The team that hunted down the betrayers of the Queen of God was assembled, and as the only priestess in the team, Philip Desbanna became the captain of the team.

The president of the Dragon Treasure Chamber of Commerce, Nisedir from Ched Nassa, served as a mage in the team, and the scouts and guards were also members of the Dragon Treasure Chamber of Commerce.

And Solafion, the vice president of the Male Warrior Guild, is particularly isolated in this team. Even the slave girl of the Deaver family received more attention than him.

Perhaps, Fili consciously arranged the team in such a way that even if something went wrong in the dark area, she could easily deal with the "problem".

After all, the wilderness in the dark is not an easy one, except for the ubiquitous carnivorous subterranean mushrooms and ooze monsters, underground bats, benthic motrays, stone-blind barbarians, mind flayers, minotaurs, and gray dwarves are all dangerous predators and enslavers. The magical radiation that enriches the dark regions has turned large numbers of mosses, blind fish, and giant lizards into extremely dangerous magical creatures. Even rocks that are rich in magic can turn into deadly killers.

Even drow elves, with their superior magical resistance, can hardly survive alone in the treacherous environment of the Dark Regions.

For thousands of years, the two elven city-states of Ustnazar and Sodenisra have engaged in a protracted offensive and defensive war, and the drow elves have dug countless tunnels to the surface, and then blocked and collapsed one by one under the counterattack of the surface elves.

As a result, the tunnel leading to the outside world in Ustnazar was like a large spider web, and it was difficult for even the prophetic magic of Nisedir, a high-ranking mage, to find a stable and smooth path except for a seasoned warrior like Sorafion.

However, Firi forcefully rejected every suggestion from Sorafien, and the team had to rely on the scouts of the Dragon Treasure Chamber of Commerce to find their way.

As a result, the squad was quickly reduced in strength, and by the third day, the scouts brought by Nisedil had lost more than half, and the soldiers who served as escorts had lost a third.

Such tragic casualties are replaced by adventures on the surface. It was already enough reason to break up the gang, but Fei Li, who had gone through the practice of atonement, would not take the casualties of these lowly men to heart at all.

As for Nisedir, to be able to catch the line of the eldest daughter of the first ruling family, the death of seven or eight subordinates was still within his tolerance. But hunting down a Drow mage in the dark realms means that each attrition increases the danger of defeat.

Eventually, when another scout was attacked by the Dreadclaw, the slavers, unable to hold back any longer, finally picked an opportunity that Firi was not aware of and stopped Sorafien outside the makeshift camp.

During this time, Solafil's life was actually good. Aside from the fact that Firi had to insult him a few times a day, either explicitly or implicitly, or arrange for him to "scout" in the most dangerous places, Solafien's life was noticeably easier, at least much easier than the overt and covert position of "Vice President of the Male Warriors' Guild".

Therefore, his calm and arrogant expression, as always, made the fox-faced slave trader very disturbed.

"Another one of my people has died, Lord Vice-President. "Isn't there a hunting ground for dreadclaws near this tunnel?" the slave trader sarcastically called the title of Sorafion, what do you think of these large crow-headed crustaceans that are always hiding in the crevices of the rocks to attack us?"

"I don't have an opinion, Nisedir. Solafien lightly applied the oil to his adamantite longsword with a small brush, and replied without looking up, "Of course I know all the monster distribution areas outside of Ustnazar, but my suggestion will not be taken on board in this team, so I don't need to say anything more." ”

At this point, he glanced at the copper-haired slave trader and suggested in the most "sincere" tone of the drow elves, "If I were you, I would memorize a few more prophecy spells a day to prevent this kind of attrition, rather than the clown-like Plastic spells that manipulate fire and frost." ”

It took a lot of self-control on his part to keep his facial muscles twitching with Sorafien's taunts. A sword-wielding brute who has no secret path and a head full of muscles, but seriously proposes magic advice to himself, a high-ranking mage, is simply the greatest insult.

But staring at the other's incomparably sharp magic elf sword, Nisedir decided not to anger its owner where the sword could reach.

"Well, I'll admit you have a point. The slave trader bowed slightly, indicating that he had taken a step back, "Then why don't we come and make a business, Your Excellency Vice-President Sorafion?"

Solafien tucked the sword into her sheath and looked deeply at the slave trader, "Can you afford it, Nisedil?"

"The Dragon's Treasure Chamber of Commerce is as its name suggests, Your Excellency the Vice President. ”

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After the camp had ended, the group set out again, and as was customary every day, Fili offered her moody master a morning prayer and promised to please her master with a great blood sacrifice at the end of the mission.

The spider goddess also accurately informed her of the direction of the "fugitive's" hideout, accompanied by various footage given by the chaos afterward, and it was up to Fili herself to decipher the true meaning of these illusions.

Unlike usual, Nisedir did not rush to Firly after finishing his daily meditation of memory spells and preparing for magic. The slave trader held a crystal ball full of mist inside, and carefully performed a spell, and then held the crystal ball to carefully observe the mist inside, and then solemnly came to the daughter of the Desbanna family.

"According to the incantation, there's a psionic worm nest around here, my princess. "These giant worms are natural warlocks and psychic abilities, and they also have very strong magical immunity. My men and I have nothing to do with such a mighty monster but to pray to the gods for their favor. ”

Firi was evidently impressed by Nissedil's tame gesture, and she glanced at Sorafien, who was standing silently, and then said, "You are clever, Nisedil, smarter than some of the drows. Let the team go around their nests and don't delay our purpose for the sake of these giant earthworms!"

After this appreciation, Fili turned her gaze to Sorafien: "As for you, Solafien. You cover the flanks of the team and make sure no psionic worms are chasing us!"

- It would be perfect if I was dragged into the lair by those psionic worms as a stockpile, right, Fili?

Sorafien added silently in his mind.

But there was no trace of displeasure on his face, he just put his legs together and bowed respectfully and gracefully: "Your wish is my mission, princess of the House of Desbanna." ”

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Outside of the Dark Realm, there are few places in the main material realm where you can see so many psionic beings.

Psionic monsters, benthic demon fish, and psionic worms, these psychic abilities are natural psionic warlocks, and each mature individual's attainments in psionic magic can almost be regarded as high-level mages.

However, among these psionic races, except for the psionic monsters that have formed a real psionic magic school and passed on their knowledge through the psychic monster mastermind, most psionic races can only rely on instinct to tap this psychic power.

The psychic power of psionic worms is extremely powerful, but their talents can only be discovered through life instinct. As Sorafien stood on the outskirts of the lair, an invisible and cold "gaze" swept over the drow elf.

Sorafien's shirt buttons shimmered with a pale blue light, blocking out the other's spiritual "tentacles" and rejecting any possibility of psionic contact. Only the viscous murmur of the creep of the other party's body cavity turned into an illegible Drow language:

"Get out of here...... Otherwise ...... dead"

The harsh natural environment of the dark region has created the ferocious temperament of most of the intelligent creatures here, and the predators at the top of the food chain such as psionic worms are not a kind and noble race. It's just that these underground worms with more developed intelligence still have the basic ability to judge interests and harms, and a drow that can resist their innate spiritual abilities is obviously not a qualified target for predation.

Ignoring the threat of the psionic worm, Sorafien casually rested his right hand on the hilt of his sword and whispered to the large worm hiding between the crevices in the rocks, "Ustnazar does not need to accept your threat, and if the spiritual connection between your people has not been broken, then stay in your lair until the expedition of the First Ruling House of Ustnazar leaves." ”

It seemed that the murderous reputation of the drow city of "Ustnazar" had intimidated these psionic creatures hiding in the crevices of the rocks, and a moment later, the voice of the worm was heard again, this time in a much more fluent drow: "We respect the First Consul of Ustnazar and allow you to leave safely." ”

The psionic worms in the same nest have all achieved information sharing through spiritual connections, and this time it should be the psionic worm elders in the nest who are speaking.

Sorafien was about to respond, when a huge worm emerged from the crack in the rock behind him!

The Male Warrior Guild of Ustnazar didn't look back, and the Adamantite Sword cut a silent trail through the darkness, cutting off the worm's massive body.

However, the mucus in the worm's body did not splash out at all, and the giant worm that could swallow a drow spirit in one gulp lost all the water in its body in an instant, turning into a dry and transparent insect skin.

"Don't try to trick Ustnasza's patience, bugs!" Sorafien threatened in a low voice, "Ustnaszar didn't purge you monsters, just because we're at war with Sodenis!, otherwise, you'd have become specimens in the Warlock's Academy and special gloves in the Alchemy Chamber!"

This time, the Psionic Worm Elder replied quickly, "Your orders are our wishes, and our clan will never offend the expedition of Ustnazar City. ”

Putting his sword into the sheath, Sorafien glanced coldly at the stone wall where the worms were hiding, and replied, "It's best what you say." ”

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Dealing with these annoying giant earthworms, it took Sorafien half a day to catch up with the expeditionary team.

In the tent in the center of the camp, Fili saw Sorafien unharmed, and made no secret of the disappointment on her face: "If you really fought with psionic worms, you should have brought these giant earthworm treasures to please me, but you didn't!

Looking at the bluff on Firi's familiar face, almost indistinguishable from that of every queen priest, Sorafion suppressed the suffocation in his chest and calmly explained: "Every psionic worm race has a worm elder who leads them, and these powerful link creatures are not only proficient in psychic abilities, but also have the ability to cast spells, and to destroy an entire race, it takes the power of the entire expedition to be invested. ”

"So you're not an all-powerful warrior like you boast you are. Fili sneered, then waved her hand, "What else can such an incompetent man expect from you? Maybe I should arrange for you to guard the cage of that Morsoblay traitor?"

In response, Solauphon simply stood up in silence, neither arguing nor protesting, and just retreated.

Fili, sitting in a chair, stared at the Drow warrior's back and bit her lip unwillingly.

The slave traders of the Dragon Treasure Chamber of Commerce did not rush to the bottom of Sorafien's fate, as if flattering the grumpy eldest daughter of the Despana family had exhausted all their energy. When he walked to the edge of the cage, he enjoyed a rare silence.

Just a temporary silence.

Because there is another eldest daughter from a ruling family in the cage, although she is a "former ruling family", and she has also lost her priesthood, but the priestesses from noble families, they all communicate in similar ways.

The beautiful slave girl slowly moved her hands and feet in the cage and approached her guard: "Male, tell me, what's your name?"

Sorafien raised her eyebrows slightly, "What do you want to do, Viconia Devore?"

The former princess of the Deaver family smiled even as "friendly", her long silver-white hair clinging to the railing of the cage, and a strand of long hair hung down to Sorafion's magic cloak: "I have watched you for a long time during my travels, and you are the most handsome and strongest of the men in this team. Your shirt slightly open under leather armor, your tight pecs, and your straight ass will make the priestesses love it. Did the princess of House Desbanna ever enjoy all that you had in the Hides of Loth, lovely male?"

Sorafien had to bow her head and stare at the former queen priestess: "Slaves with too many mouths will have their tongues plucked out, remember my warning, ma'am." ”

However, he read a clear warning in her eyes - as long as he continued to care about Fili, the slaved priestess would continue to tease him and try to take advantage of him.

(End of chapter)