"By the way, Corellon won't beat me to death, right? I asked his ex-wife to come out and sell music and sell sex." Backstage, Raven looked scared.
Yes, just pretend!
Laila was originally a married woman, no matter what Raven said. Feili was very capable, but after joining Raven's harem, she deliberately kept a low profile in order to avoid overshadowing Laila.
Jessica and Melissa were originally prisoners, and no matter what Lila said, they had always regarded themselves as maids.
In the end, Shar was the only one who refuted Raven.
"Hey! According to what you said, it was me who sang just now!?" Shar's eyebrows almost stood up. How could that corpse girl have a singing voice of that level? Shar had recorded her own song using playback magic.
, it is engraved on the magic circle inside Corpse Girl’s body to have this effect.
"Oh, this is part of your favorite conspiracy." Raven hugged Shar from behind with a playful smile.
Shar's body trembled, but she finally let him go.
Habit is a very scary thing. Once you accept it, every time you repeat it in the future, you will feel it is natural. If it were a few months ago, Sal would not believe that she would be manipulated by a man like this.
And now, even though the feeling of love and hate still hasn't subsided, Shar is used to it after all.
It was not that Shar had never woken up, but she indulged in it again and again, unable to extricate herself.
"But, is it really possible to deceive that bastard Lich who is so lustful even to death? Is it really not necessary for the caravan's route to pass through the only way the escort team must pass?".
Laila watched curiously as Raven took care of Shar.
"Shar, explain it to your eldest sister." Raven was very happy and had no time to answer Laila's question.
Shar was very busy and didn't have the energy to answer Laila's questions.
Instead, Melissa sighed: "It's too deliberate to arrange it on the only way. What we are escorting now is the lifeblood of Netheril. You can't be too careful. If we are really close to the escort route, that group
The Grand Arcanist will definitely capture us all immediately."
"Then... Raven, how are you sure that guy will definitely come?"
Raven made Shar gasping for breath. He proudly freed up his hands and shook his fingers: "You don't understand this. This is the so-called advertising and marketing."
Advertising is a skill of a time traveler.
Not to mention the Netheril period when business awareness was poor, even in the year 1316 of the Ultron Calendar, there was no real concept of commercial advertising. Because the world was so chaotic. Even in the center of the continent, no matter how safe it was, there were still a large number of
There are goblins, jackals and so on. Businessmen who can safely transport goods to places can basically make a lot of money.
How do you know what ** marketing is, what building momentum is, and what a troll is?
The so-called top quality does not mean that your stuff is top quality if you say it is good. It must be recognized by others. So Raven made a big splash, almost exclusively selecting the most powerful and visionary great arcanist in Netheril.
Empty City Tour Exhibition.
And every time, she just asked "Rose" to sell it for fun. But she told everyone that there was a better one that had to be auctioned off in Lianzhong City.
In fact, if we really want to show off Rose's beautiful existence...does Raven sell Suni or Shar?
What a joke!
This is definitely a big pit!
Anyway, Raven doesn't plan to actually auction any corpse girls, so just lie. Raven has neither a good impression nor a bad feeling towards those little princes of Netheril who seek death, and he doesn't feel any psychological burden at all.
But the effect is obvious.
If a group of people say that the corpse girl named Silo is a god-level goddess.
Perhaps those great arcanists who claim to be well-informed can still sit still, but the second one? The third one? Until a long list of great arcanists, even those with the opposite camp, all agree that the Corpse Lady is stunningly beautiful. She should only exist in the sky?
The news reached the ears of Baragas again and again, who was struggling to escort the Scroll of Nese. The old lich, who was once as calm as an ancient well, could not sit still.
"Is it really that good?" The person who summoned the magic message was an old friend of his.
"Hehe! It's not that I despise your collection. The Corpse Princess made by your princesses is indeed good, but regardless of the craftsmanship, your Princess Corpse Princess is a loser. I don't know which fallen goddess this caravan stole.
What came out, I feel, is at least something at the level of the Holy Spirit." My old friend was also boasting.
"Just brag." Barajas still didn't believe it.
"Hey! I'll send you a magical video. If you think I'm lying to you, I'll cover the cost of the crystal for the magical transmission."
Then, Barragas couldn't calm down anymore.
Is it so easy to resist the singing of the genuine Goddess of Creation?
In addition to Suni, the three goddesses in the Clear Water Domain who are famous for their singing and dancing, it is Shar's turn to sing. The reason why Shar's singing can only be ranked fourth or fifth among the goddesses,
The main reason is that Shar's singing voice is too dark, too sad, and does not conform to the peaceful joy and celebration of the ruling class. It is also not the melodious voice of the goddess of joy, Li Erla.
In terms of sound quality alone, Shar is definitely one of the best.
The illusory and ethereal singing easily penetrated Barajas's heart.
So as soon as Sal sang two characters, Barajas was hooked.
"Her name is Silo, right? I've decided! I want her! Even if I sell the rest of my Corpse Girls, or even lose the savings I left to my eldest disciple to build the magic tower, I won't hesitate!
"
"Wow, are you crazy?"
"No! I'm not crazy! Anyway, my arcane path has come to an end, and there is no room for improvement. Collecting the most beautiful corpse girls in the world is proof that I think I am still alive."
"Well……"
In this way, despite the dissuasion of all his subordinates, Barajas resolutely changed his route and headed for the Rebavinsi caravan two hundred kilometers east of the route.
The deputy leader of the escort team was really hurt.
Why is the Scroll of Nese not transported through a portal, but originally escorted by a large group of strong men?
It's not Netheril's fault.
On weekdays, the portal is of course fast and safe. You can enter the coordinates and spend some crystal stones to get there directly. But when it comes to the core scroll of Nese, there is no guarantee that the gods will not interfere.
Basically, gods with medium or strong divine power are good masters of space magic. There is no guarantee that these mortals who dare to challenge the gods will not be intercepted halfway, and then thrown into a different dimension, or pulled into a certain bird.
Torture them to death in the little shit plane.
Therefore, the core of this team is still the most powerful Barajas.
The Grand Arcanists are all willful and random guys. When Barajas insisted on taking a detour and strolling around, no one could do anything. The deputy leader even alerted the Council for this.
But there is nothing Congress can do.
Both Grand Arcanists are extremely difficult to maintain. If it weren't for guys like Barragas, whose power has reached its limit and can no longer be promoted, and can only seek fun, who would waste precious experimental time to help you escort the treasure?
ah?
If you have time, why not do more experiments, or launch a foreign war to grab the wealth needed for experiments?
No one can replace Barajas, who is still relatively powerful.
As a result, the Severnton Council had to agree to the request of this old lich who wanted to be lustful even to death.
detour!
After a full two hundred kilometers, when the escort team followed this powerful and willful arcanist master and ran to the caravan, they were rejected.
An awesome half-bear with white hair stopped in front of the camp. He crossed his arms and his burly body almost blocked half of the camp.
"Sorry! My Lord has an order! No one or being is allowed to look at the goods during non-public display hours. I really want to have a closer look. Please come to the Lianzhong City Auction House on April 1st. As long as you can afford the auction deposit then,
, it’s your business to touch and smell it however you want.”
"Presumptuous, do you know who I am?" If Barragas still had a beard and eyes, he would definitely be stunned. He inserted a meter and a half long semi-artifact staff into the ground with one hand.
The fluctuation of divine power on the staff almost shook the gate of the camp down.
However, it's just 'almost'.
The sharp nail on Bai Mao's right thumb pointed at the string of small flags hanging on the village gate.
"I am a rough man and I don't understand such complicated things. My master said that unless your name is Iolum, Larocque, or Cassus, no one can offend the owner of those flags.
"
Barajas was almost so angry at Bai Mao that his lungs, which had been withered for countless years, were blown out.
Of course he saw those flags.
That is a kind of etiquette in Netheril. The Grand Arcanist gives a flag, which means that he recognizes the caravan. Before the caravan leaves Netheril, the Grand Arcanist will protect the caravan.
A caravan, whoever touches this caravan will be in trouble for the great arcanist.
When you go out to hang out, your eyes must first be bright enough.
Just seeing the long string of flags, Barragas couldn't calm down.
Almost every one of them is the city lord of a medium-sized or above floating city, and many of them are even high-ranking members of the Severnton Parliament. He cannot afford to offend so many people.
Moreover, how could a half-bear at the pinnacle of the sanctuary be a gatekeeper? How could he be an ordinary existence?
Barragas was so angry that he gritted his teeth.
Unexpectedly, he acted willfully and dragged the escort team two hundred kilometers away, only to be rejected when he arrived. He could almost imagine how those unruly guys would talk about him behind his back after he returned to the escort team.
joke.
As he gritted his teeth, a bright crystal suddenly appeared on the palm of Barajas's hand.
"I am extremely eager to meet Miss Silo. This is my meeting gift from Barajas."
In the camp, Raven and his harem almost burst out of laughter.
I have seen people seeking death, but I have never seen anyone seeking death like this.
Now it was Raven who dug a pit for him to jump into. Even though he had traveled hundreds of miles to jump into the pit, he even volunteered to offer such a treasure. That was the Nese crystal, also known as the 'Light of Nese'!
A single light of resistance can make a strong man from the holy realm sell himself for more than ten years. (To be continued.)