this than we are."

Gabe let out a disdainful snort."Who knows what she's planning? I, for one, am far from pleased."

Just then, a man attired in a clean and meticulously tailored uniform, wearing a top hat, approached and inquired curiously,"What are you discussing?"

Gabe glanced at the newcomer and then bared his fangs in a smile."You don't believe that fellow is a werewolf, do you? Ask this vampire sir."

The man swathed in chains looked at the newcomer and explained,"Baiyi, Gabe claims that the person Legira newly introduced is a werewolf. I'm rather skeptical."

Baiyi, the vampire thus addressed, cast a glance at Glen in the distance and smiled."Gabe isn't lying. He is indeed a werewolf, Remons."

Upon hearing this, Remons was left dumbfounded.

He was utterly perplexed and said,"Would Legira befriend a werewolf?"

To this, Baiyi merely shook his head."I'm not certain, but there's something peculiar about this werewolf."

"In what regard is he peculiar?" Gabe and Remons asked in unison.

"I've encountered numerous werewolves. Whether they are transformed or not, I can always sense that bloodthirsty and frenzied aura emanating from them. However, in this individual, I detect not the slightest trace of such a quality," Baiyi explained with a furrowed brow.

Upon hearing this, the two of them instinctively turned to look at Glen and found that Glen was also gazing at them.

"This lad has noticed us," Baiyi said with a smile.

"So what if he has?" Gabe said dismissively.

But Baiyi walked directly over.

Glen observed the vampire approaching him and showed no reaction.

"Daof has already introduced us earlier. Let's get to know each other anew. I'm Baiyi, a vampire," Baiyi extended his hand.

Hmph, shouldn't they refer to themselves as the Blood Clan?... Glen shook his hand and said indifferently,"Glen, a werewolf."

When they released their hands, Baiyi smiled and said,"I thought you might attack me right away."

"Since you are a friend of Mrs. Legira, you are naturally my friend as well. I trust you're not someone I would particularly detest," Glen smiled in return.

"You're right. Legira has the ability to discern a person's true nature. The character of those she approves of is surely not lacking," Baiyi nodded in agreement.

However, this statement provided Glen with a piece of information.

Legira can discern a person's true nature? Does it imply that Mrs. Legira possesses such an ability? This fellow deliberately revealed this information to me. What could his motive be?... Glen pondered rapidly in his mind, while continuing to engage in the conversation,"It seems that you have something to ask me, Mr. Baiyi. Please feel free to speak your mind."

The other party had specifically come to converse, so it couldn't merely be to convey this information. There must be an ulterior motive.

Sure enough, Baiyi flashed a smile that could make many a young maiden's heart flutter."Hehe... I like your straightforward character, Mr. Glen. Since you've asked, it would be impolite of me to beat around the bush."

He took a slight breath before asking,"It appears that you have an excellent command of the negative effects brought about by the werewolf bloodline. How have you managed to achieve this?"

How does this fellow know?... Glen was somewhat taken aback and directly asked,"Why do you say that?"

"We vampires have an in-depth understanding of you werewolves. Moreover, I'm a scholar, and many details escape not my notice."

"I see," Glen said.

Upon hearing this, Glen had already made a fairly accurate conjecture.

In fact, he could also discern the differences between the few werewolves he had encountered and ordinary individuals. That highly emotional state was not something everyone exhibited.