Survive the Fourth Natural Disaster

In the past two years in Toril, Hill has always had a lot of doubts in his mind, but here, he couldn't find anyone to solve the puzzles.

He knows that many plots will happen, but the three words ‘why’ have been lingering in his heart.

Although the Fate Slab is a good excuse, some things are fine as long as the ending is similar, and even Hill can think of many ways to circumvent some things in the middle.

There are only dozens or even hundreds of words on the fate slab, and the gods of Toril will never be willing to be just puppets.

This is not the story he has seen in the past, the game background, since it is a real existence, there must be a reason for many things.

Even if it looks stupid, there must be some special reason.

What puzzled him most was: "I really don't understand, why did Kelben dare to do this? Why is he so sure that Mystra will give him a hand?

I have listened to many versions, it seems that the fate slate only confirmed his death.

However, for the resurrection, what needs to be seen is Mystra's mood, what if?

What if Mystra felt that the silver fire was not enough to make her pay that much?

Moreover, why is Mystra's style of doing things so rough? What is she in a hurry? "

"The advisor of the goddess of magic has always been the patron saint of the mage, Azus.

But Azus is very dissatisfied that the current Mistral must insist on being in the good camp.

He felt that Mistra's **** was sitting too crooked, which would make many wizards of neutral and even evil camps have doubts about the origin of magic and the magic web.

This is very harmful to the magic net.

Therefore, Azus has been very opposed to some of Mystra's actions and prevented some of her actions.

Mistral's own thinking was very imperfect, and she couldn't understand what the mage of the neutral camp thought, let alone the evil camp.

Because of these things, she has been warned by AO many times.

Mystra wanted to find a subordinate **** who completely obeyed her, but could understand those complicated things, rather than a subordinate **** like Azus who ignored her and ignored her.

Although the method of the black rod has offended many people, she found it understandable.

In other words, in her stupid head, the understanding of the neutral camp is like Kelben's.

Azus must be very angry now, it is estimated that the kingdom of God does not want to leave.

In fact, his relationship with the former goddess of magic can be regarded as a lover.

Therefore, he kind of regards the new Mistral as his inexperienced daughter who is facing a heavy and complicated job, and he must mentor her so that she can perform his duties best.

However, others didn't think so. Her vision of Kelben was a bit too obvious at this time.

Hehe, she still thinks of herself as the midnight mage of the past, not Mystra. "

Corellon also liked Hill's own fruit wine, and smiled while drinking to explain Hill's confusion.

Hill froze for a long time before reacting. No wonder, since this year, the **** of the mage, who has been working hard to communicate the relationship between the mage, warlock, wizard and the goddess of magic, has remained silent and never intervened in Mystra's affairs. .

No matter how powerful the electorate is, what they can do is far from the gods and demigods.

In fact, there is nothing wrong with Mistral's idea. Cultivating one's own contacts is a method that every superior will choose.

But compared to her slow but effective inheritance of the position of the goddess of magic, she was a bit too impatient for some of the ways of dealing with the priesthood.

Maybe it was because she was surrounded by nostalgia for the existence of her predecessor Mistral, which made her unbearable?

Just like if the Archmage Ilminster, who lives in the Valley of Shadows, was willing to help her, she would not be so embarrassed for many things, but that one would never show up for her.

If she chose to stay silent for her loyalty to the first goddess of magic, Mistre, but for her predecessor, Ilminster did not help much.

It can only be said that she has not yet received the approval of these voters, except for the ambitious Kelben who wants to become a god.

The Seven Sisters of Alasdro seemed to only obey the divine will, but did not take the initiative to do anything for the magic goddess.

Hill nodded and finally understood why the midnight of the mage was suddenly so stupid.

Even the good camp will not give up the power in their hands.

Corellon raised his head and glanced: "AO has come to me, I have to concentrate on dealing with him, this guy has always been treacherous.

You can prepare for the arrival of the undead, which is certainly no problem.

The main gods of dwarves and dwarves will also help me.

The Destiny Slate is too biased towards humans.

They are actually a bit unwilling.

Lovely Hill, thank you for everything you do for the elf, it makes me do things more calmly. "

He suddenly smiled like Chunhua: "The days of the elves really need a lot of changes, don't they?

What I cherish is their lives, not the power they hold. "

Although he said he was a king, but his constantly putting away food and drinks completely made Hill unable to find any sense of respect.

Watching Corellon disappear in front of him like a whirlwind, Hill slowly sat down.

He needs to calm down.

"Sir, Mr. Lynn is here." Liszt asked, "Do you have enough sense to talk to him now? Moreover, he just wanted to make a floating plate, but found that the floating plate failed.

I didn't get a response to the call, and Martha didn't know what happened.

Mr. Lynn was a little anxious, he ran up the first time he found that the floating plate was available again. "

Hill held his chin and said sadly: "The undead is coming in seven days. How long can I keep a secret? Ask him to come in!

He should have something urgent to call me. "

"Hill." Lynn, who walked in quickly, looked at Hill, who was not very emotional, sitting at the desk, "What happened?"

"Corylon came just now." Hill said flatly. "He wants to tell me something first."

Lynn was stiff.

He looked at his friend with unbelievable eyes.

Although knowing that Hill's identity must be quite high, Lynn was still a little unbelievable to be able to communicate directly with Corellon in this way.

Corey Ronco hadn't responded to the elf's call for a long time.

Hill was silent for a few minutes, and still spoke with difficulty under Lynn's gaze: "I have a little Corylon blood, so it's okay to have a relationship with him.

But don't ask me where I came from. Those things, even Corylon, probably don't want to say. "

He speeded up his speech and started talking about serious things directly: "Is there anything wrong with you when you came to see me? You speak first! Then I will arrange other things.

Don't stand! sit down! Just now Corellon was sitting on the sofa next to you, and you just can feel it. "

Lynn rolled his eyes silently, walked around the sofa where Corellon had been sitting, and sat on the chair beside him: "Hill, I am different from you. I am still in awe of the gods.

You don't need to explain, you don't show any fear, but it's me, the moment Corylon appeared, I had to kneel on one knee.

I have heard that the elves in the High Forest have always been closely related to the father of the elves, but I was born in Yongju Island, where the rules are relatively strict. "

Hill blinked: "The elves of the High Forest will chat with other worlds and gossip about Corylon's fun."

Lynn looked indifferent: "So Yongju Island is about to die! They use their own minds to speculate on the gods, and it is normal to be abandoned.

Forget it, let's not mention that group of disappointed guys.

I came here to tell you that in Mis Zhuonuo, we still have two teams. They are lucky. Except for my cousins, they are rare teams without any victims.

They stayed there to protect the ordinary elves fighting alongside the Crusaders and some of the remains waiting for relatives and friends to find.

Before leaving there, Oster had sent a list of the dead to the major cities, hoping that his relatives would pick them up.

If there is no news within half a month, I will probably have to use the magic ship again.

Outside of the Crusaders’ cemetery, we will create another resting place for them. "

There was a bit of bitterness on Lynn's face: "Originally we planned to bury them in Mis Zhuonuo, but since we can return to the embrace of the elves and gods here, we must bring them back.

Hill, the last time so many elves died, it was during the disaster of dawn ~www.readwn.com~ Although some of the wars that followed were cruel, the elves were only wounded and retreated, but not so many died. "

Hill nodded: "Take care of these things! Lynn.

Don't be too sad. For many elves, death is not too cruel. "

Lynn's face was indifferent: "If it weren't for the blessing of the gods, Hill, it would be cruel. The High Forest welcomes every elves to return, but even Ulster cannot guarantee that he can walk in safely.

In Yongju Island, it is reasonable to say that anyone can go in, but many elves will not choose to go, rather the soul will never find refuge, and will not go back.

If I died outside, I would not go back.

In fact, the main thing I came up with was to thank you. If it weren't for helping me, you wouldn't need to participate in many things.

but……"

"It has nothing to do with Corylon, Lynn, I just want to help you." Hill said flatly, "Corylon is good for everything, but too much love, leaving a lot of trouble, I don't think I will be his offspring. what is the benefit."

Lynn glanced at Hill hesitantly, wondering what was thinking of him.

"Don't think about it." Hill sighed, "You will soon know what's going on. The original world of Aglaia and I, Trashir, has a group of very interesting adventurers in another world.

Many of Toril's gods have also dealt with them, but that was in other worlds.

This time, Corellon intends to bring them to Toril, who will come to Aglaia in seven days. "