The room where the three of them stayed was not completely silent; a female Dark Elf was lying on the large bed, excitedly turning over.
As Lynch pushed open the door, she imdiately jumped up and quickly walked over to the mage in front of her.
"Zilvra? What are you doing here again? Didn’t we just part at the city gate earlier today? And how did you get in?"
"Lynch, have you gotten dumber? This is Dark Elf City, naturally I go wherever I want." Zilvra yawned, striking a lazy pose, incidentally showing off her body’s curves without reservation. But when she saw Lynch’s lack of reaction, his face still exceptionally solemn, she felt a bit disappointed.
"Mage, you always have this cold attitude. I haven’t done anything to wrong you, so why do you always keep at arm’s length?"
"Because you’re a Dark Elf."
"If I were a real Dark Elf, your heart would have been pierced through already, and I wouldn’t be sitting here talking to you. Don’t you notice my skin color? Isn’t it a bit strange to you?"
Lynch looked at Zilvra; indeed, her skin was uniquely white, with a faint blue tint. Lynch never believed her claim of being a Dark Elf, but judging from the respect she commanded in this city, the likelihood of her not being a Drow Elf was very low.
However, Lynch was not a Halfling and didn’t have such a great curiosity, "Is knowing about this very important to , Miss Zilvra?"
"You..." Zilvra pointed at Lynch’s nose, "Forget it, I don’t want to say it. I just ca to ask you again if you’ve decided to join our First Family. You know..."
"I can be a consultant for your First Family, but I won’t obey your orders like a family slave."
"Why not join us? We have the entire Ratris..." Zilvra choked on her words halfway through, "You’re saying you’ll join? That’s wonderful; I had prepared many reasons to convince you."
"Miss Drow, I have a question. Why do you co to find twice in one day and propose this question?"
"Oh, that." Zilvra sat down on the table, her small feet lightly swinging, "Because convincing a mage to join the family would be very beneficial for . Lynch, you must promise to work under . If you end up in the hands of my matron or sister, it might be tragic, especially my sister Zarra; you must be careful."
"Since I’m not one of your Dark Elves, I’ll certainly encounter a lot of trouble in your family. But..." Lynch shook the Magic Wand in his hand, "I’m not without the ability to protect myself either."
"Got it, got it." Zilvra waved her hand, showing a trace of impatience on her face, "Are you going to bring up the fact you defeated again? Really, not considering my feelings."
"Zilvra, your emotions always fluctuate; who can keep up?" Lynch dragged a chair over and sat across from the female Drow, "Figuring out your psychology is really too much work and doesn’t have much aning. Sotis I get really lazy."
"That doesn’t matter..." Zilvra jumped off the table and slowly walked towards the door, "By the way, don’t publicly announce that you’ve officially beco the First Family’s consultant. I want to observe what actions the other families will take. Also, the matron desires to et you in five days, be sure to co."
With that, she pulled the door open, ready to leave.
"Wait, Zilvra, don’t leave yet. I still have one more matter."
The Drow turned around, a look of excitent on her face, "What is it, Mage? Don’t want to leave? But your bed here really isn’t that comfortable..."
Lynch rolled his eyes, not expecting her to think along those lines. Dark Elves were indeed notorious for their promiscuity. He took out the black square insignia and tossed it to Zilvra, "Isn’t this your family’s emblem?"
"Oh, so it’s about this..." Zilvra’s face lacked any sign of disappointnt, which left Lynch puzzled. "Isn’t this the family insignia I gave you? Why are you giving it back... don’t tell everything you just said doesn’t count?"
"No, I have a better idea." Lynch felt it was better not to inform them about the angel kidnapping incident and its link to their family until he understood it. His intuition told him that doing so would be greatly beneficial for his future actions. "Anyway, since I’ve already joined your family as a consultant, you can return this badge to anyti. But since you wish to provoke competition among the other families, it’s better to create so illusions."
"Huh? What illusions?" Zilvra seed confused.
"This kind of illusion. By the way, one last thing, see you in five days!"
Lynch suddenly raised his Magic Wand, and a Weakening Beam shot towards the unprepared Zilvra. Although Dark Elves had good Spell resistance, they were clearly inadequate in defending against such an old Magic Energy when caught off guard. Zilvra instantly lost her strength, her entire body exhibiting a slight bluish-purple hue, and imdiately fell into a weakened state.
The mage released a low-level Magic Lightning Ball behind Zilvra. This small spell couldn’t possibly harm her. However, the small Lightning Ball could be repositioned according to the user’s will, and now it floated right behind the female Dark Elf’s rear.
"W-wait... what do you want to do?" Zilvra said weakly under the spell’s influence, "Could it be you’re going to make it explode?"
"You’re very clever." Lynch moved to the corner of the room and cast a Fireball at the inn’s window.
The nights in Ratris City were very quiet, so the explosion of the Fireball could be heard several streets away. The inn’s window was blown into pieces, and the wall flew towards the opposite residence amid the flas. In the overwhelming smoke, Zilvra erged covered in smoke, her face livid, clutching her rear as she flew out.
"You bastard! I will get my revenge on you!" She struggled out of the dust-filled ruins, rubbing the part that had been painfully hit by the Lightning Ball, shouted disheveled.
"However, that’s not a bad idea..."
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