"Where is Manks, did you see him, Hill?" Celene also thought about the impostor who had stirred up quite a fuss.
Cyric inexplicably appeared alone in the faction of the Shadow Thief, signaling the end of their alliance.
But no one would think this lady, suspected to be a devil, wouldn’t show up in Chult.
"Across from... the Cinematographer, towards the right side past the volcano." Hill gently replied, "There’s also a crack there."
"Where?" Lansendel stretched his neck, closely watching the giant screen, "Such a tiny spot... Why can’t I see it?"
"Actually, I didn’t see a person either." Hill said with a touch of embarrassnt, "But after making so much jewelry, I can recognize so popular gemstones at a glance."
"Bejewelry Gemstone?" Celene quickly realized, "There, in the gap at the upper-right corner, there’s a point where blue light reflects... We’re on the backside of the sun, and the gap over there is deeper, yet the sunlight can just perfectly shine in."
"To recognize such a small spot of light..." Lansendel was astounded, "Anyone trying to deceive you would have a tough ti indeed!
No wonder your reputation for wealth is so loud, yet few swindlers co to feast."
"A Mage adept at creating Strange Objects is hard to deceive, right?" Hill couldn’t help but smile.
"Co on~ Elminster or Laila has been fooled, hasn’t they?" Lansendel said without hesitation, "The more confident, the worse the deception.
That old madman Elminster nearly had his old nest in Shadow Valley swindled away!
Tsk-tsk, if Xinbu hadn’t noticed sothing wrong, his mage mansion would indeed have been swapped for so-called Glass Steel."
"Heh-heh~ The difference between Hardened Crystal and Glass Steel is indeed significant.
Whether you have an eye for stuff or knowledge are two entirely different aspects."
Hill could only smile... Even without keen eyes, materials, especially construction materials, would show their true colors in front of him, even if counterfeit.
"What exactly is Manks up to?" Celene wasn’t interested in the other discussion, she was more curious about the strange girl’s true target.
Initially, it seed to be Mystra, but later it was apparent that wasn’t the case.
She seed more interested in the various characters appearing on the Path of Destiny, never being insistent on finding Mystra.
"So, where’s Safras?" Shaer couldn’t resist speaking, "If he’s here, it must be in Harua, right?"
Hill understood Shaer’s aning... regardless of whatever sches the God of Prophecy has, he is still a deity.
Wherever he is, wouldn’t cause anything like the Twin Towers... Only soone entirely irreverent to deities would dare reach into the realm of souls.
Indeed, those Anmur Mage are audacious inheritors of the Imasca relics: they regard nothing, be it deities or dragons.
Fearless of anything, as long as they continue growing stronger, they dare to touch anything. Their experint desk houses anything and everything.
"There are still many on Harua’s White Sailed Ship who haven’t co out." Shaer shook her head, "Outside, definitely not.
Perhaps because Heim below is so conspicuous, many just stay away.
That guy easily loses his head, especially in front of won."
"Why hasn’t Utao appeared yet?
Just watching them dig further?" Hill was a bit puzzled.
"That dinosaur is weighing the pros and cons." Celene turned to look at him, "His strength has diminished significantly after separating Aishdo.
Originally relatively weak among the Wild Gods, he separated his evil side to be accepted by Toril... from wandering deity to Wild God aning his evil side increased.
So now Utao is mostly a watcher; alerting is his purpose.
Confronting Dandell or other incoming deities is not primarily his duty.
Toril can’t rely on him.
Of course, if Utao seeks to remain on Toril, he can’t just do nothing.
Thus, he must be watching, waiting for the right mont to fight... and then see the final outco destiny offers to him."
Hill instantly understood: it depends on whether AO still needs this big dinosaur to work, if so, even sleeping is unnecessary.
If unnecessary, it’s ti to float around the Stellar Realm for a while... anyway, his goal is just to have his na on Toril, sleep as long as he likes.
Shaer believes AO doesn’t need him, thus having Hydra ready to intercept.
As for whether the awakened dinosaur would be angry... She never cared about how Utao thinks, never showing rcy to the Toril Gods, why would she give a Wild God any preference here?
Lansendel curiously looked at the giant screen, "After dusk, shouldn’t we be able to pull out those two doors?
Is Utao possibly waiting for the sacrifice ritual?"
The sunset over the Fla Mountain Range has always been beautiful.
The crater under the setting sun presents an eerie orange-red color.
More people appeared on the white-sailed ship dyed red by the sunset over Harua.
The fierce expressions on the faces of the Mages on both sides beca eerie due to their sallow complexion.
Pretending all this ti, the Mystra fragnt girls they brought with them have also noticed sothing amiss... They don’t seem to be here just to absorb the Primordial Power.
A lot of the Primordial Power sealed on Peak of Flas leading to Dinsional Space has likely been absorbed by these Mystra fragnts in recent days, and the Mages’ ’excavation’... is essentially layer by layer lifting the magical seals on the crater... Everything has been smooth, and these Female Mages’ strengths have also increased significantly.
Although no one has approached Transcendent status like the one at Twin Towers, these Harua ones have already beco Seventh Circle Mages.
Those who went to Harua were only Fourth or Fifth Circle back then!
They advanced even faster than Edna.
The one at Twin Towers also may have changed a bit, but it’s not visible from the outside yet.
"Shaer." Celene stared at the girl, "Does she have a hope of advancing to Transcendent?"
"It’s a bit difficult." Shaer replied thoughtfully, "But there has indeed been so change in the soul.
If the Mage soul she rges with were at a higher Level..."
"Not a single one should be left!" Celene said murderously.
Hill looked in surprise at the Moon Maiden’s stern expression... Celene seed to be in combat mode.
"The final seal!" Lansendel was initially very tense, yet he quickly noticed another giant screen, "Ah! What is Shuni doing?"
As the treasure hunt plot reached a life-and-death mont, the romance next door also finally reached a climax... and the male protagonist, wavering between two won, also had to make a choice.
Miss Petty opened a small ball-shaped dwelling in the camp, her eyes filled with a mix of confusion and resolve, "If the sun can no longer rise, can you accompany to appreciate this final sunset?"
A glow of emotion appeared on Heim’s face, and he said with firm assurance, "Rest assured, I will definitely protect Toril’s sun!"
Miss Samaiel, who had been watching coldly, suddenly rushed up, raising another round dwelling next to Petty’s, "I don’t have as many sentints as Petty, but I only wish to welco the Darkness with you!"
Then she gave Heim an exceedingly stunning smile, flipped her red hair, and walked briskly to the door, turning only to beckon with a finger, "The final and most important choice, hmm?"
Petty looked at the rapidly escalating plot, and couldn’t help but bite her lip in resentnt, her face suddenly turning pale.
She quietly and lonely walked towards her door, turning her head to give Heim a sorrowful smile full of pleading.
Watching the two girls walk into their respective doors, Heim suddenly found himself in a dilemma.
"Isn’t this the real end of the world? Huh?" muttered Lansendel, "Choosing no one, happiness forever.
Choosing the left, a century of loneliness.
Choosing the right, never reborn."
Hill let out a ’pfft’ laughing... Lansendel is truly well-deserved of his Divinity of vitality and creativity, his choice of words is so~ accurate.
Heim struggled for a long ti, and finally said to the obviously more affectionate Miss Petty, "I’m sorry, for a rough man like , who has been wandering for years, Samaiel’s character suits my lifestyle better."
Though he seed reluctant to leave Petty’s small dwelling, he finally knocked on Samaiel’s door.
A deathly silence fell over the Floating Castle.
"Ah... the apocalypse, both the world’s and mine." Lansendel muttered a poem with great emotion after considering for a long ti.
"Why would he choose Samaiel?" Celene, awakened by the loud recitation, asked confusedly, "He isn’t devoid of feelings for Petty, and it’s obvious that Petty shows more love for him.
Isn’t Samaiel’s attitude more like seeking thrills?"
"Umm... So n understand n better, huh?" Shaer muttered softly.
"What are you trying to say?" Celene said with displeasure, "Can you speak louder? I don’t get it!"
"It’s precisely because Petty shows more love for him than Samaiel does, that Heim chose Samaiel." Hill said, pressing his forehead, "It probably has nothing to do with gender, limited ti and quantity are always more appealing."
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