Extraordinary Sailing

Mr. "Zorro" today is very different from the thief image of that day.

A gentleman's hat was low down almost to the nose, and only a few strands of dark blue hair were exposed at the fringe. The low-key but luxurious and decent clothing was reflected in the details. At first glance, he looked like a handsome nobleman.

It's just that what this guy did today was not commensurate with this beautiful dress. After deviating from Gabrad's bustling main road, he kept going into remote alleys.

If it weren't for the fact that this guy was in a hurry and didn't look back, Ivan would have thought he had found himself and was going around in circles to avoid tracking.

"What a mysterious guy."

But for the sake of caution, Aiwen still moved a little further away, just hanging from a distance, so as not to let him completely leave his sight.

After walking through five or six small alleys that were so narrow that even a carriage could not enter, Ai Wen finally saw him stop at the door of an abandoned yard.

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

Judging from the mottled and broken decorations, this place used to be a place where every inch of land in the old city was expensive, but now it has been abandoned for an unknown number of years, and even various shrubs have grown out.

Standing at the door of the deserted house.

"Zorro" took out a black one-piece cloak from his small bag and put it on his body, then faced the locked wrought iron gate, and walked in directly.

In a wave of water, the whole person disappeared without a trace, and the door that seemed to have been baptized by wind and rain seemed to not exist at all.

"Witchcraft? Hallucinations?"

Ai Wen came out from his hiding place in the distance and observed carefully.

It wasn't until he approached that his active mental power caught the lingering witchcraft breath in the air.

A solidified permanent witchcraft has been cast here!

In fact, this place only shields ordinary people, but for extraordinary people, especially those of the legal system whose spirit has been activated, as long as they get within five meters, it is as conspicuous as a bright light.

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

And after reading Leon's notes, Ivan, who is no longer a complete novice, has already guessed where this is.

"Lucky, I came to the pillow when I was really sleepy."

Ivan was a little thankful that he didn't wear a military uniform today, but a casual suit with a hood. When the hood was pulled down, others could only see a chin.

Perfect!

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

"How much"

“Too expensive and too many side effects”

"If you don't buy it, don't touch it."

All kinds of stalls, shops, and people walking made Aiwen instantly feel like he was in a lively market.

It's just that this market is a little different from other places.

The mysteriously dressed buyers and sellers, the deliberately lowered voices, the overall dark decoration, all kinds of weird and even creepy goods on the stalls, and there is a weird smell everywhere, all of which explain the place weird.

In fact, this is indeed a market, but it is not a market for ordinary people, but a "crow market" that only serves extraordinary people!

There is a record of the crow market in Leon's notes, and he is also a frequent visitor to it, and he is active as a seller. Although the years and regions are different, they are essentially the same.

If Aiwen is asked to compare it with an existence in the world, it will be similar to the "ghost market" in the previous life. When the sun sets and the sun rises, it will disperse. He will not be responsible for anything bought and sold here after the market ends.

Ivan felt that Mr. "Zorro" was his lucky star, and he sent him a pillow when he fell asleep. First he "sent" Leon's notes to himself, and this time he "sent" a crow market. He is really a good person.

Ivan had to guess that this guy must also be a wizard, otherwise he couldn't make a reasonable explanation for his weird behavior.

Aristocrats, thieves, peak-level trainee knights, wizard apprentices, with so many identities, Ivan became more and more interested in the secrets of Mr. "Zorro".

Although it is also a bit strange.

Why did this kind of existence, which was clearly a key attack by the church and the kingdom, appear in such an important city as Gabrad in a grand manner. But Aiwen has never been a person who gets to the bottom of things, and the deep-seated reasons are not far from what he, a rookie who has just entered the extraordinary world, should explore.

After keeping a little bit of caution, I formally walked into the market.

Entering the Crow Bazaar for the first time, with a sense of novelty, I didn't care where "Zorro" went, and wandered into the crowd.

"How much are these clams?"

Squatting in front of a stall selling medicinal herbs, Aiwen pointed to a bundle of herbs with leaves that looked like sparrow tongues, and asked the stall owner in a deliberately lowered and disguised voice.

Clovertongue is the main ingredient of one of the three self-created potions "Bird's Whisper Potion" recorded in Leon's notes. Although it is not a rare herb, it must not be missed if it can be encountered here.

Originally, I was worried that frequent purchases of strange herbs would attract attention, so I wanted to avoid the limelight. But in a place like the Crow Bazaar where everyone hides their identities, such concerns no longer exist. Once you take off your hood outside the Crow Bazaar, no one will be able to recognize you.

"There are twenty trees in total. You can take both of the two golden lions." The stall owner, who also covered his head with a black hood, didn't even lift his head, his cold voice came from the shadow under the hood.

I don't care about the attitude of the stall owners. Most of the stall owners along the way have this kind of bad character of buying or not buying. If they were put outside, the business would have been ruined, but here it is the norm.

"Two silver bulls!" Aiwen expressed his psychological expectation lightly, but the price was directly cut off by two-thirds.

The stall owner looked up at Ivan.

At least Ivan did feel two cold gazes from behind his hood, and said after a while: "Take it away."

There is still no wave in the ancient well.

"It's still too high!" Although Aiwen has tried his best to overestimate the black heart in the crow market, but judging by the stall owner's attitude, the price he quoted is still much higher than the stall owner's psychological price.

But he didn't feel depressed at all. What he got on paper was shallow, and what Leon recorded in his notes was only his own experience.

What's more, it has been a hundred years, if I have been stuck with the insights in Leon's records, I will suffer losses in the future.

Afterwards, Ai Wen went around every stall, and except for some familiar herbs, he didn't even touch the other weird looking things.

Eyesight is very important to buy things in "Crow Bazaar".

In the antique market, you can lose some money at most, but if you buy weird things of unknown origin here, it will be fatal!

This is also the reason why Aiwen didn't even dare to collect the loot when he encountered weird enemies in the past, such as the blood anchor Zac and the indigenous witch doctor Gagon.

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