The massive Sun Peacock was almost so excited that its claws were off the ground. It flapped its wings and spoke rapidly: "Did he recognize them or not?
Was it because Jai touched Manks and got jealous, or did he find out that both were fake and got furious?
Edna... did he recognize her?
Oh my~ I really want to know!"
"Who wouldn’t?" Shaer suddenly interjected, then quickly fell back into silence... Although she had always been watching with amusent, it was the first ti she showed such eagerness.
"Didn’t Jacob lock him up?" Celene had no interest in discussing whether Shaer loved gossip... Such trivial matters could wait. She swayed back and forth on her crescent chaise longue, leaning forward to exchange ssages with the other two, "I rember that once you enter that Crystal Tower, it’s hard to get any news from outside, right?"
Shaer waved her hand, and the black gauze covering her dissipated directly: "Within Deepwater City, due to a relatively high number of dead, there has always been a Solemn Knight Order belonging to the Death Cult.
Moreover, a few exclusive priests from the Undead Scourge that appeared a few years ago were also attracted. They just don’t like appearing in public, so not many people know.
Those End Harbingers should have established a Demigod-Level Bone Altar... That thing can summon valiant knights belonging to Kranvo during major events.
Kranvo has never hidden his attention on Mystra.
A Manks who looks exactly like Midnight should be enough for that Valiant Knight to appear without any offerings.
These valiant knights are like Kranvo’s eyes. They can see everything that happens, even if they are squatted at the Wall of the Faithless!"
Lansendel stomped his foot and said, "Why are your focus points so off?
Who cares how he knows!
The important thing is, what kind of recognition does he have!"
"Who knows? We’re not Mystra!" Celene happily retorted, "It doesn’t matter which recognition it is!
What truly matters is that Kranvo, who always knew nothing, has finally appeared!
Tsk tsk, with that guy’s impulsive personality, the fun is guaranteed."
"Sigh..." Lansendel suddenly sighed, "It’s a pity I have no relationship with Kranvo. Otherwise, I would definitely go to see the Styx River now."
He was quite self-aware... If he dared to enter the Styx River now, he would certainly be chased and beaten by the frenzied Kranvo... After all, everyone guessed that the Lord of Dawn went there to seek amusent.
Hill silently turned to look at the three very anxious Supre Gods and couldn’t help but gaze up at the sky... It didn’t matter if Kranvo couldn’t see here, but Hill definitely didn’t believe that they could block AO’s gaze.
It’s hard to imagine what the God Above Gods is feeling at this mont... His carefully prepared Path of Destiny has turned into a cody festival.
Edna looked up at the scenery outside, frowned slightly, and got up to walk to the window.
The night-shrouded Deepwater City, with flickering lightning and the glow of the whole city reflected together... It was clearly spring thunder, but it gave bystanders a sense of murder.
"I say... are you called Old Dog?" Gendilarei said with a very serious face, "Have you considered switching to being a Prophecy Mage?
Mystra would surely welco you."
Edna unhesitatingly raised her voice and dragged the yelling "I am Yunfeng!" Old Dog to the side: "You’re overthinking it!
Lansendel might not even dare take faith from the Undead Tribe... Let alone soone as weak as Mystra.
She certainly wouldn’t dare."
’Old Age Striking King,’ although she didn’t know what Edna was nervous about, never missed a chance to criticize Old Dog: "He only gets it right when talking about bad things, who would want such a big crow!
All the prophecies are bad, who can bear it?
If you could change it, would it still be called prophecy?
Isn’t prophecy all about, no matter how you struggle, in the end, it’s still the sa thing?"
"If only Kelben understood that." Gendilarei suddenly said, "I really suspect, had he not resurrected, Deepwater City might have just been attacked by soone and then declined.
But... he insisted on reviving with Mystra’s favor... If he really believed the prophecy that his son would undoubtedly revive Deepwater City, why would he bother resurrecting?
Look at this murderous warning from the Master of Death!
This ti, unless the Main God behind Deepwater City people is strong enough, it’s hard for them to resurrect.
Tut!
Deepwater City is now facing such a great danger, obviously, all because of Kelben!
If he wasn’t here, how would this happen!
Apart from those few Temples, probably everything would be gone.
I... have guarded this place for a thousand years now..."
There was a sense of regret in his tone.
Although the followers of the Lord of Dawn were long accustod to loss, seeing the city they protected for so many years heading towards its end, Gendilarei still felt a bit lost.
However, the slight lancholy in the side tower was soon interrupted.
"Who are you! Get away from Miss Manks!" Soone suddenly shouted from downstairs, accompanied by a clap of thunder.
"Huh?" A sowhat familiar deep voice replied, "Miss Manks, have you already chosen your Guardian Knight so early?
This is... so surprising!"
"Ah, my dear charming Miss, you ought to consider it for a while longer~ who knows if a more loyal guardian might appear in the future!"
"No... I’m rely considering him, he is within my consideration."
"Miss Manks!" The voice shouting from the front was filled with sorrow, "Is my loyalty not enough?"
"Ah... how can you say such an inappropriate thing to a lady! Before formally coming of age, no charming young lady would speak so easily!
This is tradition!"
"Damn it! I want to duel with you!"
"You~ Do you really intend to battle , a Ninth Ring Swordsman?
Once a duel is formally proposed, it’s a fight to the death~
I wouldn’t mind demonstrating my bravery and prowess in front of Miss Manks."
"Don’t... Anil Harlanda, you just beca Fifth Circle, don’t go down a dead end for my sake... there’s still plenty of ti!
In eight years, Anil might becoming a Ninth Ring Knight! Perhaps even ascend to Transcendent!
Please don’t be hasty.
Vyleri, escort Mr. Harlanda ho.
Anil, could you co to find tomorrow morning? I’d love to hear that self-singing harp at your ho."
The dispirited young knight was finally escorted away by a strong female warrior in a black cloak.
"Jai... You didn’t use to talk like this, did you?" Luca, unable to suppress his curiosity after a long silence, dragged Devis to another floor-to-ceiling window.
"Probably, it’s because there’s no need to act haughty in front of us, why put on airs?" Devis said pointedly.
The group on the third floor couldn’t care less about who was who, grabbing a piece of glass and looking down.
On the tall terrace on the second floor of the main building, supported by twenty-two marble pillars, stood a swordsman with chainmail and dark leather, his short black hair disheveled, staring at Miss Manks with deep green eyes like a serene lake.
And the lady was smiling gently, lowering her head and lifting a hand to touch her headpiece... She wore a deep blue magic robe, styled her bangs into a rose-like twist in front of her ears, coiled her long black hair at the back, and wore a delicate headband made of Bejewelry Gemstones set into green roses, shimring under the lights and lightning.
"Mystra... wouldn’t waste like this?" Nasir’s hands holding the window fra trembled... Being a frugal and adept defensive mage skilled in creating magic arrays, he couldn’t bear soone using a Bejewelry Gemstone worth 5000 gold pieces purely as decoration.
Such durable and exceptionally hard gemstones... are a favorite for defensive mages, just one is enough to create a Ninth Ring Defensive Magic Array.
Having just learned to create Eighth Ring Magic Arrays, Nasir didn’t dare buy such expensive gemstones... At this mont, the Night Cloak had already ntally mapped out various assassination ways against this Miss Saint.
No bounty task needed, he could do it! He absolutely could!
"Hmm... It seems Talos indeed has a part in this!" Shaer said indifferently, "Although Ambori has quite a few Bejewelry Gemstones, that seaweed would certainly not part with them.
Only Talos, also in control of a part of the marine laws, could afford such extravagance.
Bejewelry Gemstones, once indeed favorites of the old Mystra, often used to express her appreciation.
But now this one... hmm... she’s counting her money?"
"How is she so wealthy!" Edna, stuck to the glass window, was extrely furious, "Sixteen Bejewelry pieces!
Eighty thousand gold for a decorative headband!
I... I never..."
"Indeed, no one would part with such!" ’Old Age Striking King’ patted his friend’s shoulder, "So, Hill’s things, though expensive, are worth it, right?
His jewelry adds proportionally, as long as there’s a person, it’s always useful.
Hill wouldn’t spend so much purely on decoration!
Tch... Are these the deities of Toril?"
"No..." Edna said solemnly, "No, absolutely not.
Mystra would only give one piece when rewarding very satisfied followers.
Well... this is sothing most Magic Net Followers of higher level know.
There’s no way this has anything to do with Mystra!
The person who dares to spend so much must have a male deity backing her!
Even devils wouldn’t be able to part with that! Gender doesn’t matter!"
’Old Age Striking King’ blinked in confusion: "Who cares who she is, it’s fake anyway, haven’t you always just watched for fun?
People in the black always have more money than those who follow the straight path, isn’t that natural?
Why get angry over such things?"
Though Edna’s fury puzzled those around her, the two in the floating castle could completely empathize.
Celene, full of sympathy, said: "Oh dear, she’s been overshadowed!
Once Edna returns, she’ll have a death feud with Talos."
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