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"Hit!" Trist shouted, this is the signal he sent when he was hit. When Katie Brill straightened up and looked at Trist, she found him standing a few steps away, rubbing his sore buttocks.

"I'm sorry," she said embarrassedly, as she realized she had hit too hard.

"Don't mind," Trist replied slyly. "Obviously, your blow is not as painful as when I hit you with two knives so many times before." The dark elf's lips curled up into a mischievous smile. "And soon I'll reciprocate the blow!"

"I think I've been able to keep up with you, Trist Duden," Katie Brill said calmly and confidently, "and of course you can hit me, but you'll be hit by me too!" ”

They laughed at the same time, and Katie Brill walked over to the room to take off the gear she was practicing wearing.

Trist stripped the covering of one of his machetes and reflected on the last few words. Katie Brill has made a lot of progress, and he couldn't agree more. What a fitting combination of a brave heart necessary for a warrior and the philosophical temperament and temperament of a poet. Like Trist, Katie Brill prefers to settle disputes peacefully rather than fight, but when all diplomatic means fail and fighting becomes the only way to survive, the young woman is able to immediately plunge into the fight with a clear conscience and high enthusiasm. Her dedication and skill will help her in her mission. In Katie Brill, all of this is all in one place.

And she's just twenty years old now! If she was in Morsoblay City and was a dark elf, she must have entered the Spider Cult opened by Rose, and her powerful spiritual power would be eroded by the lies of the priests of the Spider God Queen every day. Trist swept away these ridiculous assumptions; He didn't even want to imagine letting Katie Brill go to that horrible place. Instead, he pondered, hoping that Katie Brill would be able to enter the Martial Arts Tower, the school for drow elven warriors. What would happen to her if she met a young drow?

There must be no problem, Trist can assure

。 Katie Brill is already close to the top of her class, definitely in the top 10 or 15 percent, which is determined by her passion and determination. How much better has she been able to improve under his guidance? Trist pondered, but he couldn't help but feel a little apprehensive when he thought about the limitations of Katie Brill's bloodline. He was sixty years old, and by the standards of their dark elves, he was just a child, because his people had lived for seven centuries. But by the time Katie Brill reached his age, she was too old to fight.

The thought stung Trist deeply. Unless an enemy's sword or a monster's claw can shorten his life, he will witness Katie Brill grow old and die.

Trist watched as Katie unloaded her gear and uncovered the heavy armor made of metal. She wore a blouse made of thin cloth underneath her upper body armor. The blouse was soaked with sweat and was only clinging to her body.

She's a great fighter, Trist agrees, but she's also a beautiful girl, with a beautiful body and a strong body, as energetic as a foal just learned to run, and full of passion at heart.

The sound of the furnace in the distance, the sudden, louder and louder thumping of metal, reminded Trist that the door of the house was still wide open, but that didn't distract the drow elf.

"Hey!" There was a shout from the side of the room, and Trist turned to see Bruno striding in. He didn't want the dwarf, the adoptive father who had taken too much care of Katie Brill, to ask him what he had seen in the Nine Abyss Hells. He couldn't help but breathe a long sigh of relief when he saw Bruno blowing a flaming red beard without making a tirade about the barbarian dwellings south of Panstone Town and Mithril Hall.

The drow knew his face was still red (secretly hoping that his dark complexion would hide his embarrassment). He shook his head, brushed his fingers through the hair that was on his face, and began to unload his combat gear.

Katie Brill walked over and shook her long, thick auburn hair and wiped away the beads of sweat. "Is there any trouble with Berkscar?" Berksgar, she asked, was the bold new leader of Panstone.

Bruno's nose snorted. "Berksgar is good for nothing but causing trouble!"

Trist looked at the beautiful Katie Brill. Even though he knew that even though Katie would still be more elegant than most people in her old age, he still didn't want to think about how she would look old.

"He's proud," Katie Brill replied to her father, "and there's a lot of worry." ”

"That's not right!" Bruno retorted, "What is there for him to fear?" He was defended by countless barbarian warriors around him, and there was not even a shadow of an enemy in his field of vision. ”

"He was worried that he wouldn't be able to do better in the shadow of his forefather's legacy." Trist explained, and Katie Brill nodded in agreement.

Bruno stopped talking, pausing to ponder the Drow's words. That's right, Berksgar has always lived in the shadow of Wolfgar, the greatest hero of the barbarian tribe of the distant and unknown Icewind Dale era. Wolfgar killed the white dragon Lex with his own hands? Ice Death; And, at the age of twenty, this man united the tribes of fierce barbarians and showed them a better way of life.

Bruno never thought anyone could achieve greater glory than Wolfga. He nodded, agreeing, and finally accepted the reasoning. A great mourning came over him, his iron-gray eyes clouded with a fog of sadness, and his expression was full of sorrow, for he remembered his dead son, Wolfga. Whenever he thinks of him, Bruno's mood cannot be calm.

"What the hell is his trouble?" Trist asked, observing the dwarf's grief and trying to bring him out of his painful thoughts

"It's the whole damn alliance," Bruno yelled angrily.

Trist and Katie Brill exchanged glances in surprise. It really doesn't make sense. The barbarians of Panstone and the dwarves of Mithril Hall have long been allies and have fought side by side. The people of Bruno are building the elaborate Mithril Hall into a priceless art, while the barbarian people are trading with nearby cities such as Nesmum in the Troll Wastes or the Silvermoon Confederation in the East. Bruno and the people of Wolfgar fought side by side to drive out the evil gray dwarves that had previously inhabited the Mithril Hall. The Barbarians migrated and settled here in the distant Icewind Dale era, forging a deep friendship and an unbreakable alliance with Bruno's tribes. And now, without any Drow attacking them, it was incomprehensible that Berksgar would bother with the alliance.

"He wanted the hammer," Bruno explained, and Trist and Katie Brill were confused.

Here's why. He wanted the tooth of Aegis, the mighty hammer. The hammer was a gift forged by Bruno after the young man had made an agreement with him. In those days, Bruno, Triste, and Katie Brill taught the ferocious savage a better way of life.

Berksgar certainly wanted the Teeth of Aegis, Trist understood. The warhammer has long been more than just a weapon, but a symbol of the toughest men and women in Panshi Town. The Tooth of Aegis represents Wolfgar, so if Berksgar can convince Bruno to pass it on to himself, his prestige among his people will be at an all-time high.

It seemed logical, but Trist knew that Berksgar would never be able to convince Bruno to give up the hammer.

The dwarf looked at Katie Brill, and Trist stared at her, wondering if she thought it would be a good thing to give the hammer to the new Barbarian King. This young girl must have gone through a complicated struggle in her heart! She and Wolfgar were supposed to get married; They grew up together and learned a lot of life lessons together. Can Katie Brill now transcend all of this and forget her bitter grief for the sake of logical alliance conditions?

"No," she said firmly. "This hammer can't be given to him."

Trist nodded in agreement, glad that Katie Brill hadn't forgotten how much she missed Wolfgar and how much she loved that man. He also loved Wolfgar just as much, but only as a brother. So he couldn't imagine anyone, not being Berksgar or the god Tempas, taking the tooth of Aegis for any reason.

"Never give him the hammer," Bruno agreed. He shook his fist angrily in the air, the muscles in his arms tensed and bruised. "But if the reindeer's son asks for it next time, I'll give him something else, trust me!"

Trist saw a series of puzzles. Berksgar wanted the hammer understandably, but the ambitious young barbarian leader apparently didn't realize how difficult it was to get there. Trist knew that this would make relations between the alliance even more terrifying than strained. This would lead directly to an open war between the two peoples, as Trist was confident that Bruno would do what he had just said. If Berksgar had to trade a hammer for an alliance agreement that he should have signed unconditionally, then I am afraid that he would have to put on wings in order to be lucky enough to fly back into the sun.

"How about Trist and I go to Panstone," suggested Katie Brill, "we'll take his sword and leave him with nothing." ”

"That kid is a complete idiot!" Bruno roared.

"But his people are not stupid," Katie Brill added, "he simply wants to get the hammer to strengthen his rule." We will make him realize that it is counterproductive to force something that he cannot get in the first place. ”

Strong, passionate, and at the same time intelligent, this is Katie Brill, Trist looked at her, silently thinking

。 She will certainly be able to accomplish her declared goals with great results. He and Katie Brill will be on their way to Panstone to do everything she had promised her father.

After Bruno and Katie Brill left, Trist let out a long, low sigh. Katie Brill goes to the house to retrieve her gear. He saw Bruno leap out of the room again, and his vitality seemed to return to the fiery dwarf. How long can King Bruno Warhammer rule? Trist would love to know, a hundred years? Or two hundred years?

The same is true for this dwarf, unless an enemy's sword or a monster's claw shortens his life, he will also witness Katie Brill grow old and die.

Trist looks at the brisk, energetic foal, the picture he will never be able to accept, but he has to face it.

The Kajid Sword, or Cutter, hung silently from Katie Brill's waist, and now it was no longer murderous. This living sword rejoices in the advancement of its master's martial arts. She is indeed capable, there is no doubt about it, but this sword still longs for the most powerful war history to call its master.

And that fighter seems to be Trist Duden.

When the Drow Judge killed Dandra Banrey, he became the new owner of the sword. The hilt of Kajid's sword has also changed shape, from the previous demon head (which was Dandro's favorite) to the current unicorn head, which is a symbol of the god that Trist Duden believed in. In the end, he gave the sword to Katie Brill, as he still preferred to use a scimitar.

Loved using a scimitar!

How Kajid wished that the blade of his sword could change shape like the hilt of his sword, and become a scimitar! If only it could make its sword shorter and thicker......"

But Kakid couldn't do that, and Trist wouldn't wear a sword. This lady is also excellent and is constantly improving. She's a human, so she can't live long enough to learn a craft as good as Trist, but if it forces her to kill the drow......

There are so many ways to become the strongest.

The Mother of Ban Rui has been shriveled by old age, and it is extremely rare to live to this age, even among the dark elves. She stood in front of the shrine of her family, the first family of Morsobre, and watched as the workers she had enslaved laboriously and slowly pulled out the stalactites that had fallen from the dome of the building. She knew it would soon be back to normal. The rubble on the ground had long since been cleared, and the blood stains of the countless drow elves killed in the battle had long since been washed away.

But the sting of that moment remained in her heart forever. How embarrassed and embarrassed she was when she stood in front of all the mistresses of Morsoblay, and that moment was the pinnacle of her power, the First Mistress. Stalactites like spears pierced the roof, and it seemed to hurt the self-esteem of the mistress of Ban Rui as well. She has assembled a powerful alliance to bring all the warlike Drow Elves under her command, promising even greater glory when they capture Mithril Hall.

That would be the new glory of the Spider God Queen. It is also the new glory of the mother of Ban Rui.

The place was smashed by stalactites, and her plans were ruined by the defector Trist Duden. Because of Trist, she lost her eldest son, Dandro, who was probably the best martial arts master in all of Morsoblay. Because of Trist, she also lost her daughter, the mischievous Vanderse. But the poor old fellow's greatest pain point was that, because of Trist, she had broken her word to her allies throughout the Alliance—all the greater glory she had promised was in vain. The entire city of Morsobre, and all the priestesses, rulers, and the Lords, have seen stalactites pierce the roof of this temple, which is the holiest place of Rose; At the time of the high master of ceremonies, they were confident that the gods would bless their alliance and the war that was coming

。 But now their beliefs have been reduced to powder. They all hurriedly left the Banrui family's territory and hurried back to their own closed gates, waiting for Rose's instructions.

The position of Ban Rui's housewife has been dealt a huge blow.

Despite all that had happened, the First Mother was still confident that she could reorganize the Alliance. Wearing a ring around the necklace around her neck, carved from the teeth of an ancient dwarven king. That king is Gundalen? Warhammer, the leader of the Warhammer Tribe, is also the founder of Mithril Hall. She imprisoned the soul of Gundaren, from whom she learned the ways of the dwarves' thinking. So now that Trist has escaped, the Dark Elves are still able to return to the Mithril Hall to punish Trist and his friends.

She was able to reorganize the Alliance, but for some reason she had no idea about, Rose stopped her. Rose's maid of the Queen of God, Jorkroll, arrives to warn her that she does not need to continue forming alliances, but that she should keep an eye on her family and strengthen her defenses. No priestess had ever dared to disobey the orders of the Spider God.

Behind him he heard the cacophony of hard leather boots and the clanging of many jewels colliding against each other. She didn't have to look back to know it was Jalaso who had come in.

"Have you already done what I asked?" She asked, her eyes still fixed on the restoration of the ceiling on the cupola.

"I send you my most respectful greetings, First Master." The man, who was always accustomed to mocking others, replied. Ban Rui had to turn his head to face him. She kept a straight face, as she and many of the other female rulers of Morsoblay were accustomed to facing the mercenaries.

He seems to be a bluff guy - there are no other words to describe him better. The vast majority of the Dark Elves in Morsoblay, especially the low-status men, usually have a quiet demeanor and wear practical clothing, such as a black tuned robe decorated with spiders or spider motifs, or a simple short-sleeved shirt under soft chain mail. And, male and female, the Dark Elves usually wear camouflage-like Pivavis, a dark cloak that allows them to hide themselves from being discovered by many enemies.

Not so with Jalaso. His hair was meticulously trimmed, and he always wore a hat, with an unsavory wide-brimmed hat adorned with the huge feathers of the Dalderma bird. He wore a cloak that shimmered with a glimmer of light, and could be seen to shimmer with various phosphorescences, both in the light and in the part of the infrared spectrum visible to the Dark Elves' thermal eyes. His sleeveless vest was cut short to show off his strong abs, and he carried all sorts of rings, necklaces and bracelets, and even anklets, all of which sounded like they were ringing — only when the mercenary wanted them to ring, of course. His boots were the same, making a screeching click on the hard floor of the shrine.

The lady noticed that the muzzle that the mercenary was used to wearing was worn on her left eye today, and she wondered if it had any special meaning.

Who knows how much magic was attached to that blindfold of his, or those jewels and boots, or the two scepters pinned to his belt, or the delicate sword next to them? Mistress Ban Rui believed that half of those things, even a scepter, could be fakes, with no or only a little magic at all, not even the power to calm herself. Half of what Jalaso did was fake, but the other half was tangled but deadly.

That's why this seemingly bluffing guy is actually very dangerous.

Again, this is the reason why the mother of Ban Rui hated but couldn't do without Jalaso. He is the leader of the Dayette Independent Mercenary Band, a network of spies, thieves, killers, and countless homeless people who have been displaced by the clan war. Like their dangerous leader, the members of this mercenary group are very mysterious and unknown. However, they are very powerful—comparable to the vast majority of established families in the city—and very efficient.

"What new discoveries have you made?" Lord Ban Rui asked in a stiff tone

"That would take centuries to finish." The arrogant scoundrel said.

Ban Rui's red-glowing eyes narrowed into a slit, and Jalaso realized that she wasn't interested in dealing with her own indiscretion. She was still in fear, still thinking about the catastrophe that had happened when she was a high-ranking master of ceremonies, and that was it.

"I didn't find any conspiracy." Mercenaries frankly admitted.

Mistress Banrui's eyes widened, and she shook gently on her heels, and the mercenary's straightforward answer surprised her greatly. Of course, she had cast a spell that allowed her to discern any of his lies. And, Jalaso knows this. The magic never embarrassed the cunning mercenary leader, and although he always avoided questions, liked to go around in circles, and was reluctant to tell the truth directly, he never dared to lie openly.

This time, although his answer was blunt, it was very direct. As far as Mistress Ben Rui knows, he is telling the truth.

But Ban Rui found it impossible to accept this fact. It seems that her magic has not worked as well as she had hoped. Could it be that because of her failure, Rose has completely given up on her? Thus deceiving her into believing in Garasso's loyalty.

"Mistress Maze Barrilinango," continued Jalaso, referring to the Mistress of the Barison d'Ango family, the second family of the city, "she remains loyal to you and to your cause, despite the ...... that have happened" he tried to pick an appropriate word. "Riot," he said in a long voice, "loyal to the High Master of Ceremonies." Maze Barrylinango's mother says that her forces are ready to join the war against Mithril Hall. And they are likewise very eagerly waiting for all this, I can assure you, especially the ......" mercenary stopped and sighed with a feigned sadness. Mistress Ban Rui knew what he meant.

Naturally, the Lady of Madz Barrylinango wanted to crusade against Mithril once again, because after the death of Dandra Banrey, her own master of martial arts, the mighty Yudzhant Strong, became the strongest in the city. If Yudzhant was enough to decapitate the traitor Duden, what glory would it bring to the Barison de Ango family.

Yet it was this logical reasoning, and the truths of Jalaso, that caused deep anxiety to the Mother of Banry; Because in Morsobre, no family can threaten the Banry family without the help of Barrison D'Ango.

"There has already begun to be some minor confusion among your surviving children," Jalaso continued, "but they have very little contact with each other, and if any of them want to oppose you, they will not be able to get help from Triel, who has been busy with the affairs of the academy since the homeless man defected. ”

The Mother of Ban Rui did a good job of hiding the relief she felt when she heard the news. As long as Tril, her most powerful daughter, and certainly the one most appreciated by Rose, did not rise up against her, then civil strife would be almost impossible.

"I hope you can appoint Bo Yinyong as our martial arts master as soon as possible, and Gongfu will not object." Jalaso added.

Mistress Ban Rui nodded in agreement. Gonfu is her eldest son, and as the chief mage of Morsoblay, he has the greatest power of all the men in the city (except for the cunning Jalaso probably). Gongfu had no objection to Bo Yinyong becoming the martial arts master of the Ban Rui family. There didn't seem to be anything wrong with the ranking of Ban Rui's daughters, she had to admit it. Trill is the godmother of the Spider Sect in the Academy, and while those who remain in the family are still arguing about how to distribute the powers and responsibilities that have been vacated after Vanders' death, it seems that this is not enough to upset her!

Mistress Banry looked back at the hasty Trist and his accomplices for the damage they had done to the house, and was indignant. In this cruel and almost cruel city of Morsoblay, contentment and arrogance inevitably lead to an earlier demise.