"Thud!"
A fall from three stories wasn't enough to seriously injure someone, but the jolt broke his concentration on [Invisibility Spell]. As the optical effect coating him faded, the spy's relatively short figure came into view—
Compared with the elves they had encountered along the way, he was neither tall nor short, fat nor thin, handsome nor ugly. If not for his gray-black skin and silver-gray hair, it would have been difficult to find anything distinctive about him.
From a racist perspective, he was as mediocre as a human.
"A human-Drow hybrid? Those are pretty rare."
Tang blinked, feeling that the half-elf before him was rather unfortunate. He had inherited neither the Drow's beauty nor humanity's skin color—
Which meant he couldn't escape this place and enjoy a more peaceful life on the surface.
And as a male half-Drow with an impure bloodline,
His standing in society was plain to see.
Even male Drow probably cheered at the sight of him. At last, someone had been born with a status lower than theirs.
A mongrel anyone but a slave could spit on:
"Who are you? Why were you clinging to the window of our residence?" If Tang wanted to fit into Drow culture, he ought to have displayed a vicious attitude now. But he had other plans, so his tone was only mildly irritated.
"A robber, a thief, or a vagrant? Do you know whose residence this is? This house was granted to us by the Spider Silk Matron Mother, the highest priestess of Lightless City—you are trespassing on the Spider Silk Family's territory. Just wait until you're flayed and your corpse is left atop the Spider Academy's tower!"
Whether there was a problem or not, slapping an accusation on someone first made the conversation easier.
Sure enough, at Tang's