Just as the witch thought, after she made this look like she wanted to kill and ward off, Vared was not taking action at the first time.

The Earl of Castein was stunned, then took a step back, pointed his sword forward, and asked Heliburn, "What are you doing? Let's continue fighting?"

Nahliben saw that Valed did not take action, and felt that he had a good bet. When he heard Valed ask, she still said nothing, closed her eyes and raised her head. She looked like a martyr was calm and died. She didn't even say a word to Valed.

Of course, this is not that Hurley really wanted to seek death. She just pretended to bully Valed young, and saw if she could take advantage of this opportunity to take him. This dark elf witch chief is still very confident about this - I mean the appearance.

In addition to being the witch leader of the Dark Elf clan and a long-standing master, Heliburn is also a famous beauty in the Dark Elf clan. She has a charming figure and charming appearance. The nearly infinite life span of the elves also makes Heliburn, who is nearly 1,700 years old and a 20-30-year-old girl as lively and beautiful. In Nagron, there are countless powerful people who pursue this witch leader. There are even rumors that the witch king Melkis is the minister under her skirt.

Of course this is nonsense. The witch chief could understand what a terrible man she was, who had served for thousands of years. However, if such rumors were rumored, it could also show her charm from the side. It is precisely because of this reason that Hurley Ben had the courage to bet once.

She thought to herself that if that man killed me as soon as possible, then everything would be over. But if he stopped, then I would be 80% likely to be fascinated by him. So, after Valed didn't kill her at the first time, Heliburn was ecstatic and said, "It's just that." Then she treated Valed as a fool who had never seen a woman, and became a little naughty. Then she became even more silent and ignored Valed's actions. She just thought about putting the thread and closing the thread, crying and acting cute, and slandering Valed.

If Heliburn knew that the eternal dancer of the succubus, who was the best beauties in the world a few days ago, was almost cut off by Valed, she would probably not have such confidence.

It's really ridiculous. Extremely ridiculous.

"Damn it. Do you think I can hold me like this?" Valed couldn't help laughing and crying as he saw the woman being fooled with her.

"Just kidding, I am Count Castein. I shoulder the entire Count Castein and even the entire Sylvania's rise and fall, honor and disgrace. How could I retreat because of a little beauty?!" Vared snorted in his heart. This Count Castein was stoic in his mind, and pretended to be the glorious and welfare of the vampire clan. Even if he had a love for his beloved wife and sister, he was only the second place. What's more, a woman who had just met and was still a friend?!

When he saw Heliburn's virtue, he neither felt embarrassed nor felt embarrassed. He had no idiotic idea of ​​"It's wrong to bully women". Instead, he wanted to kill Heliburn, a bastard.

Vared's thoughts turned sharply, but after a moment of effort, he finally laughed furiously, snorted coldly, thinking, "Don't you like to pretend? Let me see how you can pretend like this?" Then he raised his hand, and two whirlwinds blew the sword and shield that Heliburn had thrown to the ground and fell to him. Then he grabbed it and received it in his own subspace.

Heliburn, who was still pretending to behave, was stunned for a moment. Then his expression changed wildly. Only then did he realize that he had made a mistake in his calculations. He felt ashamed and angry, and he felt like a clown. He looked at Valed's sword trembling opposite him and then chopped at him - she just wanted to pretend, but she didn't really want to die. Seeing Valed's sword coming, he naturally dodged backwards. This dodge was gone.

"Okay, I think we can have a good talk now." Vared said to Heliburn with a smile, but the coldness and murderous intent in his eyes became stronger and stronger.

"Of course, I think we should have a good talk." Heliburn was nearly a hundred times older than Valed. Naturally, his face was not as thick as he was. He just ate Valed's front and lost his face. At this moment, he still pretended to be fine and nodded expressionlessly, which was in line with Valed's words.

"So, first of all, let me introduce myself, Vared von Castein Silvania, Earl Castein is the Count and Vampire."

When Vared talked about his name and identity before, his tone was plain, but when he finally spoke about the racial vampires, his pride was beyond words.

"Castaine... vampire. No wonder." Heliburn nodded secretly. The Dark Elf clan was at the northern end of the new world and did not know much about the situation in the old world. She had no idea about the character Varade before. However, she had heard of the reputation of vampires. She knew that they lived as long as elves. Everyone knew how to make progress, so many strong people emerged. In her heart, she regarded Varade as an old ghost who had been old for unknown reasons.

"Hliburn, the chief witch of the Dark Elf Kingdom."

After hearing Vared himself report his family, Heliburn also told him his identity. The two of them reported their names to each other. The alertness was slightly lowered. They were relaxed on the surface, but they both felt fear in their hearts. They didn't speak, but they just thought about their own thoughts. In the end, Heliburn couldn't help it and spoke first:

"The Phoenix Holy Flame is the treasure of our elves, but it has a huge symbolic meaning. Its real function is not very great. It is even more useless for other races. Please give me the holy flame to me by Count. The Dark Elf Kingdom is very grateful to you."

"Real functions, symbolic meanings, elves... Humph, you can really speak." Vared snorted lightly. Just looking at his skill, he would be restricted in front of the Phoenix Holy Flame - just a group of branches. He knew that what Heliburn said was "useless" was fart. As for the incomprehensible gratitude, Vared was almost laughing to death.

If this is a slander with quotes, he believes it. But if the Dark Elf will be grateful to whom... Get rid of everyone, don't say such childish words to make people laugh, okay?

Seeing Valed looking disapproving, Heliburn knew that his red-mouthed and white-toothed one was about to ask for meat from the tiger's mouth, so he said, "So, what do you mean?"

"Drawings," said Valed, "Drawings of the Black Ark."

"You dream!"

Hurley Ben immediately rejected Valed's request - the Dark Elf clan focused on naval and sea plunder. Whether it was the central waters of the Old World, the Claw Sea in the North, the Golden Sea in the West, or the Northern Ocean, there were a large number of Dark Elf pirate ships in black painted and black sails swaying unscrupulously, plundering the wealth and population of other races in a crazily manner.

The Black Ark, a floating giant ship that embodies the highest craftsmanship of the Dark Elf clan, is the Dark Elf flagship, the Witch Throne ship, the glory symbol of the Dark Elf clan, the ultimate weapon of naval battles, and the greatest guarantee for the Dark Elf pirate to scatter across the seven seas.

The pure metal structure of the Black Ark is the size of a small town. It can carry tens of thousands of soldiers and sufficient combat supplies to match them, while retaining half of the space to fill slaves and spoils. Its ship is painted with countless magic circles, and its defense is almost indestructible.

The warship is equipped with hundreds of large magic attack devices, and thousands of giant crossbows of Dark Elves Slaughter, whose firepower is rare in the world. The three black magic power devices fueled by souls can make the ark ignore the constraints of the wind and advance quickly at a high speed of 70 kilometers per hour under any weather conditions!

Every time the Dark Elf tribe dispatches the Black Ark, invades the coast of the Old World, or engages in naval battles with their cousins, the High Elves, there are many achievements. How could such a trump card be given to others for nothing?!

Vared shrugged in his heart. He asked for a price to pay back the money. He spoke out about the design drawings of the Black Ark, but he just set the price higher. In fact, there was no expectation at all. In fact, even if the Dark Elf had his brains, he gave him the drawings in its original form. With Sylvania's production capacity and resources, he would probably not be able to build a black ark.

So, Vared asked for a price all over the place, and the price was about to be out, followed by Heliburn's turn. This dark elf witch is worthy of being a veteran for a long time. When her eyes turned, she thought of a solution:

"We can buy this Phoenix Holy Flame for 50,000 Jinlaal."

Huliben's words made Valedre very worried. He cursed in his heart: "Fifty thousand Jinlahl?! Send the beggar?! The wealthy businessman or middle-class nobleman in the Sigma Empire is almost so much. You are a dark elf kingdom, and the world is at its peak, and it is so shabby to take action?! I am embarrassed for you!

In addition, I also doubt where did you get the money? You can't see that there is 50,000 gold ral on your body. The high elves have trade deals with the Sigma Empire, and there are goldsmiths in the empire. What are you dark elves?! Could you send me gold with a pirate ship? Or do you want to sell me to raise money?! I'll just rub it!"

Hurleyben's words were indeed the same as Valed's black ark design drawings, and they were all verbally verbally. But Valed's words were right in his heart. Dark elves had secret clubs on the coasts of the old world. Some of them were beautiful and coquettish dark elves prostitutes? Female, many human wealthy businessmen who are familiar with the channels like to spend a lot of money in it. That sentence selling money is really not empty talk...
Chapter completed!