Surviving the Fourth Calamity

Chapter 1116 Tempus's whimsical idea

Hill nodded silently, clutching his head and thinking desperately, whether there are any flowers, plants and trees that he bought from the materials bought from Icewind Ten Town... When the Nether Scroll was in the Tower of Windsong, it was It was disguised as some kind of golden bush.

But that scroll is golden!
He was careful, he didn't keep anything golden!

"Liszt." Hill raised his head and said slowly, "Black metal fragments, brown wooden residues, first look for them."

"That's quite a lot." Liszt said cautiously, "There are a lot of battle remnants in Icewind Dale. Last time you brought a lot by yourself. Later, after we eliminated the orcs, the barbarian caravan also brought them over. A lot of food is exchanged, after all, it is estimated that you are the only one in Faerun Continent... for a little bit."

Hill covered his face with his hands, and said in a calm tone, "Look at the ones I brought back first. The things sold by others are a bit special no matter what.

Nothing... there is no special place, and I bought it, only my time..."

Liszt paused for a moment with the hand that was directing the puppet, and couldn't help but say, "Sir, when you buy something in the future, can you choose it?

If it wasn't all covered at that time, how could there be today's matter? "

"But those things don't add up to 1000 gold coins." Hill said helplessly, "How many hours do you want me to squat for such cheap things?

My time is worth more than that! "

"Stop looking at the fun for two days, any time is enough." Liszt muttered in a low voice, and the people and gods on the floating castle could hear it clearly.

Selûne said nonchalantly, "Sir is indeed a nobleman!"

Hill smiled with a confused face... and then realized that Selûne was talking about Liszt, especially like a standard noble butler... the kind who watched the little master grow up.

Although he doesn't object to his master's opinion, he likes to make his master understand his dissatisfaction by making insinuations.

In a way, it's not much different from a mother who has an opinion but doesn't want to take the initiative to say it, and has to make you understand what stupid things you did.

Martha soon came to the floating castle with a few puppets holding boxes.

After knowing what Hill was looking for from Liszt, Martha dutifully dug out even the broken wood that was used as a stepping stone in the warehouse.

As a tower spirit who is deeply bound to Hill, she certainly understands that Hill absolutely does not want to take away any artifacts belonging to Toril when she leaves.

This is different from those rare materials, which contain the power of Toril's law. Who can calculate the value?
Even Hill spent a lot of money and resources in Toril, and to a certain extent, provided many ordinary people with the capital to live... Merits are recognized by any world.

But the artifact that takes away a world is the Nether Scroll. Maybe it will be pulled back the moment it flies out of the Toril universe, and then it will be in debt!

It can be seen that Mystra has a part of the Nether scroll in her hand. Hei Tong and Azus have also revised some knowledge related to the magic net. All her voters have visited this part of the scroll.

It's just that for the magic voters, the Nether Scroll doesn't have that much effect.

Although Alastriol showed great interest in the Nether Scroll of Myth Dranno, it was because the archmage was already full of desire for knowledge, even if it was not very useful, she wanted to read it.

But it can be seen from the fact that the voters have never pursued the scrolls of Nether like those princes in the City of Shades, and the scrolls of Nether are not so useful to the magic net mages.

Otherwise, can the city of ghosts really compete with voters like Mystra who can fight against the incarnation of gods?

With that ability, they don't have to act so sneaky.

Neither Liszt nor Martha chose to leave quickly this time, but directed the puppets to work earnestly.

Hill leaned on the back of his chair and looked at the puppets busily sorting, feeling a little dazed for a moment... Did he actually buy so many things?

"Ah~ the red knight is out." Lansander suddenly called out.

Hill couldn't help but looked up. In front of the battlefield, directly opposite Inavo, was the female knight he had seen before, but her image had changed a lot... Wrapped in blood-red full-body plate armor, with long Long black braids cascaded behind her.

Her eyes twinkle, as legend has it, as changeable as star gems.

Riding a red phantom war horse twice the normal size, accompanied by a red war dog twice the normal size.

Ransander's wings flapped quickly: "Wait, that barbarian on the left rear of the Red Knight, the one with a bunch of beasts around him! That's Uthgard!

These two kids from Tempus came out right after the fight!

Tsk, these orcs are finished.

That's all for Uthgar, the Red Knight... If Tempus hadn't been confident enough, he wouldn't have sent his little daughter down to be killed. "

"There's a huge gap in the number of people...the total number of people who can participate in the defense in the ten towns of Icewind...isn't [-]?" Even Shar couldn't help being confused.

However, their doubts were quickly resolved.

Lynn rushed up suddenly: "Hill! Tempus is in Luskan! He went to the alchemy hall of the undead! He plans to hire the undead to protect Icewind Ten Town!

And willing to pay a shipping fee to Bailong! "

There was silence on the floating castle.

How should I put it... It's unexpected, but considering it's that Tempus, it's a little... ah, understandable.

Tempus didn't let the red knight come out to hire someone, but came forward by himself, which is quite normal.

In addition to letting the red knight make great achievements... Even if the undead are hired, as long as the commander is the red knight, the divine power of the goddess of strategy will also increase a lot.

In Toril, the gods related to war must use war to prove their strength.

As for the strategy... No matter how perfect the strategy is, in the ghost place of Toril, the damage may not be as harmful as the sudden outbreak of a strong man.

So even though everyone knows that Cyric is crazy, his divine power is getting stronger and stronger.

After even the mighty Goddess of Magic was assassinated by the Prince of Lies, even in the very safe territory of Aglaia, even though he knew that the appearance of Cyric would only bring terror, Hill had heard that someone was Before going out to hunt, he would mutter that he wished he had the power of Cyric.

Toril people, always so realistic.

Waterdeep City also got the news very quickly.

After all, whether William is willing to accept this task may still need to be considered...but 'Snow Cloud Peak' must return to the hidden town immediately.

When the undead shouted about this matter loudly, the people below who were still fighting and watching the excitement of Bingfeng Ten Town suddenly fell silent.

Having fought against Tempus for so many years, Garagos, who had become used to the usual "vigor and vitality" of the God of War, was the first to react.

He roared and turned his head to look at the pink clouds: "You guys! Are you going to help Tempus?"

"Knights! Shield Wall" 'Snow Cloud Peak' shouted in time, allowing the knights to barely catch a rapidly spinning sword ball thrown by Garagos.

However, the 'difficult wind' rushing to the forefront can only return to the city automatically.

'Xueyunfeng' added some BUFFs to himself, and quickly stood among the swordsmen.

He tilted his head and asked the 'Old Sanda King': "The two families will be handed over to you first.

No matter what William decides, I'll go back and take another look. "

"Wait! Leonard, don't make a move yet!" Xue Laogou said quickly, "Let him send me back first!"

Before the next sword ball flew in, the mage in white was still carefully instructing: "It doesn't matter if Edna wants to go to Icewind Dale, anyway, there are so many white dragons here!
But don't take Cyric's people there!

That Manx!Definitely don't bring... her... rub! "

"So, what's a mage who doesn't increase his resistance to live for?" the 'Old Sanda King' said calmly, looking at Xue Laogou who was directly killed after adding a row of buffs.

Then she turned and asked, "Edna, do you want to go to Icewind Dale?"

Edna stared fixedly at the giant screen: "The princes of ghosts standing there are heading for the scroll of Nether, right?
Maybe I should really take a look. "

De Weiss frowned. It's not that he didn't want to see it, but the Manx mentioned by 'Xue Yunfeng' made him a little worried... How could he not look for that one who only has the third ring?
Especially, if the undead are dispatched, the attack on Bingfeng Ten Town can basically be declared a failure!

They are indeed very interested in the return of that Mystra, but they only intend to watch and follow, and they don't want to set off together.

Just meet the goddess of magic and leave a good impression... It will be easier to communicate with the magic net in the future.

But he is not as ambitious as Kelben!
The more he thought about it, the more worried De Weiss couldn't help but said: "Azuth said that the Nether Scroll has little to do with the magic net mage. There are actually some copies in Mystra, but it's useless for ordinary people to read. Voters It must also be seen with the help of the gods.

Even Elminster couldn't finish reading the Nether Scroll before anything happened. "

Edna raised her chin slightly, and Mansk showed a slight smile as she watched the expression change rapidly: "A set of 50 pages, after reading a page, you will be promoted to a higher level, but this is a dream.

If you read them all, you are either a god or a lunatic. Elminster's mental resistance is indeed very strong, but the scrolls of Nether... Only gods who are very proficient in magic can read them all.

Mystra did have it, and she revised it, but that was only knowledge related to the magic net.

The set that the ghost mages are looking for is different,
Davis, I'm different from you, I don't just learn magic net spells.

Besides, I already have eight rings!
There is nothing wrong with seeing more of the world outside the magic net.

You can not, but you can't.

Ah, even if Mystra reopens the magic net, I might go outside Toril, right?

I am not a voter. "

(End of this chapter)