Vierna felt irritated.
As a half-dark elf, she had done a lot in order to achieve her current status.
She relied on her strength as a dark elf to recruit bugbears and half-orcs. Moreover, she relied on her strength and cruelty to gain a certain degree of prestige in the North.
As a dark elf who had left her homeland and lost the protection of her family, Vierna felt that no one could do it better than her.
Verna knew that her chance had come when she accepted the Grey Dwarves' request to explore the ruins in the depths of the mine.
As long as she completed this mission, she could successfully take root in Brandon Stone City.
When that happened, she had ways to slowly climb to the highest position and rule the city.
Perhaps even the entire North.
Vierna wasn't mindful of the dangers in the mine tunnels that the gray dwarf mentioned. In her opinion, these lowly creatures were only there to scare her off.
However, as a female with Dark Elf blood flowing in her veins, facing difficulties head-on was her choice.
She had made ample preparations and was confident that she would succeed.
Due to that reason, she didn't have a favorable impression of the necromancer and his subordinates who suddenly joined her party.
She suspected that the gray dwarf had guessed her ambition and purposely got the necromancer to cause trouble for her.
Due to that reason, Vierna didn't have a favorable impression of the two uninvited guests.
"Remember who you are!
Lowly men! "
Vierna stomped her feet heavily, her metal-embedded high-heeled leather boots clanging loudly on the ground.
She crossed her arms and gazed disdainfully at Jenn, who was clad in a black robe, and the noblewoman beside him.
"Don't think too highly of yourself as a mage. Since you've requested to join my team and work together with us,
Since you've requested to join my party, you have to listen to my orders!
Of course, I know you're a mage. But I can guarantee that if you don't obey my orders and cause trouble for me, my sword will also pierce your throat!
I guarantee that it will be faster than chanting spells! "
Upon hearing Vierna's furious threat, Jenn remained silent.
Enoya, on the other hand, frowned slightly. Then, she gracefully slid her body and took half a step forward. She looked like a lady inviting a dance partner at a ball.
"I hope you can take back your insulting words towards Master, beautiful 'mixed-blood' dark elf lady."
Enoya quietly stared at the pair of purple pupils. She didn't know if it was intentional or not, but she emphasized the word "mixed blood".
"We're only here because of the Gray Dwarf's invitation. If it weren't for the fact that we have the same destination, we wouldn't even need to travel with you.
I hope you can deeply understand this. "
"You …"
Upon hearing Enoya's words, Verna was infuriated.
If it was in the Dark Elves' city, whoever dared to speak to her like that would only end up being tortured to death by the Dark Elves.
But it was a pity that this wasn't the Dark Elves' city. Moreover, Enoya's pale and slightly green skin was clearly warning her of this noble lady's true identity.
Undead creatures.
Through the special vision of dark elves, Verna could see the radiance emanating from Jenn's body that represented the temperature of life.
That was the proof of a living person.
However, she couldn't see anything similar on the young girl in front of her.
If Verna didn't use her normal vision, she would only believe that she was looking at a rock or something else.
Vierna's knowledge was warning her that any Undead Creature that possessed intelligence similar to a living human was the toughest enemy to deal with.
Even the First Matriarch of Barrensol had to hold a certain degree of respect for those walking corpses.
She was confident that her sword would puncture the young lady's slender throat in the next instant. But she also didn't doubt that the young lady would tear her chest apart at the same time.
At that time, the answer to who would truly die was almost obvious.
In the end, Verna chose to leave.
She stomped her feet angrily, turned around, and strode forward.
After confirming that the young lady had compromised, Enoya revealed a calm smile and returned to Jenn's side.
"You shouldn't have teased her."
Zayen, who had been silently enjoying the entire drama, finally spoke up at this moment.
Enoya's loyalty to him made her unable to tolerate anyone mocking and insulting Jenn.
Jenn was sure that if Verna dared to speak another word, her heart would be in Enoya's hands.
On this point, Enoya was very persistent.
She had displayed the fearless courage of an undead creature more than once.
It wasn't just Verna. Back in the Demon Realm, even against the powerful demons, she never backed down.
Jenn remembered clearly that his younger sister once came to look for him. However, Jenn was busy conducting an experiment back then and couldn't be disturbed in the slightest.
That was why Enoya exerted all her strength to block Vivian outside the door. Even when Vivian's limbs were shattered by the enraged half-dragon young lady, she didn't show any signs of backing down.
In the end, even Vivian was afraid of Enoya's persistence and was dragged away by Nabelius who rushed over after hearing the news.
Ever since then, no one dared to underestimate the undead young lady that Jenn summoned.
Only Jenn knew that the connection between him and Enoya was far deeper than they imagined.
"In the dark underground, an interesting toy can be used to kill time, Master."
Facing Jenn's words, Enoya winked playfully.
"Besides, I suppose you've noticed it too."
"Yeah … That's right …"
Upon hearing Enoya's words, Jenn nodded in agreement. He extended his arm to push up his spectacles and gazed at Verna, who was waving her whip in front of the team. A glint flashed across his spectacles.
The reason why Verna was so furious before Jenn wasn't only because she wanted to maintain her prestige and status, but also out of fear.
As a Demons, Jenn sensed that the dark elf also had the bloodline of burning dark flames flowing in her body.
That was the bloodline of the Demons.
This was the reason why Verna behaved anxiously before Jenn.
Because the other half of her bloodline was instinctively reminding the dark elf that the one standing in front of her was a demon, and a royal one at that.
In the strict and hierarchical society of the Demons, nothing was more important than this.
Therefore, even though Jenn stood before Verna without doing anything, the mixed-blood dark elf instinctively felt fear. She wanted to kneel before Jenn and couldn't wait to submit to him. This was what a Demons should do in the face of a noble bloodline.
But Verna apparently wasn't familiar with it. It was due to this reason that she was afraid of this sudden fear.
Besides, judging from her expression, Jenn guessed that she didn't know that she had the bloodline of the Demons flowing in her body.
Otherwise, she would have recognized his identity immediately.
After all, in the underground world of darkness, only the Demons were eternal and supreme rulers.
"It seems like she doesn't know her identity at all."
Jenn muttered to himself while Enoya nodded in agreement.
During his years in the Demon Realm, Jenn learned a lot of knowledge. Even though he wasn't strong enough to cast powerful spells, the power of knowledge wasn't limited to battles.
In fact, Jenn had even guessed how Verna was born.
To the dark elves, the Demons were their supreme rulers. All the dark elves submitted to a Demon King named Lorci in the Demon Realm.
In order to obtain the strength and blessings of the Demons, the dark elves would hold rituals from time to time to summon the powerful Demons of the Demon Realm to their side and offer their bodies to the Demons in order to form an alliance with them.
During such rituals, children with the bloodline of the Demons would occasionally be born.
And it was apparent that Verna was one of them.
But what piqued Jenn's curiosity was that the dark elves who were born with the Demons usually had a relatively high identity and status.
It was rare to see a dark elf like Verna who was exiled. What exactly did she do that even her bloodline couldn't protect this pitiful, unfortunate girl?
All of a sudden, Jenn realized that he was really interested in this.
Perhaps this would leave a thick stroke in his record.
Verna didn't know that she had become Jenn's' observation material '. At that moment, she was brandishing her whip and urging the burly bugbear to advance.
She couldn't understand where the fear and uncertainty in her heart came from when she saw the necromancer.
She sensed that she was concerned about his actions like a student who was always worried that her teacher would give her a bad evaluation.
This feeling left her feeling awful. Even in the dark elf city, she wasn't this careful and concerned about her matriarch's feelings.
But why am I so careful in front of this necromancer?
Could it be that I'm afraid of his identity as a mage?
This wasn't her first time dealing with a mage, but why did this necromancer give her a different feeling from the others?
Clang … Clang …!
As Verna fell into deep thought, she heard a series of heavy stone knocks.
Before she returned to her senses, she heard a blood-curdling shriek ahead.
Next to the team, the seemingly harmless' rocks' that were piled up in a corner suddenly stood up. They waved their huge claws and launched an attack on the team in front of them!
Upon hearing the sound, Verna grimaced instantly.
"No, it's the Claw Terror!"