Chapter 680 (2/2)

The Baron seemed to understand this, but gave a wry smile without saying anything. Because he knows that he can't afford to give others ”corresponding” rewards with his present wealth.

At the same time, he finally had a little expectation for his commission. After all, although this mage seems to be a little different from other fallen mages, he should be a powerful mage in terms of bearing?

He boldly estimated that the opponent might have the height of a two-dimensional mage.

The two sides did not talk about anything unhappy, and the dinner ended in a happy atmosphere.

Just as ivy was about to go out for a walk, another visitor called.

In a small town late at night, there are actually few guests. People are always used to going to bed early. Murders in some novels often happen in such places. Of course, Ivy didn't have such problems, but he was also curious. After all, the place he lived in was not a public hotel, but a baron's private residence.

The person who came was a middle-aged aunt with a beautiful little girl. Of course, it was only relatively beautiful. At least now, I can't see anything. The little girl is only seven or eight years old, and it's good to have no runny nose. Cold snow night, in fact, very suitable for cold and runny nose.

”Madam, what can I do for you? I don't think we know each other.” Ivy was a little strange. He was straight to the point and didn't want to waste more time. After all, the bedclothes at night were more attractive.

”I'm so sorry, sir. I'm so sorry. Please forgive me...” This woman is not as rich as she is. She is just a common person. Therefore, her face showed a look of fear, but she still plucked up the courage to knock on Ivy's door, so it shows that she does have very important things, at least relative to her, very important things need help, but Ivy will not help others because of this. There are more needs in the world, everyone has everyone's life, if not trouble, each other has some It's not impossible to help you by fate.”What's the matter with you, please tell me directly.” Ivy yawned deliberately and made a look of impatience. Otherwise, the middle-aged woman would shiver until tomorrow morning. If she apologized, she would use a basket.

”Well, I have a daughter who is very beautiful. She is very young and sensible...” The woman pushed the timid little girl and forced her to say hello to her husband Ivy frowned, a seven or eight year old girl. What did she want?

”Sir, she eats very little now. She is very capable, can do anything and is very sensible. Please take her in...”

”Are you a human trafficker?” Ivy's tone has become a little harsh. He hates human traffickers most in his life, and has the impulse to kill them in any life. Now, of course, he can do it without cost.

”No, sir. I'm her mother. Now I just ask you to give her a way to live. As for people like us, there will be no future...” Trembling, she escaped some old and scattered bills and handed them over carefully. Ivy would not take them.

He frowned more tightly, and he was keenly aware of the unusual things that happened so suddenly.