"Thella, do you think the black skins are credible?" said Cervantes at dinner time, laughing.

Anyway, it won't affect their principality for the time being, so naturally, they can sit aside and watch the show.

"Whether their words are credible or not, as long as they come out of their mouths, they will definitely have a great impact on the great nobles of Mor. The maid sucked on her chopsticks, her brow furrowed slightly, "Obviously, there must be another force behind those drow elves to support them, otherwise they wouldn't dare do such a thing." Since this kind of thing has happened, then even if the great nobles of Moore are under pressure, they will definitely be eliminated - whether this matter is true or not, as long as it is considered true by others, then it is true, no matter how the great nobles of Moore explain, others will not listen, they will only think that their guesses are correct, and what the great nobles say is a lie used to deceive them. ”

"Therefore, as long as the Drow Elves say these words, then the top priority of the great nobles of Mor is to ignore other messy things, cut through the mess quickly, solve the Drow Elves first, and put an end to this matter completely, otherwise no matter what they say, no one else will listen. With that, the maid stretched out her chopsticks and picked up the chicken breast of the roast chicken, opened her small mouth, and took a bite of the crispy skin that was charred on the outside and tender on the inside, and in an instant, the soup soaked in the chicken splashed in her mouth.

After swallowing that piece of meat, she couldn't help but stick out her tongue and exhale the heat, and couldn't help but pick up the water glass in her hand, and grunted a few times, finally lowering the temperature of her tongue and mouth.

After doing all this, she breathed a sigh of relief, the corners of her mouth slightly hooked, and continued: "But in my opinion, what those drow elves said is the truth nine times out of ten, after all, the only ones who can provide them with supplies and opportunities are probably the great nobles of Moore, but the source of the repeating muskets in their hands is a little strange. While the dwarves are handicrafted, the gnomes are quite fond of standard items, and they have been experimenting with small-scale workshop-style equipment production since before we and the Ogordon Empire 'invented' the factory, so it is not surprising that there are standard muskets, just a look at the source of the firearms. ”

Cervantes thought for a moment and said with a smile, "I remember, those dwarves and gnomes don't like to sell repeating muskets very much, do they?"

"They really don't like to sell this kind of stuff to the outside world. As she spoke, the maid picked up the chicken and took a bite of it, and said vaguely, "But what if they themselves came into contact with the drow elves? ”

Hearing the maid's words, the black dragon raised his eyebrows, "I remember, didn't the principality have contact with the gnomes before? we sold them the magic energy technology, and they supplied us with ore, and then what happened? After so many years, they should still treat the repeating musket as a treasure, right?"

Swallowing the piece of meat in her mouth, Serena recalled, bowing slightly, "You're right, this reminds me - as far as I know, over the years, they have indeed invented more powerful weapons, but the repeating musket is still a big killer for them, and because their height is not the same as that of humans, and they are also very different from the drow elves, if you sell the weapon directly, it is obviously a little unrealistic, but if it is customized......"

Seeing the maid frowning again, Cervantes added with a wrenching heart, "There is really no conflict of interest between the drow elves and the dwarves, but the relationship cannot be too deep, so it is clear that one or more humans with good relations with a certain dwarven clan have provided the drow elves with repeating muskets, and it is very likely that he or they are 'nobles' - because we have never heard of a merchant or chamber of commerce holding so many repeating muskets in their hands." ”

"And this is done with the acquiescence of the dwarven clan, otherwise there would be no need for that or those nobles to do it......" The maid continued as Cervantes said, but at that moment she suddenly paused.

Serena stopped what she was doing, her eyes fluttering, as if she was thinking about something.

“...... Perhaps, it is necessary?" the maid muttered, frowning.

Then, the maid muttered to herself, "There are not many human nobles who have a good relationship with the dwarven clan, and even fewer human nobles who have a good relationship with the dwarven clan who have the craft of making repeating muskets, so if this matter is not requested by the dwarves, then it can basically be confirmed that it is the personal behavior of 'a' nobleman......"

"If it's a nobleman's personal behavior, or even a relationship with a dwarf, maybe something is wrong with him - this nobleman may not be very famous, but someone must know that he has a lot of repeating muskets, and as long as the drow elves take out the repeating muskets, he can easily be suspected, so for him, there must be something particularly serious about him that caused him to do all this. Cervantes picked up the maid's train of thought and continued to expand.

Serena suddenly came back to her senses and met the black dragon's gaze.

The dwarven clans were reluctant to let their repeating muskets appear in the hands of others, and if it was a nobleman with whom they had a good relationship, it would be another matter, but they certainly did not like the repeating muskets to be sold.

The characteristics of the target are already so clear that it is basically already possible to lock on to the target!

Cervantes grinned, picked up his phone and sent a message to Latinia, then put it down and enjoyed a delicious dinner with his wife.

The lab fell silent for a moment, except for the sound of chewing and swallowing and the clashing of dishes and chopsticks.

After a while, Cervantes's phone screen suddenly lit up, he glanced at it, and then grinned, "Look, the target has been determined, 'Rowan Miles', a nobleman of the Kolo Kingdom, has a good relationship with the Iron Rock Clan for a long time, but he has recently disappeared." And the situation on the side of the Iron Rock Clan is also a little suspicious, they didn't say anything about Rowan Miles' disappearance, and then found out again...... Oh, those rock-headed and violet principalities have a feud, no wonder!"

For Cervantes and Latinia, this kind of thing is only a matter of convenience, because they are more interested in it, so they almost keep track of it.

More information hasn't been found yet, but it's only a matter of time.

Hearing this, the maid suddenly put down the dishes and chopsticks, sighed and asked, "Seth, do you think that group of drow elves are so fearless now that they want to mess up the situation in Mor, so who is standing behind them?"

Cervantes was stunned for a moment, and said with a sneer: "Queen Spider, what else can there be besides her...... it!"

Thinking of a possibility, the black dragon's eyes widened suddenly, and he slapped his chopsticks on the table, and the dishes and lunch boxes on the table couldn't help but jump upward.

Why did the Spider God Queen help the drow elves in the world of Assatom, and why did this selfish evil god help those drow elves?

Because they have use value, because they can help the Spider God Queen to complete her goal, so the Spider God Queen will help them, otherwise, just like before, the Spider God Queen doesn't even want to pay attention to them.

And what benefits can the Spider God Queen have in this world? For the world of Assatom, what can she, the 'Otherworldly God', do here?

Obviously, spreading the faith, spreading the influence, that's what a god wants to do.

So - the Spider God Queen wants to invade this world again?!