Looking at Zuo Si, who was less than three meters away from him, Jalaso wanted to swing the +2 enchanted light sword in his hand more than once and plunge it directly into the opponent's eye socket, or activate the fireball magic necklace around his neck and kill it directly into slag.

Because this distance is the most suitable radius for him to launch attacks and surprise attacks.

If it had been normal times, this mercenary leader who was confident in his martial arts would have done it a long time ago.

But now, he didn't dare to make any moves.

The reason is simple!

Trist Duchedon was standing beside Zuo Si right now.

Jalaso knew that once he took a half-step, the Ranger would instantly draw his twin knives and stop himself.

With the superb fighting skills and strength of the two, it is impossible to distinguish the winner for a while.

What's more, Jalaso also noticed that the rings on Zuo Si's fingers were simply outrageous, and almost none of the ten fingers were empty, which was simply an order of magnitude more than himself.

It's just that only two of the rings he wears have magical powers, one of them is a ring of protection, the other is a ring of resistance, and the rest are all decorations used to confuse the public.

In fact, the reason why Jalaso is dressed so ostentatiously is that he doesn't let anyone know how many magical items he has on his body and what they do.

This gives you some extra advantages to win in battle.

Care!

Jalaso felt that Zuo Si should wear so many rings for the same purpose as himself, and there must be at least two magic rings with unknown functions hidden in them, so it was best not to act rashly until he figured it out.

He didn't want to gamble on whether the magic equipment he wore and the innate magic resistance of the dark elves could stop those powerful spells.

I have to say that as a mercenary leader who has been mingling with the dark elves for many years, Jaraso is undoubtedly a very cautious person.

Especially after seeing with his own eyes that Zuo Si didn't use any spells and spell-casting actions, he effortlessly blew a warrior monk of no low rank into a large meat balloon and floated it, and the vigilant and suspicious part of his personality was instantly raised to the top.

And it was this vigilance and suspicion that saved Jalaso's life.

If he chooses to do it, he will soon find that every ring on Zuo Si's hand is a genuine magic item, and it is an out-and-out high-level magic item.

Several of these Magic Rings were filled with incredibly powerful arcane and divine spells.

With just a simple trigger, it can be released one after the other, giving the enemy a stormy blow.

Even the dark elves with strong magic resistance are estimated to be killed by slag if they can't even withstand a round.

The two looked at each other without saying a word.

After two or three minutes, Zuo Si broke the silence with a smile: "Hehe, it seems that you clearly understand what I mean, which is very good."

Because in this world, there are many wars, killings, and deaths, all due to misunderstandings in communication, which eventually turn into bloody and violent conflicts.

So I've always thought it's important to make sure that both parties understand what each other is trying to say. ”

"Who told you I'm here?" Jalaso narrowed his eyes and cautiously probed.

He didn't need to ask to know that he was now suspecting that someone within the Dayette Independent Mercenary Group had betrayed him.

After all, this is not the first time this kind of thing has happened.

"I'm sorry, but if you're wondering if there's a traitor under your command, I'm afraid I can't give you an accurate answer. Because the person who gave me the address was very special, I wasn't sure where she got the information and news. Zuo Si spread his hands helplessly.

"She? A woman? ”

Jalaso was keen to grasp the key words.

You must know that there are no female members in the Dayette Independent Mercenary Group, all of them are men.

In addition, the dark elves are a typical matriarchal society, so when mentioning women, the first thing that often comes to mind is not beautiful, weak, or need for male protection, but more powerful, vicious, and dangerous.

"Don't guess, I said she's special, and even if you did, what if you did? With the power she has now, killing you will be a breeze. Zuo Si was very contemptuous, and debunked the mercenary leader's careful thoughts.

Because he knew that the full name of the guy in front of him should be Jalaso Banry.

Yes!

You read that right!

The leader of the Dayette Independent Mercenary Regiment is actually the third son of the Banrui family.

According to the tradition of the dark elves, the third child of the family is to be sacrificed to Rose after birth to please the chaotic and evil goddess and to bless the family with continued prosperity.

However, due to some reasons, this sacrifice was not successful, so he was lucky to escape.

In this respect, Jaraso actually had almost the same childhood experience as Trist.

Therefore, according to the blood relationship, Jalaso should be the younger brother of the chief archmage Gongfu, and he is also one of the heirs born to the old master's mother.

With Yin Wonai Banrui's current amazing strength of Sinnoh double cultivation, beating him is really a veritable mother beating her son.

Jalaso stared into Zuosi's eyes, trying to judge how credible this sentence was.

After about ten seconds, he tried again: "What about you?" You came all the way to kill so many of my men, maybe it was as simple as giving me a warning or a lesson? ”

Zuo Si replied casually: "Originally, I planned to kill all your subordinates, and then strip you of all weapons and magic equipment, and then throw them into the dark region where monsters are raging to fend for yourself......"

Hearing this, a large amount of sweat instantly appeared on Jalaso's forehead.

He has always been good at observing words and feelings, and he can see from the other party's eyes that this is not a bluff or intimidation of himself, but he has really considered it this way.

Although Jalaso is confident enough to kill most enemies and monsters even on his own.

But that's based on having a weapon in your hand, armor and magical equipment.

In Faerun, in addition to his class level and melee combat skills, weapons and equipment are the most important measure of a warrior's strength.

If a low-level warrior has enough high-level magic equipment, even if the high-level warrior has powerful swordsmanship and fighting skills, an ordinary iron sword alone will not be able to break the opponent's defenses.

So if he was stripped of his weapons and equipment, Jalaso didn't even dare to guarantee that he would survive for more than an hour in the dark and dangerous area.

No way!

Who made the warriors of the Faren Continent so dependent on equipment?

At that time, Trist's father, Zaknafan, had his weapon taken away in advance while he was asleep, so he could only be captured obediently and cruelly sacrificed to the spider goddess Rose.

"And now? Now you've changed your mind? Jalaso asked, looking up.

Zuo Si nodded slightly: "That's right, I changed my mind." All you have to do is tell me the whereabouts of Clincinibbon, the Shattered Crystal, and I'll let you and your men go. Provided, of course, that you all get out of Morsobb and come to the city at once, and don't let me see it again. ”

"Shattered Demon Crystal?!"

Trist's face changed suddenly.

He wouldn't forget what a terrible thing that evil artifact had done in Icewind Dale, almost destroying and enslaving Ten Towns once and for all.

And just when he and his friends were trying to destroy it, it was the mercenary leader in front of him who used intrigue to steal this evil artifact.

"Shattered Crystal—Clincinibbon?" Jalaso was stunned for a moment, but Ran Hu quickly showed a very strange smile. "I'm sorry, but this thing you mentioned has been destroyed by the hot breath of the red dragon Hephaestus."

"What? The Shattered Crystal has been destroyed! ”

Trist's mouth grew in surprise.

He couldn't believe that with the cunning and greedy character of the other party, he would take the initiative to destroy that amazingly powerful artifact.

Jalaso nodded meaningfully: "Yes! It wasn't my intention, but the Shattered Crystal had been destroyed, otherwise I would have taken it out to deal with the current unfavorable situation. ”

"Are you sure Clincinibon was really destroyed?" Zuo Si suddenly interjected.

"Of course! I saw it glow brightly under the dragon's fire, and then vanished completely. Jalaso replied in the affirmative in a very firm tone.

But Zuo Si, who heard this answer, couldn't help but laugh, and said while laughing: "It seems that you don't know what kind of thing the broken magic crystal is.

But it's no wonder, after all, you're just a warrior and can't tell the difference between a high-level magic item and an artifact.

You know?

There are only three ways to destroy the Shattered Shard in this world.

The first is a powerful divine power that comes from orderliness and goodness;

The second is to find seven good high-level lichs or celestial beings with the same magical power, and reverse the spell according to the original ritual of creating Clincinibbon, at the cost that all seven people involved in the ritual will be destroyed in an instant, along with their bodies and souls;

The third is wrapped in the dark cloak of the goddess of the night, Shar, or thrown directly into the sun.

Of course, it is possible for a large crack to destroy it, but the probability of success is negligible.

In addition, neither dragon breath nor any other high-level magic or legendary magic could truly destroy the Shattered Demon Crystal.

If I'm not mistaken, what you're seeing is nothing more than a leak of energy from Clincibnebon's devastation.

It wasn't destroyed, it just fell silent after being hit hard. ”

There is no doubt that Zuo Si is quite interested in the Broken Crystal, Clincinibbon.

Because this thing can be stored by drawing power from sunlight and converting it into universal magical energy, it is simply a perfect and inexhaustible source of energy.

Based on the energy level that can store one unit of energy for an hour under the sun, the Shattered Demon Crystal can store up to one hundred and forty-four units of energy level.

Moreover, this energy can also be used to simulate the creation of spell effects, with one ring of magic consuming only one unit of energy level, two for the second ring, and three for the third ring......

By analogy, the Nine Rings only consume nine units of energy.

In other words, anyone who holds the Shattered Demon Crystal is theoretically equivalent to being able to cast up to sixteen additional Nine Ring spells!

You must know that even in a duel between high-level mages, it is rare to cast more than two Nine Ring Magic.

This shows what a powerful Clincippon can bring to the holder.

Even a useless creature can easily use this artifact to gain spellcasting abilities that rival those high-level mages, dragons, demons, and demons.

And the Crystal Tower made by this thing is equivalent to a multi-purpose mage tower.

Any spell or other attack cast at the Tower will immediately reflect back to the caster or attacker.

Even flawless, precise teleportation between the Tower and the Tower is flawless, even with a large army.

It can be said that even among the many powerful artifacts of Faeron, Clincinibon can definitely rank in the top fifteen.

Of course, the Shattered Demon Crystal is not without its drawbacks.

Its biggest disadvantage is its ability to think independently, and it will also try to influence and control the holder through suggestion, especially those who are weak-willed.

"What do you mean...... Shattered Demon Shard deceived me? Jalaso's face suddenly turned a little ugly.

"It's not necessarily, but Dragon Flame alone can't destroy the Shattered Demon Crystal, at least not as far as I know. Now, tell me where the red dragon's lair is called Hephaestus, and you can leave with the rest of your men. ”

Zuo Si bluntly prescribed the conditions.

Obviously, he didn't want to kill this mercenary leader from the beginning, he just wanted to teach this guy a lesson and get some useful information from the other party's mouth by the way.

Especially the information about the Shattered Demon Crystal.

He vaguely remembered that the red dragon Hephaestus had completely blinded both eyes after spitting out the shattered magic crystal with dragon flame, and had merged with the consciousness of this evil artifact by some kind of karmic coincidence.

In other words, the red dragon Hephaestus is now the equivalent of Krincinibbon.

Just as Jalaso was hesitating to accept this offer, the dark elf mage hiding in the corner suddenly moved.

I saw that he relied on his super magic technique, Spell Silent Hair, and quickly completed a four-ring magic [Roaring Filial Piety Technique] while everyone's attention was not focused on him.

But just as he raised his hand to release a cone-shaped piercing sound wave, he suddenly found that most of the energy supporting the spell had suddenly disappeared inexplicably, and even the stable spell structure could not support it.

When it was released, the power of the original four-ring magic became the same as the zero-ring trick, just a roar similar to an angry roar.

Rumble!!!!!!!!

Moment!

The furnishings and decorations of the whole room were blown into a mess, and even the bottles and cans cracked and even exploded under the influence of sound waves.

But unfortunately, Zuo Si, who was sitting in the chair, was not affected in the slightest, and did not even bleed from his nose.

Because in Faerun, sonic spells belong to the category of energy, not pure physical phenomena on earth.

Therefore, all of them are absorbed by the [Protective Energy Damage] in the electorate's ability.

"This ...... How is this possible! ”

The Dark Elf mage stared at the room in amazement, then lowered his head to look at his hands, completely unable to believe that his magic had failed.

"Your men made the wrong choice, and now it's your turn to take a stand."

Zuo Si didn't pay attention to the dark elf mage who wanted to attack him, and instead set his eyes on Jalaso.

To be precise, with the distance between the two of them that is less than ten meters, no matter what kind of spell the other party wants to release, it will be instantly destroyed and absorbed by the special abilities of the creator's profession, and it will not create any substantial threat at all.

"How do I know if you're going to keep your promise?" Jalaso looked up, his eyes flashing with vigilance.

"Do you think you have a choice now?"

Zuo Si stretched out a finger and poked the half-blood warrior monk who was blown into a balloon floating above his head, and the implication was self-evident.

Jalaso glanced at the crossbowmen who were ambushed in the shadows outside, and then looked at his few remaining men, and finally sighed helplessly, walked to the table next to him, picked up a pen and paper, wrote down an address on it in the common language of the surface, and then reversed it and asked bluntly: "The address has been written, now I can leave with my people, right?" ”

"Of course, please."

Zuo Si raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

Syllable!

With a crisp sound, the warrior monk who was still floating above his head like a balloon one second, returned to his original state of strong muscles as if he was spilling his breath the next second, and his feet landed firmly on the ground.

"Let's go!"

Jalaso obviously realized that the situation in Mosob's arrival was completely different from when he left, so he didn't drag his feet in the slightest, and immediately wanted to leave this place of right and wrong quickly.

But just as he had just taken two steps, he suddenly stopped without warning, and suddenly raised the light sword in his hand, and with a fast, accurate, and lethal fighting technique, he drew a bloody line on the neck of the dark elf mage just now.

The latter didn't even react to what was happening, and his head was separated from his neck.

Burst!!!!!!

A stream of blood arrows instantly shot out more than two meters high, and then the headless corpse fell to the ground with a thud.

As for the head that rolled off first, his eyes were even more angry, as if he was questioning why he wanted to kill himself.

It's a pity that Jalaso didn't have the habit of talking to the dead, so he didn't even pay attention to it, and ran directly to the gate of Mosob with his few remaining men.

It wasn't until this guy's figure completely disappeared into the darkness that Trist lifted his guard, frowned and asked, "Why did Jalaso kill his own men?" ”

"It's easy! He didn't want this person to fall into my hands and reveal too much about the Dayette Independent Mercenary Regiment. Zuo Si replied nonchalantly.

"But you didn't promise him that he would just write down the address......"

Before the dark elf's words could be finished, Zuo Si couldn't help but interrupt with a smile: "No, no, no, you have forgotten a major premise, that is, Jalaso and his men can no longer do any hostile behavior.

The dark elf mage clearly violated this rule.

Jalaso knew very well that he could not take the mage with him, so he decisively chose to end his life with his own hands.

Besides, I'm afraid you don't know yet, right?

In fact, Jalaso had already lost control of the Dayette Independent Mercenary Regiment a few years ago.

The current Dayette Independent Mercenary Regiment is actually split into several parts.

The original core members of the group rebelled when he was obsessed with shattering the crystal, and the current leader of this force is Kim Muri.

If I'm not mistaken, Jalaso should have returned to Mosoblai City this time to re-establish a new mercenary group that was loyal to him. ”

"Damn! How do you seem to know everything? Are you a prophet? There was a hint of fear in Trist's eyes.

"Prophet? Hahahaha! If I really had the ability to foresee, I would have left for the Fungal Forest by now, where would I waste time gathering information in Mosoblai. Zuo Si laughed and shook his head.

"And where did you get this secret information?" Trist continued to ask with some reluctance.

Zuo Si responded half-truthfully: "Because I have my own intelligence organization, and I have certain cooperative relations with governments and institutions such as the Shadow Thief, the Masked Mage Guild, the Santarin Society, and the Amam Six Council, so as long as I am willing to pay some price, it is easy to find out some information that I am interested in." ”

"I see!"

Trist instantly realized that the young man in front of him was not a lone ranger like himself.

Rather, a god-elect with a huge power behind him, and even controlled numerous port cities and countless maritime trade routes on the west coast, he could gather thousands of troops at the slightest command.

Even his dwarven friend Bruno's Mithril Hall had to trade with each other to obtain enough food and various daily necessities.

In particular, after the transformation and rise of Luskan, the city of thousands of sails, it brought unprecedented development and trade prosperity to the entire Northland.

The barren ten towns of Icewind Dale have even taken the ride, and ordinary people are getting richer and richer, at least not having to worry about running out of food for the winter as much as they used to.

The more time he spent with Zuosi, the more Trist understood what Erasdra, the ruler of Silvermoon City, was saying.

The prosperity, strength, and prosperity of a city or even a country have nothing to do with whether its ruler is in the good camp or the evil camp, but only depends on whether he has sufficient ability and will.

Even an evil tyrant can make the populace live a life of relative prosperity if he is able to do so and has the will to do so.

Obviously, this point couldn't be more appropriate for Zuo Si.

Not to mention anything else, just the large-scale resurrection of the dead and the use of undead as laborers are out-and-out evil in the standard of good and evil in the Faren Continent, and it is the kind of extreme evil that can't be washed away even if you jump into the sea.

In addition, raising, breeding, and renting out domesticated goblin slaves in large quantities is also an outright evil.

Not to mention the forced immigration and purge carried out by Zuo Si in Luskan, there is no value that is in line with the good camp at all.

But it was precisely because of the exploitation of these undead laborers and goblin slaves that the living standards of the lower classes in the region under Zuosi's rule were several times better than in the rest of the West Coast.

And it is rarely threatened by monsters such as orcs, half-orcs, gnolls, goblins, and trolls.

Because the mage tower will regularly hire adventurers to conduct reconnaissance, once it finds a large monster tribe, it will immediately go out to capture it, and then bring it back as a guinea pig to do all kinds of horrific and cruel experiments.

For example, there are several mages in the Mage Tower in Luskan who are trying to use the blood of magical creatures to create a special subspecies like the "Frost Blood Orcs".

It's just that the race has changed from chaotic and evil orcs to evil and orderly goblins.

If this research is successful, Luskan will have an army that is incredibly strong.

"If you don't mind, can you tell me what you're going to do with it once you find the Shattered Crystal?"

After a long silence, Trist finally raised the issue that was most important to him.

As one of the heroes who saved Ten Towns, he knows better than anyone the horrific devastation Clinsippon can wreak.

Even in the absence of an owner, this evil artifact can easily summon countless monsters and evil humans to take it away.

"What, are you worried that I will be affected by the Shattered Demon Crystal consciousness?" Zuo Si raised his eyebrows and asked rhetorically.

Trist shook his head slightly, "I'm not too worried about that. Clincinibon may be able to influence others, but it definitely can't affect you. After all, you are the elect, and the elect of the two goddesses. What's more, your will is the strongest and strongest I've ever seen in my life. ”

"So what are you worried about? Do you think that after I get the Shattered Crystal, I will start a war, or I will have the ambition to conquer the world? Zuo Si asked again with a smile.

"Well, it looks like I'm overthinking. If you want to wage war and conquer more lands and cities, you don't need Clincibbon's help. ”

Trist looked down and pondered for a moment, and then couldn't help but laugh to himself.

Oh, yes!

With the forces currently in his hands, especially the huge fleet that controls almost the entire west coast, he can start a large-scale war at any time if he wants, occupy all the port cities one by one, and then build a huge empire.

Compared to the little power that the Shattered Demon Crystal gives to the bearer, his own is obviously the greater threat.

What's more, the deterrent effect of the title "Children of the Pestilence" is far more terrifying than that of Clincinibbon.

While the two were talking, Zuo Si walked straight to the table and glanced at the address written down by Jalaso, and then set it on fire.

Considering that the Demon Shattering Crystal was currently in the recovery period after being hit hard, he didn't have the idea of leaving to find it immediately, but planned to wait until the most important things were dealt with.

……

Meanwhile, in a cave not far from the city of Mosoblai, Jaraso was sitting with his few remaining men discussing what to do.

Because they had just suffered a big loss, everyone present looked a little depressed.

They originally thought that by following Jalaso over, it should be easy to gather the forces that the Dayette Independent Mercenary Group had left in the city, and then take advantage of the current chaotic situation to make a profit, just like back then.

But who would have thought that the plan would be hit hard at the beginning.

"What are we going to do now?" A dark elf warrior asked, looking up.

"What else can I do? Of course, first find out who this guy named Soth is! We can't afford to have any more head-on confrontations with him until we find out who he really is. ”

Jalaso said his plan in a very calm tone.

Knowing that his intelligence attribute is as high as eighteen points (another guy with the ultimate mage talent has gone the wrong path of a warrior), as long as he is not blinded by anger, hatred, and greed, he will always be able to make the right decision.

"But where are you going to investigate?" The Dark Elf warrior subconsciously frowned.

Without thinking, Jalaso replied, "It's easy! Since we haven't found any news of the locations we've established in various dark elf cities in the Dark Regions, let's try our luck in the surface world. By the way, hasn't the mage who went to pick up Emtri have come back yet? ”

"Nope. It's been hours, and I suspect he might be in some trouble. The other Dark Elf warrior looked worried.

"In that case, let's go and have a look."

With that, Jalaso immediately stood up and rode the underground lizard, and headed down the intricate tunnels towards the landmark world.

As the Dark Elves' favorite mount, the Underground Lizard's huge toes allow them to run without making a sound, and they are very fast.

In the blink of an eye, the team disappeared from the patrol's line of sight.

There is no doubt that the conflict that broke out between Zuo Si and Jalaso could not be concealed from the real ruler of Mosoblai City.

Soon, many of the housemothers of the families received detailed reports.

The Trill housemother of the Banrui family asked with a serious expression, "What is the reason behind this matter?" ”

"As far as I know, the owner of that tavern is from the Dayette Independent Mercenary Regiment."

A man wearing a badge of nobility hurriedly told what he knew.

"What about Jalaso? And when did he come back? Mistress Trill continued to ask.

"I'm sorry, but I don't know about that, and I can't give you any exact information from the city gate. But I know that the people of the Dayette Independent Mercenary Regiment have always been associated with the Gongfu, and perhaps you can ask our Chief Archmage. The aristocratic male cautiously proposed.

"Okay, I got it."

Mistress Trill waved her hand impatiently.

The aristocratic male obviously did not dare to disobey the will of the mistress, so he could only bend down and bow, and then disappeared lightly at the end of the corridor outside the room.

As soon as he walked on his front foot, a high-ranking priestess stood up on his back foot: "Mistress, you must not hesitate any longer, we must take some strong measures against that stranger and force him to make a choice. You must know that the second family and the third family seem to have a tendency to unite. If they get a strong thug, then the situation will be very unfavorable for our First Family. ”

"If you take a strong hand and force that stranger into the enemy's camp, can you afford to take the responsibility?" Another high-ranking priestess jumped out and questioned loudly.

Obviously, although Trill has been the head mother of the Ban Rui family for many years, her prestige is far worse than that of the old housewife.

Almost every time it comes time to make a decision, the sisters will quarrel, and none of them will be fuel-efficient lamps.

Although for the noble families of the dark elves, the more heirs there are, the stronger they are.

But there is a big premise, that is, the current housewife must be able to control the field.

In general, daughters tend to be in awe of their mothers and are relatively easy to manage.

But my sister obviously doesn't have so much awe for my sister.

At present, Trill is facing the birth of her own ambitious sisters.

Seeing that more and more people were joining the quarrel, she finally couldn't help but roar: "Enough! Shut up! Then get out! ”

Moment!

One second the auditorium, which was noisy, became unusually quiet the next, and all the priestesses closed their mouths and got up to leave.

After all, no matter how you say it, the housemother is the head of the family.

Their powers are given by the spider goddess Rose.

Unless someone can kill the Mistress and replace her, what the Mistress says is an unquestionable ironclad rule that must be carried out without compromise.

When all the priestesses had disappeared, Trill rose from his chair exhausted, looked condescendingly out the window and began to think about what to do.

At this moment, she suddenly heard a slightly immature voice behind her.

"My stupid daughter, are you still worried about the current situation of the Ban Rui family?"

Out of a knee-jerk reaction, Trier immediately turned around, only to see Yin Wonai standing less than half a meter away from him, his whole body soaked with sweat in less than two or three seconds.

Because she didn't even notice when this guy who claimed to be her mother, but was actually her brother's daughter, approached.

Knowing this distance, if you are an experienced assassin, you can already pierce a sharp dagger into the heart from behind.

"This is not the place for you!" Trill reprimanded with a pretended calm face.

"Why, are you still afraid that I will take your place as the mistress?

Rest assured, I've been in that position for an unknown number of centuries and have long since lost interest in this boring game of thrones.

Remember, for a noble family of dark elves, the most important thing is always the favor from the god queen Rose.

As long as the Banrui family does not fall out of favor, then there is no need to worry about the enemy from behind.

What's more, instead of thinking about how to deal with the second and third families joining forces here, you might as well do more things to please the goddess. ”

Yin Wonai taught his eldest daughter a lesson with a condescending attitude.

Although her personality, way of thinking, and hobbies have changed very much after she was reincarnated, she still regards herself as a member of the Ban Rui family.

"What do you think it takes to please the goddess?" Trill asked, after a moment of silence, looking up.

Although she didn't believe that the dark elf girl in front of her was really her dead mother, she could feel the huge divine grace that Rose blessed the other party.

On top of that, there was a brief encounter between the two when they first met.

As a result, the powerful power displayed by Yin Woonai directly pressed the current housemother of the Ban Rui family to the ground and rubbed it.

You must know that cultivating a high-ranking priestess requires at least a few decades of training in the Spider Academy.

But what about the dark elf girl in front of you?

He has not received even a day of orthodox pastoral education, but he can easily perform the magic of up to the nine rings.

Whether or not she was the reincarnation of the old housemother, Trill did not dare to act rashly.

Because this exaggerated priesthood already shows to some extent the extent of Queen Rose's favor for him.

And in the dark elf society, there is an iron rule, that is, absolutely, absolutely, absolutely do not anger the goddess in any way.

Otherwise, the family could be destroyed at any time.

"I'm sorry, I can't tell you about that. After all, you are the head mother of the Banrui family, and I am just an insignificant little girl now. But there is an opportunity in front of you, and it's up to you to take it. ”

After saying this meaningful sentence, Yin Wonai immediately turned around and left, leaving the mother of Trill standing alone in a daze.

I don't know how long it took, but when she came back to her senses, she suddenly saw a priestess of the family running in from outside in a hurry, with an angry expression on her face.

"Mistress! You can't continue to pamper Rizzle! Not so long ago, this damn little bastard dared to steal from the library tube of the Spider Academy! ”

"Oh? What did she steal? Mistress Trill asked, frowning.

"A book! Very, very old book! I don't know exactly what it is, but I do know for sure that the book is so precious that apprentices are not allowed to borrow it on weekdays. ”

The priestess was visibly furious, clutching the vicious snake-headed whip in her hand, eager to whip something out of her vein.

"And for what purpose? Why did Lireen steal books? Mistress Trill continued to ask with a puzzled expression.

She had the impression that Lireen had never had the slightest interest in religious knowledge.

Not to mention stealing a religious book, even the girl in front of her, who was spoiled by her father, would not necessarily take a look.

"It must have something to do with that outlander! Lately, Lireen has been running there when she has nothing to do, and she stays there all day, occasionally not returning at night. The priestess replied bluntly.

"That is, this religious book is needed by the outlander?" Mistress Trill touched her chin and fell into deep thought.

The priestess hurriedly nodded: "That's right! For the past two days, Lireel has been frantically searching for and gathering information related to the fungal forest. I think the outlander must have been planning to go to the fungal forest in search of some treasure or something. ”

"Interesting! Could it be that this is what is called an opportunity? ”

Trier, who can sit in the position of the head mother of the Banrui family, is obviously not a fool, and immediately realized the hint given by Yin Wonai.

Without any hesitation!

She immediately used this excuse to personally take people to the place where Zuo Si and the others lived to "rejuvenate the teacher and ask for guilt", and by the way, to find out what this stranger was looking for.