"Well, yes, Mr. Mage, I heard from those half-elf gangsters. I don't know exactly what god it is. I only know that it is the god that those bastards, um, half-elves believe in."
The knight did not notice the strangeness of the psychic. The psychic charm made his brain instinctively treat the spellcaster as a friend, and he would pour out whatever he thought of without any doubt. From the beginning, he led the group of people.
The knight seemed to let go of his arms, chatting with each other, and now he even opened up the conversation:
"Ah, by the way, when it comes to these half-elves, don't be fooled by the things in the legends. They are all the same scum and slackers. The Duke should have sorted them out long ago.
For a moment, but in fact, despite his majestic appearance, the Duke is actually always kind-hearted. Well, sometimes it is not good to be too kind... So this time, I finally made up my mind to get rid of him.
Those cancers in Gushan City."
"Where do those half-elves live?"
Edward suddenly realized that the manifestation of his power just now might have been a little too strong... He shook his head helplessly and interrupted the other person's chatter.
"Xicheng District... Inside the Bauhinia District. But now, the Duke has ordered that part of the area be under martial law. Ordinary people are not allowed to enter at will. Most of the people there are half-elves, and they cannot come out at will. Of course, something like this
It doesn't matter if you breed people. After all, they are all over the city and they are not easy to manage. But within the next day or two, maybe the matter will be solved, you know..."
"Bauhinia District? The name sounds good, right?"
"Master Mage, this kind of flower is a wild flower that is only found in this place. It grows very fast. If you don't pay attention, it will grow in large tracts. Even if you trample it to pieces, it will still sprout and take root the next year... just like those damn untouchables.
, so for the sake of sound, the place where the lower class people live is called the Bauhinia District." The knight smiled and continued talking without being affected at all:
"Most of these half-humans are honest on the surface. To be honest, even if they are hit with a stick three or four times, they don't dare to fart... Oh, please forgive me. However, if you think they are kind, then maybe when
They will suffer a loss... What these guys are best at is forming gangs and forming those damn unions. Maybe the god they believe in is also the god of thieves, or some other despicable thing. Some people say it is a devil; in short,
unless
You can find those who have been thoroughly cultivated by big families, otherwise they will be informers. Street vendors, mercenaries, deserters on the battlefield, and ruffians are all there. Many of them are treacherous people who have learned some magic tricks such as chickens and dogs.
In the past ten years, they have gathered more and more there. The Duke saw them as pitiful and gave them a place to live. But now it seems that not only do they not know how to be grateful, but they are getting worse and worse... It's really...
“How to get to Bauhinia District?”
"How to go? Are you planning to go there? It's quite easy to walk here. Just follow this broken road to the west for about a mile, but that place is now blocked by the city guard.
, Besides, there’s nothing to see there, you’re not going to see those lowly people, are you?”
The knight blinked in disbelief:
"Also, those half-elf women, although one or two of them are really good-looking, they are by no means clean, they all smell bad. And they have inherited some of the lewdness of the fairies...
Haha, this low-grade bloodline, so it’s best not to have such young masters and young ladies around you... Oops!"
The comment finally came to an abrupt end with a scream. I couldn't bear the thought of him being a 'lowly' and 'inferior' half-elf lady, so I casually gave him a second-ring divine spell, making this mouthful
The unscrupulous guy experienced it well
The truth is that trouble comes from the mouth. The cold negative energy flows into the human body, destroying, blocking and eroding the nerves. The slow sting made him open his mouth wide, but he couldn't even say a word of pain... he could only
He fell down and arched his body twitchingly.
"The bloodline of a slut...is really good."
Dahni lost no time in chuckling, and her proud figure trembled, which was particularly eye-catching: "It turns out that you are not that good in human knowledge..."
"Shut up! Believe it or not, I let the shadow hound eat those two lumps of fat of yours!"
The half-elf hummed with a livid face, but this lady obviously had no interest in arguing with the drow priest at this moment, and just kicked the unlucky guy hard - hitting a special part.
, so the unfortunate guy added foaming at the mouth to his convulsions, just like an old dog that accidentally ate poisonous mushrooms.
People around him cast strange looks, but fortunately, the sounds around him were already under the control of the psychic, and the mercenaries gathered around him, blocking some of the sight to some extent, and did not cause any major disturbance.
commotion.
"Edward, stop your boring business immediately. I'm going to see what has become of this place! That damn old dog Viero! If the clansmen are really sent to some mine, even if
There is only one, and I will impale him on a piece of wood and skin him with a knife!"
The half-elf gnashed his teeth and growled, then as if to announce his identity, he casually pulled away the hair on his temples that covered his ears.
Edward twitched the corner of his mouth helplessly.
"Demeanor, demeanor...little Lily, you want to be a lady."
After pondering slightly, he put his arms around the angry little lady, tied up her hair again, and covered her pointed ears: "No matter how angry you are about these things, I don't suggest that we just come to the door like this, although
I really don’t care about anything... But Hu
A random collision will only attract more attention and prepare the opponent, so my suggestion is to find a place to stay first. In addition, you seem to know more about Aristotle than I do.
So, I need you to explain it to me."
Obviously, the young lady was really angry this time... her thoughts were like water. They were fluctuating endlessly, and she had even firmly blocked her own spirit. This opened up a thread, allowing Edward to calm down her anger calmly.
Of course, the group finally entered the so-called Bauhinia area.
He casually manipulated the thoughts of the two guarding knights and let them go happily. The group walked through the spacious streets and stopped at a small hotel... There was a sign of coconut trees hanging outside the door, and the name was also called Coconut Grove. In this inland area
It is relatively rare in the city, which shows that it has a unique idea, so it is also the largest hotel as far as the eye can see.
But when you walk in, you can notice that the hall is only about fifty feet square - as a slum area, all the buildings in this city are not of any size and can accommodate forty or fifty people like this.
The number of guests is quite large.
The hotel's business didn't seem to be very deserted, even though it was only noon. But there were still two or three tables crowded with people near the wall of the hall.
Standing at the bar is a middle-aged man. He is completely bald on top of his head, but instead has thick brown hair on his chest and under his rolled-up cuffs. His body, which is not tall, looks like he is lying on his back.
The bear on the counter. When he saw a group of people entering the store, he blinked his eyes warily, and his face didn't seem to have the kindness that a store owner should have.
"If you are sure that you are in the right place, are you waiting for someone or looking for someone? If you want to discuss important business, although the private room on the second floor is more expensive, it can ensure that you are not eavesdropped... As long as you pay enough, you can also find someone at the counter.
There are other special dishes that are not listed on the menu. But no one wants three silver coins per portion."
This kind of hospitality is really rare.
"Okay, let's give each of them a large portion of the barbecue dishes. As for us, we want something a little more elegant. They want a pass of ale and a few glasses of wine."
"I'm sorry, I can only pay the bill first. There are always accidents here, and no one can guarantee that we can finish the drink safely." After taking the five shiny metal pieces thrown by the young man, 'Dad Bear' looked at him with a look on his face.
, seemed to have finally softened a bit: "But I promise, the wine and food here are affordable and no tipping is required. You can't find anything better in the entire Bauhinia District."
"Aristotle. He was originally a god who has disappeared in legend...the god of conspiracy, the god of shadows, the god of thieves and conspirators, the assassin..."
After the group of people sat down, the half-elf glanced around to make sure that no one was focusing on him: "In the last battle of the gods, the evil god who died at the same time as Her Majesty Bellena,
He is also the opponent of Her Majesty the Goddess. His power was eventually inherited by Vecna, the Lich God who became a mortal and became a god."
"But obviously, with the resurrection of Her Majesty the Goddess, this evil that has been silent for a long time seems to be ready to move, and their movements are obviously much faster than us..." She explained, and then she couldn't help but grind.
teeth.
"He is resurrected? In other words, your...well, Ms. Bellena did not completely kill him?" Edward nodded and asked.
"Gods are immortal beings, so of course they cannot die like us mortal beings."
The half-elf pondered for a moment, seeming to be thinking of suitable words, but Dahni lost no time in speaking at this moment:
"Unlike mortals, thinking, beliefs, and emotions are not the most important parts of a god. Only laws and energy constitute the essence of a god. If for some reason these can no longer be maintained under a strong will
When death occurs, according to ordinary people’s understanding, it means death, although this is not entirely correct.”
"In fact, almost no gods will really die. They just lose the power of activity and enter stagnation. They will enter the star realm. In that world without the shackles of time, they will always exist." She said.
"That's why the star realm is called the cemetery of the gods."
Although he will not die, he will fall into a long and painful sleep, sink into the endless silver void of the star realm, be forgotten by the multiverse, and drift here forever——
For a god, this is undoubtedly the worst ending. An arrogant and powerful existence can only be lonely forever in the end... But this does not mean that this is the final ending, because they still have hope of resurrection - it seems Just like Ms. Bellena, as long as she accumulates a certain level of divine power and believers, it is not a wishful thinking to revive her from the ashes.
For example, now...
Edward frowned, thinking about this strange situation. But soon, a timid voice came from not far away, interrupting his thinking.
"Beautiful and kind-hearted ladies, would you like to buy a flower?"
The voice was soft and clear, so as expected its owner was a girl.
A big hat covered the top of her head, but the girl's face, as weak as a sheep's, was exposed from under the hat, with a few traces of dust. Her thin face made her pair of light green eyes appear extraordinarily big. Her pale blond hair tied into a ponytail was obviously not combed. A linen skirt with several patches had been starched and turned white, but it was neatly arranged. On her thin and pale arm, there was an assemblage Flower baskets, woven rattan, and more than a dozen bunches of seasonal flowers were placed inside. Although they were ordinary varieties, they were also delicate and delicate, and even had traces of water drops. It seemed that they were well protected. Be careful.
"It can be used to decorate the ends of your hair or as a decoration. It is very fragrant and only needs a little water. It will not fade within three days."
Everything seems to be condensed into a fixed image.
The little girl got up early in the morning, carrying a flower basket... buying flowers, singing loudly...
The little song that suddenly flashed in his mind made Edward smile, but just when he turned his questioning eyes to the two ladies, little Ryan, who had just sat down beside him, suddenly said, "How much does this... cost?" One?"
It seems that the little girl has some luck. At least today, she will not go home to meet her parents with an empty purse.
"One copper coin in a bunch. Sir, do you want..." The little girl's eyes became eager. It was obvious that she did not have high expectations. However, the young nobleman had already taken out a coin at this time. Pass it into his hand.
The little girl was stunned for a moment, holding the golden coin with her pale and slender fingers. But she soon let go, and she shook her head gently: "Sorry, Your Excellency, please wait a moment. I can follow you. Uncle, would you like some change?"
"No, no need, I'll leave the rest to you, just think of it as...well, a tip, a tip..."
He casually took a bouquet of flowers from her basket, and the little nobleman replied in a panic... Then, as he wished, he received a shy smile from the other party.
"That's right. At a young age, you already know how to cherish the beauty and pity the jade... But don't forget that the half-elf lives much longer than you. Are you sure you're not flirting with an aunt?"
Seeing the little nobleman's expression on the happy back of the flower-selling girl, Edward couldn't help but joke softly, which made the little nobleman's face turn redder. He looked away, his immature face almost bleeding, but he obviously didn't have the courage to ask her. Anyone here, especially Edward who had the guts to protest, could only lower his head deeply and tuck the tip of his nose into his scarf.
"Come on, you're not much older than him... I don't see you calling me aunt."
The half-elf lady complained dissatisfiedly, but she also did not forget to ridicule an old enemy: "Of course, considering your age, someone can be your grandmother.
"Maybe, but my eyesight may be much better than his, isn't it?" His eyes paused slightly on the little girl who walked out of the door, and Edward turned to little Ryan: "Why give her gold coins?"
"I, I just want to help her... Isn't that okay?" The little nobleman seemed to have finally gathered some courage to speak at this time, but his voice was as thin as a mosquito's, which made his rebuttal pale.
"Want to help her? It's very simple. You have some power. For example, if you get your Swan Castle back, you can help anyone you want." Edward nodded, but his voice became serious: "But
, do you think a little girl holding gold coins can return home safely in a place like this? Also, how can she safely spend the money that is enough for her family to live for a month? "
"This..." The little noble's face turned pale. Although he was timid, he was not stupid. He easily understood what the psychic said: "I... I will chase her back, I..."
"Forget it, there's no need. Don't forget the purpose of our coming here."
…
Summer nights always fall extremely late. Although a full moon has already been running over the blue-grey mountains, the burning sunset is still unwilling to take back the last ray of light, until the two hourglasses at sunset
After that, the sky over the city turned completely dark.
And in a big city like Gushan City, lights will light up one after another, whether it's magic, candles, or firewood, shrouding the city in a layer of warmth again, driving away the evil spirits.
The darkness of human unhappiness allows the joy and triumph of the day to continue.
Of course, these forces that drive away darkness cannot be compared with the source of light. At best, they are just a small resistance made by powerful people.
Therefore, Gushan City is always the first to visit Bauhinia City at night.
A famous dish here is lemon juice squeezed on sliced raw fish. Edward also tasted it. The taste is quite good, the fishy smell of the sliced fish is greatly reduced, and the fresh juice itself melts quickly in the mouth.
The sourness of lemon makes it even more memorable. However, this method is still not as suitable as mustard, and the bactericidal effect of lemon juice is not very good, not to mention that there are no weird parasites, so
Edward tasted two or three slices and then stopped eating,