Chapter 815

"ASA! Master Augustine! This way -"

When Maka just sneaked into the house of the Witt family and was asking about the entrance to the secret room, Milian seemed to have found a way to enter the underground black market.

At this moment, she took the lead in turning into a shabby Muggle shop street. She saw her slender legs alternating quickly, and she felt that she could not keep up with the horse behind her for several times.

However, Miriam was still able to speak with a steady breath under the condition of concentrating on her way.

"Just now I saw a wizard coming out at the front of the antique shop and several people in a row... So I went and asked. They said that there was a channel made by the family in the past. Although the family completely collapsed later, the channel was preserved..."

"Do you know many people in that passage?" ASA asked casually, effortlessly following Milian.

"No, only a few..." millian shook her head and explained, "the other end of the channel is in a warehouse on the black market. It has always been used only for private use."

When Ma slightly heard the speech, he couldn't help feeling a little puzzled.

"Since it's private... How did they tell you?"

But his question made millian want to sigh - the young master had too many faults in the common sense of some ordinary people.

But after thinking about it, she still held her breath back. After all, this young master Augustine is of great use to them!

"Of course it's jinjialong!" she said helplessly, "if you want to get anything from others, you have to pay the corresponding price. Jinjialong is the best reward... It's hard to find people who don't like jinjialong in this world!"

While they were talking in a hurry one after another, they suddenly saw millian stop and wave her hand.

"Right here, right under the old street lamp, the mantra is' babansen's top hat '."

It was dark now, and the moonlight was not enough. In the shadow of those old low-rise buildings on both sides of the street, the night is particularly thick.

Correspondingly, those street lamps that can only emit dim yellow lights and sometimes turn bright and dark show their high sense of existence.

Even if this kind of street lamp had been placed on the streets with more people, it would have been replaced and banned long ago.

Millian took ASA and Augustine to the light. The old lampshade of the old street lamp made the light on the ground present a small circle, making the three people just stand in the middle.

Maybe it's because it's still raining! Under the influence of rain and fog, the light of street lamps is like a cover, covering them inside.

From a distance, it's like a vulgar stage play.

"It should be OK. Spell it!"

As soon as the voice fell, Miriam recited the mantra in her heart. Then, Marlowe saw her figure suddenly fall down, and the whole person fell into the ground and disappeared.

After Miriam is ASA. The time difference between them is even less than a second. When Mallorcan came back, he found that he was the only one left here.

"Well, what's the mantra... Babansen's... Top hat?"

Just after reading, he suddenly felt that his feet were empty. The strong sense of falling made him want to reach out and grab something. But before he made a specific action, the soles of his feet suddenly felt the touch of the ground.

Then he bent his legs and fell on the hard ground with a fart pier.

"Well, it's really in the underground black market..."

Millian and ASA didn't care about Mallory's embarrassment, especially the latter. As soon as ASA appeared here, he looked around and quickly found a door behind a few piles of debris.

"Since this channel is right, we even have some room for free advance and retreat." he covered the door again and whispered, "well... I'll first learn about the current situation of the black market and prepare for the follow-up tasks."

"Don't you go to the Witt family?"

Millian asked, but ASA shook her head decisively.

"The boss said to let the Witt family take the initiative to find me, so as to show my value." he was saying, but he quickly pulled the corners of his mouth, "well, it's actually the value of 'trading goods'... I can't be worth a lot of money."

"OK, then you can go around first!" millian nodded. "If we... Well, if you don't go, let's go first!"

"'us'?" Mallory, who had just got up from the ground, said in surprise, "didn't you just say that I didn't have to go to the Witt family today? And... Is it appropriate to go now?"

Miriam smiled and patted him on the shoulder.

"The situation has changed!" she said brightly. "Remember what I told you after we made the secret spell - we can help you master the family as soon as possible, and then you can change it into what you like."

Yes, if you have to, Marlowe doesn't hate his last name. What he was bored with was actually the decadence and depression in the Augustine family.

The so-called "freedom" he expected includes "changing the pattern of the Augustine family".

It's just

"However, all we can do is' help '. If you want to be free, of course, you need to pursue your own efforts. And negotiating with the Witt family is the first step for you to seize freedom from your elders."

After Miriam said these words sincerely on her face, she also came to the door and glanced out.

At the moment of turning your back to Mallory, the "Frank" and "sincere" just now also fade away. Through the faint light outside the crack of the door, we can see that there is more on her face, but a slightly cold sigh.

It's a little late. To be honest, Marlowe has thought about whether he should go home more than once.

If he came back too late without prior notice, and without mentioning what his father would say, at least his uncle, Herbert, who was always in charge, would have made a mockery of it.

But on this thought, Mallory was even more reluctant to go back.

Just as he pondered over the broken things and felt a burst of depression, Milian closed the warehouse door again.

"Master Augustine, we can go... We don't have much to do tonight. Apart from trying to finalize your engagement with Miss Charlotte Witt, there's only gossip left. Remember to have a good relationship with the Witt family in your name of 'Mario Augustine'."

These things millian said are obviously not difficult to understand for Mallory, who has been educated as an heir since childhood. But it's the first time that he really talks to a large ancient wizard family by himself.

While vaguely feeling "freedom", the pressure obviously began to rise.

"Well, I understand."

She nodded rather hastily, and Miriam pulled his sleeve and went straight out.

Until this time, Mallory, who had just been immersed in the complex ideological struggle, found that the companion named ASA had already left.

While being dragged away by Miriam, Marlowe tried his best to recall it, only to find a sentence from the chaotic memory.

"... it's not safe there. Be careful yourself."

Before walking out of the warehouse, ASA seemed to say so.

"When do you want me to hold you? Get up by yourself -"

"Oh, sorry!"

……

When ASA ran around in the streets of the black market, and when Mallory and Miriam both went to the old house of the Witt family, Maka had found the home owner.

He had not disturbed anyone in the house except the witch at the beginning.

As he expected, although the witch was also a member of the Witt family, the peripheral members were reluctant. Of course, even those Vettes who live here may not know where the secret room is.

So he simply sent out the witch who should have gone with Charlotte to the Augustine family and asked her to find a place to hide first.

Maka herself simply set her first goal on the old owner.

If Victor's old master has separated from Haier Bo by now, he will have an opportunity to plot out of thin air - although he doesn't think Haier Bo will leave such a good opportunity to him.

But who knows

"Is Haier Bo such a careless person?"

Leaning back against the wall of the corridor, Maka sensed the familiar magic wave in a room.

That's old Victor, no doubt.

"Since everything you think is like a trap, it's better to wait and see what happens... The guy halbo has disappeared for the time being. It's not easy to find him. But if you think the other way around... The use conditions of demon summoning are certainly not low. He wants to get it out and let the Witt family make preparations."

After such a thought, Maka in the invisible state frowned again.

"Well, I don't know what the so-called 'devil' is?"

The unknown is always the most terrible, not to mention "demon summoning" is vague in ancient literature. Maka, although he is not afraid at the moment, he also feels a great threat from it.

While he was hiding and waiting for a turn for the better, Miriam and Mallory, who had a clear purpose, had already come to this huge house.

"Go! You go and identify yourself. From now on, I'm just your entourage."

"Ah? How can this --"

"What can I do? Can I go?"

"No, I mean... 'entourage'?"

Millian was impatient. She directly reached out and pushed the horse, and waved his hand to stop the ink.

"Oh... OK!" Mallory had to take a breath and took out his wand.