Santila looked shocked and turned around in a circle.

In the empty cave, a shadowy scene appeared in front of her.

She is the most beautiful Zhuo lady Santila has ever seen.

Her skin is as dark as onyx and as gorgeous as demonic fire. Her long bone-white hair slides over her smooth shoulders, flowing down in soft ripples.

She was wearing a floor-length gown that looked like it was sewn from thick black velvet. A faint smile bloomed on her crimson lips, revealing her pearly white teeth.

"Child, we meet again." The lady said with a smile, her smile was like a clear spring flowing over the black stone.

"Meet again?" Santila looked at the black rose in her hand and said doubtfully, "I have never met you, how do you know me?"

"I know a lot of things, and you will know a lot in the future." Ms. Zhuoer looked at her meaningfully and replied with a smile.

Her dress was trembling slightly, as if the breeze was causing ripples on it, but Santila didn't feel any breath of wind.

She was surprised to notice the truth.

It's her dress that moves on its own.

Her dress was not made of velvet, but was woven into a living fabric by tiny spiders hugging each other.

A bold guess emerged in the mind of the drow girl.

"Don't be afraid, I'm just here to take what belongs to me and return the Kirashar Rose to me." The lady in the spider dress showed a dangerous smile to Santila, then raised her slender arms,

A gentle wave.

In a daze, Santila noticed that the rose in her hand disappeared together with Ms. Zhuoer.

On the day of the Founding of the City, if someone clearly witnesses Rose in person, the whole city will boil.

And her family and herself will be respected by all drow in the next year - because she is a person favored by Monrose, so she should not be angered or hurt.

Santila recalled the last description of the founding day.

However, she was not happy at all.

Anyone who is not a fool can see what happened today. It is obviously a conspiracy.

From the moment she became interested in the magical restriction that only she could detect, she had entered a web of conspiracy woven by a certain being.

This conspiracy was not cleverly woven, but it was just right for her to be ensnared.

Santila knew Rose's reputation very well, and also knew what kind of misfortune would befall the drow who lost Lady Chaos' favor.

Lolth's favor is a double-edged sword.
Chapter completed!