Verna felt irritated.

As a half-dark elf, Verna did a lot to get to where she is today. She relied on the power of the dark elves to rein in the bears and orcs, and with her strength and cruelty she gained considerable prestige in the Northlands. For a dark elf who had left her homeland and lost her family's protection, Verna felt that no one could do it better than herself.

When she took on the task that the grey dwarves had asked to explore the ruins deep in the mines, Verna knew her chance had come. As long as she can complete this task, then she can successfully root in Brandon Stone. By that time, she had a way to slowly climb to the top and rule the city.

Or even the whole Northland.

Verna didn't care about the dangers in the mines that the Grey Dwarves had mentioned, and in her opinion, these lowly creatures were just trying to make it difficult for themselves. However, for a woman with the blood of the dark elves, it was her choice to rise to the occasion. She was well prepared for this and was confident that she would succeed.

Because of this, Vilna didn't have the slightest affection for this necromancer and his subordinates who suddenly joined her team. She even suspected that the gray dwarf had already guessed her ambitions, so she deliberately sought out a necromancer to cause trouble for herself. Because of this, Verna obviously didn't have any good feelings for these two uninvited guests.

"Remember who you are! Cheap male!! ”

Vilna stomped her foot heavily, and her high-heeled leather boots studded with metal made a loud noise on the ground. She folded her arms and looked disdainfully at Jenn, who was wrapped in a black robe, and at the aristocratic girl standing beside him.

"Don't think that the mage is so great, since you have asked to join my team and act with us. Then you must obey my orders! Of course I know you're a mage, but I can guarantee that if you don't obey my orders or even get me in trouble, then my sword can go through your throat as well! I promise that's faster than the time you chant magic! ”

Hearing Vilna's angry threat, Jenn didn't say anything. Instead, Enoa frowned slightly, and then she slid gracefully and took a half-step forward -- as if she were a lady inviting a dance partner to a ball.

"I hope you can retract your insulting words to your master, beautiful 'half-blood' Miss Dark Elves."

Enoa stared at the purple pupils quietly, whether intentionally or unintentionally, and she pronounced the word "half-blood" very strongly.

"We only came here at the invitation of the Grey Dwarves, and if it weren't for the fact that we share the same destination, then we wouldn't have had to travel with you at all. I hope you have a deep understanding of this. ”

"You ..............."

Hearing Enoa's words, Verna was almost mad. If it was in the city of the dark elves, then whoever dared to speak to her like this would only end up being tortured to death by the dark elves. Unfortunately, this is not the city of the Dark Elves, and Enoya's pale and even somewhat bluish skin is clearly warning her of the true identity of the noble girl in front of her.

The undead.

Through the special vision of the dark elves, Verna could see the light emanating from Jenn's body, representing the temperature of life. That's proof of the living. But in the girl in front of her, she couldn't see anything like it. If it wasn't translated into normal visual form, Vilna would only think that what was in front of her eyes was a rock or something.

Verna's knowledge warns her that any undead creature with intelligence on par with that of a living person is the most difficult enemy to deal with. Even Barenso's First Mistress had to have a certain respect for the walking corpses. She was incredibly sure that her sword would pierce the girl's slender throat in the next moment, but she had no doubt that the other would tear her chest at the same time.

The answer to who will actually die when the time comes, is almost imminent.

Eventually, Vilna chose to leave. She stomped her foot in anger, then turned and strode forward. After confirming that the other party had compromised, Enoa returned to Jenn's side again with a calm smile.

"You shouldn't have played tricks on her."

Jenn, who was silently watching the whole drama next to him, did not speak until this time. Enoa's loyalty to herself made her unable to tolerate anyone's ridicule and insults to Jenn. Jenn was sure that if Vilna dared to say half a word, then her heart would have been held in Enoa's hands by now.

In this regard, Enoa is very persistent. She has shown more than once the courage of the undead to know fear. Not only in the face of Verna, but when she was in the Demon Realm, even in the face of those powerful demons, she never flinched.

Jenn remembers very well that once his sister came to look for him, but Jenn was too busy with a real estate to be disturbed in the slightest. So Enoa used all her strength to keep Vivien out, even if she was broken by the angry half-dragon girl, she didn't have the slightest fear or retreat.

In the end, even Vivien was terrified of Enoa's insistence, and was eventually pulled away by Nabelius, who rushed to hear the news. Since then, no one has dared to underestimate the necromantic girl summoned by Jenn.

Only Jenn knew that the connection between himself and Enoa was far deeper than they thought.

"In the dark underground, a fun toy to pass the time, master."

In the face of Jenn's words, Enoa winked playfully.

"And, I think you've seen it too."

"yes......... That's right..............."

Hearing Enoa's words, Jenn nodded, he reached out and pushed his glasses, and then looked at Verna, who was standing at the front of the line and waving a leather whip loudly, and a light flashed through the lenses.

The reason why Vilna was so angry in front of Jenn was not only because she wanted to maintain her prestige and status, but also because of fear. As a demon, Jenn could feel that in the body of that dark elf, there was also the blood of burning dark flames.

That's the blood of the demons.

This is the reason why Vilna is restless in front of Jenn. Because the other half of her bloodline was instinctively reminding the dark elf that there was a demon standing in front of her, and it was a royal family. In the harsh and hierarchical society of the demons, nothing is more important.

Therefore, even if Jenn just stood in front of Verna and did nothing, this half-blood dark elf would instinctively feel fear, and she would want to kneel in front of Jenn and can't wait to show her submission - this is what a demon should do when facing a noble bloodline.

But Verna was clearly unfamiliar with it, and it was because of this that she was frightened by this sudden fear. And from her expression, Jenn could guess that Verna probably didn't know that she had demon blood flowing at all. Otherwise, she would definitely be able to see her identity first. After all, in the dark world underground, only the demons are eternal and supreme rulers.

"It seems that she doesn't know her background at all."

Jenn whispered to himself, while Enoa nodded to the side. During his years in the Demon Realm, Jenn had learned a lot, and although his strength was not enough to use powerful spells, the power of knowledge was never limited to combat.

In fact, Jenn had even guessed how Werna was born. For the dark elves, the demons are their supreme lord and ruler, and all the dark elves are subject to a demon king named Rose in the demon world.

In order to obtain the power and gifts of the demons, the dark elves will hold rituals from time to time, summon the powerful demons of the demon world to their side, and sacrifice their bodies for those demons in order to form an alliance with each other. And in this kind of ritual, occasionally a child is born mixed with demon blood.

And Vilna, obviously, is one of them.

It's just that what makes Jenn curious is that the dark elves who are generally born with a hybrid of demons have a fairly high status and status. There are few outcasts of the Dark Elves like Verna, and what has she done so that even her bloodline can't protect this poor hapless bastard?

Jenn suddenly became very interested in it.

This may leave a strong mark on his record.

Unbeknownst to her, Verna had become Jenn's "watchpiece", and she was wielding a whip to drive the burly bear goblin forward. She couldn't understand where the fear and uneasiness in her heart came from when she saw the necromancer. She could feel that she cared about the other person's actions, like a student who was always worried that her teacher would give her too bad an opinion.

This feeling made Verna very uncomfortable, even in the city of the dark elves, when facing her mistress, she was not so careful and cared so much about the other party's feelings.

But why are you so careful in the face of this necromancer? Is it because he is afraid of his mage status? It's not the first time Verna has dealt with a mage, but why does this necromancer feel different from everyone else?

"Bell......... Clang............!! ”

Just as Verna was deep in thought, there was a heavy pounding of stones. Before Verna could come to her senses, a terrible scream was heard in front of her. Immediately afterwards, I saw that next to the team, those "stones" that originally looked harmless and piled up in a corner suddenly stood up, and they waved their huge claws and attacked the team in front of them!

Hearing this, Verna's complexion suddenly changed drastically.

"Oh no, it's a dreadclaw!!"

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