Chapter 219: Drow's Faith
Shepard thought for a moment and then asked, "Why are you being counted by the three families together?" What is the situation in the city of Dan Monaris now? ”
Karloff said respectfully: "That's because the main faith in the city of Danmonares is not the queen spider...... Your Highness, but her daughter, Her Highness the Dark Maiden! Therefore, among the ten ruling families, only we and the ninth, tenth, and first four families believe in the spider, and the gap between the first family and the second family has always been very small, and now that they have joined forces to kill my family, the balance of strength in the city has been greatly tilted, and it is very likely that this gap will continue to expand under the protection of the dark girl...... Until the city of Danmonaris completely falls into the hands of the Dark Maiden! ”
"The Dark Maiden Elise Emerald...... It's a rarity. Shepard whispered, and then asked the same question to the drow warrior Eleanor, before the question, he blocked the sound and light between the two, and naturally he was not afraid of their collusion, and when Eleanor finished speaking, he confirmed that the content of the two answers was not much different, and then all the barriers were unlocked, and in the bystander of the three people and one dragon behind him, he said coldly: "Kneel, make a master-servant contract with me, and I will spare your life." ”
Without hesitation, the two drows immediately knelt on the ground, and made an oath in the name of the god of light as Shepard had requested, and only when the oath was completed and the invisible contract was completed, Shepard was finally relieved.
This can't allow him to be careless, even mortals have a chance to resist the will of the gods, but the probability is infinitely close to 0, but Drow has to be careful with a creature like the elves, no god can be underestimated in power, like Epista, as a priest of the queen of spiders, but also failed to resist the transformation of her soul by the power of light, but this also stimulated the power of the queen of spiders to stay in her body, punishing her for being forcibly transformed into a mutated spider banshee, and finally even almost passed on the will.
So Shepard was worried about the secret hand left by the spider queen, but he was reluctant to let these two test items and breeding materials sent to the door, and when the two made a vow, the power of the god of light could subtly affect their souls and transform their bodies like they did with the green dragon Takulark, no matter what god they believed in before, they would only be devout disciples of the god of light in the future, unless they fell into the abyss or hell, it was impossible to convert to other gods, so that any backhand could be found in time, and now it seems that he is just too careful.
Pure-blooded Drow is extremely rare in the surface world, Shepard not only wants to try to cultivate a god-blood Drow godson, after all, although he now has three theoretical heirs, the strongest one has been interfered with by the will of the mainland, it is difficult to say how it will be in the future, but at least you can try to cultivate a group of half-elves to come out, even if it is a half-elf who is a mixture of Drow and humans, it is much stronger than the talent of ordinary humans, as for the time required, he doesn't care too much, it is not strange for epic professionals to live for one or two hundred years, he even saves explanations.
His eldest son on the continent of Deranor, the leader of the human race who has been appointed by the will of the continent, is just a small trouble that can be settled by turning his palm, leaving many heirs, and then either submitting them by his own hands or letting them grow on their own, which is also a different kind of experience for the gods.
The god of slaughter left a large number of heirs in preparation for his own resurrection, Shepard was not so short-sighted, nor so cruel, if one day he was destined to fall, it would not be a gift from fate, and if one of those heirs could inherit his strength and will, it would also be an indescribable consolation.
Letting the two drows put on their armor and bring their weapons again, Shepard led a few more people around the neighborhood a few more times, except for killing two leopards who tried to sneak up on them, and a crazy fanged boar, there was nothing else to gain, and seeing that it was getting dark, he simply took his prey back to the town.
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The roaring bonfire became the most striking symbol of the town in the dark night, and the lighthouse by the sea guided the boat like the tall lighthouse of Waterdeep in the distance, and a very small number of them chose to stay in the town, and most chose to go to the more prosperous and lively city with more opportunities.
"Speaking of which, our town was built after the destruction of Waterdeep...... Hey, according to my grandfather, it has been prosperous for many years, but unfortunately Waterdeep City was rebuilt, and after I was born, it became more and more deserted. ”
The bearded dwarf was lonely and holding his glass, but he was too scruffy, his beard was very thick, and his old voice made it difficult for Shepard to guess his age.
His subordinates were free, and Shepard sat alone in the spacious but not noisy tavern, listening to the nagging dwarves next to him gossip about the town's past, which he would do when he had nothing to do in the game, looking for valuable quest clues from the chatter of those NPCs.
"Beauty will grow old, kingdoms will be destroyed, eagles will fall off cliffs when they grow old, and so will the prosperity and decline of small towns, nothing will last forever." Shepard took a sip of mellow ale and patted the dwarf on the shoulder.
The dwarf's depression did not last long, and after a large sip of ale wine, he immediately became cheerful: "There are fewer people and there are fewer people, in the past, this broken tavern always used to make water in the wine and add salt to the radish, but now there are fewer guests, and the wine is better!" Besides, these occasional stops are enough for the needs of the town, and the occasional big customer like you is something to celebrate! ”
Shepard smiled, "Then if I have the chance, I will come here again." ”
The dwarf's bushy beard was stained with wine, and he slapped the table and shouted, "Oh! That's amazing! Hey, Buck! Give me a hind leg! ”
He shouted at the busy chef at the oven in the tavern, where the thick grill was rolling clean fanged boars, the prey Shepard had brought in, and they were happy to help with it if they gave the tavern some money.
"No way, dwarf!" Buck, who was stout and professional in a chef's hat, shouted, "This belongs to the adult next to you!" ”
"Buck, you can give him a piece of hind leg meat." Shepard said with a smile.
"Oh, Moradin's beard, honorable guest, you are such an admirably good man!" The dwarf happily took his glass, jumped on his feet and jumped to the ground, throwing up his two short legs and running to the grill.
Shepard smiled and watched the dwarf run over and continue to argue loudly with the cook, while taking the fist-sized pork hind leg meat that the chef had cut for him, the female Drow, who had changed into a burqa, walked silently to the grill with a short dagger in her hand, waved the dagger as if performing art, cut off the most fragrant part of the piece and landed on the wooden plate she was holding in her hand, then put away the dagger, and respectfully brought the wooden plate to Shepard.
"I'm amazed at how quickly you get into character...... Eleanor, where's Karloff? Shepard smiled faintly at the maid-like female Drow in front of him.
The former [Shadow Spider Warrior] is now wearing a black robe on the outside, but a white lace underwear on the inside, making the black skin show a black pearl-like luster, only when facing her head-on, can you see the alluring beauty inside through the gap in the burqa, and although the hood covers most of her heroic and charming face, the dark red lips on the deliberately exposed Xiaopan face have a mysterious allure like a magic potion.
The awe-inspiring red lips opened and closed slightly, and the hoarse but sexy voice whispered softly: "Master, Karloff keeps you safe in the shadows, and I am your personal maid." ”
"A beautiful and deadly Drow maid is a hard choice to give up." The smile on Shepard's face was vague, under the constraints of faith and contract, he was not worried that Drow would betray, but their nature made them not act like ordinary intelligent beings, Count Prell looked up at the beam above his head, intentionally or unintentionally, and then stretched out his hand to wrap his arms around the astonishingly curved tight waist, and put his big hand on the incomparably upright soft flesh of the female Drow, and said lazily: "In that case, then my maid, you can feed me." ”
Eleanor smiled charmingly, stretched out her slender fingers and twisted a slice of pork with a suitable thickness, but put it in her mouth, and then lowered her head and handed it to Shepard......
Karlov on the roof beams looked down for a moment, then looked up vigilantly and did not look down again.