The Heavens: Hogwarts Transfer Students

"Let's go, we have to break into the dragon's den and the tiger's den." Linde looked around at his companions. They had different emotions, some were happy, and some were resistant, but no one showed any signs of flinching.

This adventure team still needs more work to get to the point where they can work together as one, but everyone in the team is very good, and when used well, they are a boost.

Whether Linde did it intentionally or unintentionally, he had taken over the leader's banner. If he wanted these elite adventurers to obey his command, he needed to be careful enough.

After passing through the heavy wooden door, we came to the interior of the Broken Sanctuary. When the goblin warrior on duty saw the drow disguised by Shadow Heart, he immediately nodded and bowed and said, "You are here to see Mrs. Minsala, right? Please come in quickly!"

Shadow Xin raised her eyebrows and asked, "This is my first time here. Which leaders in the camp are worth meeting?"

The goblin warrior blinked, thinking this was a strange question, but still answered respectfully: "In addition to Minsala, there are two distinguished true souls. The priestess Gath is branding the guys in the hall. Go inside, all the way to the inner hall, where Boss Ragzlin is."

Linde asked: "Where are the prisoners?"

"I don't know, it's probably in prison. This matter is not my business." The goblin didn't have a good face towards people of the non-drow race.

Shadow Xin raised her eyebrows, "You'd better show some respect to my companions, they are all true souls."

"Of course! Of course!" the goblin cowered out of the way.

Asdalen enjoys this feeling of deception, "If you asked me what life in Baldur's Gate taught me, then I would say that a high status is worth more than your efforts. And to obtain such a status , sometimes all it takes is sweet words.”

"It sounds like you were up to no good in Baldur's Gate," Lind said.

"Me? Ah, I'm a noble prosecutor, really. I've just seen too many similar liars."

No one paid much attention to Asdalen's words. No matter what kind of person he was in the past, he only has one identity now, and that is the person infected by the mind flayer tadpole.

"Time is limited, friends, take action." Linde took the lead and broke into the sanctuary.

The hall was lit with brazier torches, and the flames were blazing. A group of goblin warriors lined up in front of the throne. They were excited and excited, and accepted the brand of the Supreme God one by one. An old female goblin grabbed a soldering iron rod from the charcoal basin, Just press it hard on the goblin's cheek.

Chi——

A burst of horrifying white smoke erupted when the skin and flesh came into contact with the hot iron. However, the paradox is that even a creature like the goblin, which has weak willpower and cries when it is poked, faced such a cruel iron, instead of screaming, it actually Shouted with great joy.

When the priestess Gath put away the iron, the emblem of the Supreme God on the goblin's face glowed bright yellow like fire, gradually dimming and disappearing under the skin, but the facial skin was unscathed.

Jath noticed this group of outsiders, and the fluctuations of the mind flayer tadpoles were the best proof of identity. Lind went into her memory and saw the figure of a human man whispering instructions to Jath.

This man is one of the chosen people of the Supreme God.

In fact, the three leaders in the goblin camp each represent the power of one elect.

Gath represents Gotash, the electorate of Bane, the god of tyranny, the goblin boss Ragzlin represents Catheric Thom, the electorate of Melkor, the god of the dead, and Dolmin Sara represents Orin, the murderer. Chosen people of the god Baal.

"The first one in front of us is to hold her down first. Raizel, you and Asdalen talk to her together. It's best to lead her to a remote place."

"Understood." The Yankee girl nodded, then grabbed Asdalen's arm, and the two of them went to flirt with the priestess.

After a few words, the priestess Gath invited them to her private room for a detailed discussion. The Yankee girl turned around and gave everyone a thumbs up, which meant that everything went well.

"Okay, let's split the troops into two groups. Karak and Gale, you go find their boss Ragzlin. I'll go find Minsala. Shadow Heart, you and Will go to the prison and try to rescue him. Druid."

Everyone took the order and immediately divided into three groups.

"Lind." Gale warned before leaving, "If you act alone, be careful."

"Don't set a flag for me, it's very unlucky."

…

When Linde found Minsala, the white-haired and purple-skinned female drow was busy scolding her incompetent subordinates.

Minsala threatened a goblin officer with a gloomy face, "I've almost had enough of your incompetence. Your search team has disappeared so far, and half of the invaders have escaped from your soldiers. Find them immediately." Shelter, otherwise I will make you lose something every hour, your tongue, your hands and feet, your eyes..."

The goblin officer could only tremble when faced with an angry female drow.

"Why are you so angry?" Linde appeared at this time.

Mingsala followed the sound, and the moment her eyes met with Lind's, the mind flayers in each other's minds began to tremble.

A spiritual link was established between the two.

Drow's mental tentacles wandered through Linde's memory like a poisonous snake's letter. What she saw were the years when this man practiced medicine in Waterdeep City and studied the magic contract.

What Lind saw was the long period of time when Minsara swore an oath of revenge and carried out killings in the name of the goddess Lolth in the city of Menzoberranzan in the Underdark - this evil-doing female drow was actually a paladin. .

"A true soul person, very good. Since you are here, you must obey me, obey my orders, and go hunting with me."

"You are not surprised by my appearance, but I am surprised by your existence. Minsara... Baenre? This family is quite famous. You abandoned your belief in the Spider Goddess Lolth and turned to the Supreme God. You are a A Paladin who has sworn revenge."

"My past is not important. If you want to know me, there will be plenty of time after the hunting is over. I am willing to have fun with you in the ruins, as long as you can satisfy my appetite." Mingsala is capable and cold. She is a woman with an astonishing appearance, and her sharp eyebrows are reflected in her razor-sharp look.

"I know your hunting target. If you will answer me a few questions, then I will tell you their coordinates."

Mingsala's face darkened. She couldn't hear any respect from Linde's tone, only a sense of judgment that was about to come.

The goblin officer on the side saw that the situation was not good and ran away, fearing that the invisible confrontation between the two paladins would crush him.

"Interesting. Are you here to test my loyalty on behalf of the Supreme God?" The female drow used her racial talent for political acumen and regarded Lind as a test from the top of the religious order.

"No, I'm just curious. How did you feel when you killed innocent people? Although there is no taboo in the oath of revenge, how did you convince yourself that you were complicit in evil?"

"Evil? A joke, what is good? What is evil? Those who block the will of the goddess are evil, and those who serve the goddess are good."

"It seems to be a matter of stance. Alas, Paladin, the spine between the two edges of good and evil can actually be fooled."

"What else do you want to say?"

"It's nothing. Come on, let me point you to the destination." Linde walked forward with a smile and gently put his arm around his shoulders.