Abomination and the Legendary Dragon King

Chapter 428 The Drow Elf Sisters (Subscribe)

Holy League of the West, capital Sierras
Just like what the Holy Alliance of the West is pursuing now, Silas is a prosperous city, even compared with those famous big cities in the First Empire, Silas is not inferior.

There are gorgeously decorated buildings, noble mansions lined up layer by layer, and mage towers that exude mysterious aura from time to time.

Judging from the signs on these mage towers, it seems that the master of every mage tower is above the legend.

Unlike fighters at the legendary level, the number of mages above the legendary level is much rarer. Their abilities are more powerful and weird, and their status in society far exceeds those of rude fighters.

Moreover, if the children of the common people may get the chance to embark on their own legendary road in an adventure, and finally become a legendary warrior after layers of honing, then the probability of the children of the common people becoming a legendary mage is so small that it is close to zero.

For a mage, knowledge is power, so most of those powerful mages come from nobles, and most of the remaining small part are the children of wealthy merchants.

Therefore, to measure the economic level of a city, one can often use the number of mage towers in the city to make a rough estimate.

A city with many mages must be a developed city. As time goes by, there are very few maverick mages who like to go to the deep mountains and old forests to study their own magic independently of the public.

And from the magnificence and construction style of the magic tower, one can roughly guess its owner's economic status, social status, and even his character and the characteristics of the magic he practiced.

Wizards always like to innovate and make themselves unique, so the styles of wizard towers are always diverse.

Now in the bustling area of ​​the city center, there was a lot of noise from under a mage tower that was as vast as a castle.

"Master Oliver, it's a pleasure working with you."

Lilith, the ancestor of vampires, was wearing a close-fitting red dress, revealing her perfectly shaped back curve, smooth and seductive.

With light makeup on her face, as an outstanding creation of the secret girl Imistria, Lilith exudes an irresistible and powerful charm in every gesture.

Beside Lilith is her sister Christa, the queen of the drow clan, a chosen of the two gods who has been blessed by Alex and Emistri, and a powerful legendary assassin.

However, at this time, Christa did not show her dangerous side. Instead, she brought out her beauty and temptation as a drow to the extreme.

Silver-white long hair and a close-fitting black dress, the waist is slit very high, and the thighs are plump and slender, which is particularly eye-catching.

"The woman from that barbarian country is really beautiful."

Someone pointed and said in the distance, their actions were very secretive, and they didn't dare to speak loudly, because these elves were not something they could offend.

After more than ten years of operation, Christa and the others have gained considerable wealth and status in this city where wealth is the most important thing.

As long as they don't provoke those royal families, under normal circumstances, these dark elves from the Red Dragon Empire can walk sideways in this foreign country.

The owner of this mage tower is the legendary mage Oliver. He is not only a powerful mage, but also a wealthy businessman, and a nobleman with a title in the Western Holy Alliance.

Such a combination seems to be quite rare in other places, but in the Western Holy Alliance, it is not uncommon.

In this city, as long as you have money, you can buy a title and fiefdom, and if you are willing to spend a huge sum of money, you can even obtain a hereditary title.

Lilith and Christa stepped on the red carpet on the ground and stepped onto the luxury carriage parked on the road by the master of the mage tower, Oliver, the legendary mage.

Two white horse-drawn carriages with the blood of unicorns. The huge carriages are decorated with gold and beautiful jade, which looks extremely rich.

"I hope that the cooperation between us can continue. If you encounter troubles in this city or need help, you can contact me at any time. It is my honor to serve beautiful ladies like you. pleasure!"

Before the drow queen sisters boarded the carriage, Oliver said to them with a smile on his face.

He was wearing a decent red vest with a white shirt inside. Although he was over 50 years old, his physique was still strong, with the elegance and charm of a middle-aged man.

His eyes brushed across the naked skin of the elf sisters that was exposed outside the dresses, and he lamented in his heart that the charm of these drow elves is simply astonishing. In the whole city, the only one who can compare with them is probably King Reigns daughter Lindis.

Lindis, the princess of the Holy Alliance of the West, is said to be a demigod powerhouse with divine blood. When she was young, she was listed as one of the three princesses of Tyrell Continent along with the Holy Maiden Messiah and the Pearl of the Empire, Bretogenia. pearl.

Although decades have passed, the enthusiasm about these beauties has not dissipated. On the one hand, they are almost ageless, and on the other hand, these three people are all in high positions and powerful.

Both Messiah and Lindis are the best demigods, and Bretogenia's strength is hardly inferior to Alex's. She is a Valkyrie terrifying beyond the imagination of the world. Her real strength is probably no more than Only Alex knows a thing or two.

Christa simply nodded to thank Oliver, knowing what the legendary mage was coveting, and didn't take the flattery in his mouth at all.

Stepping into the carriage with his sister, the tall white horse neighed and then slowly headed towards the residence of the drow in Silas, the capital of the Western Holy Alliance.

"I don't know how the war with the First Empire is going."

In the carriage, Lilith rarely put away her playful thoughts, and said to her sister in a heavy tone.

Although these drow elves were not completely voluntary when they joined Alex's camp, but after so many years of getting along, especially after choosing to believe in Alex, the drow elves have completely regarded the Red Dragon Empire as their own. Homeland, regarded Alex as another god of the drow.

When the war broke out in the Red Dragon Empire, how could they not be worried now.

"Trust our King"

Christa spoke to her sister, stroking her long black hair with her hand.

(End of this chapter)