fallen devil

Chapter 216, Act 214, Naniya Sibett I
Soon, Karasawa finished handling a bunch of trivial matters and headed to the dungeon of the Tower of Oblivion where Naniya was imprisoned.

This time, he wanted to study carefully whether Naniya was the identity of the Nephalem, and the secret of her ability to move freely in the strong breath of evil.

In a deep, slightly damp dungeon.

There are footsteps approaching.

Naniya pursed her red lips slightly. Facing the fallen Lord who seemed to be stronger, she felt a little nervous.In the past few days, she had been taken care of by the monster normally, but she still didn't give up her plan to escape.

This guy came here at this time, is he finally going to interrogate me?
With a slightly apprehensive mood, Naniya made up her mind that no matter what, she would not reveal the secret.

Seeing the figure in front of him, Tang Ze walked slowly into the dungeon, paying attention to the surrounding environment. The place is very clean, and there is also a flower seat specially prepared for him.

His gaze shifted to the professional prisoner, and Tang Ze's eyes flashed with surprise. He found that Naniya had changed a lot.

From a down-and-out warrior, he became a prisoner of nobles exuding elegance.

It should be said that Naniya herself should have received noble training. The black velvet and white silk outlines the graceful lines. These exquisite, slightly enchanting clothes exude a shimmer, which is incompatible with the simple environment.

After a brief glance, perhaps because of her status as a warrior, Naniya, like the Countess, was very capable.

This was something he hadn't expected at all.

In his impression, even if they were professional assassins, most female warriors had flat chests, big shoulders and thick waists, and were full of strength. It was hard to imagine how a body like a noble lady like Naniya could carry power.

But why is there such a change?After a little thought, you can get the answer.

The countess dressed up Naniya carefully, just guessing his intentions, trying to please him by doing some icing on the cake.Having said that, Tang Ze didn't have that kind of thought about Naniya. At the moment, he was just admiring the countess' articles on Naniya like a work of art.

Moving his gaze upwards, a smear of snow appeared in his vision.

The breasts are full, vaguely transparent, and the snowy neck is covered with ruby ​​attire, adding elegance, the obviously trimmed black hair is very dignified, and the face is fair and ruddy.

Although Naniya's eyes were closed tightly and her expression was indifferent, she did not lose points.

Perhaps this kind of indifference and arrogance can more arouse the desire to conquer?As Tangze thought about it, he felt more and more that the Countess was not using her brain on business matters.

"I can't make a conclusion like this... As a countess, it's normal to be good at makeup."

Speaking of which, Tang Ze hadn't seen a human being for a long time. The depraved Rogue like the countess had a style, and Naniya in front of him made him feel bright.

But that's about it.

After doing so much, these are obviously the countess' handwriting, and the intention is not difficult to guess. Recently, he still values ​​Naniya as a prisoner. As his subordinate, the countess has carefully realized this.

It's just that he didn't know how the Countess persuaded Naniya to do this.

"It seems that you are quite adapted to the current life?"

Facing Naniya in front of him, Tang Ze casually threw a Lv6 [Greedy Power], the improvement of character level and skill level greatly improved his detection ability, and a clear phantom of white paper appeared in front of his eyes , countless messages scrolled on it.

"Mark successfully! Obtain 90% of target information!"

Name: Naniya
Rating: 17
Current Experience Points: Unknown
Occupation: Assassin (Darkness)

* New interpretation: an existence that is slightly weaker than the dark gold boss monster of the same level (weakened dark gold)

Life: 2721/2721
Mana: 982/982
Stamina: 877/877
Power: 207
Agility: 237
Constitution: 172
Energy: 133
Skill tree: [Martial Arts] (average level 14), [shadow training] (average level 3), [power and spiritual power] (average level 2).

Special: [Mark of Torment·Residue], [Mark of Greed·Residue].

After a quick glance, there are many places on her character panel that make Tang Ze doubtful, such as the light black "darkness" note in the occupation column, and the "Torment Mark Residue" and "Greed Mark" in the special column. Remains", the former is due to Andariel, and the latter is his own handwriting, maybe this is the reason why Naniya does not reject the evil breath, or even mutate?

And there were other things he couldn't understand.

In the column of the skill tree, "Martial Art" and "Shadow Training" are the first two branches of the three major skill branches of the assassin profession in Diablo 2. Naniya is obviously a professional martial artist, and she has a little bit of knowledge about shadows. There are assassins who dabble, that's obvious.

But what is "power and spiritual power"?This thing obviously does not belong to the game content of Diablo 2.

Afterwards, Tang Ze immediately recalled that Naniya in front of her seemed to be from the Principality of Westmarch, not a professional from Candulas.

And judging by her attire, she is probably not an ordinary commoner in the Principality of Westmarch, but probably some kind of nobleman.But this made Tang Ze feel contradictory. How can there be a noble lady who is also a professional and travels all the way to the front line of the battle in Kanduras?
All kinds of problems swarmed up, which made Tang Ze have the idea that "things will become complicated as long as they involve human beings".

Many things flashed in his mind, but only a moment passed in reality.

After hearing his very standard Kanduras words, Naniya gritted her silver teeth, chose to remain silent without opening her eyes.

About a second passed.

"Do you want to get out of here?"

Tang Ze calmly uttered non-constructive words. He specially used the language of Westmarch, which seemed to be touched. This time Naniya did not choose to remain silent.

"You have so many secrets that confuse me, Lord of Fallen."

Naniya opened her eyes, her beautiful brown eyes stared closely at Tang Ze's face, her slender eyelashes trembled slightly, "I warn myself not to be blinded by any means of yours, and never to fall into your trap."

The sweet voice became more and more stern, "So, don't waste your efforts in vain."

There is still a sentence hidden in her heart, I am not as fragile and unstable as ordinary people.

These words completely blocked any way for Tang Ze to obtain effective information through clichés, but he didn't care about this at all, his black and yellow eyes slowly sank, emitting a somewhat dangerous light.

"You're smart and valuable."

While evaluating Naniya objectively, he stretched out his index finger, and the fingertips emitted a faint black light.

A light green magic pattern flashed across, and the surrounding evil breath gathered one after another. Under Naniya's slightly surprised eyes, they gathered into a ball of constantly changing liquid at his fingertips.

Countless black thin lines escaped from it and blended back in again.

"But kind of blind, you know—"

Tang Ze watched Naniya's uncertain face, and continued, "I have more than one way to obtain secrets."

(End of this chapter)