Margarita's bean soup was terrible, but Jarlaxle was determined to drink it all, which was no problem for him.

At this time, the failed soup-making woman was glaring at Jarlaxle with her eyes behind the mask and without the mask at the same time. She could not understand what Jarlaxle had just provoked Ladislaus, but this did not prevent her from knowing what to do.

Want revenge.

Jarlaxle's smile did not diminish because of this, and he responded to the woman without any scruples with his eyes not covered by the blindfold.

Margarita's anger was replaced by surprise. This drow actually dared to shoot such a lustful look in front of Ladislaus?

Although it should be impossible for Ladislaus to see his eyes due to the angle, this is still an extremely dangerous provocation.

Jarlaxle knew that Margarita understood what he meant, and he believed that Ladislaus would not attack him now for this woman. Women are really insignificant to a monarch's grand plan.

But Jarlaxle wouldn't ask Ladislaus for this woman. After all, it was too dangerous. Although it was exciting, it was too dangerous.

This woman with only half of her face exposed is terrible at making soup, and the half of her face under the mask is also terrible, but she is still so attractive.

Jarlaxle decided to let the Sultan give him this woman if he had the chance.

This shouldn't be a problem, that human monarch is also a rational and self-controlled person.

Of course it's not for her bean soup, but for her strong body and noble family background, and even more because her body belongs to a powerful monarch.

But now he must continue to remain humble to Ladislaus.

In fact, he could be ten thousand times more humble and paralyze Ladislaus to realize his ambition.

Although he was a little constrained in the face of the powerful monarch of mankind and could not maintain the same sense of mystery as when he was the strongest in the past, Jarlaxle's ambitions would never stop at just tens of thousands of talers of wine.

Therefore, when Ladislaus seemed to accidentally drop the soup bowl, Jarlaxle ducked extremely quickly, as if to catch the bowl.

If he had done that, the subsequent scuffle would have been avoided.

But in the end he was not captured so easily.

Jarlaxle stooped down, pulled out his two enchanted weapons, turned around suddenly, and rushed towards the kitchen door with a long stride.

There should only be one Count Slam there.

This ranger, who specializes in archery, has limited capabilities in close combat, at least for a warrior of his level, Jarlaxle is sure.

However, Jarlaxle's double swords were not able to repel Count Slam's protective long sword immediately, although neither the weapon nor the skill of the wielder could compare with Jarlaxle's.

Jarlaxle should have defeated Lord Slam with one blow and then rushed out of the room.

He could have done this if he hadn't been "absorbed".

However, the powerful necromantic magic of the red-robed mage behind him caused his body to lose its previous coordination and explosive power. Although he can still be regarded as a powerful warrior, Jarlaxle now cannot rush through Count Slam's blockage at once.

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Jarlaxle felt that his body was empty. It was even more empty than after having sex with the drow beauty who could extract the most male energy. He had lost far more essence than could be consumed in a night of indulgence.

His pace is no longer fast and his attacks are no longer overwhelmingly sharp.

But what's worse than the body is the mind.

'Where did I show my flaw?' Jarlaxle struggled to block the attacks from Jones and Sirica Boss from behind. In the current situation, he should not be defensive. He could only rush out of this damn kitchen and return to his men.

.Only there is a glimmer of hope.

Any delay, any defense will reduce his already slim chances.

But he had no choice. The enemy with the weird eyes was very dangerous, but even more dangerous was Jones. He knew very well the strength of the old guy named Jones.

He had to block the attack from the dagger with a gem-encrusted handle behind him. Although the color of the dagger was different from the last time he saw it, the green color now clearly meant that it was a more dangerous weapon.

Jarlaxle did not dare to place his hope in the fact that he had the innate resistance of the drow nobles to be able to resist this poison.

His light sword blocked Jones's dagger. At the same time, a fireball shot out of his eyes, or blindfold.

When they first met, Jarlaxle's eyepatch was changed to another eye. Based on Jones' intelligence, Ladislaus guessed that this change in position would affect the function of this strange object.

‘What will be the effect if you put it on the other side?’ Facing the oncoming fireball, Ladislaus remained motionless and even had time to think wildly.

There was no need for him to worry, the fireball technique disappeared in front of him, and Sazastan's magic absorption lasted long enough. It was not a problem to drink two bowls of soup before taking action again.

Among the people present, besides Jarlaxle, was Margarita who didn't know why Ladislaus chose to drink soup in this kitchen.

The walls of the kitchen are thicker to prevent fire, so Jarlaxle cannot break out of the wall.

However, Margarita also joined in the attack on Jarlaxle at this time. Because of the sudden incident, her attack was not very powerful.

The bigger problem is that she is still worried in her heart whether her incompetence last night made Ladislaus decide not to let her join the decision-making team.

Her worries were correct. Although Ladislaus would not express his anger, he still wanted to reward and punish him. In the previous meeting to plot against Jarlaxle, he used Margarita's absence to arouse the sense of crisis in others.

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Although Count Slam's attack was not powerful, he firmly guarded the wooden door of the kitchen, preventing Jarlaxle from getting a better space to display his skills.

Sirica's arm caused pain to the experienced Jarlaxle. Combining the dexterity of muscles and the hardness of granite, this arm was so perfect as a weapon.

Jones's attack was even more fierce and ruthless. He needed to defeat Jarlaxle more than anything else to prove his loyalty and prove that he was Jones, the Austrian minister, not Entreri, Jarlaxle's adventure partner.

Neither Ladislaus nor Sazastan took action again, so there was no need to cast any more expensive magic.

No human or drow can escape from the trap woven by the Austrian elite after being hit by an "energy absorber", no.

Jarlaxle persisted for several minutes. It was truly remarkable that a man could persist for so long under such circumstances.

Although this is partly because the Austrian elites knew they had a chance to win and therefore did not attack too hastily, this is still an amazing result.

But in the end, Jarlaxle was put to the ground.

Margarita dragged Jarlaxle, who had been hit by Sirica's boss in the abdomen, in front of Ladislaus, and stepped on his face with her delicate boots, ensuring that he would never be able to smile confidently again.
Chapter completed!