She even didn't seem to notice that Naema had no hands that could take the cup.

"What's wrong with her? These priests serving you shouldn't be like this."

"Master, she is the only one who did not resist."

"Those who resist are there."

The engineering warlock looked at the tragically dead women on the ground, either mortals or vampires, and his green eyes looked at Toxide.

The armor made of medium carbon steel had serious damage on the waist, elbows, and legs. Several of them were wounds that looked like they had been directly opened by sharp objects.

"Extraordinary martial arts, Toxide. To deal with these things, I thought you would throw something away like last time. After all, you don't know magic."

The engineering warlock praised his subordinate, and before the other man lowered his head, he stretched out his paw to hold his chin.

"However, this is indeed an oversight on my part. You shouldn't use medium carbon steel armor like those things."

"Fan Tie's armor can only withstand the damage of Fan Tie. When you go back, I will give you a new pair of armor."

Esky thought of the batch of dwarven metals brought by the former secretary, Grimnir, but he immediately gave up the idea. Giving this thing to Toxide was still out of imagination.

The materials for casting the Fallen Blade cannot be wasted like this.

"Tell me, vampire, what happened to them. If you don't want your queen to see her garden ruined."

The engineering warlock spoke.

"Vampires, no matter how much blood they drink the day before, will wake up thirsty the next day. That's why we need them."

Naema lowered her head and approached the priestess.

"But most of them really thought that they were serving the ancient gods. Especially her, so she chose to forget the past and became a machine to offer this 'offering'."

"In other words, I can't get what I want from her."

Green lightning flashed in the hands of the engineering warlock, but when he saw Naema's expression from the corner of his eye, this magical energy was refilled into the mana pool in the engineering warlock's body.

"You want me to kill her? Why didn't you do it before?"

Esky thought for a moment and patted his forehead.

"Okay, I'm stupid. Under that kind of ruling structure, the priestess cannot die casually. But now that we are here, are you still not going to hand over Nagash's inheritance?"

His blue-purple eyes stared up and down at this woman, but he didn't find any sign that the other party was mobilizing magical energy, so there was no possibility of a comeback.

"You are an evil creature, you can threaten her, evil."

Naema speaks righteously and authentically, and the language of the Silk Country in her mouth is as if it was carved by a knife.

"Okay, we don't need to say anything. Let's go in and stay for a while."

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The engineering warlock smiled angrily. After all, he would not kill this woman. He raised a blue plane with his right paw and flashed from top to bottom. Naema was immediately swallowed whole.

At this time, I don’t know when the wizard who had been at the side came over.

"I tortured the monkey over there. The books you asked for were taken to a place called the temple. The people here have not seen those things for decades."

The engineer warlock frowned instantly.

In other words, this action is still too reckless.

Regardless of the risk of direct collision with the opponent, Esky once again opened the depth of magic vision.

Under the blue-purple field of vision, the green, black and gold colors have reached outside the palace.

Eski raised his paws and called Agil in his mouth, and the blue plane expanded to three meters square again.

"You also go in, I will meet them alone."

Just outside the palace gate, on the car decorated with blue and white, crowded with drivers, princes and the queen in costume.

Anyone who looks at it can understand that it is just an emergency.

"It's so audacious that he dared to invade the palace of Laemia. This stupid mage doesn't know who he has provoked."

On the chariot, the driver smiled and spoke, trying to make the atmosphere a little more relaxed.

However, the prince raised his hand to stop his words, his eyes fixed on the palace which was completely unchanged from before.

"No, I feel something is wrong here."

It was so quiet, there was no sound at all, not even the chirping of insects existed.

Under the gaze of everyone, the palace door suddenly opened slowly from the inside.
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