"I said, why don't you go on a hunger strike or commit suicide? It will give me a greater sense of accomplishment."
The prisoner had obviously received preferential treatment. She looked full of energy, holding her head high and showing off her proud figure. Her overconfident attitude made Snorri feel uneasy, and she couldn't help but speak to suppress her arrogance.
"Humph, I know my own value, especially after I found out that all your men are full of pleasure."
"Why are you looking at me? Do you treat me like a woman?"
"Don't get me wrong, I'm not targeting you, I'm saying that everyone on the list is a happy person."
"Bastard, you're looking for death!"
"How dare you speak arrogant words in front of a god!"
With the provocative speech of the female assassin, the conference room instantly boiled. Who can bear to be insulted in front of the boss by his former life-and-death enemy and now his prisoner?
"Oh, please stop it! If I didn't intervene, she could really do it to you all."
The dwarf demigod looked around at the angry subordinates and couldn't help but sigh. Assassin is a standard template for a great priest - his own strength is almost at the peak of a mortal. With the blessing of the gods, he can reach the peak and release a few magical spells.
Perhaps Ranold's power and position are not enough to control the most outstanding figures among humans, but the benefits brought by the half-elves' longer lifespan are enough to make up for the slight lack of talent.
"You must not neglect your own practice while preaching. The more divine power you carry, the greater the burden will be on you. Don't let me accidentally bite someone to death."
After admonishing him, he waved his hand to dismiss everyone. Assassin, who is so aware of current affairs, will have the opportunity to compete for the strongest foreign general under his command. This is a turbulent world, and only civil servants will be ignored if they are talented.
"What state is He in now?"
"Huh? As you can see, I am now in front of you, Ranold. I'm afraid I won't be able to come back easily."
"It sounds like you are an honest person as the rumors say, but not very honest."
After exchanging key information, the atmosphere suddenly became more relaxed. In many cases, as long as preliminary mutual trust is established, the topic can continue to advance.
"Assassin shouldn't be your real name, right? How do you call it? You can reintroduce yourself."
"My first name is Shiva. My last name is none."
The half-elf's eyes showed confusion and sadness. Obviously, these memories buried deep in her mind were not good memories. Her childhood experiences were outlined under the soothing power of Snorri's magic.
It was a Black Ark plunder more than a hundred years ago. Pirates destroyed coastal towns. The daughter of a prominent family was taken as a private slave by the fleet commander because of her beauty, and she was taken to the next stop.
After fighting again and again along the coastline, the pirates were finally defeated by the gathered armies of the city-states. The woman took advantage of the chaos and escaped, but her family was destroyed and her reputation was ruined. She had to live in the streets and alleys.
Soon she painfully discovered that she was pregnant, but the brothel did not kick her out after the estimated time. Facts proved that the madam's judgment was correct, the newborn was indeed a mixed-race girl and was immediately regarded as a rare commodity.
The woman died soon after being traumatized and under pressure, and the child she left behind received careful training in related work abilities. However, the dark elf bloodline not only gave her pointed ears and skin color, but also gave her an affinity with shadows and darkness.
Her talent was discovered by the assassins and intelligence organizations operating nearby. They abducted her for a short training and returned her to the headquarters. Nightcrawler happened to be worried about the short life of his spokesperson. Half-elves have a much longer lifespan than mortals, so they immediately got her
After receiving His attention, he became Assassin after several experiences.
"How did Ranold get involved with the assassins?"
"The Black Knife was originally appointed as the guardian of the Shadow Dancer Luoyike, but I don't know whether he lost his power or simply didn't pay attention to this small group of devout believers. After many twists and turns, he was merged into the command of Ranold."
The story behind the brief words could fill several books. Snorri's own starting point was relatively high, and he had no sympathy for the kind of intrigues surrounding a few carriages, a small group of wandering goblins, and so on.
The Supreme Prince and the disciples of the Rune Demigod, in normal development, they all sit in one city and lead an army. The former master simply lost the battle for the first time on the battlefield. He was fascinated by the heroic stories and easily confessed.
own.
"Fuck me?"
"I have no choice. Every creature in the old world praises your generosity, and you won't treat me alone if you think about it."
The half-elf raised his hands shackled with runes, squeezed out a smile and knelt down on one knee towards Snorri. The dwarf knew that with such a smooth and prestigious blessing, intelligent creatures would want to follow those with a bright future, and if they reported their names, they could win over others.
Dear Lord.
"Very good Shiva, I haven't figured out how to use you yet. You can also come up with your own plan. But before that, I need to clean up the residue of Ranold's divine power in you. After all, you were his divine choice.
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Snorri waved the half-elf to come closer. She was able to examine herself in Ranold's state because of the remaining connection between the two. No matter how unsuspecting people are, this "backdoor" must be blocked.
"Um."
Under the black cloak that wrapped her body, Shiva was wearing a split tight leather armor. Due to the interference of her height, Snorri's big hands naturally fell on her exposed waist.
The well-trained body is tight and powerful, and the amber skin brings a satin-like touch, not to mention the waistcoat line and abdominal muscles that are looming with the breath!
"Gu..."
The two of them swallowed saliva at the same time. Nearly a hundred years of infiltration made the mark in Shiva's body very stubborn. Snorri had to put his left hand on it, and his slim waist was almost completely covered.
"Ugh!"
It was unbearable for the alien power to use one's own body as a battlefield, but seeing Snorri's frown getting tighter and tighter, the half-elf's tightly pursed red lips moved and made up her mind - she lowered her head and nibbled on the dwarf's mouth.
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"What are you doing.?"
Snorri's words were blocked by silky eyes. After a fierce response, he picked up the half-elf and threw him on the bed, leaving only the hatch behind him that was welded into a golden color.
This time, he was lucky. The former divine choice could no longer be a member of the Sect of Joy. The technique of "Slaanesh has to be praised in front of his face" in the previous life study materials has been partially put into practice, and it is also thanks to his ability to be close to that of a mortal.
Only a peak body can withstand his attacks.
"Did you hear anything?"
"Well, it seems quite intense. I heard that Zun Shen is very good at messing with people!"
"No, Xichang Andemuge has such tricks! Hey, it was all taught by him."
The humans outside the door stood with their legs and feet numb, but the fierce battle inside the cabin was completely different from what they imagined.
"Is this blood? Your nails are not long, how can you pick out so much from my back?"
"What? My training is limited to the theoretical part."