This kind of blatant blasphemy naturally attracted the utmost attention from the top management.

Some high-ranking priests of Lolth even summoned waxmelts just to discover the location of the Blasphemer.

However, what is very disappointing is that the other party seems to have disappeared out of thin air, and there is no trace of it.

According to the descriptions of the survivors, they only knew that the person who trespassed into the forbidden area was a half-elf wizard, and when they were desperate, they jumped into the deep valley with an abyss crack.

When all the doubts pointed to this person being Brian, Santila clearly felt that some of the items she had secretly tampered with in the items given to him were ineffective, making it impossible for her to use her detective skills.

Use detection spells to detect any whereabouts of the opponent.

Therefore, she had to go to the trade bazaar to verify whether Brian used the teleportation scroll she gave him and left the city of Ancient Orens.

Because the final destination of the teleportation scroll is a hidden cave in the trade bazaar.

After all, Brian is a true friend in her mind.

This is simply impossible in their drow society.

In Santila's young life, she suffered many betrayals. Each betrayal caught her by surprise and left her with a dull pain of emptiness. Most of them were based on trust, so she had to learn to pretend.

Own.

She has not lost her drow talent, and her ability to engage in intrigues and intrigues. Once she learns it, she will never forget it.

But in Brian, she developed something akin to trust.

Although the two occasionally deceived each other, Santila could feel that behind this deception was not the murder of the drow race, but a kind of goodwill that even she could not explain herself.

This is why she is willing to take the initiative to share her passion with him.

As a drow who grew up in the ancient city of Orens.

Santila knew that apart from the area she was familiar with that could be used to vent her emotions, she had no idea what other means could be used to deepen the relationship between the two before parting.

This made her involuntarily recall a pleasant exchange between the two before they parted.

That feeling is really amazing.

At first she felt pain for a moment, but the pain slowly melted into a sweetness, like a magic potion that could only be tasted once in a lifetime.

She let that feeling stay as long as possible. Gradually, the sweetness took over, and she was completely overwhelmed by the sweetness.

It wasn't until the end that she discovered that this incident brought more than just sweetness.

In the area that bloomed like a flower in front of him, she felt a dizzying spasm, and then the dizziness enveloped her whole body.

She once thought that there was nothing more pleasant than this, even if it cost her life.

Thinking about it...

Santila's cheeks suddenly became hot, and her heartbeat accelerated involuntarily.

She endured the stench of the cave, calmed her disordered breath, and diverted her attention.

Thinking back to Brian uncontrollably, she couldn't help but sigh depressedly.

In her opinion, the other party is obviously a very smart half-elf, so why doesn't he understand her own thoughts and the hints in her words.

When communicating with him, she had hinted many times that she was willing to go to the surface with him.

As long as he nodded in agreement, she would immediately abandon everything she owned in Ancient Orens and go happily, but he kept silent about this matter from beginning to end.

For the first time, Santila felt a sense of loss that she was being ignored.

I have to say, this feeling is very unpleasant.

A long sigh...

Santila brushed her hair in front of her forehead. Recently, she likes to brush her hair whenever she encounters something troublesome.

Even she herself doesn't know how this bad habit came about.

And she also found that she sighed more and more every day.

This was not a good sign. She quickly adjusted her mentality, put all her worries behind her, and thought about the good.

She couldn't help but begin to analyze her current situation.

Although she missed an opportunity to leave the underground world, she knew that with her own personality, it was only a matter of time before she ventured to the surface.

Therefore, she must start thinking in advance about everything she will abandon in the future.

After thinking about the problem, she realized that she no longer felt so regretful about the surface trip that she could only undertake a few years in the future.

After all, she still has a lot to do now. There is still a lot of magic knowledge to learn and many things to experience in the ancient city of Orens.

Although she didn't like her father, the chief mage of the ancient city of Orens, he was able to fill his wallet at any time and never had to frown at the high prices of spell materials and magic books.

But as a wizard, she needs it most right now.

In the final analysis, she is still too weak and she still needs to grow.

Only by gaining more power can she take this power to the Land of Light and find the Wandering Temple.

However, whenever that moment comes, Santila understands that she can only set foot on a strange land alone.

She must get used to not relying on anyone, including the chief mage whom she may not see for several years.

After figuring out the problem, she once again showed her most familiar confident smile, ready to end this treasure hunting adventure that disappointed her.

Just as she was about to walk out of the cave, an object that was inadvertently kicked caught her attention.

She looked down and found that it was a shallow and concave bronze bowl. The bowl was embossed with exquisite flower patterns, like roses, and the inner wall was inlaid with ivory.

This item seemed a bit out of place compared to the horrific wreckage and practical tools scattered around her feet.

It's hard to imagine that she didn't discover this unusual item right away, as it seemed to appear out of thin air.

This made her feel a little doubtful.

In the end, doubt prevailed over her strong curiosity.

She reached out and touched the edge of the bowl.

When she touched the bowl, a faint magical light appeared, and clear water filled the bowl.

Santila's eyes widened and she looked down into the bowl.

At first she only saw her own reflection, but in a moment the water turned black, darker than the deepest cracks in the Underdark.

Immediately afterwards, images began to appear, floating in the calm water.

The bowl of the seer.

The drow wizard guessed the name of the item, a magical item that could be used to spy on other areas.

It is said that there is a spider wizard hidden somewhere in the Malicious Cave, and the bowl of seer he possesses can even monitor every move of the entire ancient city of Orens.

Santila immediately concentrated her attention and looked at the water in the bowl.

When she cast her gaze, she was surprised to find that she actually saw Matron Elizabeth of the Tux family.

This old woman was dressed in fine clothes, standing in the banquet hall, looking around her, her vicious eyes shining with satisfaction.

Under the order of the mistress, the attendants took the most precious treasures of the family and placed them in the banquet hall:

The chair made of the bones of the Deinoclaw, the onyx table supported by dragon claws, and the crystal goblet rendered in crimson, which contained the blood wine of the surface elves, are some of the exhibits that even Santila was amazed by.

It won't take a while.

A guard led a hunchbacked troll with green moss skin and a face covered with abscesses in.

She noticed that Matron Elisabetta forcibly controlled the strong desire to whip her snakehead whip on the other person, and forced herself to fake a smile to the ugly troll.

Apparently, she'd heard many similar stories about families who chased away some poor creature, only to discover that it was Lolth in disguise, and that they happened to die from food that turned to poison.

Santila gloated in the bowl at the funny scene.

The smiling Mistress Elizabeth welcomed the troll and warmly extended him an invitation to dine.

The troll nodded its head high, rubbed its trunk-like hands against each other, grinned, revealing its full mouth of yellow teeth, and walked towards the banquet hall with steps that it would be disowning.

When the meal was over and Mistress Elisabetta used the water in the silver basin to clean the troll's crusty feet, Santila suddenly noticed that the troll's eyes bulged and it suddenly looked up.

This move obviously startled her, as if her voyeurism had been discovered.

When she focused her attention on the bowl again, the water in the bowl had disappeared, and the bronze bowl was completely damaged with dense cracks.

Could that troll really be the incarnation of Rose? Santila was shocked by her thoughts.

At this moment, a strange black flame suddenly ignited in the cave.

This flame has no temperature and no halo, but Santila's eyes will feel stinging as long as she looks at it.

Just when she was overwhelmed by this strange black flame, the flames suddenly dispersed and disappeared, and what appeared in front of her turned into a bouquet of black flowers.

The shape of the flower was similar to the red roses she saw in the jewelry store. She subconsciously reached out and caught the bouquet of black roses suspended in mid-air.

The smooth touch made her think that the production process of this bouquet of black roses should be to pour an amber-like liquid on a bouquet of black roses and condense them into shape.

But the flowers gave off a faint venom-like smell, which made her feel very uncomfortable and made her feel a little irritable for no reason.

"Hello, Santila Tax." A sexy female voice came into her ears.
To be continued...