The Heavens: Hogwarts Transfer Students

Ellahim House.

When the adventure team teleported back, they saw a messy scene inside and outside the house. A team of Flame Fist mercenaries were directing nearby residents and traders to put out the fire. People poured buckets of well water on the burning walls and quickly put out the fire.

Seeing that the fire was extinguished, the Flame Fist mercenaries reported proudly to their sergeant major, saying that they had defeated the killer who attacked the citizens and successfully extinguished the fire, preventing more citizens' lives and property from being threatened.

The people around could not help but complain softly.

"These lazy idiots didn't help at all. It was all up to the Iron Guards and this family to defeat the invaders."

"That's right, they didn't even mention a bucket of water, and they had the nerve to say they put out the fire themselves."

"Flame Fist is just like the current commander Gotash, they are all just showy."

"Shh, you don't want to die. This is a topic that cannot be discussed!"

Jaheira hurriedly pushed through the crowd and called the children's names. House Erathim was attacked by the Assassins of Baal, and most of Orin's shapeshifters took part in the battle. There were corpses lying on the street, and there were several damaged Iron Guards. She really couldn't imagine that her children might be among these corpses.

Just as nervous as Jaheira is Shadowheart, because her recently rescued parents are guests at Ellahim House.

Fortunately, the two young men, Leon and Jodi, fought bravely, and the Iron Guard sent by Constantine came to their aid in time. No one was killed, but the combatants were seriously injured.

"Hey, dear mother, we're all right. We just need a little rest. It would be best to find a priest or a doctor."

Jodi covered the large wound in his abdomen, pressing down on the slippery intestines to prevent them from coming out. His originally green cheeks were now like a wilted purple eggplant.

Shadow Heart stepped forward, "The priest is here."

After the battle in the Mansion of Mourn, this double priest who served both Selune and Shar received great praise from the Moon Maiden. Selune's favor for Shadowheart increased with time, and she herself had a deep love for light, darkness, and He also has a deeper understanding of good and evil, and can now cast 6-ring divine spells.

She cast the 2nd level divine spell [Healing Mantra], uttered sacred mantras, and poured positive energy into Jodi and Leon, and the terrible scars on their bodies healed quickly.

Linde was outside the house, chanting the wizard's incantation, and used his old skill of "repairing things as before" to restore the damaged streets and buildings.

However, the damaged Iron Guard is hopeless, and the effect of repairing it to its original state cannot be used on constructed creatures.

The crowd of onlookers dispersed. To everyone, a small scene like a mere street attack was just a daily routine in Baldur's Gate, a city with simple folk customs. It was not worth making a fuss about.

Ying Xin's mother, Mrs. Emmeline Saint-Ye, stood in the living room and said awkwardly: "I'm sorry, Xiaozhen and her friends, the food is not ready yet."

Gale raised his eyebrows, "I think Ying Xin still retains a sixth-level spell slot. To be honest, I'm really, really curious about the taste of the Heroes' Banquet."

Ying Xin was speechless, "Are you sure you want to spend a thousand gold coins for a meal?"

Hero's Feast is a famous 6-ring divine spell that can create a sumptuous meal, and diners can also obtain several considerable buffs. In Northern Europe, it is a meal standard that only the Hall of Valor can enjoy. The consumables for this spell are a gem-encrusted bowl worth 1,000 gold coins.

Gale blinked and ran into the kitchen very sensibly. He was the number one cook in the adventure team.

Any big meal takes time to prepare, and the hungry adventurer can chew all the food that can fit into his mouth, regardless of his cooking skills, and let Gale serve whatever he has.

Not long after the simple lunch started, there was a brisk and loud knock on the door outside the house.

The visitor is Enver Gortash, a chosen one of Bane, the god of tyranny, and the owner of the last Netherite.

Ordinary people would either be frightened or flattered if they were visited by Commander Flame Fist. Only the people in this room looked at Gotash in a weird way, as if they were looking at a roast duck delivered to their door - they were greedy.

Because of his self-awareness, Gotash certainly did not dare to go into the wolf den alone. This was a massive public visit, and every soldier in the guard was equipped with a musket.

In addition to the guards, he also brought two staff members from "Baldur's Mouth" with him.

"Oh, look, isn't this my good friend Linde? As soon as I heard about your contribution to the city, I couldn't wait to come to congratulate you."

The always cold and playful expression on Gotash's face was covered by a clever warm attitude, and the greetings he made sounded so pleasant to the ears.

Lind put down his knife and fork, raised his napkin and wiped his lips without haste, and asked with a smile: "Your Excellency, the Duke, is busy with things. If you have anything to say, you might as well just say it."

"Don't worry." Gotash smiled, "Look, this is Ettaward Needle, the editor-in-chief of Baldur's Mouth, and this is Miss Lance, the newspaper reporter."

"Are you going to let your own mouthpiece report our deeds? It's too late for this flattery. Mr. Gotash, what age are we in now? Who still reads traditional paper media? The most popular information media in the city is Lingbo Radio .”

Linde's tone of voice was still straightforward, like a bright sword and a gun.

Gotash's smile did not change, but the vain and exaggerated newspaper editor beside him was already livid.

The Duke raised his hand to stop the editor's refutation, and said softly: "I will know it as soon as that stupid murderer Orin is dead. You have eliminated the Baal cult entrenched in Baldur's Gate. It is a great achievement. It is worthy of being published in the newspaper. The headlines on the front page let every citizen know.

"Miss Lance, please take note. The adventurers who got rid of the Baal Cult returned and the house was on fire. The heroic Flame Fist mercenaries and the Iron Guards belonging to Gotash defeated the remnants of the cult and once again protected the city. Peace."

Karak showed a disgusted expression, "You really give yourself a lot of gold, don't you?"

Gotash ignored the woman, as if he knew nothing about his misdeeds of betraying Karak. A good politician always forgets wrongs done to others so that he can do them again in the future.

Linde stood up and suddenly cast a spell to appear in front of Gotash. The corner of his eye twitched and his body leaned back slightly, obviously startled.

"Duke Gotash, it's time to complete our deal. Bring your Netherstone and let's go deal with the Supreme God."

All the adventurous adventurers stood up and vaguely surrounded the big shot of Baldur's Gate.

Will glared at each other: "Also, hand over my father!"

"No, don't be so anxious." There was a slight sweat on Gotash's forehead, "Now is not the best time to implement the plan."

He waved his hand and asked his subordinates to take the newspaper staff away, and then nodded to Linde.

"Let's go over the plan. Although you must be familiar with it, don't forget that once you regain control of the mastermind, I, the chosen one of the God of Tyranny, will become the ruler - at least on the surface, because you can go underground It’s up to you, ruler.”

"You want to be the Duke of Gao." Lind hit the nail on the head.

"Yes, as long as I become Duke Gao, I can justifiably plant mind flayer tadpoles - cute little things - on the whole city. But now, my path is blocked."

"Who cut off your path?"

"Belina Steme, that old woman, brandished two small pistols and competed with me on the Zonggui Council."

"Then the Duke means to deal with her?"

"No, I just need you to continue to cooperate. After all, a group of gun-wielding Iron Guards and Flame Fist mercenaries are enough to ensure Baldur's Gate's victory in the war, and I will also win a great victory in the election. "

Linde smiled, "Then I won't send you far away. The next time we meet, maybe it will be at your coronation ceremony as Duke Gao."

Gotash laughed heartily, patted Lind's arm, and with an expression of "You really know how to talk," he turned around and led the team out. (End of chapter)