"Ensberg, I thought you would concentrate more on the difficult realm of enchantment, but I didn't expect you to have such ambitions." Hearing the other party say this, Hathaway couldn't help but be stunned, and then slapped her palm in admiration.

"Magic is my profession, but elves are my race. There is no contradiction in this. Putting down his knife and fork, Moriarty said: "The reason why our clan has been trapped in the underground world for thousands of years, and has repeatedly failed to counterattack the surface, is that it has not been able to effectively unify all the forces of Nigon. On the contrary, due to the internal friction with the Minotaur and the Eye Demon, the valuable combat power was restricted, and the enemy seized the fighter plane and broke it one by one. Therefore, I have always believed that only the complete occupation of Nigon, so that all the underground races are completely subordinate to our race, is the real capital to fight for hegemony on the earth. Otherwise, a hodgepodge of Nigon coalition forces, no matter how many times they kill the surface, will only end up being driven back by wolves. ”

Speaking of this, Moriarty stood up, walked to the huge transparent floor-to-ceiling glass, looked at the beautiful plants in the garden, and sighed again: "It's a pity that my clan itself is not united enough. Each family and race have their own affairs, and there are many contradictions, and it is difficult to describe in detail all kinds of flies and dogs, and they have almost lost the nobility of the ancient empire..."As he spoke, he seemed to remember the contradiction between the elf mother and daughter between "Dark Neon" and "Fallen Stars", and Moriarty stopped talking.

"Ensberg, do you think I'm one of those flies?" At this time, Hathaway also came to the glass wall and stood side by side with the other party.

"No, I'm just feeling it, not targeting any individual." There is no turning of the head. Moriarty said lightly: "Actually, many people of insight in my clan have already spoken out and advocated these words, but they have had little effect, which is regrettable. ”

"yes. If we could really be united, the ancient empire might not have collapsed eventually. Hathaway was silent for a moment, and nodded: "Unless there is a super strong person similar to Marquez in our clan, we can bring supreme power to make everyone willing to obey." In this way, it is possible to truly gather the strength of the whole clan, pass through Nigon, and finally successfully counterattack the ground with the combat power of all Nigon. ”

"So. A month later, it was our people's chance. If successful. Then Hathaway you could become the second Marquez, or the first queen of our clan. Turning his head, Moriarty looked into the other's eyes and said in a deep voice, "But if Cleveland, Barnier, or that dragon wins." The consequences are unpredictable. At least. It will not be good news for our people. ”

"Yes. You get it. Don't worry, I've got the arrangements, and in the end the 'hunger barrier' will be ours. ”

I don't know why. The person in front of him was just a mid-level Dharma Position, even if he was a magician, he was still far from the Extreme Dao level. It stands to reason that these words do not have to be said to the other person. But Hathaway naturally sees it as an equal existence to herself, and she does not violate it.

"I'm a firm believer in that."

Moriarty nodded, then turned to take the crystal cup from the table and handed it to Hathaway.

"Good luck."

"Good luck."

The two looked at each other and smiled, and each drank the wine in his glass.

After talking about the topic of Yan sù, the dinner continued.

Moriarty was amazed by the delicious and delicious mushrooms he had just tasted, and now he wants to try the underground river flea slices again.

The so-called river flea is actually an abyssal beast that lives in pitch-black water, each about the size of a fist, and its whole body is transparent. It is only at a certain time of year that these abyssal beasts come ashore from the unpredictable underground river and look for suitable places to lay eggs, and only then can they be caught. The raw ingredients are taken from the river flea's flexible and flexible mouthparts. Cut into paper-like slices, chilled, and sprinkled with a special nigon spice when eaten, it becomes one of the most delicious in the underworld.

"Try it?"

Sprinkled spices with the river fleas on Moriarty's plate, and Hathaway smiled expectantly.

"Thank you."

Moriarty picked up pieces of raw food and put them in his mouth, chewed them slowly, and then a series of gentle "clicks" jumped between his teeth and tongue. Then, with a slightly fishy sweetness, this crisp and excellent texture is brought into full play, until finally it seems that the whole mouth begins to dance with the delicious taste of the river flea slices.

"This life..."

After closing his eyes and reminiscing for a long time, Moriarty sighed contentedly, and then picked up another piece of flea meat and examined it carefully.

I saw that the thickness of the river flea slice was even thinner than a hair, almost like a flying flocculent. Coupled with the crisp flesh of the flea itself and the extreme shrinkage after low temperature processing, it has such an excellent taste.

"How does it taste?" Seeing Moriarty looking intently at the pit flea, Hathaway asked a little knowingly.

"Very good." Moriarty praised unreservedly: "Especially such extreme knife work, I don't know which chef's work." I guess he must still have a high rank, otherwise he would never have been able to cut out such a delicate slice. ”

"Hehe, I did it." Hearing the other party's compliment, Hathaway smiled brightly, with a certain satisfaction.

"Hathaway, you?" Moriarty was stunned for a moment, as if he couldn't believe it.

"Didn't expect that, did you?" Looking at the other party's surprised expressions, the elf had a kind of prank success.

"yes, I really didn't expect that. Oh, I mean, it's much harder to be able to eat the food of a Extreme Champion than to be killed by a Extreme Champion. Moriarty also smiled and said sincerely: "This is really an honor." ”

"Heh, you made 'night crying' for me, so naturally I have to give something in return." Hathaway said lightly, as if they were exchanging gifts between friends.

"That's right... Then I wonder what kind of delicious food Hathaway will make for me after the 'space lock' is completed? Moriarty asked quizzially, amusedly.

"Well... Naturally, it has to be kept secret...", as if she was a little girl, she smiled slyly, but she sold the pass.

"It's okay, it's more motivating that way." Moriarty laughed too.

As the meal continued, the atmosphere became more and more relaxed, and Moriarty and Hathaway chatted casually about various interesting stories and topics.

As if it was a fixed joke between the two, Hathaway was talking about Medusa's "joke" again, leaving Moriarty speechless again. After teasing her for a while, the elf somehow suddenly turned to Elizabeth and asked her how she "tasted" with a smile.

Speaking of which, the elven maid is a famous beauty throughout the "Dark Neon", and even among the minotaurs or eye demons, there are many admirers of the woman. Not to mention the inside of the dark elves, there are even more admirers. In particular, her flesh-body, which is a mixture of innocence and childishness and maturity, is indeed the best of all male creatures. So when it is learned that Elizabeth has suddenly become someone's exclusive stunner, the jealous can even surround the dungeon.

However, in response to Hathaway's smile and question, Moriarty had to confess his position as a "decent gentleman", and was even a little embarrassed. After all, the beauty herself is currently sexless, which inevitably makes others rise up to some kind of association that hinders the dignity of males.

Hearing this, Hathaway smiled very happily despite not believing it, apparently forgetting that it was her attempt to figure out Guò's subordinate beauty to further win over the enchanter.

Of course, while laughing, Moriarty also took a detour to ask about the passage to the surface world, but the answer he received was not optimistic. It turns out that after the energy storm of the Ice Apocalypse, most of the upward roads have collapsed and damaged, and it must be a huge project to re-excavate. In this regard, Moriarty could only nod silently and write it down, but there was no way to deal with it.

After about two hours, the meal finally ended and Moriarty took his leave.

But before leaving, Hathaway suddenly smiled and stretched out her right hand.

Seeing this, Moriarty was slightly stunned, but immediately reacted that the other party actually allowed him to kiss the ancient elf empire. It is said that the similar etiquette of the human aristocracy is "copy-copying" from then on. And being able to be given a kiss hand gift by a woman has to be said to be extremely courteous.

He bowed solemnly to the other party, and then, Moriarty slowly took Hathaway's softness, and felt that he was holding a ball of extremely warm fat jade. Leaning over again, the first thing I smell is a faint fragrance, such as musk and honey, refreshing. Finally, when her lips touched the skin that was smoother than silk, Moriarty felt a strange sweet taste rippling through the corners of her lips directly between her mouths.

It was really just a momentary instinct, and Moriarty poked the tip of her tongue lightly, sliding slightly on the back of Hathaway's hand, but she only felt like sucking honey, fragrant for no reason.

As for Moriarty's seemingly secret rude behavior, the elf Jidao naturally sensed it clearly, but surprisingly did not get angry or scolded, just blushed and let the other party thin down. Of course, this was the first time in her life that a male elf had done such a humiliating act to her, and Hathaway almost trembled slightly. Fortunately, the foundation of the extreme road can perfectly control every inch of his own flesh and blood, so he finally suppressed this abnormal movement.

"Hehe... I... Farewell..."

In the blink of an eye, Moriarty finally reacted, knowing that he had done something excessive, so he put down Hathaway's hand with some embarrassment and apologies, took a step back, and ran away as if he were running away without even looking at the other party.

"Humph!"

And looking at the back of Moriarty quickly moving away, Hathaway snorted softly, and after a moment she laughed arrogantly alone.

"Forget it, for the sake of your rare talent..."After a while, Hathaway finally put away her smile, whispered to herself, and walked towards the corridor in the other direction: "But... What kind of food to cook for him next time, it's a bit nerve-wracking... Well, and Elizabeth's little hoof should also be taken back, and she is showing a fart-stock sale-sassing in public, which is really vulgar........."