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Nalumbia is located in the Black Abyss Canyon in the southwestern part of the mainland. The canyon is densely covered with tall trees and perennial miasma.As the base camp of the dark world, this city ruled by dark elves is in line with people's imagination of the dark world.There is not enough light in the canyon, replaced by the light intersected by magic crystals and torches.

The bell struck five times.For most Nalumbians, the only difference between night and day is the length of the bells.Of course, the so-called night, when the fluorescence from the magic crystals in the aristocratic area and the torches in the civilian area are extinguished, the night is indeed darker than the day.

Idni raised her head, at the end of her light brown eyes, which belonged to humans, the fluorescent lights on the huge stone clock tower had lit up the fifth one, which meant that her time was running out.However, she is still unable to move an inch in this room full of magic traps.Idni withdrew her gaze, time was tight, she didn't have extra time to be sad about other things, if she was found, she had no doubt that there would be another stripped corpse in the warning area downstairs.

The white palm drew a semicircle, and Idni recited the spell, concentrating on feeling the trajectory of the elemental particles in the air.This is not an easy task. The elemental particles in the air are very complex, and there are many magic traps in this room. It is a test of patience and meticulousness to identify and select one's own target from among them.And if there is a slight mistake, I will become the center of the magic trap, and I will die without a whole body.

"YOE-" Ideni frowned a little bit, this single section means flame, and the more active flame elements around it also proves this point.Immediately afterwards, "Kest" representing the storm, Idni took a shallow breath, a chain trap of the fire storm.When the flame rises, it will trigger the storm spell, and the wind element will activate the already lively fire element.Idni couldn't imagine the consequences if she touched this trap.With mithril on her fingers, she began to trace broken spells in the air.

The first letter was "Iiz", she wrote fast and steadily, the words glowed faintly in the air, and the mithril was held up by the elements, staying firmly in mid-air.Idni didn't stop, she quickly wrote down the remaining few characters.When the characters formed a complete meaning, the spell began to take effect, powerfully directing the idle particles in the air, driving them to form a small whirlwind with an icy aura.

After a shallow, glass-shattering sound, Idni breathed a sigh of relief, and the trap was broken, which meant that her goal was close at hand.

The display cabinet is full of scrolls, as the personal collection of the great mage of the Dark Academy, no matter which item is there, it has great power.This is the information that Idni obtained after spending a lot of money. She stared at the pile of scrolls on the left side of the table. According to the information she bought, it contained Archmage Roda Leon's favorite scrolls of summoning.The master of information is an intern mage who helps the archmage take care of his life.Unlike the Platinum Tower with a clear contract, this level of buying and selling information is allowed in the Dark Academy, as long as you can ensure that you can bear the various possible consequences of buying and selling information.

Edney took a step forward.A circle of white mist suddenly appeared under her feet, and then, sirens, tracking skills, and small whirlwind skills rushed towards Idni.

"Damn it!" Idni didn't have time to think, she randomly grabbed a summoning scroll, and with the other hand, she crushed the sapphire on her chest.The moment the gemstone shattered, the teleportation technique engraved inside played a role.Idni's figure was strangely distorted, and she disappeared into the room in just one breath.

At the same time, a faint blue light flashed, and two dark elves appeared in the room.Roda Leon was tall and slender, wearing a black and blue mage robe, which was embroidered with magic patterns with mithril and silver thread. With his movements, the robe shone with a water-like luster, looking very luxurious.In fact, if someone with no eyes stares at him closely, the magic pattern on the robe will activate, dragging him into the abyss of nightmare.

"Is there something missing?" It was another dark elf who spoke. His long silver hair was tied up, he was wearing a soft leather armor, and there were two long swords hanging from his waist. This was a two-handed swordsman.He was obviously very familiar with Roda Leon, and he didn't take it seriously when he saw the violent emotion beating on the archmage's face.Even when he saw the mess in the room, he whistled with great interest.

"The summoning scroll is missing one." Roda Leon quickly counted his losses, his arrogant elf face was very gloomy, "It actually stole from my head, it seems that I am really serious about my scroll. The students are too lenient."

"But you can't do anything about it." Another dark elf interfaced, and shrugged his shoulders. "During the trial, as long as the students have a way, they can take away anything from the instructor. This is recognized by the academy. You know, every time Trials always result in many gifted children returning to the embrace of the goddess. As a supervisor, I don't want a gifted child to die at the hands of his mentor before he leaves Nalumbia."

"If she is really talented, then she shouldn't be caught by me." Roda Leon gave a sullen smile, and he stretched out his fingers to grab from the void.He grabbed out a small green eye with a tail. The small eye seemed to be a little confused. It looked around, and then wrapped its tail around Roda Leon's arm, making a creaking sound.

"This is a little toy my student gave me. I hope it can function normally." Roda Leon explained to the supervisor, then clenched his little eyes tightly, and lifted it up to his eyes, viciously Said: "Now! Tell me who the thief is! Or I'll crush you!"

The masters of Nalumbia are dark elves, but at the same time, many tieflings are also mixed in the city.These mixed-race children of different races have been discriminated against for many generations, not recognized by the race, and have been expelled and exiled all year round.Only Nalumbia, the headquarters of this dark world, with its characteristics of hiding evil and embracing all darkness, also tolerated these unwelcome mixed races.Even though a large number of tieflings died in various incidents in Nalumbia every year, tieflings still came here in an endless stream.

Old John, the owner of the "Honey and Wine" bar, was a tiefling.He came to Nalumbia through hardships when he was young, and with his flexible mind and eloquence, he got a place in this bar.Later, he beheaded the former owner, became the owner of the bar himself, and made the poor guy's skull into a candlestick and placed it on the bar.Since there are already several candlesticks like this on the bar, Old John has no doubt that this may include the previous bar owner, and perhaps the previous previous owner.

All in all, "Honey and Wine" is such a good place with a long history and long-lasting prosperity.In addition to tieflings, occasionally young dark elves come here together.Of course, more guests will be tightly wrapped and cover themselves with hoods so that you can't tell his race at all.

At this time, the old tiefling raised his cloudy eyes, and the lighthouse in the distance had already lit up seven magic crystals, which was a good time for the bar to start gathering guests.But Old John no longer had the drive he had when he was young. He wiped the countertop feebly, then lay down on the table and did not move.As a tiefling of Argonian-human hybrid, Old John has the unique laziness of reptiles. He seems to be sleeping forever, or maybe he is always waiting for his prey.

The wooden door was pushed open with a heavy sound, and Old John raised his eyes.A person in a black robe came in. Her footsteps were brisk and her figure was not tall enough to tell her gender.Heipao was obviously very familiar with this bar, she walked up to Old John without hesitation, and said in a low voice, "It seems that I'm not too late."

"Of course, it's just the time for business." Old John's nictitating membrane blinked quickly, and he poured a glass of barley wine and sent it forward. Dark elves don't like such unrefined alcohol, but the bar's Other races don't care much about the taste of wine "Looks like you're doing well."

The man in black stretched out his white hand and held the wine glass.Nalumbia lacks sunlight, and everyone here will look very fair.The man in black didn't drink, and a low laugh came from under the black robe: "It's a good life, but you are not as comfortable as uncle. Eredar obviously made you a lot of money, didn't you?"

Even though the skin bestowed by the Argonians didn't show any blush, the old tiefling felt uncomfortable for a moment. He smiled a few times in a concealed manner, lowered his voice, and said, "That's the youngest daughter of the Ninth Family—you Your uncle is nothing more than a poor old tiefling, you know." He spread his hands, tears streaming down his scaly face "Narumbia is the city of the dark elves. My dear, this is a city of dark elves." A city of elves. Poor old tiefling will not offend the youngest daughter of the Ninth House."

"The tears of the Argonians..." The man in black raised a finger and shook it at Old John, she turned her head to look at the stone clock in the distance, and said impatiently: "Don't go around in circles. Old John, Ereda is no longer the youngest daughter of the Ninth Family. She has failed." After speaking, she threw a black cloth bag to Old John.

As an experienced hand, Old John knew what was inside when he heard the dull sound of the black cloth bag hitting the wooden table.But he still opened it curiously and took a look. Of course, there was a head inside, the head of a young female dark elf. Her long silver hair was roughly cut short, but the face of the dark elf was not damaged.Old John knew her, and was in charge of the youngest daughter of the ninth family among the ten families in Nalumbia.He didn't know how such a noble dark elf would choose to mix with a human.For a while, she and the man in black went to his tavern to drink every day.At that time, they were as good as one person...

This is Nalumbia, betrayal is always there, and killing is always there.

The old tiefling seemed to sigh with emotion, and then swiftly threw his head under the counter.Such an important thing is always useful, and the old tiefling would never let go of any opportunity to make money.He looked up at the black-robed man in front of him. He was breathing steadily, walking steadily, and showed no signs of injury, which indicated that the man had the potential to be a good cargo.Old John rubbed his hands, blinking his nictitating membrane quickly: "Okay, alright, although I feel very sorry for the breakdown of your friendship. Since the deceased is gone, the one who survived certainly has the right to live a better life." Good." Old John fumbled under the counter, and finally took out a roll of parchment: "I think you will need this, dear. This is the secret entrance marked by the Thieves Guild in Nalumbia. You can go through It left Nalumbia without anyone noticing. I can be your introducer—for a hundred gold coins."

"Isn't Ereda's head worth a hundred gold coins?" The brown eyes of the man in black seemed to be shining in the dark, and she let out a sneer: "Or, Old John, the informant, violated professional ethics and sent the informant It's not that important that information informs other people's actions."

"Okay, okay." Old John raised his hands as if surrendering, expressing a compromise, he muttered, "This is really a big loss, my dear. You know, a dead member of the Ninth Family Daughter is not that valuable..."

The man in black ignored Old John, she grabbed the parchment in Old John's hand, and quickly left the bar.

The author has something to say:

alright!Opening the Western Fantasy that was so cold that it exploded, hahahaha, embarrassing laugh...

It should be possible to update daily within a month (after all, it is good to have a manuscript and an outline)