high castle elves

As an evil city, Nesad City is not as desolate and dead as the imagined underground city. On the contrary, the evil and filthy organizations and activities in the surface city not only exist in this underground city, but are also compared to those on the surface. In the city, it exists in a different look and form.

For example, the three oldest businesses in the world are casinos, killer guilds and women's guilds.

Of course, some weathered places in the Underdark may not be liked by surface creatures, because they are filled with a large number of gentle or strong men. Although there are also women, in most cases, these women do not only provide Apart from the outsiders here, they mainly please some female drow who like same-sex love.

As for killers, not to mention, everyone in the entire city may be a killer. Of course, killers will more often choose to kill their employers.

In view of this situation, if outsiders want to have some fun in this city, the best choice is to go to the casino. Although the casino is still unsafe and may be defrauded out of pocket, it is still safer than the first two. .

After all, losing only money in a drow city can be considered a blessing.

Therefore, this resulted in that in the drow cities in the Dark Region, casinos outperformed the other two industries. Especially in Nesad City, a city where trade with foreigners flourished, large and small casinos All over the city.

Alamir is currently having fun in a casino called "Kefisien".

Kephisn is a Drow language, which means gaining wealth when translated. If you change it to the language of the previous life, you can almost call him Dafa Casino. The name is both tacky and straightforward.

But what is very strange is that few outsiders who enter Kefisien make a fortune, and many lose their fortunes. Moreover, the owner of this casino seems to have a very strong background. This is reflected by a certain drow noble male who has lost all his money and said angrily. You can see it right away.

Cafecion Men is the owner of this casino. His last name is even more tacky than his first name. He is also the second name on Alamere's list - the previous name is already coming. Alamir put a question mark on the road, so he became Alamir's next target.

The reason why there is a question mark is because the first name is a member of another participating team, and there is Dovana, the Flower of Despair, on this list, so Alamir must go to the Spider Feast.

Of course, this does not mean that such a civilian casino owner is easy to kill, because such gangsters in the underworld in drow cities are often more difficult to kill than the heirs of nobles.

Because no one knows who is protecting him and what backhand he is hiding.

After all, it speaks volumes that someone can live so happily in the drow world as a civilian and yet not die.

Of course, Alamir didn't necessarily want to kill him. The reason why he came here was to find out his true identity and to understand only the scales and claws of Gondor's plan.

Is there anything better than a psion to extract a person's secrets?Not to mention, he also has a lust demon who is proficient in charm and is good at figuring out the secrets of all living things.

Well, although the lust demon always has an ascetic face, all the so-called "provocative words" would be more like a cold joke if she didn't have the bonus of her charm.

It has to be said that as a psychic and an expert in gambling, cheating in gambling is not too easy for Alamir.Although the tauren slaves constantly wandering around the casino looked scary, and it was once again stated that there were mages in the shop to detect magic fluctuations, Alamir still won a lot.

And the gambling equipment in the Underdark is also very interesting. In the Underdark, where everyone has superhuman hearing and masters magic skills, gambling equipment such as dice and cards are basically invisible. They use tetrahedrons made from the eyeballs of Los beasts, with different patterns engraved on them. , because Losmon's eyeballs collide silently and are immune to magic below level [-], so it becomes a good gambling tool.

Moreover, the casino here is extremely quiet, and no other sounds can be heard except for low-pitched betting. There is no expectation of a crowded casino with red-eyed gamblers shouting wildly.

The two dice collided silently in the thick calcite dice cup, and the male drow dealer in coquettish clothes silently placed them on the table, and everyone placed their own bets on the table.

A dagger, a bottle of poison... Alamir closed his eyes and pushed the chips in his hand to the gambling table in front of him. When the people around him saw it, they all placed bets in other areas.

It's not because Alamir made a reverse bet and everyone regarded him as a "light", but because he won too much and exceeded a certain "limit" and no one dared to bet with him.

Not to mention the same as him, there are fewer and fewer gamblers at the same table with him. Only three people, two men and one woman, who are obviously of noble origin, are still sitting at this gambling table.

Even so, they were careful not to play like him, but casually threw a few chips into other bets.

Such a huge gamble would definitely attract onlookers if it were on the surface. Although Alamir has never been to a casino on the surface, has he seen many similar film and television works?

But in the Underdark, not only was there no one around to watch, but everyone stayed far away from the table, as if they were afraid of being splashed with blood.

"Is it ready, guest?" The charming male drow dealer's smile was even more charming than his clothes, and Alamir only found it a bit irritating.

Alamir did not answer, but made a gesture, as if the drow nobles were the same, and at the same time smiled at a table of gamblers, who immediately returned the same meaningful smile.

"I follow your instructions." The croupier slowly opened the dice cup with very steady fingers.

A long whip, a spider, and the patterns in the dice cup were completely opposite to what Alamir had bet on.

It seems that the other party has found a way to deal with him, or the previous "compensation" was all pretended by the dealer. Although the reason cannot be considered, the result is the same——

Banker takes all...

In an instant, the entire casino fell silent.

Everyone stared at this table, expecting the scene in their imaginations to appear——

Kill or be killed, no matter whose blood is shed, theirs will be satisfied.

But the imaginary scene did not appear, and Alamir didn't even have any expression. He took the drink that was laced with paralysis poison gracefully and with a smile, then drank it down, stood up, and left the casino without any regrets.

After walking out of the casino, a wine arrow was quietly shot out from Alamir's fingertips, and a faint smell of alcohol spread around his side. He ignored it and continued to walk towards the aristocratic area of ​​the city.

Although it is located in a dangerous area such as the spider web, Alamir walks in it as calmly as if he were walking in the back garden, as if the dangerous place in the eyes of foreigners does not exist in his eyes.

"Three, two, one..." Alarmir counted silently, and when he was about to get out of the spider's web, a crossbow arrow finally came insidiously from the alley behind.

"Haha, as expected -" Alamir flew in with lightning.

After a while, he calmly walked out of the alley, with bugbear corpses behind him.

And just on the left side of the alley entrance, a gorgeous carriage was waiting for him. The goblin coachman looked at him and immediately knelt down.

"Elves who are good at gambling seem to be liked by everyone." Alamir sighed and got directly into the carriage.

The carriage ran extremely smoothly. When the carriage stopped, a beautiful human girl came forward to greet her. Alamir told her to get away with arrogance and disgust.

Not long after, an old male drow dressed like a servant appeared and led him into a gorgeous mansion.

"Welcome, my guest, my friend from the Flower of Farro." Just after entering, a tall and handsome drow saluted Alamire, "I am Kephisn, I would like to express my gratitude to a nobleman like you. Prefer some bets that are more in line with who you are.”

"Of course -" Alamir looked at the more gorgeous gambling equipment and tables in the hall, as well as the "guests" who had just sat at the table with him. At this time, he turned into a guard, guarding several vital parts of the hall.

Alamir looked at the gamblers on the table again, with a smile on his face.

"All together-" Alamir finally understood Gondor's intention, and his heart felt cold.

Because he knows everyone at the gambling table.

Because they were all on the list Gondor had given him.

When Alamir sat down, the gambling began...

But this time the bet is no longer on dice, but on something even crazier...

Since ancient times, what is more crazy than gambling on life?

"I am your opponent in the second game. The day after tomorrow, a spider web master from the fourth family will come out of the Spider Academy and go to the blood wine shop in the city to buy magic items. Whoever kills him first will meet during the Spider Feast. How about the other party surrendering?"

Soon, a drow warrior came over, pointed at the odds of one to four for the fourth family, and said with a smile.

It turns out that this group of drow actually wanted to play a "fake match" in the Spider Feast and gain a lot of wealth by manipulating the odds!

Everyone knows that in the Spider Feast, if any member of any team fails to contribute or the entire team loses, there will be devastating consequences - although the women may survive to accept the punishment, the men almost will Killed on the spot or executed after returning to the family!

Except they can turn over a large fortune, or kill members of rival families during the game.

And these are the chips in this gamble!

The gamblers here are all male drow in the participating teams. In other words, in order to get the last slim chance of survival, they are so crazy that they start "betting on their lives" before the game!

"It's exciting, it's so exciting..." Seeing that he was risking his life without hesitation, and not feeling at all that his behavior was an act of betrayal to the team members, Alamir agreed with a smile.

In this crazy underdark area, if you are not crazy enough, you will be swallowed up by the madness first.

But Alamir is confident.

After all, even if he loses, as long as he is not killed on the spot, the family's "priests" will not dare to touch him.

Not only did the "priests" of the team dare not touch him, but if they were in danger, they would cut off his back and try their best to climb into his "bed."

A good master is so awesome.

Although it was difficult to say whether his "gamble" was a trap set by the Fourth Family's Spider Web Master and the drow opposite him, but compared to them, Alamir had no pressure between life and death.

"Okay!" Alamir nodded lightly.

Soon, someone sent a contract and the contract was signed under the witness of the tavern owner.

It seems that they are not worried about one party breaching the contract, because it is said that those who can violate the contract will be "handled" by the witness of the contract - the tavern owner.

It’s interesting, it’s really interesting. After Alamir signed the contract, he watched other drow sign the contract. After everyone’s contracts were collected, a large amount of wine and food were served, and women of various races were presented as offerings. They chose, and an extremely absurd and debauched banquet began in this gorgeous mansion.

No one here dared to be "too presumptuous", except Alamire - he was enjoying the wine in Nesad City by himself, saying that it was much better than the wine at home.

After a while, the tavern owner, the strong and tall drow elf, announced that the gambling game was over, and everyone disappeared into this gorgeous hall.

Alamir was the last one to leave. He was drunk and sent out by the boss himself, and the old servant personally took him to the gorgeous carriage.

"Help me get it to the car -" As a guest who participated in the gambling game for the first time, Alamir received a large amount of wine given to him by the tavern owner, so he drunkenly asked the old drow to help him get it to the car, and the latter respectfully obeyed. .

Then, after Lao Zhuoer got on the bus, he never got off again.

Because there are six more swords in the car......

"Hello, Kesfern Morn..." Alamir, who had just got into the carriage, regained his clarity and smiled as he looked at the six-armed snake demon who appeared inside the carriage using the flash technique to wield the sword. Put it on his body.

Lao Zhuoer's cloudy eyes shone with light. He looked at the six swords around his body. His body, which had been hunched over, straightened up, exuding a malicious temperament.

"It's your turn to participate in my bet..." Alamir smiled and asked the coachman to drive. The latter waved his whip numbly and skillfully, driving the carriage into the depths of darkness. .

"Psychic!!" Old Moen looked at Alamir and the coachman and noticed something strange.

"Of course, otherwise how would I know that you are the real casino owner..." Alamir smiled and turned the carriage into a dark alley, "Get out of the car...I boss."

At the end of the alley, there were corpses of various creatures. The Desire Demon stood among a group of bugbears with a cold face. Under her drow appearance, she was cleaning her wings out of boredom.

"So that's it. I have to say, Gondor, although I don't know all your plans yet, from this point of view, you are really crazy..." After a while, Alamir Walking out of the alley, he was followed by an old drow, who followed him like a servant, surprising the drow who were looking for him secretly.

Especially after Lao Zhuoer made a gesture to express that there was no danger, they still cautiously stayed away, but did not leave completely.

"My master, your most loyal servant is willing to do anything for you..." Old Zhuoer spat out these words with all his strength, and then knelt down with all his strength.

It seemed that he was fighting against something. Just saying these words and making these actions exhausted his little strength.

"Yeah, let your people go back..." Alamir said to the old drow with a smile.

"Yes..." Lao Zhuoer was covered in sweat and made a gesture.

Soon, the surrounding threats disappeared, and not long after, he boarded the carriage again.

The carriage roared past, passed through the winding alleys, came to the main road, and drove out of the city.

Then the carriage never came back.

"It's really crazy, Gondor, let's make this gamble more interesting..." In Morn's lair outside the city, Alamir looked at the man kneeling on the ground. Various creatures, sitting on the throne of old Moen, stepped on the slumped back of old Drow who was kneeling on the ground, and issued a certain order.

Under the dual effects of spiritual power and contract, even though Old Moen knew in his heart how dangerous it was, he still carried out the order fanatically. As Alamir's foot on his back was released, he turned around and stood up, An order was given.

"Very good, you don't have to die..." Looking at the drow being manipulated at will by the power of the mind, Alamir finally understood that there was a reason why the psion was notorious.

"Yes, my master..." A force caused Old Moen to kiss the tips of Alamir's boots crazily. Alamir was like a young demon sect who occupied a certain bandit stronghold. Like a leader, he smiles evilly and sinisterly.

In the end, I still can't get rid of the character of the young master of the Demon Cult. Looking at the fearful expressions of the drow, goblins and tauren in the cave, especially when the six-armed snake demon killed a tauren and was about to roast it, Alamir felt a little... have no choice.

..........

"Sure enough, you are the leader?" Half a day later, looking at all the turmoil and fighting in the city, Gondor smiled easily on the mage tower.

"How are things going, male!" A clear voice came from the brazier in the house.

"Everything is as you wish, the great flower of Neshad, the future first mistress." The mage's robe swayed slightly and he bowed slightly to the meditation brazier in the room.

"That's good, I will fulfill my promise. After it is completed, you will be the future master of the Spider Tower in Neshad..." The flame of the brazier suddenly burned high, and then Back to normal.

"Everything is as you wish..." The mage raised his head and stared at the flames in a daze.

"In this bet, you and I are both chips. Who will lose first?" The mage murmured softly, and the ancient song gently echoed in his room again.

Dance with the empty-eyed princess!

The Queen's lament is dark joy, so sing!

The King Appears in the Complete End

In His corrupting splendor...

Ancient and strange songs were sung softly. I don’t know if it was an illusion or something. Under the blue flames of the meditation brazier, the black velvet mage robe on the mage’s body slightly reflected light——

There was a strange, faint yellow color coming out.