"Wait!" Someone shouted to stop Andrea who was about to set off.
The people on the cloud lowered their heads together. Miss Manx, Jason stood on the left, and the Cyric electorate stood on the right, shouting to them eagerly: "Can you stop?"
"What's the matter?" Edna asked calmly, "The undead have already arrived in Icewind Dale. We are in a hurry. If there is nothing serious, we can wait until we get back."
"Ah... But I also want to go to Icewind Dale! That's the Nether Scroll! How attractive it is to a kid like me!" Manx's black eyes were full of sincerity.
, "So...can you give us a ride?"
I can pay for it!”
"Ah? What did you say?" Edna almost couldn't believe her ears... Does this Manx think that the fragment of Mystra's soul can make them automatically forget about Talos and
How did Garagos appear?
Even if someone is willing to dedicate themselves to that path of destiny, then...don't they have to go to those Mystra electors?
Why are you looking for a descendant of Azuth?
In particular, why find a descendant of Azuth who was tricked by the Chosen of Mystra?
Does she care what Manx finds?
Ha~ She is not an eight-year-old child, what does it have to do with her?
Edna said simply: "You are looking for Noumea! Why are you looking for us?"
Standing in front of the broken tiles and ruins, Noumea couldn't help but look up and glance at the eighth-circle mage who diverted the trouble to the east, then quickly turned his head and stared at Talos with a serious look on his face.
Manx put on a smile and tried to smile as brightly and cutely as possible...but Edna just felt that the guy had turned her into a dahlia!
"But... aren't you just on your way? Wouldn't it be nice to have someone share the traveling expenses?"
"I'm sorry." Edna tried hard to control her urge to smash that face, "You smile so ugly, I don't want to continue watching it! I don't want to see it every day!
Besides, how could the owner of the magic net not be able to fly? Flying is not difficult. A three-ring mage can easily find it from the magic net, right?
Don’t talk to me about spell slots! If Mystra’s soul fragment can’t even do this, who else can you convince?
So...you'd better fly slowly by yourself, Miss Manx."
Alvia, who was flying on the other side, suddenly laughed loudly, turned around, and took the lead in flying to the north.
Manx grabbed the folding fan in his hand angrily.
That Edna was so rude to her!
Even if she can really fly by herself... her flying speed can only be maintained within the capabilities of a third-ring mage!
Then why not go to Icewind Dale? By the time she got to Luskan, those guys would have already divided up the spoils!
Logically speaking, the goddess of magic will naturally see what the voters get.
But she...hehe~
You still have to see it with your own eyes!
She turned around and said softly: "This descendant of Azuth seems to have no interest at all in the current situation of Mystra!
The God of Mage...is he finally planning to split from Mystra?
That’s really a pity!”
The Dark Sun believer silently pulled down the hat on his head: "Are you... too into the drama?
Who would think you are the real Mystra?
Even if the magic goddess is broken into a hundred and eighty pieces, it probably won't be your turn to cooperate with the evil god to deceive the magic elect.
If she ignores you, then there will be a problem, right?"
Manx opened his little pearl fan and fanned it weakly: "Ah~ then we can only drive the carriage over?
Icewind Dale is so far away!
Dear Jason, I might have to trouble you to catch the car! Of course I...you...you will accompany me, right?"
Jason crossed his arms and said coldly: "As of now...I can only follow you, hey, I don't know who Ben wants me to lure out."
The Dark Sun believer pulled his hat in front of his face: "Don't worry, if Kelanvor comes out, I can help. My Lord will definitely be willing to come out and have a smile."
"Did you forget something?" Talos, floating in the air, couldn't help shouting loudly.
Manx suddenly realized it and looked at his little pearl fan with an unpredictable expression: "You have already come out. Isn't this... useless for a long time?"
Talos stretched out his hand: "Do you want to just take my top-quality pearls and leave?"
With a stiff expression, Manx threw the small pearl fan into Talos's hand: "You...are worthy of being a powerful god? So stingy!"
"Look at the gem on your head, and then say this." Talos' face was calm and his tone was firm, "But... this has nothing to do with the value of the gem. It's just that your... value is not enough."
Manx's face quickly turned livid: "Ha! If you weren't so eager for quick success and quick success, you wouldn't have failed forever!"
Talos said while flying: "Pay attention to your expression! If you keep talking, your identity will be exposed! Although I'm not sure who you are yet, but...hehe, who do you think still thinks you are a human being?
Don't let Toril kick you out then."
Manx's extremely angry face turned into a smile in an instant... The change of face was so fast that the onlookers were a little scared.
Then, in full view of everyone, she and the other two men discussed their next goal and left in a simple black alchemy carriage.
It seems that Miss Manx has not given up her belief in being involved in this destiny until the end.
The people of Waterdeep who watched her leave looked resentful... Kelben was indeed the main reason why they completely lost their home, but no matter who was the cause, they would receive the greatest hatred when the main cause was dead.
But none of the strong men left in Waterdeep City tried to reach out... The road of destiny was lifted above their heads like Kelemvor's scythe.
If you stretch out your hand, you are bound to get stabbed, and no one wants to be the unlucky one.
Not all the undead have left, after all, there are always people who have to stay there to watch the broadcast of the crystal ball equipment.
Furthermore, there are many remaining matters in Waterdeep City that deserve their attention... such as Talos, who stood stiffly on the spot and looked at Noumea from afar.
Who would believe him if he said he had no other ideas?
Xinbudu went to Icewind Dale, but he didn't move!
The Archbishop of Selûne and the electorate of Lansander also stayed there silently, their expressions a little numb as they were invited by another undead to sit above a uniquely dark cloud.
This undead named ‘A Idle Man’ seems to have a very unique vision.
They could tell that these floating clouds were expensive, but he...forget it, it was better not to look at him.
You can barely look good! Why are you dressed so weirdly?
Edna on the clouds held her chin up and looked at Waterdeep City in the distance, and suddenly sighed: "How much road have we walked in vain?"
"Devis, Luca." The 'Old Sanda King' turned around and asked, "Your followers were sent back to Aglaia when the accident happened in the rotunda. Do you need to pick them up?"
Devis thought for a while and simply shook his head: "Forget it, Soma will be a little troublesome in the past, right? I saw a lot of lions and tigers appearing on the giant screen in Icewind Ten Towns.
Let them wait for our return in Aglaia!
Anyway... I guess the matter in Icewind Dale will be over soon."
He turned his head and looked at Edna: "Even if the scroll of Nese appears, at our level, it would be good if we can read a few chapters.
I originally thought you would see the end in Waterdeep, but you...were you trying to lure that Manx there?"
Edna nodded solemnly: "Although none of us are pure believers in Mystra, it is really uncomfortable for such a woman to walk outside in the name of Mystra.
I always feel that even my own style has been dragged into the abyss!"
"Spider magic web?" Alvia said with a smile while flying.
"Forget it then." Leonard grabbed the fairy dragon that had been hanging around his neck to watch the show, "Even a devil can't use such wicked adjectives.
Rose lives in the bottomless abyss, and most demons don't care about this kind of filth.
If it were hell, it would scare away a few devil dukes."
Edna glanced at Leonard blankly, and instantly decided to give up chatting with the natural mage...it would really kill a few people.
She turned her head and looked at her white dragon partner curiously: "Alvia, you are in a good mood today!"
The White Dragon Queen suddenly sang loudly: "Ah! Life is so vast~"
On the pink clouds, several undead people sang together with her, "Go with the flow, ups and downs~ Life is like a dream~ Where are you, my dear!"
My dear Arau is in Icewind Dale~"
Alvia probably planned to leave all the troublesome future to Alausato to consider... Originally, between the two of them, it was this ancient white dragon that had more mental activity.
Otherwise, how could Alvia accept such a sleepy boyfriend who she only sees a few times in 100 years!
Thinking of this, Edna couldn't help but laugh out loud, her pretty little face was as bright as a smile.
"What does Talos want to do?" The gods on the floating castle no longer have the same focus as those in Waterdeep City. They want to understand the purpose of the Storm Lord.
After all, it can be seen from the very serious Hill who rummaged through the trash that the Nese scroll was most likely recycled by the Lord of Aglaia.
The three of them all have good relations with the undead... Shar even heard about it directly from the main god of the undead... They all know that this son of nature can almost be said to go out with a Tymora in his bag, and drop the artifact when he goes out.
This kind of operation is a daily routine for him.
Hill put together several strange-looking tree branches and fragments of the picture frame, with a solemn look on his face.
He turned his head and looked at the crystal flower beside him, and couldn't help but touch it twice... He needed the calmness of the ancestor of the crystal flower more than luck.
No!
He still couldn't calm down.
How many people are trying to use the Icewind Dale warehouse to cause trouble?
