"It's a pity, maid of the East, that while you were in my captivity and didn't know anything, your mistress had already put her whole body and soul into the arms of that prince, and it seemed that she was going to become Khemri's

Queen."

The engineering warlock let out a sharp laugh and laughed at the maid.

"How is it possible! The prince's mind is filled with..."

"It's all honor and sacrifice, can't you accept a vampire?"

Eski spoke out the thoughts in her mind before Naema. When the oriental woman was shocked, she hooked up her tongue and licked the corner of her mouth. The trickle of soul that could not be seen under non-magical vision really made his

The taste buds show a variety of flavors.

With these tastes, a woman's thoughts will soon be known to him.

"The taste of soul is delicious, but do you think you are protecting her by ruining her plan to hook up with the prince?"

"It seems that it's just pure jealousy. You can't stand the way the woman you like falls into the arms of a man?"

It seemed that she had really imagined the scene that Esky had described for her. Naema became angrier and tried to break away from the control of the dimensional force field and shouted.

"Shut up!"

"Okay, I'll shut up."

Eski said, waving his claws to strengthen the dimensional force field, pressing the woman firmly to the table, and returned to the main table of the parliament.

Looking around at the humans and vampires who were already sitting on the seats that were supposed to be rat-man parliamentarians, Esky shook his head and smiled frivolously.

"It seems that you are all destined to be with me, otherwise you would not have become my prisoners."

Everyone had angry eyes, but they couldn't do anything to Eski.

"This underground palace is your new living area."

The white-haired rat pointed at several gates in the back.

With the action of the dimensional force field, the black wooden door gradually opened, revealing an entire alleyway behind it.

Behind the uneven stones, there are more than a dozen rooms, all of which are served by slave rats. They must be able to keep these people.

class, or non-human.

Esky stopped this kind of thinking and looked around again.

He found that this kind of place might already be considered a luxury place for the rats who even had a good location in a shack. For these people, it was no better than an iron bed in a prison, and then said.

"I know this rat's nest that this bastard lives in can hardly be called a palace now, but soon I will make it more like a palace."

As he spoke, a burst of green smoke flashed through, and everyone disappeared in front of Eski's eyes.

The next document comes from his nominal apprentice, the engineering sorcerer apprentice named Aikins who he got from Whitrick.

This is not even a document, but a greeting from a student to his master, and a subtle yet obvious hint as to whether Eski should teach him more magic.

It seems that the apprentice is not satisfied with just learning the wind of metal.

Teaching him is not a big deal. Rather, teaching these things in the southern stronghold is much more convenient.

Tapping the files on the desktop with his fingers, Eski twisted his neck and muttered to himself.

"It seems that my school has to be set up here. There are still too many spies in the underground fortress."

It wasn't until I entered a place like this that I realized that compared to the Skary Clan's headquarters, a stronghold completely under my control was much more convenient.

At least, the Gray Prophet's claws cannot reach such a private stronghold.
Chapter completed!