Wonderful trip to another world

"Mr. Belém, is it difficult to assess the Flozarno Academy?"

"This... well, it should be quite difficult."

Hearing this uncertain answer, La Tier showed a puzzled look. She asked: "Has Mr. Belém ever participated in the assessment?"

"Of course I participated, but I don't know if my assessment is the same as other people's assessments." Belen replied, thinking about the past.

Later, Lattes closed the book, and hearing Belen and Latier chatting so happily, Lattes' head popped out of the window and intervened between the two grinningly.

On this day, Belem came to a city that had been there many times. This time, he came to find an old business partner. As for why, of course, he came to sell things.

However, this thing is not ordinary goods.

Rather, the magical device.

Magic devices are items that can only be used by magisters. They can be strong or weak, and different in size and appearance. The sale of magic gadgets cannot be said to be legal. It depends on the type of magic tools.

For example, the extremely lethal magical device is strictly prohibited in the laws of the kingdom, and such items cannot be sold among civilians.

And the magical device that Belen wanted to sell at this moment, although it hadn't reached that level, was enough to violate the law.

Well, he doesn't care about it. Anyway, he is definitely not the only person doing these things secretly. Besides, he doesn't often do this kind of business. He can do a few occasionally to fill his pockets.

The commercial car entered a small alley and stopped at the corner, and Belen also jumped out of the commercial car. He glanced at the stairs going down to the side, and then looked at Latier and Latis.

"Otherwise, are you waiting here for a while?"

"I want to go down and play with Big Brother!"

"Lattes, please don't mess with Mr. Belen."

Seeing Lattes grumbling, Belen also shook his head helplessly, and then reached out and rubbed Lattes' head.

"Then go down with me."

"Great!"

Latis's originally unhappy face immediately became wonderful. She cheered, her pair of cat ears vigorously swinging, which made her adorable.

Walking down the stairs leading to the darkness below, Belen's face was calm, Latis was still active, but Latil seemed a little scared, she walked cautiously, holding Belen tightly with her hands.

As if feeling a little nervous and scared by La Tier, Belen comforted and said, "Don't be afraid, there is nothing."

Hearing Belen's words, La Tier's drooping cat ears straightened a little, and the hand holding Belen's arm loosened a little.

"Mr. Belen, do you want to do something here?"

"Well, I just came to meet a business friend." Belen replied, and the scene in front of him became a little brighter.

"Well, it's coming."

Chapter 17: The girl before?

Because of the faint light, the little fear in La Tier's heart gradually receded, but she still took Belen's arm.

When they reached the end of the stairs, the three of them walked around the corner and saw a street in sight, but there were very few people coming and going.

"Mr. Belén, is this..." Looking at the street in front of him, La Tier's eyes swept over the dressing of the people and the stallholders, and he had a guess in his heart.

"Yes, this is a black market."

What does Mr. Belen do when he comes here?

Latier glanced at Belen and thought about it. Although curious, he didn't ask.

Immediately afterwards, Belen took the hands of the two of them, and then walked forward, his gaze swept across the stalls around, as if looking for something.

La Tier knew about the existence of the black market because she used to be a slave, and there were many people with the same status who were sold in such a market, but the scale of the black market there was much larger than here.

But Lattes's cheerful smile made Latier at ease. After all, this environment was somewhat similar to the cages that trapped them.

At this time, La Tier suddenly felt his wrist pulled, and he fell to Belem, but he was held back.

This unexpected movement made La Tier stunned, her white cheeks immediately flushed, like a red fruit, she raised her head to look at Belen.

"Mr. Belen, you..."

Before she finished speaking, La Tier stopped her mouth, and she looked at Belen's eyes blankly, and there was a touch of coldness in those eyes.

At this moment, she found a man in a black robe walking by her side. The man was wearing a hood. Under such a dim environment, the face could not be seen clearly, but La Tier could see. An eye with a dirty look, that eye is also looking at her.

Latil froze at this moment, she didn't dare to look anymore, quickly retracted her gaze and buried her head in Belen's chest.

"Don't be afraid."

A gentle voice rang in La Tier's ear, and a big hand gently stroked her head, giving soft warmth.

Belen felt the slightly trembling body of the girl in his arms, and he glanced at the man in the black robe again, with a warning in his eyes.

"Tsk."

The black-robed man also noticed Belen's gaze, made a dissatisfied voice, then glanced at Latier again and turned away.

"It's okay, that guy is gone."

Belen patted La Tier on the shoulder. After hearing the words, the latter moved a little away and found that the black-robed man had left, and she was relieved.

"Thank you..."

Hearing La Tier’s thanks, Belen shook her head, and then took the girl’s hand and continued to move forward. La Tisi was on the side with a dull look, as if she had no idea what happened .

"There are a lot of people like that kind of guy, but don't worry too much, I'll be by your side."

"Ok!"

Latier's heart warmed, her other hand was also tightly pulling Belen's clothes corner, and her face showed a satisfied smile.

Seeing Latier relaxed, Belen also nodded, his eyes swept past passers-by again, his eyes seemed to be much more alert.

The three were walking on this street, and at this time, Belen also saw a familiar person. He took the two girls and walked slowly over.

It was a shop with dark lights and narrow roads, but there was an old man in a black shirt sitting on a rocking chair, reading a book leisurely with the faint light.

"Rogge."

Hearing someone calling him, the old man also put down the book, and a man in white clothes and two girls with cat ears came into view.

"Isn't this Belen Gleeian? A rare guest."