Generally speaking, it was rare for the male warrior guilds to see the presence of priestesses.

But every visit of the priestesses was not a good thing.

As the vice president of the Male Warrior Guild, Sorafien greeted the "superior leaders" with an elegant and dignified smile.

The long war with the elven capital of Saura Denis has changed the status of the Drow men of Ustnazar slightly, but the upper echelons of the Warrior Guild are still a dangerous position that is difficult to settle down.

On the one hand, as spokesmen for men's rights, they must fight for the interests of their class, but as the children of the Spider God, they must show enough humility and obedience.

In this respect, the mage is easier than the warrior. Even if it is the Holy City of Demon Soblai after Chaos, if the master mothers are not fully prepared and plan a sophisticated conspiracy, they will not easily attack a high-level mage.

The vice-president, who was destined not to be at ease, put on the most humble and soft smile and personally greeted the visitor at the door of the guild: the eldest daughter of the First Ruling Family, Philippe Desbana.

"The First Family needs to recruit some warriors for the expedition. Firi lifted her chin and forced herself not to look at Sorafien's handsome face, "The Adulles Mistress has full authority over me, so don't try to resist my orders!"

From Fili's bluffing tone, the young vice president heard a slight well-hidden waver. Solafien wanted to look up at the beautiful face and whisper, "That night not long ago, you didn't say that to me. ”

Of course, this sentence will strip away all the camouflage on Fili's heart, and it will also make the girl get the most irritated, even biting his carotid artery directly with a snake's whip.

For a drow man, proper patience is the greatest virtue.

"It has been an honor to serve the First Family. Solafien replied gracefully, "I will select the best warriors to be at your command, ready to be at your disposal." ”

"Oh, that's good. Fili replied dryly, her voice becoming quicker, "But I don't need a lowly male to make decisions for me!

This is the tone of a perfect queen priest, Fili—this is the phrase that Sorafien hid in his heart, and his face still had an impeccable look of deference, and he bowed his head to his former lover: "Your wish is my mission, ma'am. ”

As the eldest daughter of the First Family, Fili unceremoniously took over Sorafien's office, and Kotao's fish-tanned boots rested on Sorafien's desk.

And Solafien very consciously stood in the position of adjutant.

Fili seemed to be very tolerant of this self-acerbating gesture, but her eyebrows were slightly raised, still vaguely revealing actual thoughts.

For the eldest daughter of the Despana, the former lover was a stain. And Sorafien, as the high-ranking of the Male Warrior Guild, is destined to only serve as a wallgrass among the ruling families, and will not completely throw himself into the Desbana family, let alone become Fili's father-in-waiting......

Her musings didn't last long, as a drow merchant with a fox face had scurried into the office.

This time, the slave trader Nisedir was dressed in a more formal way, wearing an emerald green velvet gown and long bronze hair in a large braid that was tied around his shoulders. This commoner-style hairstyle, with the gold buttons of the nouveau riche and the jeweled brooch the size of the saucer, looks particularly comical.

"Nisedir, of the Dragon's Treasure Chamber of Commerce, thank you for your trust, Princess of House Desbanna. ”

Ordinary drow warriors would habitually observe every drow that came close to them, observing their walking steps, the thick calluses on their fingers, and whether there was a bow hidden under their cloak. A merchant like Nisedir, with his vague feet and white fingers, would not normally be wary of the Drow warriors. But in Sorafien's eyes, this fox-faced slave trader was almost completely shrouded in the aura of spells, and a rough identification of the past showed several categories such as force field deflection, spiritual defense, and prophecy magic countermeasures. Even the ridiculously large gemstone brooch is a special spell sequencer, which instantly fires a series of powerful spells whenever a preset contingency is triggered.

Such a heavily armed slave trader, as well as that rare spell sequencer, all reveal his true identity.

"A spellcaster. Solafien smiled slightly, then turned to his former lover: "And he is also a spellcaster who is not from this city, can his loyalty be guaranteed?"

Solafien's question was interrupted by Firi angrily, "Nisedir was recommended by the family mage of the House of Desbana, and I trust him more than you!"

This time, Sorafien no longer showed any emotion, just calmly remained on her feet.

Nisedir glanced quickly at the mighty warrior, decided to ignore the strange atmosphere between the priestess and the guild leader of the male warriors, and began to speak according to the manuscript he had entered the door: "Princess of the House of Desbanna, according to your request, the slave girl who betrayed the god has been escorted outside the guild. Would you like to interrogate her personally, our Dragon Treasure Chamber of Commerce also has several members who are proficient in torture and can act as your assistants. ”

Unfortunately, this courtesy was completely ignored by Fili: "The Desbanna family has always been proficient in the art of torture, and there is no need to show off your clumsy methods in front of me. ”

The fox-faced slave trader cautiously put away his disappointment and whispered a secret word to a jeweled button on his neckline, and soon two warriors dragged a drow maiden to Sorafion's office.

Unlike the last time Sorafien had seen her, the girl wore a heavy adamantite necklace around her neck, with several incantations attached to it, including light electric shocks, psychic suggestion, and carotid artery blasting, to ensure that the slave girl could respond appropriately when resisting.

This heavy necklace alone was far more than the value of the slave itself, and only the most dangerous prisoners deserved such treatment.

As the eldest daughter of the Desbana family, Fili certainly recognized the instruments of torture used to restrain high-ranking mages and high priests. But a slave trader could get this kind of high-quality product, which made Fili look up to him a little.

Fili stood up, walked over to the slave girl, grabbed the slave girl's long silver hair with one hand, and asked, "The last remnant of the Devo family in Morsoblay City, Viconia Devo?"

The young slave girl held her head high unnaturally, looked at the priestess in front of her, and did not admit it, nor deny it.

"Your story is so interesting that even the Queen of God thinks it's too wasteful to execute you directly, so she chose me to be the author of the end of the story. Fili gently stroked the beautiful face of the young slave girl with pity, and traced the shape of the other woman's lips with her fingertips, "As the eldest daughter of a ruling family, you actually feel unbearable when you sacrifice your youngest brother?

Moving her finger to Viconia's face, Fili sneered, "And your brother, the stupid family mage, actually tried to save you, the traitor of the gods, from the festival. The stupid and weak compassion of your brothers and sisters has caused the Devot family to lose all the favor of the Queen of God, and then be destroyed by a small family at the bottom of the ranks, this is the answer of the Queen of God to your weak behavior!"

The most unspeakable tragedy, the nightmare that I don't want to remember the most, Viconia's pupils suddenly constricted, but she met Fili's approaching face: "Do you regret it? Resentment? The betrayal of the Queen of God can only be exchanged for destruction." But don't worry, my priest's path to advancement requires a lot of sacrifices, and a betrayer is not enough, you are my best bait to help me find your stupid brother!"

Seeing that Viconia was about to struggle, Sorafien, who came silently behind the young slave girl, slammed the hilt of her sword, and the former princess of the Defo family, now the betrayer of the Spider God Queen, fell softly to the ground.

Fili cast an angry look at her former lover, "Why do you want to hinder me, give me a reasonable reason, Solafion!"

"Because of this necklace. Solafien calmly explained, "If the slave resists extremely violently, the collar will directly shatter her neck and head." For those prisoners who still value their lives, this necklace can control them to the fullest, but if a prisoner really wants to die, this magic necklace is difficult to use. ”

Before Fili could reply, the slave trader Nisedir immediately said, "This is my negligence, I will immediately adjust the spell on the collar to ensure that this slave girl does not die before reaching the altar." ”

In front of two veterans who are meticulous in everything, even the eldest daughter of the Desbanna family has no reason to be angry. Fili was silent for a moment, then left angrily.

"Do everything you have to do, and in three hours we will leave Ustnazar to hunt another sacrifice!"

Looking at the shadow that had teased his heart, Solafien smiled wryly in his heart, and then unceremoniously kicked the slave trader out of his office.

Soon, Sorafien returned to his hidden mage's laboratory, and collected all kinds of things needed for the long journey on the alchemy workbench -

Healing Potion, Blazing Gel, Glitter Dust, Blind Mask, Stone Walking Boots......

Sorafien, a warrior-playing mage, naturally has plenty of magic items, most of which are made for the treacherous environment of the Shadows. Unbeknownst to him, a small jade bead had unwittingly slipped into the storage bag beneath the magic cloak.

(End of chapter)