Survive the Fourth Natural Disaster

Facing the two ladies who were dawdling and struggling with who would move first, Gendilari, who had been looking around curiously, laughed happily: "You can finish your fingerprints earlier, and then go to the sea to fight .

The sun is shining and the scenery is just right.

There are millions of viewers, ah, if you play well enough, tens of millions will be fine~

Don't look at the undead who have gone a lot, in order to see through such...ah...beautiful pretty girls fight, even if they have already arrived in Calimshan, they will fly back in an instant. "

Iltmara stood up enchantingly, and floated straight to the high platform where Thorne was sitting. Although she looked at the serious knight, everyone knew who the totally rude words were aimed at: "Heh~ It seems that although you have been together in the same city for hundreds of years, you don't have any friendship~

It's true, when the dawn came, Yinyue had already fallen into a deep sleep.

It's really the best thing to see each other across Waterdeep City, right? "

A pun, both sides ridiculed together, really deserves to be the voter who has followed Shar the longest.

Nanezze straightened up with a dignified manner, her high heels stepped on the marble floor in an imposing rhythm, with a vague smile on her face, she slowly said, "Heh ~ Silver Star is never afraid of the dark .

Selûne will always guide our steps in the dark night and bring all those who believe in her good heart to a new dawn. "

Gendilari raised his eyebrows, and took Nanezze's words with a smile: "Dawn has been pursuing a more perfect change since ancient times, and of course every day is a brand new dawn."

Then he glanced at the sneering Iltmara, and tilted his head slightly: "Of course, the Dawn Proclamationist is not afraid of any challenge."

Thorne frowned and slapped the table heavily: "You guys are too free, you can fight here for days and nights after the matter is over!

There are still a lot of things to do on our Aglaia side!

Hurry up and press your fingerprints!

Edna, you take this memo first and let those two black dragons make paw prints, don't they just dare not get together with this group of people in one book!

Tsk, you can make the black dragon prefer not to have money, you guys are really lethal! "

"When you talk, don't you pay attention to the Aglaia political officer sitting there?" Gendilari turned to look at Thorne in surprise, "It sounds like you are busier than him?"

Lynn smiled at Edna who came up from behind and the Tempus voter who followed quietly, got up and followed the little girl, and walked to the table with them.

Seeing Edna walking towards the corner while flipping through the contract, Lynn glanced at Gendilary who had dragged him into chaos, and casually smiled: "Our lord has always recognized the knights of justice. His professional ethics has always treated them the same as the city guards.

The northern affairs of the Temple of Tire are basically sent to Aglaia for handling. Thorne has to deal with those troublesome things and arrange the daily patrol tasks of the Silver Shield. He is indeed very busy.

As for me... I'm usually not very busy. After all, Tarling Martha is usually responsible for managing daily affairs, and I will be asked to make decisions only in emergencies.

If I'm not here, Martha can go directly to Hill to deal with it~

If Hill is also in trouble, then I definitely have nothing to do.

But fortunately, Hill can ask Shar, Selûne, and Lansander who happened to be guests in the floating castle to help, right? "

The three voters, who were immersed in the atmosphere of verbal confrontation, fell silent for a moment. In the hall, only Edna's footsteps were coming and going... Those two black dragons who were determined not to come out from hiding in the corner could not even look at them. I pressed the paw print without looking.

Thorne organized all the materials and put them on the large obsidian table. He looked at the space-time artifact flying beside him with curiosity... The undead **** specially chose this kind of material that few people choose. Is it true that while considering the cost, the hard stone table also hopes that the people who take pictures of the table will wake up when they see the table... and make sure that their hands will not be broken so easily before taking pictures?

Otherwise, the undead have a lot of alloys that are much stronger than obsidian, and the price is not much more expensive, but most Toril people may not be able to recognize them.

Especially, those two ladies who may be more concerned with natural metals and gemstones.

After thinking for a while, Edna followed Lynn lightly. There was no need for her to continue to emphasize her presence at this time.

Lynn looked at her with misty eyes, then took the initiative to walk forward, and was the first to read the document... If the voters of Shar and Selûne compete for the first place, it will be endless!

Anyway, as Hill's publicly acknowledged friend, he, Lynn, was the first to read it, and the first to sign and stamp it. Even Nanezé and Iltmara couldn't find fault with it!

After all, he was the last one to come up, and he had already given them enough time to react, and it was these few who would rather have a verbal fight first.

Even if he does have some free time, there is no need to waste this time watching the two women compare from hair strands to soles of feet.

Edna, on the other hand, really impressed him after getting in touch with her... If the former one had half of Edna's heart and reason, their singers wouldn't have to sigh all the time.

At this point, there is actually no need to worry about anything... just make sure that the provisions are all discussed by them two days ago.

But the electors of Tyre are still the electors of the knights of justice, and it is absolutely impossible to do things that violate Tyre's priesthood, so even the confirmation is just a formality.

Otherwise, the Chosen of Shar and Selûne would not put all their energy on each other.

Lynn and Edna didn't intend to be troublesome, and both quickly completed their tasks...not only signed their own names, but also stamped their respective cities' stamps.

The mithril elf patriarch Kececily cared deeply about the future heir he identified, for fear that she would run out of money and goods during the journey... Encountering danger and solving danger is of course the meaning of experience, but starving and freezing is not.

At least not in the eyes of this elf.

So she had already handed over the seal of the city lord of the hidden town to Edna.

This thing is basically an unimpeded guarantee in Faerun Continent... When you have no money, you can find a large amount of money from any temple related to the city of Aglaia.

Anyway, even if Edna doesn't have enough money, ah... Even if they hide in the small town and don't have any money for the time being, don't they still have the great lord!

Who in Faerun Continent would think that Hill couldn't pay back the money? This is the person who killed Woking head-on! On burning money!

Although Edna knew what her elf teacher was thinking, she never thought of doing it... especially after awakening her memory, it was even more impossible to do that, even though she was sometimes quite emotional.

But Kececily's caring attitude is quite appropriate at this time, and Edna doesn't even need to ask for a courier.

After they finished their work swiftly, Thorne pulled the notebook and stamped the badge of the Knights of Justice without hesitation.

Lev froze for a moment, his eyes flicked across the two ladies over there, he was startled, he quickly threw himself on the table, and signed his name neatly without even looking at it.

It doesn't matter if the name of Tempus appeared before Lansander. Although the Lord of Dawn is a force, he still has a broad mind.

However, let Lansander enjoy the marks before or between Shar and Selûne!

It doesn't matter if it has to appear before the name of one of the twins, anyway, the two goddesses will only stare at the mark of Ransander between them!

Gendilary didn't react at first, but the anxious Lev made him a little vigilant: the voters of Tempus have always been the same as their main god: they seem thick, but they are actually as careful as hair.

Then he understood what the other party was anxious about.

But this kind of thing, Tempus feared like a tiger, how could Lansander be afraid?

He can't wait!

So Gendilari looked at Yiltmara and Nanezze who were stalemate on the side with a smile on his face: "Are you planning to sign together? Or let me stop in the middle?

Hey~ No matter how it is arranged, it is... very interesting! "

Iltmara sneered: "Please sign the silver archbishop first! We, the Temple of the Ancient Night, of course stay at the end.

My lord has no opinion on who to put in the middle. "

Gendilary tilted his head curiously~www.readwn.com~Nanezze frowned slightly, then sneered twice, walked to the table and looked through it carefully, then slightly bent his knees, stamped and signed.

After signing, Gendilary stood by the table curiously and refused to leave. He wanted to know why Iltmara was so reasonable.

Then he puffed his mouth, feeling a little stupid... The Space-Time Artifact is the last one!

After everyone signed, the thick document on the table quickly turned into light... Black, red, blue, silver, and secret silver, plus rose-colored light were entangled together, and finally wrapped in a net, becoming I read a dark golden book with a simple style but full of mystery.

"Huh?" Lev said in surprise, "How did the magic net get involved?"

"Well... that's the business of the gods." Thorne replied without blinking.

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