If viewed from the surface, the black market under the Thames is by no means a good place. As for the people mixed in, most of them are wizards walking on the edge of the Secret Act.

However, there will never be black and white places in this world, so we may call them "gray wizards".

Maca doesn't know what others think, but at least he thinks so.

After all, even he himself sells some non-selling potions on the black market, doesn't he?

Therefore, perhaps a long time ago, the underground space on the black market belonged to Haierbo. But until now, if Haierbo still regards it as his private territory, Macaco will be the first to disagree!

"McLean, are you sure of these homes ... oh, I mean, can these elves do what you say?"

Even Akinabad, a well-informed old wizard, was shocked when he saw such a large group of chic elf.

How many wild elves have existed in the magic world for so many years? At least Akinbad, a man who has worked in the International Federation of Wizards for half his life, has not even heard of it.

"Oh, of course!" Maca nodded. "I have reached an agreement with them. Believe me, their performance will definitely surprise you."

It's already dark at the moment, and Haierbo is still in the space below, and he doesn't know what he will do.

Coupled with the fact that Maca didn't know yet, the Witt family didn't actually have the volume of Summoning Abbatial, so he had to hurry up.

"In short, while I'm taking the elf to find a way to enter the black market, the patrol on the ground has to ask you all ... Mr. Scrimgeour, I have reminded them over the Auror's office to meet first, and trouble you to return Order! "

Like wizards like Haierbo who had been in the age of magical wars, Maca was not sure what the other party would do.

If Haierbo tossed into the Muggle world, the consequences would be unthinkable.

Well, think about it, this possibility is really not small!

After explaining a simple plan, Maca turned around again, beckoning at the old Lak in the elf heap.

"I have a space here. Since our wizard's magic has been targeted by the opponent, I have to rely on you to help me pass."

"'Spatial location'?" Old Luck scratched his big ears, looking a little puzzled. "What's that?"

"Ok……"

Maca shook her head and found words like this, she couldn't figure out how to explain it to the elf for a while. After all, in ancient languages, such words existed, but the elves never used them.

After a little stinging, he simply took out a door key and let Lach hold it with him.

"Can you feel it? That's the place ..."

He tried to activate the magic in the key of the door. Although he couldn't get through, he could also help the old Lak to sense the space coordinates in the black market.

"I want to go there, but I don't go by myself-but I think you elves should be fine."

As for the ethnic group of elves, as far back as Haierbo was born, they were under the control of wizards. In fact, the wizarding community at that time looked at the elf better than modern wizards.

When wars frequently occurred, those elves who were quite good at talented magic at the time, but the values ​​in their minds were always not right, naturally became the best "allies" on the wizard side.

Therefore, Maca is a little certain-Haierbo's contempt for the elf, for fear that he will be a little stronger than Voldemort.

When Maca guided Old Lak to perceive the specific location, Old Lak immediately nodded his head.

"You going to that ground?" He said, "No problem."

But Maca waved his hand.

"It's not 'I', it's 'We'," Makar said to the elves behind Old Lak. "Choose your clan, and come with me to complete the task entrusted to you by your Ferri-- This time we are likely to enter the battle. "

Said to be fighting, in fact, it is unlikely to let the elf go to Shanghai Erbo. To put it bluntly, Maca only wanted the "gun-type" group attacks that the elves had blocked the fire dragon group.

If there is a close battle with the Wit family, the elf can basically not cope.

"Oh! Are there any enemies of Lord Ferri? The elves are always ready!"

When he heard the name of "Lord Ferry", the old Lach seemed to have beaten chicken blood, and this ancestor worship thought almost seemed to be deeply rooted in their blood.

After shouting an oath-like slogan, the old Lak immediately turned around and went to select and organize his "Hermit Ferrier Pioneer Corps".

And when Maca turned around again and faced Akinbad and others again, she was not surprised to see the faces full of blankness.

"They have been isolated from the world for too long, so they still use an ancient language, and it is a variant that has been distorted from generation to generation," he explained casually. "In fact, I don't understand all of them."

Just hurriedly answering everyone's inner doubts, Maca no longer talked about anything, but directly said that everyone could take action.

"I just hope things haven't gotten too bad ..."

...

The underground black market in London is still so drowsy. It's just that there is a lot more confusion than tonight in the busy scene of order.

Many people know that the black market exits have been damaged.

Shops and stalls on several streets have begun to close, and most of the wizards who live here have begun to find ways to find a way out.

If you take a closer look, you can see that at this time, almost all the casual people running in the streets and lanes on the black market alone.

In fact, after so many years of evolution, the black market is more organized than people think.

Take one of the biggest examples for example-such as the Dark Pavilion, when the wizard was found to be unable to leave the black market for the first time, the gang of goblins full of money making their brains immediately vacated the largest piece in the hall Publicity board.

Soon, sorcerers wandering around like headless flies heard that Dark Ling Court was providing temporary "offering services" at an unexpectedly fair price.

Yes, wizards can't get out, but the talent and magic of the fairies are completely unaffected. Although they don't have the genie's ability to send a bunch of people out at once, the "one-on-one service" obviously makes the wizards feel the sincerity of the Dark Pavilion.

When it comes to doing business, it's about fame. Those fairies obviously want to take advantage of this opportunity to earn a good reputation.

Of course, those who are well-informed and have known for a long time that they cannot leave the black market naturally have no abnormalities at all.

Speaking of which, the black market is really not small, so a group of guys who choose to live here for one reason or another have been born.

Some are to avoid wanted ones, while others are businessmen who have a fixed supply channel, such as the old school couple of Maca, which belongs to the latter.

At this time, Maca and Old Lak appeared in a twist of space and appeared in the potion shop of his old classmates.

"Lack, you wait here first, I'll go out and check the situation. If anyone comes in here, you don't need to be polite, just stun the other person."

As he spoke, he looked around.

At the time when taking Kristin and Charles away, due to time constraints, there was almost no cleanup here. Before going out, however, Kristin locked the shop door.

Maca looked around, and found no sign of being in.

But when he was separated from the old Lach and came to the street outside, he was immediately shocked by the picture he saw.

"What type of situation is this?"

It's been a while since the black market was isolated from the outside world, but most of the stores on this street are still open.

Even the pedestrians on the street are just a little less than in the past ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ Although it is not close to the main road with the largest number of people, this situation is still unmoved. Maca wondered.

"Stale news? That doesn't make sense ..."

The state of the black market seems to be quite different from what Maca thought before.

Without further thinking, he walked along the street again. It wasn't until he met two teams of wizards wearing uniforms that he had some speculation.

It seems that there is a force that maintains the order in the black market in an organized manner-Maca has not come here many times, and many things are left to others to handle, so that he has subconsciously ignored the black market. The existence of "managers".

"I've lived so comfortably lately that I have forgotten the days before me."

He raised his hand and scratched his scalp, and laughed slightly self-deprecatingly.

"It's just that this may not be good news for me ..."

Letting go of his hesitation for a moment, Maca crossed several streets in a row, and finally came to the middle avenue.

The situation here is obviously much more chaotic, and a large number of male and female wizards are gathered here, which can't help but make Ma Ka's heart feel unexpectedly "there are so many people in the black market".

With many times more people in chaos than those who maintain order, the latter can only have a limited effect.

"Well ... in any case, go back to the house of the Witte family and have a look!"

Observing the state of the black market first can provide more convenience for subsequent actions, and after getting a general understanding, he is going to do what he should do.

Along the way, Maca brushed low above the main street in a stealthy state, but finally felt a sense of uneasiness from the heart.

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