Zhao Mai turned around and saw a beautiful figure slowly coming out of the invisibility. This was a slim and charming half-elves, with a pair of light-colored eyes under her slender eyebrows and a naughty smile. The amber hair was simply tied up behind her head, swaying elastically with her movements. She was not tall, only more than 1.6 meters tall, but her figure was very well-proportioned and had a good proportion.

She was wearing a wide open collar work clothes that exposed almost all of her shoulders. The ragged pleated skirt was short and barely covered the middle of her thighs. A pair of grey socks with greasy stains were loosely placed on her ankles, and the two sides were different in length. In short, she was wearing clothes that were no different from other hard-working female slaves on the Temple Tower construction site, but she was more than ten times more tempting.

This is obviously not a good idea to protect yourself.

"Hello, my name is Shatili, I'm very happy to know you." She smiled and stretched out her hand, but her other hand was always behind her. "What are you going to do next? You can't escape the pursuit by yourself alone. I can help you."

Shatili, this name is a bit familiar. After working hard for several months, I couldn't remember what was placed in my memory for a while. After a moment of trance, Zhao Mai realized. Isn't Shatili a member of the "Kill the Witch King" group?

As a gladiator and warrior, Rikas threw a spear and stabbed the Witch King. Then he took off the Witch King's head with "a group of friends", and Shatili was among them. She was a masked alliance and a mage in the team. Her talent, hard work and strong determination to fight for freedom with spells made her gradually become one of Atas's most famous wizards later. In the end, she could communicate the power of the sun instead of using Atas's life force to cast spells, becoming the only person on the entire planet.

Reading this person in the book does not mean that you can get to know him when you meet him. After all, no one will engrave his name and ID number on his forehead. I remember that Shatili is a "beauty", but Atas is a barren and desolate planet, and the slave lives a difficult life. Zhao Mai does not think Shatili, as a slave, can be so beautiful. He now knows that he is wrong...

After his mind turned around, Zhao Mai realized that Shatili's importance was not lower than that of Rikas. At this time, he could not be confused by beauty, but he could not seem familiar. It was normal to be more alert. Although Shatili suddenly appeared scary, the reserved food did not show hostility, so the basic foundation of the conversation was very good. Zhao Mai seemed very alert and frowned and said to her with a cautious look: "Are you an arcane blasphemer?"

"Of course not." Satiri said: "I love nature and know how to use it in moderation without destroying the environment. And I will control my behavior according to this point. I am a guardian."

"Even the Guardian, his control ability is limited to not harming the environment every day. You just used the invisible, smell-eliminating spells, the spells that conceal sounds, and float or fly." Zhao Mai shook his head, obviously looking like he didn't believe her words.

"No, I only used two, invisible and floating, and the others were psychic powers." Shatili replied.

"Okay, even if what you said is true. But I can take good care of myself, why should I follow you?" Zhao Mai played hard to get. But he couldn't really let Shadili leave, so he asked, "Also, how many have you seen?"

"Start from the moment you opened the latch and killed the supervisor," said Shatili. "It's great that you have a sense of resistance. And you have psychic powers and can use them flexibly, which is very rare and useful among slaves."

Zhao Mai shook his head. Although the masked alliance called for liberation of slaves all day long, it always called "slaves" and called others one by one, which made people feel very uncomfortable. If you don't pay attention to these details, no wonder it has never really grown. "I'm not a slave."

"Your heart may not be, but you still have a mark on you." The half-elf-beautiful woman smiled slightly, showing very kindness. Her long eyelashes, rippling eyes and playful movements made it difficult to say no to refuse. "That mark will reveal your identity, and there are eyeliners of Templars everywhere. You will be unable to move in the city. Come with me, only I can help you, at least go to a safe and clean place first."

Shadili turned around and left, but Zhao Mai's feet were nailed to the ground and he had not yet reacted. This was enough to convince? So confident, so hot and vigorous woman! Shadili looked back and waved her hand hard, "Don't stand stupidly, I won't eat you. If you want freedom, follow me. You don't think you can be truly free without facing risks, right? You can bet that they can't find you, or you can bet that I frame you. To be honest, when you pass the cordon, I just throw a small thing on the ground, and your body is cold now, right?"

Zhao Mai let out a breath slowly. This reason was very sufficient. It would be reasonable to keep up with him now. He lowered his body, touched the hairy head of the reserved grain, told it to warn him around, and then took a step and followed Shadili's gently twisted butt.

This scene is indeed very charming. Even after seeing the holy and beautiful Hayroul, Zhao Mai must admit this. However, he was very stubborn. Perhaps his hard work for several months made his body more easily attracted? After seeing Shatili, whether it was the natural force or the spiritual supernatural power, they were all ready to move in his body, hoping that he could act with the primitive instinct of a creature. In this regard, Zhao Mai could only say to himself over and over again: "It's not the time, it's not the time."

He was far from safe, nor did he solve the problem of food and clothing, let alone the higher demand in the future. Walking on the streets of Tyr City is completely different from what you see at the height of the Temple Tower. The streets here seem to be more narrow and crowded, with surveillance eyes always appearing behind the high and low windows and doors. These are probably illusions, but the guards standing in front of the entrance and exit of the city are not.

"Strange, why are there so many more guards?" Shadili held her chin with her thumb and index finger, tilting her head slightly. They hid in the corner of the wall, peering at the direction of the gate. "There is no way, we can only walk from here. There are many detection magic on the city wall outside the gate, and even the most powerful assassin can't get through, so the gate is a little easier."

"Why must we go out here?" Zhao Mai asked.

"The wall is a wealthy area, and the inspection is very strict. Sometimes there will be templars using large-scale spells to clean it up. They call this a rat catching. The wall will be much better, and there will be someone to pick you up there."

"Prepare to break through or get confused?" Zhao Mai's mouth raised slightly and said, "If it's a mess, I'm afraid I don't have the advantage as you."

Shatili looked down at her clothes and curled her lips: "You just happened to want to turn the other way. No one is willing to waste your energy and pay attention to me. Why don't we change it?"

"Do you think I'm stupid." Zhao Mai clenched his fists, and killing the bulbs did not fully understand the thoughts in his mind. "Isn't it good for us to solve these two half giants and the Templars behind him?"

"Please use your brain. Even if you don't attract more reinforcements, even if you kill the Templars here quickly, the only result is a large-scale search of the entire city, which will harm the interests of many people. We must act secretly and not expose them. Do you understand, the violent maniac?"

"Okay, look at you, I'll pretend to be mute." Zhao Mai was still ready for the battle. Anyway, he didn't care much about those who were harmed. It was just that the reinforcements he might be afraid of. If Shatili could not complete the "deception", he would not be able to surrender.

Zhao Mai held the reserved grain in his arms, pretending to be a slave to take care of his pets, while Shatili was a maid who came out to do business. The two of them met each other's names, then walked out of the shadows in the corner and walked straight to the post.

Halfway through his way, Shatili whispered a swearing. The Templar squealed his neck collar and exposed a string of metal necklaces. The jewels shone brightly in the moonlight, and only the upper class were qualified and capital to wear such valuable decorations. Combined with his identity, this person would only be a high-level Templar.

Even if this sudden situation occurs, the two of them do not slow down at all, otherwise they will be immediately missed. Shatili's face has a natural anxious expression, which is the expression of slow work and fear of being punished by his master. As for Zhao Mai, his most familiar expression is fatigue. In this disguise field, he is confident that no one can see it. The two of them are thinking about the reasons for the appearance of the advanced templar warriors.

It was already night, and such a high-ranking official suddenly appeared at the gate, doing ordinary jobs like a minor official to guard the entrance and exit. The most suspicious thing is that he only brought two and a half giant guards, and he didn't look very powerful. He didn't look like a sage at all, but he looked like a target to attract firepower, cheese on the mouse trap. It was like saying: "Covered gangs, come and poke me to death, come and come!"
Chapter completed!