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“This isn’t my unicorn.”

Things among the dark elves are very complicated, and the so-called transactions are all based on an equal relationship between both parties.

Once one party discovers that the other party's strength and status are too different from its own, there is no need to trade and they can just plunder directly.

After all these years, Mousse still retains this intuition.

Now we are on the opponent's black ark. We are outnumbered and it is inevitable that some accidents will happen, and we will be secretly thrown into the sea.

"The unicorn is from my butler. He uses his magical talents to capture the unicorn. If you want to find him, go find him."

"The human? A wizard? A male?"

It's not that Mousse is trying to divert the blame, but it's a basic truth.

Among the dark elves, due to Malekith's order, males are not qualified to learn magic. Once discovered, the entire family will be executed.

Therefore, from the low-level soldiers to the high-ranking nobles, none of them had the means to deal with male mages.

No matter how anxious the sorceress was, she would calm down and observe Wendlow for a few days.

A few days are enough for Mousse to come up with a plan for the future. Now he can only use his identity to wander around on this black ark, at least to get to know the terrain clearly.

"Jessia Godrich, Chief Sorceress of the Blessed Evil Party."

Of course, the sorceress named Jessica went straight to find Windlo who was still completing his task.

As the chief sorceress, she could of course enter the admiral's room at will.

He immediately stretched out his thigh, which was not covered with any armor or cloth, to block the only exit, and looked at the so-called human butler in front of him with excitement and fear in his eyes.

When beating a dog, you also need to consider the owner.

In the eyes of the dark elves, the human race is nothing more than a slave.

But the identity of a butler is very different. On the one hand, they know most of the affairs of their family, and when their butler is bullied, the family will definitely protect him.

It would definitely not be a good thing to act rashly, so the sorceress stretched out an arm and made a gesture of invitation.

"I wonder if you have time to go with me?"

This sorceress is the chief sorceress under Octopus Face, and her words carry weight second only to one other person.

If I go against her wishes, it will probably not be good for both myself and Mousse.

Windlow immediately paused the work in his hands and followed the footsteps of the sorceress. After a few turns, he actually arrived at her own extremely luxurious bedroom.

Various jewels and trophies embellish this very spacious bedroom, which even has a complete library and alchemical test bench.

As for outside the bedroom window, there is a cage, which contains prisoners used for magic experiments.

After entering the bedroom, the sorceress immediately closed the door and pulled the windows shut.

There is also a magic barrier inside, and everything that happens inside cannot be detected from the outside.

Wendlow was very confused. Could it be that this sorceress was so hungry that she didn't even let him go? Then he had to teach her a lesson.

"I heard from your master that you are a magician. Haha, only the most powerful nobles can secretly possess a male magician."

After hearing this, Windlow almost collapsed. It turned out that she was interested in his identity as a wizard. That was fine. He could discuss magic with her.

I have never received any formal magic education, so of course I need to communicate and discuss with formal wizards.

The sorceress simply took out her staff and drew a purple mark in front of herself.

"This is a magic challenge. If you defeat me, everything I have will be yours. If I defeat you, no, this is inevitable, everything you have will belong to me."

The Dark Elves have a unique duel system, where the winner will take away everything from the loser, including life and all wealth.

Originally, in order to stabilize his rule, Malekith made this kind of duel illegal, but there was no such restriction for mages.

The sorceress was already fully prepared, but Windlow was still thinking about the cause and effect.

He had never offended such a sorceress from the beginning to the end, and had no relationship or friction with her. Even his identity in Mousse's place was just a housekeeper, and he did not have any wealth.

Could it be that Octopus Face had ordered this? His goal was to get him to join the evil party of God's Blessing, a group of dark elves.

But this doesn't make any sense at all. A one-on-one fight could result in death. It's impossible for Octopus Face to want a corpse.

As he was thinking, he suddenly felt the wind of magic filling up in his body, and when he looked up, he saw a pair of huge purple skeleton hands covering his head.

It seemed to be sucking its own soul, but it was of no use.

This magic was called Soul Extraction. The high elf magician Izexi had explained some very basic knowledge of spells to him.

As the signature magic of the Death Magic, Soul Extraction can summon a terrifying giant hand to continuously absorb the target's soul.

At the same time, when releasing any magic, the caster will be replenished by the wind of mana.

The sorceress was already in intense fear at this time.

Originally, a death magician can continuously obtain replenishment of mana wind when casting magic.

But she felt that the magic around her was constantly dissipating, and the most important thing was that the soul extraction seemed unable to hurt Windlow at all.

At this time, Windlow had of course completely absorbed the excessive amount of magic wind and soul extraction, and could use it at any time to feed back to the caster.

But for safety's sake, it's best not to expose your true ability to absorb and reflect magic.

Since it's a duel, let's just make it a pure physical duel.

Thinking of this, Windlow came up with a plan. He picked up the tall candlestick beside him and used it as a two-handed spear in his hand.

Then he walked towards the sorceress step by step.

In the sorceress's memory, even the most powerful enemy lord would be hurt by her soul extraction. How strong was the magic power of this person in front of her? He actually ignored her magic damage?

In panic, they began to use various magic.

Soul Withering and Bergana's Fate were used successively, but neither could slow down Windlow's pace. The sorceress was too afraid to attack him closely.

Just before she was about to use the most terrifying Purple Evil Sun of Zeres, the candlestick that was used as a spear was already placed on her neck.

"You lost, I won the duel!"