Greece brings evildoers.

Chapter 478: No reward if you are right, but you will be punished if you are wrong!
Early morning, in front of the stream.

Galadriel, with a haggard face, squatted down and kept gargling with clear running water.

Luo En, who was standing at the back, couldn't help but yawn:
"Not ready yet? You've been busy for half an hour."

"It's not because of you!"

Galadriel turned around and glared at the culprit behind her, her face full of resentment.
"I didn't sleep well all night, and my mouth is full of dirt!"

"You can't blame me for this. Who told you to mess around first?"

Luo En did not show any mercy to her and argued back.

"Little girl, I'm not your parent, so I have no obligation to spoil you. Since you want to be my guard, you must follow my rules from now on."

"What rules?"

"If you are right, there is no reward, but if you are wrong, you will be punished."

"..."

Galadriel was speechless for a while, and couldn't help rolling her eyes at a future unscrupulous boss, and reminded him unhappily,

"If you want me to fulfill my promise, at least help me rescue the person first, right?"

"Isn't that where I'm taking you?"

Luo En responded in a deep voice, and then a mysterious smile appeared on his face.
"But to be safe, we have to make some preparations before we act."

"what?"

Just as Galadriel was at a loss, the familiar earthy smell came again.

After a moment, the elf girl came to her senses and looked at her cat-like face painted with mud in the river. She could not help but glare at the culprit behind her in anger:

"Hey, what are you doing? I just finished washing!"

"Don't move, this is a disguise for you!"

Lorne stepped forward and slapped away Galadriel's hand that was about to wipe her face, and explained unhappily,

"We still don't know where your two maids are being held. The underground lairs of the dark elves are usually built in a complicated way. In order to prevent them from doing anything desperate and harming the hostages, the safest way is to hide our identities and sneak in first, and then take action after confirming the location of the hostages."

"Is that so? That makes sense!"

Galadriel thought for a moment and nodded in agreement, impressed by the thoughtfulness of her future creditor.

Then, she glanced at her own miserable reflection in the river and suddenly realized:
"So, you're planning to disguise me as a prisoner so I can find where they're being held!"

"That's right!"

Lorne nodded happily and pointed at Galadriel and commented,

"Look at you now. You look haggard, exhausted, and your injuries haven't fully healed. Who wouldn't believe you if you said you were a captured prisoner?"

Galadriel nodded repeatedly upon hearing this, deeply impressed by the foresight of this partner:
"No wonder you kept me hanging all night and didn't let me sleep last night. It turned out that you wanted to create a haggard look in my eyes! How thoughtful of you~!"

"Ahem, that's good if you know."

Lorne answered with a dry cough, his eyes looking a little vague.

Well, this was purely accidental.

But at this moment, Galadriel, who had been completely fooled, had already firmly believed in her partner's foresight and continued to ask urgently:
"Is there anything else to do?"

"Clothes! The clothes you just changed into are a little new!"

"Stab~"

In an instant, Galadriel, who was a person of action, tore several holes in her new clothes, revealing large areas of snow-white skin.

In order to make the performance more realistic, the clean-loving elf princess even grabbed a handful of dirt from the ground and smeared it on her body a few more times.

Seeing that Galadriel's disguise was basically complete, Lorne immediately took out the Holy Grail from the magic array, leaned over to scoop up a cup of stream water, turned it into honey wine, turned around and handed it over:

"Drink half of it."

"What?" Galadriel was curious.

"I'll give you insurance."

After Galadriel obeyed the order, Lorne picked up the holy grail and drank the other half of the mead.

As luck would have it, the position of his lower mouth just coincided with the lip print left by Galadriel.

Is this considered an indirect kiss?
The elf girl, who was still in her youth, had twinkling eyes and her cheeks inexplicably turned slightly red.

Just as she was lost in her reverie, several vines that broke through the ground tied her up tightly.

"Well, we can get going now."

Loen wiped his face, and his expression rippled like water waves, transforming into the classic appearance of a dark elf with black skin and silver hair. He raised his hand and held the vine.

Galadriel, who was nearly pulled to stagger, looked at herself who was tied up like a dumpling, and then looked at the "dark elf" jailer with a malicious smile. Her face turned black and the beautiful thoughts in her mind disappeared.

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A few hours later, in a forest with rotten branches and withered trees.

Several dark elves patrolling nearby noticed the movement not far away, their eyes fixed, and they immediately drew their weapons and shouted vigilantly at the source of the sound:

"Who? Come out!"

"It's me. I caught...brought back the sacrifice that the goddess needed..."

Lorne, disguised as a dark elf, dragged the tied-up Galadriel and stumbled out of the bushes.

His face was pale, and there were bleeding wounds on his shoulders and chest. He had to gasp for air every time he spoke, and it was obvious that he had been seriously injured during the pursuit.

Seeing their companion in such a miserable state, the surrounding dark elves couldn't help but let down their guard and stepped forward to ask:
"What about the rest?"

"We ran into a patrol team and all of them died. Fortunately... fortunately I ran fast and was able to bring them back alive."

Loen imitated the habits and tone of the dark elf and answered with a look of fear on his face.

The dark elves did not suspect anything and quickly led the wounded and prisoners into the cave.

After many twists and turns, Loen followed the dark elves through the complex corridors and arrived at the dungeon where the sacrifices were kept.

In addition to the light elves, the mortal enemies of the dark elves, there are also other underground creatures such as gray dwarves, dwarves, and monsters.

But Galadriel did not find her two maids on the outer layer. They were probably imprisoned deeper inside.

Just as Lorne was about to lead Galadriel into a deeper search, two dark elf priestesses came out from the shadows and blocked his way:
"You are the one who caught this sacrifice? You are so lucky, come with us, the mistress wants to see you!"

Lorne was stunned, pointed at Galadriel beside him, and spoke hesitantly:
"But she..."

"Just leave it to others. Don't worry, your contribution will be indispensable!"

The two dark elf priestesses continued to urge, with a hint of impatience gradually rising on their faces.

The Dark Elves are a traditional matriarchal clan, and the priestesses serving the Spider Goddess Lolth are the rulers, judges, law enforcement forces, and executioners of the Dark Elves. These priestesses who control power are as cruel and capricious as their goddess.

It was already a favor to let them be patient and communicate with a low-status male dark elf.

If the other party continues to be tactless, they don't mind giving him a taste of bitterness.

Even though, he is the person the mistress wants to see.

Realizing that the patience of the two dark elf priestesses was gradually running out, Lorne winked at Galadriel and then handed the vine to several dark elves who were leading the way.

"Okay, I'll trouble you guys with this woman." After receiving Lorne's secret signal, Galadriel did not take any action. She continued to look listless and followed several dark elf guards into the depths of the dungeon.

After seeing off Galadriel, Lorne followed the two dark elf priestesses with his head lowered and his eyes lowered, all the way to a spacious and grand black building.

The entire building is made of obsidian and black marble, and the stone walls are covered with luxurious carvings in various spider styles. There is a large brazier in the hall, and the dancing flames reflect an altar carved from black stone, on which is enshrined a statue of half man, half spider.

The temple of the spider goddess Lolth?
Loen looked up thoughtfully at the graceful figure standing in front of the brazier and the statue.

She was a beautiful woman with skin as white as black jade. She had long silver hair that reached her ankles and was wearing a loose black robe with dark red edges embroidered with spider patterns.

As she turned around, her charming and three-dimensional facial features came into Lorne's sight. Combined with her unique skin color and elf features, she exuded a unique charm.

Of course, the most eye-catching thing is the robe that is almost completely open in front.

Well, rich and generous...

Luo En took a peek, then quickly lowered his head and asked respectfully:

"Madam, you are looking for me?"

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The silver-haired dark elf was slightly stunned, and then a playful smile appeared on her charming face:

"You caught that elf?"

"It was a stroke of luck. If it weren't for the protection of the goddess Rose, I would have almost died."

Loen answered modestly, and by the way, he did not forget to bring his identity into play and complimented the mysterious spider goddess Rose.

The silver-haired dark elf covered her lips and chuckled softly, with charming eyes flowing:
"You have done a great job in coming back alive from the hands of those light elves and bringing back such a precious sacrifice. It seems that I have to give you some rewards."

award?

Just when Loen was feeling somewhat confused, the silver-haired dark elf had already walked towards him. Her robe fluttering in the wind could hardly cover her voluptuous figure, which was completely naked. Her black jade-like hands gently pressed on his chest, and her fingertips repeatedly drew circles on it through the cloth.

Just like a spider climbing up a spider web, teasing its prey.

Looking at the two huge thunders that were almost hitting his nose, and the desire and excitement on the face of the silver-haired dark elf, Loen's eyelids jumped, and he immediately understood what this so-called "reward" was.

Realizing that something was wrong, he stepped back, coughing dryly and refusing.

"Ahem, Madam, my injury is not healed yet..."

"Don't worry, I'll help you."

However, before he could finish, the silver-haired female elf smiled and spoke, and with her bare hands she pushed him towards the round table in the corner of the temple.

Under Loen's somewhat astonished gaze, a beautiful head lowered, and the pink tongue extending from the cherry lips licked the wounds on his arms and chest.

Suddenly, he felt a pleasant tingling sensation from the wounds on Loen's body.

It seemed as if this silver-haired female elf was healing him with kindness in this unique way.

However, when Loen's gaze inadvertently fell on the face of the half-human, half-spider statue in the hall, an inexplicable sense of familiarity came to his heart.

Seems like you've seen it before?
Suddenly, Loen's eyelids jumped and he looked down at his chest.

At this moment, the beautiful head slowly raised up, the pink tongue greedily tasted the bloody taste that was as fragrant as fine wine, and her face was full of intoxication and excitement.

"Rose?"

Lorne asked tentatively, looking at the face that looked very similar to the spider statue, and suddenly felt a little annoyed.
"I was misled by those two priestesses just now. I thought you were the matriarch of this group of dark elves."

"You have captured the princesses with the supreme blood of the three tribes of light elves, and you were able to escape from a patrol of light elves. Such a great achievement is certainly worthy of my personal commendation."

The silver-haired, black-skinned female elf, or rather, the spider goddess Rose, had a playful smile on her face:
"I thought I just captured an elf princess, but I didn't expect that you are the biggest gain."

Realizing that his identity was exposed, Loen immediately wanted to get up from the round table, but unexpectedly a feeling of numbness spread throughout his chest and arms, making it difficult for him to move.

"Don't move, dear, you have been poisoned by me."

Rose proudly stated the reason, raised her hand and pushed the prey that had barely stood up back down.

When Loen looked down, he was shocked to find that the wound that had been licked by Rose had turned purple and black, with spider-web-like purple and black lines rapidly spreading under the skin.

Apparently, after detecting the opponent's weakness through words, the insidious and cunning spider goddess secretly poisoned him in the name of "reward".

Only after she had the situation completely under her control did she officially reveal her cards.

Looking at the spider goddess walking towards him with her slender waist, Loen, who was slumped on the round table, seemed to have a premonition of impending disaster. His voice trembled and a look of panic appeared on his face.

"You, you want to kill me?"

"No, no, that's such a waste. I've never tasted such delicious divine blood before."

Rose shook her head, staring at the unexpected harvest in front of her with shining eyes, clasped her hands in front of her chest, and exclaimed excitedly.

"Thanks to the gift of nature, and thanks to those bitches of the Three Goddesses of Norn, good luck has finally come to me! I must make good use of such a great gift like you!"

"so……"

"I've decided to make you my new husband!"

Rose happily expressed her decision, then held up the face that had been revealed after the illusion had worn off, looked into the deep and beautiful purple eyes, and added word by word in a gentle and cruel tone,

"After I've enjoyed it, I'll eat you up bite by bite."

As the spider goddess worshipped by the dark elves, her image is highly similar to that of a certain spider called the black widow.

This spider is not only extremely poisonous, but also has a unique habit: they often kill the male during mating and eat part or all of his body to convert it into the energy and nutrients they need.

But because she is a powerful evil god, there are very few males that Rose would be attracted to.

In addition, she was constantly hunted by the Aesir, so she had to hide in the dark underground, and naturally had no chance of finding a suitable target to eat.

It's a rare occasion when prey comes to her door and happens to satisfy her need for males. If she doesn't squeeze this little cutie dry and eat him up, she would be letting down the bitches of the Three Goddesses of Norn.

While thinking, Rose smelled the intoxicating fragrance of the prey's blood, and couldn't help but stick out her pink tongue to lick from the handsome cheek all the way down.

After holding it in for so many years, she can no longer wait.

"Tear~!"

At the same time, a low sound of cloth tearing was heard in the temple, and the loose black robe with dark red edges shattered into pieces. A monster with the upper body of a silver-haired and black-skinned beauty and the lower body of a giant black spider showed its complete outline under the firelight.

Just as Rose, who had already entered an excited state, was about to perform some beneficial exercises with her perfect posture, the male who was originally half dead and slumped on the round table jumped up as if his butt was on fire, hugged his half-naked chest with both hands, shrank into the shadow of the temple, and complained angrily:

"You're going too far!"

Rose was stunned, her face full of astonishment:

"Aren't you poisoned?"

"The poison can be cured."

Loen snapped his fingers, and the power of [Fire] that could purify negativity and toxicity ignited on his body, burning the last wisp of purple-black poisonous mist to ashes.

At the same time, he looked at the nearly five-meter-tall half-human, half-spider goddess in front of him with a playful look, and said with a smile:
"But you seem to be poisoned as well."

As soon as she finished speaking, Rose felt her body soften, and her three pairs of spider legs fell to the ground uncontrollably. The scene in front of her eyes spun around, and her thoughts became a mess:
"Poison... When did you poison...?"

"How dare you drink my blood? Do you think it's free?"

Loen flicked his healed wound, then drew out the flaming sword with a sinister smile on his face.
"By the way, what did you say you wanted me to do?"

(End of this chapter)