Like the milky smell that comes from human babies, which fills the mouthful with a single bite, or like the seductive smell of a female sphinx, especially on the rump, or during breeding, they can almost all see the fat and boneless meat and the same degree of deliciousness in another sense. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoThe two harpy-faced sphinxes unconsciously opened their mouths wide, and saliva flowed from between their teeth, soaking the rough sand- Keou sniffled, and scratched his claws at the base of his wings a few times, so that the powder in the box fell in the breeze on the two fools opposite, they had lost their due vigilance, their eyes were scattered, and they were lying on their backs on the ground, their paws swaying unconsciously, and their tongues drooping outside, Keou was itching to see it, but unfortunately as it said, nominally he was now in league with these birds, otherwise he could have opened a few bellies to play.

By the time the patrol guards noticed something was wrong, Keou had already left.

In those two days, there were constantly Hippogriffs who were startled by the male sphinx that suddenly jumped out, and the opening line of the male sphinx can be said to have not changed at all: "Hey, bro, do you want something exciting?"

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When Keo returned to the black-haired Dragonborn, he still smelled of "catnip", and as soon as he returned to the courtyard, he began to play with his nose, and the female beast on one side saw it and immediately came to help, after all, the lion's meat pad was not so suitable for some too delicate movements. Keo gasped for a big breath after the two plugs stuffed in his nostrils were removed, and he glanced at the parts of the female beasts' wings that shimmered with metallic light, those Mithril phalanges that were sharper than the talons of the eagles could even pinch an ant unscathed after these beasts became proficient, and their wings were no longer a burden, because the body parts were too small and delicate compared to the wings, they could fly from one end of the courtyard to the other side of the courtyard with only a slight movement of their wings, and Cremar and Keou had said that theoretically, with the blessing of magic, they could fly for a day and night without feeling tired。

The male-faced sphinx sneezed a few times, then took a few deep breaths, and the powder that the black-haired Dragonborn got his hands on made him try it once, but he didn't remember exactly, except that when he was awake, about an entire courtyard of beasts played on his stomach - and then in order to familiarize him with the smell, the Dragonborn tried to control him twice more, both times he tried to control himself but failed, the only thing that was remarkable was that he finally retained some memories - A feeling of lightness and joy took over all his senses, and he wasn't so relaxed even when he was with the female sphinx, and he could accept almost anything, as long as it didn't wake him up from this impeccable dream.

Just like now, the residual smell still made him want to lie down a little, tilt his head and think about nothing, do nothing, and snore vigorously.

"How soon will they come to you?" asked Keou.

Knowing the idea, Keo had to say that it was a bit despicable - he at first thought that his master had gotten the powder just to protect himself and the sphinx** Later, he thought that this partner who had obviously misunderstood the faction was trying to abolish the Dragon's Tooth Legion's most important force, but he thought about it and knew that it was impossible, it was something that could never be tolerated, unless Gredy's brain suddenly degenerated into a lizard, and even then, the knights who had been stripped of their power would go crazy, and the madman could do anything; In addition to the after-effects of the sword, of course not, this powder will only make the bird-headed sheep fall into an unusually comfortable and lazy sweet dream, and as long as the powder is removed, they will be able to quickly get rid of the situation, without dizziness, convulsions, numbness and other negative effects on these valuable assets, on the contrary, they will appear energetic and energetic.

The problem is that, just as the bird-headed and sheep-headed servants and slaves who would ask their knights to provide them with the freshest and tastiest meat, scrub their fur and feathers, and clean up their nest droppings, the powder that would enchant the felines of both planes would be included in their list of necessities, and they would rightfully demand and hope to be fulfilled - and the black-haired dragonborn were waiting here, the kind that came from "everything is three" The plant of the Hand is a very novelty, and given the miserly temperament of everything, it may take a thousand years for its use and cultivation methods to become known - and Keou's partner has only a few powders in his hands, though there are plenty of them.

As for the price...... If Keo had thought of hoarding some to please his wife, he had given up on the boring idea now - he had a crush on the black-haired dragonborn, but was not prepared to do a lifetime of day work for him.

However, the Dragontooth Knights have nothing to complain about this, the Warlocks' work has always been very expensive, especially those in a monopoly position. The Warlock Tower provides a fixed number of potions, runes, wands, and scrolls every year, and if it weren't for the war years, they would also consciously regulate the magic potion market, just like those black-hearted merchants in another plane, all the places occupied by Grenada are only Grenada's spellcasters who can brew potions, and they need to urgently gather local money, When food or other products are produced, they will consciously provoke a fight, and then raise the price of potions, so that in order not to be disabled or killed, no matter how ridiculous their demands are, people can only swallow their breath.

And what the Dragontooth Knights will encounter is much the same as we have described before, and in the process, the black-haired Dragonborn have not left their mansion (although everyone knows it), which can only be said to be a trivial matter between the mounts - and Keo can't even be said to be malicious, because the powder has the same effect on the Sphinx, and if it is handled properly, it will not do much harm - if not counting the Dragontooth Knights' purse.

Of course they don't have to buy it, and that's okay, their leader doesn't have much stock of the powder, but when they go back they'll be swept dozens of feet away by their mounts with a single wing - in normal times, they can let their mounts remember how they were conquered, but the war was imminent, and there was news that the Hippogriff didn't know about. The female sphinxes in the desert seem to have migrated, and their warlocks have not yet found them or a new race, which means that the Hippogriffs will be left to fight all the sphinxes in the coming year.

So these knights ...... Poor, this is something that has never happened in their most absurd and terrible nightmares, and if it were not so real, they would all seem to be laughing- The Dragon's Tooth Knights were already very rich, and they were allowed to plunder every time they invaded, nay, a city or country, and although the most valuable part of it had to be handed over, what remained in their hands was enough to easily create a new rich man, and they lived in the barracks all year round, and had no great expenses except prostitutes and taverns (Grenada was responsible for raising their children), so each knight thought that he would return to the inner city as a prominent and wealthy person before he died, but nowThey never thought that some powder could ruin their money......

This situation forced the current first captain of the Dragon's Tooth, the former leader of the Dragon's Tooth, the eldest son of the new king, and the brother of the current commander to seriously talk to his youngest brother, after all, they couldn't let the knights even drink a glass of blood wine need to be double-considered, according to the carnival speed of the eagle-faced sphinx, even if they can loot three cities in a row in the future, the knights' purse is still in danger of being emptied at any time.

The souls of the other world behaved very innocently, really, very innocently, it was not he who got the powder, it was not he who asked Keou to sell the powder, it was not he who sold the powder for a sky-high price, and he had good reason why they were so expensive, all the things that came from the devil and the devil were very expensive - some might argue that some devils would come up with something cheap or even not cost-effective, but honey, you know, the most expensive is nothing else, it is free- You won't know what the devil will take, but as we all know, the devil has never made a loss-making deal.

Moreover, it was not necessary, these were the potions he had used to lure the human-faced sphinx into its fall, and the knights should probably talk to their Hippogriffs to see if they could exchange them for their fingers or something.

Of course, this no, and finally the black-haired Dragonborn reluctantly agreed, in addition to gold and gems, slaves could also be used to fill the number - he did need a lot of slaves - which was probably the most whimsical idea Mitkot had ever heard.

Not in the middle of the gravel desert, not on the rocks, but on the soft sands of the sea—a request to which the new king almost did not hesitate to agree, and he and Greday wondered how such a city could be built, and if possible, both the new king and Gredy would be willing to try to build more - it was almost necessary to extend Grenada's tentacles farther afield, and the ensuing war ensured that they would not be short of slaves.

In another dimension, sand reclamation and staking have proven to be possible, but even if it doesn't, the Lich doesn't matter, what he needs is as much life as possible in the hands of the murderous Grenadas - without being suspected of their true identity - Just like what he saw in the broken memories of the soul of the other world, an ordinary human did the same, he spent all his effort and family property, and in the end he could only protect 1,200 lives, but the lich would have to do ten times or more than him, he didn't know if the other lichs of atonement (maybe never appeared) would feel it in the process of atonement, but he did find that after those desert barbarians were sent out of Grenada's range, the shackles that pressed on him did become lighter.

The feeling made him hateful, for he felt like a dog with a collar, and when he stopped baring his teeth at innocent people, the collar around his neck would loosen a little, but it could tighten a little more at any moment - but he had to give in, his soul was slowly eroded, everything was stripped away, a long and terrible feeling that even his mentor could not bear- No, the lich thought indifferently, his mentor might well be interested in feeling this new punishment, he was too bored.

But he should be thankful for this boredom, otherwise he would have been Grenada's red-robed warlock Cremar by now, and he might have gone mad a long time ago, or he might have become a sacrifice to Gredi.

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"Need I do anything for you, Mentor?"

"Are you still going to pat me on the back?" said Edherna, who didn't need to make another human skin when he was in his tower and had only trusted (controllable) disciples around him, although his disciples didn't know if it was a projection or a real form, anyway, all he could see was a thick vertebrae, yes, the demigod lich left behind when he transformed into a demigod lich was his own section from the cervical vertebra to the tail vertebrae. The number of demigod lichs in this plane, though rare, is not as few as one might think, but when they need to leave a part of their bodies, they either leave skulls or hand bones, those who leave skulls will have their soul stones set in their skulls as if they were wearing a crown of foreheads, and those that have left hand bones in the joints of their phalanges, and Adeerna has set soul gems in his vertebrae, and has used the bone mass that has been increased by magic to hide their color and brilliance.

The only evidence that this was a demigod lich and not a mutilated skeleton were the two Aene Stones that swirled around him, pink, invisible at any time according to their master's wishes, so that no one could notice anything unusual about the pile of white bones hanging from the branches, on the handrails, and coiled in the corners, and it was very useful when he needed to whip his disciples.

"It's not impossible. "Edherna's disciple said that when Ederna was not a demigod lich, he was called a mad lich by his neighbors and colleagues in the Seventy-Seven Islands, which is also very rare in the community of undead who are almost a little crazy, but after he became a demigod lich, this nickname naturally disappeared, but because of his inappropriateness, his disciples are all quite good, although there are also unlucky ghosts who have become sacrifices and test subjects, but the survival rate is indeed the highest in the entire Seventy-Seven Islands, and his disciples know that he hates people very much and fears him, "It's not like it's going to add a spell slot or two. "When they can do something about me," said Edelna, "they won't break a single bone off my bones." ”

That's the truth, thought the demigod lich's disciple, who was also a lich, and of course knew what the undead were.

"I'm just coughing," said Edherna, not thinking about how one of the vertebrae coughed, "maybe my disciple is thinking about me, what a good teacher I am." ”

The disciple nodded with affection, he also wanted to be thrown by the female disciple in Grenada by himself. (To be continued.) )