Twenty Sided Dice

"There is a giantess named Nata, she is so powerful. I have seen her destroy the walls of the tavern with one hand." The halfling held his handkerchief and wiped his tears. In order to defend the starting point outpost, the officer often fought her to the death, even fighting all night, and he always seemed very tired."

Despite the sincerity and sincerity of the halfling's words, Siegel always felt that the story was full of eerie feelings after hearing the details. He put his arms up on the table, covered the corners of his mouth where he was about to laugh, and let the halfling continue.

"The Giantess hasn't appeared recently, but the atmosphere at the starting point is tense. I heard that if Commander Mor is not handed over, the barbarians of the steppe will come to destroy the outpost." The halfling was so anxious that he was about to cry. , hurriedly said: "Now the outpost is preparing fortifications to prevent the enemy from attacking. Food and weapons are being hoarded, and a war is about to break out! Lord Lord, you must save Commander Mor, he is a good man!"

Sig nodded and said to the halfling Lear, "I'll go to the starting point to see what's going on there. You go down and rest first, I'll do some preparations."

The halfling was taken down and arranged to eat and sleep in the servant's room. Siegel thought for a while, and went to the one-eyed father Feizach himself to ask if there was any recent news about his grandson Moore.

The old man has entered a semi-retirement state, and his daily life is to be carried around the castle by servants, looking for a quiet, sheltered and sunny place to sleep. Everyone respected this old man very much, and when they saw him, they would take their steps lightly and pass carefully. But Siegel knew. Feizak's hearing is very sharp. Even if a cat walks by not far away, he can distinguish it. This is the vigilance that comes from being a spy for a long time. Therefore, it is better to walk over directly and generously, so that the old man can feel at ease.

"Moll is getting married?" Faizac was obviously the first to hear about it, but he said it wasn't impossible. "The child Mor sent me a letter, but he said that a woman was pursuing him. I advised him to be careful, after all, the identity of the lord of the starting point outpost is more attractive than the word Mor, so don't be used by others. But I understand that child, he wouldn't dare to marry secretly without your and my consent."

"It just so happens that there is nothing important in Myr City recently. I'll go to the outpost of the starting point." Siegel said, "Would you like to go and see it together? If you follow me, the road will be much more comfortable."

"Then trouble the lord."

The passage capacity of the city wall mountain tunnel is not strong, so the team to the starting point outpost cannot be very large. Siegel and Faizac, plus more than thirty knight attendants would be enough. Mana continued to perform the duties of acting as the lord, and the main work was on the autumn harvest. The mages of the Federation still have several months to complete the drawing of the magic circle. During this time, Wendy has been quieter and no longer pestered Siegel often, but it seems that she has other plans.

Before leaving, Siegel found Evan and asked him if he wanted to go to the west of the Walled Mountains. Evan said nothing, and patted Siegel on the shoulder happily. I gladly accepted the invitation. So on the fourth day after the halfling was found from the barrel, the group rode on donkeys. Begin to travel through the city wall mountain tunnel, and embark on a journey that has long been thought of.

Riding a donkey is also helpless. The horses in Heim's territory are tall and can only be led along in the passage, and they will also slow down their progress. Only the short donkeys are the main transport capacity in the tunnel, and they are not afraid of the completely closed tunnel environment. Thanks to these animals, the City Wall Mountain Tunnel can increase the capacity on the basis of the ropeway line to meet the needs of the exchange of goods between the two parties.

The most comfortable person on the journey was not Siegel, but Feizak. He lay on the floating disc summoned by the mage, and there were no bumps along the way, as stable as lying on his own big bed. He also wears an adaptation cloak, which regulates temperature and humidity regardless of the surrounding environment, so it is always the most comfortable environment underneath. The old man laughed along the way, in stark contrast to the way halflings always cry out of urgency.

Although there is no floating disc, Siegel summons the Phantom Horse. He reduced the size of the Phantom Colt by compressing the power of magic, but it grew a pair of legs, like a lizard with a horse's head, just enough to carry his weight. With guards leading the way in the passage, Siegel did not have to worry about the march, and concentrated on carving the crystal stone in his hand.

"Where did you find the red crystal? It's as big as a fist?" Evan, who was used to seeing rare and precious treasures, was also surprised. Crystal stones of such purity and volume had a price of seven or eight thousand gold coins, which was more than General magic items are much more expensive. Siegel used it to carve, and kept deducting gem powder from it, all the while reducing its weight and value.

"This is not a natural crystal." Siegel said, "I gathered some small crystal stones I found from Waterdeep City, and used a spell to make them fuse and grow, and they became what they are now. In fact, the value of this crystal is not that high. But it's quite suitable to be used as a component of a magic circle."

"You have such ability, why don't you make a few more pieces and sell them for money?" Evan asked strangely: "Is this much better than farming and collecting taxes?"

"To whom?" Siegel laughed. "The mage knows that it is made of spells when he gets it in his hand; ordinary people will be discouraged when they see the price. There may be a wealthy businessman who buys it, but when he gives the crystal to the craftsman for processing, the craftsman will also tell him the crystal. The secret. In the end, am I a liar who sells fakes?"

"That's right, this kind of thing is not very honorable." Evan pouted, watching Siegel continue to carve strange lines on the crystal: "What kind of magic circle is Heimland building?"

"Will you tell me about the magic circle in Star City?".

"Why not?" Evan said: "The royal city has a total of seven layers of magic circles, each of the three city walls has one layer, the palace has three layers, and the other layer is in the secret room of the bedroom. The first layer of magic circle is to suppress the harsh climate environment, The teleportation technique cannot cross the second magic circle, and the third city wall can block the entry of undead and demons. Inside the palace, there are magic effects to avoid detection, avoid curses, detect poison and disease, and some messy protection. Spells. But since it was built, no one has been able to force the formation of the Star City to run at full power."

"But I won't tell you how to close the magic circle. Only the king who has ascended the throne has this ability. I can't do it even if I know it now." Evan smiled and said to Siegel: "Now I can talk about your magic circle. right?"

"It's a virtue to be curious," Siegel said cryptically. "You'll always know."

"Huh. That's what I call the mage's stinky bug," Evan said to Feizak, who was leaning against the cushion and smiling. "Don't you feel bad about being kept in the dark?"

"Lord Lord is also for safety reasons. The believers of the God of Murder are good at lurking and spying, so they have to be as careful as possible." Feizak explained.

"If you want me to tell me, those people in black are probably not in the New World." Evan sat on the back of the donkey but was still able to keep his balance all the time, dangling but couldn't fall. He said: "The war in the New World has just ended. Everyone wants peace. It is very difficult for the **** of murder to stir up trouble. The Starry Kingdom is like a big oil tank. You won't come to evacuate, will you?"

Siegel nodded after hearing this: "I have the same speculation, but the question is how do these men in black travel between the two continents? The **** of murder is not an elf god, and he has always despised magic. Attitude. Even if the power grows inexplicably, it won't suddenly give it spell knowledge, so it's hard to imagine him building something like a teleportation array."

"Then the only thing left is the ship." Evan said: "I can go to the New World by boat without being discovered. What's wrong with a group of people in black? After the Orc War, the sea is full of smugglers and pirates. It's not difficult to hide your whereabouts."

"I know, this is not an easy task." Siegel temporarily stopped the engraving work in his hand. Said: "There is no good way at the moment. Even if I order the knights to go door-to-door, they have a way to get away. It's hard to tell from a person's appearance his beliefs unless he is the kind of shaman who needs tattoos."

"My father once said. A sword can only split a person's head, but he can't dig out what he is thinking about." Evan said: "That's why my father cooperated with the Temple of Dawn and let them manage the spiritual world. We focus on our stomachs. Fill our stomachs with food, stop thinking about them, and the kingdom is settled.”

The Star Kingdom has a history of more than 3,000 years, relying on this system. However, for a while, the mages mastered the mind, which led to the rebellion of the mages lords, which almost destroyed half of the kingdom. The Temple of Dawn is a good partner, although sometimes they are a little weaker, but these people at least never do evil.

With the expansion of the territory, after the residents' life became more stable, the requirements for faith and magic began to appear. Only two or three pastors and doctors alone cannot meet everyone's needs. Although the construction of the temple will take away part of the income of the territory, it can indeed improve the living standard of the residents.

And faith cannot be false. With the priests and believers of the good god, the spread of belief in the **** of murder is also a limitation. It is impossible for Siegel to hang the sword over people's heads every day, but the priest of the good God can always send words of exhortation to the ears of the people.

Most of the people in Heimland believe in the Mother Earth, because they believe that the New World is the greatest gift from the Mother Earth. There are also many believers in the Moon God of the Lord of Dawn and the elves. The latter was weakened to a certain extent due to the elves' war, but began to recover gradually under the influence of the saints. The warrior (battle) **** is still the first choice for knights, these gods are at odds with the murder god, so they are the power to draw on.

Siegel wrote it down, sent a messenger to Myr City, and handed it over to Alfred. If he can complete this complicated matter and deal with the relationship between the various temples, then he can be entrusted with more important tasks.

The scenery of the long tunnel is monotonous and boring, and only the part of the abandoned mine has a little sense of novelty. Siegel had a whim and wondered if he could make a passage from here and sneak into the top of Mora's Peak. However, he thought about it, doing so would easily expose the important tunnel in front of him, which might lead to passiveness in the overall situation, so it is better to postpone it for a while.

The dwarf's mine is unfathomable, and standing next to the shaft feels dizzy. While stopping to rest here, everyone came to the edge of the cliff to probe their brains and look down to test their courage.

Siegel was able to fly~www.wuxiaspot.com~ such a thing had no effect on him, but he was still pulled by Evan and looked down with him. The two stood still on the edge of the cliff, only the wind blowing from the bottom of the pit swayed their sleeves.

"Siegel, can you see the bottom of the pit with a spell?". Evan asked suddenly.

"No, there is enough depth to remember, and there is still pure darkness below."

"Forget it," Evan said. "I think there's something down there."

"You want to dig up dwarves' treasures?" Siegel asked with a smile.

"If there's a treasure, I'm very interested, after all, it's a good adventure, isn't it?". Evan shook his head: "I always feel that there is something strange in the dark."

"It's probably your illusion." Siegel turned and walked back: "My magic didn't detect anything."

Evan frowned, that strange feeling was looming, but after Siegel said it, it seemed that it didn't exist at all. (To be continued.)

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