"You have a good vision, don't you? My husband may not even have the capital. Like I said, you can live an ordinary life, but..."

Before the drow could continue speaking, Carl had already pulled out a fireball wand and pointed it at her.

"You'd better not have any intentions towards Ying. Now, go back to where you are supposed to be!"

In the air, a violent arcane energy is rapidly gathering.

The drow who was following the shadow immediately realized that he was being targeted.

"I just want her to join an organization that can change the current situation of Zhuoer. You don't have to be so excited, little brother."

Quickly putting some distance between himself and Carl, the drow hid directly into the shadows and disappeared.

"Is she gone?"

He turned his head and looked at Ying for confirmation. After seeing Ying nod, Carl dispelled the energy condensed in the wand.

"If I hadn't had some ideas about the power armor and was repairing it now, I would have summoned the power armor just now. Although I don't know what that guy said, don't take it to heart. Hope and I will definitely help you."

Patting Ying's head, Carl picked up the motorcycle that he had just put down in a hurry and motioned Ying to sit on the back seat.

After hesitating for a moment, Ying listened to Carl and sat on the motorcycle.

“Buzz——”

The roar of the engine sounded again, and the motorcycle drove into the tunnel.

"How did you know I was back and that I was being harassed?"

On the way back to the base, Ying asked about Carl's sudden appearance.

She didn't think that Carl used his psychic power to predict that she was in danger, so he rushed over to rescue her.

"I set up the Mystic Eye mechanism around the tunnel exit. V saw your situation, so I rode over here on my bike."

"Thanks."

"Hi~ We are all friends."

As they were talking, the two of them had already returned to the underground ruins.

With a motorcycle vehicle, the speed of traveling to and from the surface is indeed much faster.

It wasn't long before the two arrived at the base.

Hope had already been waiting at the gate of the base. When she saw Ying coming back, she asked with great concern, "Ying, are you okay?"

After asking, Hope cast a healing spell on Ying, as if he was afraid that Ying would hide the truth.

"I'm fine, sorry to have made you worried."

While talking, the three of them walked into the base together.

Ying was a little shy about what happened to her, so Carl decided to make a set of more useful armor and weapons for her in the near future.

"Your fellow tribesman obviously doesn't intend to give up on you. Now that she knows we live here, she might come back again in a while. How about this, I'll upgrade your equipment."

"ah?"

When Ying heard that Carl wanted to upgrade his equipment, he couldn't think of what needed to be upgraded for a moment.

Like Hope, the barbarian, Shadow, as a monk, also has the professional trait of no armor defense.

However, Ying is more accustomed to using cloth armor as his defense, which is slightly different from Hope.

Carl couldn't change the style of the clothes that looked like a ninja suit, but he could change the fabric of the clothes.

"Humph! You underestimate me, don't you? Hope's armor was made of high-strength organic materials with great effort on my part. Your problem is not a problem for me."

As he spoke, Carl waved to the two women and took them to the second floor of the base.

V was operating the construction machinery, continuing to expand the space on the second floor according to Carl's idea. Not far away, several production lines were producing something in an orderly manner.

Leading the two forward, Carl picked up a thin thread and showed it to Ying.

"Look, this is a thread woven from carbon fiber and other materials. If I use this to make a ninja suit for you, it must be very strong."

As if afraid that Ying wouldn't believe him, Carl took out a dagger from his dimensional bag and started cutting the silk thread.

Sure enough, the toughness of the silk thread was quite reliable. Not only did the dagger fail to cut the silk thread, but it seemed to have a gap.

Although Ying is very strict with himself and doesn't want to become a person who relies too much on equipment, he has a friend who is a magician after all, so this kind of thing is unavoidable.

"What about the weapons?"

"Hey! Don't worry about weapons yet. Equipment is more than just armor and weapons. Take a look at this. This is Spider Shoes. It allows you to walk vertically or upside down without using your hands. This is Hawkeye lenses. I made them into contact lenses. Wearing them will allow you to see farther. And this is the Free Movement Ring. When you wear it, ordinary spells can't slow you down."

In a flash, the three vacant spots for the synchronized equipment of Shadow were filled.

In fact, Carl had wanted to equip Ying with these things a long time ago, but she felt that Khorvaire was very safe, so she never accepted it.

Ying took the equipment hesitantly, put them on one by one under Carl's guidance, and gave a demonstration.

"How is it? Isn't it much more convenient? It's not shameful to rely on equipment. An intelligent life form must be good at using various tools to be called an intelligent life form!"

Carl finally got the chance to film the educational film, and he was able to vent his previous little dissatisfaction.

Ying values ​​skills and abilities more than equipment, so he often persuades Carl, the machinist, to practice more.

Now, it's finally time for Carl to be proud.

Looking at his own hands with shining eyes, Ying couldn't believe that those movements that were very difficult for him before could be done with such a small tool.

"It will take me some time to forge your weapon, but you can look forward to it. It is a masterpiece of my craftsmanship."

Seeing Ying looking at him expectantly, Carl kept the secret for once.

But it’s not really his fault, because it’s just an idea now.

"Then thank you for your help!"

After bowing and expressing his gratitude with great spirit, Ying went back to exercise with great excitement.

"How about it? Do you want to upgrade your weapons and equipment as well? I feel like I have plenty of inspiration lately."

Seeing Ying leave, Carl immediately moved closer to Hope.

While dating both Hope and Nia at the same time, his ability to keep balance is extremely strong.

"Then I'll trouble you!"

With a teasing smile, Hope repeated Shadow's lines, then left the second floor of the base and went to the first floor to prepare lunch.

Wiping the sweat from his forehead, Carl sighed.

"Fortunately, Hope and Nia are not the jealous type. If they were jealous, Ying might not be able to stay in the team.

We'll have to try to recruit two adventurers in the future. If there are only three of us in the base, the atmosphere will become increasingly strange."

After whispering, Carl immediately started to modify Hope and Shadow's weapons and equipment.

There was no need to specifically ask Ying about her figure for that new ninja suit. As a level 9 machinist, Carl could see her figure data at a glance.

…

"Huh~ Damn it, why are the monks' senses so sharp when they are meditating!"

Two nights later, Ying began her meditation practice as usual, but the noise made by Carl and Hope made her feel uneasy.

The double superposition of psychic power and meditation amplified the originally not very obvious lewd music to a level that made Ying's mouth dry. The scenes that she had witnessed a few days ago began to reappear in her mind.

As a drow elf in adolescence (around 70 years old), Ying has a tenacious character that has been cultivated over a long period of time.

But maybe it was because the things he had seen recently had shaken his will, Ying felt that his curiosity about the opposite sex was growing rapidly.

Sighing, she pulled a totem stone from her pocket.

Carved on the stone is a simplified bat pattern. Once upon a time, this was a spiritual creature inhabited by the totem spirit of Ying's tribe.

But now, this thing has completely become an ordinary object of faith.

The drow elves are divided into three factions based on their beliefs.

The first is the drow who believe in various totemic spirits, but as the spirits of many tribes have lost their power, most of these people have now turned to Rose;

The second is the Obsidian City that believes in fire, but these drow live in a huge cave near the lava river and have little contact with the ordinary drow who believe in spirits;

The third and final type of drow live in the dungeon demiplane, master a peculiar shadow-shaping magic, and wage a long struggle against the mutant demons and various monsters.

Looking at the object of his faith, Ying tried hard to calm himself down.

But the more this happened, the more sensitive her perception became, and the clearer she heard.

Finally, as Hope suddenly raised the volume, Ying could no longer maintain his meditation and dropped the totem stone in his hand in a sudden emotional outburst.

"Click"

The totem stone hit the wall and shattered.

Ying's pupils shrank and his body froze in place.

"I wonder if there are people who believe in Rose in those tribes whose spirits have not dissipated..."

I don't know what kind of mood Ying was in, but he suddenly whispered this sentence.

After she finished speaking, she realized that her thoughts had already deviated from the path she thought they were on.

For some reason, Ying's mind flashed back to the words that the drow had used to persuade her.

"It's okay to relax a little, right?"

When this thought emerged in Ying's mind, it occupied her entire thoughts uncontrollably.

After turning off the lights, Ying tiptoed out of his room.

As the wall barrier was reduced by one layer, the sound became clearer.

Slowly walking to the door of Carl and Hope's room, Ying was sitting on the ground, his two slender purple thighs crossed with each other, and the color of his skin gradually became brighter.

As Hope's voice gradually became louder, Ying seemed to feel that relying on his own legs was not enough, so he stretched out his fingers.

The next morning, Carl, feeling refreshed, was about to go to the second floor of the base to continue his unfinished work. However, when he came out, he found some faint watermarks on the door.

He didn't take it seriously and just thought someone spilled water here.

However, when he arrived at the second floor, he found that Ying, who was always doing morning exercises every day, did not come.

(End of this chapter)