"Why does she think so highly of that slave boy? Even the men in the family have never..." Fishˇ"Han Qun〖〗:'ˉ⒏⑸⑺６＼』⑥%3#寺⊥寺２ "Could it be that, no..." Chapter 30 The Imagination of the Dark Elves "No no no!!!" "Cassia, you bitch. What the hell are you doing?" "Why did you deliberately send me away?" "You bitch, what the hell are you and that bitch-born human doing in the training room?" While Li Yin was still in shock, a vivid picture had already entered his mind. In the center of the huge circular training room, under the countless crystals that dotted the dome like stars, in the quiet light, was a tall and muscular figure, as if shrouded in a hazy halo of pure white moon. The swan-like graceful neck swayed and stretched, and on the cold and sharp face, the bright red corners of the mouth were charmingly raised at an unprecedented angle. Cassia's face was even more red than after the fierce fight just now, and her originally clear eyes were showing a blurred and scattered look. And right below this beautiful scene, where Cassia's blurred and distracted eyes occasionally glanced, Li Yin saw a more familiar face - it was himself.
At the same time, a morbid, twisted, yet extremely intense feeling of joy surged from the dark elves. "Puff——" Li Yin's mind was unstable, his heart was beating fast, and a mouthful of blood was about to rush out of his throat. He staggered and managed to keep his balance. Then, his head buzzed, his nose felt hot, and he suddenly felt a tingling sensation. He subconsciously wiped his nose with his hand, and two bright red spots appeared on the back of his hand. Dark Elves... He stared at the blood on the back of his hand, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, and let out a long sigh in his heart. Is this the dark elf? ——I have to say, it’s very imaginative. They are indeed one of the most intelligent... and most unrestrained races in the world. Come - let me appreciate your excellent imagination again. Li Yin was about to concentrate again and cast his detective mind again, but the two dark elf warriors who were startled by his movement had already turned around. The imaginative dark elf warrior looked in amazement at his nose and mouth full of blood, and his nostrils that were still gushing blood. "This kid was injured by Princess Cassia's beating?" "He won't die, will he?" "It would be best if I die!" The dark elf warrior who whipped himself ten times snorted coldly and said with glee. ------ In the bathroom next to the Borginia family's training room, Cassia looked at herself in the mirror, tidied her appearance, then turned around and pushed the door open to walk out. A dark elf maid in military uniform followed behind her, with her weapon slung on her belt and her hands holding the mithril mail and white warrior uniform she had just changed out of.
Now her tall and graceful figure was shrouded in a loose black robe with a lifelike giant spider embroidered in the middle - this was the uniform of the Spider Academy. What a pity... She bit her lower lip lightly, and the sharp corners of her eyes and eyebrows softened a little, revealing a feeling of being unsatisfied. If she hadn't had classes at the Spider Academy in the afternoon, she would have liked to play with the newly bought animal for a while longer. However, there is plenty of time. She glanced at the back of the human being gradually walking away surrounded by two warriors, and thought to herself, there is no need to rush. Then, her eyes and eyebrows returned to their complete indifference, and she walked towards the stairs with light and powerful steps. When passing by the training room, there was a sudden sound of ping-pong. The door was not closed, so Cassia took a peek inside. Several dark elf warriors were fighting. A group of warriors in ordinary clothes surrounded another young man in luxurious clothes. Although the young man was outnumbered and surrounded, he was not at a disadvantage. His dark figure was swift and agile, like a dark lightning, galloping through the dense swords and shadows without a moment's delay. In a blink of an eye, there was a scream, and one of the besieged warriors covered his hands and retreated, and a scimitar fell to the ground with a clang. At the same time, the young man in the center raised his face while spinning and leaping, looking quite proud. Cassia withdrew her gaze, her expression as usual, and her brisk and powerful steps did not slow down at all, still walking towards the stairs. "Cassia." Just as her figure was about to completely disappear on the other side of the door, a voice from the training room called her. Cassia stopped, turned her head and looked towards the source of the sound. Several civilian warriors had stopped attacking and had taken several steps back. In the open space in the middle, the noble man was staring straight at her with a smile on his face that could not be described as friendly. "Felix." She responded briefly, without any other unnecessary movements or expressions. Felix waited for a while before speaking, still with a smile on his face, and he didn't seem offended by the other party's coldness. "I heard," he said, holding the hilt of his rapier with both hands, tiptoed, and leaned forward loosely, "you brought a slave into the family training room?" Cassia still just looked at him indifferently without any response. "I believe that everyone has their place," Felix continued. "Slaves should stay in the slave camp and be trained in the slave training ground." "My dear sister, may I ask why you brought a dirty, lowly slave into the training room of a member of the noble Borgia family, allowing his filthy sweat and foul breath to pollute our clean training ground?" Felix frowned his straight eyebrows and at the same time stretched out one hand to cover his nose, as if the air was filled with an unbearable stench. "Could it be that," he then asked in a muffled voice, "our family's power has become so great that the training grounds of the slave camp are already overcrowded and can't squeeze in even one more slave?" Cassia stared quietly at Felix's expression full of anger and complaints, still without any expression. She waited for a long time, making sure that Felix had nothing else to say, and then she spoke, deciding to end this boring topic once and for all. She thought Felix had something important to talk to her about, but it turned out to be just a provocation, an attempt to reconstruct the suppressed sense of superiority and self-esteem by showing off his status in front of an insignificant slave... "I agree with your point of view." She sighed slightly, as if she was already tired of this boring topic after just opening her mouth. "Everyone has his or her own place." "So, Felix. You want a princess of Borgia, a priestess of the Spider Queen, to train with a slave in a slave training camp?" Yuhan groupˇ『：》‰釟㈤～°栖⑥琉“散〓｜④寺⒉ Chapter 31 Location Her tone was casual at first, but then became more and more majestic, especially when she mentioned the words "Spider Queen". At the same time, Felix's face turned visibly from red to white. "No," he shuddered in panic and quickly defended himself, "That's not what I meant, sister." "I mean...slaves should be trained in slave training camps, not -"
He finally caught a little inspiration and sorted out his thoughts: "It's definitely not directed at you, sister." "So you want me to fight the guys in the slave camp from a distance here?" A rare smile appeared on Cassia's solemn face, although that smile was full of funny and sarcastic meaning. "No, you misunderstood, sister." Felix said seriously, "I mean, you shouldn't train with that slave at all. You are the princess of Borgia and the priestess of the Spider Queen. As noble as you are, why would you choose a slave as your opponent?" "Don't you think that your behavior has lost your status?" "Not only have you insulted yourself, you have also brought shame upon our family and the goddess you worship!" Cassia frowned slightly. Felix saw this and showed a hint of satisfaction on his face. Cassia used the name of the family and the goddess to pressure him, which really made him panic for a while. But he immediately used the spear of the enemy to attack the shield of the enemy and reversed the offensive, which made him have to admire his own intelligence. He decided to take this opportunity to educate his youngest sister and let her understand the importance of respecting her elder brother. So he continued to put on a respectful and teaching tone. “I’ve always believed that the level of competition we play against determines the level we can reach.” "What can you learn from fighting a slave? How to be a slave?" As soon as the word "slave" came out, Cassia's two long, sharp eyebrows suddenly tightened. "Watch out, Felix!" she snapped. "You're talking to a priest of the Spider Queen!" Felix realized that his words were a bit too harsh, and was racking his brains to find ways to remedy the situation, but Cassia spoke again in a stern voice: "Who gave you the guts to call a slave my 'rival'?" "But, but..." Felix was confused and hesitated. "It was only a slave, whom I trained as you train your lizards and bats. Who gave you the courage to call such a thing a rival to the Princess of Borgia, the priestess of the Spider Goddess?" "Would you call your lizards and bats your competitors?" "Who on earth is taking this opportunity to humiliate me to humiliate our family and our goddess?" Cassia's scarlet eyes stared straight at Felix, the cold color like two smears of frozen blood. "I...I..." Felix was sweating profusely, no longer showing any trace of the superiority and arrogance of a noble prince. "And," Cassia lowered her voice, ready to end the conversation in an extremely cold and chilling tone. "I question your theory about your rivals. Apparently," she looked coldly at the civilian warriors around Felix, who all lowered their heads as soon as they met her gaze, "practicing with a group of servants has not taught you how to be a good servant." "Servant?" Felix was a little confused at first, but then he realized what was happening and opened his eyes wide. "I am your brother." "By blood, yes," Cassia said expressionlessly, "But, I'd like to take this opportunity to remind you." "Don't you think you should show due respect to the priestess of the Spider Queen? From now on, I don't want to hear words like 'sister' anymore. You should call me by my first name, man." "Male?" Felix looked incredulous. "I'm your brother!" "Male, please put yourself in the right place." Cassia glanced at him coldly and turned away. …In the training room, Felix gritted his teeth.
"She's just an apprentice priest!" He didn't speak angrily until Cassia's footsteps gradually disappeared. He looked around at the civilian warriors around him with indignation, trying to gain some recognition from them. The Spider Goddess' priests are indeed the most honorable people in the entire drow society. They are the servants of the goddess, and the other dark elves are their servants. However, Cassia, that little girl, is not a formal priest yet, but just an apprentice priest in the academy. How dare she treat her brother like this - Felix clenched his fists and stood there, feeling the blood rushing up but with nowhere to vent. Finally, he stamped his feet fiercely and roared angrily: "That human, I'm going to feed it to my vicious bats." "Then you should feel lucky," suddenly, a cold voice sounded in his ears. The tone was flat and the voice was not loud, as if someone was standing next to him and talking to him. "My slave is quite picky about food. Bats should not be on his menu. Otherwise, you will have to rely on your own two legs to travel." Felix turned his head sharply and subconsciously looked in the direction of the sound, but all he saw was a ball of air. Instantly, he felt cold all over, as if a basin of snow water had been poured over his head. The anger in his heart also melted away with the ice and snow, leaving only a deep chill. ------ At night, Li Yin walked in the manor of the Borginia family again. Just now, two other strange dark elf warriors came to the slave camp and brought Cassia's order to summon them again. Li Yin was not surprised that Cassia would summon him again soon. The mischievous teasing when they parted in the morning was certainly intended to make him uneasy, but her attitude of not answering indicated that she would save the answer for the next meeting. However, although Li Yin expected her to be quick, he did not expect her to be so quick. Was it necessary to summon her twice in one day? It seems that this dark elf noblewoman's interest in him is deeper than he thought. In other words, the effect of the charm was better than he thought. Taking this into consideration, Li Yin had no concerns about the safety of this trip. His mentality was quite relaxed at this moment, which was completely different from that time in the morning. However, amid his relaxed mood, there was indeed a shadow of hope - the hidden worry about the distant future. The dark elf priestess currently showed a strong interest in him, which was good, but Li Yin didn't know how to maintain her strong interest in him. Chapter 32 Your Name (Part 1) Only by maintaining such a strong interest can she summon me frequently, and I will have enough opportunities to use my charm on her seamlessly. If Cassia stopped summoning him frequently from some point on, the charm would inevitably expire. Once the charm expired, Cassia's attitude towards him would further deteriorate, and it would be even less likely that she would summon him again... Once it came to that point, his situation would probably take a sharp turn for the worse. Li Yin did not have the confidence to let Cassia summon him frequently just by using the charm technique. The charm technique only turned the target into a friend, and even close friends might not be together every day. Cassia was so interested in him now, the charm technique was just the basis, the more important thing was the unfamiliarity, she didn't know anything about him, and was full of curiosity - this was the reason why she summoned him twice in one day. And once she knows me well enough - this day will come, and it won't be too far away - then it will be unrealistic to expect to meet so frequently... A few dozen minutes later, under the guidance of two dark elf warriors, Li Yin came to an open space again. With the experience of the morning, he was no longer confused this time. Before the dark elves grabbed him roughly, he had already opened his arms and flew upwards under their control. The other "inverted mountain" was even larger and more spectacular than the one in the morning. At the adamantine gate at the bottom of the mountain, the two male dark elf warriors in charge of the escort stopped. A female dark elf warrior wearing mithril chain mail and holding a rapier at her waist walked out of the gate, looked at him arrogantly, and gestured for him to come forward. Li Yin immediately felt a solid push on his waist like a punch. He stumbled forward and managed to steady himself, still feeling a burning pain in his waist. However, he did not look back at the two male dark elves who were rude to him, but walked straight towards the female dark elf in front of him.
With his mastery of charm, he could easily have made the two dark elf warriors friendly, and he could have done so on the way here. Including this morning, if he had charmed the other two warriors in advance, he would not have been whipped in the training room. However, on the first night in the slave camp, he had already made up his mind not to abuse the spell of charm. This was not out of any kindness that advocated free will, but a strategy that Li Yin formulated after carefully analyzing his own living situation. Dark elves are basically evil bastards. If he follows his instinct and turns every bastard dark elf he meets into a "friend", then he will probably have a large number of "friends" soon. Having friends is a good thing, but a lowly human slave has so many friendly dark elves. I'm afraid any dark elf who stays out of it will keenly notice that something is wrong. Therefore, after careful analysis, Li Yin decided that Charm can only be used on specific important targets, and the fewer such targets the better. As for other dark elves, as long as their evil nature is not enough to threaten his survival, they should be forbearing.