Dark Redemption of Elf

"Hey~ open the door, Lord Bais, I smell the smell of your wine, eh~ there is also the smell of murderous intent." Clementine outside the door paced impatiently, her long boots stepping on the board. The brick floor made a crunching sound.

Bais knew that he was no match for him, so he stepped forward and opened the door a crack, staring at the funny smiling face of the woman outside the door.

"you..."

"Oh~ why don't you invite me in to talk first?" Clementine showed a finger, with sharp dragon scale fingertips stained with dried blood.

Baisi paused for a moment, opened the door with a particularly ugly expression, and let her walk in boldly.

He had always wanted to ask that question in his mind. What else are you doing here! ? Or why is your soul-capturing thorn in the hands of others, but he remembered that this woman has a personality that she doesn't like others asking her questions, especially those whose strength is far lower than hers.

"Where is your beautiful wife and lovely daughter? Lord Dark Demon" Clementine rubbed her chin with her fingertips, and her sharp eyes scanned every corner of the room.

Bai Si said coldly: "Going out."

"Going out?" Clementine was noncommittal, looking at a small corner of the room and walking towards it. Her boots lightly stepped on the floor, but there were waves of hollow echoes from below. Obviously...it was empty below. .

In the eyes of ordinary people, they would obviously focus on the dark inner room, where there was another underground passage. However, this woman who was familiar with the situation did not say anything. Instead, she picked up a bottle of wine, sat on a chair and drank a gulp of it. Get up and treat this tavern as your own home.

Through the gray cloak she revealed, Bais noticed that most of the broken dark green and red patterned leather armor on her chest, which was originally so valuable, was barely hanging on it, as well as the faded blood stains on her abdomen. The location was obviously not someone else's, but was left on his chest.

"Are you injured?" Under the illumination of the kerosene lamp, Bais found that her face was unusually pale, and she was obviously seriously injured internally. He hid behind his back, and the hand holding the dagger trembled slightly.

"Ha...are you asking if you are injured?" Clementine narrowed her eyes, her eyes seeming to tell him that even if he was injured, it would be easy to kill him, a powerless Bais.

Bais gritted his teeth, tried hard to control himself to relax his right hand, opened his mouth with difficulty, and asked the question he wanted to know: "What are you doing here again?"

"Press?" Clementine raised her head and glanced at him, paused for two seconds, and then said slowly: "Help me check two people. I believe that with Master Dark Demon's ability, it will be easy."

"Who?" Bai Si replied simply. He had retired from the world for many years and now had no manpower or material resources. However, after being found by this woman, he lost his fighting spirit and had no right to refuse.

Clementine slowly stretched out two fingers and whispered sweetly: "Two dark elves..."

......

The busy work of the security knights yesterday was in vain. The entire Huangyao City has returned to its previous operation. In the impoverished South District, a group of young people are walking in the same direction in groups. They are different from the rickety postures in the past. Today In the morning, they dressed themselves up very formally, puffed out their chests, and strode forward amidst the surprised eyes of others.

They know in their hearts that as long as they successfully learn fighting spirit, their future lives will no longer belong to this lowly rat area, but to the wider West Area, or even the East Area. They will get a decent guard job and spend their time without worries. lifetime.

Da da da...

There was a soft knock on the door. Xingye stood outside the door and hesitated for a long time before gently knocking on the door.

"Brother Ayton, are you there? Those...they are all at the gate."

Lying on the bed, Ayton sat up with excitement. Hearing Xingye's call, he stretched and yawned and responded: "Oh, I got it. Let them wait first. I'll go down and open the door later."

"Oh, okay" Xingye nodded obediently, but in his heart he was wondering why the two of them hadn't gotten up yet, especially Brother Ayton, who usually got up very early.

Little did he know that at this time, Ayton was looking at the girl who was still sleeping next to him with laughter and tears. Fortunately, Xingye was sensible enough not to open the door and come in, otherwise he would still be able to smell the smell of lust in the air.

Last night he went upstairs to get ready for bed. The moment he opened the door and came in, Ariel, who was hiding in the corner, pushed him directly onto the bed without saying a word.

When he came back to his senses, the fiery girl's delicate body was already firmly pressed under him. As a man, Ayton was naturally not to be outdone. He turned over and pressed her under him. What followed was an indescribable moment. The fragrance...

It's just that this time is different from the past. The dark elf girl indulged herself this time, asking for and asking for dissatisfaction again and again. If it weren't for the endless fighting spirit in her body, he would have almost surrendered first.

In the middle of the night, he caressed the exhausted girl in his arms, his mind full of sleep, and he hugged Guangliuliu and fell into a deep sleep. Until he woke up this morning, his head was still groggy, and his body was filled with a pleasant sourness. Numbness.

It turns out that this is what she said about letting you know that you were wrong at night...

Ayton gave a wry smile, sat cross-legged on the bed, circulated the fighting energy in his body again, and regained a little energy before holding the Orb of Deception in his hand. A 'disguise' magic turned Ariel into a human again, and he got dressed and got out of bed. After washing up, he wiped the sleeping girl's body, and finally kissed her delicate forehead, turned and left the room.

......

"Sir," the fifteen young men outside the door saw Ayton coming, and they all bowed and shouted at a distance of about ten meters.

"Well, come in." Ayton opened the door and led them towards a large pile of 'garbage'. Looking at the broken wood and iron nails, Xingye felt his scalp numb. In the dark basement, what Raya told her This hellish scene still leaves her with lingering fears.

"What is this?" Fatty Reiner spoke first, looking at the pile of wood and iron sheets with a round face.

"Today's task is to take care of these things. I have something to do in the morning and will probably come back in the afternoon or evening."

"Ah" Reiner suddenly turned into a bitter face. It seemed that he couldn't learn fighting spirit today. The expressions of the others were also slightly different, but not as obvious as he showed. Only Warren was the calmest, and he nodded. , looking at the scraps of wood on the ground, he said.

"Sir, please allow me to take a few people back home first. I still have a few rattan baskets left at home, so I can move these things away faster."

"It's optional." Ayton nodded slightly, motioned for Warren to come over, and asked him in a low voice: "Do you know where I can get a complete set of forging tables?"

Warren didn't have too many questions and said: "As for ordinary forging benches, Koenig's father runs a blacksmith shop. If time is tight, I can get a pair of forging tools from him."

"Okay, it's best to keep it quiet, you know."

Warren nodded slightly, and Ayton took out a small piece of paper from his arms and continued: "These garbage are just trivial things. You take a few people, try to disguise your identity, go to the East District, and buy all the materials on this , if possible, establish a long-term supply chain, but do not expose my identity.”

"Yes, sir." Joy flashed in the young man's eyes. He took the note and glanced at it. Most of it was material he didn't recognize. He simply put it in his pocket first and went to the East District to inquire about it.

Ayton said nothing more, patted him on the shoulder, and handed him a bag of gold coins at the same time. He was not familiar with the prices of these materials. Instead of wasting time on doing this kind of thing himself, it would be better to hand it over to others. I believe he would not Corrupt | embezzle this money.