"Disguise myself as you? Luna, I don't like to dress up as a woman!" Galen seemed to be given a fright as he waved his hand in disgust.
"You're mistaken. I don't have those special fetishes to see you in female clothes." I rolled my eyes. Galen might be smart, but maybe geniuses were always different from ordinary people. His brain patterns often confused me.
Looking into his eyes, I told him, "I need you to disguise yourself as the ghost doctor in front of Vela and then get information about my son from her."
"Vela? Your evil, greedy stepmother?"
Galen raised his eyebrows. After receiving my affirmative nod, he patted his chest confidently and replied, "Of course not! I, Galen, hate bad women the most!"
Seeing my serious expression, Galen, who was slow to react, thought of something. He widened his eyes and scratched his head. "However, how can you be sure that what she said is true? After all…"
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