"Are you leaving?" Seeing Ryan return to the line with his cloak draped on her, Catherine asked with interest, "The auction will officially start in the afternoon, and I strongly recommend that you go in and have a look, so that there may be a windfall." ”

Ryan shook his head self-deprecatingly and smiled, "No need, we're just adventurers, and we can't afford to enjoy the service of 'auction'." As Amy said, let the 'wronged boss' participate in the experience. ”

Catherine was not surprised by this answer.

At that moment, he nodded and said, "Okay, then let's go back directly." I remember yesterday my father specially told me to take you back and visit the Warlock Academy by the way. ”

Amy raised her head and said seriously, "But I don't want to join that academy, I want to have an adventure with Ryan and them!" ”

"Don't worry, I'm just going to take you to see it, after all, the Warlock Academy is a relatively new thing to you and your companions," Catherine shrugged, "and maybe you'll change your mind then." It is worth mentioning that I think what my father said yesterday is still very reasonable, a red dragon warlock will undoubtedly be very dangerous if he does not join the warlock academy to study hard and chooses to live alone. ”

"But I'm not alone!"

Amy shook her head, emphasizing the ill sentence in Catherine's words.

"But this is my father's order, and you can see yesterday, my father is still very strict with me," Catherine sighed innocently, "so can't you cooperate in my face?" After all, if you don't like it, you'll blame me when the time comes. ”

Catherine will always be such a sorceress who is mainly interested in profit. Although she was unhappy with what had happened to her yesterday, she was happy to say so if it would be in the interest of achieving the plan.

Sure enough, just as Catherine expected, when she heard that she was using Schaefer as an excuse, Amy instantly fell silent.

She thought about it carefully, and felt that although she and Catherine had little to do with each other, and were not friends, they had met each other, and besides, the impression that Schaefer had given Amy yesterday evening was indeed as strict with her own family as Catherine had said.

"Well, if that's the case...... Amy thought for a moment and nodded, "we'll accompany you back to the academy." ”

After speaking, he emphasized: "But I said in advance, it's really just a visit." We have our own plans! ”

"No problem," Catherine pretended to be relieved, and said with a smile, "it doesn't matter, as long as you are willing to sell me this face, and let me not be in front of my father then." As for how to decide when the time comes, just follow your own ideas, anyway, my task has been completed. ”

Ryan thought for a moment and felt that there was nothing wrong with what Catherine said, so he said, "It's okay, then let's go back to the academy first." It just so happens that I'm curious about how warlocks learn. ”

With a plan in place, the five of them set out on their return journey.

But just as they were about to leave the second floor—passing by the auction venue—Ryan and Ann saw at about the same time, in the corner of the corridor to the left of the gate, a middle-aged man was forcibly pulling two women with long gray hair, whose skin was as white as snow, but whose hands and feet were cuffed by heavy shackles, and whose bodies were covered with wounds, were about to enter a side door.

This made Ann's eyebrows furrow slightly.

It was the first time she had seen such a woman with skin as white as snowflakes

It has nothing to do with good maintenance, they seem to be born like this.

And more importantly......

"It's very likely that they're albino drows," Ryan explained in a whisper, "The drow elves have gray skin, but 'albino drows' also happen occasionally, and the probability of them appearing is basically only one in 100 drow newborns born to a family. ”

"The albino drow is more suited to living in the surface world than the average drow, so many albino drow will be forced to undergo rigorous spy training soon after they grow up," Ryan sighed softly and continued, "I don't know if these two albino drows were discovered in the course of their work or if they were sold here directly. ”

Seeing the two albino drows being led by the man into the side door, An nodded quietly without saying a word.

Catherine asked curiously, "Albino Drow?" So is the god they believe in still Rose? ”

Albino drow.

This is a very new term for a sorceress.

If it weren't for Ryan's introduction, it would be the first time she had heard of it.

"There are very few beliefs of the basic drow that aren't Rose," Ryan shrugged, "don't think too much. Albino Drow was also born in the Dark Realm, and their essence is no different from ordinary Drow, except that their skin is a little whiter than theirs. ”

"I see," Catherine incredulously, "I thought they had some special abilities. ”

Ann's attention was not at all on the difference between the albino drow and the normal black pit drow.

She knew that the city was a very trade-friendly city, and that as long as she had money, she could buy almost anything here, but the slave trade was indeed beyond the acceptable scope of Anxin.

An couldn't help but desperately want to stand up and stop this.

The Drow Elves are a bunch of evil creatures.

But.

These two have nothing to do with each other.

But Ann also knew that if she did so, it would be irresponsible to herself and her partners.

This was the city of wealth, not the town she lived in at the time, and the fact that the Chamber of Commerce dared to do this kind of business proved that they had the courage to do so.

And she is just a little warrior monk.

"There are actually quite a few people who think like you, but the albino drow is indeed just a little whiter than the ordinary drow," Ryan put a hand on Ann's shoulder, he had already noticed Ann's reaction at the beginning of the conversation, but although Ryan was also angry about this kind of thing, he really couldn't do anything, "Let's go, let's go back to the Warlock Academy." ”

But just as Ryan's words fell, he suddenly heard a loud cheer from the first floor of the comptoir.

"We are the holy warriors representing the god of justice, Tyr, and we have received information that this place has been suspected of the slave trade for a long time, and we have come to investigate, and I hope you can cooperate!"