On the deserted streets, in addition to the civilians engaged in production, there are only miners who are tired all night and are ready to return home. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The underground was dim enough to afford lighting in important places, and Egris's was not yet atmospheric enough to light torches everywhere in the endless caverns.

There are only a thousand people living in this crypt block, and excluding the half-elf house slaves raised by Drow, there are more than 800 people when they are full.

More than 300 of them are women, most of whom are engaged in farming and weaving.

Most men are responsible for heavy physical work.

The men in this area are divided into three classes of mining, and their work and rest are extremely regular.

There are several such underground crypt blocks in the area.

So it's not inconceivable that two gray dwarves are walking down the street with two half-elf maids.

Many customers think that the room behind the tavern is not well soundproofed and too small and too restrained, many people will take these half-elves home or go to the residence of these half-elves to run errands, of course, the price of travel will be appropriately raised, the folk customs are so natural that no one will make a fuss, and the male Zhuoer, who was originally of low status, if he made a small fortune, would also raise one or two half-elf servants who warm the bed after arranging the main room.

It's hard to imagine that the underworld could be so open, and you can only experience it after seeing it.

The half-elf maid was very respectful to the two gray dwarves, one golden brown was enough to sustain them for more than half a month, and the two dwarves had already paid them three golden browns to support them for a month. Even the richest miners here aren't necessarily going to be so generous, and they don't care too much about what customers have for the sake of money.

At this moment, the pair of dwarves were far behind Lairad, and the two handmaidens would not stop them when they did not make a particularly dangerous move.

It was only after following Lillard to Thorin's house that they stopped tracking, and the two of them sniffed at something in the air, and only after confirming the smell did they breathe a sigh of relief and leave with the maid.

Leillard endured the discomfort and looked at the two dwarves through the crack in the window, wondering why they were following him.

If he hadn't been dizzy at this time, he would have chased him all the way.

"Did you drink?" Malph took a few steps back as she smelled of Leillard.

Bitter mushroom wine is a very common drink in the middle of the lower classes in Egris, and most importantly it is especially easy to fall asleep after drinking.

This mushroom wine was drunk when Drow went underground and couldn't make out the jet lag and couldn't sleep.

At the same time, these mushroom wines will make the drinker emit a very strong smell, and other elves will always have bitterness in their mouths when they smell it.

Gradually, the middle and senior management of Zall no longer drank this kind of wine.

Malf smelled the smell of the air, and instantly her body trembled visibly for a while, her eyebrows were squeezed together, her eyes were squinted, and her cheeks were wrinkled into old chrysanthemums, and she was afraid that those who saw it would also feel the same pain.

"Drink a little, now I'm a little dizzy, let me sleep first"

Leillard leaned against the wall, wondering why his invincible flesh had been knocked down by a small glass of mushroom wine.

Wave after wave of drunkenness hit his senses, and Leillard finally staggered to the side of the bed and fell unconscious.

Malf looked out the window, only a few figures could be seen on the opposite side of the dark street, and the distance of dozens of meters was too difficult for Zhuoer, who had a certain night vision, to see the other party's appearance, she stared for a while and gave up.

She was released from prison with Lillard last night, and the two were held in different places, but they lived quite closely.

After separating from Laillard, Malph's brain has been in a mess, and there is often a voice in her head that keeps telling her about the importance of Leiard, even though her face can be calmly interrogated, and the answers to the interrogation keep popping up in her head. It's as if those scenes are engraved in my mind and just waiting to be called. There was no way for Malf to tell anyone else about this symptom, and there was a special priest who examined her body in the past few days.

The conclusion is that Malv is a normal drow, his body is still in the state he was in before the expedition, and his brain has not been mentally shocked or enslaved. This ensured the reliability of Malf's words, and during the interrogation, the priest cast polygraph magic on Malf, and when he replied to those answers, he was obviously surprised that it was not true, and that the polygraph magic had no effect on these answers.

In the end, Malf can only think that she is mentally stressed and has some self-doubt.

But last night I ran to Thorin's house unknowingly, and slept naked together, no matter how stupid I was, Malv didn't think it was normal. Looking at the sleeping faces of his subordinates in front of him, Malf didn't know what was wrong with him for a while.

With her chin in her hands, Malf thought of the punishment she had given to her, and the reproaches of her subordinates, and she wanted to sleep as peacefully as Leillard. As an excellent captain who has worked in the patrol for two years, he relied on the remaining family background to recruit more than a dozen people from the academy as a team, and saw that he was able to reorganize his family, but he was almost wiped out in this operation.

The blow was so hard that Malv could barely knock on her door and walk in with peace of mind.

There are also funds for the bereavement of the war dead, which Malv can barely afford.

With a sigh, Malf knew that even if he wanted to start over, he might not have the capital to rise again.

The patrol position that was exchanged for the family's points in Aygris will also disappear, is this a broken jar?

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"I seem to have had a long dream?"

Marianne looked at her hands indistinctly, and she slowly walked out of the shade, squinting and looking around, unable to believe her state.

Pale skin, full of strength and desire for fresh flesh and blood.

Let Marianne discover her anomaly as soon as possible.

When she saw the goblins and her former companions around her, the first thing she thought about was whether the other party was delicious, rather than hoping to save them.

At the same time, she told herself in her mind that there was a special food that tasted very delicious and would bring her infinite strength, and the final feedback image turned out to be Leillard who was pressed under her.

After thinking of Lillard, the delicious smell came to her nose for a moment, as if she was hallucinating, Marianne felt a trickle of water in her abdomen continue to wash over her body, the instinctive appetite for Lillard gradually disappeared, and her mind gradually cleared up.

Although I can't understand why I suddenly woke up, I should still have something to do with Leillard.

But after thinking about it, she only had a relationship with Leillard once, is this the reason for her survival??

As the messenger of the black dragon, they have only done it once, will they still adjust their bodies?

For a moment, Marianne was overwhelmed by the constant flow of doubts.

However, doubts did not solve the problem of hunger, and after hunting a few goblins, she had a chance to think about her next move.

Tentatively named the original station of the third Tokyo City, those women who lost their consciousness gradually regained their consciousness after months of sinking, and the female combat group that should have been 800 people is now only more than 300 people alive, and the others don't need to say much, tracing the last memories, presumably they should be eaten by everyone.

Resisting the discomfort in their hearts, they did not have any more sorrow, and when they were captured by the goblins, in order to survive, those goblins would also let them eat the flesh of their own kind. This very inhumane thing happened again, and for them, it was just a nightmare to relive it.

Except for Marianne, at first only one or two women were awake from their violent state, hiding on the safety trunk of a tree, and after a few days, more and more people were awake, and finally they came together and finally figured out the general course of events. Looking at the thousands of goblins and countless stumps and bones roaming the territory, even though they could not remember what happened that night, they knew that something terrible had happened.

Unlike goblins, the skin of these women did not evolve demon skin lines, and they did not have horns on their heads or wings on their backs.

In addition to the fact that his eyes can switch between different modes, his nails have become very sharp, and his strength is incomparably huge, and his magic power seems to be able to perform about two levels of magic without the need for his own Marfa organ to communicate.

The others are almost the same as ordinary people.

This filled everyone's hearts with doubts.

The only thing that remains unchanged is that everyone is very fond of the taste of Laiard at this time, as long as they think of Laiard in their minds, the corners of their mouths will keep leaving saliva urging them to suck Laiard's blood to relieve their physical discomfort.

This common idea directly lets everyone know that he is still alive, and it is estimated that he is inseparable from Leillard.

If you want to get rid of your current desire to fight for the living, you can only find a solution for Leillard.

Fortunately, there are still a few vice-captains and committee members who can represent everyone's opinions.

After probing the surrounding area, he discovered a hidden mechanism that had been hastily closed by Iska.

There were a lot of zombie goblins gathered in that area, and after getting rid of them, it was natural to find the tunnels dug by the claws.

After continuing to complete all the leaders with the policy left behind by Akuya, they made their way through the tunnels to the basement, where they found Isca, who had been unconscious for several days, and Augustine, who had fallen into a state of hibernation.

Even if the two sides did not make a move, this group of people could judge that Augustine was not a monster they could easily deal with from the fluctuations of energy, and took Iska away without alarming him, and woke up the innocent girl with the remaining food in the territory, and obtained relevant information, as the temporary leader of this combat women's group, Marianne decided to mobilize everyone to find Leillard.

After identification, everyone can confirm that there should be more than ten people who may be alive, and there are no traces of battle in the mansion where they live, so the girls living here should still be alive, plus the disappearance of their regiment commander and several captains, it is even more convincing that there are still people alive in the territory.

So, outside of Lillard's imagination, a group of girls have already boarded a boat and a raft made of various timber to start a journey to find a husband.

It is estimated that when he himself saw the situation here, his jaw dropped in shock.

However, at this time, he no longer had time to worry about the changes in the former camp.

Because after falling asleep, Lillard was forced by Malf to buy some gifts and prepare to sit at the Merv family's door.