Arcane Journey

Brian was deeply attracted by Orianna's charm.

Her seductive look made his heart beat faster and his breathing quicken.

He understood Orianna's intention, but did not avoid it. Instead, he greeted her next step with a hint of anticipation.

Orianna finally appeared in Brian's sight. Her appearance was like warm sunshine that illuminated the entire room, giving Brian an extremely comfortable feeling.

The feeling spread throughout his body like an electric current, and he could no longer suppress his inner emotions.

Brian's hands involuntarily reached out to Orianna, firmly holding her shoulders while gently stroking her silky long hair.

His actions undoubtedly gave Orianna great encouragement.

Under the soft light, Orianna's eyes became hazy and blurred.

She was fully present, sharing this affectionate and lingering interaction with Brian.

A demonic fire like a crescent moon quietly rose in the room, its light softly spreading in the room, creating a warm and pink atmosphere.

Under the illumination of the demonic fire, Orianna's white hair sparkled with a subtle luster, like stars in the night sky.

Her body exudes a light pink, elegant and charming, like the purest jade in the world.

And her skin looked even smoother and more delicate under the firelight, as soft as jade, which was amazing.

I do not know how long it has been.

Accompanied by a heavy gasp.

Brian gradually calmed down in the flames of passion, and the turmoil in his heart receded like a tide.

He slowly sat back in his chair and shook his head gently, as if waking up from his intoxication, with a hint of confusion.

However, the joy in his heart was as delicious as fine wine.

Then, Orianna opened her cherry-red lips slightly, and the pink tongue in her mouth swam freely in the sweet ocean like a nimble dolphin.

Brian was so entranced by the scene that he put his finger into her mouth, feeling the wonderful touch.

Finally, Orianna gently raised Brian's hand and guided his eyes to follow her.

The wine slid down her slender neck and gathered on the soft curves of her figure.

This scene was pure and beautiful, like a moving painting, which deeply attracted Brian's attention.

Orianna's service was truly unforgettable.

Her every move and every word is full of temptation and provocation.

After she drank the wine in one gulp, she panted and approached Brian, saying in a charming voice, "Master, are you satisfied with Orianna's service?"

Brian looked at her beautiful face and the marks he left behind, and couldn't help but feel a sense of pride and satisfaction.

"Satisfied, of course I am satisfied." He replied with a smile.

Deep down, I have to admit that sometimes I need a change of taste to stimulate my senses and soul.

Orianna seemed to see what Brian was thinking, and said gently and respectfully: "Master, please take a bath first, the bath water is almost cold."

By the bathtub, the steaming petals and steam are refreshing.

Brian took a look at the marks he left on the delicate face and decided to let Orianna wash her face as well.

"These marks...will make you uncomfortable." He said with concern.

"This is the master's gift. Orianna won't feel uncomfortable. Master, let Orianna help you take a bath." Orianna stretched out her hand and stroked her face, then put her fingers into her mouth and sucked them, then prostrated herself again to salute Brian.

Then, without getting up, she just crawled back into the bathroom.

The bathtub was filled with mist but still hot.

Brian immersed himself in the water and felt a complete relaxation of his body and mind.

His pores opened, releasing all the fatigue in his body.

Brian closed his eyes and enjoyed the peace and comfort of the moment.

Orianna picked up the towel, wet it, twisted it gently, and then rubbed it gently on Brian's solid chest.

Her movements were gentle and seductive, as if testing Brian's bottom line.

Her voice was low and gentle, with a hint of sadness, making the atmosphere ambiguous.

Then, Orianna took the initiative to slide her body slowly into the bathtub.

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The next day, with Orianna's introduction, Brian finally met the mastermind behind the 'Dark Web'.

Just as he expected, this person was the chief wizard of the ancient city of Orens, Haizhuofu, who was also Santila's father.

Haizhuof, the wizard with the highest magical attainments among the drow elves, wears the glorious cloak of the chief wizard - the drow magic cloak.

This is a piece of equipment that contains endless magical power. The many hidden pockets on the cloak are filled with precious magical materials and weapons. It is said that the richness of them far exceeds what most drow wizards see in their lifetime.

His two wands are hung on his belt conspicuously. These two wands are not only tools for him to cast magic, but also symbols of his identity and power.

However, apart from these two wands, no one knows how many deadly weapons and mysterious magical materials he has hidden.

These weapons and materials may have been hidden in a secret pocket of his cloak, or concealed around his body by some special magical means.

The great wizard survived for nearly ten centuries in the treacherous ancient city of Orens.

The thousand years not only witnessed his extraordinary attainments in the field of magic, but also made him gradually become harsh and cold.

His cunning and shrewd tricks are all manifestations of his survival and strength.

Every action he takes is thoughtful and strategic, which makes him unique among the drow.

But only Brian, the time traveler, knows that Heidruf is not just a cold-blooded wizard.

Deep in his heart there is an indescribable loneliness and sadness.

The passage of thousands of years made him feel the impermanence of life and the vicissitudes of the world.

His reputation for evil and cruelty is extremely well-known among the drow, but these are the measures he has to take in order to protect himself and to survive in this world full of betrayal.

Every move he makes is for a better survival and not to be abandoned by this world.

"Please sit down, Mr. Brian. You can speak freely here." Hezhov was sitting on a chair. When he saw Brian come in, he just raised his eyelids slightly. Even his voice was very soft, as if he didn't want to pay any attention to Brian.

Brian didn't care. He sat casually opposite Hezhov and didn't waste any time. He chose to get straight to the point and said, "I'm sure you know the purpose of my coming here. In that case, I don't need much."

"My goal is simple. I want to obtain your magic notes and understand the magic circle that caused the chaos in the Underdark, so as to prevent the disaster from happening. That's all."

Brian looked at the chief wizard of Ancient Orens City with interest, "I wonder if you are willing to give me this magic notebook." (End of this chapter)