Realizing how dangerous her rash action would put her, Lirael immediately wanted to activate the teleportation magic to escape.
Because her biological father, the chief wizard of Menzoberranzan, Gump Baenre, emphasized in the first lesson of teaching magic that a wizard is not a barbarian who simply wields magical power at will, but must use wisdom to control the power of the magic network and use it for his own benefit.
Especially when facing multiple powerful enemies, there is no need to fight them head-on. Instead, you should retreat decisively and look for a more appropriate opportunity to defeat them one by one.
Therefore, the drow girl does not have any psychological resistance to running away, nor will she try to run away for the sake of competitiveness or face like many human teenagers.
But the problem was that before she could activate the magic teleportation, a beam of light representing the [Dimension Anchor] hit her.
moment!
All teleportation abilities will be ineffective until this spell expires.
Because this spell, just as its name suggests, will firmly anchor the target in its existing spatial position and make it unable to move, even a nine-ring or even a legendary spell is no exception.
What's even more terrible is that those warriors wielding swords have rushed up.
Lirael didn't have time to think, and subconsciously drew the sword on her back to block.
As the chosen one of the Dark Maiden Eilistraee, her swordsmanship may not be as good as Aoilu's, but it is definitely not bad.
At least it is not easy for ordinary dark elf warriors to capture her.
What's more, her main profession is a mage, and she has many unexpected means that can be used in close combat.
Clang! Clang! Clang! Along with the crisp sound of the swords colliding, Lirael was forced to retreat step by step by the opponent's powerful moves, and she almost lost her balance and fell to the ground.
Obviously, compared with those high-level drow warriors who have experienced many battles, her pitiful melee ability is obviously not enough. She was almost beheaded several times in just a few rounds.
You should know that the martial arts styles of the drow basically emphasize ferocity and a single fatal blow.
Especially high-level warriors often have one or two unique secrets of their own, and are very good at using their dark skin that is resistant to magic to deal with spellcasters.
Neither arcane nor divine spellcasters can expect to gain any advantage from them.
Because they are usually better at killing their own compatriots than dealing with foreign enemies, they often imagine how to quickly kill a wizard or priest during training.
Fortunately, Lirael is not a pushover.
Thanks to Zuo Si's private funding, she is also an out-and-out "magician", with countless magical equipment, potions, scrolls and other things on her.
Just as a warrior wielding dual swords launched a surprise attack from the side, intending to take down the young drow girl, he suddenly saw a sheep's head formed by energy appear out of thin air.
The next second...
Boom!!!! He was knocked away by the huge sheep's head, and he went straight over the fences on both sides of the road and fell down the steep cliff.
If it weren't for magic like Feather Fall and Flying, he would probably be smashed into a puddle of meat in no time.
As we all know, the cities of the dark elves are usually built on some huge stalagmites that are easy to defend and difficult to attack, and the various platforms are connected together by bridges to form a huge city network.
These bridges are actually streets in a broad sense.
It is not as wide as a real street, and there are often no houses or any buildings on both sides, but fences and handrails, and below is a bottomless abyss.
In this environment, even if the enemy breaks through the gate, they can only push forward one platform at a time, and during the attack they will be limited by the width of the bridge and unable to deploy their forces to the maximum extent.
Generally speaking, the dark elves can use the terrain advantage to slowly wear down their opponents and eventually regain control of the city.
However, this design has a fatal drawback, which is that it is very easy to "accidentally" fall.
The reason why the word "accident" is put in quotation marks is because these accidents are basically premeditated murders disguised as accidents.
For example, if the second son in a family wants to get rid of his older brother and take his place, he can suddenly push his older brother off the bridge when the older brother is alone, and then announce to the public that his older brother fell because of a "slip".
Such examples of "brotherly love" or "sisterly affection" are innumerable in Zhuoer society.
But this time, the bridge was successfully used by Lirael, and a single Ring of Ram killed a very threatening enemy.
Just look at the vigilant reactions of the other drow warriors to know how much of a deterrent this move is to them.
After all, a warrior is not a mage who has the ability to deal with various emergencies.
Once their feet leave the ground, they will basically lose 80% of their combat effectiveness.
What's more, with the dark elves' style of doing things, it is considered quite respectful if they don't stab each other in the back. You can't expect those male mages to chase you and cast the flying spell or feather fall spell on you.
The unlucky guy who fell just now is a living example.
God knows whether those mages did it on purpose, wanting to kill more high-level warriors who hold the final say, so that they can occupy more seats and have more say in the new parliament.
Just like that, the originally fierce siege suddenly turned into mutual suspicion, which fully demonstrated the chaotic and evil nature of the black elves, who were like demons.
Seeing that the warriors did not take action, the mages stopped chanting their attack magic and began to cast various kinds of protection on themselves.
The scene fell into a strange stalemate for a moment.
Lirael apparently noticed this as well, and her eyes began to roll around.
It turns out that under the rule of Velen, the god of conspiracy, these men are no better than the high priestesses during the reign of Lolth.
At least under the latter's rule, the dark elf city still has minimum execution ability.
When the Municipal Council gave the order, no family dared to be cunning and all had to rush forward with all their might, even if they had to die on the road to attack.
But what about now?
Just after one unlucky guy died, this group of useless guys started to suspect each other and were unwilling to even contribute a bit.
You have to know that there is only a drow girl standing in front of them at this moment.
Even if Lirael was the Chosen One of Eilistraee, she would not be able to stand the siege of so many people.
Just when the situation was at a stalemate, a scream suddenly made everyone alert.
I saw a shadow flash in the darkness, and then a soldier fell to the ground holding his chest. Dark red blood quickly gushed out of his chest, and it was obvious that his heart was pierced.
If it were in the past, we should have shouted for a priest to come and help with the treatment.
But the problem is that with Rose falling into silence and her priestesses in the city being basically killed, there are very few priests available at the moment.
What's more, no one saw clearly who had done the action just now.
So the first thing they think about is their own safety.
As for the guy whose heart was stabbed, he deserved it because of his carelessness.
Yes, this is the typical result-oriented style of the dark elf society.
No matter how strong, wise, or cunning you appear to be before, once you encounter setbacks or failures, you will immediately fall into an irretrievable situation.
There will be no forgiveness! There will be no second chance to make a comeback!
The cruelty that cannot be described in words is the most intuitive reflection of the underlying operating logic of Zhuoer society.
However, before these followers of Vilen could figure out what was happening, the same afterimage suddenly appeared again and launched a horrific killing at an extremely alarming speed.
In just a few seconds, more than forty people fell one after another in a pool of blood, dying.
Some of them had their hearts pierced, some had their throats pierced, and some had their eyes and the brain connected to the back pierced.
Everything happened so fast and so suddenly that there was no time to react.
Even the mages who had cast protective magic were not immune.
"Damn it! An assassin has sneaked in! Quick! Someone, seal off this place!"
"Where are the guards? I need protection now!"
"Spread out! Don't gather together, the assassins will use our shadows to hide!"
"ah!!!!"
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Accompanied by screams and shouts, the entire area around the municipal council suddenly fell into chaos.
Since the power was seized not long ago, the new power system has not yet been established in the game. So when some important figures were assassinated and died suddenly, many people began to be like headless flies, not knowing what to do.
To put it bluntly, it is caused by the low level of social organization and the overly loose power structure.
Although Lirael didn't know what was going on, she knew that this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for her, so she immediately activated her invisibility magic and slipped away into the crowd.
Just when she was about to return to the secret base, she suddenly felt someone put something in her hand.
When he came to his senses, he found that the other party had already left quietly, leaving only a bloody head wrapped in cloth, with a small note stuck on it, with the name "Cusarel" written on it.
Obviously, this was the target that the drow girl specifically asked to kill.
Combined with the previous assassinations and riots, Lirael immediately realized that someone was helping her in secret, and that the other party knew the secret base belonging to the dark girl Eilistraee, and even knew the current predicament she was facing.
But she didn't understand who the other person was.
A Trade Federation spy planted in the Underdark?
Or are they followers of the goddess or other chosen people?
Or was it a conspiracy or a trap set by Velen? For the still immature Lirael, this feeling of being in a black fog was really terrible, as if she was just a controlled chess piece, and there were several big hands in the darkness trying to control her.
I have to say, her perception is quite sharp.
Because at this moment, the eyes of Velen, the dark elf god of conspiracy, were watching her.
However, Velen also saw Viconia representing Zuo Si, so he did not rush to take action.
In his opinion, if he let his good sister Iristrie attract their mother's attention, he could accumulate more strength, and then find a way to deal with Selvetarm and completely clear the last passage to the Spider Queen's throne.
"Just wait and see. This time I will definitely seize the faith of the dark elves and become their master. Not only that, I will also change the current situation where women are superior to men and make men the ruling class of society again, and make those women become men's playthings and reproductive tools forever."
There was a strong sense of hatred and resentment in Viren's tone.
Because according to the principle that believers and gods influence and achieve each other, he has actually been suppressed and humiliated for thousands or even tens of thousands of years. He has long been insane in his heart and wants to kill his mother first and then his sister in order to directly seize the monopoly of the dark elves' faith.
But unfortunately, he could neither defeat his mother Lolth nor Eilistraee who had Corellon as her backer.
The result is that they are just like the men in the drow society, stuck in the middle and neither side is good enough.
In the eyes of Corellon as a father, Velen is one of the culprits who helped Rose launch the rebellion and is an unforgivable sinner.
In the eyes of his mother Rose, he was a waste who was more likely to cause trouble than to accomplish anything, and he ruined the originally good situation.
If one were to identify the least popular god in the Dark Elf pantheon, it would definitely be Velen, the god of conspiracy.
Over the years, he could only hide in the dark like a rat in a gutter, quietly developing followers and secretly expanding his influence among men.
Now he had finally waited for a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, an opportunity to kill his mother, seize her place and make a complete comeback.
Not only Velen, but the entire dark elf pantheon became agitated by Rose's sudden silence.
Except for Ghaunadaur, the god of slime monsters, all others are eager to replace the Spider Queen.
In other words, whoever wins the chicken-eating competition will be able to use the power of monopolizing the entire dark elf faith to become a powerful god.
This naked temptation is irresistible even for God.
Even though everyone knew it might be a huge trap, they still couldn't help but jump into it one after another.
A huge gamble between gods was formed quietly.
Of course, Lirael didn't know any of this.
At this moment, she had successfully completed the transaction with the drow girl, obtained the location of the secret warehouse, and successfully solved the problem of food, drink, defecation and urination for so many people. She also got the mission item of this trip, a sealed long rectangular box.
Feeling the weight of the box, she immediately asked in an uncertain tone: "I just need to deliver this thing to a person named Helist in Menzoberranzan, right?"
"That's right! That's what the goddess instructed."
The female pastor nodded quickly and vigorously, her eyes revealing gratitude and admiration.
Even though she was much older than the other person, she was very impressed by the fact that this girl could break into the city council and chop off one of the people's heads and still get away with it.
As expected, he is the one chosen by the goddess!
Little did she know that even Lirael didn't know how she escaped from that dangerous situation.
"Okay, I understand."
Although the drow girl wanted to open the box and see what was inside, she gave up the idea in the end.
Because anything involving God is basically not something that mortals can easily interfere with.
Of course, this does not include magic goddesses like Elminster.
Without any hesitation!
After getting the things, Lirael immediately planned to leave this damn place.
She was now more and more convinced that the god of conspiracy Velen and his followers were not capable of anything, and that only her own goddess Eilistraee could replace the Spider Queen.
Some more optimistic people even think that Rose is dead, and they only need to find the hidden kingdom to obtain all the divine power and priesthood she left behind.
Yes, from the moment she fell into silence, Rose peeled her kingdom out of the bottomless abyss.
Because the Abyss is not a safe place. There are too many crazy people and psychopaths who may take the opportunity to invade the Abyss Demon Network and see if they can kill a god and take over.
After all, there are precedents of demon lords being able to be true gods, such as Demogorgon and Orcus.
Therefore, if the Spider Queen had any brains left, she would temporarily move her kingdom out of the Abyss before falling into silence, or at least isolate it.
This means that whether it is Velen or Eilistraee, they need to find the entrance to the kingdom of Rose first.
So how do you find it?
The answer, of course, is to go to places where the dark elves are most numerous, and then observe the whereabouts of the souls of dead drow, especially the souls of priests.
You must know that accepting the souls of believers after their death is a sacred contract between mortals and gods.
Unless a god actually falls and becomes a corpse in the astral realm, he must fulfill this obligation.
The city of Menzoberranzan is a place that fits the bill perfectly.
And so, carrying the things that Eilistraee had designated, Lirael left the city that had fallen into Velen's hands and traveled alone in the dangerous Underdark.
After a few days, they arrived at the entrance of the city of Menzoberranzan.
Just as she expected, a rebellion must have broken out here, and the gates of the entire city have been completely closed.
Fortunately, she had prepared a secret passage for herself long ago, so she could bypass the gate and sneak out of the city.
Lirael walked around the main entrance and found a peculiarly shaped stone in a passage near the side. She then began to wave her ten nimble fingers and chanted a spell.
In a flash!
The originally natural rock wall suddenly began to flicker, and then a secret door appeared out of nowhere.
Without even a second's hesitation, she went right in and disappeared into the darkness.
Immediately afterwards, the whole person kept falling, falling, and falling as if jumping off a cliff.
Lirael counted to ten silently in her heart, then cast a Feather Fall spell on herself.
The next second...
Her body became as light as a feather, and then her feet stepped firmly on the ground.
Needless to say, the drow girl was already familiar with this area, and it was even like returning home.
Just as she stood firm, a ferocious claw monster suddenly rushed out from the darkness and knocked Lirael to the ground.
If it had been a normal situation, blood would have splattered and body parts would have flown everywhere by now.
Because to the Devil's Claw, the Dark Elves have no other meaning than to be killed and eaten.
But what was incredible was that instead of killing Lirael, the Deinonychus kept butting her with its vulture-like head and making strange cries.
Lirael patted the scary monster on the head and said with a smile: "Okay, okay, I know you miss me. How have you been doing in the past few years since I was away?"
Needless to say, it is not one of the sinister, cunning and cruel horrific predators in the Underdark, but a "friend" of Lirael.
In fact, during the time when she was the little princess of the Baenre family, Lirael privately made many aliens as her "friends", even including a real dragon.
I have to say, she actually has the talent to become a druid or a ranger.
After all, even Master Cui San, who had the innate ranger body, couldn't communicate with real claw monsters, let alone understand what they wanted to express.
But these are not problems at all in front of Lirael.
Because she has a special hairpin she got from Gromph Baenre that allows her to communicate telepathically with any creature of sufficient intelligence.
This is why she has so many "friends".
After all, compared to the insidious and cunning dark elves with various purposes, monsters are often simpler and more direct. At least they will not talk and laugh on the surface but secretly have some ulterior evil purpose.
So when Lirael lived in Menzoberranzan, she had many more friends of different kinds than friends of the same kind.
Just as she was hugging and playing with her long-lost friend, a deep male voice suddenly interrupted this warm and harmonious scene.
"You shouldn't have come back!"
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Lirael quickly got up from the ground and looked in the direction of the sound. An expression of surprise soon appeared on her originally alert face.
"Father...Father! Why are you here?"
"Are you naive enough to think that no one knows about this secret passage?"
Gromph Baenre, the chief wizard of Menzoberranzan, slowly walked out of the narrow passage leading to the city.
You should know that he was very fond of this rare daughter who possessed magical talent. For this reason, he even killed Lirael's mother and took over the custody of her.
This is absolutely heretical behavior in the dark elf society dominated by the priestess of Lolth.
If the Banrui family was not the first family at that time, and the old mistress who was thousands of years old was still alive and firmly in control of power, even with his identity and status, he might have suffered backlash.
After all, Rose has endorsed the fact that women are more noble than men.
So even though Gromph adopted a laissez-faire approach to Lirael's childhood, it didn't mean he didn't care about his daughter's safety and growth.
In fact, through his powerful magical powers, he can monitor Lirael's every move at any time, including those secret passages that the latter believes absolutely no one knows about and various "friends" who are quite dangerous even in his eyes.
But unlike other Zhuoer parents, he did not interfere rudely in his daughter's life, but simply kept observing.
This is also the reason why Lirael was able to have a "happy" childhood that other drow could never have.
Deep down, Lirael always respected and loved her father. Unlike other families, where the father and daughter, or mother and daughter, simply exploited each other.
Although the two did not meet very often, in the drow girl's memory, whenever her father appeared, he would basically satisfy all her requests and wishes.
"Are you now a follower of the Dark Maiden Eilistraee?"
Gump evidently noticed the holy emblem his daughter was wearing and frowned subconsciously.
Although he did not object to Lirael escaping from Rose's control and believing in other gods, he did not want her to believe in Eilistraee.
The reason was simple! He was not optimistic about the outcome of the fight between Eilistraee and Rose, and he did not think that this innocent and kind goddess could defeat the Spider Queen and pull the entire dark elf race out of the abyss of chaos and evil.
"No, I am now the goddess' chosen one."
Lirael did not hide anything and openly stated her current special identity.
"voter?!!"
Gongfu's pupils suddenly dilated and his expression became extremely ugly.
Because the thing he was most worried about finally happened.
Lirael nodded seriously, "Yes, the Chosen One."
Gonfu took a deep breath and forced himself not to show his anger. He asked expressionlessly, "So you came back to Menzoberranzan with a mission? Are you interfering in the war between the two goddesses?"
"I'm sorry, but you know I can't answer that."
Lirael was very cautious and did not give a clear response.
Because she knew that her father was a follower of Rose, and although his faith might not be devout, he was a typical traditional dark elf.
Most importantly, all of Gromph Baenre's power and status come from Menzoberranzan and House Baenre, so it is unlikely that he would betray his family and Menzoberranzan and choose to believe in Eilistraee.
But this obviously does not pose a problem for the great wizard.
Or perhaps he already knew the answer from the moment his daughter chose not to answer.
silence!
Horrible silence!
Even the claw monster felt the pressure from the chief wizard of Menzoberranzan and began to knock on the surrounding ground and rocks, making a harsh noise.
This is a "language" that only they understand, and it is also a threat and warning.
"Calm down, father is not my enemy."
Lirael rushed to stop her friend's reckless action.
She understood that although Gongfu might not harm her daughter, he would certainly show no mercy to an unrelated monster.
As long as it feels threatened, it will not hesitate to use its powerful magical power to tear the claw monster to pieces, and it may not even leave a corpse behind.
The father and daughter stared into each other's eyes for half a minute before Gromph spoke: "Go back, leave here. Menzoberranzan is not a place you should be in. From the moment you chose to flee, it has completely closed its doors to you."
"What if I insist on going in?"
Lirael probed cautiously.
"Then you must get past me. Because the current situation in Menzoberranzan is very special and dangerous, more dangerous than ever before."
As he spoke, Gromph raised his arms to reveal his carefully maintained hands.
Obviously, this is a very obvious signal of a spell duel.
Unless my daughter can defeat him, she will be kept out.
However, Kerriel did not want to engage in a magic duel with her father. Instead, she took out a piece of metal that glowed with a dark green light from her backpack and asked with a smile, "Can I make a deal with you?"
"trade?"
A faint smile appeared on Gongfu's tense face, and he asked, "Isn't the deal you're talking about the piece of metal in your hand?"
“Yes, it’s this piece of metal.
Its name is Saronite, a mineral from another universe that was infected by the blood of the Ancient Gods.
The biggest feature is that it can block almost all magical powers and physical attacks.
I believe that with your level of magic, you should be able to understand the meaning of this, right?"
As she said this, Lirael smiled the same sly smile she had as a child, obviously knowing how her father would react next.
"Block all magical powers and physical attacks?!"
Gromph was visibly shocked and incredulous.
Because in the universe where Toril is located, although there are many magical metals and special materials, there has never been anything that can have both of the above effects at the same time.
Take the so-called hardest metal, adamantium, for example. It is very difficult to perform high-level complex enchantments on it.
Even the most skilled Dark Elf blacksmith can only magically transform it into fine gold powder, and then reshape it through unholy dark magic.
In other words, the swords and armors of the drow that amazed the entire continent of Faerun were not actually made using forging techniques, but rather molding techniques.
Those people were more like alchemists or wizards who wielded hammers than blacksmiths.
And the entire shaping process requires the help of a high-level wizard to complete.
If there really is a substance that can possess both properties, it would definitely be an invaluable godsend for mages.
"If you don't believe me, try it yourself."
Lirael generously threw the small piece of saronite in her hand over.
The cautious archmage did not catch it directly with his hands, but instead cast a Mage's Hand.
Although he didn't think his daughter would want to kill him, there was a high possibility that she would do something subtle or use a paralyzing toxin.
However, after doing a simple detection, his expression quickly turned serious.
Because all detection magic has no effect on this small piece of dark green metal.
In order to prove his guess, Gonff quickly conducted various energy tests on Saronite, including fire, electricity, strong acid, cold, sound waves, etc. He even took out the +5 adamantium dagger he carried with him and stabbed it twice.
It turned out that no magic or physical attack could leave even the slightest trace on it.
This metal substance really blocks all magical and physical attacks.
"Where did you get it?"
The great wizard asked with his eyes shining slightly.
“Soth gave it to me.
If you're willing to step aside and pretend you didn't see anything, I can provide you with a thirty kilogram ingot of saronite.
Well, that's a good deal, isn't it?
With these metals, you can craft yourself some special magical equipment, or even use them to strengthen those golems.
Of course, if one day you want to leave Menzoberranzan,
Lirael seduced the archmage nakedly and unabashedly.
She was clearly well aware of her father's mercenary nature and his thirst for magical knowledge and power.
But Gongfu was obviously not so easily tempted. He narrowed his eyes and looked at his daughter who was becoming more and more courageous. He asked in a tentative tone: "Is that man good to you? Or... have you become her lover?"
"No, not yet. But he was very kind to me and allowed me access to his private library."
The drow girl denied it immediately, and then showed a trace of shyness.
"Hehe, okay, I think I understand what's going on. I agree to the deal, and you can enter Menzoberranzan now."
Gromph chuckled and moved aside to clear the narrow passage.
Because he was very sure that his daughter was under the protection of the lord of the ninth layer of Baator, a man that even the gods had to be cautious of.
This protection is enough to ensure that Lirael's safety will not be threatened by any external threats.
Even if you die accidentally, you will be resurrected afterwards.
Since there is no danger to life, why stop it?
What's more, the archmage is really interested in the metal Saronite, and has already started planning how to study and utilize it.
For a wizard who has reached his level, nothing is more exciting and thrilling than finding a brand new research topic.
That means you can make further progress on the path of magic.
Lirael noticed the change in her father's attitude and walked forward carefully. When she passed by Gromph, she stopped and asked again, "Am I really going to enter Menzoberranzan?"
This time the archmage merely smiled and made a gesture of invitation, as if urging his daughter to hurry over and hand over the promised Saronite.
Finally, the father and daughter completed a secret transaction in the narrow secret passage that no one knew about.
Only after entering the familiar streets of Menzoberranzan did Lirael finally feel relieved and began to appreciate with interest the changes that had taken place in the years since she had been away.
The most obvious thing is that there are fewer pedestrians on the streets.
Maybe because of the rebellion that broke out before, even the gray dwarves and drow merchants were acting very nervous, often raising their heads without warning and looking around vigilantly, as if to make sure there was no danger or abnormality nearby.
In addition, the places where noble families live have also increased their security, and many places with the conditions have even activated 24-hour detection and invisibility arrays.
Many slaves who used to be seen cleaning the place are now nowhere to be seen.
Even the pubs and hotels that were once crowded with people only had a few people coming in and out.
Just as Lirael was about to go to the tavern to find out what had happened recently, a big hand suddenly pulled her from the street into an empty alley.
As a subconscious first reaction, she immediately wanted to use magic items to knock the other party away.
Because being approached is a very dangerous thing for a mage.
But after seeing the other person's appearance clearly, the drow girl gave up the idea and asked in surprise: "Drizzt! Why are you here?"
"Shh! Don't make any noise! I've been waiting for you here for a while."
The ranger put his finger on his lips to signal silence, then turned his head and stared at the road the other person had just walked.
After about two or three minutes, a man who looked like a thief emerged stealthily from the darkness and carefully checked the temperature remaining in the footprints on the ground.
It was obvious that he had been following Lirael all the way here.
Upon seeing this, Drizzt didn't hesitate for even a second. He immediately pulled the girl and ran towards the dripping stalagmite forest not far away, and hid together behind a huge stalagmite.
With the sound of dripping water, the flowing water on the ground quickly took away the remaining temperature from their passing.
By the time the male drow followed the trail, he could no longer find any useful clues.
Although he looked very angry and unwilling, and even searched around for several times, he had no choice but to give up in the end.
After this unknown guy walked away completely, Drizzt breathed a sigh of relief and said to the girl beside him, "Do you know how dangerous you were just now? Right now, the entire city of Menzoberranzan is full of spies. They will track every suspicious or unidentified outsider. Once they are locked on, they will be captured quickly."
"What? Are those matrons crazy? Aren't they afraid of causing a riot by doing this?"
Lirael's eyes widened in surprise.
You have to know that Menzoberranzan is a "big city" with a population of tens of thousands, and there are more than 20,000 adult dark elves who can be counted as warriors.
This does not even include the equally staggering number of slaves.
Therefore, it needs to consume a lot of food every day.
However, the mushrooms grown and the Los beasts raised by the city itself cannot fully meet the needs, and they need to be provided by outsiders like the Gray Dwarf Caravan.
Especially when the Trade Alliance began to open up restrictions on the underground world, many gray dwarf caravans became middlemen, selling specialties from the Underdark to the surface world, and then selling food, alcoholic beverages and other scarce materials from the surface world to the underground cities.
Especially the most scarce food, vegetables, fruits and processed meat, which are in a state of supply exceeding demand in various dark elf cities.
After all, the drow matrons are well aware of how much nutritious and sufficient food can do to improve their own population and strength.
So in Lirael's view, such behavior that might lead to the interruption of trade would be tantamount to suicide.
It won't be long before the food reserves in Menzoberranzan are exhausted.
When slaves were unable to be provided with enough food to survive, even the most obedient slaves would initiate large-scale riots in order to survive.
"crazy?
Maybe.
Since Lolth fell silent, riots have broken out twice in Menzoberranzan.
One time it was a slave, and the other time it was a male mercenary who was suspected to be a follower of Velen.
Today's mistresses are all very nervous.
Because they no longer have access to divine magic, they must be extra vigilant to ensure that their rule is not overthrown."
Drizzt gave a straightforward answer.
If he had not had the experience of surviving alone in the Underdark when he was young and knew the many hiding places in the city of Menzoberranzan, he would probably have found it difficult to avoid the ubiquitous eyes.
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