"The leaders of the alliance are in a meeting, do you want to go and see it?" The gray dwarf who led the way made an invitation to Charlie.

Charlie wanted to ask, 'Can I really go?' but thought about kidnapping these 'sacrifices' from all over the drow, and hurriedly sent people to chase after the incident at the east window.

All the way here, it is not easy for everyone to organize such a 'league meeting' with the grass platform team.

Charlie with a big smile: "That's really an honor!" ”

"Eh, it's nothing, everyone can listen to it, those who are qualified to speak are big shots, you and this dragon clan may be able to speak, we don't have any allies of the dragon here."

"That's you...... This appearance may be a bit troublesome, can you hide it? ”

Charlie laughed, "That's more likely to go wrong!" Rest assured! My companions will protect me~"

After speaking, he winked at the 'Drow' version of the silver dragon princess Artemisia behind him.

Even though there was still a long distance from the Spider Holy City, considering the crazy gods of the Drows, the so-called allies didn't even dare to set up a tent, and everyone sat around a pile of glowing mushrooms with no less than a hundred people.

Of course, the one who comes to Zall to 'kick the restaurant' can't be more than 100 good.

But those who are qualified to sit here in a meeting and be able to speak should be all.

Charlie sat on the outskirts with the gray dwarfs, unnoticed, for a centaur was arguing fiercely with a glittering 'ball of light'.

Is that...... What the?

"Leprechauns." His Highness said in a low voice.

Alfonstain knew about the 'Encyclopedia of Intelligent Races' made by Charlie that there were no goblin citizens in the Ideal Township, so Charlie had never seen this race so far.

“…… It's hard to imagine......" Charlie sighed as he looked at the goblin, which was the size of a fist but lit up like a light bulb.

Who would have imagined that a magic bottle made from such a small thing could have the effect of blowing up a mushroom cloud......

Sure enough, lethality has nothing to do with size.

"Yaaaa I'm! You stupid horse, you can't understand me! ”

The centaur was so angry that its hooves were about to dig a half-meter-deep hole in the ground.

Charlie: "......"

Although she hadn't dealt with centaurs, orcs were taboo about it, right?

For example, now you call a centaur a horse a horse...... It's like saying that an intelligent race with a very developed intelligence is a brute.

What stopped the centaurs from going crazy on the spot was probably because they were afraid of the magic bottles that the goblins threw out that they didn't even know what the hell it would be.

"What are they arguing about?" Charlie whispered to the gray dwarf.

"Oh...... Well, I was arguing before I left, but not with centaurs, but with representatives of goblins and dwarves...... Ah, such a goblin can beep so well...... Buzzing like flies, noisy and painful. ”

"The goblins say the strength of the coalition is still not enough."

"They said that unless they could find more force to support them, they would either send them to their deaths, because the Spider Queen's divine power had been purified, and she had devoured most of Elisetsu's Dark Elf believers, and this festival would be unprecedented and grand...... There are a lot of reasons, you know these pocket-sized little guys, they are as bold as they are. ”

After saying that, the dwarf gestured with his little finger.

Charlie looked at the gray dwarf who stood up and was still a certain gap from his shoulder: "......"

Putting away the five hundred words of complaint in his heart, Charlie lowered his body and whispered in the gray dwarf's ear: "That...... What if you count the psionic monsters? ”

The gray dwarf shuddered at the words 'Spirit Sucking Monster'.

Later, I thought of the lifelike 'crystal specimen' that Charlie took out.

"It's impossible, hey, it's impossible for the Spirit Sucker to cross thousands of miles because of a four-whisker Spirit Sucking Monster, and fight with Zhuoer, unless you blow up their main brain, otherwise they won't lose their minds and fight for such a member."

Just when the gray dwarf said this, thousands of miles away, in the base camp of the spirit-absorbing monsters.

Countless slaves who lived on the lowest floors of the palace were busy.

They are constantly fulfilling the instructions given by their respective masters.

And their master's mind is constantly reporting the progress of the people in the 'chat room' set up by the mastermind.

[Delineated, lost instance's location.] 】

[Please report the location of the missing individual.] 】

A map of the dungeon is projected into the chat room, and as it zooms in, the location marked by the red dot is revealed to all subjects connected to the main brain.

[It has been confirmed that the 'blasphemer' is with the missing subject.] 】

[Judge, what is the probability that the Drow Elf will be the desecrator and the mastermind behind the incident.] 】

[All individuals are requested to upload information on recent Drow Elves......]

【Intelligence Gathering ......】

[Judgment, 73% chance.] 】

At this point, the main brain, which was immersed in a huge pool of yellow liquid, gave a command.

【Attack on the Holy City of Drow】

……

Charlie should be grateful to the drow who threatened to tie up a spirit sucker and come back to play tricks, even though her words and subsequent actions have become the meaningless behavior of the loser of the Drow family's internal digestion infighting.

However, judging from the results, they really sent a good wave of assists to Charlie.

Charlie hesitated for a moment, and felt that it was still necessary to remind, "It's really possible for them to chase that spirit sucking monster......

The gray dwarf was listening to the representative of the goblin unilateral centaur, and the BBBB didn't have a full stop little mouth that was really like a machine gun, and it was mixed with personal attacks when he spoke, no, horse body attacks, and viciously made a group of melon-eaters feel sorry for the centaur brothers.

Charlie always said that the spirit sucks monsters, which really makes the gray dwarf a little irritable.

What's going on with Drow lately?

Why is it so inflated?

"Didn't you just catch a spirit-absorbing monster? Even if you catch it, can you change the situation here? I said, why don't you have a bright head! ”

The gray dwarf has a really bad temper.

It's easy to get anxious.

Charlie reluctantly mentioned the spirit sucking monster a few more times, and the gray dwarf jumped up and down, and even the loud voice that didn't match their height exploded.

In an instant, the temporary meeting place was silent.

She didn't speak in a whisper before, and even the goblin who was about to spray the centaur to death seemed to be suspended and motionless, but she was constantly 'jumping up and down' before.

His gaze was like a sharp arrow, shooting at Charlie.

And then there was a dead silence again.

After seeing the two women sitting on the edge of the meeting, the entire delegates of the League fell silent.