Chapter Seventy-Eight: Suspicion from El

in the carriage.

"Latir, can you give me a cup of hot water?"

"Absolutely!"

Latil immediately got up and poured water for Belen, who looked tired and must have been exhausted.

Belen looked at Latis in his arms, and then at Leia in front of him.

"Leia, if you can, don't tell anyone what happened today, even if it does me a big favor."

"I see!"

Leia nodded, although she didn't quite know what Belen was thinking, but the latter's idea that he didn't want others to know still understood.

"When you left, those subhumans also left, right?"

Belen remembered the submen.

"They're all gone, by the way, Mr. Belen, is it okay for that little girl to leave there?"

Leia suddenly remembered that the little girl had just been knocked unconscious.

"It's okay, someone will come and take her later."

For the little girl before, Belen had no murderous intent from the beginning, who would kill a child?

The three men who fought El are gone, but they will definitely come back and take the little girl.

Immediately after, Belen's gaze fell on Latiss on his lap, who was flashing wide eyes.

"Can Latis help her brother keep it a secret? If you don't say it, you can eat fructose. ”

"Latis don't say it!"

Hearing the fructose, Latis's cat ears immediately stood up, and the brown cat eyes shone brightly.

Seeing this, Belen was also in his heart, the child was really the most innocent, and he reached out and rubbed Latis's head, who looked at Belén with one eye closed.

"Fructose!"

"Give."

After that, Belen leaned against the wall, and his eyes saw through the window the purple-clothed girl walking slowly in the distance.

I'm finally back, and it's superfluous to worry that Al won't come back.

"Mr. Belen, your water."

Latil handed the water to Belen, and then her eyes noticed the returning El in the distance.

"Sister El is back!"

As Al approached, her embarrassed appearance and the blood stains on the corners of her mouth were very noticeable.

"What's going on? Sister El, you..."

"It's okay, it doesn't matter."

Al shook his head at her, and then stepped into the carriage, looking for some healing medicine.

At this moment, she saw Belen leaning against the wall, her purple-blue eyes flickering slightly, and then frowning slightly.

"What's wrong with you?"

Belen tilted his head to meet those beautiful eyes, and he replied calmly.

"It's just too much mana."

"Lack of magic?"

Seeing Belen's appearance, Al paused for a moment, and suddenly remembered the black-clothed figure in his mind.

Al walked in, found the medicine box, and with the help of Ratir, bandaged the cracked arm.

Ratil was also startled when she learned about the condition of Al's arm, and was also surprised by the latter's calm expression.

Sure enough, Sister El is amazing.

After immobilizing her arm, she also applied medicine to some of her abrasions.

Some of Al's internal injuries can only rely on his own recovery ability, and there is only medicine for external injuries here.

"Belen, where did you go before?"

Al sat across from Belen, leaning against the wall, her gaze tingling.

"You see I'm so tired, can't I ask next time?"

"Answer me."

Seeing Al's tough attitude, Belen sighed in his heart, and he was really suspicious.

"Before, Leia was gone, and when I ran to find her, I met a magister."

"And then, you fought with each other? How did I not know that you had the ability to fight a magister? ”

Hearing Belen's words, the suspicion in Al's eyes intensified, and at the same time, her heartbeat increased slightly.

Could it be that Belém is the masked man?

"It's a fight, but I'm so tired that I'm running out of magic scrolls."

Belen sighed, a look of pain on his face, which made Al hesitate.

"Magic scrolls? Do you have a magic scroll? ”

Knowing that magic scrolls are expensive and require a lot of mana, it wouldn't be surprising if that were the case.

"Yes, it's for self-defense, but I've used it a lot this time."

"Leia, really?"

Seeing Al ask her, Leia nodded, except for the final blow, Mr. Belen was indeed using magic scrolls.

Al didn't suspect Leia, but she asked out of kindness.

"Leia, tell me about the situation, what happened to you earlier?"

Seeing Al ask, Leia glanced at Belen, but didn't get any hints, so she gave her own overview of the matter.

After listening to Léa's words, Al's eyes flickered slightly, and she looked at Belen again.

"I probably know why they want to arrest Laia, so the person guarding those sub-people and Leia will definitely not be weak even if they are children, and even if they have magic scrolls, their magic power should not be enough to support you to defeat each other, right?"

Although he asked so, Belen could hear it, and Al was just a little unsure, and he answered calmly at the moment.

"The embodied magic attribute will be self-defeating because the caster himself loses consciousness."

Al blinked and looked at Belen curiously, with a somewhat surprised expression.

"You still know this."

"I've heard people mention it before."

Al nodded, and then didn't ask any further, sure enough, it was impossible.

How could Belén be just an ordinary person, how could he possibly have strength comparable to that of a superhuman race?

Sure enough, it's just that she thinks too much.

"I just met someone who saved me, and I wanted to say thank you to him in person, but he's gone."

"If we have the chance, we will definitely meet."

Hearing Belen's answer, Leia on the side glanced at Belen, and she was almost sure that the person who saved El was Belen.

"Your injury... What do you think? ”

After a moment's hesitation, Belen couldn't help but ask, he wanted to ask, but he couldn't.

Al looked up at him, and there was a different kind of brilliance in her eyes, and she said calmly.

"It's not in good shape."

Hearing this, Belen's eyes widened slightly, and he dragged his tired body to the front of Al and grabbed the latter's wrist.

After a while, Belen let go of his hand, and he looked at Al again, his gaze a little strange.

"You can handle this injury yourself, right?"

Although the pulse was a little different from usual, it was true that Al had suffered an internal injury, but it was an injury that could heal on his own.

Al didn't look at Belen, she looked away, her eyes looking out the window, a smile in her eyes.

"Who knows?"