Because of the faint light, the little fear in Ratill's heart gradually receded, but she still pulled Belen's arm.

At the end of the stairs, the three of them walked around the corner, and they saw a street, but there were very few people coming and going.

"Mr. Belen, is this place—" Looking at the street in front of him, Latil's eyes swept over the clothes of the people who came and went and the people who set up the stalls, and there was a guess in his heart.

"That's right, it's a black market."

What is Mr. Belen here for?

Latil glanced at Belen, thinking in his heart, curious, but not asking.

Immediately afterward, Belen took the hands of the two and walked forward, his gaze scanning the people surrounding him, as if looking for something.

Latil knew about the existence of the black market, as she had been a slave and had been sold by many people of the same status in such a market, but the scale of the black market there was much larger than here.

Latis's smile of interest reassured Latis, after all, the environment was somewhat similar to the cages that had trapped them in the first place.

At this time, Latil suddenly felt a pull on her wrist, and her body fell to Belen, but she was held up.

This unexpected action stunned Latil, her fair cheeks immediately flushed like a red fluttering fruit, and she looked up at Belen.

"Mr. Belen, you..."

Before she could finish speaking, Latil stopped, and she stared blankly into Belen's eyes, which contained a touch of coldness.

And then she noticed a man in a black robe, with a hood, who could not see clearly in such a dim environment, but Ratil could see an eye with a foul gaze, which was also looking at her.

Latir's whole body stiffened at this moment, she didn't dare to look anymore, and quickly withdrew her gaze and buried her head in Belen's chest.

"Don't be afraid."

A gentle voice sounded in Rattier's ear, and a large hand caressed her head gently, giving it a gentle warmth.

Belen felt the slightly trembling body of the girl in his arms, and he glanced at the man in the black robe again, with a warning in his eyes.

"Tsk."

The black-robed man also noticed Belen's gaze, let out a dissatisfied sound, then glanced at Latil again, and turned to leave.

"It's okay, the guy is gone."

Belen patted Latil on the shoulder, and the latter moved away slightly to find that the black-robed man had left, and she was relieved.

"Thank you..."

Hearing Latiel's thanks, Belen shook her head, and then took the girl's hand and continued to move forward, but Latis on the side looked cute, as if she didn't know what had just happened.

"There are a lot of people like that, but don't worry too much, I'm by your side."

"Hmm!"

Rattier's heart warmed, and her other hand was also tightly tugging at the corner of Belen's clothes, and a satisfied smile appeared on her face.

Seeing that Latil was relieved, Belen also nodded, and his gaze swept over the passers-by again, and his eyes seemed to be much more vigilant.

The three of them were walking on this street, and at this time, Belen also saw a familiar person, he took the two girls and walked over slowly.

It was a shop, the lights were dark, and the road was narrow, but there was an old man in black clothes sitting in a rocking chair, reading a book leisurely by the faint light.

"Rogge."

Hearing someone shouting at him, the old man also put down the book, and what greeted him was a man dressed in white and two girls with cat ears.

"Isn't this Belen Gliean? Rare guests. ”

This old man was not as sloppy as the other old people, he was very neatly dressed, and he also wore reading glasses, and he looked like a cultivated person.

"There's a shipment."

Be concise and to the point.

And the old man Narog also understood what Belen meant, he looked around, then made a way, gave a look, and motioned for Belen to enter.

When Belen understood and was about to lead the two of them in, he heard Rog's slightly hesitant voice.

"The two of them..."

"It's okay."

Hearing Belen say this, Rogge didn't say anything, he didn't think it was a good thing for the two young children to hear about the trade magic guide.

At the end of this narrow passage was a bright room, and when the four of Belen walked in, their vision suddenly widened.

"This... It's beautiful. ”

Latis's eyes widened as she pointed to the lamp on the table, for it was not lit by a spark, but a smiling point of light, but small enough to illuminate the room.

"Ah, that's an old man's gadget."

Rog came over, he sat down in his chair, and when he saw the lamp that Latis pointed, a smile appeared on his old face, and he looked like an amiable old man.

Latis sat in her chair, her mouth wide open, staring blankly at the lamp, fascinated by it, as if she had never seen anything like it.

Rattier hadn't been so surprised that she had seen magic, but there was a longing sparkle in her eyes.

Seeing the appearance of Latil and Latis, Belen was also stunned, and immediately began to think in his heart, it seems that Latil and Latis do not know magic.

In a flash of thought, maybe they should teach them magic.

Immediately after, Belen sat down in another chair, he looked at Rogge, then pulled a note from his waist and handed it to the latter.

Rogge took the piece of paper, then put down his reading glasses and began to look at the list of items on the paper carefully, and after a long while, he nodded.

"It's not bad, although the number is a little less, but this time there are a lot of rare things, and you're really not afraid of being caught."

In this regard, Belen didn't say anything, among the things he brought this time, there were indeed a few "heavyweight" magic guides, if they were caught, the matter would be a big deal.

"We haven't seen each other for two years."

"It's been two years."

Rog looked at Latil and Latis on the side, and then looked back at Belen, and he looked puzzled.

"These two kids are..."

"My daughter."

Belen's face showed a serious expression, which made Rogge stunned, and both Latil and Latis looked at him.

"Well, I see."

Rogge's eyes rolled, he naturally knew that this "father and daughter" were definitely not related by blood, after all, Belen and the older cat-eared girl were obviously not much different in age.

"And what about the girl who was with you before?"