The Swordsman of Faerûn

Anadol didn't associate this sudden but disappearing feeling with William and the others. He only thought that his sincerity had won God's favor.

After all, since the fall of the goddess (the news of the fall of the goddess of magic was conveyed by Mystra to all those who were in contact with the magic net before her death), Anadol has been devoutly praying to the goddess, praying for the goddess to be reborn, and praying for the magic The net takes care of itself again.

Anadol, who had lost his strength, had never prayed to the goddess of magic so diligently and devoutly in his life like in recent months.

Because the first truth that all believers of gods get after establishing contact with gods is:

——If one day you lose the favor of a god, don’t be discouraged, don’t give up, continue to believe in that god more devoutly, praise that god, serve that god, and that god will respond to you and bless you.

If God doesn’t respond to you, don’t doubt it, it’s just that your faith is not pious enough.

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Therefore, Anadol would only think that the magic net's temporary response was because of his devout belief that moved the goddess, rather than any external interference.It is impossible for him, who is already close to a fanatic of the goddess, to think that way, because that represents blasphemy and doubts about the gods.

Anadol squatted alone in his bedroom praying and praising the goddess all night, but he didn't even pray. Only his muddled mind and bloodshot eyes proved that he was not lazy.

The almost insane priest of the goddess of magic even believed that it was the appearance of those outsiders that interfered with the goddess' favor for him.

The priest, who was not so clear-headed, staggered and pushed open the door of his room, and came to the hall of the temple.

At this time, William and most of the guards had already gone outside for morning exercises, and only the three little girls stayed in the temple to rest. The long journey had exhausted the children's physical strength, and they desperately needed a period of rest to recover.

What's more, Miluna's self-care ability is still relatively poor, and she needs two little friends to take care of her, so the three little girls stayed in the hall of Mystra Temple, playing and playing by themselves.

Speaking of which, the three children have been by William's side most of the time, influenced by his precepts and deeds, and have developed a habit of looking down on the gods, and have little respect for everything related to the gods.

So, when Anadol came to the hall of the temple, he found three little guys doing something extremely profane in his opinion, facing the statue of the goddess.

It was a two-person statue of a goddess carved from the finest marble, wearing a soft velvet silk robe, wearing a jeweled hair crown, holding a magic scroll made of gold, standing barefoot on a high platform carved from the same marble. seat.

At this moment, the three little girls, Misha'er, climbed onto the shoulders of the statue, trying to pick off the jewels from the goddess' hair crown.Sailuer was struggling to drag the golden scroll held by the goddess, her little face flushed red.

Only Xiaomi Luna, who has the purest mind at this time, is not moved by foreign objects. She holds a small hammer for cracking nuts, and points at the crystal clear toes of the goddess statue, carefully Beating, smashing that perfect artwork into pieces bit by bit.

Anadol only felt a nameless fire rising from the soles of his feet, rushing all the way straight to the sky, and the messy hair on the top of his head stood on end.

He suddenly shouted and roared, "Stop! You little demons who blaspheme the goddess! Get out of front of the statue of the goddess!"

After finishing speaking, Anadol stared at the cannibalistic blood red eyes, and strode towards the three of them.

The three little guys were taken aback by Anador's yell, Misha'er was in a trance, but she slipped and fell directly from the shoulders of the goddess, but her excellent balance and responsiveness Let her just press the waist of the goddess statue, and the whole person will turn over and fall to the ground to stand still.

On the contrary, because of being too close to the golden scroll, Sailuer was so frightened that she let go of the goddess's waist and fell directly from the waist of the goddess. A small buttock fell on the marble base, and tears flowed out of pain.

Still, only the honest child, Miluna, was the least frightened. She was so frightened that the little hammer tilted, but smashed the goddess' little toe that was about to be hammered for the last time.

Miluna turned her head and looked at Anadol who was rushing forward with a smirk on her face, but she hid the small hammer behind her buttocks, just like a child who just did something bad and was caught by her parents.

oh!She was just a child.

Misha'er was the smartest, she stepped forward and dragged up the little Sailuer who was squatting on the ground and weeping, and at the same time shouted to Miluna: "Mina, run! The villain is here to catch us!"

By the way, Mina is Misha's affectionate abbreviation for Miluna, and has nothing to do with the midnight mage.

Anadol didn't show mercy at all because the other party was three children. He vowed that when these blasphemers were caught, he would make them understand what God's Wrath of Punishment is!

It's a pity that the three little girls were as nimble as hopping little squirrels, and they easily escaped from the rushing Anadol, and even Misha'er had time to kick back in the pastor's knee, Let this guy who was dazzled by anger hit his head on the base of the goddess statue, his brain was buzzing.

Anadol got up from the ground, feeling his forehead was wet, he wiped it casually, and actually touched the blood on his hand, and then he felt his head was in a daze, he knew it was a sign of near death.

Anadol had felt this kind of feeling before. It was when he fought monsters and was bitten through the skull by the last man-eating wolf. It was the same feeling at that time. He, Anador had returned to the underworld as early as ten years ago.

At this moment, Anadol didn't even have time to think about it. He subconsciously used the divine spell [cure fatal injury] on himself, accompanied by a soft holy light, but saw the egg-sized wound bubbling blood on the priest's forehead immediately. Bleeding was stopped and healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Even though the radiance of the divine art had disappeared, and the wound on his forehead was only a slightly fair mark, Anador still hadn't woken up from the confusion, not only the dizziness caused by his own blood loss, but also the gift from the goddess of grace.

At this time, Anadol has completely confirmed the connection with the magic net. At this time, he was ecstatic, and he just wanted to know why he moved the god.

This is important, as is the case with any cleric who serves the gods.

Only when you figure out what is right can you serve God better.

But before Anadol figured it out, an inexplicable sense of emptiness hit his heart, and the goddess or the magic net abandoned him again.

The mental exhaustion and physical weakness made the pastor almost unable to think. He returned to his bedroom with some difficulty, and then passed out after his eyes darkened.

It was a pleasant day, not only was the weather outside sunny and warm, but the annoying priest of the temple did not hang around in front of William and the others. But no one cared about William.

Children, how can they grow up healthily and happily without being beaten a few times? !

The three little guys didn't say anything about their sabotage. They were bold and held some grudges at the same time (mainly because Sai Luer kept yelling that their ass hurt), and they felt that they were a little bit disadvantaged when they were frightened by the bad guy Anadol. But there are some thoughts of revenge in my heart.

When William took a certain female companion to go out to play in the wild at night—for food (the [-]-word description of the experience of the two heavens of ice and fire is omitted here), the three little girls sneaked out of the bed.

They came to the goddess statue again, and continued to destroy the holy object according to the division of labor during the day.

As the sound of Miluna's small hammer hitting the stone statue echoed in the temple at night, almost everyone was awakened.

Anadol naturally woke up, this time he didn't rush out angrily like in the daytime, but crouched behind the door, peeking out from the crack of the door.

It's those three little girls again!

The pastor sneaked out from the window of the bedroom. Like a lame thief, he stumbled all the way close to the goddess statue.

Then that familiar feeling found him again.

Praise the great goddess!Your glory has once again shrouded your loyal servants!

Anadol made preparations in advance this time, and he quickly blessed himself with a series of protective and auxiliary spells.

【Increase resistance】!

【Endure the hurt】!

【Pious Shield】!

【The Elegance of a Cat】!

【Bear's Patience】!

It feels so good to use spells!

Anadol shouted triumphantly: "It's you three brats again! This time you don't want to escape from me!"

Then the pastor rushed forward, and after a few shrill screams, the three little girls ran away laughing and laughing.

Anadol struggled to get up from the ground, with a few small red footprints on his face, he couldn't help cursing: "What a bunch of scary little monsters!"

If the spell hadn't been prepared in advance, this time the loyal priest of the goddess of magic would have suffered another tragic injury.

The three children ran away, and Anador found himself beaten back to his original shape again, and the favor of the goddess disappeared again.

At this time, the pastor was very sure that his renewed favor had a lot to do with preventing the three children from destroying the statue of the goddess, and his stop would only be meaningful if those little things had already desecrated the statue of the goddess.

If not, Anador squatted in front of the statue of the goddess for a whole night, how could it have no effect at all!

Once things have an outline, it will be easy to handle.

Let's say that William and a certain ice and snow prophet exchanged experiences outside in the middle of the night, and they had a good taste of that.After returning with some unfinished thoughts, I realized that my little things had caused unforgivable damage to other people's temples.

Of course, this was a reminder from a guard who didn't like to make small reports. She was just worried that children's ignorance and reckless behavior would lead to unwarranted conflicts and hatred.

Although some didn't like Anadol very much, William found Anadol the next morning and sincerely apologized.

Unexpectedly, the priest of the temple who had been ignoring him not only did not respond with anger, but received William with excessive enthusiasm.

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Although William was somewhat puzzled by Anadol's abnormal attitude, he felt that there was nothing false about the words and deeds of this strange pastor, and it seemed that he really didn't care about the excessive pranks of the little ones.

Therefore, William was also very happy, and sincerely said to the pastor: "Thank you very much for your tolerance and generosity, Mr. Anadol. Please rest assured, I promise that this kind of thing will never happen again in the future!"

"Don't take this kind of thing to heart, Your Excellency William. It is the nature of children to like to play, please don't criticize them too much!" Anadol felt like a kind old grandma, releasing endless emotions to her heart's content bona fide.

It's just that the more polite Anador was, the more William felt sorry for him. He gritted his teeth and said, "Mr. Pastor, I will definitely discipline the children severely! If those little guys still dare to make trouble, I will beat them to death myself." Their little asses!"

Ok!

Anadol suddenly felt very tired. He didn't expect that the more careless he was, the more dishonest the man in front of him would be.

Why did I ask you to control those three little devils... Ah no!Is it a little angel? !I want you to leave it alone!If those three little things don't destroy the icon, how can I get back the favor of the goddess!

you!You are preventing people from becoming enlightened, and you are going to be struck by lightning!

Of course, Anadol couldn't say such fairy-like words, but the thoughts in his heart were very similar.

In the end, Anadol finally couldn't bear it anymore, and said directly: "Your Excellency William, please don't stop those three children's pranks, that is very important to me."

William didn't react for a while, and asked subconsciously, "What do you mean by that?"

Anadol said with a little confidence: "I...I hope that the children can continue to play the same pranks as the previous two times."

William was stunned for a moment, and then asked, "Mr. Pastor, you haven't drunk too much, have you?"

Anadol was a little confused, so he said: "Of course not. I haven't touched a drop of alcohol for several months! How could I drink too much!"

William said with some displeasure: "You didn't drink too much, what nonsense are you talking about! Don't you understand what a crime it is to destroy a god's icon?! What kind of thoughts are you hiding? Could it be that you have plans for Misha'er and the others? "

Anadol waved his hands again and again: "No! I don't have any intentions, I just want to ask them for help!"

William sneered and said: "Pastor, I'm afraid you don't even believe what you said! Forget it! I don't want to delve into the weirdness of it. Since you and I have little in common, we should be the same. I will take people away Temple, so as not to cause inconvenience to Your Excellency!"

Anadol was dumbfounded!

He couldn't understand how William could be so angry and decisive. Isn't this going to cut off his three wolves? !

Seeing that William was about to leave with a wave of his sleeves, Anadol couldn't bear it any longer. He threw himself on the ground and hugged William's thigh.

If William didn't want to, no one could hug his thigh.It's just that a big man in Anadol fell to the ground and cried loudly, which really made his scalp tingle.

What's the matter? !

Is there any courtesy, justice, shame and sophistication!

William wanted to leave, but seeing Anadol crying without dignity, he really couldn't move forward.Besides, he was also curious about what those three little girls did to make this man look like this.

Out of curiosity, he couldn't help but stepped forward and asked, "Mr. Pastor, may I know why you want three children to do such a thing?"

Seeing William's return, Anadol was overjoyed at once. Hearing his question, all kinds of grievances and sourness came to his heart, and he couldn't help crying: "Mr. Wei...Mr. William! My heart is bitter!"

William's heart was a little grumpy, what the hell does it have to do with me if you are suffering in your heart!But in front of such an old man who was on the verge of collapse, he couldn't speak so directly and frankly.

So William asked perfunctorily, "I don't know what sorrow is in Mr. Pastor's heart? It will make me happy if you say it... ah... sympathize."

Anadol didn't seem to notice the sarcasm in William's words, and he talked about the various fears, hesitation, horror, emptiness, etc. he faced after the fall of the goddess of magic, Mystra, and the disconnection of the magic net. A series of negative psychological activities, he feels that the whole world has abandoned him, making him feel like a child who suddenly lost his parents, feeling that he is deep in the most hopeless abyss every day.

William is not a confidant big sister, nor can she empathize with a goddess believer with such a fragile heart. At most, she can only shed tears of sympathy, the kind that cannot be seen.

It wasn't until Anadol babbled and dumped the grievances and sorrows in his heart that he could get to the point.He said:

"Since the goddess abandoned her humble servant, I have not bathed in the favor of God for four months and seventeen days. Yesterday, three little girls from your family were playing in the main hall of the temple, slightly desecrating the statue of the goddess. At that time, I happened to meet him, and I was so angry that I wanted to step forward to stop the pranks of the little girls."

The pastor was not stupid, he didn't dare to say that he was rushing to hurt people and punish crimes, and he also described the blasphemy of Misha'er and others as a prank in a spring and autumn style, so as to dispel William's scruples.

I just heard him go on to say: "I just never thought that the three little girls are very agile and quick. I made a rough move, and when I lost my mind, I bumped my head in front of the throne of the statue of the goddess, leaving a scar the size of a cup on my forehead." A blood hole in his mouth, he was about to bleed to death.

Just when I lost all hope, I suddenly sensed the power of the goddess again, and then healed the wound with the art of divine grace. "

William said in his heart, even a clumsy guy like you wants to fight with three little girls. If this can give you an advantage, wouldn't I use all the training of the little guys in the past two years for dogs? body.

Speaking of this martial art, it is difficult to practice and difficult to practice, easy to learn and easy to learn, just like certain situations described in some martial arts novels written by William in his previous life.

In the world of martial arts, some people work hard to improve their internal strength, and they may not be able to become a master after 50 to [-] years.However, some people are carefully cultivated by resident experts and famous teachers. They instill skills to dredge the muscles and meridians every day, and they also have various powerful medicines and precious medicines to nourish Qi and nourish the foundation. They can achieve small success in only three to five years. So he beat the old seniors to the bum, and the purpose was to make people envious and jealous.

The difference is also related to the national martial arts.Others practice boxing and martial arts, they have played various routines thousands of times, and their muscles and bones have been tempered for three to five years, and they are still a role like a street gangster.

And William, a super master, teaches his apprentices, almost every now and then, he uses his energy and blood to refresh the muscles and bones of a few little girls, penetrate the skin and flesh, and feed them a variety of tonic diets. Practicing martial arts for a month is even better than others who practice for a year. Also effective.

Even if it was only a year or two, the few little ones who were trained by William already had considerable strength, and Misha among them was a top-notch existence even in the ordinary elite adventurer team.

This is where the benefits of a true master teacher lie.

Although William was somewhat puzzled by Anador's statement, he did not doubt it. After all, the story of the goddess rescuing dying believers was very marketable in Faerun, and almost every few years it would be shown in different places in different places. way to play out once or twice.

He pretended to be puzzled and asked: "Since Mr. Pastor has found the favor of the goddess, why bother to ask my three girls to continue to desecrate the statue of the goddess. Isn't it disrespectful to the goddess?"

Anadol wept and said: "Your Excellency, I don't know. The blessing I got only lasted for a while and then lost again. It didn't last long. Thanks to the pranks of the three little girls in the evening, I only got it again when I came forward to stop it." God's blessing, after all, can't last long.

Mr. William, I really can't bear the days of loneliness and no gods around me. Every day seems to be tortured and punished in the abyss and purgatory.I only wish to ask the little girl in your family to help me, as long as I have a breath of God's blessing every day, I will be satisfied. "

At this moment, William has already understood what Anadol's so-called God's blessing is all about. The fart's goddess' favor is actually just Miluna's subconscious opening of the magic net authority, which makes this guy a little bit cheap.

It is the believers of Mystra, the goddess of magic, who will misunderstand this situation, because Ms. Mystra usually rewards her followers mostly from the rewards of the authority of the magic net, such as adding more spell slots, solidifying a common spell As spell-like abilities and so on.

But William can't tell the truth, not to mention that Miluna's identity is a huge secret. It is not a big deal that the magic net is normal in the past. Now that the magic net is disconnected, all spellcasters in the world Worrying and resenting him, if this kind of inside information is exposed, and there are not too many crazy guys, then his family will really become the target of all spellcasters.