Extraordinary Voyage

2020-11-02

Chapter 47 Crow Fair

Today’s Mr. “Zorro” can be said to be the difference between Heaven and Earth.

A gentleman’s hat is lowered almost to the nose, only a few strands of deep blue hair are exposed at the edges, low-key but luxurious and decent clothes are reflected in the details. .

It’s just that what this guy did today was not commensurate with this beautiful dress. After deviating from the bustling main road of Gabred, he continued to drill into the remote alleys.

If it weren’t for the fact that this guy was in a hurry and never looked back, Alwin would have thought he had found himself and was circling in circles to avoid tracking.

“What a mysterious guy.”

But to be cautious, Alwin still pulled a little distance, just hanging far away, so as not to let him completely out of his sight.

After walking through five or six alleys so narrow that even a carriage could not enter, Alwin finally saw him parked in front of an abandoned yard.

Although the location is remote and the buildings are old, the place is really big.

Judging from the mottled and broken decorations, it used to be an extremely expensive land in the old city, but now it has been abandoned for many years, and even all kinds of shrubs have grown.

Standing at the door of the deserted house.

“Zorro” took out a black one-piece cloak from his small bag and draped it over his body. Then, facing the locked wrought iron gate, he walked in directly.

In a wave of water, the whole person disappeared without a trace.

“Witchcraft? Hallucinations?”

Alwin emerges from his hiding place in the distance, cautiously observing.

It wasn’t until he got closer that his active spirit strength caught the residual witchcraft in the air.

A permanent sorcery has been cast here!

In fact, this place is only intended to shield the ordinary person, and for transcenders, especially for legal transcenders whose spirits have been activated, as long as they walk within five meters, they are as conspicuous as bright lights. .

No wonder this guy has no anti-reconnaissance awareness along the way. It turns out that this place is simply a semi-public place, and anyone who can find it can enter.

And after reading Leon’s notes, Alwin is no longer a complete novice, and has already guessed where it is.

“Good luck, I got a pillow when I fell asleep.”

Alwin was a little fortunate that he wasn’t wearing a military uniform today, but a casual hooded jacket, pulling down his pockets. Hat others can only see a chin.

Perfect!

Then he walked straight in, as if he had passed through a layer of flowing water, and the bustling sound instantly filled his ears.

“How much”

“Too expensive, and too many side effects”

“Don’t buy it, don’t touch it.”

All kinds of stalls, shops, and walking crowds made Alwin feel like he was in a lively market in an instant.

It’s just that this bazaar is a little different from other places.

Mysterious and secretive buyers and sellers, deliberately low voices of conversation, overall biased towards dark decorations, all kinds of grotesquely shaped and even people have one’s hair stand on end on the stalls, and everywhere They are filled with a strange smell, which all explain the strangeness here.

In fact, this is indeed a market, but it is not a market for the ordinary person, but a “raven market” that only serves transcenders!

Leon’s notes contain records of the Raven Market, where he himself was a frequent visitor and was active as a seller. Although the ages and regions are different, they are essentially the same.

If Alwin were to find a secular existence to compare with, it would be similar to the “ghost market” in his previous life, where sunsets and gatherings are scattered at sunrise. irresponsible.

Alwin felt that Mr. “Zorro” was his lucky star, and brought a pillow when he was dozing off. First, he “send” Leon’s notes to himself, and this time he “sends” a crow bazaar. He is really a good person.

Alwin had to guess that this guy must also be a wizard, otherwise he couldn’t make a reasonable explanation for his strange behavior.

Aristocrats, thieves, other apprentices of Peak Level Knight, wizard apprentice, with so many identities, Alwin became more and more interested in the secrets of Mr. “Zorro”.

Although it’s a little weird.

This kind of existence that obviously belongs to the key attack of the church and the kingdom, why can it appear in an important city like Gabred. But Alwin has never been a person who knows the bottom line, and the deep-seated reason is not far away from himself, a newcomer who has just entered the Transcendent World.

After a bit of caution, we officially entered the market.

It was the first time that I entered the Raven Market, and with a sense of novelty, I didn’t care where “Zorro” went, and joined the flow of people each minding their own business to hang out.

“How much are these sageworts?”

Squatting in front of a stall selling medicinal herbs, Alwin pointed to a bundle of herbs with leaves that looked like sparrow tongues on the stall. Ask the stall owner with a deliberately lowered and camouflaged voice.

The sagebrush is the main ingredient of one of the three self-created potions recorded in Leon’s notes, the “Bird’s Whisper Potion”. Although it is not a treasured herb, it is of course not to be missed if it is encountered here. .

I was worried that the frequent purchase of strange medicinal herbs would attract attention, so I wanted to avoid the limelight. But in a place like the Raven Market where everyone hides their identities, this kind of concern no longer exists, and no one will recognize it if you take off the hood when you leave the Raven Market.

“There are twenty in total. You can take both Golden Lions.” The stall owner, who also covered his head with a black hood, didn’t even raise his head, and a cold voice came from under the hood. out of the shadows.

I don’t care about the attitude of the stall owners. Most of the stall owners along the way have this kind of deserving a beating virtue. If I put it outside, the business will be yellow. Here it is the norm.

“Two silver bulls!” Alwin indifferently said his own psychological expectations, but the price was directly cut off by 2/3/2022.

The stall owner glanced up at Alwin.

At least Alwin did feel two cold eyes from behind his hood, and after a while he said, “Take it.”

It’s still calm and composed.

“It’s still too high!” Although Alwin has tried his best to overestimate the degree of black heart in the Crow Market, but judging from the attitude of the stall owner, the price quoted by himself is still much higher than the stall owner’s psychological price.

However, he was not depressed either, and he felt shallow on paper, and what Leon recorded in his notes was only his own experience.

even more how It’s been a hundred years, if I’ve been trapped in the insights recorded in Leon’s records, I’ll suffer a lot to come.

Afterwards, Alwin went to every stall, except for some familiar medicinal herbs, he didn’t even touch the other strange-looking things.

Eyesight is important when shopping at the Crow Fair.

You’re going to lose some money at the antique market, where you’re going to die if you buy weird stuff of unknown origin!

This is also the reason why Alwin encountered strange enemies in the past, and even dared not collect spills of war, both the blood anchor Zack and the native Witch Doctor Gagon.

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