What! Our family is actually the descendant of the evil god?

"Mom, look, what is that?"

When a pedestrian passed by a cart, Wendy looked at the things on the cart and asked her mother in a brisk tone.

Hearing this, Estelle turned her head and looked at the place her daughter pointed to.

It was a cart with a grill, on which were placed limbs that looked like pig's trotters but were much smaller than pig's trotters.

The scorching charcoal made the trotters of this unknown animal sizzle with hot oil.

A smell of barbecue spread from it to the surroundings.

Estelle took a closer look, then shook her head and answered truthfully:

"I don't know what that is either. It may be a local specialty."

At this point, she looked at her daughter who was obviously a little moved and asked:

"Want to eat?"

Wendy hesitated for a moment, but finally shook her head:

"Forget it. It feels a bit unclean to put it on the roadside and roast it."

She really didn't make excuses. In fact, she felt that way.

From time to time, a carriage passed by the roadside, bringing up a lot of dust. In addition, the chef did not wear gloves and masks, so it was very unhygienic to directly touch the barbecue.

Hearing her daughter's refusal, Estelle's soft lips curled up slightly, and she joked:

"Even if you want to eat, you can't, we don't have money!"

Wendini was a little angry: "Then why did you ask me if I wanted to eat just now?"

"Just teasing you." Estelle's eyebrows were curved.

It's so good to tease your daughter~

Wendini was furious, hugged her mother's arm, and hit her mother's round and white shoulders with her forehead.

"Bad mother!" Wendini gritted her teeth.

Estelle used her other hand to gently tidy up her daughter's hair, which was a little messy because of the previous action, and smiled softly:

"If you want to eat, wait for your brother to come back and ask him to buy it for you."

"Don't we have no money? How can he buy it?" Wendini showed a hint of confusion on her little face.

Estelle blinked her beautiful eyes and pretended to be surprised and said:

"Oh, right~ then it seems you have nothing to eat."

Wendini curled her lips: "Mom is really a fool!"

Estelle smiled but said nothing.

On the other side, the middle-aged man who was pushing the barbecue cart and was both the chef and the boss.

Seeing that the group of beautiful women were looking at him and whispering something.

He cleared his throat, forced a smile on his face, and took the initiative to speak in Duolun:

"Beautiful ladies, do you want to try these barbecued sea pig legs?"

"Oh, I can assure you that they are all very delicious. Look, how fragrant they are!"

After hearing the words of the middle-aged man, Estelle raised her eyes and glanced at the boss, then slowly shook her head and politely refused.

They have all used the crystal of language proficiency and are now proficient in Duolun.

After hearing this, the middle-aged man showed a trace of pity on his face.

Isabella, who was wearing a maid outfit, also glanced at the middle-aged man, but she didn't say anything.

It was not until she left the stall that Isabella said to Estelle:

"Madam, the stall owner's behavior just now seemed a little strange."

Estelle looked at Isabella with her eyes as warm as water, and acted as if she wanted to hear more.

Wendini and Xiweier beside her also looked in Isabella's direction at this moment, curious about what she found.

Seeing that they were all looking at her, Isabella organized her words and said:

"The stall owner is too calm and natural."

"Based on the situation of him setting up a stall on the roadside, we can roughly infer that he should be just an ordinary resident of the inner city."

"And an ordinary resident of the inner city, seeing the lady and the prince, who are obviously noble ladies, dares to take the initiative to speak, and is still so natural and calm."

"This is not consistent with his identity as an ordinary resident of the inner city."

If it were Intiles or Haidaram, those ordinary residents would be nervous and choose their words carefully when seeing the nobles?

How could they be as natural and calm as the stall owner, as if the ladies in front of them were really just ordinary ladies.

After listening to this, Estelle smiled and said, "But this is the Dark Sea, not the Croatian continent. Everyone here has been exposed to the mystery."

"We just arrived here, and we don't know how the nobles here get along with ordinary people."

"Maybe, the way ordinary people and nobles get along here is the same as that of the stall owner?"

Isabella was stunned for a moment, and then whispered:

"I really didn't think of this just now, I said something wrong."

Estelle's lips curled slightly, and she chuckled, "Then I really think you didn't think of it."

Isabella didn't say anything. No one would like to have a scheming woman around their children.

Appropriately showing a little deficiency is more conducive to gaining the trust of the host.

It's just that her performance seems to be seen by this lady.

But it doesn't matter, this is actually intentional, because it is also a kind of flattery.

Oh, it's so hard to be a good personal maid~

Seeing that Isabella didn't say anything, Estelle didn't care and just said:

"But what you said makes sense. When I go back, I will mention this to Eros and ask him to talk to the church."

After all, my child is now the son of the church. If he does something that is beneficial to the church, he can better disguise this identity.

After saying this, the group continued to stroll on the street.

On the other side, Eros was also sitting in the carriage at this moment, and he and Vivian were on a one-day tour of Maya City.

Time passed little by little, and the carriage passed through the streets of Maya City, allowing Eros and Vivian to gradually understand the city.

It was four o'clock in the afternoon, and the carriage was returning to the inner city along the street.

In the carriage, Eros waved his hand to lay down a spiritual wall, turned his head and smiled at Vivian beside him:

"After visiting the entire Maya City, where do you think the members of the Black Dog Gang are most likely to hide?"

Vivian sat in the carriage, her pair of snow-white and slender legs were crossed.

The pointed high-heeled shoes on her white and tender bare feet had been half-taken off, and were hooked with a few snow-white toes, swaying in the air.