The most significant advantage is that the first family often is the most favored family of the Dark Elf goddess—the Spider God Queen. Any Dark Elf attempting to attack them must consider the powerful priestly lineup of the first family. Under the protection of the Spider God Queen, their family always has the greatest possibility of producing high-ranking priests. On the Anriel Continent, where Magic Power is extremely scarce, Priests become the most important spellcasters, an indispensable force.
The number of Priests a family possesses represents the strength of that family, forming the core of its combat power. At the top of this priestly hierarchy is the Matron.
There is always only one Matron, and she has no sisters—those who were her sisters before she became Matron are erased from the family’s history. According to the logic of the Dark Elves—"what is unseen does not exist"—those individuals never lived. Only the strongest, most excellent, most intelligent, most favored by the gods, and luckiest female Drow can assume the role of Matron.
In the history of Ratris City, the Berni family, where Lynch currently resides, has had the fewest changes of Matron. Their Matron has always been the most powerful presence in Ratris City, thereby ensuring they never lost their title as the first family. Despite the long history of battles, no other Dark Elf has been powerful enough to compel the Matron of the Berni family to take action personally.
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And now, this legendary figure sits before Lynch.
Lynch gave a slight nod to the Matron of the Berni family as a gesture of greeting.
Zilvra stood behind her Matron, looking at Lynch with a blank expression. As an albino Drow, she was considered an outcast from birth, and especially in front of her Matron, she did not dare to show any sign of defiance. She always had to appear loyal and humble.
Although Lynch decided to become an adviser to this family, it was merely a necessary means to enter the Black Crystal Tower, not his goal. Across the continent, Mages are always a group revered by all. They possess the most powerful and obscure knowledge of the world, and he would never follow Zilvra’s suggestion to make a servile display—it would only prove his own ineptitude.
The Matron only glanced at Lynch a few times, observing how this Mage differed from other Dark Elf Mages she had seen. Male Dark Elves learn respect and obedience to Dark Elf females through education of whips and punishment after birth, yet this Mage dared to display a sense of pride and confidence before her, which made the Matron very displeased.
"Are you Lynch? What is your purpose for coming to the Underdark, Mage?"
"I am merely one seeking answers, mighty Dark Elf Matron," Lynch replied in the calmest tone, "I wish to study the Dark Elf magic and see what differences exist."
As for searching for the Prophetic God Staff or the locations of several arcane scrolls on the surface, Lynch was not foolish enough to tell the Matron.
"Very good. Where there is desire, there is motivation." The Matron’s eyes narrowed even tighter, as if she focused all her attention on the Mage, "Now that you have become the adviser Mage of the Dark Elf first family, you must offer your services. And soon, your opportunity will come..."
Having said this, the Matron waited for the Mage’s response, observing the changes on his face.
But Lynch merely shifted the position of the Magic Wand in his hand to stand more comfortably, without answering.
"Don’t you want to contribute to the family?" The Matron feigned great anger, "I tell you, in front of me, Matron Baltana, no one dares to display the kind of indifference you did! In Ratris City, I represent the will of the Spider Goddess, I represent power! You just said you wanted to offer service, yet you show no sign at all. Are you trying to fool me?"
"In your presence, I am merely a humble Mage. Just instruct me what to do, and why should I bother guessing your intentions?" Lynch looked at the Black Elf Matron ignited by anger, secretly laughing in his heart. How could such a degree of probing not be within his consideration?