At this moment, Latil and Latis were sitting on the stool in a daze, just looking at the blue-haired beauty in front of them, who was older than them.

This big sister is actually a very powerful magister!

It can be seen from the scene just now that this beautiful tavern owner named Sothia is a master of deep concealment, and casually let those people retreat.

"The security of this town is very bad, I've been here for a few days, and it's not the first time I've met people like the one just now, it's really unreasonable, and it's broken my things."

Sothea was mixing wine as she talked to Belen.

Later, she told Belen what was going on in this town, it turned out that there had been a plague in the town here, so the original residents had left, and there were few original residents who remained here, and she learned about it from these families.

No wonder he didn't see anyone, and Belen understood the situation.

"And now, the houses here are basically empty, but there are a lot of hooligans and robbers living here, and they don't have to pay taxes, and the imperial capital doesn't send people to take care of them, which is really trouble-free."

The wine was poured into the wine glass and placed on the table, Belén took it, this time the wine was still "cold", this time he knew why this wine was called this name, this wine did not put ice cubes, but it was tempered by Sothia's magic, so it would be icy.

"Do you sell alcohol here?"

Belen asked what he really meant, he didn't have any stock in his cart, and the wine he wanted now was this "cold", which would definitely sell for a good price anywhere!

Sothia glanced at Belen, as if she knew what the latter was thinking, and smiled slightly: "If you want to buy ice cold, forget it, this wine is only useful if you drink it within five minutes." ”

"That's a shame."

So, Belén bought another kind of wine from Sothea, and bought a total of ten jars, and it was packed in his own container, after all, the capacity of the second carriage was not much.

"So, continuing with the previous topic, can you get me one for that tattoo too?"

Sothia estimated it in her heart before, even if it was her, I am afraid it would be difficult to do that, let alone tattoo herself, this is not to draw with a pen, but to replace the pen with magic, although it seems simple, but what kind of difficulty there is, only those who want to try it will know.

Hearing Sothia's words, Belen was stunned for a moment, then nodded. Say: "If you want, I have no problem, of course, you have to pay a gold coin." ”

This is revenge! Belen blinked.

"Hmm," Sothea groaned softly, as if hesitating about something, he looked at Latil and Latis, and then laughed, "I'd better think about it again, after all, it was engraved on my body with your magic." ”

Indeed, it is too ambiguous to use the magic of others to engrave on one's own body, which seems to be an exclusive mark.

"What... What an exclusive, imprint..."

Latiel's face suddenly turned crimson, and she lowered her head in a panic, not daring to look up at the two, but this expression was seen by Sothea, who smiled lightly.

"It's not just my magic, but you can also extract your magic to get a tattoo."

Belen explained when he heard this, and although he didn't understand what Sothea was hesitating, it was clear that the latter didn't like the magic of outsiders to stay on him.

"Are you leaving this town today?"

"I'll leave tomorrow."

"Then I'll give you an answer tomorrow."

So, after some more conversation about the town, Belén left the tavern with Latil and Latis, and drove the caravan to a small alley where they stopped, after all, the city was sparsely populated, and it was strange to park outside.

After dinner, night gradually falls.

"Mr. Belen, is that Sister Sothea a Magister?"

As if thinking of the scene where Sothea was so powerful again, Ratil immediately became excited again, she had great respect for the Magister.

"Huh? No, she's a shrine maiden. ”

"Mikoto?"

Latil was stunned, not expecting to get this answer.

"It's a shrine maiden, she didn't say a spell."

As if seeing that Latil was puzzled, Belen naturally explained that from the moment he saw Sothea using magic, he had judged that the other party was not a magister.

Most people mistake a witch for a magister, but it's easy to tell the difference between the two, and the magister needs to recite a spell to cast magic, while a shrine maiden doesn't.

The witch race is very rare, and the talent is that they are born with a strong affinity for magic, so their innate advantages are far from being comparable to ordinary magisters.

But there are also things that are not good at it, although the shrine maiden has the talent of being able to cast magic without chanting spells, but she can't perform magic other than the magic attributes she has.

"So that's the case, I didn't expect that Sister Sophia was actually a witch..."

As if to be more interested, Latil asked a lot of questions about the witch race, and Belen was happy to answer her questions.

After that, Belen was cleaning up the dishes, and Ratier on the side walked slowly, picked up the cloth and helped on the side, for some reason, her cheeks were a little red and her eyes drooped.

"My head hurts a little, I feel a little dizzy..."

Latil shook his head, and then continued to wipe the table, wiping and wiping, and his feet were a little unsteady, and his body staggered slightly, but fortunately he held on to the table, and almost fell.

"Latir!"

Belen, who happened to see this scene, was startled, his expression suddenly changed, and he immediately ran towards Latil, who happened to look at him.

"Belém... Sir..."

The voice was very weak, and the next moment, the world was spinning, and Latil suddenly lost her footing, and at the moment of falling, she felt herself fall into a warm embrace.

"Latir!"

Belen hugged Latil, his expression was a little ugly, he looked at Latil's somewhat uncomfortable face, his breathing was very short, his cheeks were slightly red, he stretched out his hand and put it on the latter's forehead.

"It's hot."

Although there is a slight difference in body temperature between the subhuman race and humans, at this temperature, Belen is very sure that Latil has a fever, and he is worried at the moment.

Why did Latil suddenly have a fever?

Belen wondered, could it be the problem with the dishes he cooked? But it was impossible to think about it, and in an instant, his eyes widened slightly, and he suddenly remembered what Sothea had said in the tavern.

"Then you're going to take good care of her at night."

It turned out that Sothea had known that this kind of thing would happen, and the wine might have been strong, but the reason for Ratill's fever was perhaps more because of Sothea's magic and the strength of the wine, which made Latiel's body rise.

"I'm really..."

Belen immediately regretted that he had given Lattier the glass of wine, and now he regretted it, picked up Latill, and walked towards the caravan.

After covering Latir with the quilt, Belen looked at Latiss, who was looking at her sister suspiciously, and rubbed Latiss's head softly.

"Latil is sick, Latis needs to take good care of her."

"Latis knows!"

The little cat nodded earnestly, and then sat down beside her sister.

Belen changed the towel for Latil, and then noticing the sweat on Latil's neck, he picked up another towel and wiped it down.

"Latis, I'll go out for a while, you're going to be good."

"Good!"

Belen stood up, then walked out of the carriage, closed the door, he walked to the second compartment, and began to look for medicine, he remembered that he did have some medicine, but not much, after all, he was not sick.