Today's Mr. "Zorro" is very different from the image of the thief of that day.

A gentleman's hat is low almost to the nose, and only a few strands of dark blue hair are exposed at the edges, but the low-key but details reflect the luxurious and decent clothing, at first glance it is a personable noble child.

It's just that today, this guy did things that didn't match this beautiful dress, and after deviating from Gabrid's bustling main road, he went into the middle of nowhere.

If it weren't for the fact that this guy was in a hurry and didn't look back, Evan would have thought he had discovered himself and was going around in circles to avoid tracking.

"What a mystery guy. ”

However, for the sake of prudence, Evan still narrowed the distance a little, just hanging far away, so as not to let him completely out of his sight.

After walking through five or six alleys so narrow that even a carriage couldn't get in, Aven finally saw him parked at the door of an abandoned courtyard.

Although the location is remote and the building is old, the place is really big.

Judging from the mottled and broken decorations, this was once the place where every inch of land was in the old town, but now it has been abandoned for I don't know how many years, and even various shrubs have grown.

Standing at the door of the deserted house.

"Zorro" took out a black one-piece cloak from his small bag and draped it over his body, and then faced the locked latte iron gate and walked straight inside.

In a wave of water, the whole person disappeared without a trace, and the door that seemed to have been baptized by wind and rain seemed to be non-existent.

"Witchcraft, hallucinations?"

Evan stepped out of his distant hiding place and watched cautiously.

It wasn't until he got closer that his active mental power caught the residual witchcraft in the air.

A solidified permanent sorcery has been cast here!

In fact, this place was originally only shielded from ordinary people, and for transcendents, especially for those whose spirits had been activated, as long as they approached within a range of five meters, it was as conspicuous as a beacon.

No wonder this guy didn't have any sense of anti-reconnaissance all the way, it turned out that this place was simply a semi-public place, and anyone who could find it could enter.

And after reading Leon's notes, he is no longer a complete novice Aven, and he already has a guess about what place this is.

"Luckily, I was really sleepy and came to the pillow. ”

Evan was a little glad that he didn't wear a military uniform today, but a civilian dress with a hood, and when he pulled down the hood, others could only see a chin.

Perfect!

Then he walked straight in, as if through a film of flowing water, and the bustling sound instantly filled his ears.

"How much is ....."

"It's too expensive, and the side effects are too great...."

"If you don't buy it, don't touch it. ”

All kinds of stalls, shops, and walking crowds made Ai Wen feel like he was coming to a lively market in an instant.

It's just that this bazaar is a little different from other places.

The mysteriously dressed buyers and sellers, the deliberately muffled conversations, the overall spooky décor, the odd and even creepy goods on the stalls, and the strange smell permeating the place, all speak for themselves.

In fact, this is indeed a bazaar, but it is not a bazaar for ordinary people, but a "crow bazaar" that only serves the transcendent!

Leon's notes contain an account of the Raven Bazaar, of which he himself was a frequent visitor and active as a seller. Although the age and geography are different, they are all similar in essence.

If Aven were to find a worldly existence to compare it with, it would be similar to the "ghost market" in his previous life, where he would disperse at sunset and sunrise, and he would not be responsible for anything bought and sold here after it was gone.

Evan felt that this Mr. "Zorro" was simply his lucky star, and brought a pillow when he was asleep. first "sent" Leon's notes, and this time he "sent" a crow bazaar, which is really a good person.

Evan had to guess that this guy must also be a wizard, otherwise he really couldn't come up with a reasonable explanation for his strange behavior.

Aristocrats, thieves, pinnacle-level apprentice knights, and wizard apprentices, with so many identities, Evan is more and more interested in the secrets of Mr. "Zorro".

Although it is also a little strange.

Why did this kind of existence, which clearly belonged to the focus of the Church and the Kingdom, appear in such a prominent city as Gabraed? But Ai Wen has never been an exhaustive person, and the deep-seated reason is not far from what he, a newcomer who has just entered the transcendent world, should explore.

After a few precautions, you will officially enter the bazaar.

The first time I entered the Raven Bazaar, I had a sense of novelty, and I didn't care where "Zorro" went, and I wandered around by myself.

"How much do these tongue grasses cost?"

Squatting in front of a stall selling herbs, Ai Wen pointed to a bundle of herbs with leaves that looked like sparrow's tongues, and asked the stall owner in a deliberately lowered and disguised voice.

The Tongue Herb is the main ingredient for one of the three self-created potions recorded in Leon's notes, the "Bird Language Elixir", and although it is not a rare herb, it is certainly not to be missed if it can be encountered here.

Originally, I was worried that the frequent purchase of strange herbs would attract attention, so I wanted to avoid the limelight. But in a place like the Crow Bazaar, where everyone hides their identity, this concern no longer exists, and no one can recognize them when they take off their hoods when they leave the Crow Bazaar.

"There are twenty in total, and you can take both of the two golden lions. The stall owner, who also covered his head with a black hood, didn't even lift his head, and a cold and hard voice came from the shadows under the hood.

I don't care about the attitude of the stall owner, along the way, most of the stall owners are this kind of lack of morality that loves to buy or not, if you put it outside, the business will be yellow a long time ago, but here it is the norm.

"Two silver bulls!" Ai Wen said lightly his psychological expectations, but the price was directly cut by two-thirds.

The stall owner glanced up at Aven.

At least Evan did feel two cold glances from behind his hood, and only after a moment did he say, "Take it." ”

It's still an ancient well without waves.

"It's still high!" Although Evan has tried his best to overestimate the degree of blackness in the Crow Bazaar, looking at the attitude of this stall owner, the price he quoted is still much higher than the stall owner's psychological price.

However, he was not depressed, and the paper was shallow, and Leon's notes were only his own experiences.

What's more, a hundred years have passed, and if he has been trapped in Leon's record knowledge, the loss he will suffer is still to come.

Then Ai Wen went around every stall, except for the familiar herbs scattered and sporadical, and the other strange-looking things were not even touched.

Buying at the "Raven Bazaar" is very important.

Punching the hole in the antique market can cost you some money at most, and buying a weird thing from an unknown origin here can be fatal!

This is also the reason why Evan has encountered strange enemies in the past, and he has not even dared to collect loot, such as the blood anchor Zack and the indigenous witch doctor Gagon.