The man with a cloak was uncovered, and below was the face of a dull middle-aged man, with a look of horror on his face because of being defeated.

"How is it possible, how could I lose to two children..."

"Don't refuse to believe it there, hurry up and talk about it, why are you, Angles, in such a human trafficker organization?"

The man quickly put away his emotions and smiled at the two of them: "Do you think I will tell you?"

"Wouldn't it be more deterrent if our grade looks older?" Ania from behind poked her head out and asked.

"It should be." The boy first answered Ania's question, and then continued to try to ask about the information, "You have fallen into our hands, so don't you think about your future situation? At least if you answer some of our questions, we will definitely be a little better for you, right?"

The man smiled and didn't say anything, so the boy continued, "Aren't you afraid that we will be punished?"

"You can try to let me say anything." The man glanced at them with disdain.

"Did you go through this?" Ainia asked.

The man's expression stuttered slightly, and he immediately sneered: "I just simply look down on children like you. The terrible punishment you think is just a trick you see in the magic drama. That level of punishment is just a joke to us."

"I understand, you have indeed received training in this regard." Ania nodded, not caring about the man's words at all.

For Ania, what a man said is meaningless. When she asked a question, she had already covered the man's whole body with magic. She got the answer from his instinctive reaction of his body. It was not important or necessary whether a man could answer in words.

"A man with professional training came to be a human trafficker. It seems that we accidentally caught a big fish."

"The Angles insist on learning only the first four major magics. Logically speaking, they should be far inferior to other tribes..."

The man suddenly interrupted, "The original four-type magic is the strongest, and the so-called modern magic is nothing more than a side-door!"

"Look, they actually believe that modern magic is not as good as ancient magic. It's ridiculous. If the development of the times cannot bring about a little progress, what are we developing?" After a mocking sentence, Enia ignored the unyielding argument of the man on the ground and turned to the boy to continue, "The magic of the Angles is not as good as other tribes, but it is the best warfare among all tribes. The Angles and the four tribes on their borders have frictions on the border, and some areas are even in war for many years. You say, how did such an annoying tribe and no outstanding military strength persist until now and have not been destroyed?"

"The restraint between other tribes?" The boy recalled the knowledge he learned in history class.

"This should be just one of the reasons, Mr. Trafficking."

"You mean that the Angles secretly organized a huge population reselling group, secretly engaged in other countries and used various means to transport children from various tribes to their tribes, and then trained and brainwashed from an early age to maintain the combat effectiveness of their tribes?" The boy thought of many plots about the mysterious killer organization that had been told in the stories, and felt that there was no sense of incongruity when applying this.

"I think it should not only be used to supplement the combat effectiveness of their troops. They can even train and send them back to their original tribes and make them spies... The news my father had received before should have been deliberately distributed by the spies lurking on our side of the Angels." Ania thought for a while and said, "I wonder if what Xiweiya and the others saw were spies from the Angels. Are there human traffickers now?"

"Although there are fewer and fewer, it still exists." Population trading itself is difficult to eradicate, because there will always be various reasons for the buyer's market, and if there is demand, there will naturally be someone to meet the demand.

"Who are you?" The man looked at the two of them in surprise. Ania's analysis obviously made him panic.

"Since you asked sincerely, I will tell you with mercy!" Ania laughed to the sky with a proud and arrogant look on her face, "We are the masked warriors passing by!"

"These two lines are not from the same story, right?"

"Don't care about the details."

"You, a demon, actually acted with the human race, and you are dealing with me, the demon race in the territory of our demon race. Don't you feel ashamed? Or are you a demon traitor raised by the human race since childhood?" He felt that the development of the situation was a little beyond his expectations and began to try to find opportunities. Seeing that Ainia was relatively young, he directly tried to disagree with the two of them.

At first, the man thought the two of them had discovered clues of population transactions, so he intervened with the idea of ​​upholding justice. He looked down on the children of such noble families from the bottom of his heart. Although he was caught now, as long as he found a chance, he had some ways to deal with flowers in greenhouses like them. When he was tied up, he was thinking in his heart how to send these two children to which department.

Although the boy used the special magic taught by the Brave Academy during the previous battle, he had never seen it and did not recognize the origin of those magic. He just thought it was the modern magic of other tribes. It was not until he heard a series of conversations between the two that he was sure that they had not lie before.

After confirming that the human race was young, he became even more confused. Judging from the magic they used by the two, they were not from civilian children. In his opinion, one of the two must be the other vassal, such as the bodyguard trained by the little girl since childhood when she was young. But from his initial young battle, it was not the case, or the little girl was a teenager's child bride, but in this case, they should be on the human race. What should they do when they run to the demon race? And they also came over to participate in criminal incidents within the demon race to uphold justice. How idle are you? Isn't it good to go home and have fun in your cultivation game?

"I didn't have been raised since I was a child." Ania turned her eyes and smiled and squatted down at the man. The Angles insisted that magic originated from the demon clan, so the demon clan was superior to the human clan. They had the same pathological pride in this regard. Ania decided to use this to tease the man. She was almost bored if she had no games these days.

"I've just known him for a while, but I really fell in love with him at first sight, so I decided to follow him to the ends of the world in the future. No matter what he wants to do, I will accompany him. I've long wanted to have a passionate love affair. Even if my father wanted me, I won't care!"

As he said, Ainia stood up and snuggled into the arms of the boy whose facial muscles were cramped. "Dear, I have abandoned everything about me for you. Don't abandon me. Even if you want to know the secret of the demon clan, I will tell you without reservation what I know..."

"Bastard, are you still a demon?!" The man shouted with a blue face, as if he saw his daughter elbowing out of his family running away with his most hated young man.
Chapter completed!