"Your eyes are sharper than the eagles, Your Majesty."

Half-lich complimented, it half-crouched, its dark black robe resting on the ground, tilted its head and said frankly, "My enemy, Jon Arthur, the lackey of Tashanmu, the king of Kohor. ”

Kohor, like Caesar's home Elantra when he infiltrated the Humans, is one of the nine free trade city-states in central China, and although they all share the head of Tashanmu, each has its own owner.

The half-lich refers to Jon Arthur is the ruler of Kohor for nearly twenty years, and that man is untitled, and is known as the king of Kohor.

Caesar knew the city of Kohor, but he didn't know who Jon Arthur was, but this guy didn't delve into it, and maintained the majesty of the owner of the Blackwing's Lair, changed the subject, and asked with interest, "Let me hear, what evil have you done?" ”

"To a spellcaster who delves into necromancy, to be alive is to be evil."

Wren replied in a bitter voice: "The radiant paladins will only uphold their so-called justice, judge the evil in their eyes, and swear to take my life until death." ”

"It could be."

Unimpressed by the half-lich's emotional outpouring, the entrenched dragon sneered, and then his voice intensified: "Say, mage, what evil have you done?" ”

"For the lives of a few ordinary people, a few inconsequential corpses, Jon Arthur took everything I loved."

The half-lich paused for a moment, and found that the Dragon King was unmoved, before he had to admit, "Of course I will take him too." ”

It looked sad and angry, as if it was still tormented by the pain of the time.

Hehe......

Caesar was amazed and amazed by this guy's three views, but he was an evil dragon, and he would not refuse a knowledgeable spellcaster because of this, so the black dragon lord then asked, "They chased them to the Northland?" ”

"No, I'll get rid of them for the time being."

Wren leaned over his deep staff and said that the point of the sentence was "temporary", and then he went on to tell the story.

Since then, the evil necromancer has been in exile, and Jon Arthur's minions have always been on his heels, from Kohor to Elantra, from Elantra to the Empire of Immortality, and then back to the Nine Trade City-States, wandering and fighting.

Eventually, the half-lich who failed to transform made his way to the Northlands, set foot in no man's land, and went deep into the Blackwing's lair to reach the Dragon King.

"Mage."

After hearing this, Caesar stretched out his body curled up on the high platform, and walked down step by step, looking down at the wicked one who sought refuge: "You must understand what it means to be loyal to me. ”

"The black dragon is never a fool to be fooled, don't pray that you can deal with us like you do with the red dragon, and if you dare to have any infidelity, concealment, and deception, don't expect me to be as merciful as those humans."

But there is no creature who has seen the appearance of the Black Dragon Lord who is not shocked and surprised, whether it is a human or a real dragon.

But fortunately, the half-lich had seen the mass energy crystals circulating in the Northland countries before, and it was for this reason that it came, so it didn't show any timidity or embarrassment, but looking directly at such a powerful evil dragon still made the pupils of the human face on its left tremble slightly.

"I understand, Your Majesty."

Wren whispered in response, and the Black Dragon Lord let go of his dragon might, and the terrifying momentum surged like a landslide tsunami, forcing the half-lich to lower his head, and the soul fire that had been fluttering in his eye socket was deeply pressed into it.

"Very well, mage."

Caesar smiled satisfactorily, but the black dragon's face couldn't tell that he was smiling, and it was all the more vicious because he opened his mouth to show his sharp teeth, "In that case, you must first follow the rules of the Blackwing's Nest, Hogg—" he growled.

"At your disposal, Your Majesty." The leader of the gnolls immediately emerged from the shadows in the corner of the palace, carrying a bright hatchet in his hand.

"Let this mage live in the shanty town on the edge of Blackwing's Lair, yes, it's where those kobolds live, and by the way, tell the mage about the rules of Blackwing's Lair."

Caesar said that the Black Wing Lair implements strict class control, which will not change depending on whether the outsider is strong or not, and the new arrivals, whether they are humans or other creatures, are the most inferior, even if the caster plays a significant role, the Black Dragon Lord will not let the other party enter the core area or even the Emerald Palace, which is a place where privileged clans can stay.

Outsiders, only after surviving the repeated oppression of the Black Wing Nest and proving their worth, can they be promoted and improve their embarrassing living conditions.

This was not conducive to Caesar's acquisition of foreign clans, but it was essential to the stability of his rule.

In fact, there is another reason why the half-lich Wren has fallen into the miserable situation of living with kobolds.

This damn guy scares Luna.

"I understand."

Hogg glanced at the terrifying-looking half-lich, turned around, and took the lead towards the outside of the Emerald Palace.

"Please allow me to retire, Your Majesty."

Wren nodded, for the place to live, the half-lich who is used to being filthy and dim, windy and rainy, has no requirements, and it doesn't care what it lives with, its purpose is just to get the protection of the powerful evil dragon.

Following behind the gnoll leader, it notices that Hogg's weapon is not an extraordinary thing, but a legendary weapon with great power, and Wren remembers that the last time he saw such a thing was in the so-called King of Kohor, Jon Arthur.

How? Legendary weapons in the Northlands are so common that even a gnoll boss is eligible to use them?

Wren didn't believe it.

Moreover, this guy can even use this thing blatantly in front of a greedy five-colored dragon, obviously with the tacit approval of the Black Dragon Emperor, and even, this legendary item is a weapon it gave to his dependents.

Thinking of this question, the half-lich's suspicious and sensitive heart trembled slightly, of course, it did not really want to join the dragon king, the original plan was to hide under the protection of the powerful evil dragon for a while, endure for a few years, and when the wind calms down and the pursuers give up the search, it will find an opportunity to escape.

Now, however, Wren has changed his mind a little, intending to find out some of the true situation of the Blackwing Lair first, assess the potential of the Dragon King, and then re-evaluate whether or not to be loyal or not.

"Outsider, first of all, warn you."

After arriving at his destination, the strong gnoll turned around and said in an unkind tone: "The first rule of Your Majesty's ban is that you must not harm all creatures within the Blackwing Lair's power, you can be allowed to conduct necromantic research, but if you touch the ban, we will tear down your bones." ”

"Please rest assured." The half-lich nodded, not looking at the gnolls, but looking at his surroundings, not very polite.

"It's good if you remember."

Hogg continued: "Because you have to memorize every one of the next ......."