The villain just wants to go offline

"what are you up to?"

The Elf Queen watched as Miles headed straight towards the mithril railings of the dungeon. The target was clearly the Ancestor of Blood who was sealed in the crystal.

"What to do? I remember the transaction has been completed."

Miles stood at the door of the mithril-made prison, glanced at the white-haired lolita in the crystal, then turned his head to look back, opened his mouth, and said bitterly: "I kept my promise, I released Al Sha, but being cut off and becoming someone else’s slave has nothing to do with me, I just want to see the items I got from the transaction, is there any problem?”

"No, no, what do you want to do to the Blood Ancestor..."

The Elf Queen, who was about to remind Miles that the Blood Ancestor was a dangerous character, stopped talking when she saw Miles put his hand on the mithril railing.

The mithril railings penetrate into the ground from four directions, just like an iron cage.

In short, this cage has no door.

From the very beginning when the Blood Ancestor was sealed, he had no intention of releasing him.

If you can't kill, you can only be imprisoned forever.

From the Elf Queen's point of view, it doesn't matter much if Miles can't enter the cage or contact the Blood Ancestor.

As for trading?

The sealed cage cannot be moved, it is an ornament that can only be placed in place.

Not really.

If the Elf Queen wants to, she can still move it out, provided she doesn't mind the trouble of moving the things away and then having to work hard to move them out of the monster forest.

The elf queen, who was just relieved, heard the harsh sound of metal in her ears.

as far as the eye can see.

I saw Miles put his hands on the two mithril railings without any expression. He grabbed the mithril railings with his palms and exerted force on his arms.

The sound of metal bending was heard.

"hiss!"

The Elf Queen took a breath and widened her emerald green eyes. What was reflected in her eyes was the scene of Miles bending the mithril railing with his bare hands.

It seems that in Miles's hands, mithril is like plastic, bending as soon as it is bent.

"Is this really possible?"

It is unbelievable. If she had not seen it with her own eyes, the Elf Queen would not have believed that Mithril, known as the "Metal of Gods", was so fragile and could be bent by flesh and blood.

The mithril that sealed the Blood Ancestor did not cut corners.

The purest mithril was bent by Miles, so the weapons and armor made of mithril were as brittle as paper in the hands of this noble boy.

The Elf Queen thought of Miles taking her attack easily.

It seems that one issue has been ignored from the beginning. This young noble...

…very strong! ?

The Elf Queen was unsure.

Not to mention the Elf Queen, even the sealed white-haired Loli felt chills on her back when she saw it. She compared the strength of Mithril with the strength of her own head.

The human opposite could probably smash his head with two slaps.

Before he could react, Miles was standing in front of the Blood Ancestor.

Miles opened a gap in the mithril cage that could be passed through and got in.

Mithril has the strongest hardness and has extremely strong recovery properties. The bent Mithril railings quickly returned to their original state.

Look closer.

Through the crystal, Miles looked at the Ancestor of Blood who had a "big" shape sealed in the crystal. It could be seen that the Ancestor of Blood dodged Miles' eyes with some guilt.

She was so weak now that she really couldn't withstand the devastation of this human being.

"uh-huh……"

Myers lifted her chin and looked at it. The white-haired lolita had silver hair falling down on her shoulders, covering her key parts. Her fleshy round face looked like a Q-version character, and her blood-red eyes had vertical pupils in the middle. People unconsciously think of bats and vampires, with two pointed little tiger teeth exposed.

Looking further down, I noticed that it was smooth and the holy light of the crystal made Miles's vision very blurry.

But when you get closer, you can still see clearly the barren land with nothing on it, not even a blade of grass growing on it.

Being looked at so unscrupulously, the white-haired Loli blushed and glared at this rogue human.

The Blood Ancestor was obviously saying something, but Miles couldn't hear it.

"How can I hear her voice?"

Miles asked the elf queen who was stunned to death. He didn't know how to lip-read, let alone ask something from the ancestor of blood.

"You cannot break the crystal. Once the released Blood Ancestor comes into contact with the magic element in the air and restores its magic power, it will become very dangerous!"

The Elf Queen came to her senses and said without thinking.

She doesn't know why, but she just believes that Miles has the ability to break the magic-blocking crystal, and the hardness of the magic-blocking crystal itself cannot be compared with mithril.

"I didn't ask you this!"

Seeing Miles move her hands, she was afraid that another slap would make her, a thousand-year-old man, wake up, and she answered Miles's question sincerely.

"The magic-blocking crystal only has the function of hindering transmission. As long as you touch the magic-blocking crystal with your hand, you can hear the sound inside with the medium."

"So how did you manage to bend mithril!"

All the elf queens couldn't help but asked curiously like a little girl.

This time Miles answered the question in an unexpected way: "Just touch it with your hand, is it that simple?"

Miles, who still thought about what to do, immediately put crystals on his hands, so that he was not afraid of the Elf Queen lying to him. After all, it was not good for both parties.

Under the expectant gaze of the white-haired loli.

The moment Miles' palm touched him, his whole body seemed to be electrocuted.

"Hey, can you hear me? Say a few words to me!"

A sound of surprise like a barrage of cannons was immediately heard in my ears. Once the cannons were fired, they couldn't stop at all.

"One hundred years, a whole hundred years, finally I can find someone to talk to me. Do you know how much torture one hundred years is to a lonely beautiful girl?"

"Don't you want to know how to leave?"

"Want to kill someone?"

"Aiden Horuk is the traitor. I have the impression that he learned dark magic from the Necromancer in the Demon Clan. Originally, after the Necromancer was defeated, the Demon King wanted to kill him and let him be reincarnated into the Demon Clan. The person who inherited the necromancer’s original position in the Demon King’s army ran away midway.”

"It would be too easy to kill him!"

"Please beg me, and I will tell you how to kill him. I can even teach you a lot of lost magic, make you stronger, and even make you immortal like me!"

"Please beg me! Please beg me!"

A series of girlish voices made Miles couldn't help but block his ears, but he found that the sounds seemed to be transmitted directly into his mind.

"Of course, it's not without any cost!"

"But the price is quite low. All it takes is a little bit of 'blood'!"

"You can't help if you're hungry, and you can't bear to see such a cute girl starving for a hundred years, making the child's hair turn white."

"It's too awful!"

"..."

Miles wanted to pull his hand back in annoyance, but he couldn't pull it back as if there was a suction force. After listening, he felt like there were countless flies flying around his ears.

To sum it up.

Miles simplified the self-proclaimed words of the Blood Ancestor, and the image of the old beggar holding five or six secret books seemed to appear in front of his eyes. It was as simple and clear as asking:

"...Young man, do you want to buy it?"