How quickly the Lord of Waterdeep is efficient depends on the amount of gold he brings to the trade.

And Charlie's generosity was enough for her to quickly get a survey result worth one million gold coins.

Obviously, the ones who can get a foothold in the dungeon are old fritters.

despised the drows to death, and secretly sent 'nails' to others.

Charlie unfolds the parchment roll.

The black dragon lay on his stomach, and Artemicia sat picturesquely beside him.

Her beautiful aqua blue dress topped a cloth bag embroidered with a bear motif.

At this moment, the beautiful Artemisia is taking out the chocolate mosaic cookie from it, biting into it in small bites, making a small 'click', 'click' sound.

Alfonstain looked at his sister, whom he had never befriended, with a complicated look.

I don't know what the old man thinks about his daughter's trip down and a ton of weight when she comes home......

However, what made His Highness even more concerned was that Charlie looked at the sheepskin scroll with an increasingly terrifying expression.

Obviously, the matter of handing over a piece of parchment after taking a million gold coins made even the famous 'profiteer' city lord of the dungeon a little panicked.

Although I am sorry that I have taken so much money, this kind of service is obviously not on the dragon's 'after-sales guide'.

In that case, let's stuff more 'material'!

The last three generations of Scottes' lives are here.

How miserable the male drow is, Charlie has only been a story to hear.

But today, someone put a piece of parchment in front of Charlie.

The above is the life of such a male Zhuoer, the only difference is that the protagonist of this story is a person from her ideal hometown.

It was Scots, who easily put all the dark side of the ideal country on himself.

What Scott is doing, there have always been people in Ideal Township who have secretly reported Charlie.

Obviously, Scoci's ability to play a role in parliament has a lot to do with Charlie's relentless vouching behind his back.

The ideal township is very beautiful, but maintaining such a beautiful place requires countless people to pay silently.

Not to mention that Scotch is Charlie's biggest contributor to Charlie's ability to easily manage his ideal township by simply sitting in the office and signing some documents.

But even though he was a citizen of Ideal Township, Charlie would not allow Scotch to suffer such a great grievance.

I didn't know it before, but now that I know, with the past, let's settle it together!

Many plans flashed through his mind, but they were all rejected by Charlie.

It's not because it's not perfect, but because the owner of the ideal township who is extremely protective of his shortcomings just feels that revenge is not enough to relieve his hatred.

……

Charlie and his party leave Waterdeep Castle, but their whereabouts are quickly reported to Sheran Locke.

A Dragonborn in epic armor confronted Sheran Locke, seated on the throne, "City Lord, they're gone. ”

Sheran Rock raised his eyebrows slightly.

"How many helpers did they hire?"

Most of the unlucky ghost named Scott was captured and taken to Spider Holy City to be the Spider Queen's 'snack'.

Drow hates the white-skinned elves on the surface, but hates traitors like Scotch even more.

Even if that little guy is a god, he can't go to the 'carnival party' of the queen of spiders and play the mischief game of 'trick-or-treating'.

It is true that the spider queen was a subordinate god with weak divine power before she fell, but after she brought a green hat to her ex-husband and was kicked out of the elf god system, she set up her own door.

Now, this madwoman with the appearance of a half-spider and half-dark elf is a real master god's strength.

His Majesty the Dragon God's Silver Dragon Gong is really stupid and knocks on the door, and most of the Dragon God's family wants to fold a daughter.

As for it, you can't call the parents to help......

Xia Lanrock sneered, saying that in the dungeon here, the 'Lord God' on the Star Plane will also suffer in Rose's home field.

When the time comes, if a madwoman hacks a main god to death in the lower plane, it will be a big joke.

Especially the elven god system has played free before, and died of an Elise Emerald who shared the belief of the dark elves, so that now Rose's divine power is directly on the next level.

Inside the dungeon, Sheran Rock dares to bet with a gold coin, no, with a silver coin...... Forget it, it's better to bet with a copper coin!

Rose has no pressure on the two main gods of the lower realm.

You can't lose by playing three!

Four are a little embarrassed, and five of her can run to the lower plane to avoid the limelight.

In short, the main god of the astral realm does not come down to a group, don't think about the spider queen Rose.

In Xia Lanluo's eyes, this little girl will take a look from God, hire a little more cannon fodder, disturb the spider's vision at a critical time, and be caught off guard by God, and there is still a lot of hope of leaving safely after saving people.

"But...... They didn't hire adventurers. ”

Sherland Rock didn't care, "Oh, that's probably giving up, right?" Fortunately, I gave the little girl a little more information, otherwise she would have to run to return the money if she couldn't keep it. ”

"Tsk, take out a million gold coins at every turn, it's really generous, the big fat sheep on the surface is wide."

As he said to himself, Sheran Rock raised his hand, and a golden wine cup encrusted with rubies flew out of the scattered pile of golden treasures on the side of the city lord's throne.

The dragonborn below had a good eye and immediately stepped forward to take a bottle of red wine from the city lord and poured it full for Sharan Locke.

Halfway through the pouring of the wine, he suddenly remembered, "Speaking of which, that human went to the Adventurer's Guild to buy a piece of information. ”

Xia Lan Rock Mazi took a large sip of the surface wine he had purchased from the goblins, and glanced at his subordinates who wanted to stop talking, so that he could say something quickly, don't be fussed.

"That...... They bought a copy of the Psicosm's information. ”

"Poof——!

……

Leaving Waterdeep, Artemicia turned into a silver dragon and went straight to the Drow stronghold closest to Waterdeep as Charlie had ordered.

The situation is urgent, and His Royal Highness and Charlie have temporarily 'truce'.

To be precise, Charlie unilaterally stopped the cold war with His Highness.

The black dragon was lying on Charlie's shoulder.

The tail coiled around Charlie's neck like a winter scarf, burying half of her face in the cold black dragon tail.

Finally circled, His Highness in the irritable period felt a little more comfortable.

It's like a large pile of gold coins that I can only watch and guard with red eyes all along, and today I can be regarded as comfortable as being able to lie on my stomach and roll on it.

The cultural differences made Charlie very ununderstandable, what His Royal Highness's habit of being lazy to 'lie' on the shoulders of girls meant.

Artemisia was glad that she had become a temporary 'transport'.

Otherwise, she will be forced to stuff tons of 'dog food' at this time.

"What are your plans?" His Highness asked softly.

Charlie pointed to the small drow gathering marked on the map, "First of all, I'm going to kill the house's matriarch. ”

The black dragon gently brushed a strand of wind-blown hair with the tip of his tail, and waited quietly for the words below.

With his understanding of his own woman, the spider queen is estimated to have shed a layer of skin this time.

And then ...... I'll also be the mistress of Drow, as for the gifts to bring to the festival......"

"I see that the cowhide that Zhuoer blew before is good~"

"The Spider Queen has held so many festivals, which one of the festivals can take out the spirit sucking monster as a sacrifice?"

Your Highness: "......"

"A dignified god, after coming to the dungeon, everyone is saying how terrible the spirit sucking monster is, and I don't deserve it for her."

"Isn't the slogan of Ideal Township 'helpful'?"

"I think this definition is too narrow, we can and are willing to help God, hehe." Charlie smiled brightly, and began to roll up the parchment roll in his hand and put it into the storage ring.

At the same time, His Highness received a voice from Artemisia's heart.

[Should I ask the Father for help in advance?] 】

His Royal Highness replied lightly: [I can still hold it. 】