Mage Joan

Lingling turned the eight eyes arranged symmetrically on her face, and her eyes shifted from the fine gold bell to the man who fell in the pool of blood, and suddenly felt a vicious pleasure.

If she remembers correctly, this feeling can be described by an idiom commonly used by drows, which seems to be called "gloom".

Most dark elves, especially female dark elves, are keen on “glooming” and are always prepared to extract happiness from the suffering of others.

Lingling feels that these black-skinned chicks are more vicious than the demons in her hometown!

Perhaps it is because living in the drow for a long time, Lingling has also been somewhat influenced by some subtle influence, and gradually accepted the drow’s philosophy of life that "builds happiness on the pain of others."

Looking at the man who fell in the pool of blood, recalling the miserable scene that he was whipped by Claudia just now, Lingling's heart grew a bit of vicious pleasure, and even some of her mistresses came.

Lingling raised her sickle-like forelegs and slowly approached the fainting man.

Rather than letting him continue to lose blood, suffering endlessly, blame poorly, it is better to eat him, long pain is worse than short pain, but also save wasted hot blood.

Lingling does not like to eat dark elves. In contrast, the "humans" who are also humanoids are not as delicious as demons, at least more delicious than black skins.

Lingling thinks that perhaps these human explorers are from the surface world, and the body contains the ingredients of sunlight, which makes her feel very warm to eat, not as humid and cold as Drow.

"Go away!"

The Hydra whip whizzed and swept over, sturdyly pumped on Lingling's back, with strong force, throwing this huge demon spider into the distance.

Lingling screamed mixed with pain and annoyance, and the hot tingling in the back made her shiver, but when she and the hostess's sullen eyes met, the resentment in her eyes was immediately replaced by fear and slowly crawling backwards. Curled into the darkness, avoiding the hostile stare.

Lingling was a very clever demon spider. She was beaten with a whip, determined to reflect, and guessed that the mistress kept the prey that had been knocked down by her and would not kill it or let herself eat it. It must be useful.

What happened next verified her conjecture.

Claudia stared at Arnold Laval who fainted in the pool of blood, thoughtfully.

The ebony scepter held tightly in her hand was so black that it seemed to absorb all the light around it. The head of the rod dropped nine viper-shaped whips in the shape of a snake.

Claudia licked her lips, and the sapphire blue lipstick and Xueliang's neat teeth interspersed with each other.

"Pilos, what happened to the detection?"

"Dear His Royal Highness Claudia, I'm sorry, it's still unclear where the cunning pygmy thief is."

The drow mage in the cloak, holding the detective crystal ball in both hands, bowed and stood behind Claudia.

The magical glow from the crystal ball illuminates the face covered by the cloak and hood, like a vague flesh of vomit, dotted with two slightly reflective eyes, and the mouth and nostrils are just dark holes.

A glance at this face is enough to cause nightmares.

The residents of Oknell, most of whom have heard of the name "Faceless Man" Pilos Bellamy, are not because of his high mana, but because this man provides a young man who does not know the heights of the warlock school. A living paradigm that shows them the sad consequences of calling monsters they can’t control.

In fact, Pilos himself was not sure what monster he had summoned from the bottomless abyss on the unlucky summon night fifteen years ago.

He got the monster's real name from the notes of an ancient summoner, thinking that it was "wax melting demon", he prepared a rich offering, intending to entertain "Rose's maid", maybe he might get a benefit.

The spell-casting ceremony was very successful. Unfortunately, it wasn’t the wax melting demon he was expecting. The monster looked more like a naked giantess. However, when her figure appeared clearly from the magic circle, she almost didn’t take Pilos. Frightened on the spot!

The monster has an enchanting figure, and almost every inch of skin from head to toe is covered by countless human tumors.

Pilos couldn’t be sure whether she was a giant woman with a sickness and sores, or not at all. Those tumors with painful expressions were the body, like bricks piled up into houses, These tumors together form a building resembling the human body, and form the "mother's nest will".

Pilos didn't even have a chance to raise his doubts, but he was frightened by the shouting of the monster's body mask, trying to turn around and escape from the calling area.

However, as soon as he moved his footsteps, the human facial tumors on the monster all showed their anger, and they collectively opened their mouths and spewed pungent acid on him...

When Pilos woke up from a coma, the monster was gone, and the price he paid for this reckless move was that his face was ruined, and his silver hair was corroded by acid to dark brown. The nickname "faceless man" made him ashamed.

"Why no results?"

Claudia raised two silver eyebrows, her face unpleasant.

"Pilox, with your ability to cast, you can't even find the clue of the thief, give me a reasonable explanation."

"Your Highness, there may be two factors."

"First, the guy who sneaked into the spider academy is good at illusion and camouflage. We don’t know his origins, or even know whether'Belling' is his real name or a pseudonym. He will use this detective technique for this serious lack of understanding. 'The information obtained cannot be very accurate.'

"Second, the thief was unusually cunning and not only figured out the route of sneaking into the burglary in advance. After the burglary succeeded, he also specially blessed a spell specifically used to evade detection unless we could manage to break through his protection. Measures, otherwise the "exploration technique" cannot be locked on him."

Before reporting bad news to Claudia, Pilos had prepared the wording to excuse himself in advance.

He has been following this high princess for many years, knowing that she is not as irritable and capricious as the legend outside, but actually a very reasonable woman.

As long as he can blame his failure on objective factors rather than his own mistakes, Claudia will not be annoyed anymore, and he will not be used as a "pump".

Sure enough, Claudia listened to his explanation, but sighed in disappointment, without too much blame on him, and instead called for another competent officer under her.

"Varris, is there anything new on the hunting team?"

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