In the past two years in Toril, Hill has always had many doubts in his mind, but here, he can't find anyone who can answer his questions.
He knew that many plots would happen, but the word 'why' kept lingering in his heart.
Although the Tablet of Destiny is a good excuse, there are some things that just have the same ending. Even Hill can think of many ways to avoid some of the things in between.
There are only dozens or even hundreds of words on the destiny stone, and the gods of Toril will never be willing to be just puppets.
This is not the story or game background he saw in the past. Since it is a real existence, many things must have reasons.
Even if it seems stupid, there must be some special reason.
What puzzled him the most was: "I really don't understand why Kelben dared to do this? Why was he so sure that Mystra would help him?
I have heard many versions, and it seems that the Tablet of Destiny only confirms his death.
However, for resurrection, what needs to be seen is Mystra’s mood. What if?
What if Mystra feels that the silver fire is not enough to make her pay so much?
Moreover, why is Mystra's style of doing things so rough? What is she anxious about?"
"The advisor to the goddess of magic has always been Azuth, the patron saint of mages.
But Azuth is very dissatisfied with the fact that the current Mystra must stick to the good camp.
He felt that Mystra's buttocks were too crooked, which would cause many neutral and even evil-aligned mages to have doubts about the origin of magic and the magic network.
This is very harmful to the Magic Network.
Therefore, Azuth has always been opposed to some of Mystra's actions and has also blocked some of her actions.
Mystra's own thinking is very imperfect, and she cannot understand what the neutral camp mage thinks, let alone the evil camp.
Because of these things, she has been warned by AO many times.
Mystra wanted to find a subordinate god who obeyed her completely and could understand those complicated things, instead of a subordinate god like Azuth who just ignored her and ignored her.
Although Black Stick's approach offended many people, she found it understandable.
In other words, in her stupid mind, her understanding of the neutral camp is the same as Kelburn's.
Azuth must be very angry now, and he probably doesn't even want to leave the Kingdom of God.
In fact, his relationship with his former magic goddess can be regarded as a lover.
Therefore, he somewhat regards the new Mystra as his inexperienced daughter who is facing a heavy and complicated job. He must tutor her so that she can best perform her duties.
However, others didn't think so. Her vision for Kelben was a bit too obvious at this time.
Hehe, she still thinks of herself as the Midnight Mage from the past, not Mystra."
Corellon also liked the fruit wine that Hill brewed himself. While drinking, he smiled and explained Hill's doubts.
Hill was stunned for a long time before he reacted. No wonder, since this year, the God of Mage, who has been working hard to communicate the relationship between mages, warlocks, wizards and the goddess of magic, has remained silent and has never intervened in Mystra's affairs.
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No matter how powerful the chosen ones are, what they can do is still far behind compared to gods and demigods.
There is actually nothing wrong with Mystra's idea. Cultivating one's own connections is what every high-ranking person would choose.
But compared to her slow but effective inheritance of the position of the goddess of magic, her approach to the priesthood is a bit too impatient.
Maybe it’s because she is surrounded by people who miss her ex, Mystra, and it’s too much for her to bear?
Just like if the Archmage Elminster who lived in seclusion in the Valley of Shadows was willing to help her, she wouldn't be so embarrassed by many things, but that man was not willing to come forward for her at all.
If she chose to remain silent out of loyalty to Mystra, the first goddess of magic, Elminster also helped her predecessor.
It can only be said that she has not actually been recognized by these voters, except for Kelben, who is ambitious and wants to become a god.
The seven sisters of Alastron seemed to just obey the will of God, but they did not take the initiative to do anything for the magic goddess.
Hill nodded, finally understanding why Midnight, who was born as a mage, suddenly became so stupid.
Even the good camp will not give up the power in their hands.
Corellon raised his head and glanced: "AO is here to find me. I have to concentrate on dealing with him. This guy has always been cunning.
You can prepare for the arrival of the undead, that's for sure.
The chief god of the gnomes and dwarves will also help me.
The Tablet of Destiny is too biased towards humans.
In fact, they were a little unwilling.
Lovely Hill, thank you for everything you have done to help the elves, it makes me work much more calmly."
He suddenly showed a smile like a spring flower: "The days of elves do require a lot of changes, don't they?
What I cherish is only their lives, not the power they hold."
Although he sounded like a king, his actions of constantly putting away food and drinks made Hill feel no sense of respect at all.
Seeing Corellon disappearing like a whirlwind, Hill slowly sat down.
He needs to calm down.
"Sir, Mr. Linn is here." Liszt asked, "Do you have enough sense to talk to him now? Moreover, he just wanted to make a floating disk, but found that the floating disk failed.
There was no answer to my call, and Martha didn't know what was going on.
Mr. Lin En was a little anxious, and as soon as he found out that the floating disk was usable again, he ran up."
Hill held his chin and said a little sadly: "The undead will come in seven days. How long can I keep this secret? Invite him in!"
He should come to me if there is something urgent."
"Hill." Linn walked in quickly and looked concerned at Hill, who was sitting at the desk and not very clean, "What happened?"
"It was Corellon who came just now." Hill said simply, "He wants to talk to me about something first."
Linn's whole body stiffened.
He looked at his friend in disbelief.
Although he knew that Hill's status must be quite high, Linn still couldn't believe that he could communicate directly with Corellon like this.
Corellonco hasn't answered the elf's call for a long time.
Hill was silent for a few minutes, and finally spoke with difficulty under Linn's glare: "I have a little bit of Corellon's blood, so I can have a good relationship with him.
But don’t ask me where they came from, even Corellon probably wouldn’t want to tell me about those things.”
He sped up his speech and got down to business: "Why did you come to see me? You tell me first! Then I will arrange other things.
Don't stand! Sit down! Corellon was sitting on the sofa next to you just now, you can just feel it."
Linn rolled his eyes speechlessly, walked around the sofa where Corellon sat, and sat on the chair next to him: "Hill, I'm different from you, I still fear the gods.
You don't need to explain, you didn't show any fear, but if it were me, the moment Corellon appeared, I would have to kneel on one knee.
I have heard that the elves in the High Forest have always had a close relationship with the Elf Father, but I come from Evermeet Island, where the rules are stricter."
Hill blinked: "The elf priests in the Supreme Forest will chat with people from other worlds and gossip about interesting things about Corellon."
Lin En looked indifferent: "So Yongju Island is going to be finished! They use their own minds to speculate on the gods, and it is normal for them to be abandoned.
Forget it, let's not mention those spoiled guys.
I came here to tell you that we still have two teams left in Mis Drannor. They are more lucky. They are the rare teams that have no victims except for my cousins.
They stayed there to protect the ordinary elves who fought alongside the Crusaders and some of the remains that were waiting for relatives and friends to find them.
Before leaving there, Oersted had already sent lists of the dead to all major cities, hoping that their relatives would come to take them back.
If there is no news within half a month, I will probably have to use the magic ship again.
We will open another resting place for them outside the Crusaders' cemetery."
There was a trace of bitterness on Linn's face: "Originally we planned to bury them in Mis Drannor, but since they can return to the embrace of the elven gods here, we must bring them back.
Hill, the last time so many elves died was during the Disaster of Dawn.
Although some subsequent battles were brutal, the elves were only injured and retreated, but not so many died."
Hill nodded: "You handle these matters! Lynn.
Don’t be too sad, for many elves, death is not a cruel thing.”
Linn's face was indifferent: "If it weren't for the blessings of the gods, Hill, it would be cruel. The Supreme Forest welcomes every elf to return, but even Oster can't guarantee that he can walk in safely.
Logically speaking, anyone can enter the Everlasting Island, but many elves will not choose to go. They would rather their souls never find a refuge than go back.
If I died outside, I wouldn't go back.
In fact, the most important thing I came here to do is to thank you. If it weren't for helping me, you wouldn't need to participate in many things.
But..." "It has nothing to do with Corellon, Lynn, I'm just here to help you." Hill said flatly, "Corellon is good at everything, but it's too sentimental and leaves a lot of trouble. I don't think so.
What good is it to be his descendant?"
Lin En glanced at Hill hesitantly, not knowing what he was thinking of.
"No need to think about it." Hill sighed, "You will know what's going on soon. Aglaia and I's original world, Trasil, has a group of very interesting adventurers from another world.
Many of the gods in Toril have dealt with them, but that was in other worlds.
This time, Corellon plans to bring them to Toril, and they will come to Aglaia in seven days."
