Chess Mage of Faerûn

Chapter 416 Set sail
As I said before, the gods' time is extremely valuable; they don't have the time to focus their attention on every single individual forever.

In fact, Menzoberranzan, where the Deaver family once lived, was a city that produced many talented people: Drizzt, Zach Navam, and Jaraxxus; it had a long history: literally; and it was full of vitality: the First Madam of House Bantree, who had ruled the city for nearly a thousand years, was killed by the Mithril Five a few years ago, which shocked everyone and made the various families that had been lying low start fighting each other in secret.

With such a chaotic mess in front of Rose, it would be a miracle if she paid any attention to a runaway pauper; compared to the grand drama unfolding, this was nothing more than a side story.

In reality, the Spider Queen had little interest in this whole mess; she probably devoted more attention to Drizzt than to this fallen city.

I don't know if this kind of obsessive attention counts as yandere...

As for what happened to Viconia later in the story, it's not hard to understand: people are afraid of becoming famous, just as pigs are afraid of getting fat.

The little ant didn't care whether you converted or not, but as Viconia grew up, especially after meeting the Sons of Slaughter and being drawn into the vortex of Baal's fate.

Everything is different.

As for the present, it doesn't matter. Besides, he didn't intend to let Xiao Wei, who had already fallen into his hands, get involved in that mess.

"It's good that you've considered these things, but I always feel like you're running around like this as if you're preparing for something."

The high priest glanced thoughtfully at his disciple, who felt a jolt in his heart and was about to explain when the high priest continued:
"Forget it, that's your business. I'm too lazy to ask any more questions. As for Zhuo'er, since you've made this decision, you have to be prepared to bear the consequences."

"I understand."

After taking his leave, Zhang Yuan went to the meditation room to retrieve a spare bottle of energy recovery potion, took a shower, and went to his bedroom to take it all at once.

The afternoon and dusk passed in this deep sleep. Five hours flew by, and as night fell, Zhang Yuan finally restored all his spell slots. He came to his teacher's side, ready to say goodbye and leave.

"Go ahead."

Tyrandeur continued his research without looking up, waving his arm as if shooing away flies, then pointing to the table beside him:

"Don't neglect your regular spell studies. Take that book and study it carefully. Don't come running to me for help every time something happens."

"May mystery and inspiration always be with you, teacher."

After saying goodbye, Zhang Yuan picked up the book and walked out of the tower, briefly flipping through the table of contents.

"On the interference and countermeasures of protective spells against divination, location, and tracking spells..."

Reading the title of the book in my hand in a low voice, I felt the weight of this thick book as I weighed it slightly. Turning the pages further, the descriptions of various protective measures in the table of contents were eye-opening just from the titles alone.

However, there was no rush. The mage put away the book and teleported directly to the Flame Fist's base. Under the moonlight, he pushed open the courtyard gate, where the dwarves, who had eaten and slept well and were ready to go, were waiting.

The migration plan officially began at this moment.

dong dong dong~
The march of dozens of heavily armored warriors was quite a spectacle. Fortunately, it wasn't yet midnight, otherwise Zhang Yuan and the dwarf team would have had to endure the refined greetings from the disturbed residents, a mix of local dialects and slang.

Even so, some people who went to bed early or whose good time had been disturbed opened their windows or even ran out to see what was going on.

Upon seeing this scene...

That's fine.

"Boss, can we make a deal? You can teleport me back to the territory first, and then take them onto the ship." Kegan was terrified at the sight of the ship, and when he looked at the dwarves, every single one of them looked hesitant.

There was no way around it; the dwarves, who grew up in the mountains and hills and considered themselves children of the earth, had an innate aversion to boats and ferries, let alone drifting on the sea for seven or eight days.

The deeper fear hidden in their hearts is: what if the ship sinks?

The term "landlubber" doesn't even begin to describe them; they're all like weights on a scale. Once they enter the water, when they float back up, their souls will probably have already gone to report to Kranvora.

"This is a magic ship made by me. Don't worry about anything. If you miss this voyage, you'll be stuck on the Sword Sea in an ordinary ship for half a month."

The monk said in a deep voice:

"Start boarding now. Bard, you go first, Kegan, bring up the rear. Hurry up!"

Kegan's retreat was naturally rejected, and with a bitter face, he brought up the rear. The dwarves, whose arrows were already on the bowstring, had no choice but to bite the bullet and follow Bard onto the Auerbach.

The dwarf villagers who had gone ahead along the riverbank were placed in the lower cabins, which were relatively stable and had less swaying. At the same time, the kind-hearted Master Zhang thoughtfully distributed a wooden bucket to each cabin.

After all, so-called stability is only relative. For those who have never been to sea, the crashing waves are not a gentle cradle.

The dwarves will understand their good intentions.

After a night of fussing, when the last of the dwarves, Kegan, was kicked into the cabin, the dwarves' long journey would finally begin in this rather cramped cabin.

After a short rest, by noon the next day, Zhang Yuan and his teammates, who had been waiting there, finally met the riverside villagers led by Jie Di.

"I really don't know what came over me to agree to such a crazy proposal."

The female druid shook her head slightly, tossing her long, beautiful hair into a slightly disheveled state. Then she looked at the three sirens that had run up to the mage's side, feeling as if her own cabbage had been eaten by a pig.

“Syl and the others will go to the North with you first. I have to stay here to take care of Alaire and her symbiotic oak. Once you arrive in the territory, find a suitable place as soon as possible to plant Alaire’s acorns so that we can teleport there.”

"Just like last time?"

"Yes."

The mage, who was well aware of the situation, naturally did not object to Jady's arrangement. After so many days of learning and growth, the three sirens were no longer uncivilized people who only relied on their talents.

While Syl and her companions have made significant progress in their understanding of the ways of nature, they are often involved in farming with Jadi. Having accumulated a certain level of trust and prestige among the villagers, they are now capable of taking on the important task of guiding and comforting the villagers during this migration.

Under the restraint of Jadi and the sirens, the chaotic group of over a hundred people was barely organized. They went to the temporary office set up by the wizard to exchange their original land deeds for land reclamation permits stamped with the seal of Master Zhang and gold coins. Then, with the help of the dwarves, they carried all their precious belongings, including jars and pots, onto the ship's hold.

After a whole afternoon of work, the sun had already set before the villagers were properly settled, and the supplies and ore promised by the Grand Duke had already been loaded onto the ship and into the hold.

With all preparations complete, Lars, in high spirits, together with the two master craftsmen, steered his beloved ship slowly out of the berth, cutting through the golden waves and entering the Sea of ​​Swords, bathed in the afterglow of the setting sun.

This journey takes us all the way north.

Thank you to Lazy Dormouse for the monthly pass!

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