"Hello, dear Mistress Brisha. You can guess who I am, I think." Although Vincent strode to the

center of the audience room, he kept reminding himself that he was still in the presence of a

dark fairy mistress, and that he could not be careless. He had a lightning spell at his disposal

in case Brisha suddenly struck out and hurt anyone.

The drow's expression was surprised, but in a moment the emotion had completely

disappeared behind her kindly smile. Brisha turned, wriggled her body, and moved the lotus

step toward Vincent. It was as if she were standing before him, not a dangerous mage, but

just one of her many male pets.

"Please stop, Mother Brisha," she said. Vincent said, feeling that he had a difficult woman to

deal with. "After all, officially speaking, we are now in a hostile relationship, and in the most

intense kind of hostile relationship."

"No, I don't think so." Brisha's voice drifted into Vincent's ear with a reassuring comfort, like a

mother gently patting young children into a sweet sleep. "We can talk slowly. What do you

say?"

'Stop your spells! Vincent understood Brischa's plan at once. Lightning flew out of his hand

like a wild animal and struck the statue of the spider goddess. The great flash of light and the

roar of the explosion shook the whole hall at once, and the rush of air swept the two men in

the room like a gale. Brisha, not expecting the power of the spell, looked unsteady on his feet

in a hurry. However, the gust of wind did make Vincent's brain feel very clear. The statue of

the spider goddess could no longer withstand the attack, and the parts that had been hit

immediately turned to flying ash.

"Brisha, I think I'll call you by your first name." Vincent said, "My skin is not black, so I don't

have any feelings for your gods. As for the magic she has given you, I advise you not to try it

on me again!" Vincent banged the ground with his rod: "I don't suppose your body is stronger

than the statue of the spider goddess?"

Brisha took a look at the statue, which had been blown through a hole, and was also afraid

of the power of the lightning. But she quickly recovered and said to the sorcerer, "Nature is

not so stiff. My body is very soft. If you have a chance, you can try it..." Brischa twisted his

back and took two steps closer. "I'll stand here and let you take a closer look. Of course, strong

men, you can also come and take a closer look."

'No need.' Vincent points to his own eyes: "In my eyes, a cover or disguise is useless." He

points to several corpses on the ground: "Do you have much time to have this' discussion

'with me about the softness of the body?"

"Male! Aren't you afraid of the Dark Elf Guard coming in from outside?" "You are strong, but

not too strong for me," Brisha said. With my army, you have no chance of winning." At once

the Drow brought her motherly power and strength to bear.

"Oh! I thought so too." Vincent smiled. He had expected such a threat. "I can't deal with so

many black killers, but do you know how I got in?" He, too, moved a little closer to Brischa:

"The chances of you catching me are very low. In the unlikely event, and I mean in the unlikely

event that you could overpower me in an instant, it would be possible for me to shut my

mouth and seal away forever what I have just heard."

Then he pointed to the statue of the spider goddess. "One more thing, since you are going

to destroy this statue yourself, you must not let your men know. They must have received an

order: 'No matter what, do not enter this room'. Gather the men all you want. ' Vincent smiled,

"In this way, our conversation will soon be over. I am also happy to be free."

Mother Brisha's face finally became completely serious. All smiles were gone. "What do you

want, Master? You were able to quietly attack me from behind without doing so, you must

have your own purpose! Say, what do you want? '

'I just want an answer to one question, that's all.' Vincent held a finger in front of Brisha's face.

"I have thought of most things, but there is only one thing I do not understand. It gives me

sleepless nights." The smile on the master's face as he said the last four words did not show

any signs of "distress."

"A problem? Simple as that?" "Stop beating around the bush here and say what your real

purpose is!" says Brisha.

"No, Drow, I prefer the simple way, and since you do not have much time left, I will try to say

what comes to my mind as quickly as possible, without interrupting or correcting me if there

are any mistakes or omissions."

"All you have set up is to lure the First family into thinking that your sacrifices have all been

killed." Vincent pointed to the corpses on the ground. "Even you, Mother Drow, will be hiding.

It is easy to think, but you dark elves are not in the habit of abandoning your family and

starting anew. It won't be that easy, especially since you already have powers similar to the

First Family, and it's not impossible that you can successfully defend against this invasion. But

in that case, your losses will be very great."

Vincent looked Brischa straight in the eye. 'If you fight against the First family, you will soon

fall from the throne of the second family. Besides, you are only afraid of Batana herself!"

"Go on, male." Brischa smiled again. "I think you have a point."

"The mother of the First family is not easy to deal with, especially when she is on full guard.

Today, at this time, is not the moment you planned to deal with her. Then you have prepared

these bodies to make Batana think you are dead. There are two possibilities. One is to show

up after the war, blame the First family for the attack, and let the city's dark elves gather

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together to fight against the family that "broke the peace." But in this way, you will also lose

a lot, and will not get the biggest share of the spoils, after the fall of the First family, even if

you are not swallowed by other houses, you will certainly fall down the rankings. It would be

too much to lose, and you are not old enough, I suppose, to give up."

'Actually, I'm younger than you think, male! "I can make you feel the true charm of the Dark

Elves," Brisha said.

'Thank you, but I'm not really interested in dark creatures, especially ones that are black inside

and out.' Vincent did not show any particular expression, which made Brisha feel a little

confused about what the mage's real purpose was.

"Then there is only one possibility left, that you seize the opportunity that the First family is

now also replenishing its strength, pretend to be destroyed, let some of your family's priests

mingle with Batana, and then, together with you hiding senior priests, directly paralyze each

other's highest power core, so that you can directly rebuild in the body of the first family.

That's what you're trying to do!

'Human beings! I think you do have a vivid imagination. ' As if listening to a farce, Brisha asked,

"You still don't understand the methods of the Dark Elves. How could the First family have let

my family so easily infiltrate their power centers without checking them?"

"No, knowing you Dark Elves is the only reason for me to make that assumption. You dare to

do so with only one aid: the spider goddess! She is the source of your sacrificial power, and

as long as she helps you blind the effects of mind-detecting magic, the plan of infiltration is

not difficult. And the most important point is that the First Family's current sacrifice power has

also taken a big hit, as I'm sure you know, with Zeena gone, Batana can't personally examine

every captive. The other sacrifices are good at fighting, but their knowledge of mind

inspection is limited. Isn't that reason enough?"

"The spider goddess is that easy to talk to? Does the great goddess agree to this crazy plan,

as you say?"

"Of course, you already know who is going to attack this time, and you are ready. This is

information that even my advisor could not have known in advance, and the only person who

could have told you this was the Spider Goddess of the Dark Elves! But at the same time she

told Batana that now was the perfect time to attack you. Then think of it the other way around.

You have hatched this plot, and the spider goddess is interested in it. So she gave you a hand

and sent Batana to your door. Does that make any sense?" Vincent smiled and said, "But what

did you sacrifice to make the spider goddess so happy?"

"That's the question you want to know?" Brischa said, "Can't your brilliant mind figure that

out?"

"No! Naturally not." The mother's words acknowledged Vincent's reasoning, and the Master

came to claim his own interests: "I am not interested in your kind of sacrifice, I just want to

know, who provided you with these sacrificial goods?"

The little angel Sokka was originally on the list for this sacrifice. Since Vincent's arrival in the

Dark City of Elves, he has always felt that a force is spying on him in the shadows, and this is

the best chance to learn the truth.

"It's the Thieves' Union of Prudence City," he said. "Brisha replied.

"Mistress, you've lost your cool. You did not even ask me what I would give in exchange for

this answer. I naturally do not believe the name you have just uttered. An organization that

can offer you rich sacrifices in exchange for your help in pleasing the spider goddess is so

simple as to say it?" Vincent took two steps back. "Now, then, I will go back to Batana and

continue my work as a consultant, or I will go to the Black Crystal Tower and have a good rest.

The choice lies in the name you speak below."

"Remember what you have said today, male! The Drow will remember what you have done

today. Do not think that this will end easily. We have the spider Goddess in our favor!" Brisha

was silent for a moment, she had heard the sound of fighting outside the gates, and the party

led by Batana was approaching the audience room, and time was running out. She stared at

the sorcerer fiercely. "Snake Man! They are snakes. I don't know where they come from. Now,

you already know what you want. Stand in a safe place and be a bystander! Know that the

consequences of being involved are far greater than you think!"

'Of course, Mother Brisha,' she said. Vincent nodded as respectfully and gracefully as he had

when he first entered the room. "What I'm trying to say is that those snakes can be very

dangerous things, and by the way, I wish you success." Vincent heads for the exit of the hall.

But after two steps out, Vincent stopped again and turned to face Brischa. "I'm sorry to have

taken you so long. But under the circumstances, you should be the one to leave." With that,

the silver ball of energy floated from Vincent's hand, and the powerful spell energy made the

air in the room heavy. "After all, we are supposed to be the winners of this battle."

"Man, it would be a wonderful thing if you could come to my family." Brischa smiled and said,

"Of course, even if I succeed, I will keep Shelley, whom you love. Honestly, you have a strange

taste, so a little girl who doesn't know anything can give you pleasure? Better consider my

offer."

"My spells give priority to moving targets. Dear Mistress, do you choose to stay here until

Batana enters? Consider my offer first." Vincent smiled and said, "I've already got my share of

dessert. I don't need any other reward."

"Farewell, future First Mistress."