In the early morning, the bright sunshine shines on the earth, and it also shines on the Drow Elves Fortress, which is mainly purple. This fortress is mysterious and looks magnificent and gorgeous.

"ah--"

In a courtyard near the central castle, the gate that had been closed for a day and a night opened from it. A young man with black hair hanging down to his shoulders was refreshed and walked out with a heartfelt smile.

"Sir Diapolo!"

As soon as the boy appeared, the twelve drow elves who had been guarding outside the door immediately bowed to him to say hello. In addition to respect, there was also some strange emotion contained in it, and there was also a certain desire in his eyes.

"Um."

Seeing the twelve shots in front of him stumbled into the courtyard with curiosity, Diapolo's eyes fluctuated, his smile calmed down, and nodded in response.

These twelve drow elves seem to be doing other tasks besides serving as his guards, because their light armor exposes at least 70% of their gray skin to the air.

In terms of defense performance, such equipment, well, Diapolo doesn't want to evaluate it, but if it is a special product, it should be a hot product in a small store that is usually in a dark corner.

"Have your mistress discussed with the other patriarchs?"

Diapolo completely ignored the strangeness of these drow elves. He had already smelled the water vapor filled the air with a special smell, but what did it have to do with him? Who told these guys to come here to listen to the corner?

"Mr. Diapolo, I'm sorry, I'm afraid you'll have to stay here for more time. The meeting is not over yet. The patriarchs are still arguing about the eighteenth fortress you proposed to build. I'm afraid there will be no result in a short period of time."

A drow elf with a light armor on his body looked even more gorgeous, and deliberately supported his proud breasts, trying to attract the noble existence in front of him.

But this is destined to be useless, because no one can tempt a sage. Although the sage will exist very shortly, this is enough.

"I have been talking for a day and a night, but haven't I found a result yet?" Diapolo was very dissatisfied with the efficiency of these underground groups.

"Sorry, I'm afraid it will take a few days, because the leaders of other ethnic groups also need to take time to find an opportunity to come and discuss."

"What other ethnic groups?" Diapolo frowned. He did not have a special understanding of the ecology underground. There are many ethnic groups that survive and reproduce underground, but only a few are truly famous.

"Eye Demon and Multi-Instinct Demon." The Drow Elves replied with unconcealed disgust and hostility on his face.

"?" Hearing such an answer, a big question mark appeared on Diapolo's forehead, "Do you actually have these two notorious races here? And you are forming an alliance with them?"

Let’s not talk about the Eye Demon. A curious species composed of one or more large eyeballs are basically evil for all members, and the most important thing is that they are ugly.

The heart-fighting demon is even better than the eye demon. They are also an extremely fierce monster. They like to tear the enemy's heads, plunder the brain, and are proficient in the spiritual skills, and are also very ugly.

These two kinds of monsters ran out from the ground and tried to gain a foothold underground. As long as the wise tribes living nearby had normal minds, they would not tolerate it.

"What can we do not form alliances? If we want to gain a foothold on the ground, we can only unite."

"That's true." Diapolo nodded and said nothing more. He had just turned against him after lurking for a while, so there was no need to think about the future of the underground camp.

On the contrary, now, he finally knows who to attack. Eye Demon and Heart Fighter are both very good choices. Not only are they born evil, but they are ugly.

Even from Diapolo's own perspective, he could see one kill the other without any psychological barrier. Well, he admitted that this was because these two monsters completely violated his aesthetic views.

"Then I'll stay here for a few more days." After saying that, Diapolo suddenly remembered something very important, "By the way, you go and unblock the females for me. I was not very happy at all, so their bodies should recover much faster."

"As you wish, I will inform the mistress of your needs as soon as possible."

The Drow elves can understand the requirements of Diapolo. After all, they are just humans and elves, and their power is sealed. How can they challenge the dragon?

"Well, and let your grandmother send me what they promised me as soon as possible. How could she satisfy me with such a small amount?"

Diapolo glanced at the castle not far away, ignored the Drow elves who wanted to speak but stopped, returned to the courtyard in their disappointed eyes, and closed the door heavily.

"Sir, I..."

The first thing to do was to break through the psychological barrier, and to give up his face, and prepare to recommend himself to the pillow mat, looked at the closed door, put down his palm weakly, and then sighed helplessly.

"Stop sighing, even if you say it just now, you will definitely be rejected."

"How do you know if you don't give it a try?"

"What else have you tried? It's been spread all over. This Lord Diapolo only likes virgins. Otherwise, do you think it's our turn to stay here? I'm afraid the mistress has brought those elders in there long ago."

"..." The Drow Elf who wanted to eat peaches was speechless because she felt that what her companion said was reasonable.

If this noble Lord Long was willing, it would be their turn, even if he was queuing up, he would have to wait for more than ten days.

"Oh, this adult is so picky. According to his request, no member of our family can meet his requirements except those little guys who are not fully developed."

"I can't say the mistress will really do this."

"ah?"

"Is there anything strange? Once you can use this to win over a powerful dragon, what is it worth to pay some tribe members, not to mention that there may even be a Zheer who inherits the dragon blood. At that time...huh."

"this……"

Without talking about the gossip and guesses of the Drow elves outside the courtyard, Diapolo, who had returned to the courtyard, also looked strange.

"Drow Loli?" Thinking of the extremely open Drow Elves' teenage bodies outside, Diapolo quickly shook his head, "Forget it! It's too small and boring."

"But the development is good. If Miss Audrinna really sends it here, will I take it or not?"

Because he had no doubt about the moral integrity of the Drow Elves, Diapolo began to think about this issue seriously.

"Forget it, it takes too much time to cultivate elves. Let's find an excuse to refuse. After all, they are destined to be driven back. At that time, I have a group of Zhe under my command, which is difficult to arrange and there is no way to explain."

Diapolo was not optimistic about this underground war from the beginning, although he didn't know what method was used on the underground side, or simply arranged it on the ground side, so that the legendary forces did not interfere in the war.

But just the competition between the forces between the various classes on both sides, the underground races were all at a disadvantage, and Diapolo could not find any possibility of the underground races winning.

After all, they are facing the exclusion of an entire surface continent, or even the world, and the underground ethnic groups have no ability to fight such exclusion at all.

Unless the underground can produce multiple legends in a very short time, and can still prove to the outside world in a very short time that it is the kind of person who can be at peace with oneself and restrain subordinates.

But this was impossible, so Diapolo decided to join the ground from the beginning. And through investigations two days ago, he also saw the reason why the war could last for more than two years.

What I can see from the designer who designed the [Red Dragon] armed force - with immature designs, I went to the battlefield to verify my ideas.

Weapon test site!

This is the definition of the war that Diapolo participated in. The reason why the underground people could have been in this land for more than two years was because some forces on the surface needed some suitable targets.

When these forces have tested their weapons, the war is about to end. The mainstream of the world is dominated by justice, at least on the surface.

"Sir Diapollo, what's going on outside? Didn't those drowns be suspicious of your disguise?"

As soon as Diapolo's thoughts were closed, an elf with a strange walking posture was holding the wall and asked the boy with a scattered black hair with a springy face.

After knowing Diapolo's "real" identity, the elves and female knights' senses of Diapolo became completely different, and their typical facial features followed the three views.

As long as it does not match your beliefs, no matter what you look like, it will be a must-kill enemy. However, once it matches it, its handsome appearance is a top-notch bonus.

Therefore, these elves and female knights are willing to contribute to Diapolo's hidden identity. Of course, Diapolo's appearance also accounts for a large part of the reason.

Even after the matter was finished, these elves and female knights had a subtle mood of taking advantage of them.

Because as we all know, the Golden Dragon is one of the few dragons in the dragon clan who is loyal to marriage. Once such a thing is spread, it will be difficult for this Lord Diapolo to find a partner of the same clan.

Of course, the above are just ideas derived from the information they know from these young ladies who were unfortunately captured by Dhaul. For Diapolo, who could change his form according to the environment, he never intended to follow the ancient traditional ideas of the Golden Dragon clan, but he would still do the surface work well.
Chapter completed!