Although Laurie hated his unnatural body and hated his father and mother who gave him it, he also knew that without the power of this body, he would have died a long time ago, let alone leave the place he hated so much, and be able to boldly travel through some chaotic places, and some people wanted to take advantage of him, but in the end, Laurie gained valuable experience and rewards from him, all of which were inseparable from his inhuman blood. Even the Scaly Pen Tavern here, and the freedom of himself and his wife, had been obtained from the vast Silver Finger Guild by virtue of his status and power as a warlock, otherwise, how could the narrow-minded controllers of the Silver Finger camp allow such a center of information and mission independent of any force to stand on their couch side? However, Laurie was well aware that this balance would not last long, and that the reason why Silver Finger was temporarily inactive was because the city belonged to the acting lord of Crefa, Afra, who was the daughter of their leader, and that the thieves and assassins had to be cautious about it until they had officially befriended each other, or let it be known that they had gone from blood relatives to undying enemies.

It's just that Laurie didn't expect, or rather didn't know, that one of the universal laws of another plane was also prevalent here - that is, things like, "I'll go back to my hometown and get married after this battle", "Do you want to see the picture (portrait), this is my wife and daughter", "You go first, leave it to me here, and I'll join you soon", "The reward for this mission is several times as much as before, and when we finish this vote, we won't do it again"...... Waiting for the death flag was never to be messed with, maybe he quietly took his wife and walked out the back door of the tavern, probably not still here, under the dazzling sun, toiling his friends out - although as a warlock, he didn't have to work with his hands, but it was definitely a test of the ingenuity of the spellcast, especially when a roof beam weighing more than three hundred pounds was hanging from your friend's head. Thankfully, only his friends were probably burned in the eyes by the bright light, scorched on their backs by the flames, and twitching in the electricity, and a few were frozen, most of whom were half-orcs and half-giants under the lifted roofs and second-floor rooms—Laurie certainly didn't consider them friends with such beasts that fed on humans, and they, like some notorious fellows, were either lured by Laurie's gold coins or supposedly delicious meat. Laurie has no affection for them, and of course saves a lot of effort and trouble.

To his surprise and delight, those who were willing to help him, as the mighty warlock had said, were still alive, and while he moved them to a safe and clean place one by one, gave them healing potions and applied plasters, he couldn't help but tremble in horror, the rough and wild spellcasting techniques would make many people tremble, but only the caster understood that being able to have both powerful magic and fine manipulation was the most feared, and it was not for just one person, but at least twenty people, and they were not good babies- At the same time, he's still fighting Laurie.

Laurie recalled their battle process, I have to say, it was the first time he felt this kind of crushing coercion, what spell he wanted to cast, it would be estimated by the other party, and what spell the other party wanted to cast, although Laurie could barely distinguish some gestures and spells, but its speed and power were not at all Laurie could dodge or resist in advance, the only thing he could do was to mechanically follow the command of the bloodline, using instinct rather than skill to survive, even so, he was still deprived of his due rhythm, the other party pressed step by step, not allowing Laurie to have a trace of negligence, although the other spellcasters wanted to help Laurie, but they couldn't insert themselves into their battle at all, and they even had some difficulty capturing the latter's figure.

And that one was not yet a warlock in the usual sense, Laurie said in his heart, those black eyes affected him all the time, it should be said that from the moment they looked at him, Laurie knew that he would definitely lose, and he could only pray to the gods now, since this warlock had traveled with the elves, then it was very likely that he was a good warlock, then, after hearing about the atrocities that his father had inflicted on him and his mother, he should have felt pity and let himself go.

Laurie's hopes were only half there, and the black-haired Dragonborn Warlock did listen to his complaints, but he didn't immediately decide to let Laurie go or anything - Laurie may have thought about whether he could take advantage of the other party's slack to escape, well, although he was a little sorry for his friends, but if he could forgive the initiators, it shouldn't be too ...... for their accomplices Be too demanding—but after Laurie pulled all the living out of the collapsed tavern, the black-haired spellcaster pointed to the bottom of the slope, "There's still a few more," he said, "but they're all dead." ”

This is meant to clean himself up, Laurie shrugged, and as he walked down the slope, he could clearly discern the tumbling and fleeing wounds in the exuberant fluffy grass - he didn't even recognize the first corpse when he saw it - the corpse had broken off from under the knee, and the head had been pressed directly into the chest cavity by the heavy pressure, which made it look less like the last remnants of a humanoid, but rather a poorly crafted doll, with thick hair visible between the blood clots and broken bones...... Almost every corpse after that was like this, except for a half-orc, his face had a strange look of horror and fascination, and his body was crawling with insects, his sparsely haired cheeks had clear holes left by snake teeth, and his purple-black swollen tongue spat out of his mouth, and Laurie knew at a glance that it was made by one of his friends, the vipers left at the bottom of the slope, and these soft reptiles were originally used to protect against possible surprise attacks, but after their owners lost consciousness, they became their own stumbling blocks.

Then, Laurie saw four distinct paw prints, and he stared at them for a long time, only to realize that if they shrank dozens of times, they were probably the marks left by a cat after sitting up after the four paws were closed, "Sphinx." He muttered softly, he could now guess how the orcs and half-giants had been killed, apparently something had kept them immobile, and then a huge sphinx had slapped their heads into the chest like a cat slapping a ball of flannel, and he was now sincerely grateful to the other party for being alone in front of them, instead of letting his pets and retinue go on the expedition first, and only such a strong and gentle man could do it without harming any of them, though most of them would be said to be dead and no one would complain or anythingThey are all wandering people, who occasionally settle here, and even if they are good, they have done very terrible things for a meal and a bed.

When Laurie returned to the slope, he suddenly stopped, because he actually saw his wife, and as soon as he saw Laurie, his wife immediately ran over and hugged his neck tightly.

Laurie was angry, then panicked, and then he didn't even dare to look at the men, lest his eyes reveal his hostility— He let the two guys he trusted the most take his wife, she would be placed in a peaceful place waiting for him or his death, he never wanted to test his humanity, so the two people he chose not only suffered their favors, but also received his promises and threats, they would not betray themselves easily, but in fact, his wife, who he thought had moved away from the Tavern of the Scales, was now hugging him, her body trembling slightly, her heart beating fast.

But Laurie soon discovers that it was all his fault, and that he had used all the wealth and power of a warlock to make these two somewhat stupid fellows obey, the problem was that the fools were fools in front of whomever they were, and when the "missing feet" stood in front of them, deceived them, and told them that they had been entrusted by Laurie to give them Laurie's wife, they foolishly handed over the restless woman to the "missing feet." Missing Feet hid Laurie's wife in a sealed wagon and gave her a potion that would make her sleep all day long - Missing Feet told his companions and the senior priest that he would fake an elf who had killed Laurie's wife and children, but in fact, in addition to this illusion, he wanted to keep the chip in his possession for future use.

However, after the elves and the priest of Rosada beat him up, the "missing feet" immediately sold them in order to get more humane treatment.

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The Lich put his hands in the sleeves of his robes, a little distracted, and to be honest, as the head of the evil faction, he wasn't at all interested in the story of the reunion, but he was interested in the first half of Laurie's life.

Laurie glanced at the people around him, and in this room were people he couldn't play with frivolous lies, the Elven Ranger, the priest of Rosada, and the warlock who was much more powerful than himself, and he had just learned that the followers of Darksun who were secretly entrenched in the city had been swept away by these more dangerous characters— When they were in Tara, they had some doubts about the king's words, because it was unfortunate that both the elf Kerriben and Afra had heard of the tavern owner, especially Afra, although Crefa had been ruled by her for nearly fifty years, she knew very well that it was not hers, on the contrary, with the force of Crefa, the hills and mountains and forests she snatched from those kings and archdukes, and some cities and villages created by desolations were hers, and there were materials about Laurie that had already been placed on her desk, and Afra also wanted him to become the city's spellcaster guard, after all, a can, there are not many people who dare to compete with the Silver Finger Guild for control.

Did the king hide from them that his eldest son was a warlock, intentionally or unintentionally? They asked the rest of Tara, from ministers to commoners, and they didn't seem to know much whether Laurie was a spellcaster, but they agreed that the king's eldest son was an arrogant, impudent and indecent bad man, but when they were asked to describe the details of the situation, they became stammered and confused again, and they themselves did not remember when the rumors of this highness began, but with the help of magic, Cremar still found out where the rumors originated - a palace maid.

But most people think that the king's verdict is quite correct, after all, the king's eldest son assassinated his biological mother, and Her Royal Highness the queen is in full view, which is also the relationship they think the prince has gone crazy - even if the prince is not a person who is evil by nature, his soul must be polluted, Tara cannot have such an unreassuring heir to the throne, and a hundred steps back, the queen already had a second child at that time, and the Tara royal family does not need to worry about the heir.

"I just don't want to see a second monster again. Laurie said with boredom.

It is not a human being who is conceived by the mother's child/palace, is delivered, and is fed with ** and rice milk, but a doll wrapped in human skin.

He didn't know what his father thought, when Laurie was very young, he couldn't understand the alienated and indifferent attitude of his father and mother, but the maids around him were constantly being replaced, and when he was a teenager, one of his favorite maids suddenly disappeared one morning, and Laurie found that he couldn't bear it any longer, and if he had to lose anything, then at least, please tell him why- And the cruel reason is that he is just the creation of a warlock, who used some of his father's seeds, and part of the internal organs of a succubus, to create him in the abdomen of an innocent woman. He didn't know why they did it until his mother had actually conceived her child—no, not to say, because his brother, too, had borrowed the king's seed, the demon's entrails, and the queen's abdomen, instead of the real life.

The maids were put to death because they found out what was wrong with him.

Laurie was only a teenager at the time, but he had demonic blood, which made him a warlock without any guidance, and he recklessly attacked the queen, hoping that there would not be a second self, but unfortunately, the queen also had a mage by her side, and he failed and fled—as for how "he" was judged in public and "exiled", he didn't know, maybe it was just a little trick played by the demons.