Chapter 332: Darren

Tempted by food and a large bed, it didn't take long for them to reach the gates of Dalren. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Although it is only a few dozen kilometers away from the city of Arabel, it is obviously much calmer than the dire Arabel, and now because there is no more snow, the gate of Darren is open at the moment, and four or five guards are listlessly guarding the gate in thick winter clothes, although there are not many people entering and leaving the city.

"Stop, who are you?"

After seeing Acoste and their large number of people coming, the guards did not show any vigilant looks, but asked a little listlessly.

"We are past travelers, preparing to go to the kingdom of Cormir to join our friends, and now we are running out of supplies, so we want to rest in this city."

The half-elf swordmaster bowed politely to the other party, and then took out a cloth bag prepared in advance from his arms and threw it over.

Acoste did not show off his status as the earl of Sambia.

The ghost knows that everything depends on the occasion and chooses the corresponding method, although the city of Dalren still theoretically belongs to the border of Sambia, but they are too close to the kingdom of Cormier, if he exposes the so-called earl identity, maybe he will encounter difficulties here.

And now is not the time when the heavy snow closed the mountain half a month ago, he does not need to force knocking on the other party's door to enter the city, hiding his identity at this time is definitely the wisest choice.

"Alright, go in, remember not to cause trouble." The guard padded the weight of the bag, and the clanging sound from it immediately made the [sophisticated] soldier roughly estimate the gold coins inside, and the previous decadent color was swept away, and he waved his hand vigorously, signaling the half-elf sword saint and them to hurry inside.

After entering the city, the bustling scene of the city was presented in front of them again.

The Half-Elf Sword Saint can't remember how long it has been since he has seen this kind of street with a strong cityscape, it seems that he has never encountered it since Acastella came out, the Starry Night Leader has been in a semi-martial state due to the preparation of the Sage's Rebellion, Iheom City is a typical industrial city, and the people living in the city are either nobles or refugees who mine all day long, and Arabell City is obviously in turmoil after their arrival in Acoster, and the people are not living every day, and it does not look like a big city at all.

Here, roadside stalls are everywhere, grocery stores, taverns, and blacksmith shops are open, and there are not many people walking on the roadside, but there are definitely no few, children playing on the melted snowdrifts, and adults clearing the snow from their rooftops and doorways.

"This is the world of mortals, it's really lively....."

Other people sighed at most about this scene, it is not easy to have such a harmonious place in the last days, and it is equivalent to the first close contact with the mortal world Mystra is very curious, this look at that touch, it is completely no different from the first time Tubaozi entered the city.

It's not that the goddess of magic hasn't been to the mortal world before, but according to historical records, the last time he went down to the mortal world was a thousand years ago, and you can imagine that the youngest daughter of the Seven Sisters of the Northland, Aoi Lu, is five or six hundred years old, how many years has she not been to the mortal world.....

"Okay, don't delay the trip, you don't need these things, let's go."

Acoster was suddenly one head and two big, and he usually looked at Mistra quite witty, why did his IQ drop all of a sudden now......

What she was eyeing was nothing else, but the strange mask that a vendor had placed on the shelf, which made the half-elf swordmaster even more speechless, aren't you the goddess of magic? You can't make a mask if you like it, and it's worth more than carving it out of wood.

"No, I like this mask, I want you to buy me one, right now!"

However, Mystra actually played a petty temper, which made the half-elf sword saint even more petrified, you are a god with powerful divine powers, do you have to ask others to pay for things in the world?

And what do you want this mask for?

However, looking at the other party's natural look, in order not to delay time, but also to prevent the little dancing girls from blowing up, he had to give in and throw a silver coin from his pocket and throw it to the other party, this mask is worth up to 5 copper coins, and he threw the money to the goddess of magic to take back the masks of this stall.

"Hee-hee."

Mistra smiled with a satisfied smile that counts as you know, and she put the mask on her face, and a very faint silver-white glow immediately disappeared into the mask, and the unpretentious wooden mask suddenly melted into the other's skin and disappeared.

"What did you do?"

Yacoste asked a little curiously.

"Of course, it's a little trick to hide my divine aura."

The goddess of magic replied in a slightly playful tone, "Now that the gods have appeared in the mortal world, and several of my old opponents are naturally on the main plane, I must find some means to guard against it, otherwise it will be too conspicuous." ā€

"If you do this, the other party won't be able to find out about you?"

The Half-Elf Sword Saint felt that this was too incredible, if the Goddess of Magic's hidden methods were really so powerful, wouldn't it be invincible in the Sage Rebellion?

"Of course not! I'm just doing this to prevent people from sniffing out my breath remotely, and if I'm too close, I can't hide it from them, but they can't hide it from me. ā€

After saying that, Mystra gave Acoste a small look of contempt, but she didn't know that the half-elf swordmaster was despising her in his heart.

Come on, I can't hide it from you, so you can brag about it.

Acoste intentionally or unintentionally glanced at the god-killing sword pinned to Ciric's waist, this TM is a serious god, why didn't you see through the other party's disguise.......

The Brilliant Tavern is easy to find, as the only five-star tavern in the whole of Pheren that can be called a chain, he is famous in any city, even those poor people who have never been there, they at least know which tavern is located in that part of their city.

And it has to be mentioned that the Brilliant Tavern seems to have branches everywhere on the planet Torrell, whether it's Baldur's Gate, or the icy Northlands, or the scorching heat of the Ainook Desert Bazaar, the dark regions, or the mixed dragon coast, you can find them almost everywhere, according to the grapevines, there are also traces of the Brilliant Hotel on the first level of Heavenly Mountain and in the bottomless abyss of the Abyss Plains, which is amazing.

However, for these rumors, Acoste doesn't know if they are true or false this time, in the game he played in his previous life, which is the same as this world, there is no such facility as the Brilliant Tavern, so everything he knows about the Brilliant Tavern comes from after the time-travel, which cannot exert his almost omniscient and omnipotent skills.

It's just that, people with a little brain can also know with their butts that there must be some earth-shattering force behind the Brilliant Tavern supporting them, even if the rumors of Heavenly Mountain and the Bottomless Abyss are false, just being able to open a semicolon in so many countries is not something that the power of the secular kingdom can do.

Some people say that the devil is quietly supporting them behind them, some people say that the devil is the final boss of the Brilliant Tavern, of course, all the gods in the sky are one of the protagonists in the rumors, anyway, if Acoste comes here again today, he will know that Mystra has been excluded from the list.

As soon as the goddess of magic entered the tavern, she immediately looked around, and her face immediately showed a displeased expression, every splendid tavern will have a lot of magical decorations to make itself look magnificent, but all this is too small in Mistra's eyes, if it weren't for the half-elf sword master blocking the other party, Mistra would almost perform a miracle on the spot, and show those dirt buns what real magic is.

"Stop, eat, eat."

Acoste hurriedly grabbed the other party, and said in his heart that this goddess is really a troublesome spirit, and she has to make trouble for herself when she goes there, for fear that others will not know that she is like a god, a person with this kind of character, no wonder in the parallel world, he will challenge the god with intact Heim without brains.

However, regardless of whether the goddess's comic attributes are pretended or born like this, there are some new things that can attract her attention, such as the table of food and wine in front of them, and the goddess of magic finally stopped being at odds with the half-elf swordmaster after seeing the table.....

"Angs." The Half-Elf Sword Saint sighed deeply, he finally knew what the teachers and aunts in the kindergarten in his previous life were in every day.....

"By the way, what are your plans for next?"

After eating, Acoste asked Mistra to go out with her to buy adventure necessities, although even if the half-elf swordmaster didn't say it, this curious tease would probably sneak out by himself, and it would be better to let himself watch from the side than to cause trouble for himself.

"What's next? I don't know, I haven't thought about it yet. ā€

Mystra's answer almost didn't make Acoste spurt out a mouthful of old blood, please, it's a turbulent year, all the gods are either busy fixing others, or they're busy running away to keep themselves from being sorted out by others, you're good, a carefree picture, is this really a year trip to the main plane?

"Hehe, what do you mean by this expression, do I look so unenterprising? Come on, I haven't figured out what my next plan will be. ā€

The goddess of magic saw that the half-elf sword saint looked constipated and had the heart to tease the other party, which made Acoste really sure in his heart that this goddess must not be an adult.

"Okay, don't make a fuss, haven't you thought about going back to the Harpists' League? Or Waterdeep, Shadow Valley, Radiant City, Magic Temple Headquarters, haven't you thought about returning to your few Chosen People? ā€

Acoste decided not to do Tai Chi with her anymore, and directly asked what he had been trying to say for the past few days.

"Oh? You want to drive me away, right, you really have no conscience, the front foot just followed my bed, enjoyed my body, and the back foot is about to drive me away, do you still have a conscience, I have been a young girl for 500 years before you, and I have been guarding like jade! ā€

"You have it." The half-elf sword master couldn't complain about the other party, so he had to glare at her fiercely, "Can you stop making trouble, let's talk about business again!" ā€

"Well, I've thought about all of these things you mentioned, but before I get an answer, I hope you can answer one of my questions as well."

"You say."

"Do you really care about me when you help me out like this, or are you afraid that I will cause you trouble, or maybe you have other plans?"

"Forehead ....."

Seeing the other party's watery, seductive eyes, Yacoste couldn't help but put up three black lines on his forehead.

"Okay, of course I care about you, but I'm concerned about the impact on the Demon King after you die, the Floating City of the Starry Night Leader is still floating in the sky, I don't want you to die violently one day, and then my Floating City will follow in the footsteps of those great Arcanists in the Arcane Empire."

"Well, that's a sincere answer."

Mystra smiled and nodded, then leaned her head to the earlobe of the half-elf swordmaster, looking very intimate.

"I'm not going to go to my confluence with my constituents, for the simple reason that the forces that hate me are probably now putting their power and eyeliner in my church, and as soon as I am included, then they will know what I am moving immediately."

"Besides, I think it's quite fun to travel with you, isn't the ultimate goal of your trip just those three tablets of destiny?"

Mistra's words exploded in Acoster's ears like thunder, and he looked at the Goddess of Magic in disbelief, a little incredulous as he knew his ultimate goal.

"Okay, don't make such a fuss with such a fuss expression, you know that I don't care about the Tablet of Fate, all I care about is my enemies and those evil forces that destroy the order of the multiverse, and besides, don't you always emphasize that I am the goddess of magic, even the god of prophecy Saphoros is my god, I can even make simple predictions with Bane and their true gods, and it is not easy to predict you as a little mortal."

"Hehe, that's best, but you can predict my vague future, but as my new friend, and my new mistress, I solemnly warn you, for the sake of your life, don't predict my past."

Acoste said to Mistra with a cold expression, a look of rare seriousness.

"Why? What, is there anything special about your past that you care about? ā€

"Of course not." Acoster turned his head to look at Mystra, and there was a little indescribable complexity in his eyes, "If you think that you can bear the prophecy of at least 6 Devil Grand Dukes, 6 Hell Lords, and no less than three evil gods at the same time and not die in secret, then you can give it a try." ā€