The days that followed were marked by a tranquil yet bustling rhythm.

Ravel carried that small book back home, and it seemed to infuse a sense of delight for the two girls.

Calculated by the lifespan of the elves, Gotaya was indeed in the bloom of her youth as a maiden.

At the very beginning, the three of them were eager to get their hands on the book, vying with one another. Glen couldn't fathom why they would spend so much time poring over such a slender volume, and what's more, they would reread it repeatedly.

On one occasion, Glen couldn't help but remark, "This thing is dreadfully dull. How on earth can you bear to read it?"

The hot-tempered elven lady retorted on the spot, "Dull? If you're so capable, why don't you pen something more engaging?"

As fate would have it, Glen had just completed a collection of fairy tales intended for Lila. So, he casually handed it to the elven lady, saying, "I believe even these stories crafted for children are superior to that book."

The elven lady snatched it away with a look of defiance, as if she was biding her time to find an opportunity to mock Glen.

Ravel and Thea, driven by curiosity, also leaned in to take a peek.

Glen paid them little heed and went about his own affairs.

However, it was only when he chanced upon Lila later and she inquired about the book that he realized he had forgotten to retrieve the collection of fairy tales he had written.

He informed Lila that he had already penned some stories and would present them to her next time.

Lila couldn't contain her excitement and nearly reached out to grasp Glen's hand once again.

In these days, Glen also came to know that Lila had recounted the story of the Ugly Duckling to almost every child who had suffered the ravages of the giant worm.

The children who had previously been plagued by depression had shown varying degrees of improvement, to the great joy of their parents.

And Lila, in the process, experienced a taste of what it was like to be an angel.

The story continued to spread far and wide.

Even some adults had heard of it, and among children, its popularity was growing by leaps and bounds.

Glen even encountered a bard in Dude Town who specialized in narrating this story. The number of onlookers who gathered to listen was quite substantial in comparison to the size of the entire town.

Reflecting on these events, he was filled with anticipation as to whether his other stories could also gain popularity in this place.

However, when he requested the elven lady to return his book, she prevaricated and showed every indication of being reluctant to part with it.

In the end, Glen resorted to a somewhat coercive approach and managed to retrieve it from her, despite her obvious reluctance.

Noticing that the original manuscript was well-preserved, he couldn't help but ask, "I had thought you didn't care for stories of this kind?"

"It's not half bad," the elven lady replied, a faint blush coloring her cheeks.

Glen then cast a glance at Ravel and Thea, who were stealing sidelong glances in their direction. He understood that these two also held a fondness for these stories.

Instantly, he felt more assured of his next move.

He said to Thea, "I'll give you a day to make a copy of these stories. You can keep that copy for yourselves, and I'll be taking this original one with me."

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Thea let out a cheer and readily agreed, "No problem, Mr. Glen!"

"I'd like a copy too!" Ravel and Gotaya exclaimed in unison.

"Go and ask Thea to make a copy for you," Glen waved them off.

The two had no objections and cheered just as enthusiastically.

These stories were all classic tales that he was intimately familiar with from his previous life.

In total, there were only around twenty of them, and it wouldn't take them long to make the copies.

Once they had finished copying, Glen handed the original manuscript to Lila. The moment she received it, she couldn't wait to bid him farewell and depart, eager to return home and immerse herself in the stories.

Glen couldn't help but worry that this might have an impact on her academic performance.

Apart from these matters, there was also the issue of the giant worm's corpse.

The chief officer named Hamoin hadn't paid Glen a visit since their first encounter. However, Glen was deliberately keeping a close eye on him.

Although he learned through Dogli's disclosure that the chief officer hadn't exhibited any extraordinary behavior in the two days following his settlement.

Yet, Glen could still detect subtle signs of Hamoin's activities within the town.

It was evident that the old fellow wasn't as straightforward as Dogli had made him out to be.

However, Glen didn't need to concern himself too much with these matters, for Hamoin's subordinates soon arrived in Dude Town.

The group was even larger than the one led by Berlin on the previous occasion, and the commotion it generated was beyond compare. The town was almost in a festive atmosphere, with a large number of people flocking to watch.

They were extremely efficient in their work. On the very first day, they directly transported away the giant worm's corpse that had been concealed by magic, and Hamoin naturally left along with them.

Several months elapsed.

During this period, Glen not only managed to construct his small farm but also ensured that all the livestock he had purchased were in place.

He had herded them to the designated location, bit by bit, all on his own.

The renovation of the tavern had also commenced some time ago.

The materials arrived precisely as expected. As soon as John's team was notified, they promptly arrived on the scene.

According to them, they had participated in the construction of noble residences on more than one occasion. Thus, they were capable of fulfilling many challenging requirements, provided that the price was right.

Upon hearing this, Glen's eyes lit up immediately. He then went back and drew a design sketch for the store. The style was extremely avant-garde yet exquisitely beautiful.

When he showed it to John the next day, the latter was taken aback. John stated that he had never encountered such a style before but was confident in giving it a try.

Finally, after protracted negotiations regarding the price, an agreement was reached, and the construction work commenced without delay.

Luther, along with Carter and his brother, also lent a hand, regarding it as their work for these days.

Back in Baiyek Town.

Since Glen had promised to instruct Gotaya in martial arts, he was determined to keep his word.

He would set aside a portion of his time each day to provide guidance to this elven lady.

As she was originally a warrior among the forest elves, there was no need to start from scratch in terms of physical training.

There wasn't an abundance of verbal instruction either. Instead, it was more about engaging in sparring matches, allowing her to gain insights through actual combat on her own.

Although the elven lady was knocked down every time, her eyes always betrayed an intense fascination with the martial arts moves.

It must be said that despite the elves' slender physiques, their ability to control and coordinate their bodies was truly remarkable.

This was evident from the fact that Gotaya's mastery of martial arts, a skill-intensive art form, surpassed that of the majority of humans.

Apart from these daily trivialities, Glen dedicated the majority of his energy to the study of magic.

He would engage in four hours of perception practice every day and attempt to cast one or two basic minor spells.

The old man had gone to attend to some matters at a friend's place since the last time he mentioned it and hadn't returned yet. Glen wasn't certain whether he was avoiding him.

However, upon reflection, he thought it was unlikely, as it seemed rather excessive for the old man to avoid him just because of some teaching sessions.

After months of practice, he was now able to stably perform the practice spells outlined in the basic magic book.

He wasn't sure how his progress compared to others.

There was still more than half of the content in the basic magic book awaiting the old man's return for explanation. If the old man didn't come back for an extended period, he would have to consider embarking on a long journey to seek out his teacher.

He had made inquiries and learned that the Demon Fall Valley was quite a distance from Baiyek. If traveling by carriage, it would take at least four or five days.

He was reluctant to make the trip unless it was absolutely necessary. After all, Daof had advised that it would be best to thoroughly master the books he had given before going to find him.

Putting this matter aside for the time being, during his occasional moments of leisure, Glen would also turn his attention to his basement.

After giving it a thorough cleaning, he made a preliminary plan to transform it into the semblance of a proper mage's laboratory.

He would simply wait until he had accumulated sufficient magical knowledge and then gradually acquire the necessary props, herbs, and other items.