.The light flashed in front of him. When Robben opened his stinging eyes, he saw several old demons with white hair standing in front of him. Now the place where Robben and Nalan stood was a teleportation magic array specially used by special officials.

Nodding to the old demon mages around, Roben took Nalan out of the teleportation array and walked out of the crowd of people, which was always noisy.

Looking at the familiar streets and familiar buildings, Robben also feels like home. After all, this is his own place, and this home has been owned for a long time.

"Master, let's go quickly, Bazaar and the others must be anxious." Naran pulled Robben and walked forward quickly.

Robben chuckled: "I think you can't wait."

"It's all the same."

Robben let Nalan drag himself to walk quickly on the street, his eyes passing by with nostalgia, and with a little sadness. He has been... living with these phantoms for many years.

Moro City has undergone many changes compared to ten years ago, all thanks to the efforts of Bazaar and others.

In Gaso City, Lar and Camut are still training witches as witches, and have fully implemented a development plan left by Robben. Ten years have passed, and the city has become a very prosperous witch city. In the city, those witches who walk around with bright smiles on their faces are the brightest scenery. Only there can you see the unrestrained witches and the pure beauty of the witches. This beauty does not contain the constraints of loyalty and fear, but is a very natural beauty.

More than 90% of the shops in Casso City have been acquired by the City Lord's Mansion, and then taken over by the witch to operate. The new city lord is a good man and obeys Robben's words. Casso City did not have any adverse effects due to Robben's departure.

Many demons from afar came here to visit these witches who run various businesses. They first went to the bun shop to chat with the bosses there, and then went to the grocery store to harass the very stingy salesmen. During dinner, they went to the restaurant to chat with the witches who were dressed very strangely but looked very pleasing. Then they went to the theater to listen to the charming voices of the witches and the extremely charming faces after putting on makeup. Finally, they pretended to ask for directions on the street and chatted with a witch for a long time. Although the city of Gaso is obviously that big, everything seemed very natural. After many demons walked around the city of Gaso, they had a strange feeling. The witches here did not look like witches, and they were very different from the witches who had been servile and obedient in their past impressions.

The City of Gaso has now become a tourist city. Every year, the income from the foreign demons' tourism is quite considerable. Of course, when there are more people, everything will happen. In the first few years, there are many demons who hold their own identities and forcefully rob witches. However, before his hands, the "special elite troops" of Gaso City had already "arresisted" him.

Robben knew that something would happen, so he specially arranged several times the troops to garrison in Gaso City, and the witches such as Bazaar would take turns to return to Gaso City to be responsible for the defense work.

When the demons were repeatedly "captured" by these elite soldiers and some of them were sent to the guillotine at the entrance of the Caishikou of Gaso City, everyone else understood the opinions: this small town was what the Lord Robben had been watching.

Nowadays, Moro City has gradually shown signs of Gaso City, but the proportion of the witches in Moro City does not account for a large proportion of the population, and there is no special effect yet.

However, in some places the effect is indeed quite significant.

Naran pulled Robben while walking, suddenly said excitedly: "Master, we're on Witch Street."

"Well, yes... it's here." Robben replied weakly.

This Witch Street originally did not exist, and it was only changed five or six years ago. Now most of the residents living here are witches. The big and small shops on this street are also imitated in the model of Gaso City and are run by witches independently. All of these witches are free witches. According to common sense, the free witch is the wealth of the ownerless, and whoever picks up is who they belong. However, here, the witch is strictly protected. Since Bazaar cut off the head of a human trafficker who sold witches here, everyone understands that this "butcher" is taking care of the manager here, and no one has come here to go wild again.

Speaking of which, although there have been lives here, compared with other surrounding streets, it is obviously a little crowded here. Robben and Nalan walked through the streets, and it was really crowded, one by one, and Robben was simply untenable.

"What day is today? It seems that there are not so many people in the past." Robben was very surprised.

"Let's see you all"

Robben was wondering, and suddenly, a wave-like cry broke out in the crowd. He couldn't help but startle Robben and looked over the crowd. Robben saw a small balcony on the third floor of a tall white building along the street, and a witch was walking out of the balcony.

As soon as the witch appeared, the crowd on the street suddenly became excited, loud shouts and whistles came one after another.

Robben immediately understood and couldn't help but sigh. This must be another day when a famous actor took off his makeup and met everyone...

When it comes to men, sometimes they are really creatures that don’t use their brains and act on instincts.

Robben and Nalan finally squeezed through the crowd that had blocked the streets before the building. Before they could catch their breath, a scream suddenly came from front of them, and then a figure blocked the two of them.

"Beautiful lady, I didn't expect to meet a traditional witch dressed like you here, but... this does not prevent you from attracting me deeply. I wonder if I have this honor to invite you to have a meal?"

Robben and Nalan sighed helplessly at the same time.

Nalan sighed because this was the fourth time that this was said on this street. Robben sighed because of some reasons, so more and more people like this.

Nalan's dress is indeed different from other witches around. The witches around are all home or professional attire. Nalan has been traveling around as Robben has been traveling everywhere, but she is wearing soft leather armor that is convenient for movement. She stands with Robben in a down-and-out magician dress, which looks quite conspicuous on this street.

As for someone coming to meet someone, Nalan did not stand upright, but smiled sweetly, stepped back slightly, and stood beside Luo himself, crossing Roben's arms: "Sorry, I already have a companion."

"Oh, it's this gentleman, but... don't this lady want to chat with someone else? I don't think these gentlemen seem to be very interesting."

Robben and Nalan sighed secretly at the same time again.

This guy is really persistent. After seeing Nalan with his companion, the few people left politely. It seems that they like Nalan very much.

Roben couldn't help but look at the demon clan who stood in front of him and said he was bored.

This guy has a long, exaggerated curly hair, like an art-making person, and obviously after meticulous combed, his face was white and clean, wearing a very luxurious robe, and the magic rings on his hands were shining, which was obviously not a bargain.

This may be the son of a high-ranking official in the city. There are many such people on this street.

Robben just wanted to cross the street quickly and said, "Sorry, we seem to be very close to each other and are about to find a place to talk. This lady may not agree to your invitation."

As he said that, Roben pulled Nalan and left. Logically speaking, if he persisted, the other party would not make things difficult for him. This is also the rule on this street.

But... sometimes many things cannot be speculated according to common sense.

"Wait" the demon clan stood in front of Robben again, "Sir, I don't think you are the right candidate for this lady. If you want to force this lady away, then let's decide the winner here, right?"

When Nalan heard this, she couldn't help but smile, making her stomach hurt, and Roben's face turned a little dark. Unexpectedly, this guy refused to give in.

This is also the rule on this street. If you like the witch and already have a male companion, you can duel with the witch to prove yourself, but you can't hurt too much, otherwise the "cold-faced butcher" Bazaar will take her witch guard to "acute you".

Of course, this happens less often, because even if you win, the witch you like will hardly leave with you. Here, the witch is very free.

However, every time such a thing happens, it will attract all the demons nearby to stop and watch, and even the witches will join in the fun, and the scene is quite lively.

"Oh? Someone wants a duel?"

"Let's see who's going to have a duel"

The sounds came one by one, and soon, the crowds on the street rushed over, surrounding Robben's side, and the wide street seemed even more crowded. On the tall buildings on both sides of the street, countless small windows were also opened, and the heads of watching the show were poked out.

Robben rubbed his forehead hard, what exactly is this and what

"Hey? Why does this person... seem a bit... a bit like Lord Lord?" As the crowd of people coming fell on Robben, someone said in a low voice.

This sentence immediately became the fuse for countless discussions.

"Oh, isn't this the Lord Lord? That witch is often gone by Lord Nalan, and it seems that he has just come back." The crowd talked a lot, and finally someone recognized Robben and Nalan.

At this moment, everyone's eyes fell on the demon clan who was going to duel with Robben. The demon clan had now stared at the wide-eyed and stood there in amazement.

"Lord... Lord Lord?" The voice of the demon clan was trembling.

"Lord Lord Lord Lord Lord Lord Lord" At this time, an urgent voice suddenly came from the crowd, and a short and fat demon with obvious weightiness squeezed out the crowd and ran over.

As soon as he came closer, the fat man kicked the demon clan who was still standing still, and scolded: "You are a ignorant person, why don't you apologize to the Lord."

"It's you..." Robben looked at the fat man in front of him, and felt a sense of fatigue in his heart.

As the lord here, this fat man, Robben, knew him. He was a small official in charge of the supply and storage of grain in Moro City. He was serious and kind, and gave Robben a very good impression.

"This is..." Robben pointed to the young demon who was kicked by the fat man and knelt down, sweating all over his face.

The fat man knelt down very clumsyly and said with a sad face: "Lord, the child is ignorant, and he bumped into the Lord. Please ask the Lord to be magnanimous and give him a lighter punishment."

"You...you father and son come here together?" Robben felt absurd.

Robben said this fat man's face felt embarrassed: "Uh... this, Lord Lord, we... we didn't come together."

That was all of them secretly and ran over with the tigress in your house... Robben looked at the father and son helplessly, and sighed again.

"Okay, okay... I'm just passing by. Now I'm going back, you...you can do it yourself, but so many people are watching you, maybe something will reach the ears of the tigress in your house. You're ready." Robben walked over and patted the fat man on the shoulder with a look of sympathy.

Robben didn't want to stay too long, so he pulled Nalan and left. The rest of the people naturally did not dare to stop him and immediately gave up a way to let Robben and Nalan pass.

After walking a little further, Robben could still hear the fat man behind him teaching his son and his son a lesson, and at the same time, bursts of laughter from the crowd came.

This street is very long, but it is actually two streets together, and then it is called Witch Street. At the middle entrance, Robben and Nalan turned directly and left Witch Street.

"Master, you still don't like this place..." Nalan saw the helplessness on Roben's face.

"It's not true, it just feels... it's too strange. Why, do you like it?"

Nalan nodded without hesitation: "Well, Nalan likes it."

"This is really beyond my expectations, and I thought you didn't like to join in the fun."

He smiled, Nalan held Roben's arm and leaned against Luo himself, and said softly: "Actually, Nalan doesn't like quarrels, but she likes the atmosphere of Witch Street. It is precisely because of this street that the witches in Moro City have their own place to live. There is no need to worry about the past and live a free and safe life. This is like a gift for the witches, so Nalan likes there."

"But... I think there are many ways to live freely, and it doesn't have to be like Witch Street...well..."

Nalan smiled, a little sneaky, and rubbed his face against Robben's shoulder as if no one was on the street and said, "Master, you are so uninteresting. If you don't want women, you will regard other men as that. That is absolutely not allowed."

"Ah? What are you talking about?"

Nalan tilted his head and suddenly said, "Master, have you ever thought about this question. The master can certainly allow them to obtain good living conditions, but if no outsiders join, will the master want these witches to live with the witch all their lives?"

Robben was slightly stunned: "Isn't this good?"

Nalan rolled his eyes: "Of course not good."

"Uh...why?"

Nalan put his head on Robben's shoulder and whispered: "A safe life is important, but the witches are women. My masters, we need to rely on, warmth, and people need to care for them. So Nalan thinks that Witch Street is a good place."

Nalan said something and Robben was a little surprised. He had never thought about this situation.

"Has I...I've been doing something wrong all the time?"

"No, the master did nothing wrong," Nalan shook his head, "but the master's mind's idea is too simple, and he has never thought about the problem from the perspective of our women."

Robben touched his nose and finally nodded: "Probably...it's true."

"It's obviously that's it"

"Well... needless to say it's so direct."

Witch Street is indeed a good place. Since its establishment, this street has attracted the attention of all the demons in Moro City. There are many entertainment venues on this street, with shops of all sizes, and bright white teeth inside, with a fresh atmosphere of beautiful witches.
To be continued...