"A long time ago, we all thought that the great Mother of Spiders was the master of this world's fate, the weaver who created all the future of the Dark Elves."
Stephanie said faintly.
"I prayed to her since I was a child. As long as we keep loving her, respecting her, and believing in her original intentions, we can realize our wishes and bring the family to prosperity."
So …
The Mother of Spiders, Shang Dabeng, who used to be one of the core members of the Road of the Fire Sword, as the master who weaves and weaves fate, ended up with such a ridiculous fate. Stephanie didn't laugh out loud when she thought about it, but she also felt that it was quite dramatic.
Although she believed in the Mother of Spiders, she believed in fate even more.
The master of fate who fell into the web of fate, wasn't it also a sincere practice of fate?
Stephanie sat in a small and dim treehouse. Her delicate face had a pair of eyes with a dark purple light, and her silver curly hair draped over her back like a white cloak. Her pointed ears showed her identity as an elf, but her dark skin revealed the ominous night.
The Dark Elves had never been favored by the light.
Her gaze fell on this treehouse, which wasn't too big and looked more like a tavern. Although it wasn't big, there were more than a dozen people standing or sitting.
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And the young and beautiful Stephanie was the convener of this gathering.
All of these people were summoned by her to hold this meeting that would change the future of the Night Village.
Since Shang Dabeng died in the battle with Moonlight, the Night Village had become a place without gods.
Most of the fanatical believers of the Mother of Spiders had fallen apart because of this, and only some scattered members were still stubbornly looking for evidence that the master of fate hadn't died, or … new hope.
These remaining members weren't many, but they were still a powerful force, and they were led by Stephanie, the young "Daughter of Spiders."
They needed to find a new way out for the Dark Elves.
Stephanie, who had gathered this group of Dark Elves, did not immediately tell everyone what they should do in the future. Instead, like a young girl, she recalled the past Night Village that was ruled by the Mother of Spiders.
"Lady Stephanie —" A rather old man suddenly spoke. His voice was hoarse, his skin was dark, and his face was full of wrinkles, but he was extremely respectful to Stephanie, and his expression was sympathetic. "Although it is somewhat disrespectful to say this, the great Mother of Spiders has left, and we can't always dwell in the past."
Stephanie put down the wine glass in her hand. Her face was as sad as a young girl's, and there was no sign of mockery in her heart. "You're right, Little Dai. I really can't do that."
"Yes, you are now the leader of the Dark Elves. The future of the Dark Elves is in your hands," the old man called Little Deby said in a hoarse voice.
"Yes, even if the Mother of Spiders completely gave up on the Night Village, we can't give up on ourselves. To fight for a great future, we need to rely on our own hands."
Stephanie said in a rather imposing manner, her dark purple eyes scanning the room.
"Think of something happy. At least …" Stephanie said. "We don't have to work for the Road of the Fire Sword anymore, right?"
"But … the Mother of Spiders said …"
"If it's not for the Road of the Fire Sword, what should we do now?"
"Yes, without the Road of the Fire Sword to rely on, once the Central District discovers our actions …"
As soon as Stephanie's voice fell, the Dark Elves in the tavern discussed animatedly, worried about the future.
"Even the Mother of Spiders has passed away. What can the Road of the Fire Sword do? From now on, we can no longer be other people's pawns. Every step we take is for ourselves … "
Stephanie said in a low voice. "The Mother of Spiders' departure is the worst time for us, but it's also the best time."
"From now on, the right to use the road to the Lower City District that was previously dug for the Road of the Fire Sword completely belongs to us. The Dark Tree Merchant Guild can no longer order us around. Instead, they have to look at our faces. This is a great opportunity for us."
Stephanie raised her hand and smiled. Under the dim light, her purple eyes shone with ambition. "As long as we control all the resources in the Lower City District, we can completely replace the Truth Society and Rol Resources. Even the Central District is nothing to be afraid of. Do you understand? Now, the people who control all the extraordinary items and resources are us! "
Stephanie curled her lips into a smile.
The era when the resources in the Lower City District were controlled by Rol Resources and the Truth Society was about to pass.
With the Night Village as a stronghold, they could continuously export resources to the upper district of Nuo Jin. When the time came, they would be the blood vessels that transported blood.
The Dark Elves didn't expect such a grand blueprint. Hearing Stephanie's outline, they looked at each other and couldn't help but feel restless.
Stephanie continued with a smile. "Now, the only way to access and plunder the resources in the Lower City District is the road that we Dark Elves control. With the Dark Tree Merchant Guild's trade volume and connections, we can quickly establish a strong trade network. When the time comes, even the Central District will have to acknowledge us."
"But, even if we get the resources, it'll be difficult for us to sell them … First, we have to fight against the Central District. After all, the exploitation of Rol's resources is decided by the Central District. Without the great Mother of Spiders' backing, the Dark Tree Merchant Guild might not listen to them." One of the middle-aged Dark Elves said hesitantly. "Moreover, the Dark Tree Merchant Guild seems to be very unstable now, especially that Cherry …"
"You're right, so we have to have a reliable partner." Stephanie clapped her hands. The loud clapping echoed in the quiet bar.
A young middle-aged man in a suit and holding a staff walked out of the bar. With a confident smile, he raised his hand and gently lifted his hat slightly, taking it off to the Dark Elves in the bar.
"Everyone, I am Hoffman, the patriarch of the Sapir family of the Dark Tree Merchant Guild." He leaned on his staff and looked at the Dark Elves in front of him in a manner that was neither servile nor overbearing.
The relationship between the Dark Elves and the Dark Tree Merchant Guild was not as hostile as the outside world said. The cooperation between them was already very close.
The reason for showing hostility was just to hide it from the Central District.
Cherry was a mixed-blood of a human druid and a dark elf family. It was a close contact between dark elves and humans, a proof of cooperation, and a product of marriage. However, the result of this mixed-blood was out of their imagination. Gradually, it became a ticking time bomb.
At the same time, it also meant that the Dark Elves' previous partner was actually the Chapman family.
But now, it was the patriarch of the Sapir family who came to the Night Village.
"Master Deby, long time no see." Hoffman bowed slightly and sighed. "The last time I came to the Night Village, I was only 16 years old."
Deby's eyes were scrutinizing and vigilant, but there was a smile on his face. "Yes, long time no see."
Hoffman did not mind. He smiled and said, "Chapman's witch, Cherry. She's gradually turning the Dark Tree Merchant Guild into her paradise, trying to monopolize it. Also, she's from that bookstore and is very disgusted with Road of the Fire Sword. In other words, your cooperation with Chapman will probably fall apart soon. "
"That mixed-blood little thing …"
Stephanie put on a fake smile. "She's just a tool of the previous marriage. I didn't expect her to grow to this point."
"Her growth can't be separated from someone." Hoffman lowered his hat, casting a shadow on his face. He said, "That existence from Block 23."
The Elves in the tavern all fell into silence.
The moonlight that killed the Mother of Spiders came from Block 23.
"But it doesn't matter now."
Hoffman raised his head and curled his lips. He said, "According to the feedback of my intelligence personnel, that existence is no longer secretly helping Cherry. He has chosen someone else, and Cherry doesn't know it yet."
"The mood of a big shot changes quickly. Toys will be thrown away one day when they get tired of them. Without the bookstore owner, Cherry would be nothing more than duckweed. It would be too easy to get rid of her."
"That's right." Stephanie nodded and said meaningfully, "Hoffman, tell her for me that she has half the blood of the Dark Elves in her. After staying in the prosperity of the human world for so long, it's time for her to go back to her hometown, the Village of Darkness. Her mother misses her very much."
"Indeed, it's normal to go home to visit family."
The corners of Hoffman's mouth curled up as he picked up the wine glass beside him and raised it.
Stephanie also raised her wine glass lazily, closed one of her purple eyes, and looked at the Night Village outside the window through the glass with the other eye. The whole Night Village seemed to have fallen into red.
"It's a long journey. It's normal to have some accidents sometimes, isn't it?"
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