Inside the [Floating City] belonging to [Iolum], inside a certain towering metal structure [Magic Tower].
'In this case, after I say hello to the other [Grand Arcanists], I will have the [Nese Scroll] transported to you...'
After responding to [Karsus]’s request through [Telepathy].
He has survived for thousands of years and witnessed the rise of the [Kingdom of Netheril] with his own eyes.
But in terms of appearance, he maintains the youthful look of his thirties, like an elegant aristocrat.
Even [Iolum], who has a far more noble temperament.
He slowly took a few steps forward.
Looking at the interior of the [Magic Classroom] with a natural expression, he looked at the apprentices who were working hard to learn knowledge.
That feeling.
Just like what [Karthus] said before about the hope of repairing the [Scroll of Resistance], it couldn't really impress him at all.
But, only he himself knows.
He actually takes this matter very seriously.
However, on the contrary, many associations emerged in his mind...
One of them was that he had a vague premonition in his heart.
Perhaps, this time, there will be another problem with [Scroll of Resistance]...
Something is slightly wrong.
It will be stolen inexplicably like last time, resulting in the complete loss of all [Nese Scrolls].
Second of all, as of now, although the [Kingdom of Netheril] looks like the sun is shining in the sky, with thousands of [Floating Cities] floating in the sky, it is undoubtedly the strongest among the surrounding countries, but the outside world
There are always huge threats, and there is no real backbone that can resist enemies of the level of [gods], and as a leader, he naturally has to worry about this...
'Otherwise, just transfer the [Scroll of Nese] to my [Floating City], and let [Karthus] come directly to me to study it...'
[Iolem] suspected that things might be lost again, after thinking about it carefully.
After making a difficult decision.
This approach was eventually abandoned.
As a [National Treasure], the value of [Scroll of Netheril] is certainly very valuable, but compared to the survival of the entire [Kingdom of Netheril], it is still a bit insignificant...
Compared to the temporary stability, and the restoration plan that I don’t know will be successful.
Now, he wants to borrow the [Scroll of Resistance] for some testing.
Measure this.
At this moment, [Kingdom of Netheril] or [Empire of Netheril], how much risk does it stand on...
Now [Netheril] is really feared by others...
If, under the strictest supervision, the [Scroll of Nese] is only transported within the country, it will still be stolen again.
Then it means that there is a real [god], which is almost blatantly targeting them!
even.
The other party is already a little impatient for the existence of the [Kingdom of Netheril].
Even if it is a fleeting opportunity, I will not let it go!
'I have led you to develop from a relatively powerful country to what is now known as the [Magic Empire]. Even those elves who are aloof and arrogant need to be afraid of our achievements...'
'But, everything has its limit after all...'
Think of this.
[Iolum] could only sigh slowly in the end.
As the ruler of the entire [Netheril Empire], he knows better than the other [Grand Arcanists] who are devoted to research how dangerous he and others are now...
It is obviously not strong enough to challenge the [True God], but it occupies a large amount of population, resources, and land, and it also possesses the feared [Magic Technology], and it has a pivotal position in the entire [Faerûn Continent].
and.
I and others still completely disrespect the teachings of the [gods], despise their faith, and denounce them as dross!
What's more, he is quite pretentious and looks down on all forces and people who don't have enough magic knowledge!
basically.
Such an unsociable performance has violated all the taboos that can be committed in this [world]...
It's said to be extremely annoying.
No problem either...
And he, Iolum, is the supreme ruler.
Although I knew that there was something wrong with all of this, I was unable to change it due to the deep-seated nature of the problem.
Because that is the nature of every [Netheril Arcanist]!
Even he himself has such thoughts in his heart.
Despise anyone who is not knowledgeable enough!
Peeping at the one sitting on the throne of God!
Consider yourself knowledgeable, pretentious, and believe that knowledge can make up for everything. This is the nature of [Netheril Arcanist]!
So arrogant that you could call it arrogance!
Even, under the influence of the [Arcanist] who is an upper-class dignitary.
Even the [Netherese commoners] below are always revealing this smell.
It can be said.
The entire country is raising the hatred value.
I have made many enemies but I am already lost...
This is the current situation of [Kingdom of Netheril]...
——
One day later.
Under the mobilization of [Iolum].
Led by a [Senior Grand Arcanist] who has already advanced and is well prepared.
Forty elite-level [Arcanists] and two hundred melee-type [Professionals] are assisting.
The mighty [National Treasure Escort Team] officially set off without the knowledge of the civilians.
Their only mission was to spend three days transporting the [Scroll of Nese] to the [Floating City] in [Karsus].
The starting point and the final point are both located in the hinterland of the Kingdom of Netheril.
As for the strength of the escorts, let alone operating in our own hinterland, even in a hostile area during wartime, they can kill seven in and seven out!
So, there is no doubt that this is not a troublesome task.
No one really regarded this as a high-risk mission.
However.
The next day, at sunset.
A message was sent back.
[Scroll of Resistance] was stolen again.
Escort the team, including the leading [Grand Arcanist].
No one survived.
All died in a canyon.
In the nearby area, except for very few traces of battle.
There is almost no sign of resistance!
This means that most of the escorts will probably die without even knowing who the enemy is!
All of a sudden.
At the same time as the news spread.
There was an uproar and noise throughout the country.
And as the first one to get the news.
[Iolum] stood on the balcony made of pure white jade, overlooking the small mountains surrounding [Floating City]. After being silent for a long time, his eyes turned to look at the edge of the distant skyline.
The orange-red sunset was setting in the west.
In the end, he just let out a long sigh with a somewhat sad expression...