87_87643The woman named Xinbu let out a stormy laugh.

"Storm Queen?" she repeated, her unkempt hair now smoother, but still fluttering as if in a gale, "don't call it that. I'm not a queen, just an ordinary human mage. Speaking of which, you, a woman with the bloodline of a powerful divine creature in the heavenly realm, are you more suitable to be called a queen - what prey have you found lately?"

"Don't say it so badly. I'm just admiring these beautiful flowers...... But the men only knew how to rudely break them off the branches and waste them. Chloe and Hembo walked out of the alley side by side, just as a group of cardamom girls passed by them laughing, and there should have been a place where there were strange things for sale that attracted girls—leaving a fresh scent of lilies. After this eye-catching scene had passed, Moriel's carriage had long since disappeared, and the streets were as crowded and noisy as ever.

"Hmph, Deep Stream is still so annoying. Hinbu doesn't have the same special fetishes as Chloe, she frowned, and didn't seem to like this kind of big city with people, and she didn't fit in: "I hate crowds, I hate noise, I hate being squeezed around, and this qiē makes up the city of deep water." Why do people like to get together...... Speaking of which, where did we last see each other?"

"Storm Peak of the Supreme Mountains, didn't you build a mage tower there? Walking out of the alley, Hembo picked a direction, and Chloe followed. Anyway, looking at Xinbu's grinning appearance, it didn't seem like there was any clear destination: "It's not finished yet, are you? You're willing to leave it behind and come to Deep Stream City, aren't you afraid that the mountain giants and orcs will ruin your hard work?"

"Do you think I want to?" Although the air in the city was stagnant and muddy, there was a breeze around the Storm Queen, and the flexible and inviolable wind wall blocked every pedestrian who came too close, making them unconsciously get out of the way of Simbu: "Isn't it because there are relatives here?"

"Relatives?" Chloe's answer was a clear surprise.

"My sister has always lived in Deep Waterfall. Well, it's no wonder you don't know, we generally don't have much contact. Facing another crossroads, Hembo stopped her steps: "Of course there are other things...... That, Chloe. Do you know where the crystal tower is?"

“......

"What's wrong?" Xinbu stretched nonchalantly at the intersection of busy traffic, and the curve of her chest immediately protruded from her robe, it was obvious that Xinbu was wearing nothing under that mage robe, because the two flower buds were faintly printed where they should have appeared, but fortunately she quickly put her hand down before Chloe found out: "It's okay, it's just a relative, I haven't seen each other for a long time anyway, we can just have a good chat." ”

Chloe had long been aware. Whether as a couple or as a travel companion, Hinbu is not a good choice.

The female swordsman pointed in the other direction, "Although I am not familiar with Deep Stream City either...... But at least you can look up and look for it. ”

In the direction of her finger, a tall tower that reflects the sunlight is standing in the corner of the peak of Waterdeep City, not to mention the commercial district, even in the port area outside the city, you can easily find this extremely conspicuous building in the group of towers.

The crystal tower is actually not crystal, but the entire tower from the tower body to the spire of hundreds of smooth mirror-like facets reflect the light all the time, even the starless and moonless night is reflecting, and because of this. Hence the name of the Crystal Tower - the inhabitants of Deepstream sometimes call it the Tower of Glory, but the name may be resentful to the Knights of Morallight rather than so popular. Chloe knew about these last night, and she also knew how tall the tower was. Why is it located in the corner of the mountain and not in the center, and how famous and revered its owner is by the inhabitants of Deepstreamer...... It wasn't in vain to endure the nagging of the fat merchant Frey all night - especially after hearing a lot of gossip about the chief advisor of the Deepstream Lords Alliance, and probably the crystal tower master of the most powerful mage in the North, Venden Daerruo, but-

"What are you doing in the Crystal Tower? Your sister is a mage in the Crystal Tower?"

"No, she's been out of practice for a long time...... What a waste. But my brother-in-law, Dale, is a mage. ”

"Dale if it's your brother-in-law!?"

Frey didn't mention that. Chloe looked at Hembo and asked incredulously, "Your sister is Lady Leila?"

"yes. What's wrong?" Xinbu asked disapprovingly as she walked, but just looking at her tattered robe and sloppy appearance, she would have thought that her sister was a cook.

The Tower of Crystal is already in sight.

Just as all beauties need makeup, all legends are exaggerated. Standing in front of the crystal tower, the feeling of shining light is much lessened, but the tower is still breathtaking, made of a single piece of smooth marble, with a large number of smooth facets.

She didn't see the guard, and Xinbu didn't plan to knock on the door to report, she just made a random gesture to perform the "percussion technique", and opened the iron door by herself, as casually as if she was following her own home. When Hembo and Chloe entered the secluded mountain courtyard surrounded by an iron fence covered with vines, and walked down the winding cobblestone path to the bottom of the tower, the mistress of the Crystal Tower, Lady Leila, was already waiting by the main entrance of the Crystal Tower and smiling at them.

No matter which way it looks, Leila is now more like a graceful and pampered aristocratic lady, the traces of being a mage are almost gone, the layers of skirts set off her noble temperament, and a smile reveals the etiquette and upbringing that a woman from a noble family should have, except for the slightly upturned corners of her eyes and thin lips, Chloe really can't connect the Laila in front of her with the sloppy and sloppy Hinbu all day long.

"Chloe, sort of me as a friend. After taking a seat in the living room on the second floor of the tower, Chloe owed a debt with a brief introduction by Shemboo. The other party reciprocated with aristocratic politeness and a kind but distant smile, and the swordswoman suddenly regretted that she should continue to walk the streets, she was not used to such formal family meetings.

"As I expected, there are Cyrech lackeys around the corner, and it looks like it's going to be a long time coming. Xinbu leaned on the couch with an absent-minded look, and she didn't know who she was talking to: "Isn't Dale at home?"

"He went to the town hall to meet with the lords, and he hasn't come back yet, so you should have informed us sooner since you came. If it weren't for Miss Chloe leading the way, you'd probably get lost in Deep Stream again.

Smiling and chloe nodded, the premonition of instructing the servant to serve a drink hit Chloe's heart, feeling that she would soon fall into that awkward and lengthy small talk.

"Oh. Is it...... It's not a good thing for a mage general to get involved in such a mess of mundane affairs. Xinbu lazily picked up the tea in front of him, as if he felt that it was a very troublesome thing to put the teacup to his mouth, and immediately put the teacup on the low table in front of him: "By the way, Chloe." What have you been doing lately, or are you traveling aimlessly?"

"yes, what else could it be. The female swordsman also picked up the teacup in front of her, and immediately a distant and deep aroma came to her face: "But recently, I met a few interesting people on my travels, and my life is not so boring." ”

"Tell me about it, then?"

"It's surprising that you have this kind of leisure. When Chloe noticed, she noticed that the hostess Leila smiled at her quickly and decently, got up and left the living room: "But you won't like her, it's a red-robed mage and her ground structure...... Feed. What the hell are you here for, maybe I should leave, it's a private party for your family. ”

"Oh, did you get a Shinchi girlfriend?" haha...... "It seems that it's because I'm relaxed at my sister's house." Hembo laughs now as if he had a good dream while sleeping, "I really don't like the red-robed mages, they are not much better than the Shirek cultists, so what I say next may make you feel unpleasant......"

Suddenly, there was a commotion in the hallway outside the living room door, and Simbu stopped talking, and Chloe couldn't help but look towards the door.

"Damn- oh. I'm sorry, ma'am, but you promised me, President. If you dare to break the contract, I will throw you into the Arctic glacier to feed the snow wolf!"

"Because this year's ice age came very early, and the storms are frequent, the fleet of the Chamber of Commerce really can't deliver the supplies you need to the port near the Ridge of the World Mountain Range on time, this can't be blamed on the Chamber of Commerce Alliance, you yourself know this matter very well!"

"Please, both of you. Leila quickly led the other two guests into the living room.

After introducing Xinbu and Chloe, Layla turned to the other two: "This is Tiger Tiger, the deputy head of the Ice Wind Knights, who is as famous as the Knights of Dawn, and this is Mark ......, the president of the Northern Chamber of Commerce Alliance."

"Oh, hello, two pretty ladies!" Tiger grinned, his voice was loud, as if he was about to shake the magic crystal chandelier on the roof, but what was different from Moriel's imagination was that the barbarian in front of him was not very tall and stout, not even as tall as himself, and although the leather armor made of animal skins was not very neat, it could be seen that it was the best equipment, and what was even more interesting were the two huge plate axes inserted behind his belt, and the cold and shining axe blades seemed to form a line of defense around him, and he really didn't know how to sit on the expensive sofa under his buttocks。

The other man in a gorgeous aristocratic costume did not speak, but smiled and nodded to the two ladies, he should be the one who spoke softly, but the difference between his image and voice was even greater, this bearded, burly body like a real barbarian Chamber of Commerce president speaking in that slightly immature voice, it was really hard to imagine.

"Then come with me, everybody, if Dale will be back soon, let's go to the conference room and wait for him. With that, Leila first walked out of the small living room through the door on the other side, followed by Tiger and Mark.

"Ahh It's troublesome......" Hembo reluctantly got up from the couch, "Come on, Chloe, let's go and hear what's interesting." ”

The day after seeing the Barbarian Warrior Leader and the Barbarian Merchant, Chloe was listlessly pulling the steak on her plate, and had a wordless ramble with Lady Leila—she now regretted why she had promised Hembo to leave together after the spell was done with Archmage Dale, but who would have thought that it would take them almost a day and a night? Moriel used spells to predict that he was always quick.

"Is the problem of the northern glaciers really serious to this extent?" Looking at the elegant and quiet lady, Chloe could only say something "serious" when she thought about it, and it didn't matter if she had a husband. It's just that she doesn't want to reach out to Simbu's sister - who knows if they have the same genetics?

"yes. Lyra changed into her normal lounge clothes, and the Mithril jewelry on her wrists and ankles glowed with a soft magical light: "The activities of the monsters on the Spine of the World and the Broken Glacier this year are a little too abnormal...... Both in quantity and variety, far more than ever before. Now the Snow Elves have sent a reconnaissance report to the Icewind Knights that they have found groups of white dragons in the depths of the Broken Glacier...... It's unimaginable. ”

Chloe had already cut the small steak into dozens of pieces with a dining knife, almost all of the same size: "I'm going to go to the north when I'm free...... Hinbu is too slow, isn't he?"

Footsteps were heard outside the door.

Archmage Venden Dayro walked in—he looked very old compared to the graceful and graceful Lyra. His sideburns were gray, and his emaciated face had a debilitating look peculiar to the caster because he had long mastered a power that did not belong to him, and his gray mage robe hung down to the ground. With a frown furrowed, he walked in with a neatly trimmed chin and an equally gray beard.

"My dear. Leila stood up, and Chloe followed suit—but she didn't see the shadow of Hembo behind Dayr.

Leila asked Daerruo to sit next to her, tucked her long curly hair back to her shoulders, and held Daerruo's hand with her well-maintained and slender hands: "How is it?"

"Chaos, darkness, huge fluctuations......" The first mage of Deep Stream City gently grabbed his wife's hand. Rather tired, she didn't even say hello to Chloe: "The distance is as unsightly as shrouded in a fog." ”

Chloe felt she had to say something.

"The ......," she touched her nose, "I think it's time for me to take my leave." Master Dale, can you sue me. Where did Hinbu go?"

"Xinbu?" Daerro looked up at the female swordsman with his deep, eyes like two wells, "Lady Xinbu has gone to the docks. She had a pact with the Knights of Morning Light that one of the purposes of coming to Deep Waterfell was to deal with the increasingly rampant drug trade of the red-robed mages and the Cirics...... How, Miss Chloe,

Dao?"

Chloe's face suddenly turned ugly.

"Damn!" she whispered.

Morrill carefully selected spells for the evening's trading. Trying to make them as useful as possible and reasonable. Strenuous spells are carved into the mind line by line, reaching the limit of saturation, and this is the most powerful and terrifying moment for a mage. It was as if a loaded gun was more frightening than ten knives - and because Morriel was undoubtedly a good marksman, it was also more deadly.

By the time the meditation was over, it was nearly dusk. Forty-seven didn't wait in the study, Moriel thought that he should go out to find him, maybe he should continue to study how to solidify the spell of the mind connection on him, thinking like this, Moriel just walked into the living room, and suddenly found that there was a naked man standing opposite, with his back to her and facing the mirror I don't know what to play on my face, the muscles of my whole body are up, almost as burly and terrible as an orc, but the skin is miserable and white, which startles Moriel.

"Who are you?" Morrill asked in a cold voice.

The man looked back - his face was indescribably terrifying. His facial features were like a messy rag, twisted and twisted together, and this appearance alone could scare most people into running away.

Morriel couldn't help but take a step back, almost wanting to strike first.

The man grabbed his face with his hand and pulled hard. Suddenly, there was a cracking sound. His face widened. He rubbed the corners of his forehead and straightened his face. Two bouts of crimson peeked through the blood-dripping eyes, like light in the abyss. A large hole cracked in the corner of his mouth on the left side, and a metallic cold light leaked from the blood stain that had been painted on half of his face.

"You...... This is ......" Morrill recognized the familiar gaze and squinted his eyes to examine him, "This is the skin of the shapeshifter Kani gave you?"

"Well, she thinks I should disguise myself. Whatever it is. Forty-seven raised his hand triumphantly and moved his fingers: "A metal scaffold wrapped in living skin, with an average lifespan of one hundred and twenty years...... ill

"What are you talking about? Aren't you about to be scrapped?" Morriel slapped his forehead, "Oh my God, you're so ugly. Go wash and sew up those holes in your body. Find another piece of clothing! We're leaving!"

"Of course. Forty-seven twisted his neck: "Wait, there's one more thing." ”

When Canny came to find Morriel and Forty-Seven, the two were ready to go. Morriel wore the red-robed mage's signature robes, the color of his entire body was like blood, even the belt around his waist was red, and the tip of his staff was a large red gem - with the hallmark of the red-robed mage. Forty-seven simply put on a warrior's outfit, nothing more than to hide the skin he wore roughly, which was amazing. The wound at the corner of his mouth had largely healed, leaving only a slight valgus scar, as if the mimic skin itself had life.

But what caught Kanny's attention the most was the big black box next to Forty-Seven. It seems to be made of steel throughout, reflecting a faint cold light, and the edges and corners are roughly jointed, very sharp, and easy to scratch people.

"What is this?" asked Kani.

Forty-seven patted the box: "This, of course, is something ready to be traded." ”

Carney didn't say anything more. Now, she couldn't say anything more. Since Morriel had decided to use her and the Syric's followers to make a "big deal", she had no choice but to follow for now.

The three did not leave the stronghold. Instead, they came to the basement of Kani's house, a very spacious place that resembled a magic laboratory, surrounded by workbenches with test dishes and potions of all kinds, and on the walls hung all kinds of beast skins and bones of unknown things, as well as all kinds of half-rusted weapons and strange things that were not famous. Under a few dim magic torches, qiē looks ghostly?? Forty-seven recalled the laboratory in the swamp mage tower, and found that the original mage's laboratory was not all the same.

A vacant lot had apparently been temporarily cleared in the center of the basement. The floor was carved with a large number of difficult magic spells, and a number of magical items were placed in a certain order to form a magic circle. Nancy, who was next to the magic circle, was also startled at first when she saw Forty-Seven, as one of the leaders of the tattooed samurai, she didn't remember such a strange-looking samurai in the stronghold.

Forty-seven put the iron box on the ground and smashed it with a loud bang.

Kani glanced back at him with disgust, and quickly checked the array carved into the floor for any damage, and whether the crystals and gems arranged in a certain order were loose.

"Dig it up, this is very delicate. Morriel also criticized Forty-Seven, saying the same thing about the magic circle rather than the contents of the chest: "Just the slightest mistake in the teleportation array, and in a few moments your head will most likely be separated from your ass." ”

"The head and the ass are originally separated. Forty-seven muttered, raised his hand and pulled his face: "It's space transfer again." I hate space transfers...... Moriel, have you thought about it?"

"What?" Morrill asked rhetorically.

"When you are doing a spatial transfer, a fly also flies to you and is transferred together. In this way, you are all micronized during the teleportation, and after the teleportation is over, you and the fly will mix, and the body tissues will mutate, and then you will become a big fly that looks like a human...... Or a man who looks a lot like a big fly......"

"Shut up! come here! this won't happen!" Morriel yelled, but his eyes quickly glanced over the teleportation array