Balthor is a very determined warrior, but he also has a very smooth style of doing things. Otherwise, he would not be able to run a treasure shop on the most luxurious street in Waterdeep City.
However, at this moment, his always straight back could not help but bend.
Although he knew that his family's head god had done something stupid, from the fact that he was still alive and healthy, without the feeling that his vitality was constantly passing away, it could be seen that the guardian god still had a glimmer of hope.
As long as the believer is still there, as long as the believer can insist on calling him...how can the priesthood of guardian have no followers!
Balthor just plans to cheer up after being sad for a while and become an ascetic who keeps traveling in the continent of Faerûn... isn't that just retracing the path he took hundreds of years ago!
Although he was lying on the sea, he was actually already calculating in his mind which place with more Heim believers should start to appease the people... When Heim killed other primitive gods of the continent in order to help the Amn colonists,
A large number of believers in the good camp have been shaken.
What happened this time will inevitably spread, and the gods of Toril will definitely be happy to praise Heim for his extraordinary vision...especially the new Mystra.
After only being in contact with her for a period of time, Balsol came to understand somewhat of this goddess's character: she must retaliate for her anger and her wrists are flexible.
It’s closer to the style of the undead, and there won’t be any ‘embarrassment’.
Furthermore, those goddesses who compete with Suni for the beautiful priesthood, although their competition has always been without smoke, but... there will definitely be no shortage of sharp sarcasm between you and me.
Sune lost to Cyric, even if...it was because their selfish thoughts were too heavy, but she was still humiliated.
Balsol gave a bleak smile: The fire-haired lady's love hut, the temple of love, isn't it the adventurers who like to visit the most?
As long as she declares that she won't accept the followers of Helm...the guys who were already wavering will definitely disappear in an instant.
Before that, Balthor was still thinking about how to minimize Sune's presence in this matter... Even if it was a little exaggerated, Heim was said to be too pure, and Cyric was said to be extraordinarily beautiful.
!
Anyway, the thing was done by their family...well, I can't scold...himself, but there is a big difference between being pure and being lustful.
Although purity will make people look stupid and make the whole world laugh at them.
However, as a warrior with a noble background, Balsol understands the psychology of high-level people very well... Even the guardian of the Lord God got into trouble because of lust, so who dares to hire his followers as bodyguards?
However, all Balthor's plans were ruined by the undead's understatement.
Shar...if he did it in person, doesn't that mean the entire scene was recorded?
Maybe even the look of hesitation between the two ladies...even the nostalgic glances across their slender waists and the slightly lewd expressions of carefully comparing the sizes of their breasts are clearly visible.
The most important thing is, now that the beautiful lady with rouge marks is Leila, is there still hope?
Sunique clearly pointed out Cyric's identity without any politeness at all!
Even if the fire-haired lady remains silent under the suppression of some external force, she cannot publicly deny what she said... Doesn't that mean that unless the undead never come to Toril again, this matter cannot be suppressed at all.
Yet?
Those are the elves brought over by Corellon! Their replacement time is not just decades, but hundreds of years!
Balsol fell to the sea with a 'bang', creating a huge splash... Let's just let him die!
He is really, really willing to be annihilated directly with the main god like the chosen demigods who followed the sun god Amaunata!
"Here, Mr. Shopkeeper?" the undead man in red asked seriously, "Do you need help taking you back to Waterdeep City? We are just going back to Aglaia and are passing by!"
"Thank you for your kindness." Balsol covered his face with his two big hands, not intending to let the undead see his twitching expression. "I want to calm down for a while, so just let me float around!"
Then his expression became even more painful.
A string of dialogue drifted in the wind from the undead sailing ship:
"Why does he want to float in the sea? Feel Embry's heart?"
"Those are followers of Heim. They probably want the cold sea water to wash away the terrible memories in their minds."
"Isn't Cyric pretty? But I think Suni is more pleasing to the eye...Although the tea is a bit overdone, the tea is of a very high standard!
If the girls hadn't analyzed those words sentence by sentence, I would have really thought that she was a good and considerate girl!"
"Hey~ What does he care about Cyric! Heim's vulgarity that everyone can see is the key point!"
"Hmm...the gods on Toril still care about this?"
"Isn't the patron saint different? He seems to have always behaved quite seriously. I heard that he has the confidence to compete with Tyr for the priesthood of justice!"
"Huh? Tyr... Tyr seems to be an old bachelor, right?
Speaking of which, Tyr might not be able to resist two beauties like Cyric and Suni, right?
These are old houses that have not been on fire for tens of thousands of years, so it is normal for this to happen."
"Haha~ Tyr provoked you?"
"He has a lot of chivalry stuff! He told me not to do a striptease on the roof, and he even covered me with their foot wraps!"
"Are you dancing in Aglaia? Did Hill in your dream give you the courage? You're not afraid of being smashed into pieces!"
"Hill doesn't care about that!"
"He doesn't care about it in the square, but he will still interfere on the roofs of residents' houses! Have you never been to Hill's house?"
"Why are you watching the followers of Helm scold Tyr? Is there something wrong with you?"
"What does he have to say? Now, it is estimated that only Oluer's arms can keep him sane, right?"
"I'm heading north all the way~Leaving the season with you~The warm sea water can't extinguish the boiling fire in my heart~"
Balsol only felt that although the chorus of the undead was sung in a ridiculous tune and there was no melody to be heard, the content was in line with his mood: "I only wish that the cold North Pole would freeze everything."
He only regretted that he couldn't cry, and there was no less water in his head... But he had always been strong and couldn't do it at all.
Therefore, we still have to find a way to pass this test instead of simply converting like other people.
No matter how bad Heim was, he saved his life, led him to fight in the north and south, and even enjoyed the scenery on countless peaks.
Could he give up his loyalty and admiration for Heim because of something that couldn't even be called evil?
It's just, embarrassing, right?
Balsol turned over and turned his face to the sea and shouted softly: "It's a shame to be embarrassed! I can survive it!"
My Lord will come again!"
Then he nervously observed the bottom of the sea... The environment without even a single kelp made Balsol feel relieved.
It’s not that he felt that there was any shame in shouting like this. Who wouldn’t cheer themselves up before doing something that was extremely difficult and might even require them to trudge through being ridiculed?
But now, Heim's followers don't actually want to be noticed, and neither do the voters.
Those who dare to show their faces publicly at this time may be able to build a country on their own in the future!
Just rely on your face.
Balsol decided to float along the ocean currents for a year and a half, and he would wait until he was washed ashore... Let fate decide where Heim's road to recovery begins!
Since he can’t figure it out himself, he can’t go to Maztec Continent, right?
By the way, isn't that place exchanged with a continent in Abel?
Balsol turned over again... The spell plague is over, have these two places been changed back?
Anyway, the ocean currents always go from warm to cold, then from cold to warm, and finally converge on the huge sea. If the continent of Abel had not been replaced, would they, the believers of Heim, be able to go there?
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After the separation wall formed by the original storm completely disappeared, the five-color dragons on the Laraconde continent fell into a state of chaos, and they could not even care about the cynicism of the original ones.
They have had enough sunshine for so long! Now they just want to go back to the dark Abel!
If you don't leave, Tiamat is coming!
That's a famous money thief!
Now that the dimensional gate can be opened, what will happen to their Lalaconde continent?
Is it possible that they have to abandon the homeland they have managed for tens of thousands of years and flee back to rob the continent of Toril in embarrassment?
But, Abel's other giant dragons are already dividing that continent, right?
Is it too late for them to go back now?
The unlucky dragons from Aber didn't know that in the original history, because the even more unlucky Mystra died twice in a short period of time, their Lalaconde only had one battle in another world.
The brigade returned to Abel... It's just that both sides brought back some creatures from the other world.
But this time, their visit here may become a permanent settlement. Even Tiamat and Bahamut have forgotten about them. It is estimated that they have to search for the racial memory in their bloodline again.
However, the continent of Laraconde is luckier than the Maztec who went to Abor. After all, the dragons and the originals are not characters to be trifled with. Some elites in Toril like to run slave businesses.
, if you want to deal with this newly arrived continent like you used to deal with the Maztec natives, you will only hit the iron plate and give you some snacks with new flavors.
What the dragons are worried about is that they have to change their past lifestyle. For example... the golden statue swaggering at the entrance of the dragon's lair must be hidden.
But there are also some dragons who have wonderful fantasies about the future... Abel is not an ordinary person who can be a chef. The most beautiful food they have ever eaten was the roasted meat when a foreign archmage entertained them.
sheep.
Toril, there should be a lot of delicious food, right?
However, Laraconde's more than three hundred five-color dragons are still a little hesitant to leave the continent and go elsewhere... They are not yet sure of the strength of the powerful men of Toril.