Every full moon night, the drow elves hold a ceremony to offer sacrifices to the Spider Queen, Lolth.

Li Aili didn't know how long ago what Tracy was talking about had happened.

But what if her husband is a drow elf...?

The road was long, but no one spoke for the second half.

After passing through the Black Thorn Forest, Li Aili hadn't walked far when she saw firelight in the distance.

Arthur reached out and grabbed Li Aili's arm. "Those are the traveling merchants who trade with the Drow up ahead."

"He's also the one who threw her into the ground." Arthur glanced at Tracy next to Ellie.

Tracy was stiff all over.

By the light of the mushroom lamp, Li Aili saw that Tracy's body was stiff.

Li Aili's experience in the dwarf village immediately made her understand what was going on.

The 'traditional program' of the underground city—murder for money.

Tracy clutched the blanket draped over her, her body trembling slightly uncontrollably.

He was beaten half to death, stuffed into a sack, and thrown down into a crack in the ground.

Such innocent and harmless 'surface people' are typical 'fat sheep' among the underground city residents, walking gold coin boxes.

If you encounter someone like this in the underground city, it would be impolite not to rob them.

This is the 'world law' here.

However, Li Aili did not agree.

The dwarves they encountered were at least after money.

Tracy was beaten to the point of near death, stuffed into a sack, and thrown into a bottomless crevice like trash.

If it weren't for a minor problem with the teleportation scroll, she would be dead by now.

Arthur raised his hand and gently patted his wife's back. "I'll go take care of it."

The Duke's unusual initiative to help surprised Li Aili.

Life experience has made Arthur, 1000 years later, less of a strong sense of justice.

So, his initiative to speak surprised Li Aili.

Seeing Li Aili's expression, Arthur lowered his head slightly and whispered in her ear, "Finish this as soon as possible and go home."

The man gently placed his hand on her back. "One of us has to find a way to salvage our soon-to-be-over honeymoon, don't you think, darling?"

Li Aili: "…………" How do I still remember?!

Once out of the light from the little mushroom lamp, Arthur seemed to blend into the shadows.

Even the sound of footsteps disappeared.

Wendy Shane was carefully comforting the shivering Tracy.

Only Li Aili was thinking seriously.

Leslie had absolutely no idea of ​​Prince Arthur's strength.

The meticulous priest said to Li Aili, "The traveling merchants who can trade with the Drow are no ordinary people. Is it alright for Your Excellency to go alone?"

Is there no problem?

The one with the problem is the guy standing opposite him.

Li Aili waved her hand casually, as if to dispel Leslie's worries, "Don't worry, the problem we need to worry about is definitely not whether he can handle it or not."

As soon as she finished speaking, the fire in the distance went out.

It looks just like a cigarette butt that has been extinguished in the dark.

The two wood elves couldn't help but prick up their long, pointed ears, carefully capturing the rustling of grass in the distance.

In the silent, dark underground city, a few people gathered around a small mushroom lamp that emitted a faint glow.

Until the Duke's footsteps approached.

Leslie breathed a sigh of relief. "Is it difficult to do it? It's okay, we can use alchemical potions..."

Arthur said calmly, "It's all taken care of."

Leslie: "…………"

The mushroom lamp made his expression at that moment look somewhat comical.

Leslie couldn't believe it. "But you were only gone for a minute!?"

In the distance, apart from the fire going out, there was no sign of fighting.

Li Aili spoke up, "Leslie, we need to think about another issue now."

"Without the traveling merchants, what will happen when Zhuo Er comes out to 'shop'?"

This 'lucky potion' is probably a bit sinister.

As soon as she finished asking the question, Wendy Shane suddenly squatted down, her fingers first pressing on the ground, and then her ear touching the ground.

“A carriage is coming out.”

Leslie turned to look at Ellie with a blank expression.

Li Aili made a quick decision, "There's no other way, let's go!"

Leslie: "???"

Before long, a black carriage with spider emblems carved on its sides came to a stop.

The drow elf, who was driving the carriage, frowned as she looked at the pitch-black trading post. She muttered a curse in drow elf language.

Then, he ripped the oil lamp hanging on the carriage and got off.

The light from the oil lamp illuminated the surrounding scene.

A row of trucks were parked quietly not far away.

Yes, quiet.

"What are those damn businessmen up to? There's not a soul in sight..."

The coachman was cursing when suddenly there was a 'sizzle' not far away, and the campfire suddenly reignited.

The drow elf, who was about to inspect the carriage, was startled. He put his hand on the weapon at his waist and dropped the lantern he was carrying to the ground.

Li Aili, holding the arcane fire storage box that had been lit, said, "Ah, sorry, the night watchman was being lazy and the fire went out."

The drow elf frowned as she looked at the unfamiliar woman. "I've never seen you before."

Li Aili smiled, her beautiful red lips parting slightly as she casually dropped a bombshell, "Yes, we just secured this trade route ourselves."

The drow elf, whose face had just shown a hint of doubt, said: "…………"

Li Aili smiled, revealing a set of small white teeth. "Is there a problem?"

The drow elf said blankly, "Oh, it's nothing." It wasn't these people who were the problem; it was just that their old supplier had been cheated.

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