"Is that the woman they just mentioned 'Eliza'?"

Although the door opened and closed only two or three seconds after the two men entered the room, Brooks could roughly see the figure at the head of the room - it was a fairly good-looking woman with a very friendly appearance. It was a type that could naturally give people a certain degree of favor as soon as they met.

Why is such a friendly looking woman here now, and it seems obvious from the previous conversation that she is taking the initiative to do something for the host here, which is probably not good? At least Brooks is curious about this.

Maybe we can find out the reason why TIA came here?

Unfortunately, it is obviously inconvenient for them to go in and have more eyes. They can only stay in the corridor outside and wait for the conversation of the three people in the room... Or the negotiation is over.

"Hey, can you hear what's inside?" Brooks thought and whispered to the shitabe boy next to him.

However, the boy did not answer his question, but after a moment of silence, he looked at Brooks and said:

"The female human is a wizard."

"Ah?"

After entering the monastery, the shitabe boy has clearly told him that all the humans living here seem to be ordinary people, that is, the "hemp chicken" called by American wizards. In fact, it is precisely because of this that although they always dare not easily use the magic spell, they have successfully hid here for many days without being found by the residents here once.

However, under such a premise, suddenly another witch appeared, which became quite abrupt.

"If she's actually the 'Dean', we'll be much easier next," Brooks couldn't help muttering, "but it's obvious that she's not... Is she from the magic Congress of the United States?"

Although he did not know that the situation here had become a case in Congress, since he found that there were obvious abnormalities in the monastery, Brooks, as a child of the Stewart family, still had considerable confidence in the American magic Congress - even he had found the place all the way and calculated the time when he and TIA played truant, It's time for the family and Auror's office to respond.

"If she's really Auror --"

Originally, Brooks only looked at his action of chasing TIA all the way here as a part-time hike between hemp chicken cities. But now, since they have realized the danger through the shitabe boy around them, Brooks is still quite cautious and honest after all. In fact, brooks no longer dares to act too impulsively.

It was only the worry about TIA that made him never stop moving forward.

However, Brooks was hesitating, but suddenly heard the gentle but unexpected severe warning from the shitabe boy nearby.

"You smell like hoping for luck," he said faintly. "I advise you not to gamble with fate empty handed unless you are ready to bet your life."

"Er," Brooks was stunned when he heard the speech, then nodded and said sincerely, "thank you, I see."

"Yes."

The shitabe boy nodded his head, then suddenly reached out and pulled Brooks's clothes and motioned to the corner when he came.

It seems that he probably found that the three people in the room had finished talking. Maybe they could go there and wait for the three people to come out, and then secretly follow up.

"I wish they would go the other way," Brooks prayed in his heart as he followed the boy.

……

Facts have proved that the shitabe boy's choice is not wrong. After going out, the three people in the room didn't mean to go back at all, but really chose the other end of the corridor. Brooks wanted to ask him why he guessed so accurately, but just opened his mouth and was blocked by the other party's hand.

Now that they know that there is a wizard among the three people who are ahead, they can't be too careful. Even the shitabe people with good individual ability have never dared to despise wizards.

The shitabe boy leading Brooks slowed down a lot and made the distance between the two sides longer. Because he knew that the witch seemed to have agreed to the two people's request to take her to the dean. Next, I'm afraid he and Brooks will face more than this wizard.

Probably because the mood of the shitabe boy was also a little tense, Brooks was immediately infected by it, and his steps gradually became a little stiff. Forced by the rising tension, he subconsciously reached for his wand in his pocket.

But before his palm touched the handle of the stick, he was caught by the shitabe boy who seemed to have eyes on the back of his head, and took the lead in grasping his wrist.

At the next moment, Brooks saw the other party look back slightly and shook his head at himself - the shitabe people don't use magic wands to perform magic, but they may know more about the role of the stick in the hands of each wizard than the Wizards of today's generation.

If the mood fluctuates excessively when holding the wand, at least their shitabe people can "taste" some clues. Therefore, to be safe, Brooks had better not touch his wand before the real battle.

To be honest, he is actually quite alert to the strength of the "master" - he said on the day he came here that it was a very dangerous smell!

Of course, although Brooks didn't know why the other party wanted to stop him from taking out the wand, just like the trust he repeatedly showed to the shitabe boy along the way, he still believed the other party this time.

Brooks did not say a word, but silently removed his hand from his pocket and continued to follow the shitabe boy who had bowed forward again.

I don't know how long it took. Brooks felt like he had to have a feeling of five or six minutes! The shitabe boy in front of him suddenly stopped again and waved his hand to keep squatting close to the wall.

Then Brooks finally heard the other party speak for the first time since following the three people, and suddenly muttered:

"So... The entrance is hidden here."