In a way, Rorschach was already regretting his decision to take Molly as a hostage.
"… You really won't send my nude photos to a third-rate gossip magazine …"
Wild elf Molly surrendered quite decisively, especially since Roland actually used the legendary shameless nude photos to threaten her … although she didn't see any cameras.
"I'm just the editor-in-chief of a third-rate tabloid. If you don't shut up, everything you're worried about will become reality! "
Rorschach was only casually replying, but Molly instantly blushed and couldn't even speak clearly.
"You … don't do anything rash! I'm only 78 years old this year, and I'm still underage. Nude photos and deck railings are too high-level for me. What did you want me to say!? You sexual harassment elf!? "
You're blaming me? Rorschach had an innocent expression.
Rorschach was already certain that although the dirtiest part of all was a human's brain, these pure elves in the legends had plenty of experience and loved to ask around, so it would be strange if they were pure.
"… Don't tell me you want to start right now. As expected, you're a domineering CEO type who forcefully kidnaps weak girls … This is my first time. Can we do it in a romantic place? I know that there's a balcony on the third floor where you can see the moon … "
Girl, it would seem that you've read quite a few random novels, but I really don't have such intentions.
"… Although I can't see your face clearly, your figure and silhouette are quite nice. You're just a little lacking compared to the handsome Prince Charming Jack. Oh, right, Big Brother Jack is really, really handsome. It's just that he has a bad temper. He doesn't feel like chatting anymore …"
Although Rorschach didn't know who Brother Jack was, he was sure that he was annoyed by Molly. Perhaps if it weren't for the fact that you were his colleague, he would have taken out a sword and cut you up … At the very least, Rorschach really wanted to.
"You're so tall. I've never heard of such a tall pure-blooded elf. Are you also a wild elf? Are you a mixed elf? "
Yep, elven experts say that I'm from Azeroth, and that I'm a mixed blood elf and night elf. See, what a perfect explanation.
"Sister, can you be quiet …?"
"You want me, Molly Dora, to be quiet?! How could you be so cruel! Also, I'm not Big Sister. I'm definitely younger than you. Call me Little Sister Dora. By the way, how old are you this year? Wild Elves usually have a shorter growth cycle. I'm guessing you're not even 150 yet … "
This was one of the reasons why Rorschach regretted his decision. Picking a non-combatant hostage would not only allow him to obtain first-line intelligence, but he could also be used as a meat shield if necessary. It should be a very reasonable choice.
This was also the backup plan in the plan, provided that they encountered non-combatants.
However, picking this person who had been nagging the entire time meant that he had really drawn the worst lot.
Especially with his dirty jokes and 18R's, he described Rorschach as a hungry beast. At the same time, Lori and Su Nanna despised Rorschach.
However, Rorschach couldn't bear to give up on the top-grade hostage in front of him.
Molly Dora. Wild Elf Magical Mechanic. Wild Elf with mixed blood of four elves. 78 years old this year. Expected to reach adulthood at 134 years old. Likes sweets and hates spicy food. Wears black lace underwear and doesn't wear a bra. Cough, it seemed that Rorschach had also been led astray by her.
Molly was a Magical Mechanic. Her specialty was the daily maintenance of magical armors and battleships. However, Rorschach only needed to ask a few questions to know that this fellow was a treasure.
"Battle spirit doll? Even though the silver elves have always treated it as a treasure, you can't possibly not give me the blueprint since you asked me to help you fix it. Hmph, even if they hid half of it and modified it, I still restored the production technology completely. I can handle the mechanical parts myself. As for the mysticism part, I'll need the help of a heroic spirit summoner or a necromancer. "
This was an outsider engineer who had stolen the technology of the silver elves. However, with her loose tongue, the entire crew of the battleship would probably know that she had stolen the technology. If there were no accidents, she could forget about leaving the silver elves' battleship for the rest of her life.
Maintaining a battleship meant understanding the structure of the battleship. After asking a few more questions, she clearly explained the location of the mezzanine and the secret room.
Moreover, Molly didn't only have the authority of the Descended Ones on this ship. She also had the authority of the Commanding Ones, which was necessary for a doll repairer. Those low-grade and mid-grade battle spirit dolls could be ignored. She didn't even need to go into stealth.
Weak combat power, important value, and almost no resistance. However, Rorschach was still very dissatisfied.
"Be serious! We are in the middle of infiltration! I haven't stopped talking from start to finish. How can you be a hostage like this? "
"Hmph, isn't this my first time? Don't worry, I'm very smart. My neighbors have always said that I'm smart. I learn everything super fast. I'll definitely do better next time. "
Next time? Do you intend to continue being a hostage next time and continue to improve on the path of being a hostage?
Five minutes ago, this wild elf had been startled at first, but she actually became more and more excited. She had been chattering nonstop the entire time.
Even though Rorschach was only reacting passively, he had learned quite a bit of common knowledge about silver elf society.
For example, although the Elven Empire was currently one of the Northlands Mist Alliance's allied countries, they were actually trying to become independent every year. But in the end, it was still the powerful moon elves and silver elves who were the ones causing trouble. The moon elves and silver elves always felt like they weren't taken seriously.
For example, the Elven Empire's internal structure was also quite chaotic. Basically, every species still lived their own lives. However, the silver elves and moon elves were still so stubborn. Only the silver elves and moon elves still treated the hierarchy of Superior Elves, normal elves, and mixed-blood wild elves as treasures.
For example, Molly herself was about one-third a fallen elf, one-third a snow elf, one-third a gray elf, and one-third a Superior Elf.
For example, everyone actually didn't discriminate against mixed-blood wild elves anymore. However, the silver elves still looked down on other elves. The only reason she was working on this ship was because the silver elf War God had given her excellent rewards.
Faith? How could anyone become an artisan if they had faith? Even if they had faith, they would have long since given it all to the great artisan Olivia, the Mother of Magic.
Molly's tiny mouth wouldn't stop talking at all. Meanwhile, Rorschach's attention was attracted by the information on his system interface.
Maria had already completed her mission and retreated unscathed. His teacher had also successfully taken over the lifeboat on the lower level. Su Nanna had taken a fancy to one of the newest heavy magic armor models and was planning to kidnap the pilot as well.
Rorschach's lack of attention and the wild elves' constant chattering made it so that he didn't notice a flash of slyness in the eyes of this elf intellectual who was old enough to be his great-grandmother.
"The engine room is just around the corner. There's a spiral staircase leading up to the engine room, and you'll be able to see the warehouse."
Rorschach checked the map and confirmed that it was indeed the correct location. Only then did he relax.
But just to be safe, he still chose to enter his camouflage spell's stealth mode.
Molly turned the corner, and Rorschach followed her. However, he was suddenly startled by the sudden lowering of a steel bar.
Then, he saw Molly run away. A security room was right in front of him!
Molly had lied, or perhaps she had "forgotten" to tell him that there was a high-level archmage on duty in the engine room.
"Uncle Marcus! Save me! There's an intruder … Eh? Where's Uncle? "
There wasn't a single person in the security room. This obviously wasn't right. Molly instantly relaxed when she saw a familiar face walking over from the engine room.
"So it's Big Brother Jack who's here to help Uncle. Eh? Big Brother, what are you doing with the Goblin Mercury Bomb? That's an extremely dangerous item. Ah! Who's so heartless as to put so much trash on the engine room …? "
If Molly still hadn't reacted to this situation, the headless corpse wearing a gorgeous mage robe lying on the ground was even more refreshing than Big Brother Jack's strange smile.
"… Today is my lucky day! Wild elves, I've tolerated you for far too long! "
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