146. Chapter 146 – The Turf

Chapter 146: The turf
As the night dwindled, David, who had slipped around the city streets for most of the night, finally found his target in the lower part of the harbor.

As he stepped out from an unoccupied alleyway entrance, he then appeared once again in the image of the toolman elf from last time.

However, in order to lower his target’s wariness, he purposely fine-tuned the elf face that was perhaps still quite handsome in human eyes.

The face was pale, with hanging bags under his eyes, and a slightly unusual reddish color.

In short, a glance made people feel that their kidneys weren’t very good.

As David approached without any concealment, the short elf who was standing on the street corner in the cold wind immediately licked the corner of his mouth and smiled at him.

Instead of pretending to be cold or turning his head away as he did when he met other serious elves or magistrates.

“First a load.”

David took out a silver coin and slipped it into the other man’s open hand.

“Uh-huh, hold on a second.”

The elf, for his part, closed his eyes and let out a soft ah before pulling out a vial of reagents wrapped in spider silk from behind his buttocks as if by magic.

‘I’ll be damned’ David grimaced as he took the vial, which was sticky and slippery to the touch, and wiped his hands on his robes.

What was in this reagent bottle, naturally, was not the [Anger Combination], but the infamous Drow specialty, the psychedelic potion.

But since they all sell psychedelic potions, greed tends to drive this kind of organization to monopolize all the grey products that a region can make a profit from, such as, for example, the [Rage Hopper] which is also famous in the field of combat.

The elf seemed to sense the dislike from Davy and was rather disgruntled:
“Is there anything else?” The heart said that the city gate guards and magistrates were so strict in their scrutiny, so how could she carry goods without that.

Davy pulled out another Devon Selgin, immediately dispelling the other party’s dissatisfaction:
“I want to get some goods.”

The elf’s eyes lit up, took the gold coin and put it in her mouth and bit it, her smile instantly became enthusiastic, and even when looking at this ‘consumptive ghost’ of Davy, she looked handsome, but the greed in her heart was driving her to ask for more:
“Want to be my underling? That’s not even close to being interesting.”

David was disdainful in his heart, but incomparably ‘generous’:

“That’s not for stocking up, it’s considered an introduction fee for you.”

“And the amount I want is so large that you can’t eat it.”

“Take me to the stronghold.”

The elf was originally a bit unconvinced when he heard this, but when he saw David’s indifferent eyes, he instinctively obeyed with fear.

Originally, she still wanted to reach out and take hold of David, but when she felt the other party’s obvious rejection and contempt, she immediately stomped her foot and honestly led the way up in front, but in her heart, she cursed.

As a Zhuoer, especially female Zhuoer, there is basically not a single one that does not fetishize their own charms towards the foreigners.

And when this foreigner was not attracted to himself, it would be uniformly categorized as a damned homosexual.

Though they Drell also generally don’t reject the same sex, provided they’re all polyamorous.

It was a chain of contempt that fit into the logic of the Drow’s outlook and thinking.

As David followed this Drell disguised as a High Elf into the sewers, he soon saw a number of Drells along the way who had taken potions to vent their exuberant energy.

When he swept his eyes over, some of the Drow would even show a seductive look.

It was as if they were inviting, inviting to join them in their wild feast.

As David went deeper, he saw more and more how intricate this sewer of Dwensel was after several expansions, almost like a huge labyrinth, and his nostrils were consistently filled with a mixture of mold, rot, and other unknown stench.

The walls and even some of the floors were covered in slippery moss.

However, the Drow in front of him walked robustly and lightly, his steps barely making a sound on the damp ground.

Long ago in the deeper and darker complexity of the Drell into this place, just like returning to their own home.

I’m afraid that it won’t be many years before this place is afraid to be reduced to the second spiritual homeland of the Zhuoer elves.

Above is the prosperous Devonshire, there are a bunch of simple and deceivable ‘distant relatives’, compared to the cruel and dark dark region, this place is simply blessed.

At this moment, David finally understood why the High Elves of Devonshire were unable to get rid of this group of Drow who were hiding in the sewers.

They had the right place, the right time, and the right people!

The most important thing is that, although the High Elves also have [Dark Vision], but in this completely no light source situation can also see clearly about 18 meters, and has long been in the dark region of the unknown number of years of Zhuoer, is at least 40 meters away.

The Zorro is also known to be good at dark combat and assassination.

The High Elves basically couldn’t fight the Zolls head-on in the intricate sewers if there wasn’t a huge difference in their strengths.

Zuoer wouldn’t choose to fight them head on either.

It wouldn’t be so bad as to directly start a ‘Great Sewer Expedition’ in order to clean up these ‘rats’ in the sewers, would it? If he really passed this resolution one day, it was estimated that the entire Elven Kingdom would have to start a war of words again.

Just as David was gloating over this, the Zhuoer in front of him finally lurched, stopping in front of a stone door with obvious traces of Zhuoer carvings and the Zhuoer guarding it.

The Drell who was in charge of the guard was obviously dissatisfied with his companion for bringing a true ‘High Elf’ like Davy here.

The two exchanged some words in Drow sign language, and when the Drow shoved the silver coin that David had used to ‘buy goods’ into the other party’s hand, his attitude immediately loosened up, and as if he hadn’t seen David, he turned around and prepared to push open the stone door.

“Thanks, but it’s better if I do it myself.”

“What are you doing?!”

Just as the caretaker measured over to look at Davey with a sideways, guarded glance, his hands silently latched onto the backs of the necks of the two Drow.

The scene was extremely bizarre, the two Zhuoer had obviously sensed David’s strange movement, and at the first time, they bent their knees and lowered their bodies to probe their hands towards the poisoned daggers at their waists and thighs, but under the indifferent gaze of David’s pair of [Greedy] eyes, it was as if they were sending their necks to his drooping hands of their own accord.

Click.

Accompanied by two crunching sounds, the two Zhuoer were unable to move except for the pupils of their eyes, which were still wide open.

David first threw away the watcher like a piece of trash.

Then he pulled back his own gold coin and a dozen silver coins belonging to the other Drow in the other Drow’s gully, before shoving the slimy bottle of psychedelic potion back into the Drow’s mouth, and wiping his hands on the other’s body before tossing it away.

Damn it, a red dragon’s money also dares to ask for it.

“What a way to get yourself killed.”

David swung his head, and his mouth, which originally belonged to the elf’s handsome face, steeply began to lengthen as he sneered, sprouting sharp, razor-sharp teeth.

The legs that also began to puff out muscles and grow crimson scales kicked the stone door in front of him straight away.

He couldn’t stop himself from starting to grow taller and stepped into the relatively open ‘water storage room’ by holding up the slightly shorter cave rock.

How could the unusual movement outside the door be hidden from this group of Zhuoer with amazing senses.

Therefore, when David, the ‘monster’ who was not living towards the alienation of the dragon, stepped into the room, the hundreds of Zhuoer who were originally indulging, drinking, talking, or discussing in secret stopped what they were doing, turned around in unison, and then gripped their weapons in their hands, and looked towards David with eyes full of wariness and malice.

“This . Strange visitor? Dare I ask you, what is your purpose?” The female Drell at the head of one of them opened her mouth to ask.

There was not the slightest mention of the two Drells who had died in vain.

Anyone who could treat their entire organization of hundreds of mid-level Drells as nothing was either a madman who was high on potions.

Either that, or he was the kind of madman that was definitely not to be messed with.

The visitor was clearly the latter.

A group of Drow turned around in a flash and checked all the nemeses they might have messed with lately in their heads, but they couldn’t find the number one that had anything to do with dragons.

And close to the half-dragonized body height already approaching three meters, but still can not stop expanding David looked around the crowd of Zhuoer a glance, spoke in a deep voice:

“Get out of my territory.”

“You!”

After uttering these words that made all the Zhuoer stagnate and become furious, David also completely changed back to his original body as a red dragon.

However, he didn’t know if he had eaten too much recently, and with the difference in size from the silver dragon form, when he changed back, his head directly pierced through the ‘ceiling’ above him.

There was a loud bang.

Zuoer, who was originally forced to retreat by the red dragon that appeared out of nowhere, was also confused by this scene.

However, looking at the red dragon whose brain was suddenly stuck in a rock crevice, it made some Zhuoer realize that this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

“Kill him!”

Half of the Drow were already stepping on the shadows and preparing to instantly step up to slay the dragon.

A corner however, a diametrically opposed voice suddenly emerged.

“Run!”

“It’s that Sederponga!!!”

The crowd of Drow who had all already pounced on the front foot went limp and nearly vomited blood on the spot.

You fucking recognized it!

Why didn’t you open your mouth earlier?
The second shift in the morning.

(End of chapter)