Ple Filka felt sulky and said in a sullen voice: "Magic Raffl! Please pay attention to your behavior."

Rafael Fovo was very disapproving. He waved his hand casually and said with a smile: "Sorry~Sorry~This is my bad habit. I always want to understand a magician when I see him."

——This is his humble arrogance.

Ple Filka understood that the reason why the other party did this was because this person did not take him seriously at all.

He had this self-awareness, so after saying hello, he silently walked to the back of the line.

Raja Prent met him face to face, and both of them could see the displeasure and helplessness toward Raffl in each other's eyes.

Ongoing.

Rafael Fovo ordered Laga Prent's people to stay on the outskirts of the forest and not allow anyone to enter, while he walked at the front of the team, walking easily and looking cheerful, as if he were here for fun.

After walking along the forest road for a while among the woods, there were two forks in the road ahead.

One path goes forward, and it is obvious that it is the path deep into the forest; the other path goes to the left, and it is unclear where it leads.

Rafael Fovo stepped onto the road to the left. He turned around and asked, "Where does this road lead?"

Raja Prent: "The outer edge of the forest is almost the same as here."

Pule Filka's breath was stagnant. That road led to the wooden house in the forest. He didn't want the other party to discover the existence of the wooden clock and An, so he stepped forward and said: "Enter the forest and take this road."

As soon as he opened his mouth, the other party felt that something was fishy.

Rafael Fovo showed a teasing smile: "Hey~~why do both of them say that?"

Then strode forward on this road: "I think I can find the treasure chest on this road."

Pule Filka's expression changed: Something bad has happened!

This was all due to his lack of consideration and rashly speaking out when he didn't understand the other party. He didn't expect Ravel Fovo to be such a self-centered person.

Neither he nor Raga Prent had any way to stop the other party. Having learned the lesson just now, Ple Filka could only pray that the other party would not cause too much trouble for Mu Zhong and An.

Raja Prent slowed down and walked with Ple Filka. He said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "Don't keep doing this senseless behavior."

The latter didn't respond and just stared blankly ahead.

——Woodhouse——

Rafael Fovo saw the wooden house: "Oh~ what a beautiful wooden house."

He looked at the person behind him with a happy expression on his face: "Who is the owner of this house? I want to live here today, can I trouble him to live somewhere else temporarily?"

Pule Filka frowned and said as he stepped forward: "The owner of this wooden house is me——"

However, before he could finish speaking, Rafael Fovo excitedly approached the wooden house and even opened the outer door of the wooden house without authorization.

"Ah..." Pule Filka was extremely annoyed. He clenched his fists and said with gloomy eyes: "I hate this person so much."

His words were heard by the other knights accompanying him. Among them, the bronze knight who had met him once, Piri De, said sheepishly: "Lord Ravel rarely cares about other people's feelings. Just get used to it."

This is not a matter of habit.

………

As soon as Raphael Fovo opened the door, he saw a gray-haired poor child (Ann) playing with pieces of paper at the table.

He immediately turned back, pointed his finger at An, and turned his face towards the two 'locals': "Are all the people here so poor? Do the clothes you wear look too much like beggars?"

This was the first time for Raja Prent to see Ann. Before that, he had always thought that the only thing here was the wooden clock. At that moment, he didn't know what to say, so he stared at his friend beside him with wide eyes.

Pule Filka was a little confused. He found that his brain reaction could not keep up with Raffl's thoughts, "This..."

Not knowing how to answer, he had to pretend that he didn't know how to answer.

The result was... he was perfunctory.

Rafael Fovo doesn't care about the poverty of the poor. What he cares about is that he is about to become the temporary owner of this wooden house.

But before that, he had to expel something unsuitable for his four inconspicuous followers.

Rafael Fovo walked straight to the table. He was not satisfied with Ann's fear and tears. He picked up a piece of paper on the table and said, "'Cat'? Eh... you are learning to read.

I like people who love learning.”

This person's aura reminded An of some superior adults. Just like a slave meeting her cruel master, An was trembling with fear. She lowered her head, not daring to speak or make the slightest move to raise her head.

"Um?"

Rafael Fovo failed to get any interaction, and Ann's overly thin appearance and unspeakable servility made him a little suspicious.

"Filka." He said indifferently: "Who is this person?"

Ple Filka was so shocked that he almost couldn't keep the expression on his face. In just a short moment, he had many thoughts: How should I answer? Distant relatives? Lost little girl? From another world.

of?

No matter how he answered, he felt that Rafael would grab his answer and keep holding on to it.

This person is a dead end for them!

Just when he was speechless, Mu Zhong walked out of the utility room.

He had just been tidying up the utility room, and the sound of tidying up covered the voices in the living room, so he didn't know anyone had come in for a while.

Maybe Master Pule?

——With this idea in mind, the wooden clock moved into the living room.

The sight before him made him feel his blood pressure soaring:

A strange magician has several badges on the collar of his robe, one of which is the 'senior magician' professional badge.

The two unfamiliar heavily armored knights, judging from the scratches on their armor, should be experienced warriors.

These three people were something he had never seen before in the town. They were most likely the Viscount Rafael Fovo and the court magician whom Master Pule had told him before, as well as his entourage.

A bad Murphy effect, the last thing he wanted to happen happened just when he was gone for a few minutes.

If prevention fails, Mu Zhong must start to deal with the current bad situation.

He noticed the hesitant expressions of Master Pule and another person (Mayor Laga), and he quickly made a rough judgment on the current situation and made his own calculations.

"Master Pui." Mu Zhong suddenly broke the deadlock. He pointed at Ravel with a confused expression on his face: "Who is this person? Why did I see him bullying An when I came out?"

Before Ple Filka responded, Rafael Fovo showed an exaggerated and disbelieving expression. He put one wrist against his forehead and said loudly: "Oh my God, Piri, picture

Special, have you seen it? The simple folk customs of Robbie Town made me slap my forehead."

——This is a sign that he is angry.

"grown ups."

The two bronze knights, Piri and Tut, both held the hilts of their swords, as if ready to attack at any time.

The atmosphere was not good, but Ple Filka felt a lot more relaxed.

"Master Raffl," he lowered his head calmly to show respect, "I'm sorry, but he is not a resident of Robby Town. He comes from the Supernatural Magic Research Institute and is currently living here temporarily."

Ple Filka knew something about the wooden clock. Under such circumstances, the other party actually said such "plain" words, which meant that the wooden clock was ready to ask for help from the Arctic Curator.
Chapter completed!