Robb and the two maids wandered around happily, bought a lot of fancy cloths, and bought a few gems that are usually hard to get in Westwind, such as rubies and emeralds, Westwind. The town and the original stone canyon are hard to see, Robb just bought it blindly anyway, he didn't care about it, he just took it back and piled it in the warehouse anyway.

As he walked, Solfa whispered: "Godfather, we have been followed."

"Oh!" Robb replied, "Who?"

"A group of people in black cloaks are as sneaky as we are, afraid of being recognized." Sofa did not look back, but he knew exactly who was following: "However, in tracking this aspect. , They are all laymen, too weak."

Robb couldn't help being happy: "Oh? I think you have been looking straight ahead. You also know what the people behind you are like? What kind of weird effort is this?"

Solfa said: "There are many mirrors, glass, shiny metal plates and other things on the street, all of which can be used to see the situation behind. After walking for a while, you will naturally see the people following behind."

Robb: "Well, you are great, I didn't see it anyway."

"How to deal with it?"

"Don't deal with it!" Robb said with a smile: "As I said, it is normal for Miss Queen to send someone to stare at us. It is completely understandable. As long as they don't take action, we don't care."

Solfa: "I'm not used to being followed. I always feel that my back is always hairy."

Robb: "Then you walk in front of me and try, let me walk behind you, and you can see if it's hairy."

Solfa: "..."

This way of coping with tracking is really refreshing and refined!

Sofa really stood in front of Robb, leading the way first, and interesting things happened. When she thought that the enemy behind him was separated by Robb, she didn’t know why she suddenly felt relieved, as if No matter how strong the enemy is behind him, he doesn't need to care about it, just pay attention to the front.

This sense of peace of mind made her feel a little shaken.

At the same time, the stalkers behind...

Necromancer No. 1 whispered: "Your Majesty, these three people really seem to be just shopping, not here to make trouble."

The queen whispered: "Well, I have eyes. I can see them."

"Then do we still need to follow?"

"Need." The queen lowered her voice and said: "From now on, you change the focus of your attention to, don't let the people of the dark Vatican recognize me."

"Huh?" Necromancer No. 1 was stunned. He didn't understand what the queen was talking about, but he understood right away, because the queen took a big step and chased Robb and his group in front.

Number 1: "..."

Okay, I understand now. He turned his head and said to the necromancers behind him: "Disperse, let the spies all disperse, try your best to divert all the people from the dark Vatican that may appear around you, don't let them know your majesty and The Godfather meeting."

Robb and the two maids stopped in front of a stall selling magic weave cloth. The magic weave cloth is a cloth that has been infused with magic power by a magician. Its surface is formed by waves of magic power. The cloth pattern, hence the name.

It is a very good clothing material, but this kind of Brobb will not make it, because this kind of cloth is not made by hand in the game, but can only be obtained by "scraping monsters" without any production. Skills can be made.

Seeing someone selling this kind of cloth, Robb was really happy: "This kind of cloth is good, buy it and make a better robe for Xuelu, she should like it very much."

He was about to pay the businessman. Suddenly, a tall woman with a black cloak of almost 1.7 meters appeared next to him. She rushed in front of him and threw a few gold coins in front of the businessman, pressing her throat, pretending to be hoarse. 'S voice said: "Mageweave cloth, I want it all."

Robb: "Hey! Did you grab it like this?"

He was about to protest, the woman turned her head, facing him, raised her head gently from a very small angle, and in that short moment, her beautiful face was revealed under the hood, Robb’s The protest was taken back in an instant, and it became a classic sentence: "Wow!"

The person here is of course Miss Queen. She only raised her head for a moment, then lowered her head and hid her face between her hood: "Don’t wow, whenever you make this sound, I think Suck a piece of bacon roasted in oil on your face."

Robb: "Okay, then I won't wow for the time being. When you wow in the water polo, you can't smoke even if you want to, but now face to face, maybe you really get a piece of bacon..."

The queen’s icy face couldn’t help but a hint of laughter, but fortunately, she lowered her head and covered her face with a hood. She didn’t have to worry about being seen by others, she just needed to have no smile in her tone: "You understand. good."

Robb said: "Aren't you busy with government affairs during the day? Why are you in the mood to follow me all the time, and even voluntarily ran out to grab my magicweave cloth."

The queen expressed no pressure on his complaints: "Talking to the local lord is also part of the government affairs. I can take a moment to deal with it. As for this cloth, I think it looks pretty. If I want to buy a piece of clothing, I just leave. Come here to spend money to buy it, what's the problem with this?"

Robb clapped his hands and smiled, "It is reasonable and convincing."

After finishing speaking, the queen stood beside Robb with a natural movement, and she became walking side by side. A man with a black cloak emerged from the side not knowing where she carried the magic cloth, and then looked like a spirit behind. 'S followed the queen.

Robb turned his head and took a look, and recognized that the man carrying the cloth was actually the No. 42 Necromancer. He originally occupied the original stone canyon, but was captured by three adventurers together with his apprentice and put it on the ceiling fan. Xing, then Robb released him, gave him candy, and taught him to make popsicles... Let Miss Queen go further and further on the road to getting fat.

He and Robb have known each other too much, and seeing Robb's gaze turned, he actually nodded to Robb, which was regarded as a greeting.

Robb didn't ask for the magicweave cloth anymore, and raised his foot to continue walking forward. The queen naturally walked side by side with him, Sofala pulled Lallian, and the two maids took a few steps back consciously.

The group of people bowed their heads and covered their faces with hoods, looking like a group of black ghosts walking across the street. However, this kind of shopping did not arouse the suspicion of ordinary passers-by. After all, many of the mages and priests in the dark chapel adopt such attire, and there are often such people walking around on the street, which seems to be normal.

"Are you sure we go shopping in this way?" Robb whispered.

"I think it's very good, very unique!" said the queen.