Chapter Ninety-One: The Young Mage of Candle Castle

"You are? Which mage in Candlekeep are you? Acoster was not able to cut down the other party this time, but he saw the figure of a mage in the distance, and the mage lowered his wide hood, and recognized the other party at a glance.

"That's right, I'm the young mage in that candle castle, this world is so small." The young mage walked with a formulaic smile. "Let's get acquainted again, my name is Luerdeng. Castro. Lydia, the current leader of Raven Castle, is glad to meet you again. “

"Hehe, that's not how we want to touch you." Acoste didn't let his guard down at all because he ran into an acquaintance, it was this mage who made them just get into the Candlekeep and the Night Mask Organization, and almost killed them. If it weren't for the cleverness of a few of them and good luck, there might not be such a thing as hiding in the tunnel and encountering the ghost of the silver dragon.

"The leader of Raven Castle, as far as I know, is not Zor. Sir Chebury? When was the substitution? "Acoste is a little suspicious, Raven Fortress is a world-famous place. As long as the managers here pay a little attention to the people of the Tallinn Society, they will know.

"Oh, you said that idiot, he died last month, you should know the rules of the change of leader in the Santarin Society." Luerdon said with a smile, as if telling Acoste that something was easy, like crushing a bed bug himself.

The rules of the Santarin Society, the half-elf Sword Master is very clear, there are only two conditions, first, you are a member of the Santarin Society, and second, as long as you kill that person, whether it is with a sword, a spell, or a conspiracy. It's okay to be distracted.

This is the rule set by His Excellency Mansong, the founder of the Santarin Society and the current supreme leader, and the legendary archmage of the Faren Continent, who has been like this for hundreds of years.

"At the end of the day, I have to thank you for helping me get the Holy Grail from the Candlekeep, which made my plans a lot easier. You know, the Great Library of Candle Castle is all filled with spells, and they don't welcome mages from the evil camp like me to visit it. The young mage smiled self-deprecatingly. As if he remembered something, he stretched out his hand and pointed at the huge fortress like a ferocious beast, "Leaving you outside is not the hospitality of the Santa people, please take me, I'll lead you to my home." “

Acoste and the others glanced at each other, and suddenly found that they were surrounded by the previous team of beast patrols that had been played by themselves, and the half-elf swordmaster sighed and led his team members towards the Raven Fortress.

Now is not the time to turn the other cheek. At least the other party didn't show any hostility, and he decided to take it one step at a time.

The heavy drawbridge was lowered, and the group walked into the interior of the Raven Castle, and the light suddenly dimmed at this moment, and the cold and eerie cold wind blew, and Lavis and Doris shivered involuntarily.

"Ah...... Don't! “

Just as everyone was walking along the avenue inside the fortress, a terrible cry of sorrow sounded from a small room, which made people's scalps tingle when they heard it.

"It's okay. That's the enemy of the Santarin, and we're friendly to our friends. You may not understand the teachings of the gods of Bane, but we will respect powerful allies. Lu Erdeng was the first to enter a grand hall, and several people hurriedly followed.

Two large, formidable gargoyles made of obsidian stand on either side of the gate, and the lifelike appearance of the two gargoyles makes it seem as if they can turn into living creatures and kill them at any moment.

The top of the main hall is about 30 meters from the ground. Large, chic chandeliers hang all over the roof, emitting a dreamlike color of five colors and ten lights.

A red blanket stretched from the entrance of the hall to the throne in the center. Next to the red carpet are a lot of decorations, there are vivid sculptures of armored warriors, there are vessels made of gold, and two groups of beautiful and bewitching maids stand on both sides and bow down to welcome the arrival of several people, they are very scantily dressed. As they lowered their bodies, a large mass of white flowers on their chests was half-exposed, making people feel blood gushing at the sight.

"Well, my honored guest, do you think I can do this with such a welcome ceremony." Lu Erdeng himself sat on the top throne, and with a casual wave of his hand, several maids held a few chairs made of leather and put them over, allowing Yacoste and the others to sit down.

"You didn't call us here to entertain us. Just say something. The Half-Elf Sword Saint knew that the other party must have nothing to do but ascend the Three Treasures Palace, and he felt that it was definitely not an accident that the other party could meet him, maybe they were discovered by the other party's spells as soon as they entered the Raven Fortress.

"That's right, you're a smart man, and I have a mission for you. Of course, the rewards of the quest are absolutely abundant. With a wave of his hand, dozens of maids came up from the side hall carrying dozens of chests full of gold. And when the beautiful maids came to the hall, they did not leave, but assumed all kinds of seductive poses.

Their "breeds" are also varied, in addition to humans, cat people (beasts), elves, tyflins, tiflins, half-orcs, dark elves, flower demons, and Acoste also found succubi and lust demons from these women, and Acoste couldn't help but feel that the people of the Tallinn Society were really powerful.

"\'Tens of thousands of gold coins, beauty, these are all your rewards for completing the task, or if you want magic items, you can do it." Lu Erdeng clapped his hands, and the two heavily armed dark satellite TV (the depraved profession of the holy warriors) opened the curtain on the side, a rare and colorful light almost blinded their eyes, and the magic items were piled up on top of each other like scrap metal, if this scene was placed in the barren West Hartland or the Dagger Valley area, it is estimated that the adventurers over there would go crazy......

"Your prize is rich, Master Luerdun." Acoste couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva, as a lord of a nascent territory, the half-elf sword master felt poor more than once, compared to those old nobles. Acoste is indeed far behind in terms of financial resources.

"But I beg your pardon for declining your offer." The half-elf looked at the young mage firmly, they had already suffered a loss in Candle Castle, and the treasure was certainly moving, but Acoste should also have a life to enjoy. (To be continued.) )