In the city of the Dark Elves, things like the execution of slaves happen every day, and it's not worth making a fuss about at all, but the next scene is so stunned that you can't come back to your senses for a long time.

I saw a dark elf woman wearing the High Priestess emblem walking over and shouting, "Lisol, what's going on here?" ”

"The slave has always been disobedient, and I'm a little tired of it." The dark elf warrior named Lisol did not notice the flash of murderous intent on the priestess's face, and replied with a smug face.

Hearing this answer, the priestess's anger exploded in an instant. She widened her eyes and yelled, "This slave is not your property!" He's mine! ”

"Hug ...... Sorry, Mistress. The slave did not obey the order, and I have already executed him. Lisol also apparently sensed that something was wrong, and quickly made an excuse for himself.

In the society of the Dark Elves, women have a higher status than men, and are taller, more robust, and more dangerous at the same time. They have a capricious personality, and they are likely to be intimate with you one second, and stab a sacrificial spider dagger into your heart the next.

However, this excuse was a little clumsy, and it was obviously not enough to appease the priestess's anger. She directly pulled out the snake head whip on her waist and let out a sneer: "Hmph! Hear me clearly, stupid. You're easier to replace than a trained slave! ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the snake's head flew out, and at once it wrapped itself around Lisol's neck, and quickly tightened it. He pleaded as he desperately tried to get rid of the whip, "But...... Mother and Mother ...... Please! Don't ......"

But alas, the High Priestess turned a deaf ear to this. It didn't take long for the Dark Elf warrior who had killed the slave without permission to die completely. He probably never dreamed of it. Just killing a slave yourself will end up dead on the spot.

"Idiot! You're dead, and I have other sons. But it costs a lot of money when a slave dies. Saying that, the high-ranking priestess directly threw the corpse into the abyss. From her words, it can be heard that this killed guy turned out to be his own son, which shows the cold-bloodedness and cruelty of the dark elf society.

The guy who had been treated like a hero a few minutes ago became an unlucky victim in an instant, with no sympathy, no mercy, and the onlookers even privately ridiculed him for being a fool and killing a slave without the consent of his mother. Deserve.

The patrol in charge of policing stood by and watched from beginning to end, and had no intention of coming over and taking care of it. In the city of the Dark Elves, the Mistress has the power to kill and kill her family, and she has not broken any laws. As for slaves, they are not human beings at all, they are animals, sacrifices, property, and they have no rights at all.

"A city full of evil, chaos, twists, lies, and intrigues, it's simply the best place for adventurers." After saying that, Henry narrowed his eyes and pretended to be very intoxicated, and several gray dwarf warriors next to him were so frightened that they took several steps back before stopping.

Carrig secretly sighed at the acting skills of this king's majesty. Then he smiled and shook his head: "Let's go, let me take you to the stall in front to pick out two heavy hand weapons." There is everything from swords and halberds to axes and hammers, and occasionally you can see something good that won't be destroyed even if exposed to the sun. ”

"Oh? Sounds like a lot of fun. The corners of Henry's mouth turned up slightly, allowing the evil smile to regain on his face. He now looks like most Dark Elves, only more neurotic and a little crazy.

Squeezing through the bustling crowd, the caravan came to a stall full of swords and armor, where many people picked and went, and some came to sell their loot.

The boss is a dark elf male who can't tell his age, wearing an ordinary pure gold chain mail, two thick arms are exposed, almost twice as thick as most dark elves, and at first glance it looks like a muscle mass that can only be formed by years of heavy body labor, and it is likely that he is a professional blacksmith.

His way of doing business is very peculiar, neither shouting propaganda nor talking nonsense, and the price of each weapon is clearly marked, and he will either pay and take the person away, or get out.

Carrig pointed to the stall owner and whispered, "Don't underestimate this guy, he's the whole Uster. Nasa's best blacksmith, many family martial arts chiefs come here to customize weapons. The swords on those shelves are a bit more expensive than the ones around, but they're definitely worth the money. ”

Henry stepped forward and picked up a blue-black adamantite gold dagger and looked at it carefully, and couldn't help but nod slightly: "It's really good, the quenching, annealing, and tempering are all processed at just the right time, the texture is hard, and it is not easy to roll the blade, each piece is a fine product." ”

He had studied forging for a while, and although he couldn't devote all his heart and soul to the forged sword like those really famous blacksmiths, it was still no problem to distinguish between good and bad and the level of craftsmanship.

"Boy, you're very discerning, and I'm sure you've learned to black. How about it, are you interested in working in my shop? The shopkeeper had clearly heard the comment and wanted to recruit an experienced helper.

No way, forging magic weapons has always been a time-consuming and laborious job, and if you always do it alone from beginning to end, it won't take a few years for your body to be exhausted. Therefore, it is important to have a competent helper in the forging process. Henry's comment just now showed a very professional side, so he was particularly favored.

"I'm sorry, I've been here enough to buy weapons, and I don't have much interest in forging." With that, Henry put the dagger back on the shelf. He had now made up his mind to gather some useful talents in the destruction of the city, and the blacksmith in front of him was one of them.

The rejected stall owner was not angry, but sneered and said: "Ha, another ambitious young man, I hope it will not be swallowed up by the city too soon." By the way, your face looks unfamiliar, you should be new here, right? ”

"That's right, my name is Nimes, and I'm here with a caravan of gray dwarves. Get ready to make a name for yourself here. As he said this, Henry deliberately raised his chin slightly. Pretend to have no one in your sights.

He had to blend into the upper echelons of society in the shortest possible time. Otherwise, it would be too late for Aberdale and his party to come in. What is the fastest way to become famous in Dark Elf City? It's very simple, go to a duel. As long as you can defeat the martial arts chiefs of those top-ranked families, then the door of the nobility will soon open for you.

Of course, choosing this path also means being accompanied by killing and intrigue, but fortunately, Henry himself is not a dark elf, as long as he rescues Alan, he can directly start the prelude to the destruction of Miè, so that the world can re-understand his ferocity and cruelty.

The stall owner narrowed his eyes and looked at it, but did not continue to be sarcastic. Instead, he stood up and pointed to the weapon on the shelf behind him.

"It's all my work, and every piece is infused with magic and adamantite gold, and it's top notch in terms of sharpness and hardness. But remember, don't be foolish enough to take them to the surface, because once left in Rose's arms and exposed to the sun, they will quickly decay and become a useless pile of dust. ”

"Can't we just do something? I want to take them to the surface and kill the goblins. Once again, Henry feigned dissatisfaction and hatred, as all the Dark Elves did, with a very aggressive and angry expression.

"No, and I don't want to. Imagine that. What an insult it would be if all that garbage on the surface used our weapons as well. Bah! As he spoke, the boss spat hatefully on the ground. He made no secret of his hatred for the inhabitants of the surface.

After venting the hatred in his heart, he touched his chin full of stubble and smiled: "Haha, I'm sorry, I accidentally got excited." If you're looking for something that won't be corroded by the sun, I've got a few more goodies to grab from the surface, but they're much more expensive. ”

Henry shrugged his shoulders indifferently: "It's okay, take out those weapons that won't rot and take a look, and I'm picking out two knives for me, remember that they are long knives, not scimitars." ”

He didn't care if this person hated surface creatures, anyway, the dark elves were a bunch of utilitarians, and when the time came, this guy promised to kneel down and lick his boots in order to survive.

"Ha, it's a big business, I'm going to look inside the box." After saying that, the boss plunged into the cabinet in the back and began to rummage.

While no one was looking, Henry bent down and whispered in Carrig's ear, "My gold coins are not convenient to use here, so I'll pay the bill for me in a while, and I'll return it to you when I get back to the inn." ”

"It's my pleasure to serve you." The leader of the Grey Dwarf caravan lowered his voice as he replied.

After a while, the boss walked out with a spear, a cane, a dagger, and two long knives stuck in their sheaths.

He threw them on the container and said to Henry, "All right, here are the things you want." Fifteen thousand gold coins for spears, twenty thousand for canes, seven thousand five daggers, and two long knives for a total of one thousand and two, and if I want them all to erase for you, forty-three thousand gold coins. By the way, I can pay for it with gems, precious metals, magical items, and other things of value. ”

Henry probably took a look at these things, and couldn't help but secretly sigh that the magic weapons and armor in the underground were really cheap, especially the spear that exuded the breath of death, which was definitely close to the legendary weapon, and it was only sold for fifteen thousand.

But it's no wonder, because most of the dark elves' adamantite weapons can reach level 3 enchantment, which is not much different from level 5 enchanted legendary weapons, and the price is also cheaper, with them, who needs those complex craftsmanship and expensive things on the surface.

Since he had made a windfall in the city of the Sawa Fish Man not long ago, he was now very wealthy, so he nodded without hesitation and said, "Very good things, I want them all." ”

Hearing this, the corners of Kalig's mouth couldn't help twitching, and a very painful expression appeared on his face, but who made him agree just now. By the end of the deal, the caravan wagons had two-thirds less in their loads, and most of the rest were worthless rags...... (To be continued......)