The demeanor of the drow wizard Jonara Tux is as cold as frost, and she is as arrogant as the never-melting snow on the top of a mountain, but the signal sent by her clothes is so hot, so hot that it seems to make people shudder at the sight of her.

My whole body became hot.

Of course, as a prisoner, Brian would definitely not be able to get warm at this time.

Because in his eyes, this beauty was no different from a poisonous spider. When he imagined that the other person was a spider, he instantly felt sober as if he had been poured cold water on her.

He quickly stood up from the chair and looked at the drow with calm eyes.

She looks very young, but her scarlet eyes are mature enough.

Her chest was high and firm, and the skin exposed outside her clothes was still as tight and elastic as that of a young girl. Her long and straight legs were pressed together, so tight that there were no gaps.

But Brian could feel that the mature aura that naturally exuded from the drow wizard could never be imitated by a young girl.

After all, any female Drow who has lived to this age is not an experienced veteran that countless players can't match.

He also heard some players with bad taste explain that if you want to confirm the condition of a female drow, you only need to look at her...

Thinking of something interesting, Brian looked startled and quickly dismissed the chaotic thoughts in his mind, because he was really afraid that he would suddenly be unable to hold back on such an occasion, and if he laughed, it would be a bit embarrassing.

Although he knew that his life was not in danger for the time being, he still did not dare to be so reckless.

Fortunately, the other party didn't notice his change. He just stood quietly and looked at him indifferently without any words or movements.

Brian regained his composure and looked at the body of the drow wizard that was not covered by the light silk robe from the corner of his eye. Then he deliberately flashed a greedy look and at the same time made his breathing quicken a little.

There was no way, in this case, he had to pretend.

Otherwise, if this female Drow, who feels good about herself, finds out that she is so unattractive in his eyes, she might become angry and think of some torture method.

If he pretends to be impatient but unable to bear it, it will make the other party feel inexplicable pleasure and satisfy his desire to conquer.

As long as this kind of psychopathic drow is happy and feels happy, there will naturally be no trouble for him.

Therefore, it is not unreasonable to say that "life depends entirely on acting".

Especially Brian, who is now a prisoner.

"It can be seen." The drow wizard said, "You have learned well."

She walked leisurely to the chair where Brian stood up, and sat down calmly, letting her long silk skirt slit to her hips reveal her slender thighs.

Brian stood on the spot with his back straight, maintaining a cold silence as usual, while revealing a trace of unconcealable murderous intent.

"Soon you will get a chance to test your strength." The drow wizard took out a small bottle of potion from his plump bra, showed it to him, and said with a sarcastic smile, "If you succeed, I will let you go free."

Brian's eyes widened in response, he clenched his fists, and then unclenched his fists. His eyes flashed with a light of consideration, eagerness to try, and finally restrained.

Then he followed the bottle of potion in the wizard's hand with an eager and longing expression, and watched as the wizard stuffed it into his tight-fitting bra again.

"I can see you understand what this means."

The wizard looked at Brian with silky eyebrows, licked her scarlet, plump lips, and asked provocatively, "So... do you want to know how to get it?"

"Tell me your purpose." Brian said coldly in a deliberately annoyed tone.

Just as he expected, seeing his expression, the other party's smile became more obvious, full of ridicule.

Although the drow wizard did not ban his spellcasting ability, he used another method to control him.

The bottle of potion she showed off in her hand was to lift a vicious curse called the 'Poisonous Heart Spider' in his body.

"I have a fun adventure planned for you."

The drow wizard smiled and said, crossing his slender legs, "And what you need to do is help me kill someone in this adventure game."

"I need to know the specific situation." Brian replied briefly, while praying in his heart that it would not be the rebellious drow he knew.

"Of course, in order for your plan to be successful, you must understand your opponent in detail."

The drow wizard frowned slightly, as if he remembered something unpleasant, "To be precise, I am not the patriarch of the Tuckers family, but a magic instructor responsible for training the family's own and those sent to me.

Some kids with magical talents."

Brian naturally knew the Tuckers family, the first family in the entire ancient Orens city.

"That's why."

The wizard looked proud and said, "As long as they are wizard apprentices from me, they can get the highest credits in the annual competition held to inspire young drow. In this way, they can easily pass the warlock

The academy's test opens this mysterious magical door and pursues your own arcane path."

"Such a high teaching quality is an honor for you." Brian added appropriately.

"That's right." Hearing his compliment, the drow wizard was obviously very pleased, "But at the same time, it is this lofty reputation that has brought me new troubles."

Brian looked at her curiously, and he vaguely guessed the reason.

"Ten years ago, I accepted a new student, a girl with a rare magical talent." The drow wizard's voice was filled with pure hatred.

"As a wizard mentor, isn't it something worth celebrating when you accept a girl with a rare magical talent?"

Brian deliberately showed a puzzled look, "If it were in our War College of the Kingdom of Cormyr, for a tutor, this would almost raise his reputation to a new height."

"Having said that," the wizard said coldly, "the mistake is that this girl is the only daughter and heir of the chief mage of Ancient Orens City, Khadrof Pumor."

"The only heir?"

Brian asked in confusion, "If you claim that you have trained the heir to the next chief mage of Ancient Orens City, wouldn't this title bring you unimaginable prestige?"

"It seems that you are very smart, and you can tell the key point in one sentence."

The drow wizard raised his chin, stared deeply at Brian with his scarlet eyes for a long time, and said the reason coldly, "However, the Archmage Haizhuof insisted on keeping this arrangement secret."

When Brian heard this, he looked at the drow with a strange expression.

I did it for a long time, just because the students I taught could not name the teacher, and then the teacher couldn't show off anymore, so he had to find ways to kill his students.

As expected of a drow, he has become so involved, Brian thought to himself.

Thinking of this, Brian felt that the whole thing might not be as simple as he thought, so he added: "Yes, as a tutor, it is indeed a bit cruel that you can't brag about your new students everywhere."

"This is just one of the reasons."

To Brian's expectation, the drow did not refute the sarcasm in his words, but sighed and said in a frustrated tone, "The real reason is that this child's magical talent can no longer be called rare.

"

"Want to hear the details."

Brian's eyelids twitched because he had guessed correctly, his opponent was really the rebellious drow wizard.

The drow wizard readjusted his sitting posture, swapped the positions of his slender legs that were folded together, glanced at Brian who was swallowing secretly, and showed a twisted smile.

"Generally speaking, drow's learning of magic begins in adolescence - a tumultuous and confusing transition from childhood to youth. This period begins around the age of fifteen and ends at the beginning of adolescence or at the age of twenty-five.

By this time, a drow child is strong enough to attempt to channel arcane powers, and educated enough to read and write complex drow script."

"However, this child is different. While most children begin to feel the power of magic, she can already freely control her innate magic power.

Not only that, she can also read drow runes. More importantly, she has the talent necessary to transform from a drow who can use magic to a real wizard. In a short period of time,

The little one learned to read simple magical scrolls, copy mysterious talismans, and memorize quite complex spells."

"Not only does her ability surpass that of my proud daughter, but she has also mastered magic at a speed beyond everyone's expectations that even low-level wizards are difficult to perform. The most annoying thing is that she has also failed to reach the level of Tingting.

Yuli shows the extraordinary beauty that was heralded in childhood, and even the martial arts master of our family is fascinated by her. Therefore, I plan to use her coming-of-age ceremony to end her education once and for all."

The drow wizard Jolana Tux finished speaking in one breath as if she was venting her anger. Her plump and plump breasts that frequently rose and fell showed the purest hatred caused by her jealousy.

Brian remained silent and did not answer.

He knew that the drow were a narrow-minded race and had no doubt about the superiority of their own race. They worshiped Lolth with great fanaticism and were never tired of the struggles and conspiracies encouraged by this chaotic lady.

Status is everything, fighting for power is everything.

Few things can distract the drow from their narrow, ancestral focus.

Therefore, the fact that the drow wizard in front of him showed such a twisted side was considered a normal operation for the drow elf, and it did not refresh his outlook on life.

In order to calm down the anger caused by jealousy in her heart, this sorceress did not hesitate to spend a lot of money to weave a spider web full of conspiracy.

Of course, in his opinion, the real reason is probably that the girl's future will shake the status of the first family of the Tuckers.

All in all, many reasons have created the motivation to kill her. This is the characteristic culture of the drow elves - the art of involution.

And he, in this woven spider web, became a tool to kill the girl, nothing more.

She really thinks highly of me, Brian showed a wry smile.

As a time traveler, he happened to know this talented drow girl, so he naturally knew the general situation of the other party's blood sacrifice ceremony.

There is no doubt that Jonara's plan has obviously failed since the other party survived unharmed and became a drow wizard whose strength has reached the legendary level.

Not only did he fail, he was also severely slapped in the face.

In fact, if everything goes as planned by Jonara, her plan can actually be successful.

But the mistake is that this girl's father is the chief mage of the ancient city of Orens.

This cunning old wizard gave her any powerful magical equipment, which could directly deal a dimension-reducing blow to him, turning the entire dangerous ritual into a perfunctory process.

The fact is that the plot developed exactly like this, so Brian felt that he had no chance of winning at all, and that he was simply going to die.

"What's her name?" He was silent for a long time, holding on to his last glimmer of hope.

"Santila Pumor." The drow wizard, whose anger finally subsided, replied.

"What's the difference between this and dying?" Brian muttered in a depressed voice.

"Are you an idiot?!"

When the drow wizard heard this, she suddenly jumped up from her chair extremely ferociously, and angry red flames suddenly flashed through her eyes, "You must win, otherwise why would I spend so much effort!"

"You already have enough understanding of drow's spells, so in the next month." Jonara tried her best to restrain her anger and said with a very solemn face.

"My daughter, Santila's closest friend, the one who knows her best, will be with you every day, telling you all the attacking magic your opponent has at his disposal and how to resist it, as well as her weaknesses. Want

If you want to survive, you must master them all carefully."

It's useless, Brian thought.

"I understand." He regained his composure and nodded slightly.

He had heard a little bit about the vicious curse of the 'Poisonous Heart Spider'. If it didn't work, he would choose to run away directly during the duel.

As for the curse issue, the worst he could do was transform the lich.

Of course, this was the worst plan he made without any escape route.

"It can be seen that you are an astute and intelligent battle mage." Jonara showed an evil smile, "So, you should know the consequences of failure. You don't need me to remind you, right?"

Brian gave her a cold look and took it as his own answer.

After two months of intermittent contact, he had long known that the perverted female Drow in front of him liked the way he gritted her teeth but was helpless.

In this current situation, he could only choose to endure it for the time being.

Because he had already thought of a bold idea on how to use this opportunity to kill the opponent with a backhand.

"Very good, as long as you understand." The wizard smiled evilly, folded his slender hands together, and reminded Brian:

"Remember, one month later, it's time to test your ability. You will be taken to the wild tunnels around the city to face your opponent. You must kill her in battle. Only in this way can you escape from her

Get the antidote from the corpse, and then you can go wherever you want."

Brian's eyes lit up, showing an expression that aroused infinite hope in his heart, and the corner of his mouth also raised a slight smile.

Although he knew that things were definitely not as simple as imagined, he had to be careful to pretend to please the other party.

"It can be seen from your expression." The drow wizard noticed Brian's smile and she stared at his face. "You are very satisfied with my conditions, right?"

"Indeed." Brian said slowly, resisting the urge to turn his head.

At this moment, he just wanted to end this conversation quickly.

"In order to make you more motivated, I can fulfill a long-awaited little wish in your heart in advance." Jonara said softly, walking towards him as if nothing had happened.

She waved her hand casually, and the tulle covering her body moved and automatically slid down along the exquisite curves. The corset exposed her shoulders and most of her height.

Then, she stretched out a slender black hand and forcibly lifted Brian's chin.

Brian instinctively wanted to dodge, but a pair of fiery eyes stared directly into his eyes. He could only curse a few words in his mind, trying his best to restrain this impulse and adapt to it.

He felt this unscrupulous female drow move closer, her graceful body already pressing against his.

At this moment, an irresistible magical force penetrated the depths of his soul.

He looked shocked, forced himself to stay calm, concentrated, and used the power of "Mind Blank". In order to protect his secret, he immediately filled his mind with the purest hatred for the drow wizard.

"Dear Brian, tell me, what do you want to do most right now?"

Jonara stood on tiptoes, raised her arms high, hugged his neck affectionately, and then floated under the influence of the levitation technique until their eyes were level with each other.

Brian knew that under the influence of the spell, he could not lie at this moment, so he looked at her with disgust and spoke his truest thoughts without fear:

"I'll fuck you, uncle!"

The wizard looked slightly startled when she heard his hateful curse.
Chapter completed!