The Swordsman of Faerûn

Chapter 821 Conquering the Far Mountain City ([-])
The elf tree is like an elf village, with shallow caves and sunken trees as houses.There are no huge buildings or obvious human traces here.

The Tree of Elves has no leader, but is not without law, based on the influence of Harpers, Elves, and beliefs in nature deities such as Silvanus, Edath, and Merikki.

The inhabitants here will defend themselves when needed, and many powerful mages and some priests who live in seclusion will join them, including the priests of Melikai and the temple of Mystra.

When William and his companions came to the Elven Tree, they were neither warmly welcomed nor rejected by the locals. People looked at these visitors with peaceful eyes, except that the slightly excessive number of visitors made them a little nervous .

After all, the total population of the entire Elven Tree is just over 300 people, and the sudden increase in visitors by nearly one-sixth of the population makes this quiet village suddenly crowded.

One of the small troubles caused by this is that William and the others can't find enough places to stay, and the small hotels in the village and town can't even accommodate a third of them.

Fortunately, Valier Sevenstring Tarnas, a member of the local harpist, gave William and others enough help. Under the mediation of this elf ranger, Mystra's temple became the temporary residence of William's family.

The Temple of Mystra is one of only two completely man-made structures in the area, the other being the local inn and tavern, Myrna's Bagpipes.The head priest of the temple was a half-elven mage named Anadol Three Wolf Talladim, who is said to have once slain three man-eating wolves with a simple spell.

Anadol was wary of these sudden visitors. If it wasn't for Valier's persuasion and assurance, he would never have received such a group of uninvited guests of unknown origin at this time.

Not only that, but because of the disconnection of the magic net, the saint of the goddess of magic, Mystra, died on the ladder to ascend to heaven, causing the priest of Mystra to become the biggest torturer among many believers of the gods.

Anador can neither use orthodox magic nor borrow the magic of the Goddess of Magic. The fear and anxiety in his heart are ten times greater than that of priests of other gods. How can he have the thought and interest to receive a group of strangers from outside? people.

Therefore, even though Anadol was persuaded by the harpist Valier, he was still lukewarm to William and his party. It can be said that he treated William very slowly, which made William feel a little angry.

William's thoughts were, if you don't want to receive, just refuse directly, why force yourself; since you agreed to me, why put on an ugly face, as if I owe you a few small goals.

If it weren't for the fact that it was almost autumn and the nights were cold and dewy, William was worried that the three children would not be able to bear the pain for a while, so he might have left immediately.

So he held back his anger, managed to exchange a few words with Anador, and then took his family and a few companions to prepare for a rest.

Anadol was already impatient to talk to William and the others. Seeing his reluctance, he was happy to waste his words, but when the pastor passed by the three little girls, he couldn't help but feel a little bit in his heart, as if there was something inexplicable. The sense of familiarity upper body.

Anadol didn't think about it for a while, but walked quickly to his bedroom. When the familiar feeling left, Anadol found that he had already returned to the room.

Looking at the sacred emblem of the magic goddess hanging on the wall, the priest of Mystra was startled. He finally remembered the origin of the inexplicable sense of familiarity, which was the feeling he used to feel when he was connected to the magic net.

Anadol didn't associate this sudden but disappearing feeling with William and the others. He only thought that his sincerity had won God's favor.

After all, since the fall of the goddess (the news of the fall of the goddess of magic was conveyed by Mystra to all those who were in contact with the magic net before her death), Anadol has been devoutly praying to the goddess, praying for the goddess to be reborn, and praying for the magic The net takes care of itself again.

Anadol, who had lost his strength, had never prayed to the goddess of magic so diligently and devoutly in his life like in recent months.

Because the first truth that all believers of gods get after establishing contact with gods is:
——If one day you lose the favor of a god, don’t be discouraged, don’t give up, continue to believe in that god more devoutly, praise that god, serve that god, and that god will respond to you and bless you.

If God doesn’t respond to you, don’t doubt it, it’s just that your faith is not pious enough.

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Therefore, Anadol would only think that the magic net's temporary response was because of his devout belief that moved the goddess, rather than any external interference.It is impossible for him, who is already close to a fanatic of the goddess, to think that way, because that represents blasphemy and doubts about the gods.

Anadol squatted alone in his bedroom praying and praising the goddess all night, but he didn't even pray. Only his muddled mind and bloodshot eyes proved that he was not lazy.

The almost insane priest of the goddess of magic even believed that it was the appearance of those outsiders that interfered with the goddess' favor for him.

The priest, who was not so clear-headed, staggered and pushed open the door of his room, and came to the hall of the temple.

At this time, William and most of the guards had already gone outside for morning exercises, and only the three little girls stayed in the temple to rest. The long journey had exhausted the children's physical strength, and they desperately needed a period of rest to recover.

What's more, Miluna's self-care ability is still relatively poor, and she needs two little friends to take care of her, so the three little girls stayed in the hall of Mystra Temple, playing and playing by themselves.

Speaking of which, the three children have been by William's side most of the time, influenced by his precepts and deeds, and have developed a habit of looking down on the gods, and have little respect for everything related to the gods.

So, when Anadol came to the hall of the temple, he found three little guys doing something extremely profane in his opinion, facing the statue of the goddess.

It was a two-person statue of a goddess carved from the finest marble, wearing a soft velvet silk robe, wearing a jeweled hair crown, holding a magic scroll made of gold, standing barefoot on a high platform carved from the same marble. seat.

At this moment, the three little girls, Misha'er, climbed onto the shoulders of the statue, trying to pick off the jewels from the goddess' hair crown.Sailuer was struggling to drag the golden scroll held by the goddess, her little face flushed red.

Only Xiaomi Luna, who has the purest mind at this time, is not moved by foreign objects. She holds a small hammer for cracking nuts, and points at the crystal clear toes of the goddess statue, carefully Beating, smashing that perfect artwork into pieces bit by bit.

Anadol only felt a nameless fire rising from the soles of his feet, rushing all the way straight to the sky, and the messy hair on the top of his head stood on end.

He suddenly shouted and roared, "Stop! You little demons who blaspheme the goddess! Get out of front of the statue of the goddess!"

After finishing speaking, Anadol stared at the cannibalistic blood red eyes, and strode towards the three of them.

The three little guys were taken aback by Anador's yell, Misha'er was in a trance, but she slipped and fell directly from the shoulders of the goddess, but her excellent balance and responsiveness Let her just press the waist of the goddess statue, and the whole person will turn over and fall to the ground to stand still.

On the contrary, because of being too close to the golden scroll, Sailuer was so frightened that she let go of the goddess's waist and fell directly from the waist of the goddess. A small buttock fell on the marble base, and tears flowed out of pain.

Still, only the honest child, Miluna, was the least frightened. She was so frightened that the little hammer tilted, but smashed the goddess' little toe that was about to be hammered for the last time.

Miluna turned her head and looked at Anadol who was rushing forward with a smirk on her face, but she hid the small hammer behind her buttocks, just like a child who just did something bad and was caught by her parents.

oh!She was just a child.

Misha'er was the smartest, she stepped forward and dragged up the little Sailuer who was squatting on the ground and weeping, and at the same time shouted to Miluna: "Mina, run! The villain is here to catch us!"

By the way, Mina is Misha's affectionate abbreviation for Miluna, and has nothing to do with the midnight mage.

Anadol didn't show mercy at all because the other party was three children. He vowed that when these blasphemers were caught, he would make them understand what God's Wrath of Punishment is!
It's a pity that the three little girls were as nimble as hopping little squirrels, and they easily escaped from the rushing Anadol, and even Misha'er had time to kick back in the pastor's knee, Let this guy who was dazzled by anger hit his head on the base of the goddess statue, his brain was buzzing.

Anadol got up from the ground, feeling his forehead was wet, he wiped it casually, and actually touched the blood on his hand, and then he felt his head was in a daze, he knew it was a sign of near death.

Anadol had felt this kind of feeling before. It was when he fought monsters and was bitten through the skull by the last man-eating wolf. It was the same feeling at that time. He, Anador had returned to the underworld as early as ten years ago.

At this moment, Anadol didn't even have time to think about it. He subconsciously used the divine spell [cure fatal injury] on himself, accompanied by a soft holy light, but saw the egg-sized wound bubbling blood on the priest's forehead immediately. Bleeding was stopped and healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Even though the radiance of the divine art had disappeared, and the wound on his forehead was only a slightly fair mark, Anador still hadn't woken up from the confusion, not only the dizziness caused by his own blood loss, but also the gift from the goddess of grace.

At this time, Anadol has completely confirmed the connection with the magic net. At this time, he was ecstatic, and he just wanted to know why he moved the god.

This is important, as is the case with any cleric who serves the gods.

Only when you figure out what is right can you serve God better.

But before Anadol figured it out, an inexplicable sense of emptiness hit his heart, and the goddess or the magic net abandoned him again.

The mental exhaustion and physical weakness made the pastor almost unable to think. He returned to his bedroom with some difficulty, and then passed out after his eyes darkened.

It was a pleasant day, not only was the weather outside sunny and warm, but the annoying priest of the temple did not hang around in front of William and the others. But no one cared about William.

Children, how can they grow up healthily and happily without being beaten a few times? !

The three little guys didn't say anything about their sabotage. They were bold and held some grudges at the same time (mainly because Sai Luer kept yelling that their ass hurt), and they felt that they were a little bit disadvantaged when they were frightened by the bad guy Anadol. But there are some thoughts of revenge in my heart.

When William took a certain female companion to go out to play in the wild at night—for food (the [-]-word description of the experience of the two heavens of ice and fire is omitted here), the three little girls sneaked out of the bed.

They came to the goddess statue again, and continued to destroy the holy object according to the division of labor during the day.

As the sound of Miluna's small hammer hitting the stone statue echoed in the temple at night, almost everyone was awakened.

Anadol naturally woke up, this time he didn't rush out angrily like in the daytime, but crouched behind the door, peeking out from the crack of the door.

It's those three little girls again!

The pastor sneaked out from the window of the bedroom. Like a lame thief, he stumbled all the way close to the goddess statue.

Then that familiar feeling found him again.

Praise the great goddess!Your glory has once again shrouded your loyal servants!

Anadol made preparations in advance this time, and he quickly blessed himself with a series of protective and auxiliary spells.

【Increase resistance】!
【Endure the hurt】!
【Pious Shield】!
【The Elegance of a Cat】!
【Bear's Patience】!
It feels so good to use spells!

Anadol shouted triumphantly: "It's you three brats again! This time you don't want to escape from me!"

Then the pastor rushed forward, and after a few shrill screams, the three little girls ran away laughing and laughing.

Anadol struggled to get up from the ground, with a few small red footprints on his face, he couldn't help cursing: "What a bunch of scary little monsters!"

If the spell hadn't been prepared in advance, this time the loyal priest of the goddess of magic would have suffered another tragic injury.

The three children ran away, and Anador found himself beaten back to his original shape again, and the favor of the goddess disappeared again.

At this time, the pastor was very sure that his renewed favor had a lot to do with preventing the three children from destroying the statue of the goddess, and his stop would only be meaningful if those little things had already desecrated the statue of the goddess.

If not, Anador squatted in front of the statue of the goddess for a whole night, how could it have no effect at all!
Once things have an outline, it will be easy to handle.

Let's say that William and a certain ice and snow prophet exchanged experiences outside in the middle of the night, and they had a good taste of that.After returning with some unfinished thoughts, I realized that my little things had caused unforgivable damage to other people's temples.

Of course, this was a reminder from a guard who didn't like to make small reports. She was just worried that children's ignorance and reckless behavior would lead to unwarranted conflicts and hatred.

Although some didn't like Anadol very much, William found Anadol the next morning and sincerely apologized.

Unexpectedly, the priest of the temple who had been ignoring him not only did not respond with anger, but received William with excessive enthusiasm.

　Corrected.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)