"Wait a minute!" the stall owner was about to leave when Alfie suddenly stopped him.

The stall owner froze when he heard this, then turned around and asked astringently, "This uncle, what else do you have to do?"

"It's nothing, I was interested in those gadgets I saw on your stall just now, I wonder if you can sell me a few?" Alfie asked.

"When, of course you can, a gold coin, how many pieces do you buy?" Although the stall owner was anxious to get out, in order not to show flaws, he couldn't refuse, and there was no reason not to do business at the door.

"Just three. Mechanical kittens, mechanical dogs, and- this thing. Alfie casually ordered two items of goods that had just been placed on the stall, and then lit up one of the things in his hand to the stall owner.

"How did you get this thing?" the stall owner was so frightened that his voice turned sour when he saw the things in Alfie's hand.

"Well, I picked it up when you were packing up your things, and I thought it was interesting, so I could buy it. I remember you said your goods were all one gold coin, right?" asked Alfie, nonchalantly playing with what she was holdings.

"No, that's right. The stall owner replied stubbornly.

"Good. These are three gold coins, please put them away. Alfie threw three gold coins in his hand.

The stall owner hurriedly put away the gold coins, handed Alfie a mechanical kitten and a mechanical puppy, and hurriedly squeezed into the crowd and disappeared.

Seeing that the stall owner and the big fat man who caused the commotion left one after another, the onlookers also dispersed in a hurry, leaving only Alfie and the other four people still in place.

"Alfie, you're here just in time!" Killian rushed up and patted Alfie on the shoulder, Alfie was really his savior.

"Alfie, why do you have to buy that stall owner's goods? I look at the two mechanical animals are also very ordinary~" Sean asked puzzled.

Alfie didn't answer, but looked thoughtfully in the direction the stall owner was leaving. After shoving the two mechanical critters to Sean, Alfie quietly put away the object that had just been shown to the stall owner, which was a visual communication ball from Ingneil's lab.

"The point is where you got the gold?" Tyrol asked suddenly. He knew that although the many potions on Alfie's body were valuable, there were almost no real gold coins. When he entered the black market to pay the entrance fee before, Tyrol wondered where Alfie's gold coins came from, but he was delayed by a series of things later, and he didn't have time to ask, and now he happened to ask together.

"Hehe, it's just a little illusion. Alfie waved her hand unconcernedly, although the illusion obtained from Tenaier was relatively low-level, but these people were still fine. Unless someone is suspicious of using special means to identify them, these "gold coins" last for a month, and at that time the gold coins are not known how many hands have been poured, and they are not at all discovered.

"How did you get together?" Alfie, weren't you and Tyror called in by Master Nat for another test?" asked Killian, in a low voice.

"Master Nat's test for us was to come to the black market and find a way to get a magic suppression stone. Alfie smiled wryly. It is impossible to sell such a thing as a magic suppression stone in a stall in the open, and if they want to get the magic suppression stone smoothly, it is useless to have gold coins. And their big benefactor, Kyrian, seems to have lost his money bag.

"Demon suppression stones?" Killian was stunned, he had also heard of this rare treasure, "If it is a magic suppression stone, I'm afraid it can't be bought at ordinary stalls, we might as well go to the bounty on the black market to have a look." ”

In addition to the normal stall trading, there is another way to trade on the black market, that is, to list or recycle an item at the bounty office, and the price of the item is determined by the bounty holder, but after the transaction is successful, a large bounty fee needs to be paid to the black market.

However, this is an act of chance, and there are many bounties on the black market that have not been completed for hundreds of years, and they have not yet been completed.

"What are you doing then?" said Sean anxiously.

Killian didn't move for a long time, but looked around, not knowing what he was looking for.

"Killian, why aren't you leading the way?" Sean urged. He wanted to finish Master Nat's test as soon as possible and get out of this hellish place as soon as possible, he was very scared here today.

"That...... I seem to be a little lost......" Killian's embarrassed words nearly brought the other three to the ground completely.

......

At about the same time, at the entrance of an inconspicuous building on the edge of the black market, a thin and withered figure appeared, looked around, and after making sure that no one was paying attention around, he took out something and scratched it lightly on the door, and the door quietly opened a crack in the door, and the black shadow flashed and walked in.

After entering the gate, there is a deep corridor, which is filled with a kind of fog that seems to be nothing, and under the dim magic lamp, it renders a strange and mysterious atmosphere.

The thin black shadow turned a few corners along the corridor and came to a completely dark room.

"You're late. A clear voice sounded in the fog of the dark room, making the newcomers shiver.

"Waited, delayed, Lord Jacob. The thin black shadow replied in a trembling voice, and it was the stall owner just now.

"Why?" said a chill in Jacob's voice.

"That guy seems to have discovered something. The stall owner said with a weak heart. Along the way, he rummaged through all the storage equipment, and found that there seemed to be no missing visual communication balls, could it be that he remembered it by mistake? But he didn't dare to reveal the news at this time.

He has not been a member of this mysterious organization for a long time, and he has not yet fully gained the trust of others, and if he is found to be incompetent, then his vain attempt to use the power of this organization to achieve his ambitions cannot be achieved.

"That guy!" Jacob snorted coldly, "is it the same guy who ruined Rospear's plan to think he was clever?"

"Exactly that nasty fellow. The stall owner said through gritted teeth.

"Dravor, what happened after I left?" a voice asked curiously, the same big fat man just now.

"We closed a small deal. The stall owner hesitated for a moment, and said lightly.

"What did he buy from you?" asked the big fat man Rospear curiously.

"Just a few worthless knick-knacks. "Draver, the stall owner, didn't want to reveal more.

As soon as Dravor's words fell, a chilling murderous aura erupted from the depths of the secret room, easily locking him on.