Realizing how dangerous her reckless move would put her into, Lirael immediately wanted to activate teleportation magic to escape.
Because her biological father, the chief mage of Menzoberranzan, Gromph Baenre, emphasized in the first lesson of magic that mages are not barbarians who simply wield magical power wantonly, but must use wisdom to control it.
The power of the magic network makes it his own use.
Especially when facing multiple strong enemies, there is no need to fight head-on with them. Instead, you should retreat decisively and find more appropriate opportunities to defeat them one by one.
Therefore, drow girls do not have any psychological resistance to running away, and they will not be competitive or save face like many human teenagers.
But the problem was that before she could activate the magic teleportation, a beam of light representing the [Dimensional Anchor] hit her.
moment!
All teleportation abilities will no longer have any effect until this spell expires.
Because this spell, just like the name, will firmly anchor the target in the existing spatial position and cannot move, even if it is a ninth-level or even legendary spell.
What's even worse is that the warriors wielding swords have already charged forward.
Lirael didn't have time to think too much and subconsciously drew out the sharp sword behind her back to parry and block.
As the chosen one of the Dark Maiden Eilistraee, although her swordsmanship may not be as good as Aoi Lu's, it is definitely not bad.
At least it is not easy for ordinary dark elf warriors to take her down.
What's more, her profession is a mage, and she has many unpredictable methods that she can use in close combat.
Dang! Dang! Dang!
With the crisp sound of the sword blades colliding, Lirael was forced back by the opponent's powerful and heavy moves, and even almost lost her balance and fell to the ground.
Obviously, compared with those high-level drow warriors who have experienced hundreds of battles, her poor melee combat ability is obviously not enough, and she was almost beheaded several times in just a few rounds.
You must know that Drow's martial arts style basically emphasizes ferocity and fatal blow.
In particular, high-level warriors often have one or two secrets of their own, and are very good at using their dark skin with magic resistance to deal with spellcasters.
Neither arcane spellcasters nor divine spellcasters can take advantage of them.
Because they are usually better at killing their own compatriots than dealing with foreign enemies, they often imagine how to quickly kill a mage or priest during training.
Fortunately, Lirael is not a vegetarian either.
Since she received Zuo Si's personal support, she was also an out-and-out "Master", and she had countless magic equipment, potions, scrolls and other things on her body.
Just as a warrior brandished his two swords and launched a surprise attack from the side, intending to capture the young drow girl, he suddenly saw a sheep's head made of energy condensed appearing out of thin air.
The next second...
boom!!!!!
His whole body was knocked out by the huge sheep's head, and he climbed over the fence on both sides of the road and fell down the steep cliff.
If there were no magic like Featherfall and Flying, it would probably be reduced to a puddle of meat in a short time.
As we all know, the cities of the dark elves are usually built on some huge stalagmites with easy-to-defend and difficult-to-attack terrain, and connect various platforms together through bridges to form a huge urban network.
These bridges are actually streets in a broad sense.
It is not as spacious as a real street, and there are often no houses or buildings on both sides, but fences and handrails, and below is a complete and bottomless abyss.
In this environment, even if an 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 cannot maximize their troop deployment.
Generally speaking, the dark elves can use their terrain advantages to slowly wear down their opponents and eventually regain control of the city.
However, this design has a fatal drawback, that is, it is very prone to "accidental" falls.
The reason why the word "accident" is in quotation marks is because such accidents are basically deliberate murders disguised as accidents.
For example, if the second son in a family wants to get rid of his elder brother and replace him, he can suddenly push him off the bridge when he is alone, and then declare to the outside world that his brother "accidentally" fell.
There are countless examples of "brothers and brothers respecting each other" or "sisterly love" in Drow society.
Only this time, the bridge was successfully used by Lirael, and she killed a very threatening enemy with one shot of the Ring of the Ram.
Just look at the vigilant reactions of several other drow warriors and you will know how powerful this move is to them.
After all, warriors are not magicians and have 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 way the dark elves behave, not stabbing each other in the back is considered a sign of respect. You can't expect those male mages to catch up and add a flying or feather falling spell to you.
The unlucky guy who fell just now is a living example.
God knows if those mages deliberately wanted to kill a few more high-level warriors who had the right to speak, so that they could occupy more seats and have more say in the new parliament.
In this way, the originally aggressive siege suddenly turned into mutual suspicion, which fully demonstrated the chaotic and evil nature of the black elf like a demon.
Seeing that the warriors did not take action, the mages stopped chanting attack magic and began to provide themselves with various protections.
The scene suddenly fell into a strange stalemate.
Lirael obviously noticed this, and her eyes began to roll around.
Facts have proved that under the rule of Velen, the god of conspiracy, this group of men is not as good as the high priestesses during Lolth's rule.
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When the city council gave the order, no family dared to cheat and cheat. They all had to rush forward with all their strength, even if they died, they would die on the way to attack.
But now?
After just one unlucky guy died, this group of guys who couldn't hold up the wall started to be suspicious of each other and even refused to make any effort.
You must know that there is only one drow girl standing in front of them at this moment.
Even if Lirael is Eilistraee's chosen one, she will never be able to withstand the siege of so many people.
Just when the situation reached a stalemate, a scream suddenly made everyone alert.
I saw an afterimage flashing in the darkness, and then a soldier fell to the ground clutching his chest. Dark red blood quickly spurted out from his chest. It was obvious that his heart had been penetrated.
If it had been before, I would have called the priest to help with the treatment.
But the problem is that as Rose fell into silence and all her priestesses in the city were basically killed, there were not many priests available at the moment.
What's more, no one could see clearly who had done it just now.
So their first thought is their own safety.
As for the guy whose heart was stabbed, he ended up in this situation entirely because he accidentally deserved it.
Yes, this is the consequentialist behavior style of typical dark elf society.
No matter how powerful, wise, or cunning you have appeared before, once you encounter setbacks or failures, you will immediately fall into a situation of no return.
There will be no tolerance!
There will be no second chance to make a comeback!
That kind of cruelty that cannot be described in words is the most intuitive manifestation of the underlying operating logic of Drow society.
But before these Velen believers could figure out what happened, the same afterimage suddenly appeared again, and began a horrific killing spree at an alarming speed.
In less than a few seconds, more than forty people fell into a pool of blood one after another, dying.
Some of their hearts were penetrated, some of their throats were penetrated, and some of their eyes and the brain connected behind them were penetrated.
Because everything happened so fast and suddenly, there was no time to react.
Even mages blessed with protective magic were not spared.
"Damn it! An assassin has sneaked in! Hurry! Someone comes and seals this place off!"
"Where are the guards? I need protection now!"
"Spread out! Don't get together, those assassins will use our shadows to hide!"
"ah!!!!"
…
Accompanied by screams and shouts, the entire city council suddenly became a mess.
Because it had just been a short time since the seizure of power, a new power system had not yet been established in the game, so when some important figures were assassinated and died violently, many people began to act like headless flies, not knowing what to do.
To put it bluntly, it is caused by too low social organization and too loose power structure.
Although Lirael didn't know exactly what happened, she knew that this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for her, so she immediately activated her invisibility magic and escaped among the crowd.
Just when she was about to return to the secret stronghold, she suddenly felt someone stuffing something into her hand.
When I came back to my senses, I found that the other party had already left quietly, leaving only a bloody human head wrapped in cloth, with a small note thoughtfully attached to it, which said "Kusaler"
this name.
Obviously, this was the target that the drow girl asked to kill by name.
Combined with the previous assassinations and riots, Lirael immediately realized that someone was secretly helping her, and that the other party knew about the secret stronghold belonging to the dark girl Eilistraee, and even knew about the current difficulties faced there.
It's just that she doesn't know who the other party is.
Trade Federation spies planted in the Underdark?
Or a believer of the goddess or other chosen people?
Or is it a conspiracy and trap created by Viren?
For the still slightly immature Lirael, this feeling of being in a black fog is really terrible, as if she is just a chess piece being controlled, and there are several big hands trying to control her in the darkness.
Own.
It must be said that her perception is quite keen.
Because at this moment, the eyes of Velen, the Dark Elf God of Conspiracy, were watching her.
However, Viren also saw Viconia representing Zuo Si, so he was not in a hurry to take action.
In his opinion, by letting his good sister Eilistraee attract his mother's attention, he can accumulate more strength, and then find a way to deal with Silventarm and completely clear the final passage to the Spider Queen's throne.
"We'll 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 status quo where women are superior to men, make men the dominant class of society again, and make those women become men's playthings forever.
and reproductive tools.”
Viren's tone contained strong hatred and resentment.
Because according to the principle that believers and gods only influence each other and achieve each other, he has actually been suppressed and cowardly for thousands or even tens of thousands of years. He has long fallen into madness in his heart and wishes he could kill his mother first and then his sister.
, directly seizing the monopoly on the faith of the dark elves.
But it's a pity that he can't beat Rose as a mother, nor can he beat Eilistraee with Corellon as the background.
The result is that just like those men in drow society, they are caught in the middle and are not human beings.
In the eyes of Corellon, his father, Velen is one of the culprits who helped Lolth launch the rebellion and is a heinous sinner.
In the eyes of his mother, Rose, he was a waste who failed to achieve anything but failed, which made the originally promising situation fall short in the end.
If one were to find the most disliked god in the Dark Elf pantheon, it would have to be Velen, the god of conspiracy.
Over the years, he could only hide in the darkness like a rat in the gutter, quietly developing followers and secretly expanding his influence among men.
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Not only Velen, but the entire Dark Elf pantheon became commotion due to Lolth's sudden silence.
Except for Ghaunadaur, the ooze god, everyone else is gearing up to replace the Spider Queen.
In other words, whoever can win the championship in this chicken-eating competition can be promoted to a powerful god with the help of the power that monopolizes the entire dark elf faith.
This naked temptation is irresistible even to God.
Even though everyone knew it might be a huge trap, they still couldn't help but jump into it one after another.
In this way, a huge bet between gods was quietly formed.
Of course, Lirael didn't know any of these things.
At this moment, she has successfully completed the transaction with the previous drow girl, obtained the location of the secret warehouse, and successfully solved the problem of so many people eating, drinking, and eating. She also obtained the mission item for this trip, a sealed long box.
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Feeling the weight of the box, she immediately asked in an uncertain tone: "I just need to deliver this thing to a person named Helister in Menzoberranzan City, right?"
"That's right! That's what the goddess instructed."
The female pastor nodded vigorously, her eyes showing gratitude and admiration.
Although she was much older than the other person, she admired the girl for being able to escape unscathed after forcing her way into the city council and cutting off one of the people's heads.
As expected of the chosen one chosen by the goddess!
As everyone knows, even Lirael doesn't know how she escaped from that dangerous situation.
"Okay, I get it."
Although the drow girl wanted to open it and see what was inside the box, she gave up the idea in the end.
Because anything involving God is basically not something that mortals can easily interfere with.
Of course, except for magic goddesses like Elminster.
No hesitation!
After getting the things, Lirael immediately planned to leave this ghost place.
She is now more and more convinced that Velen, the God of Conspiracy, and his followers cannot succeed, and the only person who can replace the Spider Queen is her own goddess Eilistraee.
Some 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 it fell into silence, Lolth separated her kingdom from the bottomless abyss.
Because the Abyss is not a safe place, there are too many lunatics and lunatics who may take the opportunity to invade the Abyss Demonic Network to see if they can kill themselves.
After all, Demogorgon and Orcus had precedents for a demon lord being able to serve as a true god.
Therefore, as long as the spider queen still has some brains, she will temporarily move her kingdom out of the bottomless abyss before falling into silence, or at least isolate it.
This means that both Velen and Eilistraee need to find the entrance to the kingdom of Rose first.
So how to find it?
The answer, of course, is to go to those places where the number of dark elves is the largest, and then observe the whereabouts of the souls of the dead drow, especially the souls of priests.
You must know that accepting the souls of believers after death is a sacred contract between mortals and gods.
Unless a god really falls and lies in the astral realm, he must fulfill this obligation.
Menzoberranzan fits the bill perfectly.
In this way, with the things designated by Eilistraee, Lirael left the city that fell into the hands of Velen, and walked alone through the dangerous underdark.
After about a few days, we arrived at the entrance to Menzoberranzan.
As she expected, a rebellion should have broken out here, and the entire city's gates have been completely sealed.
Fortunately, she had prepared a secret passage for herself a long time ago, so she could bypass the gate and sneak out of the city.
Lirael bypassed the main entrance and found a strange-shaped stone in the passage near the side, and then began to wave her ten flexible fingers to recite a spell.
In a blink of an eye!
The originally natural rock wall suddenly began to shimmer, and then a secret door appeared out of thin air.
Without even a second's hesitation, she dived right in and disappeared into the darkness.
Then the whole person just kept falling, falling, and falling like jumping off a cliff.
Lirael silently counted to ten in her heart, and then blessed herself with the Feather Falling Technique.
The next second...
Her body became as light as a feather, and then her feet firmly stepped on the ground.
You know without asking that the drow girl is already familiar with this area, and she even feels as if she is home.
Just when she stood firm, a ferocious Terrorclaw suddenly rushed out from the darkness and threw Lirael to the ground.
If it were a normal situation, it would be estimated that the plasma would have started to splash around by now, and the remaining limbs would be flying around.
Because to the Direclaw, the dark elves have no other meaning than killing and eating them.
But what is incredible is that instead of killing Lirael, this direclaw monster kept hitting the opponent with its vulture-like head and made a weird cry.
Lirael patted the scary monster on the head and said with a smile: "Okay, okay, I know you miss me very much. How about you, how have you been during the past few years since I was gone?"
The Terrorclaw roared again to express the excitement in his heart.
You don't need to ask to know that it is not one of those insidious, cunning and cruel terrifying 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 secretly made many aliens as her "friends", including even a real dragon.
I have to say that she actually has the talent to become a druid or ranger.
After all, even Cui Sanye, who has the Innate Ranger Holy Body, cannot communicate with real Terrorclaw monsters, let alone understand what they want to express.
But none of these are problems in front of Lirael.
Because she has a special hairpin she received from Gromph Baenre, she can communicate with any creature with sufficient intelligence at the spiritual level.
This is why she has so many "friends".
After all, compared to dark elves who are cunning and cunning with various purposes, monsters are often simpler and more direct. At least they don't talk and laugh on the surface but secretly have some ulterior evil purpose.
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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 dinoclaw friend, a deep male voice suddenly interrupted this warm and harmonious scene.
"You shouldn't have come back!"
moment!
Lirael quickly got up from the ground and cast her gaze in the direction of the sound. A surprised expression soon appeared on her originally vigilant face.
"Father...Father! Why are you here?"
"Are you naive enough to think that no one knows about this secret passage?"
The chief mage of Menzoberranzan, Gromph Baenre, slowly walked out of the narrow passage leading into the city.
You must know that he was very fond of this daughter who had a rare talent as a mage. For this reason, he even killed Lirael's mother and took custody of her.
This is an outright deviant behavior in the dark elf society dominated by the Priestess of Lolth.
If the Baenre family was not the first family at that time, and the old matron, who had lived for thousands of years, was still alive and firmly in control of the power, even with his identity and status, he might have suffered backlash.
After all, the fact that women are more noble than men is endorsed by Rose.
So even though Gromph implemented a free-range strategy for Lirael when she was a child, it doesn't mean that he doesn't care about his daughter's safety and growth.
In fact, through powerful magical power, he can monitor Lirael's every move at any time, including those secret passages that the latter thinks absolutely no one knows about and various "friends" that are quite dangerous even in his eyes.
But unlike other drow parents, he did not violently interfere in his daughter's life, he just remained an observer.
This is also the reason why Lirael was able to obtain a "happy" childhood that other drow could not have at all.
In her heart, Lirael has always respected and loved her father, unlike other families where father and daughter only use each other.
Although the two of them did not meet many times, in the drow girl's memory, as long as her father appeared, he would basically fulfill all her requests and wishes.
"Are you now a follower of the Dark Maiden Eilistraee?"
Gonfu obviously noticed the holy emblem worn by his daughter and frowned subconsciously.
Although he did not object to Lirael escaping Rose's control and believing in other gods, he did not want her to believe in Eilistraee.
The reason is simple!
He was not optimistic about the outcome of the battle between Eilistraee and Rose, nor did he think that this innocent and kind-hearted 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 chosen one of the goddess."
Lirael openly revealed her current special identity without hiding anything.
"voter?!!"
Gonfu's pupils suddenly dilated, and his face became extremely ugly.
Because what he was most worried about happened.
Lirael nodded seriously: "Yes, the electorate."
Gromph took a deep breath and forced himself not to show the anger in his heart, and asked expressionlessly: "So you returned to Menzoberranzan with a mission this time? Are you interfering between the two goddesses?
war?"
"Sorry, you should know that I can't answer this question."
Lirael was very cautious and did not respond clearly.
Because she knew that her father was a follower of Rose. Although he might not be religious, he was a typical traditional dark elf.
The most important thing is that all of Gromph Baenre's power and status come from Menzoberranzan and the Baenre family, so it is unlikely that he will betray his family, betray Menzoberranzan and choose to believe in Eilistraee.
But this obviously does not trouble the Archmage.
In other words, he already knew the answer from the moment his daughter chose not to answer.
silence!
Terrible silence!
Even the direclaw felt the pressure from the chief mage of Menzoberranzan and began to knock on the surrounding ground and rocks, making harsh noises.
This is a "language" that only they understand, and it also sends threats and warnings.
"Calm down, father is not my enemy."
Lirael quickly stopped her friend's reckless move.
She understood that perhaps Gonfu would not attack her daughter, but he would definitely not show mercy to an irrelevant monster.
As long as it feels threatened, it will not hesitate to use powerful magical power to tear the Terrorclaw into pieces, and maybe even the body will not be left behind.
The father and daughter stared at each other's eyes for half a minute before Gonfu said: "Go back and leave here. Menzoberranzan is not a place you should come to. From the moment you choose to escape,
It has completely closed the door to you."
"What if I insist on going in?"
Lirael cautiously probed.
"Then you must pass my test. Because the current situation in Menzoberranzan is very special and very dangerous. It is more dangerous than ever before."
As he spoke, Gonfu raised his arms to reveal his carefully maintained hands.
Obviously, this is a very obvious signal for a spell duel.
Unless his daughter can defeat him, she will have to be kept out.
But Lirael did not want to engage in a spell duel with her father. Instead, she took out a piece of dark green metal from her backpack and asked with a smile: "Can I make a deal with you?"
"trade?"
A faint smile appeared on Gonfu's tense face, and then he asked: "Isn't the transaction you are talking about the piece of metal in your hand?"
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Its name is Saronite, and it is a mineral from another universe that was contaminated 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?"
When saying these words, Lirael showed the same sly smile as when she was a child, obviously knowing what kind of reaction her father would have next.
"Block all magical power and physical attacks?!"
Gonfu was visibly shocked and disbelieving.
Because in the universe where the planet Toril is located, although there are many magic metals and special materials, there has never been anything that can have the above two effects at the same time.
Taking fine gold, which is known as the hardest metal, as an example, it is difficult to carry out high-level complex enchantments on it.
Even the most skilled dark elf blacksmith can only turn it into fine gold powder through magic, and then reshape it through evil dark magic.
In other words, the swords and armors that Drow admired throughout the entire Faerûn continent were actually not forged but shaped using craftsmanship.
Those people are not so much blacksmiths as they are a group of alchemists or mages who can wield hammers.
And the entire shaping process requires the help of a high-level mage to complete.
If there really is a substance that can possess both properties, then it would definitely be an extremely precious gift from heaven for mages.
"If you don't believe it, you can try it yourself."
Lirael threw the small piece of Saronite in her hand very generously.
The cautious archmage did not catch it directly with his hands, but used a mage's hand.
Although he did not think that his daughter would want to kill him, the possibility of doing something small or using a paralyzing toxin was still quite high.
However, after doing a simple detection, his face quickly became serious.
Because all detection magic has no effect on this small piece of dark green metal.
In order to prove his conjecture, Gonfu quickly conducted various energy tests on the Saronite iron, including flame, electric shock, strong acid, cold, sound waves, etc., and even took out the 5 fine gold dagger he carried with him and stabbed it twice hard.
Down.
It turned out that no magic or physical attacks could leave even the slightest trace on it.
This metal substance really blocks all magic and physical attacks.
"Where did you get it?"
The archmage asked with his eyes shining slightly.
"Sos gave it to me.
If you are willing to step aside and act as if you didn't see anything, I can provide you with a thirty kilogram ingot of saronite.
How about it, it’s a good deal, isn’t it?
With these metals, you can create some special magic equipment for yourself, and even use them to strengthen those golems.
Of course, if one day you want to leave Menzoberranzan,"
Lirael seduces the Archmage naked and unabashedly.
She is obviously very aware of her father's profit-seeking nature and his strong desire for magical knowledge and power.
But Gonfu was obviously not so easily tempted. Instead, he narrowed his eyes and looked at his daughter who was becoming more and more courageous, and asked in a tentative tone: "Is that man very good to you? Or... you have become
Her lover?"
"No, not yet, at least not yet. But he does treat me well and allows me access to his private library."
The drow girl immediately denied it, then showed a hint of shyness.
"Haha, okay, I think I understand what's going on. I agree to the deal, and you can now enter Menzoberranzan."
Gonfu chuckled and turned sideways to let go of the narrow passage.
Because he was very sure that his daughter had been protected by the lord of the ninth level of Baator Hell, a man who even the gods were careful to treat.
This kind of protection is enough to ensure Lirael's safety from any external threats.
Even if you die accidentally, you will be resurrected afterwards.
Since there is no life-threatening danger, why stop it?
What's more, the Archmage is really interested in metals like Saronite, and has already begun to plan in his mind how to research and utilize it.
For a mage who has reached his level, there is nothing more exciting and thrilling than finding a brand new research topic.
That means you can take a step further on the path of magic.
Lirael noticed the change in her father's attitude, and walked forward cautiously, and stopped when she passed by Gromph, and confirmed again: "Am I really going to enter Menzoberranzan?
"
This time the Archmage just smiled and made a gesture of invitation, as if urging his daughter to hurry over and hand over the promised Saronite.
In the end, the father and daughter completed a secret transaction that no one knew about in a narrow secret passage.
After truly entering the familiar streets of Menzoberranzan, Lirael finally let go of her hanging heart, and began to appreciate with great interest the changes she had made in the years since she left.
The most obvious one is that there are fewer pedestrians on the street.
Perhaps due to the previous outbreak of rebellion, even the gray dwarves and drow merchants were very nervous. They would often raise their heads without warning and patrol the surroundings vigilantly, as if to confirm that there was no danger or abnormal situation nearby.
In addition, the places where noble families live have also stepped up their vigilance, and many have even turned on round-the-clock detection invisible magic circles if conditions permit.
Many of the slaves responsible for cleaning could often be seen in the past, but now they have basically disappeared.
Even in the bustling pubs and hotels, there were only a few scattered people going in and out.
Just when Lirael was about to go to the tavern to find out what happened recently, a big hand suddenly pulled her from the street into a deserted alley.
Out of her subconscious first reaction, she immediately wanted to use magic items to knock the opponent away.
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But after seeing the other party's appearance clearly, the drow girl gave up the idea, and asked with a surprised look on her face: "Drizzt! Why are you here?"
"Shh! Don't make a sound! I've been waiting for you here for a while.",
The ranger put his finger on his lips to silence, then turned his head and stared at the path the other person had just walked.
After about two or three minutes, a man suspected of being a thief emerged from the darkness and carefully checked the temperature of the footprints on the ground.
Obviously, he followed Lirael all the way here.
When Drizzt saw this, he didn't even hesitate for a second. He immediately picked up the girl and ran towards the dripping stalagmite forest not far away, hiding together behind a huge stalagmite.
Accompanied by the sound of dripping water, the running water on the ground quickly took away the remaining warmth when they passed by.
By the time the male drow followed enough, no useful clues could be found.
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.
When this guy of unknown origin was completely gone, Drizzt breathed a sigh of relief and said to the girl next to him: "Do you know how dangerous you were just now? There are informants everywhere in Menzoberranzan right now. They will
Track every suspicious or unidentifiable outsider. Once targeted, he will be arrested soon."
"What? Are those matrons crazy? Aren't they afraid of causing riots by doing this?"
Lirael's eyes widened in surprise.
You must 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 include the equally staggering number of slaves.
Therefore it needs to consume a lot of food every day.
These mushrooms grown by the city itself cannot be fully satisfied by the Loth beasts raised, and outsiders like the gray dwarf caravans need to provide them.
Especially since the Trade Alliance began to open restrictions to the underground world, many gray dwarf caravans have become second-tier dealers, 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.
City.
Especially the most scarce food, vegetables, fruits and processed meats, are in a state of short supply in various dark elf cities.
After all, the drow matrons all know how much nutritious and sufficient food can greatly increase their own population and strength.
Therefore, in Lirael's view, this kind of behavior that may interrupt trade is tantamount to suicide.
It won't be long before Menzoberranzan's food reserves will be exhausted.
When slaves cannot be provided with enough food to survive, even the most obedient slaves will trigger large-scale riots in order to survive.
"crazy?
Maybe.
Since Lolth fell into silence, riots have broken out twice in Menzoberranzan.
One time it was a slave, and the other time it was a male mercenary suspected of being a follower of Velen.
Today's mistresses are very nervous.
Because they no longer have access to divine magic, they must be extra vigilant to ensure that their rule will not be overthrown."
Drizzt gave the answer straightforwardly.
If he hadn't had the experience of surviving alone in the Underdark when he was young, and knew the many hiding places in Menzoberranzan, it would have been difficult for him to avoid the ubiquitous spies.