I'm a dragon, I only want to steal princesses

Chapter 198 Drugged
In Sunset Woodland Fortress, Anya and Mo La were arranged to dine at the same dining table.

"Teaching people is really tiring. There are so many things that need to be changed in just such a basic thing as refining metal. I can only blame the elves' smelting technology for being too inefficient." Mora sat down on the chair. , complained loudly.

"But you look very happy." Anya looked at Moura.

Mo La was complaining, but her eyes were bright. She obviously enjoyed the feeling of being sought after as an expert.

The accumulation of years of denial and neglect was finally recognized, which gave Mora an unprecedented sense of fulfillment.

"Profitable things are always a good thing. Hehe, this meal is quite interesting. I'm worried that the elves only eat vegetarian food." Mo La rubbed her hands against the delicious food on the table.

Mu Xia's food reception for the two of them was quite good. In addition to the exquisite Mu Xia local delicacies, they also obviously provided some dishes specially tailored to the tastes of the two guests.

Several dishes of game were placed in front of Moura, including half-cooked steaks and a whole steamed white guinea fowl, which directly dispelled her concerns about food. In the inherent impression of most dwarves, including her, Wood elves are purely vegetarian.

"Elves are not vegetarians. The law of the jungle is part of the natural cycle they believe in. It's just that the taste of elves is slightly different from humans and you dwarves. Meat is not so attractive to elves. In addition, according to the Druid teachings Traditionally, wood elves cannot eat prey that has not been consecrated by druids, so they rarely eat meat. Like us dark elves, we are not so stale and we eat whatever we have." Anya explained to Moura. .

"So your plate of roasted spiders really wasn't meant to mess with you?" Moura pointed to the plate of dark things on Anya's side with a complicated look.

"This is Nitrilan's traditional delicacy, and these elves put their best efforts into it." Anya said, picking up the plate of spiders, "Come and try it, it's really delicious."

Dealing with these bugs should be a very difficult task for the elves. They should not do this just to punish her, and they even accidentally brought out the traditional food of the dark elves.

This was the effect of Ganoen's words to Patriz. Patriz specifically ordered people not to find any fault with her treatment, so as not to appear petty on Mu Xia's side.

After hesitating for a while, Mo La took off a leg from a spider, closed her eyes and stuffed it into her mouth to chew, then immediately wrinkled her face: "How weird!"

But after smacking her mouth twice, she reached out and broke off a little bit to eat: "Take another bite."

Her reaction was not so obvious after the second bite, and then she simply took a whole roasted spider and left: "This tastes quite interesting. It should be good for the wine and food at the moment."

"I'll just say it." Anya raised the corner of her mouth.

"The treatment you receive from these elves is not bad. It seems that Ganon's words for you still have weight." Mora said casually while chewing on the spider's leg.

Anya's expression changed slightly when she heard this: "These elves asked me to teach them. This kind of treatment is not natural. What does it have to do with him?"

"Ganoen stood up for you, I think you are quite grateful to him." Mora blinked.

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Anya's reaction was even louder, "If it weren't for him, I wouldn't even be here! He helped me get treatment, and that's all for granted! How can I be grateful to him for this?"

"Is that so? But I thought the way you looked at him at that time..." Mo La wanted to clarify this matter very bluntly.

"You'd better not pick something to say to start a fight!" Anya glared at Mo La, with the intention to shut up the other person in her eyes.

"It's not that I haven't even finished speaking. Why are you so excited?" Mo La looked puzzled, then picked up the wine glass and took a sip, "Come on, take a sip of wine to calm down."

As soon as she finished drinking, she looked at the wine glass: "The wine made by the elves is delicious, but it's really a bit too light."

"I don't drink!" Anya frowned slightly.

"You've never drank. I heard it's because of Ganon?" Mo La asked smoothly.

"Why do you keep mentioning the red dragon when you are eating? The food has become unpalatable!" Anya muttered with some displeasure, and also picked up the roasted spider and took a bite.

"There's nothing unusual about mentioning him, but why do you care so much about him?" Mo La asked again.

Anya picked up the knife with a dark face.

"Don't make trouble, I may not lose if you fight with me." Mo La waved her hands, not afraid of Anya's threat at all, "Tell me, what do you think of him? When I first met you, I I don’t understand your relationship.”

"The relationship between slave owners and slaves is so simple, you can't even see it with your little brain?" Anya replied angrily, "I hate him so much, I wish he would soon-" At this point, Anya suddenly stopped .

"Right away?" Mo La asked.

Anya paused and sighed distractedly: "Forget it, it's nothing, don't talk about him..."

What she just wanted to say was "I wish he would die suddenly", but when the words came to her lips, she somehow got stuck.

"Okay." Mora shrugged upon seeing this and did not continue to dwell on this matter.

Anya ate absentmindedly for a while, raised her eyes to look at Moura, hesitated for a while and took the initiative to break the silence: "Dwarf, what do you think of him?"

Mo La, who was about to bring the chicken drumstick to her mouth, was stunned: "Didn't you say you won't mention him?"

"Just answer my question!" Anya said impatiently.

Mo La thought for a while and answered straightforwardly: "I think he is quite good, with good conditions and very comfortable to get along with. As a one-of-a-kind partner, if I want to get married one day, I will definitely choose him!"

"I'm serious." Anya thought the other party was playing tricks on her.

"I'm serious about what I said." Mo La said matter-of-factly.

"Forget it, just pretend I didn't ask!" Anya turned away annoyed.

This dark elf is really a bit baffling.Mora thought.

She finished the remaining wine in her glass, added another glass for herself, and then ate a plate of steak. She was about to continue drinking when she suddenly frowned.

"I said, your grilled spider, isn't it poisonous?" Mo La suddenly asked.

"Ah? The spider's poison will disappear once it's cooked." Anya explained in surprise.

"But I obviously only drank one drink, why do I feel dizzy... up... up...?" Mo La said and her speech slowed down. At the same time, the dizziness suddenly intensified, and her vision became blurred. .

"Hey!!" Anya stood up alertly, but Mo La had already fallen down on the dining table.

Someone is coming - Anya subconsciously prepared to call someone, but she closed her mouth in time.

This situation was too weird, and she thought she had to analyze the situation first.

She immediately turned over the table to check Mo La's condition and found that Mo La had just fainted and her vital signs were not serious.

She picked up Mo La's wine glass to examine it, and suddenly found that her instinct for danger had a little reaction.

This wine was drugged, and it was definitely not an ordinary drug. A master-level warrior like Mo La had a certain degree of drug resistance.

The person who drugged must be lurking in this fortress. The question lies in the purpose. Why did he only drug Mo La?If she was drugged, she should be able to find out in time, which shows that the other party has a certain understanding of her.

Was it to... frame her?So why not just use real poison?

Various speculations quickly flashed through Anya's mind, and a familiar voice suddenly sounded from the seat she left: "I didn't call anyone right away, I was very calm."

Only then did Anya realize that there was a third person in the room. The other person had been using the assassin's stealth skills to eliminate her sense of existence, and even she couldn't detect him before he showed up.

She looked over and froze on the spot.

"Long time no see, Anya." The other party sat leisurely on the seat left by her, greeted her with a smile, and played with a strange-shaped dagger in his hand.

(End of this chapter)