The huge sun peacock was almost so excited that his paws lifted off the ground. He flapped his wings and spoke quickly: "Does he recognize it or not?
Is it because Jay is jealous when he meets Manx, or is he angry after finding out that both of them are fake?
Edna...did he recognize her?
Ouch~ I really want to know!"
"Who doesn't want to?" Shar answered abruptly, and then quickly fell into silence again... Although she had been watching the fun, this was the first time she showed her impatient mood.
"Didn't Jergal lock him up?" Selune was not in the mood to discuss whether Shar also liked to gossip... Such trivial matters could be discussed later. She was rocking back and forth on her crescent moon lounge chair.
He leaned forward to exchange information with the other two, "I remember that after entering the Crystal Tower, it would be difficult to get news from outside, right?"
Shar waved her hand, and the black gauze covering her dissipated: "Deepwater City, because there are many dead people, there is always a Knights of the Solemnity, which belongs to the Death Order.
Moreover, the undead natural disasters that occurred in the past few years also attracted several of his exclusive priests, but they are not used to appearing in front of people, so not many people know about it.
Those Final Ferryers should have built a demigod-level bone altar... That thing can summon the heroic knights dedicated to Kelanvor when encountering big events.
Kelemvork has never hidden his concern for Mystra.
A Manx who looked exactly like Midnight was enough for the Heroic Knight to jump out without accepting any sacrifices.
These heroic spirits are equivalent to Kelemvor's eyes. Not to mention the crystal spire, he can know what is happening even if he is squatting on the Wall of the Unbelievers!"
Lansendre stamped his feet and said, "Why are you so focused on this?
Who cares how he knows!
What matters is what kind of cognition he has!"
"Then who knows? We are not Mystra!" Selune retorted happily, "It doesn't matter which one it is!
What is really important is that Kelanwo, who has always known nothing, finally appears!
Tsk, tsk, with that guy’s stupid temperament, it must be a lot of fun.”
"Alas..." Lansander suddenly sighed, "It's a pity that Kelanvor and I have no friendship, otherwise I would definitely go to the Styx to have a look now."
He is quite self-aware... If he dares to enter the River Styx now, he will definitely be chased and beaten by the crazed Kelemvor... After all, everyone guessed that the Lord of the Dawn went there to have fun.
Hill silently turned his head and glanced at the three powerful gods who were very anxious. He couldn't help but look up at the sky... It didn't matter that he couldn't see Kelanvor here, but Hill definitely didn't believe that they could do it together.
Block AO's line of sight.
I really don’t know what kind of mood that god is feeling at this moment... His carefully prepared path to destiny has turned into a fun conference.
Edna looked up at the scenery outside, frowned, and got up and walked to the window.
As the night falls in Waterdeep City, the flashing light of thunder and lightning shines together with the light of the city... It is obviously a spring thunder, but it makes the onlookers feel a chilling feeling.
"I said...you call me Laogou?" Gendilari said with a very serious face, "Have you considered becoming a prophecy mage?
Mystra will definitely welcome you."
Edna did not hesitate to amplify her voice and pulled aside the old dog who was shouting "My name is Xueyunfeng!" with her hands: "You think too much!
Lansander wouldn't necessarily dare to ask for the faith of the undead... let alone someone as weak as Mystra.
She definitely wouldn't dare."
Although the ‘Old Sanda King’ doesn’t know why Edna is nervous, she never gives up attacking the old dog: “He is only accurate when he says bad things, who wants such a big crow!
The prophecies are all bad, who can stand it?
If it could be changed, would it still be called a prophecy?
Isn’t prophecy just that no matter how hard you struggle, the final result will still be a toy?”
"It would be great if Kelben knew this." Gendilari said suddenly, "I really suspect that if he had not been resurrected, Waterdeep might have just been attacked by someone and then declined.
But... he had to rely on Mystra's favor to be resurrected... If he really believed in the prophecy that his son would definitely revive Waterdeep, why would he be resurrected?
Look at this murderous warning from the Lord of Death!
This time, it will be difficult for the people in Waterdeep City to be resurrected unless the main god behind them is strong enough.
Tsk!
Waterdeep City is now facing such a great danger, obviously because of Kelben!
If he wasn't here, how could such a thing happen here?
Except for those few temples, everything is probably lost.
I...have been guarding this place for thousands of years..."
His tone was full of regret.
Although the followers of the Lord of the Dawn have long been accustomed to losing, Gendilari is still a little confused seeing the city he has guarded for so many years come to an end.
But the melancholy atmosphere on the wing was soon interrupted.
"Who are you! Get away from Miss Manx!" Suddenly someone downstairs shouted with thunder.
"Ah?" A familiar low voice sounded, "Miss Manx, have you identified your guardian knight so early?
This is... so surprising!
Cute and charming lady, why do you have to think about it for a while~ Who knows if there will be a more loyal guardian in the future!"
"No...I'm just still thinking about it, he's in my consideration range."
"Miss Manx!" the shouting voice in front was full of sadness, "isn't my loyalty enough?"
"Ah...how can you say such rude words to a lady! Before she officially reaches adulthood, every charming lady cannot speak easily!
This is tradition!”
"Damn it! I want to duel with you!"
"Are you really planning to fight me, a nine-ring swordsman?
Once the duel request is officially made, it will never end~
I don't mind showing my bravery in front of Miss Manx."
"Don't... Anil Haramba, you have just become the fifth ring, please don't go to a dead end for me... It's still early!
Eight years from now, Anil may also become a Knight of Nine Rings! Maybe he can even be promoted to extraordinary!
Please don't be so impulsive.
Valerie, take Mr. Haramba home.
Anil, would you like to come to me tomorrow morning? I would love to listen to your harp that can sing by itself."
The dejected little knight was finally sent away by a strong female warrior wearing a black cloak.
"Jay...it seems like you didn't talk like this before, right?" Lucca, who had been silent for a long time, finally couldn't bear his curiosity and dragged Devis to stand by another floor-to-ceiling window.
"Probably, it's because you can't do anything wrong to us. It's so tiring to hold your voice and pinch your throat!" DeVos said to the point.
A group of people on the third floor no longer cared about who was who, they grabbed an empty glass and looked down.
On the tall terrace supported by twenty-two marble pillars on the second floor of the main building, a swordsman wearing a chainmail shirt and dark leather, with short black hair and messy hair, was staring at that person with a pair of green eyes like a deep lake.
Miss Manx.
The young lady was lowering her head and smiling, raising a hand to touch the hair accessory on her head... She was wearing a dark blue magic robe, combing her bangs into a rose-shaped twist in front of her ears, and twisting her black hair on the back of her head.
Her long hair was styled into an updo, and on the top of her hair was a delicate headband made of green roses made of Bejuri gemstones, which blazed under the light and thunder.
"Mystra... you can't bear to be so wasteful, right?" Nasr's hand holding the window was trembling... As a thrifty defense mage who is good at making magic circles, he really couldn't stand someone using 5,000 gold a day.
The bejeuri gemstones serve as pure decorations.
This durable and extremely hard gemstone... is originally the favorite of defense mages. One stone is enough to make a nine-ring defensive magic circle.
Nasr, who had just learned how to make an eight-ring magic circle, now did not dare to buy such an expensive gem... At this moment, Night Cloak was already running through assassination methods in his mind for this saintly lady.
There is no need for any bounty mission at all, he can do it! He absolutely can!
"Hmm... It seems that Talos does have a share!" Shar said calmly, "Although Embry also has a lot of Bajori gems in his hands, that seaweed will definitely not be able to part with it.
Only Talos, who also controls part of the laws of the ocean, can do this.
The former Mystra really liked Bejuri gemstones, and often used this gemstone to show her appreciation.
But now this... um... she's counting money, right?"
"How come she is so rich!" Edna, who was pressed against the glass window, was extremely angry. "Sixteen bucks!
Eighty thousand gold decorative headband!
I...I all..."
"It's true that no one is willing to give it up!" the 'Old Sanda King' patted his friend on the shoulder, "So although Hill's things are expensive, they are expensive for a reason, right?
His jewelry is all added proportionally, and will always be useful as long as the person is around.
Spending so much money just for pure decoration, ah, Hill would never do that!
Tsk...is this the god of Toril?"
"No..." Edna said solemnly, "No, absolutely not.
When Mystra rewarded a believer who she was very satisfied with, she was only willing to give one piece!
Well... basically all higher-level Magic Network believers know about this.
This guy must have nothing to do with Mystra!
For someone who is so willing to spend money, the person standing behind him must be a male god!
Even the devil can’t bear to part with it! It doesn’t differentiate between men and women!”
The 'Old Sanda King' blinked his eyes in confusion: "Whoever she is, she is fake anyway, haven't you been watching the fun?
People who play dirty will always have more money than those who follow the right path. Isn't that natural?
Why are you angry about something like this?"
Although the people around her cannot understand Edna's anger, the two people in the floating castle can empathize with it.
Selune said sympathetically: "Oh, I was suppressed!
Edna will definitely fight to the death with Talos after she returns."
－－－－－－Digression－－－－－
Those who view death as a necessary part of the cycle of life, rather than something to be feared or abhorred, are Cranvor's favorite followers. They are often sensitive and realistic people who feel uncomfortable dying because they are not suffering from a disease.
Relief. Gravediggers, mourners, undertakers, stone carvers and stone carvers working in the cemetery will all pay their respects to Cranewall, as will the relatives of the recently deceased and Cranewall.
The clergy of Wo. In addition, most of the temples of Cyric that were once temples to Melkor have now changed their ways, and they now follow Melkor and Cyric (as they call Cyric).
The Way is a higher zeal, supporting Klanvor and learning to follow his new ways. These converts of the old school are inherently more evil, but they also become more neutral or abandon Klanvor over time.
Wo looked for other gods more suitable to their nature.
