Survive the Fourth Natural Disaster

Urrant, who was looking forward to it, didn't notice at all that the four mages who were supposed to be on duty at this sentry... a pair of scroll mages and a pair of scroll scholars were looking at each other.

After confirming that the other party had received the warning, they chose a decent retreat... and gave up this small space to the titular leader.

However, before leaving, a mage specially summoned a beautiful armchair for him... So Urrant was quite happy to leave with their knowledge.

Mirimu, who was chatting with 'Nanfeng', suddenly froze for a moment, she stood up suddenly, stretched her neck and listened... The 30-meter-long body suddenly unfolded, causing 'Nanfeng' sitting nearby I couldn't help but stand up and take a few steps back.

Although this ghost dragon's body is illusory, the aura of the giant dragon is really amazing!

"What's going on with that group of Ogmar believers?" Mirimu asked in surprise, "Who can scare them so much that they want to run away?

Wait a minute, the followers of Mystra are also rioting, but they seem to have a little bit of disagreement, unlike the scholars in Ogma, who all want to run...

Hmm... Prophecy Mage, seems to want to stay... It seems that Urland's position among them is quite stable... It seems not, none of them plan to talk to Urland at the door, they are discussing by themselves What should I do.

Sure enough, at a critical time, the boat with two feet is the easiest to overturn!

The quarrel is really fierce!

When I was attacked by the Karin Shan people last time, there were not as many people who wanted to escape this time!

What are they arguing about? A group of crazy women with what... are coming... Still talking, Urrant wants to make Candlekeep... become the next... Waterdeep?

The guest who arrived yesterday? Have exact information?

What is this? "

"Ah..." 'Nanfeng' said with a bit of embarrassment, "The guest guessed that it was Erathrow and the sisters.

Would you like to run away... I guess it's because there will be a few female mages with Mystra's soul fragments going to Candle Keep... One is eight years old from Halua, and there are five or six young adults from Que Senta. "

Mirimu stiffened, and he looked down at him hesitantly for a long time: "Mystra, can you still talk about groups?"

"Ah! Who knows?" 'Nanfeng' said confidently, "We are not from Toril, how can we know how many gods you have here?"

"I've lived for thousands of years, and I've been dead for almost a thousand years, I don't know..." The ghost dragon's voice was full of ethereal and sad despair, "In the past, Toril, there were enough things, those who lived and died were separated from each other. His lover, those heroes who turned the tide, and a few more goddesses who like to look back and smile, and once spring breeze, can kill countless unfortunate people.

I... have had several chances to escape this unfortunate fate before, because the protagonists of these inexplicable fates failed!

This time...meeting you, I thought I finally had a chance...Although I can no longer see the sun shining brightly, at least I can once again sleep under the silver moonlight with the stars above my head.

How come... encounter this **** fate again! "

"Well, I don't think you need to worry so much. Although this group of people brings a lot of trouble everywhere, but...how to say, they will definitely not rise to such a high level." 'Nanfeng' thought, the Is the **** named AO enough of the romantic dog-blood dramas and the passionate hero dramas, so I summed up the plot of the undead world, and specially staged a scene with many protagonists and supporting roles and multiple perspectives. Light comedy.

The cannon fodder was caught all at once, but instead the common people were spared.

If this is the case in the future, the Toril people probably won't be on the road of fate, just close their eyes and wait for death.

Until now, isn't the only city where ordinary people are unlucky together, Neverwinter?

How many real civilians are there in that city!

When the Knights of Justice were forced to leave, all ordinary people with a little conscience moved out with their families... Even if they couldn't enter Aglaia, Luskan and the others could easily join, and there was a huge shortage of manpower there.

After 'Difficult Wind' explained the recent events to Mirimu, who was about to stare his huge eyeballs out of his sockets, he concluded with a certain degree of certainty: "With them around, it would have been very easy for accidents to happen. The person in charge very much wants to be the protagonist of the road of destiny, and we all feel that it is a good thing to have a destiny like Waterdeep."

"What is left of Waterdeep City?" Mirimu asked curiously.

"The major temples and the Black Staff Pagoda are still there!" 'Nanfeng' answered plausibly.

"Ah..." Mirimu thought for a while before saying, "It doesn't have to be as perfect as Waterdeep City."

'Difficult Wind' nodded in agreement: "Candle Castle is such a small place, how could there be any exceptions, right?

Anyway, when the time comes, we will try to run with that coffin? "

Mirimu was stunned for a moment... She originally thought that she could at least be freed forever... But, can this be the case?

But...isn't her mission to protect Candlekeep?

If the coffin board is not in Candle Castle... Is it possible for me, who is bound to the coffin, to escape some preconditions?

At least you can follow and leave!

"By the way, ghosts have their own obsessions. Is your obsession with Candlecastle or a book?" 'Nanfeng' glanced at his tablet and couldn't help raising his head to ask.

"I... think about it." Mirimu pondered for a while before saying, "I'm quite happy to think that Candle Keep exploded.

But when the book was destroyed, I had a kind of anger radiating from my heart.

Ah... If I go out and try my best, you'll just let me die.

Anyway, with that coffin there, I can still be resurrected.

I just took the opportunity to take a good night's sleep... I haven't enjoyed sleep for nearly a thousand years. "

"Then... it's okay to have a library for you to guard?" 'Difficult Wind' asked with his head sideways, "Although our idea of ​​building a Nyxe scroll library has gone bankrupt, but if Candle Keep is gone, our Little Edna should rebuild the largest library in Toril in the hidden town.

Are you willing to be the guard there? "

"Is it also a castle?" Mirimu asked reluctantly.

"Ah... There is a hidden forest there. The open space is not that big. The elves will not just cut down trees to build a city." 'Difficult Wind' said with a smile, "We should ask our lord of Aglaia to help build a city. Floating Castle.

At that time, it should be no problem to build a gimbal for you that can also appear during the day.

Shirke, the mayor of the other two cities, helped build very beautiful residences!

When Edna takes over as the hidden town, he should also do something. "

"Is Lord Aglaia actually a master architect?" Ghost Dragon asked in surprise, "Ah, but I can understand why he is so rich!

Toril's master architect basically has a lot of part-time art and design jobs, and it's really very profitable!

Just like those believers and priests in Lansendel... If the Lord of Dawn was not too troublesome, I don't know how many giant dragons would be willing to guard the temple for them! "

"Ah! I'm sorry, I digress." Miremu, who found that his thoughts had diverged to a strange place, shook his head vigorously, "Dragon, even a dead dragon, as long as money is mentioned, this is easy to appear. I'm really sorry for this situation... But there's nothing I can do about it, I can't change it.

If that's the case, I'd love to!

Even if you die, you can die with a smile~"

She showed a very happy smile and said sincerely, "Let me fight with this happy mood!

If I fail, I can only ask you to let me die completely... It is also a kind of happiness to have a beautiful dream that I will never wake up from. "

'Nan Feng' smiled: "Don't worry, we asked someone to ask, as long as you take the coffin out of Candle Keep, someone will be able to help remove your magic.

However, ghosts must have a reliance. Do you like crystals? Or a metal ball? "

Mirimu said with a look of longing: "The more valuable the better... Ah, it would be better if it still had some silver light."

'Difficult Wind' lowered her head and pondered for a while before she realized that although it was called Yinlong, Mirimu definitely didn't want the place where she lived to be just a small silver ball... But she was too embarrassed to say, give me a mithril ball. !

He sighed silently. As an ancient silver dragon, Mirimu's reaction was a bit too simple... It seems that it was really because he had been disappointed so many times that he didn't even dare to ask for a little more.

If it was Tustin, he would dare to ask for such a request as the fine gold ball. If it's a big deal, let's slowly negotiate for a lower price!

He scratched on the tablet for a while before saying, "We can provide you with a mithril ball with a radius of five centimeters. There are also some fine diamonds inlaid on it, can you?"

Mirimu, who had lost his treasure for thousands of years, opened his eyes in surprise: "Mithril?"

She sincerely let out a long sigh: "Bahamut is above! I will!"

"How do you feel when you see other women say these three words to your husband?" 'Old Sanda King' asked with a smile, standing beside her, flipping through a copy of "Leo Meng's Cabin Vacation Guide" Flip over 'inch strands'.

Edna, who was also flipping through a copy of "Summoning Barrier and You", couldn't help laughing along.

The books they choose are not precious, they can take them and leave the magic room, but they can only be viewed within 10 meters of this room. The only benefit is that they can talk... Of course, the main reason is that Sanda King wants to read the tablet.

In fact, she doesn't pursue much intelligence. If it is strength, she may be more active.

"What can I say?" 'Cunlu' said indifferently, "Besides, it's not surprising, anyway, even the boar said it."

The corner of the 'Old Sanda King' couldn't help but twitch, the suicidal attack of 'Cunlu' is always ruthless and effective.

Edna said with a look of fascination: "A big library that belongs to me completely, it makes me happy to think about it!"

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