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Of course, when Aaron and others on the ground were still struggling in front of the Hanging Sword's station, they certainly didn't know that the drow named Bertram was quietly walking in the sewers of Leiden City.

Although many accidents have occurred in the sewers, there are even many cultists living in the sewers and even building a stronghold in a hidden corner.

But due to limited funds and energy, Leiden City's city defense team really couldn't rummage through the entire sewer.

Even Horace, who had repeatedly emphasized this point, knew it well.

Leiden City has a mature and sound sewer system, which is divided into three levels.

Even if you go in with a map, you may be hooked in there for a long time if you are not careful.

Those dirty and shameful things are just suitable for hiding in such darkness where no sunlight can be seen.

And the same is true for Bertram.

Having lived underground for a long time, he has a natural affinity for the dark environment, and can only find peace in darkness.

If he was exposed to the sun, even if he was wearing clothes, he would feel as if he was naked, with a nameless fear.

Yes, he is an alien among the drow elves, and he seems to be born with an inexplicable resistance to sunlight.

He is a hybrid of the drow family, and is something that the long-eared elves despise.

The surface elves despise the underground drow, and the drow look down on their own hybrids.

It was as if they were born to compete in terms of birth and blood.

It seems that all the elves enjoy this.

Dark vision and infrared vision were quietly turned on, and the darkness that was originally blinding became as bright as day in front of Bertram.

He hunched over and walked carefully, trying not to make the slightest sound, and even deliberately eliminated his footprints.

If he hadn't dropped all the gadgets he had while escaping, he would be hanging like a spider crawling over the stone wall above his head.

Of course, as a noble, even if he is a mixed race, even if he is a drow, he still does not have the courage to jump into the viscous stagnant water unless absolutely necessary.

In this matter, even if his life was not in danger, he still had his persistence.

only……

At this moment Bertram sighed a sigh that only he could hear.

He really didn't know where to go.

The family has been jointly wanted by several matrons. At this point, it is estimated that the entire family will die at the hands of the spider elf, right?

Sometimes, he really didn't know why the clan leader wanted to save him.

Just because of the so-called... paper-thin... love?

Every time he thought about this, he always felt a little uninterested.

Maybe he was lucky enough to escape from the underground world in a desperate attempt and ran into a group of surface people who could still save him.

Well, now he can still walk freely in the sewers.

I have to say that freedom may be the last thing he is proud of.

If you are captured by that group of people, you will most likely be dragged into a cave, picked by a spider, and eventually become a spider elf that is neither an elf nor a spider...

Even if Bertram was lucky enough to see it once, he swore that even if he died, he would never become that kind of thing.

He chopped off the lower body, arbitrarily pieced the upper body together with the abdominal pouch of some kind of giant spider, and then wrapped the wound with spider silk...

It may seem like nothing.

But when the spider's abdominal sac is the size of a calf, and when the spider elf rushes over with a sword foot as tall as a person, almost no one can compete with it head-on.

After all, what they have to face is not only the elite drow rangers wielding two elven scimitars, but also some kind of spider that can control eight blade legs to attack at the same time.

To a certain extent, the spider elves symbolize the will of the Lord and have always assumed the responsibility of the law enforcement team.

Bertram was thinking wildly while walking cautiously in the sewer.

From the subtle traces, he could tell that the nearest sewer seemed to be frequently visited by people.

Some traces are even fresh.

When he met the group of underground people, Bertram had not thought of running away.

However, every time he takes action, he seems to be targeted by a certain entity.

Every attempt to escape is always terminated by some kind of creepy feeling.

Bertram could vaguely understand the meaning of this feeling - if you run again, you will die!

Therefore, he followed obediently and allowed that crappy extraordinary mage to put shackles made of ice on him.

Are you kidding, who is he?

Bertram!

Bertram who was able to escape from several major drow families!

That means he doesn't dare to run away, otherwise...

That's it?

Thinking of this, Bertram was secretly happy and proud of his decisiveness.

Just now, just now, on the street, he clearly felt that the feeling of being watched disappeared.

Before he had time to think about it, he made a prompt decision and seized this precious opportunity very decisively. He used a cloak as a stand-in, but at some point he quietly sneaked into an alley somewhere, and then found an opportunity to get in. into the sewer.

Only here is one of the few places in the surface world where the sun cannot be seen all day long.

Through these few days of living in the surface world, Bertram also discovered it.

Although the sun's damage to him was not as fatal as it was to his fellow humans, he could not ignore it either.

If he is exposed to the sun for a long time, he will still feel "bloody".

Naturally, one cannot stay in this sewer for long.

If that group of people really wanted to find him, they would probably think of the sewers before long.

However, Bertram didn't particularly care about this.

By the time that group of people thought of the sewers, it was probably time for me to leave from the sewers, right?

Next, just think about how to hide yourself and how to steal a thicker hooded cloak...

Thinking like this, Bertram's footsteps were slightly cheerful.

However, before taking a few steps, he suddenly stopped.

There was silence in the empty sewer.

No, there are still some.

Relying on the excellent hearing developed in the underground world, Bertram could clearly feel that there seemed to be a subtle sound of water not far away...

Like, is there something in the water?

Bertram covered his nose, walked to the water's edge, stretched his neck to take a look at the smelly stagnant water, and hurriedly shrank back, almost taking a few steps back due to the stench.

To be honest, it was hard for him to imagine that anything could survive in such a harsh environment.

Is it...slime?

While thinking about it, Bertram quietly stopped breathing and tried to lower his heartbeat in a special way.

He hid in the shadows, waiting quietly for something to arrive.