"Eighty thousand... What if we add you and your mercenaries?" the drow woman asked condescendingly with a slightly playful tone.
Obviously, although she was very interested in goods and gray dwarf slaves, her real purpose was to focus on Zuo Si and his dark elf warriors from the beginning.
Because although there are about 20,000 dark elf warriors in the city of Menzobrei, most of them have been divided up and controlled by noble families, large and small, and even those mercenaries often sign long-term employment contracts.p>
Therefore, in this city, foreign mercenary groups like Zuo Si, who have no background, are just those who are ambitious and want to continue to climb up in the eyes of the family.
What's more, being able to capture such a large gray dwarf caravan with more than a dozen people has already proven its considerable strength.
Facing the solicitation of this mistress of an unknown family, Zuo Si immediately refused without hesitation: "I'm very sorry, your distinguished mistress, I am deeply honored by your solicitation, but my people and I will not do it for the time being.
Accept employment from any family."
"Oh? Why?"
The drow woman narrowed her eyes and showed a very dangerous expression.
As a high-ranking priestess and mistress, she is obviously used to others' obedience and hates anyone who dares to disobey her own will, especially this kind of "unconscious" guy.
But Zuo Si didn't take it seriously. Instead, he kept smiling and replied: "Because my people and I have just arrived in Menzobrei City and have not yet proven our worth to the matrons. In this case, I
I don’t think anyone can offer a price that I’m happy with.”
Hearing this sentence, the Drow woman couldn't help but burst out laughing: "Hahahaha! You are very confident, more confident and bold than any man I have ever seen. In that case, why don't you go to the tavern competition?
How about proving yourself in the arena? I will pay you 100,000 gold coins to buy all the goods and slaves you have, but the condition is that you must win at least five consecutive games in the arena."
"Are you planning to let me use blood, killing and death to please you?" Zuo Si raised his head and asked meaningfully.
"Why, are you scared?" The drow woman pursed her lips and revealed a cold and cruel look.
Because if the answer from Zuo Si's mouth at this moment is no, then she will not hesitate to let her family soldiers swarm up, and these foreign "refugees" who don't know the heights of the sky will understand who is the real ruler of the city of Menzobre
who.
You must know that as a "lowly male" refusing the request of the high-ranking female priest, itself is an extremely disrespectful behavior in the dark elf society and needs to be punished and educated.
When Drizzt was a child, he was often whipped by his sisters for such things.
Since then, he has learned to lower his head as much as possible when facing a high-level priestess, and never look into the other person's eyes, otherwise he will suffer.
But for these female priests of the Spider Goddess Rose, Zuo Si obviously did not have even the slightest sense of awe. Not only did he raise his head and look directly into each other's eyes, but he also responded unceremoniously: "No, I'm just worried about this."
Is there enough warriors in this city who dare to walk into the arena with me?"
"Arrogant! Mistress, please allow me to teach this ignorant outsider a lesson."
A dark elf warrior wearing a noble badge took the initiative to stand up.
He looks stronger than the average dark elf male. He carries a magic sword with a red light on his back. He is a pretty good warrior at a glance.
If nothing else, he should be the martial arts master of this family, a role similar to a warrior instructor.
In dark elf noble families, this is a very important position. Generally speaking, only warriors with the best combat skills are qualified to hold it.
In the past, the strongest martial arts master in Menzoberran City was Drizzt's father, Zaknavan.
Later, Zaknavan was sacrificed to the spider goddess Lolth by his mother Malice, which triggered a series of events such as Drizzt's defection from the family. After that, the title of the strongest martial arts master was obtained by Dandra of the Baenre family.
However, the martial arts master of the Baenre family could not maintain the title of the strongest for long, and died at the hands of Drizzt in a one-on-one duel.
In other words, Drizzt Do'Urden is the true number one warrior in Menzobrebrai.
Unfortunately, his two scimitars and artistic dance of death are so identifiable that he will be recognized by interested people as long as he takes action.
So Zuo Si raised his hand to stop the ranger's intention to fight on his behalf, stared at the martial arts master who was eager to show off in front of his mistress with the eyes of a dead man, and said with a smile: "If you are ready,
I can accompany you at any time. But please remember, once you enter the arena, only one person can come out alive, and that person will definitely not be you."
"Hmph! Boy! I hope you can still be as arrogant as you are now when my sword pierces your heart and cuts your throat."
The unknown dark elf warrior grinned with a bloodthirsty expression.
Seeing that the smell of gunpowder between the two was so strong that it was about to overflow, the high-level priestess as the mistress immediately clapped her hands happily: "Very good! Very good! Since you two are so confident in your skills, let's
The great god Lolth later made the final decision, and only the victors were qualified to survive."
As these words blurted out, the surrounding dark elves who were still watching the excitement suddenly burst into deafening cheers.
Because for them, there is nothing more exciting, stimulating and pleasurable than watching two compatriots fight each other.
Especially this kind of "life and death situation" that is destined to survive.
Soon, surrounded by these people, everyone, including the matron, quickly poured into the largest tavern in the city of Menzobrevi.
Of course, the reason why this place is called a tavern is mainly for the convenience of understanding.
In fact, this building is a comprehensive entertainment venue that provides a variety of services, specifically for dark elves to vent their various desires.
On the upper floor, massage and erotic services are mainly provided, and at first glance there are almost naked or semi-naked men and women.
Among them were dark elves, humans, tieflings, and hybrids of other races. There were even many succubi walking swaggering among the guests, enjoying flirting with this group of equally chaotic and evil dark elves.p>
Living in harmony with demons, apart from the dark elves, there is probably no other race in this world that can do it.
As for the middle floor, it is a special room designed to satisfy bloodthirsty and killing desires.
Here, you only need to spend dozens of gold coins to buy a living slave, and then do whatever you want to it according to your own wishes.
Including but not limited to peeling off the skin from all over the body, or gouging out the opponent's eyes, cutting off the opponent's hands and feet, and then forcing the opponent to eat.
Since there are a large number of torture instruments placed in each room, you can often hear screams and wailing coming from inside.
Compared with the upper two floors, the services provided by the lobby on the lower floor are much more ordinary, which are simple alcoholic beverages and food.
However, there is one thing that is unique in the lower area, and that is the arena, which can also be called the Colosseum.
This is a cylindrical cage with a radius of more than twenty meters.
Any dark elf who is confident in his own strength can enter the cage and wait for others to challenge him.
By killing their opponents and winning, they can make a name for themselves and attract the attention of noble families.
If you are lucky enough to be noticed by a certain mistress, you can get rid of your status as a commoner and become a "servant father" in a matter of minutes.
This is a very special position, which can be simply understood as the nominal husband and male favorite of the matrons.
In principle, there can only be one serving father, just like in feudal society, men can only have one legal wife.
But the problem is that the servant is not protected by any rules and laws.
If they want to maintain their status and not be deprived of it, they must first satisfy their mistress's physiological needs anytime and anywhere in bed.
Secondly, you must have a certain level of strength.
Otherwise, a loser cannot be a stable servant.
Not to mention the problem that the mistress will gradually like the new and dislike the old as time goes by, many dark elves who are ambitious to spy on this position will use poisoning, assassination and other means to eradicate the current serving father.
Only those who are powerful enough can make the mistress think twice before changing her servant.
But even so, becoming a servant is the only way for many dark elf civilian men to change their class.
Therefore, the arena in the tavern will never lack adventurers and challengers.
In order to prove their strength, some people even ask to challenge some of the most terrifying monsters in the Underdark, such as beholders, mind flayers, Kuo-Toa priests or princes, demons summoned from the bottomless abyss, etc.
Of course, such people usually end up being torn into pieces mercilessly by monsters.
After all, although the dark elves are considered overlords in the Underdark, that refers to their overall strength, not the combat effectiveness of an individual.
More often than not, the arena is a place used to resolve personal grievances and a place of execution where "legal" killings can be carried out.
When Zuo Si and the dark elf warrior walked into this huge iron cage, all the eyes in the entire tavern were quickly attracted.
Even the guests on the upper floors temporarily stopped their intense exercise, put on their coats and stood beside the hollow railings to look down, intending to enjoy this rare show.
Because unlike Zuo Si, who had just arrived and didn't understand the situation, these locals had already recognized the dark elf warrior standing in the arena. It was Jodi who had been trying to become the strongest martial artist in the city of Menzobra in recent years.
Loyal to the third-ranked Obloza family.
As for the high-ranking priestess, I knew without asking that she must be the leader of the Obloza family - Keyo Obloza.
"Have you thought about your last words?"
To be continued...