"Troll, are you here to protect Sean, or are you here to murder him?" Alfie asked leisurely as she looked at Sean, who was screaming and dancing in the sky. He had already calculated where Sean would fall, and if there was no accident, he would land in the most crowded place, and he would definitely be trampled into a mash by the crowd if he didn't fall into a meatloaf.

"Can you handle it?" Tror glanced at Alfie and reached out to grab a handful in Sean's direction, and Sean seemed to be being pulled by an invisible rope, flying upside down from the air in violation of the rules of gravity, and landed firmly in his original position.

There was a round of applause and cheers, and even a few brass plates were thrown in by the do-gooders - everyone thought of Sean and Tror as the usual vaudevillers in the celebrations, and they had just put on a trapeze show for everyone.

Wonderful performances should naturally win rewards, and the people who come to participate in the celebration still have this common sense, and a few copper plates are the best praise for them.

As soon as the frightened Sean landed, he noticed the copper plates thrown around, and after determining that these copper plates were for him, Sean's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly began to pick up the copper plates from the ground one by one, and after blowing off the dust on them, he carefully put them into his pocket. For Sean, who is from a poor family, no matter how small the mosquito is, it is meat, and these copper plates are enough for him to eat for three days.

Alfie and Killian had expressions on their faces that they couldn't bear to look at directly, and quietly distanced themselves from Sean, so as not to be thought of as a group by the people around them, it was simply too embarrassing! Sean had no consciousness of becoming a disciple of Master Madison at all, and he didn't know that as long as he reported this name, even if he couldn't prepare any potions now, it would be enough to become a guest in the rich family.

Relatively speaking, Tyror did not show the slightest disgust, but helped Sean resist the pressure from all sides, and contributed his own strength to him to be able to pick up those copper plates smoothly without being squeezed.

Troll, on the other hand, watched the crowd with great interest, as if he was very satisfied with the situation he had created.

For most of the people who were going to the palace, everything that happened here was just a small episode, and seeing that everyone had no intention of continuing to behave, they giggled and hit the road again.

Only then did Alfie notice that several of them had unknowingly diverted from the crowd and gathered in a corner of the main road, so that they no longer had to squeeze around the crowd as they had just done.

Alfie glanced thoughtfully at Troll, when did this guy become so smart?

"Boy, don't look around, just talk about you!" Troll's long arm grabbed Killian's collar, "what are we going to do next?"

"Hehe, we'll go straight to the Desolate Land from here, and then from the Desolate Land to the Palace Square, it will be much faster. Killian said with a smirk. When facing a powerhouse in the Holy Domain, he will definitely not retain the demeanor of a wealthy son.

"Desolate land?" said Alfie, repeating thoughtfully, he had been there when he first came to the imperial capital, and the impression he had left was not good. The after-effects of overdose of physical strength potions still affect him to this day, and the best physical strength potions can only exert sixty percent of their effects on him at present.

But then again, the strange girl disappeared after the night of shock, and I don't know where she is hiding now. No matter what Willy's boss said, Alfie firmly believed that the strange girl who forced him to call him a teacher would never leave the imperial capital at this time.

"Elfie, what do you want?" Seeing that the others had already followed Killian in the direction of the desolate land, but Alfie had been stunned in place, and Tyrol couldn't help but pat him.

"It's nothing, I'm just a little curious, the Desolate Land is a place that all the people of the Imperial Capital are afraid of, even if the rest of the place is clogged up, no one wants to take that shortcut, why does Killian not care? It seems that this is not the first time he has done this. Alfie shook her head.

"What's so strange? Have you forgotten that there's a black market under the desolate land? Killian had brought us to the black market in the first place, and he must have been very familiar with it, so he wouldn't be afraid. Tyrol reminded.

"I don't think so. The Black Market simply places its entrance near the Desolate Lands, giving us the illusion that the Black Market is right under the Desolate Lands. You've been to the Black Market, and you know that the entrance to the Black Market requires a teleportation circle, and God knows how far that teleportation circle teleported us, maybe the Black Market isn't under the Desolate Land at all, but under the Palace!" Alfie said half-jokingly.

He didn't quite believe that such a large black market could be accommodated under the desolate land, and he had carefully observed that there were no supporting buildings in the black market, so if a large area was underground, it would definitely not be reasonable for it to collapse.

According to Robert V, the black market has been around for thousands of years, which basically excludes the possibility that the black market is underground. Alfie judged that the black market probably existed in a different space, and with Augusta's ability, it was not difficult to open up such a stable different space.

"Maybe you're right. However, it is very likely that Killian did not think of this, but really thought that the black market was under the desolate land, so we didn't seem to need to expose it, otherwise it was very likely to scare his guts~" Tyrol made a rare joke.

In fact, Killian's wisdom may not have been able to think of this, and I am afraid that there is another reason for insisting on this, but everyone is unwilling to break it. With different backgrounds, the four are carefully maintaining this fragile hard-won friendship. Although everyone understands that this is probably just a beautiful bubble, no one wants to burst it if it is possible.

"Let's go, let's hurry up with them and take the shortcut that Killian said, without Troll's help, it will take a lot of effort to get there smoothly from the crowd!" Elfie patted Tyrol on the shoulder.

He understood that although Troll was inconspicuous, he still silently supported his realm, and in his realm, the movement of people became extraordinarily free, and was not affected by the flow of people. I just don't know how big Troll's domain is, if they don't carelessly leave his domain, they can rely on their own strength to swim against the flow of people, which is not a smart choice.

However, Alfie also didn't understand Troll's choice a little, was it really good to openly use the power of the domain in front of everyone? Isn't he afraid of being targeted by people with intentions? Although the Sanctuary is still the top combat power on the continent, it doesn't mean that no one has the idea of fighting the Sanctuary. As we all know, almost every sacred area can be regarded as a treasure house, and if this treasure house can be robbed, the harvest can be imagined.

But if Troll's true face is the guy he guessed, maybe he did it on purpose!