Elves

Two of the true elves entered the throne room at level 76.

One of them was a man dressed in a somewhat odd black dragon skin suit, which doubled as armor on the battlefield and tailcoat at important events. His ears and forehead were decorated, as is customary among this race, with blue crystal jewels to match the color of his eyes.

Next to him knelt down his sister, obviously well dressed up for the reception at Vladyka's. She was wearing a luxurious black dress with an expressive cutout on the chest.

The girl, like her companion, wore jewelry made of crystals: one of them symbolized her status - a diadem crowning her head, and the second was a relic of their family and looked like a pendant.

Kaisar was also present in the room, his gaze was focused strictly on the ruler, who, in turn, appeared before them already dressed in a certain robe.

-I welcome you, Saint, Leiko, like your well-being, if any of your people has problems after such a long animation?

- No, my lord, they are all healthy and feel great, - the elf said without raising his head.

"Fine, then let's get down to business." I have a task for you two.

"We will fulfill any of your orders, Lord," the girl said reverently, sincerely rejoicing that she could serve their good Lord.

- As you probably already know, at the moment there is a vast desert above us, which has become a home for carnivorous worms that eat everything that moves. And therefore, those living on the surface of the nation, if necessary, use the services of special caravans, which, although not always successfully, nevertheless transport the goods entrusted to them. So, the shadows sent for reconnaissance found one such caravan, apparently considered large for these places. Naturally, in order to find out more, I ordered to track his route to the end point. But the problem is that further along the way, some villains ambushed this trade caravan, which the caravaners are not even aware of. From this follows my order.

"You must overtake the caravan and neutralize those who set this trap, but not kill, because…" The Lord raised his palm, in which a small black ball suddenly appeared, clearly representing a living organism, "We need information, so use the memory eater." .

"As you command, my lord." But what do we do with these creatures next? asked the ancient elf, raising his head.

"After the eater works on these dregs of society, they will become like plants, so kill them. I am equally good at all living things, but also, I am equally bad about the discharges and geeks of any race. Pitiful creatures that are only capable of profiting from others are disgusting to me.

All those present mentally agreed with their master.

"Kaisar will explain the details to you. As for the means of transportation, do not use your relics, those insignificants are not worth it. I will give the order and they will prepare special lizards for you, I think there should be such ones on the eighth floor.

"Now go, you have two hours to get ready, and yes, report any emergencies through the shadows.

"We're listening," the two said at the same time.

* * *

Birgit was the mistress of the Nagas and ruled the eighth floor, which was filled with numerous lizards and snakes.

She, like many nagas, loved two things: gold and hot springs, so at the moment she tried to combine these things.

Wearing numerous ornaments and clothes made of golden threads on her human body, she gracefully plunged her serpentine tail, starting from the line of her hips, into the hot spring.

- Excellent, how good!... - Birgit felt physical and emotional bliss.

With a satisfied look, she began to look at the beautiful trees that lined the hot spring.

The girl was very happy to live in a place so much like her native island, and therefore she was extremely grateful to Lord Inmir for personally ordering this unique landscape to be created for her.

"Hmm, Mr. Inmir," the girl sank into the water up to her waist.

What is Birgit?

From these words, the queen of the nagas almost had a heart attack, she flopped head over heels into the water and immediately hurriedly emerged back.

In her stunned eyes reflected the boundless Lord, the Lord of life and her eternal master, Inmir.

"My lord, why are you here?!" I... Did I do something wrong? I beg you, forgive me, please! - she rushed to his feet, tightly clasping them, - My lord, show mercy!

Inmir, who was standing at the edge of the hot spring, smiled and bent down, took off the headdress made of gold that was on Birgit's head.

"And why did my favorite think that I came to punish her," Vladyka gently stroked the girl on the head.

With tears in her eyes, the snake queen said:

"But you never come in person unless things are bad.

Inmir gently wiping her eyes from tears, ran his thumb over her lips, from which they turned red.

"If so, then I will look in more often so that you can no longer reproach me," the sovereign smiled.

"No, I don't reproach!... I… This, I…" her tail fidgeted in the water like a boat propeller, Birgit, red as a tomato, stuttered through the word.

In response, Inmir only smiled once more, stroking his petty pet.