87_87643After the early cold of the Northlands was already unstoppable, a heavy snowfall that had not been seen for many years enveloped the entire Deep Stream City, drowning the "crown of the Northland" in endless whiteness.

The streets and houses were all covered in a thick layer of snow -- the municipal system of Deep Flow City began to operate at full capacity, and at least to ensure that not too many people on the streets would freeze to death because of the severe cold and snow, and that something would happen. Deep River City is a bustling city where people can do their best, but it is not a utopia where everyone can eat and drink.

Slum areas such as ports and urban fringes are the areas most affected by the snowstorm, and many of the improvised houses built by the poor themselves have collapsed because they cannot withstand the snow pressure on the roofs, and their basic survival is already under the threat of heavy snow, which seems to have no intention of stopping. All of the cults in Deep Flow are doing their part, opening the temple to accept the homeless and providing food and warmth...... But soon they also faced an extremely strict dilemma: due to the early arrival of winter and the unprecedented harshness, this year's autumn harvest in the Northland was bleaker than in previous years, and most of the city-states chose to harvest and stock up on grain as early as possible, and for the huge resource needs of Deep Stream, even those who wanted to fulfill their orders were unable to cope due to the bad weather and the sudden increase in bandit monsters on the trade routes.

Deepstream City is facing shortages of all kinds of goods, even the necessities of life.

The Crystal Tower, the fifth snowy morning in a row.

The drifting snow barely touched the brilliant mage tower, and it was reflected in the white snow. The whole tower is even more dazzling, as if it is an ice peak on a snow-capped mountain that pierces the sky.

Fist-sized balls of light floated in the corners of a large living room within the Mage's Tower, filling the room with a warm, soft light. The people in the living room also felt dry and comfortable, and compared to the outside, it was completely two worlds - looking through the magic crystal window that occupied an entire wall, it was really a magnificent picture of the northern scenery with thousands of miles of snow drifting.

It's just that now the three women in the house don't have such leisure.

"Deepstreamer City is frozen and the sea is no longer open? I haven't seen this situation in years......" Xinbu sat on the sofa with a steaming drink in his hand, staying at his sister's house for the past few days, he finally cleaned himself up a little bit, of course, it was more likely that someone took care of him.

Leila sat across from her sister. Almost diametrically opposed to Xinbu, she maintained the graceful temperament of a noble lady at all times: "Yes. The bitter winter had frozen all over the sea, and as far as Deir and the captains had judged, the scale of the blizzard had reached an unprecedented level...... In this case, the route from the south to Deepstream City has been completely cut off, and no one dares to risk it in this situation. Sister, is there anything you can do about it?"

"If I join forces with Archmage Dayr, we may be able to stop the blizzards in the Northlands for a while......" Simbu stood up and walked to the window. His eyes were reflected on the flawless crystal glass like two flames burning: "But this is only a palliative and not a local emergency solution, if this kind of climate really lasts for a winter, then no individual power can do anything about it." ”

"Archmage Hembo is right. ”

Daleruo walked into the living room, and the hard work of the past few days seemed to make him a little more tired: "Last night, the grain caravan of the 'Jewel Shield' Chamber of Commerce returning to Deep River City was attacked by orc bandits like never before...... There are even mountain trolls and subspecies giants among the raiders!"

"It was a war. Dale Ruo took the hot drink from Leila and smiled at his wife to express his gratitude: "But fortunately, the caravan guards blocked the attack. A few of my students are now accompanying the caravan on the rest of its journey, and Deep Stream has issued a bounty for recruiting adventurers to secure the caravan's passage on the road to the East...... This grain caravan may be the only supply team in Deep Stream City in the short term. We can't afford to lose it. ”

"We have to thank Mr. Freys. ”

Silver-eyed Paladin Jane, who had been listening to the conversation and was silent, spoke, "Milia has already told me, if it weren't for his strong mediation, the 'Jewel Shield' would never have taken such a big risk to support Deep River City. Mr. Frey has saved many lives. And many more will be saved. Master Dale, will it be a little slow to recruit adventurers?Is there a need for the Knights of Dawn?We will do our best to escort the caravan to safety along the way. ”

"No, Miss Jane. The Knights of Dawn have a heavy enough task. Dale waved his hand: "There have been several incidents of monsters in the underground waterways rushing to the ground and attacking the residents in the city, and I guess this is also related to the abnormal weather. The alliance of lords must ensure the stability of the city and not allow such a situation to expand. The Knights now work with the City Watch to protect the villages and towns in Deepstream and the territories outside the city. No more manpower can be redeployed...... Moreover, the caravan was much stronger than I had previously thought. ”

The archmage gently stroked the beard on his chin: "When I got the news, I was really worried that we were too late

But Mr. Frey had apparently received a special gift from the red-robed mage

"That special Golem?" Hembo keenly guessed what Daerro was referring to. The one in the real yàn chamber has not been found any meaningful so far. And the mysterious figure in the port area seems to have been buried by heavy snow like the whole world, which is really not a happy thing.

"That's right. "After seeing it with my own eyes, I was convinced that it was indeed more powerful and amazing than a normal construct. I can assert that none of the adventure groups in Deepstream can stand up to this thing. It was all about destroying machines that had been created for more efficient slaughter, and the point is, had the red-robed mages now been able to fully master their crafting techniques in the same way that they were ordinary constructs?"

Jane shook her head.

"I don't think so. If this new construct is already a new product that the red-robed mage has decided to launch on the market...... Then there shouldn't be no news from other cities. And if this is their secret technology, then it can be explained that it appeared once. It is a little strange that Mr. Frey should be openly used as he is now. ”

Don't look at Jane's cold, it's no different from the ice and snow outside, but it still makes sense to speak.

"That means it's still a secret in the private possession of the girl named Moriel. I can't imagine that a red-robed mage would let such a genius go unnoticed......" Lyra muttered.

"That girl can force the Shirek Church in Deep Stream City to be like this, and the red-robed mage will probably have to think about it even if they think about it. Simbu snorted.

Daerruo raised his head, "Archmage Xinbu, there's one thing I want you to help with. ”

"What?" said Himbhu, looking at her brother-in-law, who seemed to be more like their sister's father.

"I've been following this red-robed female mage...... Although there is not much information, all the information shows that she had little contact with the church of Shirek before. ”

The archmage brought the cup to his lips and savored it, "As for the reason for her fight against the Church of Ciric...... At first, I thought it was one of her Argus enemies who joined the church of Shirek after the empire fell into chaos. But I got a piece of information not long ago that made me change my mind. ”

"After leaving the Argus Empire, Morriel once went to a small city called Rain City in the Eastern Marshes, which was supposed to be the place where she settled before joining the Argus Empire. The intelligence said that she seemed to be returning to Rain City to visit a friend, a girl named Kairo. ”

"Girl?" Hinbu raised a beautiful eyebrow.

"That's right, she's always lived in Rain City, running a small magic shop, and seems to have some warlock blood, and almost never leaves the confines of town...... There is nothing suspicious. "But Morriel didn't find her...... Where did she go. No one knows. And, more crucially, the Church of Shirek is also looking for the girl. This is what I confirmed with my friends on the Pearl Islands. ”

"So the focus of the conflict is actually on this girl named Kairo?" Hembo leaned back on the couch, "Looks like I should be paying attention - since both Ciric and Redrobe are keeping an eye on this girl, there must be something worth noting about her." ”

"Please, Archmage Xinbu. Daerruo nodded: "I hope you can pay attention to the dispute between them and intervene when it may get out of hand...... Deepstream can't afford another riot right now. ”

A magical servant in a gray hooded robe floated in.

It lifted its translucent face, shimmering with a myriad of tiny symbols, and reported in a fluent and emotionless lingua franca: "Master Dellro, Captain Tiger of the Knights of the Ice Wind has an emergency to contact you. ”

Then it turned to Jane. Although the Female Paladin could not see it, it may not really be able to see the Female Paladin: "Jane, Fonta Holy Warrior, your colleague is waiting outside the Mage Tower. Please rush back to Brilliant Church now. ”

In the small square of the red-robed mage's business base, Moriel and Forty-Seven were standing on the steps watching the snow.

"Even that multiclawed monster was sent out...... I didn't think you were so nice to that fat businessman. Morrill looked at the workers and servants who had been trying to get rid of the snow in the square for the past few days, and the people who swept their eyes as fast as they could, which made her feel bored.

"But don't let me help you make that kind of anymore, and don't bother with the idea of building materials inside the stronghold. Morrill walked across the square to the wing: "Now Ciric's church seems to have disappeared completely...... All I found were worthless little characters. This is not a good sign. ”

"Hasn't the guy who was caught confessing yet?" Forty-Seven followed her with his hands behind his back: "Have you tried both the chili water and the tiger chair?"

Morrill was dismissive of Forty-Seven's supposed primitive physical punishment: "With the right spells, there are no secrets in front of the prophecy mages. The cunning man is O'Sullivan. The new contact and meeting place were unknown to even the viscount, and in the end he was instructed to hibern. So he was actually just waiting for O'Sullivan to come to him...... Now us

All you can do is wait for the fish to bite. I said, you fish every day, you should have this patience, right?"

"Morriel. The person who needs patience the most right now is you. Forty-seven walked side by side with the female mage instead, and she was taken aback by what she said.

"Me, do I look impatient now?"

"Of course. Otherwise, why would you help me build a construct without strong opposition?"

"Hey, I said, you don't want to make an inch...... Because your kitten is going back to the Brilliant Church today and can't circle around you, you're bored

"Oh, I thought Wonder Woman had been distracted lately, and always following her would make you feel better......"

Kani interrupted the two of them on the balcony on the second floor, and the balcony of the red-robed mage's stronghold also looked like a half-open eerie beast's mouth: "Moriel!

In Moriel's eyes. Viscount Ferdinand, who appears in the Psychic Communication Circle, is just a disgusting creature dressed in gorgeous costumes.

In this kind of voluntary soul bonding of the sorcerer, there is nothing to hide from his disguises and lies—so mages like to use it to connect with important servants or subordinates, and enjoy the thrill of manipulating one's qiē and killing one.

"Good morning, host. The shapeshifter bent slightly, its pale greasy face occasionally shaking, and its sound was like the sizzling of a snake crawling through the grass, with an indescribable weirdness and disgust.

"Nonsense can be said less. You'd better have news that I'm interested in. Morriel stood in front of the magical image with a straight face, she had never had a good impression of strange creatures like shapeshifters. Mighty or weak, stupid or weak, they all took pleasure in human suffering, and now they were only bound by the red-robed mage in a way that it could never resist. And from another point of view, the self that holds the shapeshifter in the palm of his hand may not be a hateful monster in its eyes.

"I just received a message from the Church of Shirek......" The shapeshifter bowed humbly, "The person you are looking for, O'Sullivan has informed me to meet me tonight in Skull Harbor beneath Deep Stream." ”

Skull Harbor Morriel frowned. She had heard of this place, the meeting point of the Dark Regions Sea and the labyrinthine dungeon of the Deep Stream City Mountains. Hidden in the dark underground, the twin brother of Deep Stream. Although Moriel's tentacles had infiltrated Skull Harbor a little in the past few days in the campaign against the Darksun Church that had been united or coerced into the Deepstream union groups to help her, it had not been very effective due to time and energy.

"Skull Harbor is not much smaller than the port area. Where exactly?" asked Morriel.

"I'm sorry. Master. He didn't sue me...... Just said that there will be further notice in the evening. The shapeshifter rubbed his hands a little nervously, his slender knuckles tangled with each other, "And I may not be able to contact your master by then...... The Viscount's memories tell me that the high-ranking cultists always detect magic beforehand. ”

"I'll figure this out, I don't need you to worry. Morriel frowned, "You weren't seen by the Shirek cultists, were you?"

"How is that possible?" the shapeshifter habitually showed its sly smile, "With your help, I have basically mastered the memories of this body...... Even the Viscount's family didn't see anything out of the ordinary. Oh. Master, I didn't touch them, but it's easy to fool these guys. ”

Morrill held up a finger to stop the shapeshifter's flattering explanation, "That's it." If the place where you meet changes before the evening. Sue sù me. ”

After the end of the communication, Kani smirked: "Don't worry, Moriel, it can't fool us, at any time, as long as we want, it's as easy as drinking a glass of wine." ...... The group you're looking for really doesn't have much to go to, and now Deep Stream is full of our people, what else can they do but hide in the filthy and gloomy dungeons?"

"But......" the female thought for a moment, "it's not easy to get into a place like Skull Harbor. I've only been there once, in disguise. Within the scope of Skull Harbor, as soon as a living person shows up, then the word will immediately spread in the harbor. It's almost impossible to catch them if they can't reach a specific location and use advanced teleportation, and it's likely that they have set up an enchantment that prevents them from moving in space...... Of course, it's not impossible to let shapeshifters take risks......"

Kani looked up at Moriel and smiled like a harmless little girl next door, "I took a lot of effort to get my hands on this shapeshifter...... It's not a big deal to lose it to help you, but it'...... Can you also help me build a construct of Argus Empire technology?"

"Isn't Nancy very competent?" Morrill glanced at Forty-Seven, and was satisfied that he hadn't hastily agreed on his behalf, "When the matter is done...... I'll think about it. ”

A few minutes later, Morrill told Nancy, "Get the 'Badge' of the leader of the Rattlesnake guild." ”。