Victor looked at the dark elf female in front of him indifferently, a free and easy smile gradually bloomed on his handsome face, and nodded: "I didn't expect that you are actually the princess of Alanta, with His Majesty Draven Weir flowing in your body.

My bloodline, it’s really disrespectful... How can a noble princess be my battle maid? For now, let’s just pretend that this matter never happened.”

Sahirtana didn't know what was happening. Out of the delicate and keen intuition of women, she felt that a precious thing was leaving her. She tried to regain the favor of the Son of the Sun and tried hard to explain: "Sir, we

Dark elves are different from surface elves. The princesses of the Ailanta royal family have only empty titles. They may not inherit the position of queen. Only those moon goddess priestesses recognized by the sun tree can be crowned as emperors. And our underground city is simply not.

There is no title of princess. As for the so-called 'slave', it actually has many meanings. Some are slaves representing tools and wealth; some are slaves representing power; some are high-ranking servants representing status..."

"I know." Victor interrupted Sahirtana's confession and said: "The black-blooded demons you completely control are your slaves. They provide you with the spiritual power you need, their emotions, life and death.

It's all in your mind; the subordinates who are charmed by you are your slaves, but they are not completely enslaved by you. They have independent will and can handle complicated affairs for you; the other is the dark elf priestess and the dungeon master.

You are attached to the Mistress, and you are actually attached to the spiritual spider web she has established. The Mistress does not have deep control over the dark elf priestess, and she also needs the priestess to expand the range of the spiritual spider web for her."

Having said this, Victor paused, shook his head and smiled: "I have a wizard under me. He has a witchcraft power that is superficially similar to charm slavery. I won't tell you the specific details, but his witchcraft

Intelligent creatures cannot be controlled... The smarter the mind and the more rigorous the thinking, the harder it is to control intelligent creatures. This is a rule set by the Creator... Every thought that occurs in this world is a differentiated thought by the Creator. At the same time, you

How many thoughts can be generated? Only one! But the Creator has endless thoughts, and every intelligent creature in the world can be regarded as an incarnation of the Creator. It can be seen that the souls of intelligent creatures are sacred and want to be completely and completely enslaved

It’s not that it’s difficult for an intelligent creature, it’s that it’s simply impossible!”

The Dark Elf Priestess knelt on the ground unconsciously and murmured to herself: "So that's how it is..."

Victor nodded and said: "If the Queen of Revenge could enslave the former Mistress, why did she kill her? The Queen of Revenge can use her charm talent combined with trickery to plant a seed of suggestion deep in the Mistress's heart, but she

It can only be done to this extent. If she doesn't kill the mistress quickly, she may be killed by the other party. If the Queen of Spider Fangs can completely control you, why does she need to use the trick power of the spiritual spider web to enter into a soul contract with you?"

"In my opinion, you dark elf priestesses open your hearts to the Mistress, accept her charm, transfer the power of the spiritual spider web to her, and also obtain higher spiritual spider web authority from her. The most important thing is that you pass through

Connect with the soul, spy on the mistress, learn from the mistress, imitate the mistress, and constantly improve your abilities." Victor's expression became cold and he said lightly: "In the end, surpass her and replace her. This is the tradition of the dark elves.

"

Sahirtana was convinced, bowed her head and said: "Sir, I understand my inner wish... By staying by your side, I will be sublimated. I long for your favor. If you don't trust me, I'm worried that one day I will

I will betray you, please exchange the soul crystal of the Black Blood Lord for my contract, so that you and your slaves can decide my life or death at any time."

This charming goblin not only has no sense of morality, but is also a shape-shifter. Whatever her master looks like, she will look like. She openly admits such behavior as betrayal, such as secretly learning to replace others, which is simply shameless... Of course, secretly

Elf females have no concept of shame.

Victor chuckled and said: "Spiders always catch prey smaller than themselves. If a slightly larger beetle bumps into the spider web, it will be in a hurry. Maybe the web it has worked so hard to weave will be broken... I am not afraid.

If you replace me, you won't be able to become me. If you follow me, you will only become what I want."

"……pity."

Holding up the delicate chin of the dark elf priestess and lifting her up from the ground, Victor said calmly: "I am not a high elf from Alan Tower, nor a dark elf from the dungeon. I only follow the traditions of the human kingdom.

.”

He let go of Sahirtana, who had confusion in his eyes, and said seriously: "His Majesty Draven's will has influenced the Elf Empire and the underground kingdom for thousands of years. You are his descendant, and you have the title of princess of the Alanta royal family.

You deserve my respect. I just revealed to you part of the mysteries of the world's laws as compensation for offending Princess Weir."

Sahirtana was at a loss and didn't know how to deal with the situation in front of her. She could only look at Victor with pitiful eyes and said, "Sir, there is no need for you to treat me like this..."

Her charm skills had no effect on Victor now. Victor kept an elegant and aristocratic smile on his face and said softly: "This is a etiquette generally followed by human nobles. In addition, you taught me many valuable lessons.

I have gained some knowledge here in return.”

"I teach you a set of breathing methods and visualization methods. If you insist on practicing, you can slowly improve your physical fitness and mental strength. Although the effect of this improvement is not obvious, you can examine your mental state every day when you practice... and

, the soul crystal of the Black Blood Lord is also given to you."

The pointed long ears immediately stood up. Sahirtana's eyes shone and she said happily: "Your noble and great His Highness Randall, do you really want to give me the soul crystal of the Black Blood Lord? You need it.

What price do I pay?”

Seeing that there was no hope of relying on the Son of the Sun, the female dark elf began to think about soul crystals. Before she could think of a good way, Victor took the initiative to offer a gift. Sahirtana didn't know what gratitude was, and she only thought that she could use it.

What could be exchanged for soul crystals from demigods? As for the breathing techniques and visualization methods that Victor was going to teach her, she habitually believed that there were sinister plots in them and deliberately ignored them.

In fact, the soul bloodline secret method that Victor tailor-made for Sahirtana is in a sense more precious than the soul crystal of the demon lord. There is no conspiracy in it, but there is an upright conspiracy.

The mermaid Sahirtana refused to take the bait, so Victor could only forcefully put the bait and hook into her mouth.

"The price... you must learn the breathing meditation method before my guests come. Then, the soul crystal of the Black Blood Lord will belong to you." Victor looked up at the light blue sky and said meaningfully:

"The guests may come in one or two days, so you have to hurry up and study."

If you learn, you have a chance of survival; if you don't learn, you will die. Sahiltana has no choice but to study the breathing meditation method taught to her by Victor.

With the in-depth guidance of the spiritual master, she quickly mastered the trick and discovered the preciousness of it. In the following time, Sahirtana devoted herself to the practice of the secret method of spiritual blood.

On the evening of the third day, the guest that Victor was waiting for finally arrived. He walked steadily into the small camp hidden in the forest. His momentum was as heavy as a moving mountain, and his tall and strong body made the surrounding trees look like...

It became shorter and thinner.

"The Elf Empire, the fourth general of Alanta, Juknos Gray Flame, pays homage to Lord Nightingale." The guest's rich voice spread throughout the nearby forest, but did not disturb the timid birds and forest deer. It seemed that his

Sound is also part of the forest.

Victor's dark golden eyes reflected the figure of the giant dwarf. After accepting the other party's salute, he returned a noble salute common to humans and solemnly said: "You are a strong man worthy of respect. It is my honor to meet you.

, General Juknos Gray Flame."

"Ah, Ms. Maven, Ms. Fulgre are also there...Zuknos greets the three powerful dragonborn ladies." The giant dwarf greeted the three dragon maids beside Victor in a low voice. Perhaps he felt that he was looking down at him.

Victor and the Dragonborn were so rude. He sat down on the ground and stretched out his thick legs. His oppressive and huge body suddenly looked honest and honest.

This giant dwarf general left a deep impression on Victor. He has extraordinary strength. In his normal state, he may be stronger than the dragon maid who transformed into a dragon, but it is not to the point of crushing him. Victor refers to the red dragon

According to the standards of the maid Lyra, it is speculated that the two sides will go all out to compete, and the outcome will be close to a fine line. However, Juknos inspires the blood power of the children of the hill, and Lyra in the dragon form may not be his opponent.

If the dragon maids were all in the form of flying dragons, the fighting situation between the two sides would probably be reversed. Of course, without the blessing effect of "Freya's Tears", the dragon maids would not be able to transform into eight or nine meter long flying dragons.

There is no doubt that Juknos is a top powerhouse that Victor has rarely seen. Victor smiled and asked: "General Gray Flame, why did you come to see me?"

The giant dwarf with a simple and honest appearance said like a bean, "The Fire-Eye Prophet made a prediction, but Lord Nightingale's status is too high. If you directly predict the whereabouts of Lord Nightingale, the Fire-Eye Prophet will be injured. Princess Fiad Weier thought

She found a way and asked Ms. Cang Yue to take away the soul crystal of the Black Blood Lord. The Fire Eye Prophet obtained the prophecy through divination with Ms. Cang Yue. He said, except for me, no other warriors can see Lord Nightingale. I

I followed the direction predicted by the divination."

"Oh, by the way, this is the sacred weapon used by Lord Nightingale to kill the Black Blood Lord."

The giant dwarf general opened his big hand, and a dark "shadow" lay on his palm.

The dragon maid Mei Wen stepped forward and took away the short flying spear made of Saronite from Juknos's hand, and handed it back to her master.

Victor played with his beloved extraordinary weapon and said calmly to Juknos: "Thank you for returning my weapon to me, but you should understand my position. There is actually nothing to discuss between us.

"

"I knew that was the case." The giant dwarf muttered, touched his beard, and said: "Lord Nightingale, I brought a few words from Princess Weier. Are you willing to listen to her opinion?"

Victor caressed the Argonian Fulgre, who had her head on his knee, and nodded casually.

"Princess Weier asked me to ask you, do you really not consider returning to Alanta and becoming our emperor?" the giant dwarf asked in a low voice.

Victor smiled and shook his head and said: "Go to Alanta? Then, live in the Sun Tree and become the guardian of the Sun Tree? Even if you are high up and your strength is greatly increased, I am not willing to live at the expense of freedom.

Such a life."

The hill dwarf asked again: "Lord Nightingale, how do you know you won't like the Sun Tree? Do you really believe that you have freedom in the human country, not because you are used to the lifestyle of human nobles? In fact, you return to Aylan.

Tower, you can go anywhere you want, whether it's a surface city-state or an underground kingdom, all elves, dwarves, halflings, and forest centaurs are your people."

A bright light flashed in Victor's eyes, he gently pushed Fu Geli away, and said seriously: "Interesting question... Juknos, let me ask you, did you come from Ailanta to the distant Azoreta Mountains?

, it means that you can also go where you want to go, so would you rather stay in Ailanta, or travel around?"

The giant dwarf thought for a while and said honestly: "I like to stay in Alanta. The power of the sun tree makes me feel warm and comfortable."

Victor smiled and said: "That's it. Princess Weir pointed out that my subjects in the human kingdom have affected my habits and restricted my freedom. However, the Sun Tree and the Elf Empire can also affect me. Since there is no difference, why should I

Do I have to give up my current habits, my beliefs and my emotions?”

Zhuknos said "Oh" and continued: "Princess Weir asked me to remind you, be careful of the punishment of the power of fate. The sun tree will call you and protect you. When you respond to the call of the sun tree, you will get more

Long life, higher life status."

Victor laughed, shook his head and said: "The shortcomings of famous family politics are as prominent as its advantages. The new royal family has brought vitality to the ancient empire, but many precious secrets have been lost... Today's Ailanta has forgotten

The legacy of the empire’s forefathers. Do you know that Draven Wimbledon Basilius and I, Victor Wimbledon Randall, both come from the human kingdom?”

The giant dwarf widened his eyes, looked at Victor blankly, nodded and said: "I have heard some of these secrets, but they are not very clear. Lord Nightingale, can you tell me about His Majesty Draven's experience in the human kingdom?

?"

Victor shook his head and said: "This is a long story. I don't have time to tell you the special relationship between sun elves and humans. As for His Majesty Draven's deeds as a human hero, you will know in the future... In the future

, I might go to Ailanta, but not now. In fact, it makes no difference to the Elf Empire whether I stay in the human country or go to Ailanta... Our meeting ends here."

The giant dwarf quickly stood up and said: "Lord Nightingale, I have one last question... Princess Weier asked me to tell you that the Son of the Sun should be surrounded by high elves serving him. In addition to Sahirtana, Alanta

Can we send more moon elves to serve you?"

"This is a wrong idea and will create a bad situation that is irreversible."

Victor smiled slightly, waved with his back to Juknos, and led the three dragon maids toward the depths of the forest. When the graceful tree shadows swallowed up the traces of him and the dragonborn maids, his voice came through clearly.
To be continued...