Soon, after taking care of a bunch of trivial matters, Karasawa went to the dungeon where Nania's Tower of Oblivion was held. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

This time, he wants to study whether Naniya is Nephiten's identity, and the secret of her ability to move freely in the thick of evil breath.

Deep, with a little dampness inside the dungeon.

There were footsteps approaching.

Nanya's red lips pursed slightly, and she was a little nervous in the face of the Sinking Lord, who seemed to be stronger. In the past few days, she has been cared for by the monster normally, but she still has no intention of giving up on escaping.

This guy came here at this time, is he finally going to interrogate me?

With a little trepidation, Nania made up her mind that she would not divulge the secret no matter what.

Seeing the figure in front of him, Tang Ze slowly walked into the dungeon, paying attention to the surrounding environment, which was very clean, and also placed a throne specially prepared for him.

Shifting his gaze to the professional captive, Tang Ze's eyes flashed with surprise, and he noticed that Nania had changed.

From a down-and-out warrior to a noble prisoner who exudes elegance.

It should be said that Nania herself should have been trained as an aristocracy, and the graceful lines outlined by black velvet and white silk, these delicate, slightly bewitching garments emitted a shimmer that did not fit in with the humble environment.

Glancing slightly, perhaps because of being a warrior, Nania, like the countess, was very informative.

He hadn't expected that at all.

In his impression, even if she was an assassin professional, female warriors had flat chest muscles, large shoulders and thick waists, and were full of power, and it was difficult to imagine how a noble lady-like body like Nania could exercise strength.

But why this change? A little thought will give you the answer.

The countess dressed up Nania with great care, but she was only guessing his intentions, trying to do something to please him. Having said that, Tang Ze didn't have that kind of idea about Nania, and at the moment he was just appreciating the Countess's article on Nania like a work of art.

The gaze moved upward, and a touch of snow white appeared in the field of vision.

The chest is full, vaguely transparent, and the snow neck is dressed in rubies, adding an elegance, and the obviously trimmed black hair is very dignified, and the face is white and ruddy.

Although Nanya's eyes were closed and her expression was indifferent, she would not lose points.

Perhaps this kind of indifference and arrogance is more inducing a desire for conquest? Tang Ze thought about it like this, and felt more and more that the countess was not using her brain for business.

"You can't make a conclusion like that... As a countess, it's common to be good at makeup."

Speaking of which, Tang Ze hadn't seen a human being for a long time, and depraved Rog like the Countess was a style, and the Nania in front of him gave him a bright feeling.

But that's about it.

Having done so much, these are obviously the handiwork of the countess, and it is not difficult to guess the intention, recently, he still attaches great importance to Nania, the captive, and the countess, as his subordinate, has carefully experienced this.

But how the countess persuaded Nania to do this, he did not know.

"Looks like you're quite comfortable with life now?"

Speaking lightly to Nanya in front of him, Tang Ze casually threw out a Lv6 [Greedy Power], the increase in character level and skill level greatly improved his detection ability, and a clear white paper phantom appeared in front of him, and countless messages rolled on it.

"Mark Success! Get 90% of the target information!"

Name: Naniya

Grade: 17

Current XP: Unknown

Class: Assassin (Dark)

*New Interpretation: Slightly weaker than the Dark Gold Boss Monster of the same level (Weakened Dark Gold)

Health: 2721/2721

Mana: 982/982

Stamina: 877/877

Power: 207

Dexterity: 237

Constitution: 172

Energy: 133

Skill Tree: [Martial Arts] (Average Level 14), [Shadow Training] (Average Level 3), [Mighty Spiritual Power] (Average Level 2).

Special: [Torture Mark・Residue], [Greed Mark・Residue].

After a quick glance, there are many things on her character panel that make Tang Ze suspicious, such as the pale black "Dark" annotation in the career column, and the "Torture Mark and Residue" and "Greed Mark and Residue" in the special column, the former is because of Andariel, and the latter is his own handwriting, maybe this is why Nania does not reject the evil breath, and even does not mutate?

There were also some things he couldn't understand.

In the skill tree section, "Martial Arts" and "Shadow Training" are the first two of the three skill branches of the Assassin class in Diablo 2, and it is obvious that Nania is an Assassin who specializes in the art of martial arts and has a slight knowledge of the Way of Shadow.

But what is "power and spiritual power"? This thing is clearly not part of the Diablo 2 game.

Afterwards, Tang Ze immediately recalled that Nania in front of him seemed to be from the Duchy of Westmar and was not a professional in Canduras.

And judging by the outfit, she is most likely not an ordinary commoner in the Duchy of Westmar, and is likely to be some kind of nobleman or something. But this made Tang Ze feel contradictory, how could there be a noble lady who was also a professional and traveled thousands of miles to the front line of the battle in Canduras?

All kinds of problems rushed together, which gave Tang Ze the idea that "things will become complicated as long as they involve human beings".

There were many things in his mind, but in reality it was only a moment.

After hearing his very standard Canduran words, Nania gritted her silver teeth slightly, did not open her eyes, and chose to be silent.

About a second passed.

"Do you want to get out of here?"

Tang Ze calmly threw out unconstructive words, and he specially used the Westmar language, as if he was touched, and this time Nania did not choose to be silent.

"You have so many secrets that confuse me, Sink Lord."

Nania opened her eyes, her beautiful brown eyes stared at Tang Ze's face, her slender eyelashes trembling slightly, "I warn myself not to be blinded by any of your means, and never to fall into your trap. ”

The sweet voice grew colder, "So, don't waste your efforts in vain. ”

She still has a sentence in her heart, I am not as fragile and undetermined as ordinary people.

These words completely blocked any way for Tang Ze to obtain effective information through clichés, but he didn't care about this at all, his black and yellow eyes slowly sank, emitting a somewhat dangerous light.

"You're smart and valuable."

He objectively evaluated Nanya as he stretched out his index finger, which emitted a faint black light.

A pale green pattern flashed, and the evil breath around him converged, converging into a changing mass of liquid at his fingertips in Nanya's slightly startled gaze.

Countless thin black threads detach from it and merge back in.

"But it's a bit blind, you know—"

Tang Ze stared at Nania's uncertain face and continued, "There is far more than one means for me to obtain secrets. ”