Lord of Spells from Faerûn

Satao seemed to be quite familiar here. When the two male drow guarding the city saw it was him, they waved their hands and let him go without checking.

Imrik walked on the street with his head lowered, using the corner of his eye to observe the situation inside the city of drow. Apart from free people, there were female drow and their companions everywhere on the street. slave.

The black-skinned elves were all dressed in revealing clothes, basically equivalent to naked female elves. Each of them had a chain in their hand, tied to a strong and powerful muscular man wearing only briefs (usually these were half-orcs. ), or a beautiful boy (usually a male drow) who is delicate and delicate in appearance.

These male drow slaves look indistinguishable from male to female, with skin like black pearls and attractive and delicate facial features, with a blasphemous sacred beauty.

"Is it a matriarchal clan?" Imrik looked at those arrogant and domineering female drow who even behaved ridiculously like flirting with their slaves in the street.

Sattva seems to be accustomed to it, and he has no psychological fluctuations in everything around him. In fact, with his handsome face and strong warrior figure, he may have been a member of these miserable fellows who were chained.

Imrik hid his face under the black robe a little deeper. He didn't want to attract the attention of any female satyr, causing his infiltration plan to fail. According to his assumption, even if he had to sacrifice the hue of the simulacrum, at least he would She must be a noblewoman from the first noble family.

The so-called first noble usually refers to the most powerful family in a drow city. The person in power of the drow is the matron of each family. The matron of the first family in each city is usually The most powerful being in this city, otherwise, he would not be able to secure his position as ruler in an environment of intrigue and intrigue.

Normally, a matron will give birth to a large number of daughters, and they will compete with each other. The daughter who wins in the end will find a way to betray the matron, imprison the previous ruler, and ascend to the throne. Basically, there is no matron who dies and abdicates in a drow city. Either he will be permanently ruled by divine grace and immortal elects, or he will be fired from his post in advance by a dutiful daughter.

Iredelin City is a very special existence even among drow cities. Compared with other cities’ blind faith in the goddess Rose, Iredelin City also has a strong belief in the ancient god of ooze monsters. The Eye of Ghaunadaur, and the worship of Velen, the Masked Lord, the male drow god.

The former is because, in addition to a few male drow who believe in Ghaunadaur, Eredelin City also has a large number of ooze monsters, which are distributed in the city's sewers and provide a lot of faith to Ghaunadaur.

The latter is because there is a rare and powerful male drow in this city, a near-legendary archmage. He is a staunch ally and consultation object of the First Matron. Therefore, high-level male drow are here. The number and welfare here are far superior to other drow cities (of course this does not affect the good-looking low-level male drow becoming slaves).

To put it simply, the fact that these two gods have a certain base of believers in Eredlin City means that the dominance of traditional female drow is not absolute here.

"This is the Colosseum in Eredlin City. Slaves or ambitious people who want to stand out in front of the nobles will participate in brutal duels here. Some strong warriors can survive and get powerful families. The recognition of the nobles, most of them just died on the spot."

The target of Sadao's mission this time was the administrator of the Colosseum. He took Imrik to an extremely huge and magnificent circular building. This building was surrounded by huge high walls, and there were surrounding structures inside the walls. A full circle of seats on high steps.

In the center of the building is a beast-fighting area divided into separate fighting cages. In each area, two players engage in a brutal duel to the death.

The manager of the Colosseum is a male tiefling, and behind him are two thick stone barbarian blind bodyguards.

"Leo Di, is it still the same mission? Escorting the caravan?" Satao asked the manager after entering the office of the Colosseum.

The tiefling shook his head and said enthusiastically: "We can be considered old friends, Satta. In the past few years, you have completed the tasks I have given you very well."

"Now, I think it's time for you to take on greater responsibilities." A glimmer of light flashed in Tieflin's eyes.

"Recently, the slave consumption in the Colosseum has been serious. I need you to go to the ground and grab three slaves for me. These big bosses in the underground have not been able to arouse the enthusiasm of the audience at all recently!"

Satao's face stiffened after hearing this. He lowered his head and didn't know what he was thinking. He didn't speak for a long time.

The tiefling looked at Satta's appearance, frowned and said, "What? You don't want to? The reward is five times what you usually pay for escorting a caravan!"

The half-orc warlock Rift Okayi lowered his head behind Imrik and took a breath of air, and whispered: "It's over, the boss will definitely not accept it."

Imrik squinted his eyes and watched the development of the matter. Sure enough, Sadao raised her head and stammered to the tiefling: "Slave business. I don't want to get involved."

There was a flash of pain in Satao's eyes. The three people in his team were all slaves who suffered from pain. This was an absolute taboo in his heart.

The tiefling's face turned cold, and he snorted and said: "You really don't know how to appreciate others, Satta, do you still want to be conscientious in the Underdark? Well, let me tell you, since you don't want to catch slaves for me, From now on, don’t even think about accepting employment from me, or even anywhere in the Colosseum!”

The tiefling looked at Sartre up and down and said in a subtle tone: "Or, will you enter the Colosseum by yourself? The participation of the famous dark blade Sartre in the duel will definitely cause a sensation."

The drow had a painful expression on his face. He knew in his heart that if he was blocked by Leodi, his adventure team would be unable to move forward in the city of Eredelin, and their livelihood would be in question.

The tiefling continued to say in a frivolous tone: "Don't say it, this is really a good idea. Not only can you get a large amount of gold coins by participating in the Colosseum, but if you perform well and are recognized by the ladies of several major families, That’s really developed!”

The tiefling said in a seductive tone: "How about it? Why not take a gamble? With your strength, as long as you are careful, you will definitely stand out among that group of trash and get the recognition of the female drow nobles."

Imrik's eyes lit up as he listened. What bothered him the most was how to get in touch with the ruling class here so that he could know more inside information about Eredelin City.

The left and right are just simulacra, and they will die when they die. There are no restrictions on casting materials and they don't even cost a penny. Participating in this Colosseum is an excellent opportunity for him.

So he opened his mouth and said to the hesitant Satao: "I think this is a good opportunity. I also want to join. I wonder if there is a 2v2 duel mode here. I can form a team with you."

Sadao looked up at Imrik in surprise, and the tiefling on the side quickly added: "Of course, the Colosseum has three major modes, 1v1, 2v2, and a melee mode. You can definitely form a team. .”

Imrik smiled and said: "That's okay, how about Sattva? I plan to participate. If you want to participate, we can form a team."

Sarta's heart was seduced by Imrik's determined performance. Imrik's words expressed that he had "determined to participate in the Colosseum Duel", which further encouraged Sarta's heart.

If he can do it, can I do it too? If a noble lady falls in love with me, maybe I won’t have to live in a life of birth and death, and I will have better conditions to help Rift and No. 46.

With this idea in mind, Satta finally agreed: "I agree to participate, but I have a request."

Tieflin's eyes lit up and he said quickly: "Say, you say, as long as I can do it, I can satisfy you."

Leo Di was so happy that he was very famous in the Colosseum. As an experienced adventurer, it can be said that the three members of the entire adventurer team are very good.

"Advance me the money to attend the Colosseum," said Satta.

Li Oudi was a little hesitant when he heard this. In fact, most of the time they gave the money last, so as to ensure that those unlucky ones who died midway did not need to pay wages.

But the Blade of Darkness is different. Satao's name is worth paying for in advance. Leodi gritted his teeth and said with a pained face: "Okay, I can satisfy you with this."

Then he took out a dimensional bag and handed it to Satta.

Satao took the bag and took a look, weighing the bag in her hands, a trace of hesitation flashed in her eyes.

He turned his head, looked at the crack firmly and said: "I will leave this money to you for safekeeping, crack. If something happens to me, promise me to take good care of No. 46 and live a good life with this money."

The orc's eyes were wet. He was about to say something when Satta stuffed the bag into his hand without any explanation.

No. 46 was still looking at the ground silently, as if everything around him had nothing to do with him. Satao glanced at No. 46 and said casually: "I am just leaving a backup plan. If I succeed, You still have to pay me back the money. You know the situation of No. 46. If no one directs him, he will starve to death standing still."

He looked at Crack seriously and said: "Promise me, Crack, don't give up No. 46."

Crack gritted his teeth and took the money bag. He wiped his wet eyes with his hairy hands, looked at Satao firmly and said: "I promise you, boss, I will wait for your return."

Satao nodded with satisfaction. He was willing to risk his life for his future, but he had to deal with his two companions who depended on each other.

Since he rescued Rift and No. 46, they have been listening to Satao's command for so many years. For Satao, these two teammates are more of a responsibility to him.

Imrik smiled and said: "Don't worry, Satta, believe me, with my help, we will be the champion of the Colosseum."