Chapter 5 Chapter 3 Ban Rui's Trick

The mercenary chief approached the western end of Baenry's yard quietly, slipping from shadow to shadow, getting closer and closer to the silver cobweb fence that surrounded the place.Like everyone who had approached Baenre's home, Jarlaxle had marveled at the web of twenty gigantic hollow stalagmites and thirty embellished stalactites.By Underdark standards, Baenre's courtyard was a godsend, for it was enormous, almost half a mile long and a quarter mile wide. Every part of the architecture of Baan Shwe's house is breathtaking.The fingertips of the craftsmen did not neglect any detail; the slaves continued to work hard on the very few parts that had not yet been refined, carving out new patterns.Those magical brushstrokes were mostly drawn by Gromph, Matron Baenre's eldest son and archmage of Menzoberranzan, and their beauty is not inferior to the craftsmanship of the craftsman.Most of the bright demon fires he ignited were blue and purple, shining just right on the stone peaks, creating a majestic and magnificent effect.

This circle of 20-foot-high cobwebs surrounds the courtyard and is fixed on the huge stalagmites. Compared with this complex, it seems so small, but it is the most miraculous in Menzoberranzan. works of creation.It is said that it was a gift from Goddess Lolth, but I am afraid that no one in the city is old enough to witness its completion except Matron Baenre, who is particularly long-lived.The fence was made of spider silk as thick as a drow arm, stronger than steel, and enchanted to stick to something harder than a spider's web.Not even the drow's sharpest dagger—probably the thinnest blade on all of Toril—could make a dent in the ropes of Baenre's fence.Moreover, once stuck, no matter how amazingly powerful a creature is, even a giant or even a dragon, it is impossible to break free.

Normally, a visitor to Baenry's house should see a door that opens.When the watchman speaks the day's password, the spider's thread of the fence will unscrew outward, opening a mouth. Jarlaxle was no ordinary guest, and Matron Baenre had sent orders to let him come and go as he pleased.But when a few infantrymen on patrol slowly passed by, he completely disappeared into the shadows and waited quietly for the patrolling soldiers to leave.Jarlaxle noticed that they were not very alert. Why?Because they are backed by the strength of the Banrui family?The Ban Rui family has at least 2,500 well-equipped and qualified soldiers and 16 high-ranking priests to boast about.No other house in the city could muster such a force—not even five families united.

The mercenary chief glanced at Narbondel to determine how long he had been waiting.He hadn't had time to look back towards Baenre's yard when a clear and loud horn sounded, but then another horn sounded. A burst of melody, a low-pitched tune rose from the courtyard.The soldiers took their positions, stood at attention, with their weapons upright in front of them.It was the sight that honored Menzoberranzan, the disciplined, precise drill that mocked the voices of would-be enemies, saying that the drow were too confused to unite for a common purpose, a common defense.Non-drow mercenaries, especially duergar, often pay handsome sums of gold and jewels just to watch the changing of the guard at Baenre's house.

Bands of orange, red, green, blue, and violet light rush up from the stalagmite peaks to merge with bands of the same color pouring down from stalactites with fangs.The enchanted family crest worn by Baenre's guardsmen was made of this magic, so that a male dark elf riding a cave lizard could walk equally well on the ground, on the walls, and on the ceiling. The music continued.The shining light bands interweave countless gorgeous patterns up and down the courtyard, many of which are patterns of spiders.This kind of performance is performed twice a day, every day, and as long as it is within the distance of seeing it, any elf will stop and watch, every time.In Menzoberranzan City, the changing of the guard at Baenre's house is not only a demonstration of the Baenre family's military strength, but also a symbol of the city's loyalty to the spider queen Rose.

When Jarlaxle had been taught by Matron Baenre, he had always used the sight as a cover for distraction.He sneaked up to the fence, took off his wide-brimmed hat and let it hang behind his back, and then put a black velvet mask over his face, eight thin legs protruding from the edge of the mask and encircling his head.The mercenary leader took a quick glance around and began to climb up the spider web fence, as if those thick spider threads were nothing more than ordinary iron branches.No magic spell could imitate this magic; neither levitation nor teleportation nor travel spells of any kind could bring a man across the fence.Only the rare and precious spider mask, which Jarlaxle had borrowed from Gonfur Baenry, could allow such easy access to the heavily guarded courtyard.

Jarlaxle stepped over the fence with one leg and slid down the other side.He froze when he caught sight of an orange flash to his left.It would be bad luck if he got caught.The guards weren't likely to be a threat—everyone in Baenre's compound knew the mercenary boss—but if Matron Baenre knew he had been found, she would skin him. The flash faded almost immediately, and Jarlaxle's eyes adjusted to the changing light. He saw a handsome young elf with neat short hair riding on a large lizard perpendicular to the ground, carrying a ten-foot long Mottled spear.It was a death lance, and Jarlaxle recognized it.The spear was enchanted with ruthless magic, and the razor-like bloodthirsty blade flashed its deadly cold light in the eyes of the mercenary's thermal vision.

Nice to meet you, Boyinyong Banrui.The mercenary leader quickly greeted the other party in delicate and silent drow sign language.Bo Yinyong is the youngest son of the Banrui family and the captain of the Banrui family's lizard cavalry.To the mercenary chief, he is neither an enemy nor a stranger. Nice to meet you, Jarlaxle.Bo Yinyong "answered".As always, come as a warning reminder? Came at the behest of your mother.Jarlaxle gestured back.Bo Yinyong flashed a smile and signaled the mercenary leader to continue walking, and then he kicked his mount and hurried up the stalagmite, continuing his zenith patrol.

Jarlaxle liked the youngest male member of House Baenre.He had spent a lot of time with Bo Yinyong recently, and learned a lot from the young warrior.Because Bo Yinyong was Drizzt Do'Urden's classmate in the Fighting Tower.He often fought against the elf who wields double knives.Bo Yinyon's fighting movements were fluid and near-perfect, but Jarlaxle's respect for the traitor grew even greater after learning how Drizzt had defeated the young Son of Baenre. Jarlaxle almost regretted that Drizzt Do'Urden would soon die. Once over the fence, Jarlaxle put the spider mask back in the pouch and walked nonchalantly across the yard, his iconic hat hanging down his back.He wrapped his cloak tightly to hide the fact that he was wearing a sleeveless tunic, but it couldn't hide his bald head, which was an unusual feature.He also knew that he was walking towards the great mountain where his family stood, and that more than one guard would recognize him as he walked towards the huge ornate stalagmite where the nobles of the Baenre family lived.

The guards didn't notice him, or pretended not to notice him, they probably had been notified beforehand.Jarlaxle almost laughed; he could have saved himself so much trouble by letting him in through the more prominent door.It was clear to everyone, including Trill, that he was coming here.It was all a game of pretence and intrigue, and Matron Baenre was the master player. "Zereth!" the mercenary chief yelled.The word meant power in the drow language, and it was the pass code of the hill, and he pushed through the stone door, which quickly closed at the top. As he walked through the narrow entrance corridor, Jarlaxle raised his hat in greeting to the unseen guardians (likely Matron Baenre's favorite giant minotaur slaves).The corridor was sandwiched between several gaps, and there was no doubt that the death spears that had been prepared for the intruders were lined up inside.

There were lights burning inside the mountain, and Jarlaxle stopped, letting his eyes adjust to the visible light.Dozens of female dark elves walked around, silver and black Baenre uniforms clinging to their strong, alluring figures.All eyes are on the newcomer - the leader of the Dayet mercenary group seems to be completely caught - the women hardly look at his face at all, but look up and down lewdly Looking at his body, Jarlaxle burst out laughing.Some male drow resented such winks, but the women, Jarlaxle thought, were clearly eager to give him more power. The mercenary leader walked towards the big black pillar in the center of the central rotunda.He groped along the smooth marble surface, found the pressure plate, and opened a curved wall. Jarlaxle found the Baenre family's master martial artist, Tenjo Baenre, leaning against the inner wall of the pillar.Jarlaxle quickly determined that the warrior was waiting for him.Like his younger brother, Dendro was tall and handsome (almost six feet tall), slender and well-proportioned.His eyes are an unusual amber color that turn red when excited.His white hair was tied tightly into a ponytail at the back of his head. As the martial art master of the Banrui family, Danzhuo's combat equipment is better than any elf in the city.Dendro's shimmering blacknet chain mail gleamed softly as he turned, fitting perfectly to every angle of his body like a second skin.The master martial artist wears two swords in a jeweled belt.Interestingly, only one of these two swords was made by drow, and it was the best sword Jarlaxle had ever seen.The other sword is said to be obtained from surface dwellers. It is rumored that the sword itself has a bloodthirsty desire, and can cut gold and jade, and cut iron like mud. The arrogant warrior raised his hand as a greeting to the mercenary leader.when he does.Obviously showing off his magic bracers.The pair of bracers consisted of thin rings of gleaming mithril strung on some black material, tightly arranged into a wristband.Dendro never told others what the function of the magic bracer was.Rumor has it that the pair of bracers provided Dendro with some sort of magical protection.Jarlaxle, who had seen Dendra in battle, disagreed with such rumors, since there was nothing unusual about protective bracers.What surprised Jarlaxle was that Danzhuo always hit his opponent first in battle. Jarlaxle was not quite sure of his guess, for even without bracers or even any other magic, Dendro Baenre was one of Menzoberranzan's top fighters.His main rival was originally Zaknafein Do'Urden, Drizzt's father and mentor, but Zaknafein is now dead.Made a sacrifice to pay for the blasphemy of the Spider Queen.So now only Yodjante is left, the burly and strong martial arts master of the second family in the city, the Barrison Deango family, who can be regarded as the opponent of the dangerous Danzhuo.Knowing that the two warriors shared equal pride, Jarlaxle suspected that someday the two would engage in a secret duel to see who was better. Though he had never understood such destructive pride, the vision of the situation intrigued Jarlaxle.Many people who have seen how the mercenary leader provokes the fight have reason to doubt him, guessing that he will be a match that ignites the flames between the two sides, but Jarlaxle will never be involved in the above situation .In Jarlaxle's view, it is foolish to fight for pride, especially when such sophisticated weapons and excellent combat skills could bring more tangible wealth, and it is foolish to fight for fame.Maybe, say, get those wrist braces?Jarlaxle thought about it.Or would the pair of bracers help Dendro as he looted Yodgant's body? When possessing magic.Anything is possible.Jarlaxle, who continued to ponder Dendra, laughed.Mercenary chiefs love strange and interesting magic, and nowhere in the entire Underdark has more magical items than Baenry's. Like this cylinder he walked into.It looked ordinary, just a plain circular room with a hole in the zenith above Jarlaxle to the left and a hole in the floor to the right. Jarlaxle nodded to Dendra, who waved to the opening on the left.The mercenary leader walked to the bottom of the hole, and with a jingle, the magic power grabbed him and slowly lifted him into the air, allowing him to float up to the second level of the huge mountain.In the Column House, these areas are all identical to the first floor.So Jarlaxle went straight there and went up to the third floor from the hole in the zenith of the second floor. When Jarlaxle floated silently to the third floor, Danzhuo had just ascended to the second floor, and then the martial arts master quickly approached, and when Jarlaxle reached out to activate the mechanism to open the door of the third floor, he grabbed it. his arm.Danzhuo nodded and rushed to the zenith hole leading to the upper floor, which led to the fourth floor, Matron Baenre's secret audience room. Fourth floor?Jarlaxle mused as Dendra floated upward again.To Matron Baenre's secret audience room?Generally speaking, the first mistress receives visitors on the third floor. Matron Baenre already had a visitor.As soon as Jarlaxle's head emerged from the passage to the fourth floor, Dendro explained to him in sign language. Jarlaxle nodded and stepped out of the cave, letting Dandra lead the way.Dan Zhuo didn't reach out to open the door, but reached into a small bag and grabbed some silvery dust.He winked at the mercenary and scattered the dust on the wall behind him.The powder glistened and merged into a silvery cobweb, and then unscrewed outward, opening an entrance like the gate of Baenry's house. you first.Danjo's hand gestures politely. Jarlaxle looked at the cunning warrior, trying to discern whether this might be a move in an act of treachery or treachery.Maybe he walked through this passage that seemed to be a face door, and then found himself thrown in a dangerous and terrifying interface? Dendro is a ruthless opponent.His angular handsome features, high cheekbones, and resolute expression gave away nothing beneath Jarlaxle's usual piercing gaze.Jarlaxle was at first reluctant to enter the entrance, however, in the end he decided that Dendra was too proud to trick him into the Forgotten Wastes.Because if Dendro didn't want Jarlaxle to get in the way, he would use a weapon, not a mage trick. The son of Baenre followed Jarlaxle into the outer chamber.The chamber was rather narrow, sharing the same space as Matron Baenre's secret audience chamber.Dendro led Jarlaxle along a thin silver line to the end of the small secret room, where there was an opening looking out into the audience room. Inside, Matron Baenre sat haggard on a broad sapphire throne, her face criss-crossed with a thousand spider-like lines.Jarlaxle stared at the throne for a long moment before looking at the Matron, licking his thin lips unconsciously.And Danzhuo snickered secretly, as alert as he was, of course he knew what the mercenary leader wanted.On the throne of Matron Baenre, each armrest ended with a huge diamond no less than thirty carats. The throne itself is carved from the purest black sapphire, radiating alluring brilliance from its depths.The twirling shadows inside are like dark pools, and rumor has it that those are dark elves disloyal to Lolth, and tormented souls who have been turned into hideous arachnids.Imprisoned in the extraordinary throne of Matron Baenre, they dwell forever in the Black Realm. This serious thought brought the mercenary leader back to reality from his fantasies.He was just thinking about it, and he would never be so stupid as to take a diamond from the throne!He looked at Matron Baenry, two ordinary clerks huddled behind her, busy taking notes. To the left of the First Matron was Braden Keith, now the oldest daughter in the family, and the third oldest child after Trill and Goff.Jarlaxle dislikes Brayden Keith more than Tril because she is an extreme sadist.There were times when the mercenary chief thought he should kill her in self-defense.It was hard enough dealing with her, Jarlaxle secretly suspected, and Matron Baenre would be glad to see the loathsome Bradencase dead.Even the mighty Matron can't fully control her. To Matron Baenre's right stood another guy Jarlaxle didn't like, the illithid Mythel-El Waddingwolf, Matron Baenre's octopus-headed advisor.He was dressed in the same bare, bright red robe as ever, with long sleeves hiding his skinny, three-clawed hands.Jarlaxle wished the hideous creature would wear a mask and a hat as well.The illithid had a purplish spherical head with four tentacles wriggling where a mouth should have been, and his milky white pupilless eyes were one of the most disgusting things Jarlaxle had ever seen .Generally, mercenary chiefs don't care about who looks like when there's a benefit to be gained, but Jarlaxle would rather not deal with ugly and deadly illithids. Most drow held a similar view of illithids, and Jarlaxle found it odd for a moment that Matron Baenre had El standing in such a conspicuous position.But when he carefully observed the female elf standing in front of Baen Rui's mistress.The mercenary leader immediately understood why the illithid was standing there. The female elf was small in stature, even shorter than Triel, and seemed much weaker.The black robe she was wearing was very simple, and she didn't wear any accessories on her body-this was a dress that was completely inappropriate for the identity of the mistress.However, this drow, this Kyo Ozarn is indeed a mistress, the leader of the Obroza family, the third family of Menzoberranzan. Keyo?Jarlaxle gestured to Danjobi with an expression of disbelief.Kyo is the most despised member of Menzoberranzan's ruling class.Personally, Matron Baenre hated Kyo, and had publicly stated on many occasions that she believed Menzoberranzan would be a better place without the dreaded Orzahn.The only reason that prevented the Baen Rui family from destroying the Obroza family was that the women of the third family possessed a mysterious spiritual power.If there is anyone who can see through the intentions and sincerity of the mysterious and dangerous Koyo, it must be the illithid El Waddingworth. "Three hundred." Ke Yue said. Matron Baenre suddenly fell back into her seat with a sour expression on her face. "Too little," she replied. "This is already the strength of half of my slaves." Ke Yue replied.Flashing her customary toothy grin, that was the well-known sign that the less-than-cunning Kyo was lying. Mistress Ban Rui laughed a few times, then stopped suddenly, she moved to the front half of the chair, rested her slender fingers on the huge diamond, and frowned coldly.The ruby ​​eyes narrowed into slits.She murmured words softer than her breath, and let go of the diamond.The gorgeous gemstone suddenly ignited life from within, shooting a beam of purple light and hitting Keyo's followers.A cascade of crackling arcs of purple light engulfed the male civilian.He screamed, waving his hands in the air, struggling to escape the death light. Matron Baenre raised her other hand, and another ray of light merged in, and now the male elf was only a purple outline. When Keyo closed his eyes and frowned, Jarlaxle looked at everything in front of him attentively.Her eyes opened as soon as they were closed, and glared at Elle Whittingworth with a look of disbelief.The mercenary chief, with his experience, knew immediately that there had been a battle of wills in that brief moment, and he wasn't surprised when the mind flayer clearly won. The unlucky Obloza male had nothing left but a hollow body.After a while, he didn't even have a phantom left.He has nothing left. Kyo Ozarn scowled fiercely, on the verge of eruption, but Matron Baenre would not budge. Unexpectedly, Ke Yue chuckled again, and declared in a relaxed tone: "He's just a man." "Kyo!" Banrui roared loudly, "This is the mission entrusted by Goddess Rose, you must cooperate!" "Threatening me?" Kyo said. Matron Baenre rose from her throne and walked up to the bold and fearless Kyo.She stretched out her left hand to the cheek of the woman from the Obroza family, and even the calm Kyo couldn't help but cringe.On that hand Matron Baenre wore a large golden ring, the four thin bands that didn't loop around trembled like the eight legs of a live spider.The blue-purple gemstones on the ring shone brightly.Keyo knew that there was a living spider queen hidden in that ring, which was more poisonous than its cousin the black widow on the surface. "You must understand the importance of this matter," Matron Baenre whispered softly. To Jarlaxle's surprise, Koyo slapped Matron Baenre's hand away. (He also noticed that Danzhuo's hand immediately put on the hilt of the sword, as if the master of martial arts was planning to jump out of this secret room on the alien plane and kill the cheeky Ke Yue.) "The Barrissan d'Angos have agreed," said Matron Baenre quietly, raising her right hand to check her dangerous daughter and the illithid. Keyo laughed, which was just a bluff.The matriarch of the third family doesn't seem intimidated by the news that the top two families have joined forces over an argument she wants to avoid. "So are the Finn Trabbs," Matron Baenry added slyly.It refers to the fourth family, the most hated opponent of the Obroza family.Matron Baenre's words are obviously intimidating, because if there is the support of the Baenre family and the Barrison Deango family, the Finn Traba family will soon take action to destroy the Obroza family and be promoted to the city. third family. Matron Baenre walked softly back to the Sapphire Throne.Kyo didn't even look at him. "I don't have many elves in my house," Kyo said, and it was the first time Jarlaxle had heard the haughty Obroza so humble. "Not many. But you have kobolds!" Matron Baenre bit her tongue. "I dare not admit that there are six hundred. The tunnel under Obroza's house in the Claw Rift is very large." "I'll give you three thousand." Keyo replied. "Ten times!" Ban Rui roared. Keyo didn't say anything, just raised his head, squinting down at the first mistress. "If it is less than 20,000 yuan, nothing will happen," Mistress Baen Rui continued, taking care of the interests of both parties in the transaction. "The fortifications of the Dwarven Hold are ingenious, and we need enough kobolds to clear the way." "The price is too high," said Koyo. "Twenty thousand kobolds are not worth the life of a single drow," Baenre reminded her, adding, "In the eyes of Goddess Lolth, it is so." Keyo was about to contradict sharply, but Mistress Banreu stopped her immediately. "Stop threatening me!" Ban Rui sternly yelled, his clenched jaw protruding forward, making his thin neck look even thinner. "In the eyes of Goddess Rose, this matter has long surpassed the importance of family struggle. I assure you, Keyo, the disobedience of the Obroza family will definitely help the rise of the Finn Traba family!" Jarlaxle's eyes widened in surprise, and he looked at Dandra, who made no explanation.The mercenary chief had never heard before, nor had he heard of such blatant intimidation by one family against another.No sly smiles, no quick-witted answers, and this time Koyo did nothing.Jarlaxle watched the woman silently trying to compose herself, and saw the seeds of chaos.The Kyo and Obloza clans would never forget Matron Baenre's threats so quickly, and no doubt a similar resentment would breed in other families because of Matron Baenre's arrogance.Thinking of his meeting with the worried Trill, the mercenary chief nodded in agreement that she would probably take over a dangerous situation. "Twenty thousand." Ke Yue calmly agreed, "If those troublesome little mice can gather together." Then, the mistress of the Obloza family was sent away.As soon as she walked into the passage of marble columns, Danzhuo threw the other end of the spider silk and crawled along it from the secret room of the alien plane into the audience room. Jarlaxle followed, walking lightly to the throne and standing still.He bowed so exaggeratedly that the brim of his big hat brushed the floor. "Excellent." He praised Matron Baenre. "Fortunate to witness." "Shut up," Matron Baenre yelled, leaning back on her throne, full of hatred. The mercenary leader stood up quietly, still smiling. "Kyo is a dangerous nuisance," said Matron Baenre. "I don't want her elves, though their eccentric strength of will is useful in breaking the morale of stubborn dwarves. All we want from them are kobolds. The vermin multiply as fast as the filthy rats, and their losses won't be great." "What about after victory?" Jarlaxle asked boldly. "That depends on Keyo." Matron Baenre replied immediately.She motioned the others, including the clerk, to leave the room together.Everyone understood that she was going to assign Jarlaxle a mission about the Obroza's house, which was at least surveillance. They all left without complaint, only the hateful Bradencase stopped and gave the mercenary leader a malicious look.Braden Keith hated Jarlaxle as much as she hated all male drow, whom she considered no different than the humanoid tools she practiced her torture skills with. The mercenary leader moved the blindfold to the other eye and gave her a teasing wink back. Breden Keith looked at her mother immediately, as if asking permission to beat the foolish and rude male, but Matron Baenry continued to wave her away. "You want the Dayet mercenary group to closely monitor the Obroza's house." Jarlaxle said as soon as he was alone with the mistress, "That's not an easy job." "No need." Mistress Banrui interrupted him, "Even the Dayet mercenary group may not be able to spy on this mysterious family." The mercenary chief was glad Matron Baenre had pointed this fact out instead of herself.He pondered the unexpected conclusion, then grinned happily, and even saluted Matron Baenre's intentions with a half salute.Matron Baenre wanted others, especially the illithids, to think that she had ordered the Dayet mercenaries to spy on the Obroza's house.In this way, she can keep Keyo on a certain level of alert at all times, and keep her busy looking for ghost agents who don't exist. "I don't care about Keyo's life or death, except for the slaves I want to belong to her." Mistress Baenre continued, "If she doesn't do what she promised, the Obroza family will fall into the Claw Rift Valley forever." forgotten." Matron Baenre's tone of voice, as if talking about a fait accompli, showed her extreme self-confidence.The mercenary chief was impressed. "The first and second families join hands, what choice does Keyo have?" He muttered. Matron Baenre mused, as if Jarlaxle had reminded her of something.She shook off the thought and continued, "We don't have time to discuss your meeting with Trill." Jarlaxle was very curious. He thought this was the first thing he would discuss when he came to Baenry's house. "I want you to start planning your move to the Dwarven City. I need a map of the feasible route, and a detailed description of the final entrance to Mithril Hall, so that Dendro and the generals can make the best plan for the attack." Jarlaxle nodded in acceptance.He certainly had no intention of arguing with curmudgeon Matron Baenre. "We should send spies into dwarven land," he began, but was interrupted again by Matron Baenre, who was impatient. "None," she said curtly. Jarlaxle looked at her curiously. "The most recent scouting party has failed to enter Mithril Hall," he reminded her. Matron Baenre's lips curled into an evil smile, and Jarlaxle grinned to match, eager to learn what might be revealed.The mistress slowly reached into the front of the luxurious robe and fumbled for a chain. The chain was made in the shape of bones, and a ring was strung on it.When the chain is fully exposed, you can see that there is still a big tooth hanging from it. "Do you recognize this?" she asked, spreading the ring flat in her palm. "It is said that these are the teeth of the dwarf king. The soul of the dwarf king is trapped in the ring and tortured." The mercenary leader replied. "A dwarf king," Matron Baenre emphasized. "You know, there are not many dwarf kingdoms." Jarlaxle's brow furrowed, then his face brightened. "Is it the king of Mithril Hall?" Matron Baenre nodded. "An incredible coincidence," she explained, "trapped in the ring is Gundaron Warhammer, the first king of Mithril Hall, the ancestor of the Warhammer clan." Jarlaxle's thoughts swirled in a vortex of possibilities.There is no doubt that Goddess Lolth has directed Vierna to follow her renegade brother!Drizzt is the link to the surface, a bargaining chip in the conquest game. "Gundalen was talking to me," said Matron Baenre, in a contented voice like a cat's purring when it's in a good mood. "He remembers the way to Mithril Hall." Soantu Banrui walked in, walked past him and stood in front of his mother as if he hadn't seen Jarlaxle.The mistress didn't scold the trespassing behavior as the mercenary leader guessed, but just glanced at her strangely.Let her speak. "Mez Barisiango is getting impatient," Soantu said. Jarlaxle knew immediately that Matron Metz was in the chapel.Because Suoantu took care of the small shrine of Banrui's family, he seldom left there.The mercenary leader paused for a while, calculating the secret incident that was accidentally leaked.Maze Barrisango was the matriarch of the second family in the city, the Barisendango.But since Madam Banrui claimed.The Barisend'ango family has agreed to the expedition, why is she still here?Why exactly? "Perhaps you should meet with Mistress Metz Barris Ango first." The mercenary leader suggested wisely.The haggard old mistress gladly accepted the suggestion, and it seemed that her admired secret agent had understood her plan. "Kyo is trickier," Matron Baenre replied. "Keeping her waiting makes her lose her temper. Maze Barisiangol is much calmer and more calculating. She would approve of a war against the dwarves." of." Mistress Banrui walked past the mercenary leader and entered the passage of marble columns, where Soantu was already waiting.The first mistress showed a cunning smile and said, "Now that the Obroza family has joined the alliance, what choice does Metz Barrisiango have?" Well done.this old guy.Jarlaxle had to admit.beautiful.He took one last sad look at the dazzling diamonds on the armrest of the throne, sighed deeply, and followed the two women out of the imposing rampart of House Baenre.