It's time to improve the strength of the infinite world

Chapter 271 Final preparations

In a range protected by some kind of spiritual light.

He was the first to guard the bridge leading to the hotel.

The heroic but slightly old woman stared outside with sharp eyes, not relaxing at all.

Until the powerful barbarian ordered his subordinates to retreat, and the light disappeared completely in the darkness in the distance.

The woman finally breathed a sigh of relief, and the corners of her mouth twitched slightly unconsciously.

That's what pain brings.

After all, in the battle just now, it was impossible for her to say that she was completely uninjured.

However, with her strong willpower, she was able to control her actions and did not show anything... After all, at this time, she had to maintain her image.

——Of course not for myself.

——But for the companions around me.

Just like the flag in the central military camp, only when it stands steadily can it stabilize the morale of the entire army.

Especially at this critical moment, her companions around her need her as a backbone even more, so she absolutely cannot show any weakness at this time.

This will definitely be a huge blow to morale...

So since it’s not very serious, try to bear it as much as you can.

"Clean them up, don't let your guard down, and then bury them properly..."

Glancing around and looking at the bodies of the fallen harpists, the woman sighed heavily and waved her hand.

Then, he looked at the fallen body of the enemy:
"Search carefully and remember to take back any weapons they didn't take away."

The evil guys from the Church of the Supreme God also paid a heavy price, leaving behind corpses all over the ground.

Although the other side was also quite cautious in this regard, they tried their best to strip off the weapons and equipment of their sacrificed companions and take them back when they retreated.

But there will be some omissions.

Just like those cultists who charged too hard and ended up dying inside the inn, when the other side retreated, there was no way they could run in to collect their bodies.

Holding a saber in her hand and looking at it, the woman's expression became more serious and cautious.

The heavy weight and material completely made the bad speculation point to reality, how rich the group of people on the opposite side are.

Or……

Did this group of cultists control some kind of endless vein of adamantium? Otherwise, it would be hard to explain their arrogance.

The woman raised her head with serious eyes and looked towards the shadow outside.

Not long ago, as if by magic, the Shadow Curse suddenly faded away...

At that time, everyone was surprised and happy, thinking that this cursed land had turned a disaster into a blessing and was able to see the light again.

However, this situation did not last long, and the Shadow Curse returned once again, as if eternal night had once again enveloped this torn land.

This is certainly not good news.

But we have to admit that the Harpists were able to resist the attacks of the cultists today thanks to the existence of this curse.

For all lives trapped in darkness, the shadow will always bring equal death.

No matter if they were Harpers fighting for justice or cultists accomplices of evil, there are no exceptions.

Therefore, as long as the Harpers hold on to the inn for a certain period of time, no matter how many cultists there are outside, they will not be able to hold out for long if they are trapped in the darkness.

This allowed the group to survive.

Without saying anything else, the woman walked around the battlefield, comforted the wounded, and mourned for her dead companions.

After finishing all the work she needed to do, she turned back to the hotel and went straight to the second floor.

"Jaheira..."

Outside the open-air balcony of a room on the second floor.

A ritual altar was quietly placed with basins, candles and other items, and a silver-haired half-high elf woman was casting a spell here.

Her body was radiant, emitting a silver glow like moonlight.

Hearing the noise coming from behind, the silver-haired half-elf woman knew who it was without turning around, and directly called out the other person's name:
"…What's the situation outside?"

Because she needs to maintain the protection of the End Light Inn, she cannot leave here easily, nor can she put herself in danger.

Although she heard the sounds of fighting outside had finally stopped, she still had no idea of the specific situation.

"It's very bad. Our losses are terrible. If it weren't for you and the curse working together, we would definitely not have been able to hold on."

Jaheira wasted no time in explaining the situation, handing over the saber he had just examined.

"Isobel, I need you to look at this now—be careful, it's heavy."

"..."

"..."

"Is this... adamantium?"

As Isobel took the saber, her arm sank, and even with Jaheira's prompting, she was unable to catch it.

Fortunately, Jaheira did not let go completely, otherwise, it would have hit her instep directly.

Isobel was very surprised by this, and quickly identified the material of the saber. Her expression became quite incredible.

"Yes, those crazy people all use this kind of weapon, it's incredible..."

"But the point is not this, but the magic above, Isobel, can you remove it?"

Jaheira nodded, his expression very serious.

The enemy on the opposite side has updated their armaments to such a terrifying level. This is naturally a very scary thing, but as long as we can seize their armaments, we can quickly arm our side.

It’s just that the other side seems to be on guard, and each piece of adamantium weapon has an anti-theft mechanism.

Although Jaheira was not yet aware of the existence of the "Mark of the Supreme God", he still perceived the mechanism with his keen experience and rich knowledge.

If the weapon fails to pass verification, it will not only be difficult to use, but will also suffer some kind of "punishment".

It will become heavier and harder to use normally -

It's like losing the "proficiency" of the corresponding weapon -

For most people, using it by force is like a child swinging a sledgehammer. Not only can they not exert much power, but they can also easily hurt themselves.

Jaheira would naturally consider whether he could remove the magic, or bypass the verification. "I... I'm not sure, the magic on it seems a little strange..."

Isobel looked at it carefully for a while, then shook her head in confusion: "Besides, I don't have any extra energy now."

"Isobel, I know you have a heavy burden, but we really need this..."

Jaheira also smiled bitterly.

"If we don't have a few good weapons, we won't be able to stop the next attack... and there aren't many of them. We only seized about six or seven."

"This……"

The silver-haired half-elf woman hesitated for a moment, but nodded: "I'll try."

"please."

Jaheira nodded vigorously. "I will try my best to contact the outside world. I hope I can get support... Damn, I don't know what's going on outside now."

The Shadow Curse still lingers on the land.

Now everything has become chaos, and their group is trapped in a cursed land, unable to leave.

They neither received any support nor lost contact with the outside world.

In a sense, this is both unfortunate and fortunate. After all, they vaguely felt that something had happened, but they didn't know what exactly happened.

It was as if the Shadow Curse disappeared briefly and then reappeared—

In this strange area, the ability to cast spells still exists, so much so that this group of people were not even aware of the dysfunction of the magic network.

After giving a few more instructions, Jaheira did not stay for long. He left the saber in the room for Isobel to study, turned around, left the room, closed the door, and went downstairs.

This high-ranking harpist is very busy; now that the war has just ended, there are too many things for her to deal with.

There's no way I can stay here forever.

"..."

"..."

Isobel stood there silently, the moon-like glow on her body having disappeared.

I heard the footsteps outside the door fading away quickly, as if they were walking down the wooden stairs step by step, and then disappeared in just a few seconds.

Then, the silver-haired half-elf woman turned around and lowered her head humbly: "My lord, may I help remove the magic on the weapon?"

In the direction where Isobel spoke humbly, there stood a figure who had appeared there at some point in time.

No, that's not right. It's not that I don't know when it appeared, but that this figure has been standing there from beginning to end.

This was also the case when Jaheira came up just now.

It's just that the senior harpist was totally unable to notice it, and turned a blind eye and a deaf ear to it.

"No need, you're leaving here soon."

The magician calmly denied it, "I have found the location of the Song of Darkness. Are you ready?"

"..."

"..."

Isobel's body trembled slightly, and in addition to the respectful expression on her face, she also subconsciously revealed a look of disbelief.

After all, she was persuaded directly, not controlled by charm.

So it did not affect her original memories and emotions, what she cherished and what she was obsessed with... because these were still useful and were part of the plan.

"What's wrong? Don't you want to?" asked the magician, although he already knew the answer.

"..."

"..."

"No, it's just... I... I'm not ready yet, I don't know what to do..."

Isobel shook her head, biting her lip, and spoke in a dazed tone.

"There is no preparation to be made. You just need to temporarily give up your faith in Selune."

The person in front of her gave her guidance in a very kind tone: "You don't need to do anything deliberately, and you don't need to look for your lover deliberately. Fate will bring you to her."

This kind of words sounds like the words of a charlatan.

But coming out of his mouth, it seemed like some kind of declaration.

"..." Isobel was silent, as if she was caught in some kind of struggle, with a conflict between her conscience and her conscience.

"Giving up your faith is only temporary. It just requires you to endure humiliation for a while. Think about your lover who is suffering. Can't you fight for her?"

The magician began to bewitch her, trying to persuade her earnestly.

Isobel was already wavering, and after being persuaded by him, the balance in her heart inevitably tilted towards her lover's side.

Love can easily make people blind, and coupled with the long separation, now it is not easy to find out the whereabouts of the Song of the Dark Night, and know that the other party has been tortured for the past hundred years...

It's normal to get excited.

Moreover, when she thought about what happened to her, she was afraid that even if she didn't give up her faith, it would be of no difference. Could the Moon Girl really accept what happened to her?
Isobel's expression couldn't help but become somewhat miserable. She finally gritted her teeth and nodded vigorously.

"I...I understand..."

"That's good. I won't hide it from you. You will probably be targeted by Lady Shar next." The magician smiled. "This goddess doesn't care about anything, but she cares a lot about Selune—"

After spending enough energy to learn as much as possible about the gods, he already knew how to attract the attention of Ms. Shar.

Simply believing in Shar will not make the goddess even glance at you.

But when it comes to Selûne, the situation is completely different.

He doubted that even if someone questioned Ms. Shar to her face that she was a monster instead of a goddess, she would not be upset and would not care at all...

But if we put it another way, questioning Shar's monster face to face while praising the truth, kindness and beauty of the Moon Girl, firmly believing that the Moon Girl is the real goddess...

Then this lady might really pay attention to you.

Now, he was ready to manipulate Isobel, the priest of Selune, to abandon her original faith and embrace the dark night, staging an Infernal Affairs...

After all, before taking action yourself, you have to divert the attention of the gods as much as possible.

If Lady Shar didn't confront Selûne and have a fierce fight between the sisters... the magician was also worried that the lady would focus her energy on him.

(End of this chapter)