high castle elves

"Master, that interesting and delicious mage is here." Just after Alamir had just discussed the next step of action, the desire demon Bai Natrien said expressionlessly.

No, you look so perverted with your expressionless face licking your lips... Alamir looked at the abstinence-type lust demon on his face, and always felt that there was something hidden under her paralyzed face. Some ulterior hobbies.

"Go, go..." Alamir waved his hand and felt a headache.

What comes to Gondor?Who is he looking for?What does he want to do after knowing Barbara's secret? ?

Judging from his previous behavior of planting a magic emblem on Barbara, this man is indeed a real mage, with thoughtful and meticulous thinking. Judging from Barbara's description and the meeting in the cave, Gondor It seemed that he was no longer the brother in Barbara's memory.

In other words, from the beginning, Gondor had a purpose in approaching Barbara! !

Alamir has always been afraid to speculate on every drow with the greatest malice. Judging from Barbara's emotional description, the image of a precocious and ambitious mage emerged in Alamir's mind.

Perhaps he approached Barbara because he was interested in her status as a "sacrifice" and wanted to use this to complete one of his plans.

Well, just like the famous black-robed Raistlin.

In his early years, Raistlin regarded everyone around him as pawns, to be manipulated at will. Even his own brother kept scheming and hated him, and he was not willing to betray his friends and sacrifice his brothers.

Of course, this is just a guess. As for the true purpose of this mage, Alamir doesn't know. All he wants now is to escape safely from this terrible dark place where the sky is dark.

Soon, the message from the Demon of Desire surprised Alamir...

Because he signed another contract with her! !

From the last time the contract was successfully signed, the sensitive and intelligent Gondor knew that the lust demon disguised as a drow priest was a devil from the ninth level of purgatory, but he did not expect that he would dare to come and sign the contract again.

The content of the contract also surprised Alamir.

This time, Gondor used the souls of several drow to sign a contract with the Desire Demon. The content of the contract was not to "buy" his soul back, but to obtain powerful power!

What Gondor desires is a necromancy manual called the Deep Book of the Dead. It is said to come from one of the spell manuals of the Necromancer Masters group under Orcus, one of the demon princes and the demon lord in charge of undead creatures. , the necromancy spells recorded above are powerful and evil, and are better than many necromancy spell books on the main material plane.

And what he traded was the souls of his brothers and sisters!

Another team of the Zovel family was wiped out by the other drow teams that had gathered together on their way back. Now, only the Black Blood of Gondor and the others are left in the Zovil family's seed team. .

Alamir deeply suspected that Gondor had plotted against them, as well as the demons, demons and other teams.

Although he has no evidence.

But several teams were waiting for them on their way back, which was obviously unusual.

Maybe he has already chosen his victim, and if he is attacked by other drow, he may have other follow-up plans.Alamir, who only lamented Barbara's words not to save his life, once again felt that his previous view of him might not be wrong.

Maybe there may be nothing wrong with Gondor as Barbara sees it, but in her own eyes, Gondor is an extremely smart and sinister man, and one of the most pure mages.

You must know that the most powerful means of mages, powerful spells will never be ranked first, wisdom and knowledge are.

This time, the Desire Demon was unable to take advantage of the contract, because in the multiverse, mages are famous for being as cunning as devils. After long discussions and negotiations, they finally signed this contract.

Moreover, the contract paper this time was also provided by Gondor. He would never dare to sign any paper from the hands of the desire demon again - the skin from the back of a drow woman. Judging from the remaining warmth on it, it was probably from The gruesome spoils of that "non-existent" battle just now.

Seeing Gondor's long velvet mage robe trailing on the stone road outside the hotel, his figure slowly disappearing into the dark alley far away from the long street, Alamil stood thoughtfully on the second floor of the hotel.

Judging from the news and pictures coming from the demon downstairs, the mage, who didn't even look upstairs until he left, seems to have regarded them as some disguised lower-world creatures, and Barbara and herself should be these. The slave of the "demon", the contract just made is just a "small transaction", this cautious mage should be testing.

Anyway, the devil came to this city disguised as a drow, and it was definitely not for charity. Regarding the common hatred and hostility towards this city, the Demon Team and the Blood of Black Glory have reached an agreement.

They are all ready to do something to this city...

He was so cautious that even if Alamir's psychic tentacles were fully opened, his thoughts were not detected. It was obvious that he was quite accomplished in mental protection.

This is also expected. If this Gondor could not hide his thoughts, he would have been killed by his sisters and mother after they noticed his thoughts.

Men who can survive in the Underdark and still be entrusted with important responsibilities are obviously not easy ones.

Haha, but what you didn't expect is that these "devils" are slaves, and those who are considered "slaves" are the real masters... Alamir suddenly felt a little happy, which made the desire demon Summoned little devils and devil servants to monitor this mysterious and strange mage.

Next, it’s Flotte’s matter.

He must go to the First Family, but the First Family is full of dangers. Even if he sneaks in, it will be difficult to find out anything in front of the terrifying drow high priest. On the contrary, it is more likely that he will never come back. .

Therefore, Alamir did not plan to go by himself from the beginning, but planned to let the lust demon disguised as a drow priest go.

Anyway, the devil is extremely cunning, and he should be able to escape even from the drow's lair. And if he, a lowly "male", participates in such a "private meeting between women", isn't he seeking death? ?

When the time comes when Flotte wants to kill her because of something unpleasant, what will she do? ?

Therefore, from the beginning, Alamir had no intention of going there himself.

"Just keep those souls..." Looking at the evil and complicated magic circle in the basement of the hotel, the lust demon was bleeding himself. A large amount of magic materials were consumed. Looking at a man with the lust demon An identical drow woman appeared in the center of the magic circle, and Alamir had to admire the cunning of the lust demon and his own "generosity".

"Your 'generosity' makes me want to kiss your toes..." The Demon of Desire said these words of "praise" expressionlessly, and her cold face matched her expressionless expression. Her tone made it feel like she was telling a cold joke among the lower realms.

"Generosity" is indeed a curse word in the lower world, but Alamir is also generous enough, because as slaves, the "income" of the lust demons belongs to their masters, and Alamir handed over the souls of the drow. It was indeed generous to give it to her.

But in order to create a "clone" that is exactly like her, the desire demon almost spent all the "advance payment" this time, and also lost a lot of spell materials...

Very good, old capitalist.

"If you were in the lower world, you must be a great devil." The demon of desire almost emptied his inventory, saying that Alamir's behavior was very "devil"...

Alamir ignored the cynicism of the lust demon. After giving instructions on the key points, he went straight upstairs and knocked on Senior Sister Red Dragon's door anxiously...

Half an hour later, Alamir, with his eyes rolling in circles, was carried out by the red dragon. His face and body were covered with "dragon strawberry marks" like charcoal fire. Then the red dragon smiled like a bad boy who had just succeeded, and hummed. Xiao Tiao, hugged Alamir and disappeared out the door.

Everyone else stayed in the tavern. The minotaur had now completely become Milsi's little brother and beef pad to sharpen his claws. I don't know where Milsi learned the bad habit. There were only a few people who liked to use their claws to scratch the top of the minotaur's head. His hair was almost bald, making Suka Blackhorn bald.

Half an hour later, just as the desire demon controlled his clone named "Trian", sitting on the floating saucer, he went straight into the gate of the first family, and was about to meet her "guest" today, Alami Er also found the "guest" who was about to meet him.

"Long time no see, my friend..." In the bedroom of a drow gem merchant, Alamir smiled and greeted his "acquaintance" who was lying leisurely on the bed and drinking "drinks". Say hello.

"It's a real pleasure to meet you, my friend..." The mind flayer withdrew the tentacle inserted into the brain of a male drow, and a powerful psychic light flashed on its body.

Immediately, there was a flash of intense psychic light, and the mind flayer disappeared.

Snap - There was a dull sound accompanied by the sound of bones breaking, and the Mind Flayer sank into the hard calcite wall. Blue blood came out all over the body of the Mind Flayer. He was pressed into the wall by a powerful force. middle.

"You are -" Zakken, who looked at himself being pushed into the wall by a slender arm, almost turning into a rag bag, seemed to have discovered something, and then a look of horror appeared on his face, and he immediately fell silent.

"It's okay. No matter how much you scream, no one will come to save you..." Alamir slowly approached the Mind Flayer "sticker" on the wall, as if a bully was helpless. like a girl.

"I have a deal here. I wonder if you, Boss Zakken, are interested." The psychic hand stretched out and pulled Zakken's magic pocket over. Alamir smiled while looking at Zakken's belongings. said.

Of course, the greedy dragon is obviously more "professional" when it comes to searching for property. Senior Sister Red Dragon reached out her hand, penetrated Zakken's back, and took out a huge psychic gem... ..

A quarter of an hour later, Alamir hummed a tune and walked with Senior Sister Red Dragon in the darkness of Nesad City.

In a civilian house not far away, the Mind Flayer was stripped naked with only a piece of drow clothing covering his body. His eyes were dull and he looked like he had been spoiled.

"Is His Beloved really so chaotic..." Shaking his head with half of his tentacles left, Zakken had tears streaming down his eyes, expressing the great pain and fear just now, as well as the evil of the other party. His behavior makes him almost lose his mind.

In this room that smelled of barbecue and spices, with half-roasted tentacles still on the ground, and the teeth marks of elves still left, Zakken finally understood how painful the intelligent creatures he had "eaten" were. .

"I have to leave quickly!!" Zakken thought of the other person picking his teeth and saying that he would "see him" after he "recovered". Zakken just wanted to leave the city far away.

Before staying away from this "favorite", Zhaken decided to curb his self-healing ability and prevent his tentacles from growing back.

After all, he didn't want to try it a second time with such pain.