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Chapter 990 You can be more unhappy

 Kelben is still a chosen one after all... If it was really because the opponent's resistance was strong enough and his skin was thick enough that he couldn't do anything, he would have been killed countless times.

Even though it took a little effort because he was unwilling to use force, he still found a way to restrain this half-elf who was also born in Myth Drannor... He was just a teenager at Inkanistum Academy.

He had studied there, and although it was not a happy life, he still couldn't kill the half-elf who knew about that past.

He was not really nameless and homeless... The period when he had to remain anonymous and couldn't even use the word 'Orosan', which was the only thing that proved he was the son of Orang, was the grief he least wanted to think of.

Moreover, Khelben must also understand why Myth Drannor's former companions hate him so much.

Although he went too far when he broke with the elves, it was because he knew very well that with the heart of Corellon, the father of the elves, even the wandering god Fimaro Mo, who had almost betrayed him with Rose,

Sterling didn't even care, let alone him. He, Kyle, was just a little extreme.

So as long as he succeeds in becoming a demigod, of course it is best to officially become a god... As long as Azuth has a few priesthoods, it will be enough for him. Magic-related priesthoods have always been very strong, otherwise Vessarun would not be able to leave Talos so easily.

.

It would be nice to show my apology to the elves and gods at that time.

As for Mystra... He knew Midnight's character very well. Even if he regretted promoting him, he would at most ignore him, just like the ostracized Azuth.

There's nothing wrong with that. If you really want to serve as Midnight's adviser, you don't need a high IQ, but you also need the utmost patience.

Kelben felt that he couldn't do it at all... He really didn't want to roar at the Lord God.

He's not like Azuth, who can't bear the coldness because he has a deep feeling for Mystra!

Maybe this is too selfish, but so what?

Kelben really didn't want to live like this anymore... When he knew that his child had been predicted by the Tablet of Destiny before he was born, Black Staff felt that he had fallen into madness.

The world of Toril must either be as powerful as Elminster, or it must become a god.

Kelben has always wanted to be as strong as Elminster, but...he doesn't have such a strong will.

And after becoming a god, although you are still controlled by fate, at least it is not that easy.

Even if he is unlucky and dies, as long as he is not too closely connected to the Demonic Network like Mystra, he can at most float to the star realm for hundreds or thousands of years.

As long as he is adequately prepared, he will always have a chance to be resurrected.

Kelben didn't believe that he was inferior to Bane.

But... Kelben really doesn't understand that even if fate doesn't want to favor him, it still has nothing to do with Myth Drannor?

With a dark face, he asked the half-elf whose head was still a skull and dragon: "Who are you?

What did I do to make you hate me so much?

Even if I choose to give up my elven bloodline and only recognize my human identity... Corellon won't care about this, right?"

The green flame in the eyes of the half-elf who was bound in the blue halo suddenly jumped violently: "You ask me why?

Don’t you know?”

He looked at the black staff holding the scepter with a serious but completely guilt-free expression. He was in a daze for a few seconds and finally understood: "Hahahahaha!

It turns out you really don’t know!

Then what can you do while alive?

With your abilities, you still want to become the staff of the Magic Goddess?

Is Mystra blind? She actually falls in love with you?

In order to use the Stone of Advanced Knowledge, the Hubbell family dug up the graves of all the great nobles of Mis Drannor. You didn't even know?

No wonder the tombs of the Meldrim family were not spared, I really thought you didn’t even want your ancestors!”

'boom'!

Kelben's body ignited with silver-blue flames, and his black eyes instantly turned white: "What did you say?"

"You like to hear it! I'll just say a few more words!

All the remains of the Meldrim family were ground into mud, refined into powder, and eaten by the Hubbell family!"

The top of the rotunda suddenly opened, and Kelben flew out silently. As he left, he waved the black staff in his hand to release the half-elf.

The half-elf half-knelt on the spot silently, lowering his head and not knowing what he was thinking. He neither planned to escape nor chose to take off the Death Dragon's Crown.

The people of Waterdeep were almost in a panic.

Even though everyone could see the ugly expressions on Alustriel and Xinbu's faces, the round hall was still filled with people.

All that Waterdeep City knows is that the Hubbell family was audacious, colluded with demons, and caused the Neverwinter tragedy. They also tried to take action against a team of mages who traveled out of Aglaia City. As a result, they angered three powerful gods and the whole family was exterminated.

Although some of them are said to have survived without knowing it, they will no longer be 'Habel' in the future.

As long as those three gods are still there, they have absolutely no hope of recovering their family heritage.

The Hubbell family has completely disappeared from Toril.

There is still some murmuring in Waterdeep City! There is such a thing as colluding with demons... There are so many people doing it, even if they are directly caught by powerful divine power, it won't be so miserable!

After all, talking to Shar about colluding with demons as a sin seems a bit... unjustifiable.

Who would have thought that they would even do such a thing!

Kelben has sincerely protected their family for so many years!

"Although... Kelben is a bit miserable." Gendilari said in a weird tone, "But why don't I think he deserves sympathy?

It’s just that I looked down on him originally, but now I look down on him a little bit.”

Edna opened the fan and gently put it in front of her face: "Maybe it's because... he wants to be Azuth, but even Embry has never been fooled so miserably."

"Did he go to Luskan?" Leonard asked curiously, "I remember Marco went there."

"Ciel does not allow anything related to the Hubbell family to enter his territory. Marco should go to Icewind Dale." Edna replied calmly.

"Ah?" DeVos turned to look at her in surprise, "There...are the Red Robe Mage and several other factions there?"

"Dying to fight against evil is the only way Marco can take." Nasr smiled contemptuously, "This man is really selfish.

Even if he was kept in the dark before, now, it is impossible for him not to know what his family has done.

If it weren't for him, how could Kelben think so highly of the Hubbell family? He just left without telling the Black Staff anything!"

Leonard looked at him: "Are you... just happy because this is something done by the good camp, so you say it casually?

How could Marco tell Kelben? Sorry, brother, I didn't expect that my ancestors dug your ancestral grave? Can you forgive my ignorance?

Ah, isn't this a provocation?

Although Marco is definitely not particularly innocent, at least he will not know anything about the relationship between his family and the devil, but he certainly does not know more things. Otherwise, as long as he knows but helps hide it, then there is no way he can still be in the good camp.

.”

Nasr stared at him: "Natural Mage, can't you ignore my words?

I am a cloak of darkness, and I am joking to ridicule a good mage. Isn’t it natural?”

"This matter...isn't a secret, is it?" DeVos asked a little confused, "Why doesn't Kelben know about it?"

"Low-level professionals have never even heard of artifacts like the Stone of Advanced Knowledge, so even if your followers are drinking in the tavern, they won't talk about it to anyone." Nasr said slowly, "

As for Rose's subordinates, weren't they busy with something at the time?

How can I care about such a trivial matter.

The Harper probably hasn't had time to get the complete information from the undead, and the Magic Network... Well, it's really interesting, the chosen ones of the Goddess of Magic can't know the truth through the Magic Network... Tsk tsk~"

He looked at the faces of others looking at him: "Huh? Why are you looking at me? When will the Dark Night Believers provide free information?"

Edna waved her fan: "No one stopped Kelben outside. It seems that he is waiting for him in Icewind Dale.

It’s a pity, it’s so boring!”

She turned her attention to Manx, who was being guarded in a corner. The pearl folding fan in the little girl's hand was glowing blue and white... It looked very much like the brilliance of the goddess of magic, but Edna saw the pearl.

There are extremely thin blood streaks floating on it.

Edna blinked and changed her words: "Not necessarily."

Then she looked thoughtfully at the high platform, where Alustriel and Xinbu were talking together.

Aglalund is a peninsular kingdom, and Ximbu is also nicknamed the Storm Queen... If she transfers her faith from the electorate of Mystra to Talos, what will happen to the Storm Queen who has been trying to reach into the realm of the goddess of magic?

From God's perspective, this is a great thing.

Otherwise, he would not have used means to promote Vesalun to a demigod... The several fields Vesalun chose when he officially became a god were all from the magic camp.

The reason why Mystra supported Azuth in taking over Veshalon was not to teach the God of Destruction a lesson for daring to reach out to his own domain!

Talos's ambition has never been concealed, and he has never been stingy with his initial efforts.

It's just that what he paid will be recovered twice as much in the future.

I wonder if Xinbu can persist in that kind of temptation?

Edna suddenly burst into laughter...she acted like a person who was just having fun.

Alustriel quickly concluded his discussion with Xinbu and then flew away from the top of the rotunda.

"Everyone." Xinbu's cold voice sounded, "The Black Stick Tower has provided everyone with enough fun today. I guess there is no need to mention the little things in the past.

So, everyone should leave first... I don’t know what will happen to Waterdeep City in the future, but right now I am... very unhappy."

"You can be more unhappy." A rough voice sounded.

------Digression-----

It’s the beginning of the month~Please vote~

I have to put it off for a few more days. The recent plot has exhausted my brain.


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