Witch Monastery

Hanni stood still. Normally, she would just laugh off her sister's many sarcasms. After all, she was confident in her own abilities and knew that her sister was just saying that out of jealousy. This kind of jealousy of the weak towards the strong would even make Hanni feel happy.

However, every time this matter was mentioned, Hanni couldn't help but feel a prick in her heart, and then she ignited a raging anger: "I said that as a surface creature, he didn't intend to get involved in the muddy waters of Menzoberranzan, so he rejected my proposal."

"I've told you so many times, but your brain just can't remember it!"

Her voice was a little anxious, but the more she reacted like this, the happier Bilel became.

She covered her mouth, her towering breasts hidden under her purple silk pajamas trembled with laughter, and she continued to laugh, "No way, no way, Miss Hanny, you are a dark elf, and you took the initiative to seduce a human like him. Shouldn't you be able to charm him with just a frown and a smile, and make him kneel on the ground and lick your toes, and be willing to do anything for you?"

"That's impossible. This is the charm that every elf should have. Could it be...hiss, no way, Hanny?"

She made an exaggerated expression of shock and looked at Hanni, then the expression turned into sympathy: "Oh my, could a mere human being be so picky that he doesn't like you? Oh..."

She said this exaggeratedly. Although her words were completely different from what Hanny wanted to achieve that day, the core of the words was the same: Hanny thought her charm was enough to impress Hawthorne, but she was completely rejected by him!

These words once again touched Hanni's sore spot, and anger burned in her eyes.

She glared at her sister, knowing that she must not get sucked into the vortex of self-explanation at a time like this, otherwise she would only become passive and let the other party become more and more complacent!

She thought about the words to counterattack, and after a moment, she suddenly laughed and retorted: "You are a weakling, you don't understand the transactions between the strong at all. You can only use your narrow-minded thinking and the most basic love between men and women to speculate on the transactions between us high-level spellcasters."

She was so stubborn that she also poked her sister's sore spot in "strength". Bi Leier gritted her teeth in anger, then squinted her eyes and smiled: "No matter what race a man is, aren't they all the same? You just need to flirt with them a little bit, and they will come over obediently."

"Little sister, I've dealt with more men in the past few months in Bora than you've ever seen in your life. If you can't deal with them yourself, just learn from me how to improve your charm and don't make excuses~"

Hanni felt like her heart was stabbed and bleeding, but she still maintained a mocking smile and said to her sister: "Forget it, you don't understand the world of us high-level spellcasters."

"I'm telling you, the six-ring spell

Why...wait, do you understand? Oh, sorry, sorry, I'm so sorry, sister, I forgot that you haven't even learned the third-ring spells yet! I told you directly the logic of a sixth-ring spellcaster, but you didn't understand it at all!"

Chapter 785 Harlan's Residence

Hanni spoke in a sarcastic tone, making Bile tremble with anger. She took a few deep breaths, her towering chest heaving, and then sneered, "He is a man first, and then a wizard. Oh, if I come forward, I believe he will kneel on the ground and beg me to whip his butt!"

Hanni sneered, "Then go ahead, go find him in person and see if you can come back alive! Let me make it clear first, you asked for your own death, I won't collect your body!"

Bi Leier snorted coldly: "I'm not going. A lowly human is not worth so much from me!"

Hanny was just about to say that you can handle the elephant-man and minotaur of Boro, but why can't you handle humans? Are you unwilling or are you scared?

However, at this moment, a familiar female voice came from outside: "Stop arguing, Bileel, Hanni, just do what you need to do."

It was Zora Harlan's voice.

The two girls who were arguing just now stopped talking when they heard their mother speak. Bileel glanced at her sister, then snorted, sat up from the sofa, put on her slippers, and went back to her room to pack her things.

Zhuola frowned slightly, looking a little worried. She had just heard the conversation between the two girls, so she couldn't help but feel a little worried.

She walked to Hanni, took her daughter's arm, and then asked softly, "Is there really no possibility of cooperation between you and Father Hawthorne?"

She had been looking forward to further cooperation with Hawthorne, not for anything else, but because Hawthorne's battle that night really left a deep impression on her. The overwhelming strength made her feel so excited that she almost trembled every time she recalled it.

But unfortunately, to her disappointment, that night, Hanny went out confidently dressed up, but came back looking dazed, as if all her energy had been drained away.

Zhuola asked her what was going on, but Hanni just said that the negotiations broke down and Hawthorne did not intend to continue cooperating with them to deal with the Banrui family. As for the specific details of the negotiations, she did not say a word.

Zhuola did not ask any further questions about this, but she was not willing to give up and wanted to try indirectly to see if there was any chance to save the relationship.

Hawthorne that night really left such a deep impression on her that even when she recalled it now, she still couldn't help but feel overwhelmed.

In response, Hanni gave a slightly bitter smile: "It's impossible, Mom. His attitude is very firm. He just doesn't want to cooperate with us."

"Give up, we'll think of other ways. Relax, Kunsheer is not so invincible, we will definitely find a way to deal with her."

After listening to this, Zhuola sighed, unable to conceal the deep disappointment in his heart: "That's true. With such a strong fighting force, we have to pay a huge price to let him help us face such a great danger."

"I'm sorry, Hanni. Mom shouldn't have such thoughts. You've worked hard. Go back and have a rest. We'll go home after the last few transactions are completed."

Hanni nodded slightly and turned back. Zora looked outside. The sun was slowly setting and the earth was sinking into darkness. She turned outside and walked among the messy ruins of the slum, squinting her eyes and enjoying the cool breeze in the evening.

Because the Underdark is underground, there is almost no natural wind. So after coming to the surface, Zora enjoyed this feeling very much.

Of course, there is another reason, which is that this kind of environment can easily evoke some happy memories of her youth.

At that time, she had not yet become her husband's lover, and later the father of Bileel, Hanny and others. Due to some religious reasons, it was inconvenient for him to appear in some prosperous areas of the city of Mozoberranzan.

So at that time, she would go find him, and then the two of them would walk hand in hand in those deserted urban areas, chatting about things they had forgotten, and when they got tired, they would just find a place to sit down and snuggle up to each other for warmth.

She still misses that time very much. It was ridiculous that she did not fully enjoy the happiness at that time. She even foolishly planned to suddenly stab him in the back one day, to please Rose with this sudden betrayal and the life of this pagan...

It's ridiculous.

She sneered at her own naivety back then.

At this moment, a familiar, slightly cheerful male voice suddenly sounded not far away: "Mrs. Zora is in such a good mood."

When Zora opened her eyes, she saw a handsome figure with white hair sitting on the top of a ruined house not far away. He tilted his head, looking at her with a warm smile on his face.

That person was none other than Nigel Hawthorne, the man she had been thinking about all the time.

Seeing him, Zora was stunned: "You...how do you know we are here?"

Hawthorne kept smiling: "How could I not know that my ability is much greater than you think."

He was very sure that the Harun family was still here, because he had always been worried about these dark elves, so he had asked Celine to monitor them.

With the ability to distort light, Celine wants to remotely monitor these elves with obvious characteristics.

It was simple. However, these guys obviously had no intention of continuing to cause trouble. They were just honestly doing some poison and erotic transactions, so Hawthorne didn't bother to care about them.

But today, he suddenly had some needs, so he came here specifically to see her.

But it was obvious that his sudden appearance made the female elf a little nervous. She bent down slightly, her slender body suddenly tensed up, and she was ready to fight. Her hand was on the dagger behind her back. "You didn't tell the official of the Brahma, did you? The Brahma people nowadays will kill us dark elves without mercy."

She was so nervous that Hawthorne didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "Calm down, Madam Zora, think about it carefully. If I want to destroy you, I can just do it myself. Why would I need to borrow someone else's help? Don't you think so?"

Zora thought about it carefully. Hawthorne did have the ability, but he did not do it. This meant that even though the negotiations between Hanny and him broke down, he still retained goodwill and did not intend to list the Harlan family as an enemy.

After figuring this out, she immediately relaxed and stood up straight again: "That's true."

Hawthorne held his forehead slightly, but couldn't help but feel that this dark elf was indeed rare and cute.

"So, why did Father Hawthorne come to see me?" Zora asked, "Hanni told me that you firmly rejected her proposal for cooperation."

Hawthorne said: "I just rejected her cooperation proposal, but it doesn't mean that I will not do any business from now on."

"Madam Zora, I need a batch of highly toxic drugs as a gift. Can I buy them directly from you?"

Chapter 786 Zhuola's Misunderstanding

For a moment Zora couldn't figure out what he wanted to do.

Looking for us, to buy drugs? As a gift?

Who sent poison as a gift?

This is definitely not true... But, with your powerful strength, do you still need to use poison to assist you in fighting?

Zora couldn't help but frown, and started to use his brain, and then began to think frantically.

What is he doing this for?

Her face was visibly confused, and her reaction confused Hawthorne as well: "Why, is it not possible? Or, you are out of stock?"

His intention was very simple. He just wanted to buy some poison and give it to Cuibisi as a gift to see if it could improve her strength.

He could never guess what Zora was thinking. Zora quickly suppressed her confused expression and continued, "Of course, the Harlan family still has a lot of toxins left. But what kind do you need? Purple worm venom? There may not be much left."

Hawthorne frowned, then shook his head gently: "No, it's not just the purple worm venom. What other toxins are there? Madam, please introduce them to me, how about that?"

Although the venom of the purple worm is extremely toxic, its use is also greatly limited: it can only kill the enemy by applying it to weapons and piercing the enemy's armor and penetrating deep into the flesh within one minute - and it can only kill the enemy.

Even though Hawthorne didn't use poison often, he knew that poison couldn't be so narrow-minded - and it wasn't just used to kill people.

There are also many that are colorless and tasteless, and can be taken orally; some are emitted as smoke, and can be effective with just one breath. For example, their effects, in addition to killing people, can also make people sleep and not realize that they are poisoned, make people paralyzed and unable to move, and make people unable to help but tell the truth...

In short, there are many types, etc. Hawthorne believes that if you want to improve Cuibisi's strength, it is absolutely impossible to simply increase her lethality. You must improve her poison effect in multiple dimensions to see the effect.

Since I have money anyway, I might as well try various methods.

Thinking of this, Hawthorne smiled, and that smile made Zora's heart beat wildly, making her even more curious about his thoughts.

She took a deep breath, suppressed her chaotic thoughts, and continued, "In addition to the purple worm venom, the Harlan family deals in many other toxins."

"For example, the venom of the wyvern can be considered an inferior substitute for the purple worm venom. Its effect is not as good, but it is cheap and available in large quantities. Of course, this 'cheap' is only for people like you."

"There is also 'Carrion Beetle Mucus'. This toxin only needs to come into contact with the target's skin to take effect, paralyzing them and making them unable to move for at least a minute. Of course, this may not have much effect on dwarves, as these dwarves are naturally resistant to toxins..."

"This 'Aether Essence' is an inhalation toxin. Once the bottle is opened and the enemy breathes in the mist, they will be knocked unconscious for up to eight hours..."

……

When talking about her family's business, Zora suddenly seemed like a different person. She introduced to him the effects, prices, advantages and disadvantages of each poison in a torrent of words.

Although he is a pure warrior, and the family's poison business is basically handed over to his eldest daughter, the elf's memory is extraordinary, so he has no problem remembering the effects of these medicines and making some simple introductions.

Hawthorne originally thought that buying poison would be a simple matter, and he did not expect that the types of poisons sold by the Harlan family were far more complicated than he had imagined.

After listening to a few of them, he found that only the first few

I can still remember some of the information, but I can't remember the rest at all, so it's useless to listen.

It would probably be a waste of time to continue listening, so he simply spoke directly, interrupting Zora's introduction: "How much stock do you have left?"

Zhuola paused, but was not angry at all, and then shook her head: "Sorry, this is a commercial secret, I can't comment."

Huo Sang was startled, then burst out laughing: "That's right, I was abrupt."

Having said this, he then said, "Then give me all the poisons in your family one by one... five portions."

Zhuola was stunned: "Ah?"

"Yes." Hawthorne nodded. "You heard me right. I need them. Or are they out of stock? It's not a big problem. I'll give you as many as you have. Just quote a price and I'll pay in full in cash."

"Oh, it would be best if the goods are delivered to me within ten days, is that okay? We will leave after ten days."

Zhuola's heart was pounding, and she was still calculating the specific price of the transaction. After listening to Hawthorne's words, she nodded gently: "No problem, in fact, we are planning to leave too."

"I will personally take you to the monastery in the evening of three days from now."

Hawthorne nodded: "Okay, then, I hope everything goes well."

After saying that, he turned around, jumped off the roof, and then disappeared. Zhuola still stood there, staring at the place where he had just sat, her handsome eyebrows furrowed, and her red pupils were full of confusion.

As such a powerful spellcaster, what does he need these ordinary poisons for?

He shouldn't be able to use it...right?

At this moment, Zora inexplicably cared about what this man thought. She turned around, quickly returned to their secret base, and then gently knocked on Hanni's room.

At the door of the boudoir, Hannie was in her pajamas, looking at her mother impatiently: "What's the matter, Mom?"

Zhuola immediately said, "Hawthorne came to me just now and wanted to buy our toxins. He wanted five copies of each. Didn't you say he didn't agree to cooperate with us? I always feel that there is something fishy about this matter."

Hearing Hawthorne's name, Hanni became even more impatient. She shook her head quickly, "Don't worry, maybe he wants our poison to be used as an antidote? This kind of thing has happened before, right?"

Zhuora continued, "But can't his magic power dissolve any poison? Hanni, do you think he regretted rejecting you that day, so he came to me again, trying to send a signal of cooperation again?"

Hanni had some patience at first, but when she heard her mother mention the humiliation she suffered that night, she suddenly couldn't stand it anymore: "Impossible! Let me tell you this, he refused very firmly, and if he wants to cooperate again, he should just tell you no directly, why is he beating around the bush like this!"

Zhuola wanted to say that maybe he couldn't save his face. Don't the strong value these things? However, before she could finish her words, Hanni in front of her slammed the door shut. "It's absolutely impossible that he wants to cooperate with us again. Mom, I have to practice magic, don't disturb me. Oh, for this kind of guessing the client's mind, you should go to my sister!"

She had always been too embarrassed to tell the specific details of what happened that night, so she could only use this rough method to prevent her family from further exploring the details.

After Hannie finished speaking, she refused to let her mother in. At the door, Zora was stunned and suddenly realized that for Hannie, Hawthorne was probably a taboo topic that could not be mentioned.

Oh, this girl's self-esteem...

She sighed, but thought about it, and felt that what Hanni said was right. As a prophecy mage, she was not good at guessing the mentality of such a customer.

I should go ask Bile. I won't be able to feel at ease unless I understand Hawthorne's general purpose.

Zora thought so in her heart, then turned around, walked to the door of Bi Leier's room, pushed the door open, and saw her eldest daughter lying on the bed, wearing a thin silk pajamas, reading a novel.

She closed the door, walked over to Bile's bed and sat down, saying, "Bile, mother has a question for you."

"Speak." Bileel's eyes did not leave the book.

"That's it..." Zora considered her words, but considering that the name Hawthorne might have become a scar on Hanni's self-esteem, and that her two daughters had always been at odds with each other, she changed her words, "Suppose, a very powerful young man who is likely immune to toxins and not very interested in poison suddenly comes to you one night."

Bileel tilted her head slightly: "Found me?"

"Suppose, let's say there is such a man with powerful spellcasting ability." Zora emphasized, "He wants to buy poison from you, but it is obvious that he is not interested in poison. He becomes impatient and stops listening halfway through your introduction."

"But then he asked for five copies of every poison in the family and asked you to deliver them to his house. He would pay for it on the spot..."

"Bileel, what do you think is this man's purpose? Is there any trap here?"