Immediately after the purge was over, Arcanis took the men with him and never asked who killed Bardy. Because he already had the answer in his heart, the dangerous aura that Henry exuded just now was equivalent to clearly telling everyone that it was himself who did it, and if he didn't want to die, it was best to keep his mouth shut.

No one wants to provoke a powerful legendary spellcaster, especially a for-profit organization like the Shadow Thief. Otherwise, just being idle and making trouble can make them unable to eat and walk, not to mention the power to ruin miè like legendary magic.

Arcanis didn't want to be an enemy of such a person, so he wisely chose to leave immediately. After all, the two sides are still allies, and there are still many things that need to be worked together in the future, so there is no need to make an unpleasant fuss over this little thing. As for those subordinates, they naturally knew what to do, otherwise he wouldn't mind letting those who couldn't control their mouths evaporate.

Seeing that the people of the Shadow Thieves Guild were so knowledgeable, Henry's face showed a satisfied smile, and he directly used his teleportation magic to return to his room, without even eating, and fell asleep on the bed. He was so tired, so much had happened since last night that he didn't even blink, let alone rest.

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At the same time, poor Eren also begins a miserable life in the dark elf city. Of course, this misery is only compared to the comfortable life before, and it is still much better than those slaves who are really at the bottom. After all, Chasma's revenge plan needs a living bait, not a rotting, stinking corpse.

He carefully held the rag. One by one, they wiped down the magical items piled up in the warehouse. Don't dare to be lazy at all. If you can't do all the work here before you eat it, it means you're going to go hungry. What's more, there is also a Kwasai demon with a leather whip next to him, and as long as he slows down a little, he will be hit immediately.

You must know that demons are never good people, and even if they are fine, they will find something to do. By the time little Allen finished wiping the last collection, there were already five more whip marks on his body, although it was only a skin injury, but the appearance of the skin was still quite terrifying. But he didn't cry. Instead, he gritted his teeth and stiffened up.

After so many days of torture, he had come to understand once and for all that crying would not lead to mercy and pity, but would only make the damned dark elves even worse. As described in the books, this is an extremely evil race that bases its own happiness on the pain of others, and crying will do nothing but make them more pleasant.

"Give! It's your meal! Lie on the ground and eat slowly, hahahahahaha! "Quasmo took a bowl of boiled Lothmon (an animal that feeds on mosses and fungi, and has the same position as a cow, sheep, or other domestic animals in the ground. is the main source of meat and animal power) pieces of meat are poured on the ground.

It had apparently been instructed by Chasma to humiliate and torture the little boy in front of her as much as possible. Let them completely lose all self-esteem, and finally become like those godless slaves.

Alan held back his anger, squatted down and carefully picked up the pieces of meat, blew the dust on it, and ate his stomach as fast as he could. He understands that food is very precious here, and that if you don't eat it, it means you will starve, and if you starve, you will not have the strength, and if you don't have the strength, you can't finish your work, and you can't finish your work and you don't have anything to eat. It's a dead loop, and the end result is either death of thirst or exhaustion.

As the saying goes, the environment is the best teacher. The pampered young boy has learned to endure in a cruel environment, turning a blind eye to insulting gestures and language. For him, only by surviving can he be rescued and have a chance of revenge.

Seeing that the desired effect was not achieved, Quasdemonia immediately whipped and shouted, "Lazy worm! Now that you're done eating, let's get to work! Next, you have to go to the library and organize the books inside, and there is no room for any confusion. ”

"Yes...... But I don't know the Dark Elf text. Alan lowered his head and whispered. He didn't dare to look up at all, for fear that the other party would see the hateful look in his eyes.

"If you don't know, you can learn! It's not an excuse to be lazy! This is a comparison of the dark elves and lingua franca, which you can look up and sort out as you go. Of course, if you don't finish your work on time, you won't have to eat your next meal. As he spoke, Quassemo threw a thick book on the ground. From the ill-intentioned expression on its face, it knew that this matter was definitely deliberately difficult.

Alan didn't speak, silently picked up the book, took a deep breath, and walked in the direction of the library. He knew that continuing to talk nonsense was a complete waste of time, and the other party would never give him a chance to choose, so it was better to get to work quickly.

The library inside the Mage Tower is very large, with more than a dozen huge bookshelves and tens of thousands of precious books. Some of these are inherited from the elven civilization, and of course, the part about the elven gods has been completely erased. Some are records of arriving in the dark regions, including history, geography, biology, metal smelting, spells, etc., covering almost all aspects.

Many of the dark elves who were reading here suddenly noticed that a human child was clumsily carrying a ladder up and down the organizer's books, and at the same time holding a bulky dictionary in his hand, opening it from time to time to look it up.

One of the guys had a slightly upturned mouth and a vicious smile on his face. He whispered a spell, followed by several magic missiles from his fingertips, shattering the wooden ladder in an instant. Alan, who was working, was caught off guard and fell to the ground all of a sudden, bumping into several bookshelves. A large number of books were scattered on the floor, looking like a mess.

"Hahaha! See? That's the garbage on the surface! I can't do even a little thing, and I only deserve to be a slave. The dark elf who had quietly done it just now laughed loudly.

His words quickly drew the heels, and for a moment all sorts of foul language filled the entire library, and some extremists even clamored to kill this inferior surface human.

Horrified by the spectacle, Alan curled up and hiding under the bookshelves, tears rolling around his eyes. It was the first time he had seen such a scene, and the vicious faces were like demons crawling out of the abyss, talking unscrupulously about all kinds of cruel criminal laws that tortured people, and it sounded chilling.

You must know that in order to destroy the will of the enemy's son, Chasma specially and permanently blessed a "proficient language", so he can fully understand the dark elf language.

Just as the scene was about to get out of control, a tall warrior walked out, glanced at his compatriot, and asked with a sneer, "Oh? You're talking about a lot of fun, but why don't you do it? ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone immediately fell silent. They weren't fools, and they could clearly see the Quasdemons following behind Allen. There is no doubt that only a certain master can drive a demon of this level, and if he does it, once he offends a certain big person, the consequences will be absolutely unimaginable.

Seeing that no one dared to answer, the warrior continued to taunt with a disdainful expression on his face: "Haha! Why don't you speak? What a bunch of cowards, not even a goblin. ”

"Solaofen! You'd better be careful when you speak! Don't think that if you mix with the eldest daughter of the first family, we will be afraid. A guy who looked like an aristocrat couldn't help but stand up and retorted. However, from the twinkle in his eyes, it could be seen that he was actually still very afraid of the warrior in front of him.

The dark elf, known as Solaofen, did not speak, but strode over and pinched the other person's neck, and directly picked him up. While admiring the face distorted by suffocation, he said in an unhurried voice, "Remember, you'd better not intervene in the matter between me and Firi, if there is a next time, my sword will immediately break your neck." Do you understand! ”

"Ming...... Got it! The poor fellow spat out the word with the last bits of air in his lungs. His consciousness was obviously a little blurry due to the lack of oxygen, and he rolled his eyes vigorously.

"Very well, I'm sure you'll take that lesson to heart." As he spoke, Solaofen finally let go of his hands. He ignored his compatriots who were lying on the ground and were breathing heavily, and turned his gaze to the human boy curled up under the bookshelf.

Alan also noticed that someone was observing him, and cautiously raised his head to take a look. He found that there was no malice in the eyes of the dark elf in front of him, and there was even a hint of curiosity and pity.

The two men looked at each other for a few seconds, and then Solau turned and walked towards the door. As he passed by the collapsed bookshelf, he quietly avoided everyone's gaze, slipped a note into a book, and strode out of the Mage Tower.

"Idiot! Look at these disasters you've caused! Don't hurry up and get to work! Quartem swung his whip again and whipped it hard.

"They're too heavy for me to hold." Alan said, glancing at the huge bookshelves. Each of these metal bookshelves weighs at least a few hundred pounds, far beyond the reach of a ten-year-old boy.

The Quasak glared at him viciously, flapping his wings and heading towards the top. Obviously, it was to find the golems, and only these powerful puppets could hold them up.

Taking advantage of the fact that no one was paying attention, Alan quickly got the note left by Solaofen, only to see that it read: "In four hours, come to the storage room, I can give you some help." ”

After reading it, he directly put the note in his mouth and chewed it, swallowing it directly, and at the same time he was excited in his heart. This is the first time since I came to this underground city that someone has shown kindness, and I want to give it a try no matter what.

Four hours later, the equivalent of the night underground, the Dark Elves were accustomed to sleeping at this time, and it was no problem to sneak into the storage room. As long as you don't leave the Mage Tower, you can't theoretically be noticed by Chasma. But before that, you have to find a way to avoid this damn Kwasai demon, and the thought of this flashed a cold light in Allen's eyes...... (To be continued......)