The brunette witch relied on her vast experience to pull up a lot of plausible theories to prevaricate the past, at least not to disappoint her customers. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info Christina also opted for a "fate revealed" service, which made the witch happily praise the fate of "impermanence" in her heart. Christina was pleased with the outcome of her prophecy, and the witch predicted that she would live happier than the people around her when she got married, and that she would spend her old age in a place where violets bloomed.

After leaving the blue tent, the noise of the free market soon made Alina forget about the terrible prophecy.

They walked around the free market, and although there were many interesting goods, Elina didn't buy any of them after knocking on them curiously. However, she soon discovered something very interesting.

In the noisy free market, it was normal for humans to sell here, but Alina had seen a little demon with its feet naked in chains - it was the size of two of Aliana's palms, with tiny horns and bat wings, and a glass cover tied to the end of its stinger tail, which made it unof any danger. It flapped its wings and flew through the air, its tiny claws clutching a yellowed piece of linen with the price of each item written on it.

The poor little devil was desperately there shouting in the "Hell Accent" Ruofian language: "Cheap and abundant magic potions! Black owl feathers, potions that will make you smarter, and potions made from the whiskers of fairy cats that will make you move with great agility, all by Master Spy. ”

And the "Master Spy" in its mouth was sitting leisurely on a chaise longue in the stone house, looking at a big-headed book without a cover. This is a young man with a languid temperament, even in the downtown area, his attention is still focused on the book in front of him, as if an invisible barrier isolates him from the hustle and bustle around him. At the first sight of him, Alina could clearly feel that he had a temperament that was incompatible with this place, it was not a simple aristocratic and cold temperament, it also contained something else.

Christina noticed that Alina had stopped, and she saw Alina looking with interest at the little imp flapping its wings - not the potion behind it or the "Master Spy", but the little demon itself.

"Alina, Alina. ”

Like a child staring at a toy in a store at the voice of her mother, Alina reluctantly looked away at Christina.

"Can you buy anything here?"

"Of course, you can buy anything. ”

As soon as she finished speaking, Alina eagerly took her hand and walked quickly to the ugly little devil, as if she was one step slower and someone would shove the black and red monster into her pocket.

The two of them walked through the crowd, and the weak little devil noticed the two people walking towards him, and when he saw Alina's face clearly, he trembled. The glint in the half-elf's green eyes was tantamount to the flash of the Death Scythe in its eyes.

The little devil threw away the yellowed linen in his hand in the next second, screaming and flapping his wings in an attempt to escape, but unfortunately, it was immediately pulled by the chain on his feet and fell to the ground. It jumped in horror, jumped onto the low windowsill, and hid inside the shop.

"How many gold coins does your little winged thing sell?" The silver bell-like female voice disturbed Master Spy, who was immersed in the big-headed book, and he put down the big-headed book without a cover in his hand and raised his head slightly, so Alina saw the face of a serious-looking, somewhat thin young man, he wore small round glasses, the bridge of his nose was straight, and there was a critical look in his two small eyes, obviously he was not very satisfied with the book he was flipping through.

"Not for sale. He said in a cold tone, still with an inevitable hint of anger in his voice, obviously a little short-tempered.

Then he stood up and reprimanded the little devil who was squatting on the ground and shivering: "Little Bichi, what are you doing squatting there?

The little devil was still trembling, and the impatient Master Spye pulled the small chain and lifted it up, "Ouch, you slacker, what are you afraid of. ”

"Ahh Arcanis. ”

The little devil hanging upside down in the air whispered with a crying voice.

"What? What are you talking about, you repeat. With that, he impatiently lifted the little devil who had wrapped himself in wings to the windowsill.

He turned his head to say something to the strange patron, and he saw Christina, who had been pulled behind him by Alina, and only then did he finally barely have a polite smile on his face.

"Miss Christina, long time no see, what do you need to buy?"

Although standing in front of him was a recognized beauty in the aristocratic circle and her status was noble enough, Sbee was still neither humble nor arrogant, and Alina could see that the nobility of this young man was not groundless.

"Mr. Sbyby, it's this young lady, she wants to buy something. ”

Christina replied very politely.

"Hey, young lady, take back your hand! Don't get caught by this brute!"

Sbee warned loudly, and Alina retracted her index finger in displeasure at the shivering little devil.

"Your little winged creature looks sick, how about ten gold coins for the sake of its ability to speak. ”

"Miss, this is not for sale. Looking at the very serious expression on Alina's face, Spy's "master" emphasized again.

"Twenty gold coins. Alina seemed to have made up her mind, and she held out two onion fingers and said.

Christina chuckled, gently pulled Alina's hand, looked at the puzzled Alina, and explained, "It's a lower level creature...."

Before Christina could finish speaking, Alina seemed to understand something and immediately said, "Then fifty gold coins." ”

Sbee muttered quietly, "I really feel sorry for you silver-haired idiot. ”

"It's Mr. Spaby's contract monster, and it can't be transferred to you. As soon as Christina finished speaking, the little devil who had shrunk himself into a pile suddenly jumped up at Master Spy, grabbed his robe tightly, snorted and pleaded with tears, "My dear master, don't sell me! ”

Spybee slapped it off with a straight palm, ", don't stain my robe." ”

"My dear master, don't abandon me!" the little devil who had been kicked into the corner crawled frantically on the ground.

"Alright, alright. Little Bichi, stop me. ”

Although she didn't understand what contract monsters or low-level creatures were, the little devil's hard work made Alina know that she couldn't buy this "interesting and cute creature".

"Alina, what else would you like to buy?"

"No, those potions look like they're going to kill if you drink them. A disappointed Alina said and left with Christina.

"Goodbye then, Mr. Spaby. Beautiful Christina smiled and waved goodbye to Spy.

"Goodbye, beautiful ladies. With flattering words on his lips, Sby still had that undying smile.

The surrounding men all cast jealous glances at the "master" of Spy, whose faces gradually turned back to seriousness, and Spy, who slowly glanced around without saying a word, forced those eyes back one by one. After discovering that Alina was gone, the little devil happily jumped on the windowsill, picked up the yellowed linen and continued to sell.

Sbee picked up the big-headed book without a cover, lay down on the chaise longue, and continued to look critically at the book in his hand, muttering to himself in his mouth. He didn't notice that the little devil who was shouting loudly squinted at the back of the half-elf that was gradually disappearing into the crowd.

"Ash Executive. Xiao Bichi muttered hatefully.

A horror warrior who was supposed to die seventy years ago, but as a demon, it was pretty sure that Alina was Arcanis, the Ash Executive, because it recognized the seemingly ordinary bracelet on Alina's wrist.

It still remembers the pain of the knife seventy years ago, when a silver-haired ranger's blade directly destroyed its body, turning him from a powerful demon into a weak little demon, bullied.

Xiao Bichi gritted his teeth, the demon's revenge was the strongest existence in the multiverse.

Maybe she'd be incognito, or maybe she'd be on a mission, either way, uncovering her identity would surely get her into big trouble. Think of the look of surprise on the faces of the stupid Ruofia when they found out that the true identity of an academy student was the Ash Executive. The more the little devil thought about it, the more excited she became, now that it was in the shadows, and the Ash Enforcer was in the light, it was time for her to see the revenge of the demons.

This little devil who fell into his own beautiful fantasy was fantasizing about the silver-haired half-elf being pierced by a dozen Ruofia spears, when the chain on his foot suddenly pulled, and the little devil fell helplessly to the ground, and the ugly revelation hit the hard ground.

"What does little Bichi think? Why don't you call it?"

"Yes, yes, master. ”

The little devil jumped back on the counter, screaming hard, cursing Alina viciously in her heart, she must have come to see it laugh.

It rubbed its head, and secretly vowed in its heart that it would make the Ash Executive pay for its arrogance!