Chapter 257

After talking with Elia last night, the little girl went back to her room. There is no doubt that she had a beautiful dream that night.

When the new day came, Bellen got up early. Of course, breakfast was settled in the hotel. On this day, Bellen wandered around the town.

Latil and they also explored in the town. Belen has no objection to this. Children always have their own space.

Moreover, since latier and Leia joined hands to stop the attack of the blasting man last time, beren has felt that they have all grown up, and with Elia, beren doesn't need to worry about the security level at all. In addition, the town is not very big, and it's expected to be fine.

Bellen was walking in the market at the moment, looking around, wondering if she had anything else to need. The grain reserve had been solved yesterday.

In other words, although he has always regarded himself as a wandering businessman, he doesn't know when he didn't continue to buy and sell. In the past, when he was alone, most of his living funds were obtained from buying and selling magic guides, but later he gave up this channel because of latil.

Later, he didn't even do business, and the expenses increased because of the increase in the number of people. Although he didn't care much about this, he didn't seem to have much to do with the freelance job of "wandering businessman".

Forget it, it doesn't matter. After all, there are still a lot of remaining bonuses around. Beren, who doesn't have much ideas about life, plans to take a step by step.

In other words, the prize money of the game is really rich.

After coming to this stable small town, Belen wanted to stay a few more days. Although it was still a long distance from kalmaga, it was still a month from the School Park Festival.

"Ah, Hermione, thank you for coming to help me."

"You're welcome, Mrs. Zar."

Belen, who was walking aimlessly, turned his head when he heard the clear dialogue. His eyes fell on the shop whose roof seemed to be weak and collapsed.

In the shop, there was an old woman and a gentle and beautiful woman in green standing inside. The latter was the hostess of beren's hotel.

Belen approached a little and wanted to see what they were doing. After all, Hermione's identity as a witch was still very sensitive, but it seemed that the old woman didn't care.

Elmin looked at the collapsed roof, then stretched out her hands. The green light emerged from all around, and the vines spread and gathered on the eaves above, supporting the collapsed place, and then countless branches intertwined with each other to fill up the vacant part.

What are you doing?

Belen was puzzled, then approached for a few minutes, and then heard the voice from the old woman: "Hermione, thank you so much. It's great to have a helpful mage like you."

Mage?

Belen suddenly realized that she didn't know Hermione's identity as a witch. After all, the recent "natural disaster" activities made the already sensitive identity of a witch even more tense.

"Ah, you're welcome, Mrs. Zar."

Elmin smiled, shook her head, and then raised her eyes to see the white figure standing outside the store. She was stunned, nodded to mother-in-law Zar, and then walked out of the store.

For Bellen, elmin was still impressed. At the moment, she asked curiously, "Sir, it should be the first time to come to our town. If you don't know anything, you can ask me."

"Thank you." Then beren looked at the old woman who was taking care of the shop and asked curiously, "miss elmin, what were you doing just now?"

"The eaves of mother-in-law Zar's shop were broken. I happened to pass by, so I helped her repair it. Otherwise, an old man would be too dangerous in such an environment." Elmin also looked back at mother-in-law Zar.

"So it is. Miss elmin is really kind."

"I'm flattered. I'm just helping. Grandma Zar is the oldest elder in our town."

After finishing this topic, beren thought deeply, then looked at Hermione and said, "Miss Hermione, how long have you lived here?"

"Well, let me see, it's about... Three years?" Hermione thought about it, then smiled and answered beren's question.

Beren asked curiously, "have you been married to that gentleman for three years?"

"Yes, I haven't left here since I married naldo." Hermione responded with a smile, her eyes full of happiness and satisfaction.

Hearing the speech, beren nodded and then walked towards the front. There was nothing to say.

Looking at the figure of beren leaving, Hermione was silent for a moment, tightened her hand, seemed a little nervous, but she summoned up the courage to shout the former.

"Well, sir, have you..."

Hearing Hermione's stopped words, Belen also turned back. He knew what Hermione wanted to ask, and nodded at the moment.

"I know, you are a witch."

When she heard Belen's words, Hermione also jumped in her heart. When she heard the young man in white yesterday, she was vaguely aware of something.

"Can we say it somewhere else?" Hermione looked around and then looked at beren.

Beren nodded.

Then they came to the river.

"I don't know what to call you, sir." Although Hermione read the information, she also scanned it in a hurry and didn't care too much, so she didn't know beren's name.

"My name is Belem."

After hearing the speech, Hermione said, "Mr. Belen, although I am a witch, I have nothing to do with the" natural disaster ", so please..."

"I know I won't let your life be destroyed. Please rest assured." Belen understood Hermione's concerns, so she said her thoughts directly.

Hermione, who received the response, was also relieved, grateful and concerned. She said, "ah, thank you! Well, it seems that Mr. beren is not hostile to the witch."

Beren blinked, then looked at the rippling river. He whispered, "of course there will be no hostility, because one of my friends is also a witch."

Although many people discriminate against race, beren doesn't. moreover, witches and humans think the same way. There's no need to be hostile.