Weird Wizarding World

   Chapter 118 Do a little favor

  Gold Anchor Auction House.

   "Are you sure again, is he the one you saw before?"

   In the corridor, Mark of The Hague Gang asked in a low voice while watching the two apprentices in front of him.

   He held in his hand a portrait given to him by Blumer, the deacon of the Hague gang.

   Above is the face of Colin.

   "Yes, my lord." The two apprentices of the Hague Gang looked at the portrait again and nodded again.

   "Yeah." Mark put away the portrait calmly and walked towards Hart of the law enforcement team on the other side.

   He came with Hart.

   In other words, he was a commissioner specially sent by the Hague Gang to accompany Hart to the large monthly auction of the Golden Anchor Auction House.

   The purpose is simple-

  Conforming to the rules, the tribute of the Hague Gang to Hart's law enforcement team this month.

   Take some auction items, for example, to give to Hart.

   Having done all this, he was about to leave.

   But he never expected to see a familiar back when he left.

   "Lord Hart." He walked closer, nodded at Hart, and said:

   "Confirmed with the two gang members sitting next to him.

   According to them, the wizard looks exactly like the new portrait Deacon Blumer gave me yesterday. "

   "It seems that I did not read it wrong, that figure is indeed the target that our Hague Chamber of Commerce is looking for."

   "Since it looks the same as the portrait that Blumer gave you, it can't be wrong."

   Hart smiled in agreement.

   At the same time, he stepped aside to walk away from a blond waiter in the black robe of the Golden Anchor auction house who passed by.

  Mark apparently went to Bloomer to apply for the use of backtracking crystals.

   The new portrait determined in this way, as long as the target is not an official wizard, it is not wrong.

   "Go in and wait for a while. I just asked the Golden Anchor Auction House for assistance in the name of the law enforcement team. I think it won't be too long before I can get him back."

   As he walked into the office next to him, he turned back and said with a smile:

   "After all, in Bananka Island, no one dares to deny our law enforcement team face.

  So...don't feel anything. It's just a small thing. "

   "On weekdays, the Hague Chamber of Commerce has made a lot of contributions to the development of the island, and has been actively cooperating with the work of the law enforcement team.

   We should help with this trivial matter. "

   His tone was gentle, not arrogant at all because Mark was just a general commissioner from the Hague gang who paid tribute, and he was a member of the law enforcement team.

   has a friendly attitude. It doesn’t cost much magic stones, but it can bring unexpected harvests.

   "Thank you sir." Mark nodded and walked into the office.

   The next second, a slight noise came from the corner of the corridor not far away.

   He paused for a moment, looked around subconsciously, but found nothing.

   shook his head and continued to walk into the office.

   Corner of the corridor.

   Colin, who was wearing the black robe of the Golden Anchor Auction House, leaned down.

   While helping the black-robed waiter in front of him pick up the document he dropped, he vigilantly paid attention to the corner when he came.

   After a while, he was relieved to see that no one was coming.

   stood up straight and handed the document to the black-robed waiter.

   "Thank you." The black-robed waiter took the document and thanked him with a puzzled look on his face.

   This ordinary-looking waiter in front of me... I don't seem to have any impression of it.

   "No thanks," Colin replied to him, with a polite smile on his face.

   The black-robed waiter's doubts gradually disappeared.

  Everything seems to be normal...except he doesn't know why he's staring at himself at the moment...

   Feeling Colin's gaze, he felt a little uncomfortable.

   managed to squeeze out a friendly smile, and then took a step forward.

  The Golden Anchor Auction House has a huge system and many people. It is normal for him to be a small black-clothed waiter who can't recognize everyone.

   behind Colin calmly watched the black-robed waiter go away,

  After the waiter in black from the Golden Anchor Auction House came to the door, he agreed at first.

   and have followed the waiter in black on Lambay Street for a while.

   But later, I always felt worried.

   Caution and insecurity led him to make new decisions.

   He took off the standard black robe of the black-clothed waiter, quietly changed his face, and planned to sneak into the Golden Anchor auction house to see the situation in advance.

   to avoid putting yourself in any dangerous situation.

   After all, if there is no problem, it is nothing more than offending a junior apprentice black-robed waiter.

   Compared to the advantages, the disadvantages are really insignificant.

   After seeing the figure of the black robe go away, Colin stopped and did not continue to move forward.

   According to what the black-robed waiter said before, he had already found the place where the members of the law enforcement team were waiting for him——

   is the corridor from which we just came.

   In fact, this is also the corridor outside the auction hall where he had just finished auctioning the golden four-leaf clover.

  The auction house is a place where people come and go, and this location is not an inaccessible place.

   But going forward, it’s not necessarily…

   Of course, he didn't need to move forward.

   After pondering for a moment, Colin exhaled slightly and walked out of the corner.

  The realm of the ultimate great knight allows him to change his appearance, although only in fine-tuning.

   However, in fact, it is only necessary to fine-tune the facial features and slightly change the height and body shape.

   Complemented by new clothes and hairstyles, it is enough to make a person look completely different from before.

   Back in the corridor, the two ordinary members of the Hague Gang had already left.

   Another member of the higher-ranking Hague Gang and the law enforcement team walked into the office not far away.

   took a few steps forward, and with his strong hearing, the sound of the conversation entered his ears.

   "Ai Li, long time no see. Do you mind if we come in and sit?" This was the voice of the law enforcement team.

   "Of course, my friend."

   This seems to be the voice of the white-robed auctioneer at the previous auction?

   Colin frowned slightly, pretending to be thinking about something, slowed down, and extended his stay in the corridor as long as possible.

  This is a short corridor that can be read at a glance.

   Obviously can not stay for a long time, otherwise it is easy to be found abnormal.

  In the office.

  White-robed auctioneer Eli stood up and approached with a smile.

   He knew Hart. Although this person is cold in nature, stingy and greedy for money, he still does a good job in face-saving.

   What's more, they are all apprentices of peak wizards.

   In terms of identity, one is the official auctioneer of the Golden Anchor Auction House, which is responsible for collecting rare treasures for Bananka sorcerers. The other is a full member of the law enforcement team.

  There is no harm in socializing a lot.

  Hart took Mark to the four-seat sofa in the reception area next to the office and sat down.

  Ai Li also came over, and at some point behind him he followed a maid who was carrying black tea.

   "Have some tea." Eli sat down with a smile and motioned to the maid to put down the black tea.

  Hart picked up the delicate white gold-patterned teacup, sniffed lightly, and said with a smile:

   "The Naishu tea you have here is worthy of being a premium product, but it has a richer fragrance than other places."

  Ai Li smiled slightly, picked up the teacup, and said:

   "If you like it, I'll give you some when you leave later."

   "Then it's settled." Hart said cheerfully, and then added, "It happened that I found a batch of beautiful shellfish from the port yesterday, and I'll have someone bring some to you later."

  Eli smiled and did not refuse.

  There is a relationship that comes and goes.

   The two chatted again.

  Hart suddenly changed the conversation and asked Mark, who was left out in the cold, to ask:

   "By the way, I remember you said that the target is good at disguise, why did he reveal his true face in the auction house?"

  Mark raised the teacup and concealed his nervousness. He frowned and said:

   "Perhaps it's because of lack of vigilance, that the auction house will not meet us?"

   "Maybe..." Hart stared at him, nodded in agreement, and then turned to Aili on the opposite side and said:

   "We are talking about a target wanted by the Hague Chamber of Commerce recently. You would never have guessed that he actually participated in the auction just now."

   "Oh, what a coincidence." Eli raised an eyebrow and said.

   "Yes," Hart smiled and turned his head again:

   "Mark, why don't you show the portrait to Eli, maybe he has an impression too."

   "Okay." Mark replied dryly, took out the portrait from his arms and handed it to the white-robed auctioneer Eli.

   Eli took it, unfolded the portrait, and frowned slightly.

   After a while, he frowned and said:

   "...I remembered. It turned out to be this particularly handsome young wizard."

   "He's really handsome, didn't Mark say that he's good at disguising." Hart speculated, "Maybe he has made a life transformation in this regard."

   "I think so too." Allie nodded in agreement, and added, "Speaking of which, I've seen him before."

   "Oh?" Hart asked at the right time.

  Mark watched them silently, and before he knew it, he couldn't get in again.

  Hart and Eli, although one is the auctioneer and the other is a member of the law enforcement team.

   But in fact, they all belong to the Bananka School, and they are very different in status and status from his gang wizard.

   Even though he is also a peak wizard apprentice, if Hart hadn't brought him with him, he wouldn't be able to talk to the white-robed auctioneer at all.

   "Just a while ago, this wizard came to the auction house to entrust an auction of a potion—it seems to be the golden four-leaf clover auctioned today..." Aili continued.

  Hart, who was leaning on the sofa, raised his eyebrows slightly after hearing the words of the golden four-leaf clover.

   In the next second, he seemed to catch a glimpse of something out of the corner of the eye, and he raised his head slightly subconsciously.

   By the window of the office, a waiter in black robes was slowly passing by.

  ...a bit familiar, I seem to have seen it when I came in before.

  Hart frowned slightly.

   "So, maybe the reason why he didn't disguise at the auction today is because he didn't disguise when he came to the auction before!"

  Mark interrupted suddenly, speaking a little faster.

   "So in order to participate in the auction normally, in order to get the magic stone in the auction, the target has to show his true face."

After    finished speaking, Mark took a sip of tea and gasped slightly.

   He was afraid of being interrupted, so he couldn't join the conversation.

   "Reasonable inference." Eli was stunned for a moment, and quickly praised him with a smile.

   And Hart on the side also restrained his mind and continued to answer:

   "Well, it should be."

   The three continued to chat, waiting for the target to be brought back.

   (end of this chapter)