Mistress Ophelia leaned on the seat, clasped her chin, and tapped the table rhythmically with her free hand to transfer the discomfort caused by the cushion. The clumsy movements of the human servants aggravated this feeling. The dark elf was slender.

The fingertips touched the table for the third time, but the maid hadn't filled the wine glass yet. The slow servants were originally only qualified to feed spiders, but nowadays, slaves are also a scarce resource. Besides, this is not the Underdark, and there are no terrifying giant spiders.

The matron of the fourth family in Black Rock City picked up the cup and took a merciful sip. The slave girl held the bottle and retreated to the corner of the cave, fully aware of her narrow escape just now.

"Master... mistress, your son and the captives are here." A goblin ran in and knelt on the ground. The little green-skinned human language stammered, and after finishing it, he raised his head and looked around.

"I know." The mistress resisted the urge to cover her nose and sent the goblin away. The daughters behind her were not as patient as their mother, and they all held their breath exaggeratedly. The younger daughter even took a few steps back.

"I'm so used to pampering, I can't use it anymore." Ophelia showed no emotion on her face. She stood up, thinking that she could finally leave this pile of smelly bearskin padding that was torturing the mistress's buttocks.

The smelly fur came from a black bear that was hunted by the green-skinned chief. It was originally intended to be presented to the mistress as a shawl. Fortunately, the leader's human language was really bad, so the mistress pretended to be confused and used this bunch of treacherous things.

Padded my butt.

The sunshine outside was still dazzling. The sun was not afraid of the dark elves like the green skins. It scattered its light on every dark elf woman without any courtesy. Ophelia faced the east, raised her head and opened her arms. She was satisfied

I saw that my daughters all followed the instructions. I remember that when I first arrived on the surface, I had to use a snake-head whip to intimidate (it was still available at that time). The women in the family maintained this posture. The mistress called it a practice to adapt to the new life.

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"I'm sorry to disturb you, mother." Zacnaxiasbanon bowed: "The prisoners have been delivered." The chief mage did not maintain the respectful posture for too long. He quickly straightened up, hiding his face in his hood, watching his mother and

The sisters’ ecstatic ritual.

The mistress deliberately ignored him for a while, "Did you call her mother instead? You really have stayed among humans for too long, Zach." Ophelia overcame the dizziness caused by looking directly at the sun and maintained the normal behavior of a mistress of the family.

Showing her decency, she said: "Thank you for your hard work, Zach, was there anything unexpected on the way here?"

"As you wish, everything goes well." The son's face was covered by the hood, and his expression could not be seen.

"Talk to the mistress and show your face!" the eldest daughter Maya was angry, but Ophelia was sure that she was not maintaining the majesty of the mistress.

The younger brother ignored him, and the mage held his hands in a provocative posture. When his older sister stepped forward in anger, her right hand reaching for her waist habitually, she was stunned.

"Why, can't you find your pet snake? Sister." Even if she couldn't see his face, Ophelia could imagine her son's proud expression. Maya's face turned red with anger, but she didn't dare challenge the mage with bare hands. She froze.

In the same place, there is no way to advance or retreat.

"That's enough!" In the past, the mistress would have been happy to see her son ruin her daughter. Maya is strong and has a devout faith, and is the chief priest of the family. In time, she will definitely covet the throne of the mistress. But now it is on the surface, and

Not in Black Rock City, she couldn't sit back and watch her children fight together, weakening the already pitifully small fighting force.

"You idiots can't figure out the family's situation? I don't want any more fighting! We must...respect and love each other." There are more than ten words in the dark elf language that refer to murder, but none of them describe unity.

Yes, the mistress had to borrow the High Elf language. Ophelia was pleased to see that her son was still in awe of her. The male dark elf lowered his hands and changed into a respectful posture. "You are tired too, go back and rest, son.

."The mistress used a mother's tone, and the mage bowed again.

"It's just a male..." Maya blushed, as if despising the gender of her blood relatives was not enough, she added: "A sacrifice from her ex."

Ophelia grabbed Maya's collar and pulled her in front of her. The two were so close that they could feel each other's breath. "We no longer have gods, but men still have magic. You'd better

Don't forget!" Ophelia stared at her daughter until she lowered her eyelids and then let go of her clasped hands.

The matron was once the high-ranking priest of Lolth, and the Spider Queen responded to her requests, but now that the fourth family has lost the favor of God, it doesn't matter whether it is pious or not. Matron Ophelia lived for four hundred years.

She has seen too many things. If she had not taken precautions, most members of the family would not have survived the joint attack by the second family and several other small families. The mistress took her big family and fled to the surface. She firmly believed that she could survive

The glory of the past can be found here.

Maya swallowed her saliva and struggled to restrain her murderous intent. She almost pulled out the serrated dagger hidden in her leather boots. But she was not sure if her sisters would support her if she killed the mistress on the spot. Besides, there were

The existence of Zach cannot be frightened by the mage with brute force. 'Damn it, this boy should have been sacrificed when he was born, if that stupid woman hadn't stopped him...'

Zach ignored the commotion behind him. He had no interest in women's struggle for power. He never liked them anyway. Zach found his house in the dirty camp. He opened the door curtain and saw Ayton Wakendu.

Ace was sitting on his comfortable lounge chair, the wine glass in his hand floating out of the unique sweetness of mushroom wine, which the mage rescued from the underdark.

"You're late, mage." Martial Arts Commander Ayton put his feet on the edge of the table, very close to a book with a blue cover.

Zach ignored the martial arts master's question and went straight over to pick up the spell book. After repeatedly confirming that there were no footprints, he put it back on the bookshelf. After doing this, he sat on the round stool opposite Ayton. He was hiding in the corner of the room.

The servant quickly ran out and poured him a glass of wine. The human girl lowered her head, and her left cheek was a little red and swollen. The mage stared at Ayton with sharp eyes.

"Don't worry, I'm not interested in your pets. Don't you think they look like monkeys on the surface?" Ayton explained. The martial arts master was more than twice as strong as the mage, but he still retracted his legs under Zach's gaze.

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"Tell me, what do you do for a living? Martial Arts Commander." Zach raised his wine glass and took a sip.

"Stop pretending to be confused. How's that going? Hehehe..." the martial arts master winked.

"..." Surprised by Ayton's frankness, the mage was speechless for a moment.

"What are you afraid of? I've tried it, but none of the humans here can understand our language." The martial arts commander glanced at the slave standing behind Zach. The girl lowered her head in horror: "As for those priests, they will only complain to death.

Taiyang, because of being abandoned by Rose, feels sorry for himself all day long. However, the mistress is an exception."

"But she is only one person, and we have strength in numbers. The male warriors in the family have long been fed up with this group of women, and they are all willing to join the group." Ayton said happily.

"Everyone, are you sure?" The mage raised an eyebrow.

"Of course!" Ayton said decisively, his eyes fixed on the remaining half bottle of wine.

The martial arts commander took away the precious wine and walked briskly. Zach was left alone in a chair in a daze. 'If Harchinet hadn't died in Black Rock City, where would the martial arts commander's position be for this idiot mercenary?' The mage head

It started to hurt again, and a pair of warm hands put on his shoulders, gently massaging his tight neck muscles. Zach indulged himself for a few minutes and said, "Thank you, Molly, go back and rest." The mage

Speaking in imperial language, he pointed to the food on the plate on the table: "Take these bread and bear meat and eat them with your brother."

The girl left the house holding a bag of things. "It smells so good. It seems that my weak brother has fed her food again. First he is a martial arts master, and then he is a human slave. What is the conspiracy of the male mage who thinks he is smart?"

Verna Nashasbanon, who was hiding from the scorching sun in the shadow of a boulder behind the house, was satisfied with the sense of accomplishment of peeking into the private parts. Her beautiful little head tilted to one side, and the youngest daughter of the fourth family was thinking about how to use this discovery to...

Get the maximum benefit for her.

It was really not easy for Christina to resist the thought of letting the horse run. She could feel the eager gaze from Hank. Although the young man showed his admiration in a polite manner, which was in line with the manners a nobleman should have.

But it still made the elf very uncomfortable.

Hank is a tall and strong young man. If it weren't for his freckles and weedy brown hair, he could almost be called handsome. He is the youngest son of a local lord. His two older brothers have already inherited the family positions and are in the military.

His brothers were heroes, and his younger brother was not far behind. After the greenskin rebellion, he led his family's private soldiers to defend the fiefdom, and had several battles with the greenskins. The lord's army was the only support Walker could find. Other regular legions because

The greenskins were extremely active, and they all fell into a situation where they had no time to take care of themselves.

The elf woman was very grateful to this little nobleman who stepped forward, if only he could be less attentive. Hank's youthful, simple and undisguised enthusiasm had already made Emily see enough of the excitement. When they were camping that day, Christie

Na claimed that she wanted to "take a walk" nearby, and Hank jumped out to escort her. The elf declined repeatedly, and the young noble insisted repeatedly. This display of gentlemanly spirit was interrupted by the female mage who couldn't stand it. Emily laughed a few times,

He took the elf's arm and kept the boy and his red face where they were. The soldiers on the side finally couldn't help laughing loudly, and the crowd's booing made Hank's face even redder.

In the past, the two girls often made appointments like this to go for "walks". At that time, Leon was still alive, and they were friends, very good friends.

Although the elf stiffened her arms and tightened her waist, which made the wizard unhappy, she still decided to act like an older woman. Interestingly, when they first met, both the wizard and the knight could only be regarded as little girls. The elder

The girl spoke: "It feels like it's back to before, huh?" Emily turned to face the elf, "You and I walked into the woods together to avoid the sight of men."

Unexpectedly, Christina smiled. Emily was deeply encouraged. She pushed the elf forward playfully: "Hurry up, are you afraid that I will hear you pee?" She watched the elf swaying in the wind.

His posture suddenly stiffened, and the mage felt a malicious pleasure. "You're still so pure."

The knight hid behind a tree and took off the armed belt from her waist. She placed the belt on the grass. 'Flint is not suitable for running quickly, so I let him stay in the camp.' The elf unbuttoned his tights.'

The fat mage and Jack went back to the capital to report. Only Emily was left to accompany me. Christina knelt down and said, "Can you...can you go a little further?"

The atmosphere on the next day became tense because of the scout's report. The militia riders returned to the main force and brought the movements of the greenskins. A captive team escorted by hundreds of greenskins was coming from the other direction. If the greenskins

If we go to Pana Canyon, we will collide head-on soon.

Hank was gearing up, but Christina didn't think so. Their small force, including the private soldiers of the lord's family, was only in their early 300s. After discussion, the two decided to lay an ambush on the green skin's only path. Perfect.

The plan is impeccable, if the elf is surrounded by professional soldiers.

The orc smashed the big stick, and the knight took the blow, pushed out the shield with his backhand, and knocked away the green-skinned hands. The elf pierced the orc's leather armor with a sword, and stabbed into the abdomen. Christina withdrew the weapon, leaving

The opponent was waiting for death on the spot. The elf woman looked up and looked around. The battlefield was in chaos. Humans, orcs, and goblins were all minding their own business and attacking the nearest target.

"It's all the fault of that restless militia archer, he's so young, not even fourteen years old!" Christina cleared her throat and wanted to give orders. She tried several times, but was met with curses and shouts from others.

The screams were drowned out. 'What kind of soldiers does this idiot little nobleman bring!' The elf raised his visor and tried to search, and saw that the "idiot little nobleman" and a militiaman were resisting the attacks of several orcs back to back. The knight adjusted

He took a breath and said, 'I have to save him.'

"Cortana, cover me!" She heard the mage's cry and changed direction. The knight rushed over with his shield raised, knocking down the goblins who were about to swarm him. "Are you okay?" The knight blocked the mage behind him and waved out

With one sword strike, he drove back the orcs in front of him.

"Get out of the way!" The elf quickly stepped aside, and the female mage suddenly raised her hands, with her two thumbs together and her other fingers spread out to both sides. The greenskins realized what was happening, howling and sprinting, trying to finish the spell.

Before ending the mage's life.

Emily's eyes widened and she blurted out a spell. The hot energy immediately engulfed the charging greenskins, and the flames sprayed out in a fan shape, and no one within five feet was spared.

Without waiting for the elf to sigh, the mage took out new spell-casting materials from the bag on her waist. She raised her right hand, and the sand slipped down her fingertips. The spell was also recited very fast, and the knight only heard the last words: "...

Klenaway." The mage drew an arc forward with his slender fingers. Many of the greenskins who resisted fell instantly. The soldiers approached the prison car outside. The human prisoners screamed excitedly, and the situation was reversed.

"So strong! Much more powerful than a few years ago." The high elf was deeply inspired. She turned the hilt of her sword and wanted to join the attacking team.

"Cortana, I need your protection." The mage's calm voice stopped the eager elf. "Just like before." Christina didn't need to look, but she knew that Emily was blinking playfully again. She raised her shield.

, the whizzing crossbow arrow hit the shield and was nailed to it: "Yes, just like before." The elf woman repeated in a low voice.

"The knight is the shield, the mage is the spear, the warrior...the warrior is gone." Christina bit her lip, "Love, so do I have to monopolize it?" She tasted blood.

Notes: 1. The parts in quotation marks in the text refer to the inner activities of the characters.

2. Dark elves are a race that lives in the underworld, that is, the underground world. They believe in Lolth (also known as the Spider Queen). The dark elves society is a matriarchal society. Only women can serve as priests of the Spider Queen, and men have low status.

For women. The city of the dark elves is jointly ruled by several large families. They fight against each other endlessly, and the losing party will be completely destroyed.

3. The snake-headed whip is a living weapon composed of several poisonous snakes attached to it. It is a symbol of the identity of the Spider Queen's priest.

4. Emily cast two spells, "Burning Hands" and "Sleep" respectively. They are not high-level magics, but in melee situations, fireball and lightning spells that can be fired and left alone will cause serious accidental injuries.
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