The knight in the abyss

Chapter 91 The whereabouts of the pickaxe
In fact, despite the title of the Succubus Queen, the succubus are more like her subjects, or, in the Succubus Queen's own words, 'children'.What really helped her maintain her brutal rule over Shendilaville was her group of professional, cruel, and efficient demagos.

The thirteen dementors on the top floor, known as the 'Sisters of Radiance', are openly the Queen's royal choir, but are in fact her most ruthless agents and killers.After all, it is not appropriate to count on the 'playful' succubus to complete many tasks, and the demagic has to be much more patient in carrying out various intrigues.

Demagers in their true form no longer possess the astonishing beauty of succubus, they still have humanoid female bodies, which may seem pretty at first glance, but anomalies can be spotted with a little attention.

Their faces look like street girls who have been working for more than 50 years. The once elegant wings are only charred stumps, replaced by several thick, slippery and disgusting tentacles protruding from their backs. With stingers like scorpion tails.

Unlike most succubuses, Demag is a very competent fighter, with her claws and spikes as sharp as a sword if she has to fight in close quarters.

But their biggest hobby is to disguise themselves as a cleric with the ability of quasi-magic magic, infiltrate a church of a righteous god, patiently accumulate prestige and power, and convert those real priests into a demon lord unknowingly believers, this process can bring them great pleasure.

This kind of camouflage can deceive most detection and protection magic, but it can't deceive the direct detection of divine sense.As Lancelot's consciousness swept across the elf's body, Alamiel's real situation clearly emerged in his mind, proving that he was indeed an elf. The only exception was that he was indeed gifted in some respects.

Lancelot turned his head and nodded to Karalin and Pluto, and the three took off the shapeshifting ring at the same time.

"Wow." Alamir exclaimed not very unexpectedly.

"My name is Lancelot, I'm a knight, this is the scholar Karalin, and the dwarf warrior Pluto, the son of Barende." Lancelot said, "We can help you out, but you also have to help I get what we want."

"What are you looking for?" The elf priest looked at Lancelot suspiciously, his eyes shifted to Pluto, "Let me guess, it's not for that dwarf pickaxe?"

"Where's that pickaxe?" Pluto said impatiently, causing Lancelot and Karalin to look at each other helplessly.

"It's right under our feet, the restroom of the slaves." Alamir sighed, "I'm probably the person who has touched the pick the most times here. I already knew it wasn't easy."

Lancelot put his hand on the collar on Aamir's neck, ready to use the sword glow that released the Azure Cloud Sword Art to free the elf priest from his bondage.

"Don't move, I'll help you untie this collar."

"Don't." Unexpectedly, Aamir turned his head slightly and did not accept Lancelot's kindness, "Tell me about your original plan, maybe keeping this shameful sign first will help you Planning helps."

"Makes sense." Lancelot nodded, "Our original plan was to confirm the location of the pickaxe from the mouth of a senior slave, and then use the succubus' disguise to get the item. After that, our companions outside There's going to be some confusion so we can get out of here."

"So the next action is to get that pickaxe." Alamir nodded, "There is a secret door on the corridor opposite this suite, and after opening it is a downward staircase, which can lead to the slaves' The lounge, the pickaxe you're looking for is there. I can pretend to show you the item, but there are always four or more toad-like demons guarding it, how can you take that item? "

"Ha! Berserker!" Pluto pulled out his new second-generation hammer, "I'm an expert on this stinky guy!"

"It's a very bad idea to have a fight there." Alamir's words coincided with the thoughts in Lancelot's mind, "There are traps and secret doors underneath, as long as you are delayed for a while, you will be caught Reinforced enemies are surrounded in circles, and it is difficult to fly."

"What state is that pick in?" Karalin asked. "I mean, is it locked, or tied?"

"No, it's placed in a crystal clear box on the table in the middle of the lounge. Any slave can pick it up as long as the need arises to continue serving those insatiable succubuses. service, but it would be difficult to remove it, as several eyes would immediately see that the contents of the box were missing."

"This may not be that complicated." Karalin thought for a while and said, "I can create an illusion, this is a simple trick, but it is difficult to find anomalies through a layer of transparent crystal. The illusion can last for 1 minute, That should be enough for us to slip out."

"We can notify Phil of the action at that time," Kalarin suggested. "It should distract the guards for a while."

"When the time comes, I will put the pickaxe directly into this dimensional bag, and it should work." Lancelot patted the small pocket on his belt.

"That's great." Pluto clapped his hands, "This plan sounds plausible!"

Lancelot nodded, thinking about the omissions in the plan in his mind.

The worst case is that they have to kill a bloody path to get out, but according to the breath they sensed along the way, if he wants to go out, I am afraid no one here can stop him.

However, after going out, you must face the swarming guards. If such a thing really happened, I can only hope that old Leip's statement about the destructive power of goblins is not exaggerated.

"Let's wait for now," Lancelot said. "It may not be reasonable if the time is too short."

"Indeed, you are my first group of guests today." The elf priest said with a bitter face, "Under normal circumstances, if there is a third guest, I only need the help of the pickaxe. But there are three of you today, maybe An hour is enough."

"Ha, the stamina of elves doesn't seem to be very good." Pluto smiled wickedly, "Does the third one need the help of magic items?"

"The teachings of the goddess require that I should perform an act of love every day, trying to awaken the love in someone's heart every new day. Respond to love at least once a day." Alamir's expression was a little embarrassed, "I will try my best every time. Satisfying the desires of those succubuses is not easy, and it takes me three hours to just barely satisfy my customers."

Only then did Pluto realize that Alamir was dealing with a succubus. It was amazing that he could satisfy a succubus with only a mortal body, and after getting one, he could go on to get the second one, fighting for time in a row. up to six hours.

"Uh, sorry, I almost forgot what this place is." Pluto scratched his head, dwarves are always happy to admit their mistakes, "Well, do you have any tricks? Don't get me wrong, I'm just helping Friends ask."

　I've had a cold for the past two days, and I've been groggy all day after taking the medicine...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)