The Dragon Princess Who Traveled Through Another World

The leaders of the alliance are in a meeting, do you want to go and have a look? The gray dwarf leading the way invited Charlie.

Charlie originally wanted to ask, Can I really go?, but after thinking about it, he kidnapped these sacrifices who were out of the house from various places in Drow, and when the Dongchuang incident happened, all ethnic groups hurriedly sent people to chase them.

All the way here, it is not easy for everyone to organize such a Tongmenghui like the Caotai team.

Charlie raised a bright smile: That's really an honor!

Hey, it's nothing. Everyone can go and listen. Those who are qualified to speak are big men. You may be able to speak with this dragon clan. We don't have allies of dragons here.

It's you... this appearance may be a bit troublesome, can you cover it up?

Charlie smiled and said, It's easier to go wrong that way! Don't worry! My companions will protect me~

After speaking, he blinked at Artemisia, the 'drow' version of the silver dragon princess behind him.

Even though there was still a long way to go from Spider City, the so-called allied army didn't even dare to set up a tent, considering the crazy god of the drows, and no less than a hundred people sat around a pile of glowing mushrooms.

Of course, it's impossible for those who come to Zall to kick the restaurant to be more than a hundred good.

But those who are qualified to sit here and have a meeting and talk, should be all of them.

Charlie followed the gray dwarves and sat on the outermost edge. They didn't attract attention, because a centaur was arguing fiercely with a shining 'light ball' at the moment.

what is that?

Fairy. His Highness whispered.

As for the Encyclopedia of Wisdom Races made by Charlie, Alphonse Stein knows that there are no goblin citizens in Utopia, so Charlie has never seen this race so far.

...Unbelievable... Charlie sighed in a low voice as he looked at the goblin, which was only the size of a fist but lit up like a light bulb.

Who would have imagined that a magic bottle made of such a small thing can achieve the effect of exploding a mushroom cloud...

Sure enough, lethality has nothing to do with body size.

Yeah! I'm so mad! Why can't you understand me, you stupid horse!

The centaur was so angry that its hooves almost dug a hole half a meter deep in the ground.

Charlie: ...

Although she has never dealt with centaurs, orcs are very taboo about this, right?

For example, now you call a centaur a horse... It's the same as calling an intelligent race with highly developed intelligence a beast.

What prevented the centaur from going mad on the spot was probably because they were afraid that the goblins would throw out a magic bottle that they didn't even know what it was.

What are they arguing about? Charlie whispered to the duergar.

Oh... well, I was arguing before I left, but it's not with a centaur, but with representatives of goblins and dwarves... ah, such little goblins can beep too... buzzing like flies , making people's brain hurt.

The goblins say that the coalition forces are still not strong enough.

They said that unless they can find more military support, they will die, because the spider queen's divine power has been purified, and she swallowed most of the dark elf followers of Eilistraee, and this festival will also be unprecedentedly grand... …for many reasons, you know these tiny little ones are as bold as they are big.

After speaking, the dwarf gestured with his little finger.

Charlie looked at the gray dwarf who stood up a certain distance from his shoulder: ...

Putting away the 500-word complaints in his heart, Charlie lowered his body and whispered in the gray dwarf's ear: Well... what if you count illithids?

The gray dwarf shuddered when he heard the word 'ilithid'.

Later, I thought of the lifelike 'crystal specimen' that Charlie took out.

Impossible, hey, it's impossible for illithids to cross thousands of miles just because of a four-bearded illithid, and go to war with drow. Unless you blow up their masterminds, they won't lose their minds I went to war for such a member.

Just when the gray dwarf said this, thousands of miles away, in the base camp of the illithids.

Countless slaves living in the lowest level of the palace are busy.

They continue to complete the instructions issued by their respective masters.

And their masters kept reporting their progress one by one in the 'chat room' established by the mastermind.

[Delineated, the location of the lost individual. 】

[Please report the location of the missing individual. 】

A map of the dungeon was projected in the chat room, and after being continuously enlarged, the locations marked by red dots were displayed in front of all the individuals connected to the mastermind at the same time.

[It has been confirmed that the 'blasphemer' is with the missing individual. 】

[Judging, what is the probability that the drow elves are the mastermind behind the incident for the blasphemer. 】

[All individuals are requested to upload recent drow information...]

【Information collection...】

[Judgement, the probability is 73%. 】

At this time, the main brain soaked in the huge pool of yellow liquid issued an order.

【Attack on Drow Holy City】

...

Charlie should be grateful to the drow who threatened to tie a illithid back for fun, even though her words and subsequent actions have become meaningless behaviors of the loser in the drow family.

However, judging from the results, they really gave Charlie a wave of assists.

Charlie hesitated for a moment, and felt that it was necessary to remind him, It's really possible for them to chase that illithid...

The gray dwarves are listening to the goblin's unilateral KO of the centaur's representative. The BBBB has no full stop. The little mouth is really like a machine gun, and it is mixed with personal attacks, no, horse attacks, viciously letting a group of people attack. Those who eat melons feel sorry for the big centaur brother.

Charlie always talks about illithids, which really makes the gray dwarves a little irritable.

What happened to the drow recently?

Why is it so inflated?

Didn't you just catch an illithid? Even if you caught it, would it change the situation here? I said why is your brain so dull!

The gray dwarf has a really bad temper.

It's easy to get impatient.

However, Charlie mentioned the illithid a few more times unwillingly, and the gray dwarf jumped up and down, even bursting out with a loud voice that didn't match their height.

In an instant, the temporary meeting place fell silent.

The one who was whispering before stopped talking, and even the goblin who was about to spray the centaur to death seemed to be suspended. Before, she kept 'jumping up and down'.

His eyes were like sharp arrows, and he shot at Charlie with a 'swish'.

Then there was deathly silence again.

After seeing the two female drows sitting carelessly on the periphery of the meeting, the representatives of the entire League fell silent.