Chapter Seventy-Seven: The Post-War Audience

"Knock...... Knock...... Knock ......"

There was silence in the room, and even the sound of breathing was deliberately suppressed to a minimum. I only heard the sound of the mother's mother gently tapping on the armrest of the seat and the ring on her hand.

"Hmph......" the master mother snorted coldly, "It's just to deal with some wastes who have lost most of their ability to resist, and in a battle that is nine out of ten, I actually lost my martial arts master!" The soldiers only recovered his belongings, but there was no doubt that he was dead! ”

"A bunch of rubbish!" A high-ranking priest standing beside the master mother shouted viciously, untied the snake's head whip from his waist, and pulled it over without a head!

The two family mages who participated in the battle command were beaten and screamed so badly that they tried their best to curl up their kneeling bodies, but they did not dare to beg for mercy.

As the whip landed on my back, I maintained a humble posture towards my mistress, landed on one knee, lowered my head, and tugged at the corners of my mouth at angles that the other could not see, revealing a silent contemptuous smile.

Probably because I was not moved by the whipping, the position of the snake's head whip fell was completely changed to me. It's really nothing, I don't say a word. Perhaps it was the words and deeds of the elders in my family and my own stubbornness that made me see crying and crying as a sign of weakness since I was a child. In reality, when I broke my bones while practicing martial arts, and the severe pain when I was brafted back to my original position by the doctor, I couldn't open my mouth to exhale, and how could the whipping in the game make me learn from those two family mages screaming!

"You stupid incompetents! You can't do even a little thing without a woman in the back! Let the light shine on your heads! The High Priest cursed as he whipped it.

"Amare, that's enough!" The mistress finally spoke out to stop her.

As the High Priest withdrew the snake's whip and saluted the Master's Mother, I tilted my head slightly and glanced at her. High Priest Amari, hum!

I immediately lowered my head again, for the mistress was looking at me coldly, and I was a little uneasy, wondering if I would be punished for this rude act.

"The main mother, it's just the loss of a male." Another high-ranking priest spoke out to comfort the mistress's anger: "To die in a battle that is sure only shows his incompetence!" And the wealth gained by the family in this battle far exceeded this small loss. ”

"Yes, we've eliminated a rival clan once and for all." The frost on the pretty dark face of the mistress melted a little. "It's just that our Dark Flame Clan has lost two martial arts masters in a short period of time, which will become the laughing stock of other families, they will think that we are not capable enough, then the families who think they are powerful will be ready to move and boldly attack us!"

"The family that dares to do this will only redirect the mistakes of the round spider family!" I boldly interjected.

"Shut up! Didn't ask you! Amarie shouted.

However, I have noticed with satisfaction that, despite the best efforts of the dark elves to remain reserved, a proud smile could not be suppressed, and a smile of pride appeared from the corners of their mouths.

"Perhaps, we need a new martial arts chief." A thin man in a black mage robe said cautiously.

"Do you have a good candidate? My Chief Family Mage. The mistress asked.

"Well, I'm afraid that's the problem, we need a new martial arts chief, but for now, we don't have a good choice." The Chief Family Mage replied.

"No good options?" The mistress said bitterly: "We don't have the right person at all!" ”

She sighed, "Our family lacks warriors with excellent martial arts, and a long time ago, there was no candidate who was qualified to challenge for the position of the strongest martial arts chief in Demon Blade City. And now, after the death of Ayton, who was barely able to serve as a martial arts chief, the remaining battle commander ...... "glanced at me coldly, causing me to quickly bow my head again." “…… They don't have the ability to become the martial arts leader of our Dark Flame Family! ”

"The position of the martial arts chief is vacant for the time being." The mistress made a decision.

"You can leave." The mistress said to the people.

I was about to leave with the crowd, but I heard the master's command: "You, Scorpio Darkflame Battle Commander, stay!" ”

I shuddered and stopped.

"There are some things about the previous battle, maybe you should report back to me in detail."

High Priest Amari hesitantly cast an inquiring glance at the Mistress, who shook her head firmly, and she was the last to leave, snorting disapprovingly at me as she passed me.

The door to the audience closed behind me.

"You're nervous!" The mistress's inquiry is more confirmation.

"Yes, it always makes me nervous to be alone with a noble and beautiful lady, my mistress."

"Hehe~~~" The mistress laughed softly, her voice low and soft.

She stretched out a little on the wide chair, and I caught a glimpse of the curves of the purple-trimmed black high-priest's robes...... I'll admit, that's wonderful!

She has long silky hair, dark and smooth skin, an olive-shaped beautiful face, slender hands, and a fuller body than the average dark elf woman...... I almost doubt that the beauty of Dark Elf women is directly proportional to their strength or status. I heard that this mistress has ruled the Dark Flame family for a long time, but in front of me is a beautiful young woman, and it is rumored that the dark elves will maintain their youthful appearance until the end of their age, and it is difficult to confirm that no dark elf in Demon Blade City, uh, or the entire dark region, will survive to that time.

"This attack on the Round Spider family's official mansion was proposed by the dead Ayton." The mistress smiled and said, "According to him, you gave him some advice?" ”

Didn't that dead man take all the credit? Is he afraid that if he loses, he will find a scapegoat? I'm maliciously speculating. But he replied modestly: "It's just some trivial opinions, and the family's victory this time is all thanks to the wisdom of your master." ”

"Hehe~~~ You can always surprise me!" The mistress smiled even more. "Looks like I've been ignoring it, your mind is much smarter than your looks!"

…… What do you mean, I'm also called a handsome guy in reality, don't compare the appearance of our players with your NPCs.

The next words of the mistress made me shudder. "Ayton thinks so too, right? He must have deeply regretted that he had despised you...... Before he died! ”