Two years ago, Moria, who had just turned fifteen, seemed to have suddenly been favored by the dark gods, from a low-level commoner in the low-level slums, to a noble lady of the nobles of Duruzzi, and even became the commander of a black ark half a year ago.

She had just returned from the distant Aurora Empire with the Black Ark "Temple of Resentment" last month, and they had plundered a coastal city, and she had been rewarded with the most precious loot as a pirate for the first time, a baby girl with High Elf blood, which was a terrible thing, you know, those Dreadlords loved these Azul slaves, and when she was trained in the future, she would definitely be able to sell them for a big price.

The good fortune continued, and when the fleet returned to the "Slave Gate" Karl, there were people in the market who bought human slaves at a high price, and the "Temple of Resentment" was able to cash in the loot they brought back.

Having tasted money and power for the first time, Moriah couldn't sit still and persuaded the fleet commander to set sail again, ready to take advantage of the good market to make another profit.

This time, their target is the notorious Frontier Prince, where there are many human towns that are fighting their own battles, and are best suited as pirates, although they are a little poorer, but they want human slaves anyway.

The giant Black Ark arrives on Blackclaw Bay, and as the most junior lieutenant commander and mastermind of the operation, Moria is assigned to lead a landing force deep into the desolate land and capture slaves.

It was as if a giant hand had turned over the gold coins that had held her fate, and from then on, a succession of bad luck began.

Within a few days of walking north along the River of Blood, they had not even seen the shadow of a human before they encountered a group of cavalry of their "cousin" High Elves.

Kane is on top, this is the Frontier Prince's Domain! How could you meet these Ulthuan crumbs!

Even the most ignorant farmer in the backwoods of Bretonnia knows that the encounter between the High Elves and the Dark Elves must be a life-or-death scene.

When the narrow road meets, the brave wins.

Moria's pirates were seasoned veterans and outnumbered, but as soon as they engaged, they were defeated and were no match at all.

The female pirate who rode a horse to the rear found that what she had encountered was not an ordinary Azul, but the most elite light cavalry of Ulthuan, the famous "Elion Marauder"!

These High Elves from the Kingdom of Arion are all equestrian masters, and they love horses like their lives, and when they were children who couldn't even walk, they would get a foal from their elders and grow up with them as a companion.

"I'd rather hurt a brother of an Arian than his horse."

This is a proverb that is widely spread in Ulthuan.

It's not an exaggeration, the horses they sit on are not ordinary horses, they are known for their swiftness and nobility, and even the dark elves will go to Erion regardless of casualties to steal the black horses among them.

From the moment she recognized the identity of the other party, Moria knew that she was definitely not an opponent, except for cursing herself in a low voice for her bad luck, she did not dare to delay for a moment, hugged the baby girl she was carrying, resolutely abandoned her subordinates, and began to flee for her life alone.

But these knights, who were as wild as the wood elves, did not seem to intend to let her go, and they pursued them all the way west, from the banks of the Blood River in the middle of the border prince's realm to the easternmost near the Rabid Dog Pass.

Seeing that he was about to be cornered, Moriah saw a grove of woods, immediately dismounted, and plunged into it.

It was also her life that should not be killed, as I said before, the Erion Marauders love horses like their lives, how could they be like the despicable Duruzzy, who casually left their horses outside the woods, and had to go around the woods from the other side, but they could no longer find any trace of the dark elves.

The pursuit was blocked, and there was another task on their side, so they had to search the neighborhood casually and left.

The immortal Moriah did not stop here, as soon as he came out of the wolf's den, he turned around like a tiger's mouth again, and finally fell into the hands of the greenskin, and was tortured to the point that life was worse than death.

…………

Ascending from hell to heaven and falling back to hell before you have time to enjoy it?

Moria wasn't ready to give up, and after thinking about it, she woke up again and decided to change her strategy.

This time, instead of cursing loudly like before, she changed her tone to a gentle tone, and the target was no longer the boss here, but the little fart who was staring at her.

"Little one, look at my sister here."

This fart was round and chubby, a lot taller than everyone else, and when he heard her voice, the little guy's red eyes immediately revealed a look of doubt.

Seeing that there was a reaction, Moriah took a deep breath, straightened his proud chest, threw another wink, and said with a little anxiety:

"Here, as long as you untie your sister's rope, your sister will ...... Makes you happy and happy. ”

As soon as the words came out, the dark elf girl secretly swore in her heart that as long as she regained her freedom, she would skin the little fart spirit as soon as possible, and definitely make him happy.

To her surprise, the little one seemed to really understand the meaning of her words, and walked forward with a simple smile.

There's a play! Moria's heart was overjoyed, and she regretted why she hadn't thought of this trick earlier, and she had been tortured for so long in vain.

Just when she wanted to make persistent efforts and continue to use her natural capital to escape, a hoarse voice suddenly appeared, completely shattering her sweet dream.

"I'm afraid you don't have a brain disease, right? Talking to a fart, and squirming around, using the lingua franca? Can you understand your fart? ”

An old goblin hunched over came from a distance, with the expression of a fool on his face.

How could Moria have suffered such humiliation, remembering that all the ugliness she had just seen fell into the eyes of the other party, she felt a burst of blood go straight to her head, and her eyes rolled and fainted again.

When she woke up for the first time, she found that she had finally moved somewhere.

It was a small grass hut, and her hands and feet were still trapped, but the air was finally free of the pungent stench.

Moria quickly looked around, there were only two greenskins in the hut, the tall one was the hunchbacked old guy from before, and the short one was like a fart, and so on! Isn't he holding his own slave in his hand? The little baby she hadn't seen since she woke up.

"No !! to eat"

Moria was shocked to see that the loot she had brought back was about to become a greenskinned meal, and she completely forgot about her situation, and blurted out a shout, still in the Dark Elf language.

The short greenskin on the other side heard her voice, paused, and looked at him with a puzzled expression, and then the old goblin standing next to him spoke, and said with a look of disgust:

"Boss, this black bean sprout seems to be stupid, and I wanted to tempt the bear just now."

Big Bear is a round-faced butt, and Stone thinks he is a manufacturable material, so he gave him the retinue quota rewarded by the system, and gave him a name himself.

Old rotten teeth don't look harmless to humans and animals, in fact, they are wilted and wilted, and he said this to Moria, so he deliberately used the continental lingua franca.

Sure enough, as soon as the dark elf heard this, she brushed it, and her pale little face instantly turned red like a boiled shrimp, but she continued to shout:

"I'm not stupid! You can't eat this baby! ”

Stone now understood, it turned out that this stupid girl thought that they were going to eat small bells, too, and sometimes dried shrimp is also a dish in the recipes of other races.

He didn't bother to explain, just diverted his attention to this captive who fell from the sky.

It's really a stunner, even if it is now green-skinned, the stone can't help but sigh in his heart.