"Do you like Candlekeep or the library?" the 'Old Sanda King' turned to ask Edna.
"Of course it's the library. Who wants such a dark castle? At worst, it has to be like Hill's floating castle!" Edna stretched out her arms. "If it weren't for the lack of money, I would actually want one of them all.
A floating library made of fiberglass.
Cecily can make that kind of material.
She said before I came out that when I complete my adult travels, I will use the materials I have accumulated over the years to ask Lord Hill to help me build a city lord's mansion. Of course, it will definitely not be possible to use everything as expensive as fiberglass.
But using fiberglass as the main body, paired with hardened crystal, and reinforced with starry sky glazed iron, the effect should be good.
Nan Feng is right, how big a place can I live in? It’s better to build a floating library.
Then I will live in the world of books and fall asleep smelling the fragrance of books. How wonderful!"
Edna was thinking with fascination... Then out of the corner of her eye, she noticed a mage running out with a bag on his back... In an instant, a basin of cold water was poured down on her, forcing her to return to reality.
She closed her eyes gently: Hill would build a castle for free for the town's governor, but would not take the initiative to build a temple for Mystra.
Sighing softly in her heart, Edna pondered that the mineral resources in Joseph's Garden were actually quite rich. Hill's habit of collecting materials had always been obvious, so there should be a way to ask him to take action.
However, as Mystra, she cannot let Hill choose the type of building arbitrarily... Although Edna believes in Hill's aesthetics, she knows better that if she shows too much trust in Hill, it will endanger her.
The Lord of Aglaia who doesn't like trouble brings trouble.
So...should she consider asking the undead to draw the drawings?
Edna, who is relatively familiar with the Black Rose people, knows a little about their work in her own world. Of course, she has also heard them gather in a circle and scold those idiot architectural designers...the result of their overly imaginative drawings.
Then...they must be able to find such a designer with rich imagination, right?
"Speaking of which, what's going on with that mithril ball?" the 'Old Sanda King' asked, tilting his head, "Isn't mithril enough to dodge on its own? Why do you need to add broken diamonds?
Whose eyes are you trying to blind?
Not even the nouveau riche have such a terrifying vision."
"Well..." 'Cunlu' put the thick picture album on top of her head and looked at the sky with a melancholy expression. "Some people think that women like shiny things, especially after seeing Hill's beautiful figures.
After making more money from jewelry, I felt that I could do it too.
After all, what really works are the magic circles. They feel that it is impossible to engrave on such small jewelry, but it should be no problem to make some beautiful ornaments with magical effects.
The idea is wonderful and the effect is wonderful, but even if it is packaged at the cost price, it cannot be sold.
Didn’t they collect garbage and sell it some time ago?
At once……"
"You just want to buy it back and try to see if there is a stupid Master Toril who can buy it for a lot of money so that you can make a lot of money? If your ball is a golden ball, is it possible?" the 'Old Sanda King' concluded sharply,
"In the end, it was thrown into your hands, right? No one wanted it?
Can't even sell it at the cost price? Mithril...ah, it is indeed calculated by the gram.
Not even renovation?
So, those diamonds and magic circles destroyed the original effect of mithril?
So what is this little ball used for now?"
"It's quite suitable for that ghost dragon." 'Cunlu' said reluctantly, "Creating a white mist can not only block the sun but also make people get lost."
"Mithril plus broken diamonds?" Edna said thoughtfully, "Does it also have the effect of helping to condense the soul? That is indeed good for the undead.
But with this ability, there is no point in cutting and reusing this mithril ball, right?
Mage Toril has always been very shrewd. This thing must have nothing to do with the Nether Scroll, and they will definitely not buy such expensive warehouse goods."
‘Cunxu’ showed a sad smile: “Later, I also found out.
I have no other choice, right? Those red robes and ghosts can't enter the Ten Ice Wind Towns.
Fortunately, Ah Feng found a good way out for that thing."
Edna tilted her head and said cautiously: "Will Xueyun Summit pay you the price difference?"
"I'm overthinking it," the 'Old Sanda King' said with a smile, "It must be for free! Otherwise, why would you use this crap?
Who doesn’t have a few pieces of mithril that are big enough?”
Edna blinked curiously: In which world did the undead dig mithril mines?
If it were the old Edna, she might have asked, but now that she had the memory of midnight, she just smiled softly... In this world of Toril, there are people who dare to kill for a copper.
Although the undead are definitely not afraid of these messy things, why bother causing trouble for their friends?
Everything is ready for the undead. They are just waiting for when the Candlekeep will cause trouble... Based on the obvious hostility of the group of female mages from Quesen Tower towards Manx, something will happen.
What the undead need to do is to pour some oil on them if the problem is not too big, and add some fuel to them if the problem is already big.
At the same time, Urland, who was standing outside the castle gate that was rarely wide open to welcome several carriages from afar, had a smile on his face... He was really happy that he was in his own way.
Before choosing a woman worthy of following, these people come together in no particular order.
At least, on the surface, he greeted everyone so enthusiastically, right?
This just gives him a buffer time to prevent him from impulsively choosing the wrong person.
Urlant didn't notice the waves behind him... and realized that he really had no shame. As an Ogma believer and a prophecy mage, he stood there without hesitation to greet several Saints of Lian Mistra.
A woman with no identity, the face of the great sage who turned around and left at the door of the God of Knowledge Monastery completely changed from livid to jet black.
The undead have no interest in reading at all... Leaving the three mages who are somewhat interested in knowledge among the mages, the large army, along with the few remaining guards of Devis and Lucca, lie down by the front hall with a very bright view.
Watching the live performance, pointing and pointing at the tablet... Some of the undead with quick hands and feet have already found several high places with better views in the castle to start the live broadcast.
After all, Candlekeep is hiding in various places to observe the mages and scholars of Urlant. The vivid expression changes in all-round close-ups are very worthy of appreciation.
"Where are the former guards at these places where they are standing?" Edna leaned next to the 'Old Sanda King' and asked with a confused look on her face.
"Here." After the 'Old Sanda King' cut a few shots, the city wall on the other side of the castle facing the cliff appeared... there were at least a hundred people on it, all wearing robes, and they were divided into three or four piles.
Communicate together.
A series of 'flexible ropes' have been hung to the sea, proving that these people have been prepared for the worst.
"Ah... Sure enough, if it looks like there are fools everywhere, it means that all the smart people have run away." Nasr stood behind several ladies, poked his head over, and said slowly.
"Why did you come out?" Edna asked in confusion... It was because she no longer needed the knowledge that these books could provide, but Nasr hadn't reached the transcendent level yet, right?
"How can I stay calm in this... atmosphere full of conspiracy?" Nasr said with a smile in a tone full of aria style.
"It's just an occupational disease!" 'Cunxu', who was also looking down at the tablet, stepped back and turned to stare at him, "Tsk, tsk~ Do you want to take over some work here?
Although because you are with us, those Mystra voters don't want to get into trouble.
But if you are alone and caught by them, we will not be able to save you in time!
The believers of the Dark Night who died at the hands of the Chosen of Mystra...why is it so natural?
It seems like I can’t even say the words of revenge!”
The corner of Nasr's mouth twitched slightly, he raised his hands and retreated slightly: "I will pay attention to staying away from ladies in the future.
Don't worry, I will never act alone, I will follow Miss Edna faithfully and be my sign of truce in the dark night."
‘Cunlu’ curled her lips and said no more.
Although Urlant didn't know how many people were watching him, he squeezed Jason away with a look of hospitality and reached out to pick up Manx from the carriage... Although the girls behind were more beautiful, for those who had been with Mister
For him, who spent time with her portraits of the gods, he had to show respect for Manx as long as he had this face, even if he was interested in one of several other ladies.
Just like the voters of Mystra, no matter how much they curse this deceitful little girl in their hearts, on the surface, unless Mystra returns to the throne, they publicly declare that this girl has nothing to do with her...before that
, Manx, whose blood and soul are obviously connected to a certain extent, are both objects that magic believers must respect.
Urlant now finally understands why so many voters in Waterdeep City are helpless against this little girl... It's not that Alustriel and the others are too incompetent.
He could only show a helpless and bitter smile to the beautiful ladies who got off the two carriages behind him. After the other party returned a sympathetic smile, he returned a grateful smile.
"Tsk! This entrance effect... tsk~" The 'Old Sanda King' shook his head, "What is this Urla? She has better acting skills than the eunuch in our palace drama!"
"Ah!" Edna smiled, "After all... he is more motivated! Huh? Is the great eunuch the kind from the Shoulong Kingdom?
Hmm...it does look a bit like it."
"Prophecy mages...are they all useless?" Nasr said with emotion, "Candlekeep has been so prosperous because of a prophecy master, but it was destroyed in the hands of a prophecy mage. It has...a beginning and an end."
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Fiberglass made by wing elves and sun elves through complex alchemical processes has the hardness of steel and the transparency of glass. It is mostly used as a building material. FRP is harder and lighter than steel, but of course it is also extremely expensive.
Fiberglass provides additional non-magical enhancements to armor and weapons; similar to mithril, fiberglass armor is considered one level lighter, with a 10% reduction in arcane spell failure, a 2-point increase in maximum Dexterity bonus, and a reduction in armor check penalties.
3. Non-magical weapons and armor weigh only half of similar products.
One kilogram of this thing is worth 1,000 gold coins.
This chapter has been completed!