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 withstand 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!!!!"
…
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.
所以丽芮尔在魔索布莱城生活的时候，各种异类朋友要比同类朋友多得多。
就在她跟久别重逢的恐爪怪朋友拥抱、嬉戏的时候，一个低沉的男性声音突然打断这温馨和谐的一幕。
“你不应该回来的！”
瞬间！
丽芮尔迅速从地上爬起来将目光投向发出声音的方向，原本警惕的脸上很快浮现出惊讶的表情。
“父……父亲！你怎么会在这里？”
“你该不会天真的觉得这条密道没人知道吧？”
魔索布莱城的首席大法师贡夫·班瑞缓缓从通往城内的狭窄通道中走了出来。
要知道他对这个罕见拥有法师天赋的女儿可是相当看中，为此甚至杀死了丽芮尔的母亲把抚养权抢了过来。
这在以罗丝女祭司为主导的黑暗精灵社会中可是不折不扣离经叛道的行为。
如果不是班瑞家族当时是第一家族，活了上千岁的老主母当时还在世牢牢掌控着权柄，即便是以他的身份和地位搞不好也会因此而遭到反噬。
毕竟女性比男性更高贵这一点可是有罗丝背书的。
所以尽管贡夫在丽芮尔童年的时候对其实行了放养策略，可这并不意味着他不关心女儿的安全和成长。
事实上通过强大的魔法力量，他可以随时监视丽芮尔的一举一动，包括那些后者认为绝对没人知道的密道和各种即便是在他眼中也相当危险的“朋友”。
但与其他卓尔父母不同的是，他并没有对女儿的生活进行粗暴干涉，仅仅只是保持观察。
这也是丽芮尔能获得其他卓尔完全不可能拥有的“幸福”童年的原因。
在内心之中，丽芮尔对于这位父亲始终是相当尊敬和爱戴，并不像其他家庭那样父女、母女之间都都是单纯的相互利用。
尽管两人见面的次数并不算多，可是在卓尔少女的记忆中只要父亲出现，基本都会满足自己的所有要求跟愿望。
“你现在是幽暗少女伊莉丝翠的信徒了？”
贡夫显然注意到了女儿身上佩戴的圣徽下意识皱起了眉头。
虽然他并不排斥丽芮尔逃离罗丝的控制去信仰别的神祇，但却并不希望其信仰伊莉丝翠。
原因很简单！ 他不看好伊莉丝翠与罗丝之间的争斗结果，更不觉得这位天真善良的女神可以战胜蛛后把整个黑暗精灵种族从混乱邪恶的深渊中拉出去。
“不，我现在是女神的选民。”
丽芮尔没有隐瞒什么大大方方说出了自己现如今的特殊身份。
“选民？！！”
贡夫瞳孔骤然放大，脸色也变得异常难看。
因为他最担心的事情还是发生了。
丽芮尔认真的点了点头：“是的，选民。”
贡夫深吸了一口气强迫自己不要把内心之中的怒火表露出来，面无表情的质问：“所以你这次回到魔索布莱城是带着任务？你在掺和两位女神之间的战争？”
“抱歉，您应该知道我不能回答这个问题。”
丽芮尔十分谨慎的没有做出明确回应。
因为她知道，自己的父亲是罗丝的信徒，虽然可能信仰并不虔诚，但却是一个典型的传统黑暗精灵。
最重要的是，贡夫·班瑞一切的权力、地位都源自于魔索布莱城和班瑞家族，所以他不太可能背叛家族、背叛魔索布莱城选择信仰伊莉丝翠。
不过这显然难不倒大法师。
或者说从女儿选择不回答的那一刻起他就已经知道了答案。
沉默！
可怕的沉默！
就连那只恐爪怪都感受到了来自魔索布莱城首席大法师的压迫感开始不断在周围的地面与岩石上敲击发出刺耳噪音。
这是一种只有它们才懂得的“语言”，同时也是在发出威胁和警告。
“冷静点，父亲不是我的敌人。”
丽芮尔赶忙阻止了朋友的鲁莽举动。
她明白，或许贡夫不会对自己这个女儿下手，但对一个不相干的怪物肯定不会手下留情。
只要感受到威胁，那么就会毫不犹豫凭借强大的魔法力量将恐爪怪撕碎，搞不好连尸体都不会留下。
父女二人就这样相互注视着对方的眼睛足有半分钟，贡夫才开口说道：“回去，离开这里，魔索布莱城不是你应该来的地方。从你选择逃离的那一刻起，它就已经彻底向你关闭了大门。”
“如果我执意要进去呢？”
丽芮尔小心翼翼的试探道。
“那你必须过我这一关。因为魔索布莱城现在的情况很特殊、也很危险，比以往任何时候都要危险。”
说着，贡夫抬起胳膊露出了自己那双细心保养过的双手。
很显然，这是一个非常明显的法术决斗信号。
除非女儿能战胜他，否则就只能被挡在外面。
可丽芮尔却并不想与自己的父亲进行法术决斗，而是从背包里掏出了一块泛着墨绿色幽光的金属，笑着问：“我可以跟您做个交易吗？”
“交易？”
贡夫原本绷紧的脸浮现出一丝淡淡的笑意，随后反问道：“你所谓的交易该不会就是手上那块金属吧？”
“没错，就是这块金属。
它的名字叫做萨隆邪铁，是一种来自另外一个宇宙受到上古之神血液侵染所形成的矿物。
最大的特点是几乎可以阻断一切魔法力量和物理攻击。
相信以您的魔法水平应该能理解这其中所代表的含义吧？”
在说这番话的时候，丽芮尔露出了如同儿时一样狡黠的微笑，明显是知道接下来父亲接下来会有怎样的反应。
“阻断一切魔法力量和物理攻击？！”
贡夫明显对此感到震惊和难以置信。
因为在托瑞尔星球所在的宇宙，虽然也存在许多魔法金属和特殊材料，但却从来没有任何一种东西可以同时兼具以上两种效果。
就以号称最坚硬的金属——精金为例，就很难对其进行高等级的复杂附魔。
即便是技艺最高超的黑暗精灵铁匠，也只能通过魔法的方式将其变成精金粉末，然后通过邪恶的黑暗魔法进行重新塑形。
换而言之，卓尔那让整个费伦大陆都为之赞叹的刀剑与铠甲，实际上用的都不是锻造工艺，而是塑造工艺。
那些人与其说是铁匠，倒不如说是一群会挥舞铁锤的炼金术师或法师。
并且整个塑造过程需要高阶法师的帮助才能完成。
如果真有一种物质可以兼具两种特性，那它对于法师来说绝对是珍贵无比的天赐之物。
“如果不相信的话，您可以自己试试。”
丽芮尔十分大方的把手里那一小块萨隆邪铁丢了过去。
谨慎的大法师并没有直接用手去接，而是施展了一个法师之手。
尽管他并不认为女儿会想要杀死自己，但搞点小动作或下个麻痹毒素什么的可能性还是相当大。
不过在做了简单的侦测之后，他的脸色很快变得严肃起来。
因为所有的侦测类魔法对于这块小小的墨绿色金属都没有产生任何作用。
为了证明自己的猜想，贡夫迅速对萨隆邪铁进行了包括火焰、电击、强酸、寒冷、音波等各种各样的能量测试，甚至还掏出随身携带的+5精金匕首用力戳了两下。
结果发现任何魔法和物理攻击都无法在上边留下哪怕一丁点的痕迹。
这种金属物质真的阻断了一切魔法与物理攻击。
“你从哪得到它的？”
大法师两眼微微放光的追问道。
“是索斯送给我的。
如果您愿意让开并当做什么都没看见，我可以给您提供一块三十公斤大小的萨隆邪铁锭。
怎么样，很划算不是吗？
有了这些金属，您就能给自己打造一些特殊的魔法装备，甚至是用来强化那些魔像。
当然，如果有一天您想要离开魔索布莱城，”
丽芮尔赤裸裸毫不掩饰的诱惑着大法师。
她显然非常了解自己父亲唯利是图的本性，以及对于魔法知识和力量的强烈渴求。
但贡夫显然并没有那么容易被诱惑，而是眯起眼睛打量着胆子越来越大的女儿，用试探性的语气问：“那个男人对你很好吗？或者说……你已经成为了她的情人？”
“不，没有，至少现在还不是。不过他的确对我很好，而且允许我进入他的私人图书馆。”
卓尔少女先是立马否认，紧跟着露出一丝羞怯。
“呵呵，好吧，我想我明白是怎么回事了。我同意这笔交易，你现在可以进入魔索布莱城了。”
贡夫轻笑着侧过身让开了狭窄的通道。
因为他非常确定，自己的女儿已经受到巴托地狱第九层的领主，那个连众神都要小心对待男人的庇护。
这种庇护足以保证丽芮尔的安全不会受到任何外部威胁。
就算意外死掉也会在事后被复活。
既然没有生命危险，那为什么还要阻止呢？
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.