The faint sunlight shone on Victor's face through the window of the room, and he jumped up instinctively, making the bed board creak.
By this time, John had completed his prayers for the day, which meant that his magic CD had been refreshed.
The paladin handed several pieces of elf pie and two unknown fruits to Victor, who was still in a daze.
Last night was when he really fell asleep. Although he didn't completely lose consciousness, he also lost most of his defenses.
His mind was still a little confused when he just woke up. He needed to sort it out: travel, forest, magic, dragons, elves, fortresses, teleportation, treatment - and the peeping thief last night!
"Did something happen last night? Did something get lost or something?"
Victor took the breakfast from John and asked at the same time.
It's a pity that the paladin just shook his head, not that he said no, but that he didn't understand what he said.
[Language Proficiency] is disabled again.
"Shatara, cast that spell on Lord Victor!"
The paladin shouted to the sorceress who was still looking in the mirror.
Only then did Victor realize the situation.
Satara put the mirror back into her magic backpack and walked straight over.
Her temperament changed from cold to a little warm, and her originally light blue eyes turned to light yellow.
——The power of the red dragon has had some impact on her. Judging from the appearance, there is not much change. At least her hair color is still silver, and the scales under her cheeks are still white.
The sorceress nodded and smiled at Victor. It seemed that she had completely recovered from the previous awakening ceremony. Judging from the breath, she was stronger and her heartbeat was stronger.
After all, seeing, hearing, and seeing cannot perceive the power of magic, but can only judge the physical condition.
Even after the red dragon's power was offset, the awakening of the silver dragon's bloodline still had a small positive impact on her physique.
After the sorceress tapped him on the shoulder, Victor was able to communicate with the paladin again.
"No thieves came last night?"
What he entered last night was self-protective sleep, which blocked most of his perceptions. That is, he would not wake up unless there was a threat within a certain range that touched his instinctive perception.
He needs to be in his best condition to receive treatment. Who knows what will happen during the treatment process?!
"The [Fire Hunter Team] led by [Double Blade Allen] is trustworthy, Your Excellency!"
John repeated what he said last night, Victor nodded and took the kettle handed by the sorceress.
In fact, when he was in the navy, after getting up every morning, he would do 10,000 right fists on each hand as a "morning exercise" to warm up, and then swing the sword 10,000 times at night as a pre-sleep exercise...
Naturally, his current injury was not suitable for doing these exercises. He could only eat breakfast in silence, and made up his mind to make up for the missed practice as soon as he recovered from the injury!
This is a hot-blooded middle-aged exercise technique I learned from "The Legend of Gomura Gundo: Eyes" I watched in my previous life - self-discipline!
The most important prerequisite for becoming a truly strong person: self-discipline!
The extended effect: a will stronger than steel!
So how come he, an ordinary time traveler with no golden fingers, can be powerful enough to beat Hawkeye and compete with Kaido without eating Devil Fruit?
The reason is that under years of monster-like training, the will is far beyond ordinary people!
Perhaps after this kind of practice of "thinking about nothing but perseverance", Victor became a little naive, but his persistence in certain objects could not be shaken even by the gods!
*
"John! Listen to me, I should have a share of the dragon's trophies! It was my experience that led you away from the coast, so that we would have the encounter with Maxima later, and we would have a chance to defeat it!"
Tom the profiteer was shouting loudly at the door.
"A businessman who was squatting and shivering in a cave while others were fighting actually dared to ask for the spoils?! It seems you haven't heard the story of Pulisi's team, Portoro! Let's see who that is?"
Doso retorted in a sharp voice, and finally pointed at businessman Tom and threatened.
Tom looked at Victor, the flat-headed brother, and remembered the terrifying scene yesterday: this man was covered in black, covered with the blood of the red dragon, holding a knife in one hand and a dragon's heart in the other!
This figure gradually overlapped with that of a certain barbarian in the story.
The businessman immediately shuddered!
"Team Pulish" is a story circulated among adventurers in the Black Deer City area.
The story is roughly about a comedy story about a team of adventurers who were destroyed due to internal fighting due to uneven distribution of loot.
In the story, there is a timid warrior named Potaro. He did not contribute in the battle, but he demanded the same share of the spoils as everyone else.
After a series of quibbles, Bodoro was finally dug out his intestines by the barbarians in the team, and then strangled to death with the intestines. He died quite miserably...
The story is very bloody, but the process is very joyful, and it is very popular among local adventurers in the tavern.
There are many such stories in Faerûn, and most of them are used to warn adventurers.
For example, "The debate between the elf and the old man", "The trial of the profiteer", "The battle between the barbarian and the beautiful widow", "The story of the dwarf and the half-giant" and so on.
"I...of course I'm not Potaro, I just want to buy some items from the dragon as souvenirs!"
The more Tom talked, the calmer he became. The businessman's bargaining nature made him forget his fear:
"I'm willing to spend money to buy some scales and keel bones, and the price will be based on the market price! Maybe... John, the messenger of dawn, considering what we have experienced fighting side by side, you should give me some discounts!
You know I have nothing left and I need the capital to make a comeback and support my five children!"
"Tsk~"
At the end of his speech, the calm businessman turned into a prayer.
His words caused the halfling to sneer:
"I have to remind you that you still have two villas and three shops in Heilu City..."
Doso and Tom started chattering again.
"Isn't it said that after the dragon dies, only a few scales on its back and neck are valuable for making armor? Only the claws and teeth of the dragon's bones are stronger, right?"
Victor asked doubtfully. He didn't know what parts of the dragon were valuable before, so the two knives that cut Maxima open along the back cost their team at least thousands of gold coins...
"Dragon scales and keel bones, after being ground into powder, undergo some processing, and have certain effects on some nobles... cough..."
The paladin was a little embarrassed when he explained, and the sorceress also turned her face in another direction.
Although he didn't say it clearly, Victor also guessed what it did.
It's an aphrodisiac! It's rare but strange!
It seems that this kind of "middle-aged pain" is tormenting all the wealthy people in the world!
After a heated argument, Dosso threw his dagger triumphantly.
And Tom's head was like a defeated rooster, looking extremely depressed.
However, as we all know, the Paladin's Oath of Devotion includes the virtue of "mercy"!
"Tom, the merchant of Black Deer City, I can decide to sell you some useless scales, and I can even sell you a dragon tooth.
——The premise is that the elf mages agree, after all, the body of the dragon is still in Master Yiwen's magic bag!"
"That's our trophy, what right do the elves have to dispose of it!"
The bald middle-aged man screamed.
Victor was speechless at his behavior of beating snakes and wrapping sticks around them.
However, the paladin was unmoved and said:
"As part of the deal, you need to arrange a ship for us to return to Black Deer City, or even return to Askatra (port of Amn)!"
"It's no problem to return to the Black Deer and his ilk, but to return to Amn... you know how rampant the pirates are in the Moonshadow Islands and Nelanthel Islands! You just come from Amn!"
Tom shook his head and said:
"I need at least five dragon teeth, thirty complete back scales, half a gallon of dragon blood, and... a dragon horn!"
His words once again angered the halfling. Dragon horns are very expensive collectibles! What followed was another round of verbal quarrels...
The final result is that the adventurer sells 3 dragon teeth and 17 complete back scales to Tom at half price. Tom will then arrange a ship for them to go to Black Deer City when needed.
As for the fleet returning to Amn, Tom was only willing to help contact the relevant captains, and they had to negotiate the price themselves.
Of course, it is impossible to sell dragon blood to Tom. After all, so much has been wasted before, and what is left is a very precious magic material!
*
"Hi! John, adventurers, have you finished your breakfast? We can send you to the Mountain Tower at any time!"
Arne came to the door of this room, followed by an angry Tia.
"Just now this lady ran into the zoo where griffon chicks are raised, and alerted several griffon knights to fly into the air. Ernest is handling the matter... Hey! John, this is a military fortress, not
What a village!”
The pastor's gentle tone did not blame, only reminded.
"Of course, I know, and we are ready!"
The paladin glared at Tia fiercely, then turned to confirm the situation with others and said.
"Then let's go there early. Lady Life warned us: Life should be rejuvenated in the early morning! And the Archmage just sent a reminder."
Arne signaled that the adventurers could pack their things and leave. The paladin and Victor looked at each other and nodded in agreement.
The Elf Fortress's attitude of chasing people away is very unusual. Maybe you can only know what it is when you go to Misty Town.
Tia showed a silly smile to John and got away with it, then packed up her belongings...
*
When Victor walked out of the portal, he saw an endless forest. After looking around, he confirmed that he had arrived at the top of the mountain tower - the astrological platform.
There is a large flat area here, covered with various runes. There is a large crystal next to it, as well as some optical equipment similar to telescopes.
Several temple-like offering plates are placed with various mechanical structural parts, gears, bearings, pistons, pumps, etc. made of various gold, silver, copper, iron, mithril, fine gold, magic iron and other metal titles.
A large number of gemstones of various colors were placed on the middle plate.
"Wow~ Are you preparing spell-casting materials? Those gems seem to be worth no less than 5,000 gold coins. The mage is really generous!"
The person who spoke was the profiteer Tom, and John agreed to his request to "take a ride" and teleport back to Misty Town. Anyway, one more person wouldn't be much.
If he does not accept the teleportation, he can only go to the "Windward Paradise" village in the north through the south wind path, and then take the water route to Misty Town - a journey of more than half a month!
Several mages who arranged the scene disappeared from everyone's eyes after a few flashes. They acted in a hurry and seemed to be in a hurry for everything - the elves of the Mountain Tower were probably really going to make some moves.
"Bringer of the Dawn, I need to ask for the help of [The Silent One] Naotinos for this spell. I hope you can avoid it when I cast the spell to avoid angering this [Son of Reason]!"
The Archmage's voice came from around everyone.
Only Victor noticed his sudden appearance in time, but he didn't think he had any way to deal with this kind of method that could appear in any position silently and instantaneously, which made him frown.
This is one of the home field advantages of the legendary mage. Felix does not need to consume any spell slots or casting materials to teleport in his mage tower, and there is no casting delay - the flash has no CD.
"[The Silent One]? Which one is it?"
The paladin asked with some confusion.
"Lord Naotinos was once the disciple of [Ms. Logic] Muldin!"
John nodded in realization, he understood what was going on.
The god he believes in is [God of the Morning] Lathander, and he has a hostile relationship with the former [Lady of Logic] Muldin.
Muldin completely fell in the Year of Turbulence, and it is said that Lathander's handiwork was involved...
This [Ms. Logic] once lived in the [Mechanical Realm] for a short period of time. There were many fans in that plane, and obviously this [Silent One] who was equivalent to a demigod was one of them.
Becoming a priest or paladin requires a lot of religious knowledge. You must be very aware of the enemies of your own gods, otherwise you won't even know how to die!
"It is said that His Majesty likes to be quiet. Maybe we can't let so many people watch the spellcasting, right?!"
Shatara asked the Archmage and received the Archmage's approval.
"Don't worry, young adventurers, we still have some time to talk about other things, such as the dragon's body!"
The Archmage said with a smile.
"Ivan gave it to the Mage Tower before he left. This is your trophy!
However, I request you to sell the dragon head to the Mage Tower, and it may be of some use in the subsequent war!"
"The whole faucet?!"
After the Archmage appeared, the originally reserved businessman Tom exclaimed.
After being ignored by Shatara, he remained silent and said that the deal between them might be about to change.
"If you agree, you can make some requests to me that I can do, and I will try my best to satisfy you. You can also ask for gold coins.
Dragon-slaying warriors, of course, you can also refuse, it’s no big deal. This bag contains the complete dragon corpse!”
"What's your opinion?"
the paladin asked everyone - except businessman Tom.
The adventurers just shook their heads indifferently. In fact, they might not dare to wear real dragon leather armor to take risks. After all, it would mock the real dragon too much...
"Then what do you need? Master Victor? Tia? Dorso"
The paladin asked one by one.
Tia hoped that he would get better enchantments on his shield and weapons in the future, and the Archmage smiled and promised that he would ask the mages of Mist Town to handle this matter.
Shatara reported a bunch of book titles, and the Archmage was very happy to send the books she mentioned out of thin air.
Doso's wish to obtain a more sophisticated set of alchemical equipment was met by Felix.
Victor asked for a magic ring imbued with constant language proficiency—perhaps the most expensive request of all.
Paladin John didn't ask for anything, he just confirmed Yorick's situation with the Archmage.
Yorick has been taken to the Elven Court and returned to the home of one of his relatives, where he will spend the period of weakness caused by taking the potion - a weakness that is difficult to dispel with magic.
John's request is that when Yorick comes to the Wizard's Tower, the Elf Ranger will make the remaining demands!
"I will remind him, kind paladin, that your request is basically equivalent to its value. The large magic bag containing the dragon's corpse is my personal thank you gift!"
The Archmage smiled at everyone and blinked, then shook the air and continued:
"Then if nothing happens, the spell casting can begin. Except for this warrior who stays, everyone else please go to the guest room and wait for a while!"
Victor gave John a reassuring look, and then watched them walk into the portal opened by the Archmage.
"We are about to begin, Your Excellency!"
The Archmage walked to the middle of the "magic circle" and said
"What do I need to do?"
In this empty field, the big guy Victor could only stand on one side in a daze.
"No, no need, He's coming"
He had no idea when the Archmage had finished casting the spell!
A human-shaped shadow composed of various gears, springs and other mechanical parts appeared in the sky, and the ticking sound of the mechanism came from the void.
