When he returned, he was an accomplished wizard, and had proven his prowess by simultaneously defeating three wizards from the Academy of Warlocks during a pastime held by the matron of a noble family.

"I let 'her' down once, and this is the price I paid." A long sigh came from the suppressed mask, followed by a low sneer, "But... there won't be a second time.

"

Brian knew full well and didn't answer.

As a reborn person, he knew that the spider wizard's power actually came from his almost crazy loyalty to Rose.

"For us drow elves, openly provoking 'her' will result in death or being transformed into a spider." His whisper slowly became sharper, "If you want to defeat 'her', you can only do it when you belong to 'her'

'In the game, I slowly changed from a chess piece to a real game player.

So, I avoided 'her' scrutiny by pretending to be a true believer. But few people knew that even when I pretended to obey 'her', I was rebelling against 'her' all the time.

I use the power 'she' gave me to deal with 'her'. To do so, I must be very cunning, patient and cautious. This process may take hundreds or thousands of years...but slowly but surely, I

I firmly believe that I can gradually offset 'her' control over the drow race."

"You plan to overthrow 'her' chaos by serving 'her'." Brian said slowly.

"That's right." The spider wizard nodded slightly, "Once the right opportunity comes, I will definitely spare no effort to take action."

"Okay, our chat is over, otherwise it will affect my precious time to serve 'her'." He raised his hand to interrupt what Brian was about to say, and said softly:

"Tell me your purpose. I can help you escape from the city of Ancient Orens, and even open a portal to send you out of the underground world. And as a wizard, I also have the power to make any spellcaster feel...

The magical knowledge of temptation and my lifelong research. So, I am very curious, what kind of equivalent exchange can you bring to me?"

"Not only do I know the news about the 'Rose of Qilashar'." Brian raised his head, met the wizard's smoky gray eyes, and said calmly, "I also know that tomorrow is the 'City Founding Festival' that takes place once in a thousand years in the ancient city of Orens.

',so......"

He smiled slightly and paused appropriately, just to give the other party enough time to think about the 'suspense'.

Silence fell again.

At this moment, the air seemed to be frozen in the closed stone chamber.

There are only eight creepy long legs, eight...
Chapter completed!