Terry waited quietly for Martha's reply. There were some things that he didn't want to do, but who wanted him to have troublesome parents?
Although Terry also chose to stay away from these Mystra voters because he was in Aglaia, Alustriel was different...after all, he was the person who helped his parents.
Moreover, his parents' territory is also a member of the Silver Moon Alliance.
Even though his life and death were at stake, Terry still believed that both his father and his mother would definitely choose to protect themselves... There was no need to doubt the dragon's selfishness, and his savior was not worth fighting for.
But, if Alustriel really wants to drag someone into trouble... what Terry doesn't believe in is his parents' abilities and brains.
Martha appeared lightly next to the little golden dragon who was sitting blankly with a fierce face, and gave him the answer from Hill: 'They are just insignificant people, just do whatever you want'.
Terry thought for a while, then called an undead he knew and asked him to send a message to Alustriel in Icewind Dale, asking the ladies who were still confronting the Prince of Shadows to come back early to check on the situation. If the trouble continues, Mith
Terra hasn't even shown up yet, and they, the voters, are about to have a blast!
The little golden dragon is a little worried. Although the Road of Destiny has sacrificed a chosen one, but... the longer it takes, the bigger the problem will be. Who knows whether the life of one Kelben is enough?
In fact, it doesn't matter if it's not enough, but Alustriel had better be fine...Lynn is a very responsible political officer. Every time there is a change in relations with external forces, he and the elf captains will explain it carefully to him.
So compared to the Silver Moon Alliance, his biological father who was so deluded by Alustriel that he could act as a substitute for that woman, and his biological mother, Terry, who was a little more sober, but was willing to help the supreme lady because of the grace of saving her life.
Better understand the dangers of Alustriel.
Who knows if she, who has such sharp skills that she can easily give up on her own daughter, will drag everyone into the water when it comes to life and death!
Terry sighed silently... He was obviously a young golden dragon who had just grown up. His daily life should be collecting tolls, looking for mineral veins, catching kobolds and digging for ore... Why should he consider such troublesome issues?
He turned his head and glanced at the floating castle. Hill still wouldn't care about the trivial matter of telling Alustriel what happened here.
After all, it's not a secret. There is an endless stream of caravans and adventurers going there, and they can reach Icewind Valley in a few days.
His friend is actually very broad-minded. Now that Kelben is finished, as Laila's sister, Alustriel, even if she is not popular, Aglaia will no longer regard her as an enemy. At most, she will not
There is some alliance with Silvermoon City, but they are not enemies.
However, he knew that Hill disliked Alustriel's style of doing things. After all, although Hill never said bad words, Lin's mouth was quick and sharp... Although the half-elf was very capable,
But I still complain every time I encounter a sudden job.
Just... Terry looked at the group of strange women in confusion... For the little golden dragon, the biggest benefit of dealing with the undead for so many years, besides money, is that he has lost some of his love for beautiful human women before he has reached adulthood.
Boring interest.
I guess he will be a good and loyal husband in the future... Generally, male dragons who form a family with a female dragon are quite honest no matter what the reason is.
Unless the couple reaches some agreement on freedom of movement.
Terry looked at those annoying women who forced him to squat here and work overtime, and couldn't help but mutter in his heart: If Mystra is really broken into so many pieces, how many years will it take for Toril to unblock it?
?
Although he was quite happy when he was making money, Terry missed his golf buddies a little.
Someone who is suspected to have become a piece of debris that cannot be restored is sitting on a beautiful cloud house and slowly falling down.
At this time, no matter how soft the lawn is, no matter how fragrant the flowers on the vines on the hut are, it means nothing... Edna, who saw the welcoming scene just now, had no expression on her face, but her heart was already storming.
Alvia, who was flying aside, couldn't help but slow down, looked around, and then landed on the top of the hotel... The golden dragon who had just grown up always liked to stand here and watch the six directions, so this room
The top must be stable enough.
Alvia carefully maintained her balance, trying hard to look down, while trying her best to comfort Edna's emotions in the spiritual sea.
She still has many beautiful dreams to realize... Before she has to enter the Joseph Garden, she must work hard to get more gold and silver jewelry on the road to destiny, and it is best to dig out a few treasures... but she cannot accidentally expose them.
Edna's identity.
But when Edna was leading people down the cloud house in an aggressive manner, her brewing grief and anger was interrupted by a small figure running towards the tiger man quickly.
The 'perfect bald head' held his chin with one hand, turned his head with twin ponytails, and looked at Soma carefully: "Oh yo yo, this is what the saying goes... I can't say they are exactly the same, I can only say
There’s no difference, right?”
It took Devis several times to realize in his mind what riddle the undead were talking about.
He asked a little confused: "Are you saying that there is anyone who looks similar to Soma? It is indeed difficult to distinguish between orcs sometimes, but in fact the difference between the hairs is still very big.
Soma is not the only Khajiit we have there. There are some. If you are not familiar with them, it is indeed possible to mistake them... But for the orcs, the hair composition is different: three yellow hairs and two white hairs, and two white hairs.
Having two yellow hairs is not the same thing.
Just this proves that they are from different lineages."
Master Quesenta couldn't help but laugh... No wonder the dead are so accustomed to observing Soma. It turns out that there were tiger friends in the past who looked very similar to Soma!
But most humans can't actually tell the strange ways of distinguishing the tigers... He was also held by Soma when he was a child and watched the gladiatorial fights, because the tigers were not willing to watch those of their own race who were going through life and death in order to survive, and they did not want to openly surrender.
When those of the same race saw him as a lucky man, they always took him to chat in the corner.
The 'perfect bald head' turned to look at DeVos, and waved to call out his tiger: "Tyson! Come and see your half-brother, who is even a different race in the world!"
A huge tiger came out in response, but the roar was only halfway through, and Tyson was stunned.
The tiger, which was as tall as two people, slowly circled Soma, its nose still twitching slightly.
Soma was also a little dazed, and he didn't even care about the little master Devis who was watching him and the big tiger back and forth in a panic.
"Hey, let me tell you exactly the same thing, right?" "Perfect Bald" said proudly, "We undead have compared every hair!
If I hadn't been coaxing the kids at home, I would have brought Tyson to find the tiger man!"
"Listen to what nonsense you said..." The 'Old Sanda King' said with a look that he couldn't bear to look at, "Fang Feng Fang got sick, right?"
Soma didn't pay attention to the chaos caused by the undead next to him.
That undead was actually right... If you just looked at the head, Soma would even think that he had a beast brother who was wandering away!
But this is impossible... Although he was caught by slave traders when he was very young, orcs have memories of them in their mother's womb. He has a brother, but he is also an orc!
His parents died fighting against the slave traders, and his brother was nowhere to be found...and Soma was very sure that his parents had never given birth to a child with the body of a beast!
And... Trasil, the previous contact with Toril was only at a high level, right?
How is this going?
The time he has been in contact with the undead is not short. Soma has always been fond of monsters such as Trasil. He always feels that they are big and powerful, and their intelligence is not low. They are stronger than some orcs.
To be honest, to a certain extent, it can be regarded as making up for some of the shortcomings of the orcs... very much like the kind of perfect descendants similar to the dragons that their orc chief god Gruumsh wants, but unfortunately they cannot be transformed into human form.
Perfect... Descendant?
Soma closed his eyes tightly, as if he remembered something, his tiger eyes widened, and he suddenly pounced on Tyson and opened the hair on his neck!
Tyson tensed up, growled, and suddenly stood up. However, he, who was always grumpy, did not choose to throw out the tiger man who dared to grab the hair on his neck and offend him. Instead, he said "Perfectly"
The bald man slowly stood back while shouting "Tyson! Don't do it!"
"Soma? What are you doing?" DeVos couldn't help shouting.
The undead who were bickering and Edna who were watching all gathered around in surprise.
"It really does exist!" Soma's furry face was full of panic, "I thought this was a legend!"
"Tell... your story." 'Xue Yunfeng' frowned and walked out, and his fox also followed him by his side... Usually this fox always worried that following the old dog would lead to misfortune...
...What should we do if some people who are displeased with the old dog slaughter him?
The old dog will cry at most, but he will die!
The 'Perfect Bald Head' silently moved out a small chair and sat next to his tiger's paw, pressing one hand tightly on the tiger's paw that was restlessly extending and contracting its tip.
Soma was in a trance...even being pulled aside by the undead and forced to sit down on a bench, he was a little unaware.
He just said with a look of recollection: "That is an ancient legend that we have heard since we were not born. It is the eternal glory of our Idia tribe. All children, even if they forget their parents, cannot forget this glory.
History:
Our Khajiit tribe was once summoned to hell to participate in the eternal war between Gruumsh and Magnubiel, and achieved a glorious victory for him.
Therefore, the reward from Gruumsh is to take away all the beast relatives who were born in animal form!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Hill on the floating castle suddenly raised his head. How is this possible? Could it be...
