Looking at Zuo Si who was less than three meters away from him, Jarlaxle wanted more than once to swing the +2 enchanted light sword in his hand and stab it directly into the opponent's eye socket, or activate the fireball necklace on his neck and directly blow him into pieces.
Because this distance is the most suitable radius for him to launch attacks and surprise attacks.
If it were any other time, this mercenary leader who was confident in his martial arts would have taken action long ago.
But now, he dared not take any action.
The reason is simple! Drizzt Do'Urden is standing next to Zuo Si.
Jarlaxle knew that if he took half a step, the ranger would instantly draw his two swords and stop him.
With their superb fighting skills and strength, it was impossible to tell the winner for the time being.
What's more, Jarlaxle also noticed that Zuo Si was wearing an outrageous number of rings on his fingers. Almost none of his ten fingers were empty, which was an order of magnitude more than his own.
However, among the rings he wore, only two had magical powers, one was the Ring of Protection, and the other was the Ring of Resistance. The rest were all decorations used to confuse people.
In fact, the reason why Jarlaxle dressed so ostentatiously was to prevent anyone from knowing how many magical items he was equipped with and what their functions were.
This can give you some extra advantages in combat.
Put yourself in their shoes!
Jarlaxle felt that Zuo Si wore so many rings for the same purpose as himself, and there must be at least two magic rings of unknown function hidden among them, so it would be best not to act rashly before figuring out the situation.
He didn't want to gamble on whether the magic equipment he was wearing and the dark elves' innate magic resistance could withstand those powerful spells.
It has to be said that as a mercenary leader who has been involved in the treacherous society of the Dark Elves for many years, Jarlaxle is undoubtedly a very cautious person.
Especially after witnessing with his own eyes how Zuo Si effortlessly blew up a high-level monk into a large meat balloon and made it float up without using any spells or casting actions, the vigilant and suspicious part of his character instantly reached its peak.
It was this vigilance and suspicion that saved Jarlaxle's life.
If he chose to take action, he would soon discover that every ring worn by Zuo Si was a genuine magic item, and they were all truly high-level magic items.
Several of the magic storage rings were filled with incredibly powerful arcane and divine spells.
All it takes is a simple trigger, and they can be released one after another, dealing a torrential blow to the enemy.
Even the dark elves, who have strong magic resistance, would probably be blasted into pieces before they could even withstand one round.
The two just stared at each other in silence.
After two or three minutes, Zuo Si finally broke the silence with a smile: "Haha, it seems that you clearly understand what I mean, which is good.
Because in this world, many wars, killings and deaths are caused by misunderstandings in communication, which eventually turn into bloody violent conflicts.
So I always think it's very important to make sure both sides understand what each other wants to say."
"Who told you I was here?" Jarlaxle narrowed his eyes and asked cautiously.
Needless to say, he now suspected that someone within the Dayet Independent Mercenary Group had betrayed him.
After all, this isn't the first time this has happened.
"I'm sorry, if you want to know if there's a traitor among my men, I'm afraid I can't give you an accurate answer. Because the person who gave me the address is very special, and I'm not sure where she got the information and news from." Zuo Si spread his hands helplessly.
"She? A woman?"
Jarlaxle keenly grasped the key words.
You should know that there are no female members in the Dayet Independent Mercenary Group, they are all men.
In addition, the dark elves are a typical matriarchal society, so when talking about women, the first reaction is often not that they are beautiful, weak, and in need of male protection, but that they are more powerful, vicious, and dangerous.
"Don't guess. I told you that her identity is very special. And even if you knew it, what could happen? With the power she has now, it would be easy for her to kill you." Zuo Si exposed the mercenary leader's little thoughts with great contempt.
Because he knew that the full name of the guy in front of him should be Jarlaxle Baenre.
Yes!
You read that right!
The leader of the Dayet Independent Mercenary Group is actually the third son of House Banre.
According to the tradition of the dark elves, the third child in the family must be sacrificed to Rose after birth to please this chaotic and evil goddess and bless the family to continue to prosper.
But due to some reasons, the sacrifice was not successful, and he luckily escaped.
In this regard, Jarlaxle actually has almost the same childhood experience as Drizzt.
So according to blood relationship, Jarlaxle should be the younger brother of the chief wizard Gongfu, and also one of the children born to the old mistress.
Given Ivone Baenre's current amazing strength in both Sinnoh and God, beating him would truly be like a mother beating her son.
Jarlaxle stared into Zuo Si's eyes, trying to judge how credible this statement was.
After about ten seconds, he tried again, "What about you? You came all the way here and killed so many of my men. It couldn't be that simple just to give me a warning or a lesson, right?"
Zuo Si answered nonchalantly: "Originally, I planned to kill all your men, strip you of all your weapons and magic equipment, and then throw you into the dark area where monsters are rampant to fend for yourself..."
Hearing these words, beads of sweat instantly appeared on Jarlaxle's forehead.
He has always been good at observing people's words and expressions, and he can tell from the other person's eyes that this person is not bluffing or threatening him, but has really considered this.
Although Jarlaxle is confident enough that he can kill most enemies and monsters even alone.
But that is based on having weapons in hand, protective gear and magical equipment on the body.
In Faerun, the strength of a warrior is determined not only by his professional level and close combat skills, but also by his weapons and equipment, without a doubt.
If a low-level warrior has enough high-level magic equipment, even if the high-level warrior has powerful swordsmanship and fighting skills, he will not be able to break the opponent's defense with just an ordinary iron sword.
So if he was stripped of his weapons and equipment, Jarlaxle couldn't even guarantee that he could survive for more than an hour in the dangerous Underdark.
There is no other way! After all, the warriors of Faerun rely so much on their equipment.
Back then, Drizzt's father, Zaknafein, had his weapons taken away while he was sleeping, so he had no choice but to surrender and was brutally sacrificed to the spider goddess Rose.
"What about now? Have you changed your mind now?" Jarlaxle raised his head and asked.
Zuo Si nodded slightly: "Yes, I have changed my mind. As long as you tell me the whereabouts of the Broken Crystal - Crenshinibon, I will let you and your men go. Of course, the premise is that you all have to get out of Menzoberranzan immediately and don't let me see you again."
"Broken Demon Crystal?!"
Drizzt's expression suddenly changed.
He would never forget what a terrible thing that evil artifact had done in Icewind Dale, and it almost destroyed and enslaved the Ten Towns permanently.
And just when he and his friends were trying every means to destroy it, it was the mercenary leader in front of him who used conspiracy and trickery to steal this evil artifact.
"The Broken Crystal - Crenshinibon?" Jarlaxle was stunned for a moment, then he quickly revealed a very strange smile. "I'm sorry, the thing you are talking about has been destroyed by the hot breath of the red dragon Hephaestus."
"What? The Broken Demon Crystal is destroyed!"
Drizzt opened his mouth in surprise.
He couldn't believe that with the other party's cunning and greedy character, he would take the initiative to destroy that powerful artifact.
Jarlaxle nodded meaningfully. "Yes! Although it was not my intention, the Shard was indeed destroyed. Otherwise, I would have taken it out to deal with this unfavorable situation."
"Are you sure Crenshinibon is really destroyed?" Zuo Si suddenly interrupted.
"Of course! I saw with my own eyes that thing emitted a dazzling light under the burning of dragon flames, and then it completely disappeared." Jarlaxle gave an affirmative answer in a very firm tone.
But Zuo Si couldn't help laughing when he heard this answer, and said as he laughed: "It seems that you don't know what the Broken Demon Crystal is.
But this is not surprising, after all, you are just a warrior and cannot tell the difference between high-level magic items and artifacts.
Did you know that there are only three ways to destroy the Demonic Shard in this world?
The first is a powerful divine force from lawful good; the second is to find seven good high-level liches or celestial creatures with equivalent magical powers, and reverse the spell according to the original ritual of creating Crenshinibon. The price is that the seven people participating in the ritual will be instantly destroyed along with their bodies and souls; the third is to be wrapped in the dark cloak of Shar, the goddess of the night, or directly thrown into the sun.
Of course, a big rip could potentially destroy it, but the probability of success is negligible.
Apart from this, neither dragon breath nor any other high-level magic or legendary magic can truly destroy the Broken Demon Crystal.
If I'm not mistaken, what you saw was simply the energy leaking out of Crenshinibon after it was severely damaged.
It was not destroyed, but was severely damaged and fell silent."
There is no doubt that Zuo Si is quite interested in the Broken Demon Crystal - Crenshinibon.
Because this thing can draw power from sunlight and convert it into universal magical energy for storage. It is simply a perfect and inexhaustible source of energy.
According to the principle that one unit of energy can be stored after one hour of exposure to the sun, the Broken Demon Crystal can store a maximum of one hundred and forty-four units of energy.
Moreover, this energy can also be used to simulate the creation of spell effects. The first ring of magic only consumes one unit of energy level, the second ring consumes two, and the third ring consumes three...
By analogy, the nine rings only consume nine units of energy.
In other words, anyone holding the Broken Demon Crystal can, in theory, cast up to sixteen additional ninth-level spells!
You should know that even in a duel between high-level wizards, it is rare for more than two nine-ring magics to be cast.
This shows how powerful Crenshinibon can bring to its holder.
Even a good-for-nothing trash can easily use this artifact to gain spellcasting abilities comparable to those of high-level wizards, dragons, demons, and devils.
Moreover, the magic crystal tower created by this thing is equivalent to a multifunctional wizard tower.
Any spell or other attack released towards the Magic Crystal Tower will be immediately reflected back to the caster or attacker himself.
It is even possible to teleport accurately and without error between magic crystal towers, and even a large army can be teleported without any problem.
It can be said that even among the many powerful artifacts in Faerun, Crenshinibon can definitely be ranked in the top fifteen.
Of course, the Broken Demon Crystal is not without its shortcomings.
Its biggest weakness is that it has the ability to think independently, and will try to influence and control the holder through suggestion, especially those with weak will.
"You mean... the Broken Crystal deceived me?" Jarlaxle's face suddenly turned a little ugly.
"It's not necessarily true, but the dragon flame alone cannot destroy the Broken Crystal, at least not as far as I know. Now, tell me where the lair of the red dragon named Hephaestus is, and you can leave with the rest of your men."
Zuo Si stated his conditions directly.
Obviously, he had no intention of killing the mercenary leader from the beginning. He just wanted to teach this guy a lesson and get some useful information from him.
Especially the information about the Broken Demon Crystal.
He vaguely remembered that after the red dragon Hephaestus spewed out the broken magic crystal with dragon flames, his two eyes were completely blinded, and due to some coincidence, his consciousness merged with that of this evil artifact.
In other words, the red dragon Hephaestus is now equivalent to Crenshinibon.
Just as Jarlaxle was hesitating whether to accept this condition, the dark elf wizard hiding in the corner suddenly moved.
He used his super magic skill - casting spells silently, and while no one's attention was focused on him, he quickly completed a fourth-ring magic [Roar].
But just as he raised his hand to release a cone-shaped, piercing sound wave, he suddenly discovered that most of the energy supporting the spell had inexplicably disappeared, and even the stable structure of the spell could not be supported.
When it was released, the power of the original four-ring magic became the same as that of a zero-ring trick, and it only emitted a roaring sound similar to a roar.
boom!!!!!!!!
moment!
The furnishings and decorations in the entire room were blown into a mess, and even the bottles and jars cracked and even exploded under the influence of the sound waves.
But unfortunately, Zuo Si, who was sitting on the chair, was not affected at all, and he didn't even have a nosebleed.
Because in Faerun, sonic spells belong to the category of energy, not purely physical phenomena on Earth.
Therefore, all of them were absorbed by the [Protection against Energy Damage] in the Voter's ability.
“This…how is this possible!?”
The dark elf wizard first stared at the scene in the room in amazement, then lowered his head to look at his own hands, totally unable to believe that his magic had failed.
"Your men made the wrong choice. Now it's your turn to take a stand."
Zuo Si ignored the dark elf wizard who wanted to attack him, but turned his eyes to Jarlaxle.
To be precise, with the distance between the two of them being less than ten meters, no matter what kind of spell the other party wanted to cast, it would be instantly destroyed and absorbed by the special abilities of the creator profession, and would not pose any substantial threat at all.
"How do I know you will keep your promise?" Jarlaxle raised his head with a wary gleam in his eyes.
"Do you think you have a choice now?"
Zuo Si stretched out a finger and poked the mixed-race monk who was blown up like a balloon and floating above his head. The implication was self-evident.
Jarlaxle glanced at the crossbowmen lying in ambush outside, then looked at his few remaining men, and finally sighed helplessly. He walked to the table beside him, picked up a pen and paper, wrote an address on it in the common language of the surface, and then turned back and asked directly: "The address is written, can I take my people and leave now?"
"Of course, please."
Zuo Si raised his hand and snapped his fingers.
Pah! With a crisp sound, the monk who was floating above his head like a balloon in the last second, returned to his original muscular state in the next second as if the air had been deflated, and his feet landed steadily on the ground.
"Let's go!"
Jarlaxle obviously realized that the situation in Menzoberranzan was completely different from when he left, so he didn't hesitate at all and wanted to leave this troubled place as soon as possible.
However, just when he took two steps, he suddenly stopped without warning, abruptly raised the light sword in his hand, and with a fast, precise and deadly fighting skill, drew a bloody line on the neck of the dark elf wizard.
The latter didn't even realize what was happening before his head was separated from his neck.
puff!!!!!!
A stream of blood instantly spurted out more than two meters high, and then the headless corpse fell to the ground with a thud.
As for the head that rolled down first, its eyes were wide open, as if questioning why he was being killed.
Unfortunately, Jarlaxle had no habit of talking to the dead, so he ignored him and ran towards the gate of Menzoberranzan with his few remaining men.
It was not until the figure of this guy completely disappeared in the darkness that Drizzt let down his guard. He frowned and asked, "Why did Jarlaxle kill his own men?"
"It's very simple! He doesn't want this person to fall into my hands and reveal too much information about the Dayet Independent Mercenary Group." Zuo Si answered casually.
"But didn't you promise him that as long as he wrote down the address..."
This dark elf wizard clearly violated this rule.
Jarlaxle knew very well that he could not take the wizard away, so he decisively chose to end his life with his own hands.
Besides, you probably don’t know this yet?
In fact, Jarlaxle had lost control of the Dayet Independent Mercenaries several years ago.
At present, the Dayet Independent Mercenary Group is actually split into several parts.
The original core members launched a rebellion when he was obsessed with the Broken Demon Crystal, and the current leader of this force is Jin Murray.
If I'm not mistaken, Jarlaxle's return to Menzoberranzan this time should be to use this city as a base to re-establish a new mercenary group that is loyal only to himself."
"Damn it! How come you seem to know everything? Are you a prophet?" There was a hint of fear in Trist's eyes.
"Prophet? Hahahaha! If I really had the ability to predict the future, I would have set off for the Fungal Forest by now. Why would I waste time collecting intelligence in Menzoberranzan?" Zuo Si laughed and shook his head.
"Then where did you get this secret information?" Trist continued to ask without giving up.
Zuo Si responded half-truthfully, "Because I have my own intelligence organization, and I have certain cooperative relationships with governments and institutions such as the Shadow Thieves, the Guild of Masked Mages, the Zhentarim, and the Council of Six of Amn. So as long as I am willing to pay a certain price, it is easy for me to find out some information that I am interested in."
"I see!"
Trist immediately realized that the young man in front of him was not a lone ranger like himself.
而是一个身后拥有庞大势力的神祇选民，甚至还控制了西海岸众多的港口城市和数不清的海洋贸易路线，一声令下就能聚集起成千上万的大军。
就连自己矮人好友布鲁诺的秘银厅，都要靠与对方进行贸易才能获得充足的粮食和各种生活物资。
尤其是千帆之城路斯坎转型并崛起之后，为整个北地带来了空前的发展和贸易繁荣。
冰风谷贫瘠的十镇甚至都搭上了这趟顺风车，普通民众正在变得越来越富有，至少不用像以前那样担心冬天粮食不够吃。
与左思相处的时间越长，崔斯特就越能理解银月城统治者艾拉斯卓说的那句话。
一座城市乃至一个国家的繁荣、强盛和富庶，与其统治者究竟是善良阵营还是邪恶阵营没有任何必然的联系，只取决于其是否拥有足够的能力跟意愿。
即便是一名邪恶的暴君，只要能力足够且有这方面的意愿，也能让民众过上相对富足的生活。
很显然，这一点放在左思身上简直再贴切不过了。
别的不说，光是大规模复活死者、使用亡灵作为劳工这一条，在费伦大陆衡量善恶的标准中就是不折不扣的邪恶，而且是那种跳进大海里都洗不干净的极度邪恶。
除此之外，大量饲养、繁殖和出租驯化的地精奴隶，也同样是不折不扣的邪恶行径。
更不用提左思在路斯坎搞的强制移民和大清洗，压根就没有一条符合善良阵营的价值观。
但正是凭借对这些亡灵劳工与地精奴隶的压榨，左思统治下区域内的底层民众生活水平要比西海岸其他地区都要强出好几倍。
而且还很少受到兽人、半兽人、豺狼人、地精、巨魔之类的怪物威胁。
因为法师塔会定期雇佣冒险者进行侦查，一旦发现有成规模的怪物部落，立刻就会出动将其捕获，然后带回来作为小白鼠，做各种各样恐怖残忍的实验。
比如说路斯坎的法师塔就有几名法师，正在尝试着用魔法生物的血，制造类似“霜血兽人”一样的特殊亚种。
只不过种族从混乱邪恶的兽人，变成了邪恶守序的大地精。
一旦这项研究成功，那么路斯坎将会获得一支强大无比的军队。
“如果不介意的话，能告诉我你找到碎魔晶之后打算用它来做什么吗？”
沉默了良久之后，崔斯特终于提出了自己最关心的问题。
作为拯救了十镇的英雄之一，他比任何人都更清楚克林辛尼朋所能造成的恐怖破坏力。
即便是在无主状态下，这件邪恶的神器都能轻易召唤来数不清的怪物和邪恶人类来将自己带走。
“怎么，你担心我会受到碎魔晶意识的影响吗？”左思挑起眉毛反问道。
崔斯特轻轻摇了摇头：“关于这一点我倒是不怎么担心。克林辛尼朋或许可以影响其他人，但绝对影响不了你。毕竟你是选民，而且是两位女神的选民。更何况你的意志是我这辈子见过所有人中最强烈、最坚定的。”
“那你在担心什么？莫非你觉得我在拿到碎魔晶之后，会发动战争，又或者产生想要征服世界的野心？”左思似笑非笑的又问。
“好吧，看来是我多虑了。如果你想要发动战争征服更多的土地和城市，压根不需要克林辛尼朋的帮助。”
崔斯特低头沉思了片刻之后也忍不住自嘲的笑了。
是啊！
以左思目前所掌握的势力，尤其是近乎控制了整个西海岸的庞大舰队，只要愿意随时都可以掀起一场规模庞大的战争，将所有的港口城市一个接一个的占领，然后建立起一个庞大的帝国。
相比起碎魔晶赋予持有者的那点力量，他本人的显然才是更大的威胁。
更何况“瘟疫之子”这个称号所带来的威慑力，远比克林辛尼朋可怕多了。
就在两人说话的功夫，左思径直走到桌子旁边扫了一眼贾拉索写下的地址，然后便将其点燃烧掉。
考虑到碎魔晶眼下正处于遭到重创后的恢复期，所以他并没有立刻动身去寻找的想法，而是打算等处理完最重要的事情之后再说。
……
与此同时，在距离魔索布莱城之外不远处的一个洞穴内，贾拉索正带着所剩不多的手下坐在这里商讨对策。
由于刚刚吃了一个大亏，所以在场的每一个人看上去都有些垂头丧气。
他们原本以为跟着贾拉索过来，应该很容易就能收拢达耶特独立佣兵团当初留在城内的势力，然后借助目前混乱的局势狠狠捞上一笔，就如同当年一样。
可谁曾想到，计划才刚刚开始就遭到了当头棒喝。
“我们现在要怎么办？”一名黑暗精灵战士抬起头询问道。
“还能怎么办？当然是先搞清楚这个叫做索斯的家伙究竟是谁！在搞清楚其真实身份之前，我们不能再跟他发生任何正面冲突。”
贾拉索用十分冷静的语气说出了自己的打算。
要知道他的智力属性可是高达十八点（又一个拥有绝顶法师天赋的家伙走上了战士的歪路），只要没有被愤怒、仇恨和贪婪蒙蔽双眼，就永远能够做出最正确的决定。
“可是要到什么地方调查呢？”黑暗精灵战士下意识皱起了眉头。
贾拉索不加思索的回答道：“很简单！既然我们在幽暗地域各个黑暗精灵城市建立的据点没有打探到任何消息，那就去地表世界碰碰运气。对了，去接恩崔立的法师还没有回来吗？”
“没有。已经好几个小时了，我怀疑他可能是遇到了什么麻烦。”另外一名黑暗精灵战士露出了担忧的表情。
“既然如此，那我们就动身去看看好了。”
说罢，贾拉索立刻站起身骑上地底蜥蜴，沿着错综复杂的隧道向地标世界进发。
作为黑暗精灵最喜爱的坐骑，地底蜥蜴巨大的脚趾可已让它们奔跑的时候不发出一点声音，并且速度非常之快。
眨眼功夫，这支小队便消失在了巡逻队的视线范围之外。
毫无疑问，左思跟贾拉索之间爆发的冲突，根本不可能瞒得过魔索布莱城真正的掌权者。
很快，不少家族的主母就收到了详细的报告。
班瑞家族的崔尔主母更是表情严肃的开口问道：“这件事情背后的原因是什么？”
“据我所知，那间酒馆的老板是达耶特独立佣兵团的人。”
一名佩戴贵族徽章的男性赶忙把自己知道的情报说了出来。
“那贾拉索呢？他又是什么时候回来的？”崔尔主母继续追问。
“抱歉，这个我还真不清楚，城门那边也给不出确切的信息。但我知道，达耶特独立佣兵团的人一直都跟贡夫有来往，也许您可以询问一下我们的首席大法师。”贵族男性小心翼翼的提议道。
“好吧，我知道了。”
崔尔主母有些不耐烦的挥了挥手。
贵族男性显然不敢违抗主母的意志，所以只能弯腰鞠躬行了一礼，随后轻手轻脚的消失在房间之外的走廊尽头。
他前脚刚走，后脚一名高阶女祭司就站了出来：“主母，您不能再犹豫下去了，我们必须对那个外乡人采取一些强硬手段，迫使其做出选择。要知道第二家族和第三家族，俨然已经有了要联合的趋势。如果他们在得到一名强力打手，那么局势将对我们第一家族非常的不利。”
“如果采取强硬手段把那个外乡人逼到了敌人的阵营，这个责任你承担得起吗？”另外一名高阶女祭司也跟着跳出来大声质疑道。
很显然，尽管崔尔已经成为班瑞家族的主母很多年，可是其威望比起老主母差远了。
几乎每次遇到要进行决策的时候，这群妹妹们都会争吵不休，就没有一个是省油的灯。
尽管对于黑暗精灵贵族家庭而言，子嗣往往是越多实力就越强。
可有个大前提，那就是现任主母得能镇得住场子。
通常来说，女儿一般都会对自己的母亲保持敬畏，相对而言比较容易管理。
可妹妹对于姐姐，显然就没有那么多敬畏之心了。
目前，崔尔主母面对的就是自己母亲生下这一堆野心勃勃的妹妹们。
眼见加入争吵的人越来越多，她终于忍无可忍的怒吼道：“够了！都给我闭嘴！然后滚出去！”
瞬间！
上一秒还吵到不可开交的礼堂，下一秒就变得异常安静，所有女祭司们都纷纷闭上嘴巴起身离开。
毕竟再怎么说，主母都是一家之主。
她们的权力是由蜘蛛女神罗丝所赋予的。
除非有人能够杀死主母取而代之，否则主母说的话就是不容置疑的铁则，必须不打折扣的执行。
等所有女祭司们都消失之后，崔尔这才疲惫不堪的从椅子上站起来，居高临下望着窗外的景色开始思考究竟应该怎么做才好。
就在这个时候，她突然听到身后传来一个略显稚嫩的声音。
"My foolish daughter, are you still worried about the current situation of the Banry family?"
Out of a subconscious reaction, Trill turned around immediately, and saw Ivone standing less than half a meter away from him. His whole body was soaked with sweat in less than two or three seconds.
Because she didn't even notice when this girl, who claimed to be her mother but was actually her brother's daughter, approached.
You have to know that at this distance, an experienced assassin can already stab a sharp dagger into the heart from behind.
"This is not the place for you!" Trill scolded with a face pretending to be calm.
“Why, are you still afraid that I will take away your position as mistress?
Don't worry, I have been in that position for countless centuries and have long lost interest in this boring game of power.
Remember, for a dark elf noble family, the most important thing is always the favor from Queen Lolth.
As long as the Banrui family has not fallen out of favor, there is no need to panic and worry about enemies behind them.
What's more, instead of thinking about how to deal with the second and third families joining forces, you might as well do more things to please the goddess."
Ivone taught his eldest daughter a lesson in a condescending manner.
Although her personality, way of thinking, and interests and hobbies have changed greatly after her reincarnation, she still regards herself as a member of the Banrui family.
"How do you think we can please the goddess?" Trill raised his head and asked after a moment of silence.
Although she did not believe that the dark elf girl in front of her was really her dead mother, she could feel the tremendous grace bestowed by Rose on her.
Most importantly, the two had a brief confrontation when they first met.
As a result, the powerful force displayed by Ivone directly pinned the current mistress of the Banrui family to the ground.
You should know that it takes at least several decades of study in the Spider Academy to train a high-level priestess.
But what about the dark elf girl in front of me?
He has never received even a day of orthodox priest education, but he can perform magic arts up to the ninth level with ease.
Regardless of whether she was the reincarnation of the old mistress, Trill did not dare to act rashly.
Because this exaggerated priest level to some extent illustrates the extent of Queen Rose's favor towards him.
And there is an iron rule in the dark elf society, that is, never, never, ever offend the goddess in any form.
Otherwise, the family may be destroyed at any time.
"I'm sorry, I can't tell you about this. After all, you are the matriarch of the Banrui family, and I am just an insignificant little girl. But there is indeed an opportunity in front of you, it depends on whether you can seize it."
After saying this meaningful sentence, Ivone immediately turned around and left, leaving Madam Tril standing there in a daze.
She didn't know how long it had been, but when she came to her senses, she suddenly saw a priestess of the family rushing in from outside with an angry expression on her face.
"Madam! You can't continue to pamper Lirael! Not long ago, this damned little bastard dared to steal something from the library of the Spider Academy!"
"Oh? What did she steal?" asked Madam Trill, frowning.
"A book! A very, very old book! I don't know exactly what it is about, but I can be sure that the book is very valuable and apprentices are not allowed to borrow it on weekdays."
The priestess was obviously extremely angry. She tightly grasped the vicious snake-head whip in her hand, and couldn't wait to whip something to vent her anger.
"What's the purpose? Why did Lirael steal the book?" Madam Treil continued to ask with a puzzled look on her face.
In her impression, Lirael had never had any interest in religious knowledge.
Not to mention stealing a religious book, even if it was placed in front of this girl who was spoiled by her father, she might not even look at it.
"It should be related to that outsider! Recently, Lirael has been going there whenever she has something to do, and she stays there for the whole day, and sometimes she even stays out all night." The priestess gave a straightforward answer.
"In other words, this religious book is what the stranger needs?" Madam Trey stroked her chin and fell into deep thought.
The priestess nodded quickly. "That's right! In the past two days, Lirael has been frantically searching and collecting information related to the Fungus Forest. I think that foreigner must be planning to go to the Fungus Forest to look for some treasure or something."
"Interesting! Could this be what they call an opportunity?"
Trill, who was able to sit in the position of the mistress of the Banrui family, was obviously not a fool. She immediately realized the hint given by Ivone.
Without any hesitation!
She immediately used this excuse to personally lead people to the place where Zuo Si and others lived to "confront them with charges" and, by the way, to find out what this outsider was looking for.
(End of this chapter)