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The unknown meaning of Kranwo They were stunned in an instant, feeling that these delicacies have just been made, and they haven't been served yet?

Smelling the aroma that made the pores of the whole body open, and then looking at the intoxicated expressions of those people eating, the down-and-out warriors, the wandering warbler mage, the wandering thief and the apprentice priest instantly felt that their stomachs were protesting again, and even Mystra, who had never eaten fireworks in the world, could not rely on it quietly at this time, and occupied a favorable position silently. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

A large number of people watched Acoste so strongly, their eyes that seemed penetrating because of hunger and thirst, that is, the half-elf sword saint was thick-skinned enough, otherwise some thin-faced people would have been at a loss for a long time.

"Gollum, well, it's delicious, okay, beef soup ....."

Acoste picked up a spoon and poured a scoop of tomato beef broth from the campfire and tasted it, but he had barely nodded his head when he realized that the pot in front of him was gone.....

"Mine, it's mine!"

"Ah, Mistra, you can't be so greedy even if you're a goddess of magic, put down the pot and leave us a little!"

"No, why is it all food for your mages, without our warriors in front to shelter you from the wind and rain, where do you have time to release spells in the back, hurry up and serve me a bowl too!"

"Hehe, Kranvo, what are you talking about, what do you mean by that?!"

"Midnight I was wrong, you can't be so cruel to me, ah!!"

"Wei'er, why are you stealing it, aren't you a vampire? Vampires can also drink soup?! ”

Seeing that several of his team members were messed up into a pot of porridge, the half-elf sword saint laughed heartily, there is no one who can be a chef in his realm, and now as a chef, he is also satisfied in his heart!

"Brother, what about my share? Did you leave it for me? “

At this time, the little girl Lavis was a little witty, and as the biological sister of the half-elf Sword Saint, she certainly had additional privileges.

"Of course I set aside a few copies of that must." Acoste quietly pulled out two large bowls from the back of his buttocks, he didn't just save one for his sister, and it would be too tragic if he didn't get a bite of the food he cooked himself like before........

Since Acoste decided to show his hand today, he naturally wouldn't stop making just two dishes, foie gras, fried pork with chili flakes, bamboo shoot slices, and the half-elf sword master almost put all the home-cooked stir-fry that he was good at in his previous life on the plane of Faerun, of course, there were many seasonings in the previous life that could not be produced in the Faren Continent, and the taste was naturally not as good as the fried dishes in the previous life, but even so, it was enough to make those big foodies linger.

In the end, when Acoste used ice slag and specially treated cheese jam to replicate Tiramith, the group of girls instantly climaxed, and even Mistra, an old leftover girl who didn't know how many years she had lived, ate a lot of them, and even tried her best to get Acoste to join the Magic Temple, and wait until the Sage Rebellion was over to follow her back to the kingdom of God, so she became her royal chef......

But these are just jokes, the goddess of magic herself knows in her heart that it is unlikely, people are already demigods, and they are also the kind of demigods who do not rely on anyone's help, only on their own achievements, how can this kind of person be subservient to others as the Holy Spirit? Even if it is a god, he can't look down on him, because he is completely capable of creating a pervert who is the main god of the god system by himself.

After a group of foodies enjoyed their lives, they touched their bulging bellies and began to sleep, and there was no one else in this kind of adventure, a group of people was just like going out in the wild, but then again, this powerful and luxurious plastic surgery, not to mention in the era of the Sage Rebellion, even if the time is pushed forward in the Arcane Empire or the era of the High Elves, it is absolutely unbeatable, even in the Seal City, you can walk sideways, but it is on the premise that they do not die, as long as some taboos are not touched, They can block and kill gods and Buddhas, and prevent and kill Buddhas!

The next day, facing the nascent sun, the group began to head north again, this time the route chosen by Acoste would not be detoured due to the treacherous road conditions or the terrain, and they were ready to go straight all the way, through the Troll Mountain, the Troll Roaring Forest, along the trade route through the Lizard Swamp, and finally across the Dagger Stand and the Adip Forest and the Desarin River, and the group would reach the second destination of the trip, Waterdeep.

Along the way, everyone also encountered something that could threaten them, after all, in the original parallel plane, the junction of West Hartland and the Northland has always been a relatively less affected place, and the gods fell from the divine realm and smashed into the dragon coast, who knows what happened? Isn't there a huge magnet there that attracts them?

However, there was only one thing that impressed them very much during the journey, and that was that while crossing the Troll Mountain, Clavau, who was supposed to stay in the Tomb of the Sorcerer, jumped out and invited Acoste and his party to his hometown as guests.

This matter is a bit beyond the expectations of the half-elf swordmaster, originally Acoste thought that there was a goddess of magic in his team, and the strongest arcane of the Nether Empire should not dare to show his head, after all, Mystra died under the 12-ring magic of Karthas for the first time, and Karthas is a serious grand arcanist.....

However, the Lich King did the opposite, and to Acoste's surprise, Mystra did not show any particular dislike for Kraver, and the two ended up talking happily in the Chamber of Secrets.

Of course, that cravo finally found himself.

"Boy, good job, although I am a mage, I have seen a lot of talented martial artists, and you are undoubtedly the most talented warrior I have ever seen."

"I'll get straight to the point, I want to make a deal with you, I know that you have now established a very strong territory, and you have also obtained the inheritance of the Arcane Empire, and built the Floating City, but boy, I want to tell you, just because you want to reproduce the glory of the Arcane Empire now, it is still far away."

"I'm willing to provide the Arcanist's employment method, and I can also provide you with some Arcanist's proprietary spell information, and even legendary spell information, boy, how about it, do you think this reward is still satisfactory?"

Clavo left a kid and a right kid called himself, but the half-elf sword saint unusually did not have a seizure with the other party in this regard, according to age, he would not have anything wrong with calling himself a grandson, and according to strength, his 46 professional levels are definitely the first person in the history of Faerun, in terms of strength, it is no weaker than the heyday of some gods, and this is the opponent's home field in the takeaway, if he really wants to fight, Yacoste does not dare to ensure that a few of his people can get out.

"Whether the pay is satisfactory or not, it depends on what you get rid of me, or what you want?"

But even so, the half-elf sword saint didn't intend to grovel and talk to the other party, he was not sure that his team could overturn the other party here, but the same other party was also worried about his group of people, if he really wanted to fight, the victory or defeat was not to be said, but whether the king of witchcraft won or lost, his old nest that had been in the past hundred years would definitely not be able to be saved.

"Little fox!"

Lavoc cursed in his heart, "You are going to trouble the King of Bones, I don't ask for much, after you defeat the other party, I only need the crown of horns in its hand is enough, or if you kill it, you are willing to trade its Sage Divine Corpse to me, I will definitely give you something of equal value to repay you!" ”

However, as Acoste had predicted, Lavoc himself did not dare to act rashly, so the Half-Elf and the Lich King could only sit at the same table and pull their skins, using words to gain more benefits for their side.

In the end, under the bargaining between the two, it was Acoste who finally had the upper hand, of course, not because the half-elf swordmaster was more powerful, but because the things in Mirko were more tempting to Kravo.

As for what Kraver wants Mirko to do, Acoster just won't bother with that heart, but he probably knows a direction, and it is estimated that this thing is either going to attack another Nether remnant lich Owo or fall in love with the other party's one-third of an acre of land in the underworld, but it has nothing to do with him, which is also the main purpose of Acosttken's peace of mind and bold negotiation with the other party.

Aside from this incident, the occasional blindless beast and a few wandering orcs along the way did not have any effect on the half-elf adventure team, and there were many times when Acoste didn't even bother to kill them again, just slightly unleashed his momentum to scare the group of mortals away.....

After a month's journey, they finally arrived in Waterdeep, the city of wonders in the Northlands.

Waterdeep City is an important place of harmony in the land of Faeron. It benefits from a fine port, an enlightened system, an inclusive spirit, and a strong magical tradition that has always produced good mages better than evil ones. Waterdeep has all its applications, but it is not a furnace, on the contrary, it is more like a jewel grinder, smoothing out the edges and corners of individuals, making their genius shine, countless weak or wandering mages will eventually choose Waterdeep as their home, and after giving their freedom for a few years to sign a contract with the other party to get their own chance to continue their magic studies, they will choose to do so not only because of the name of the world-shattering Lord of Waterdeep, Mr. and Mrs. Kelburn, but also because of the so-called "City of Miracles". The one in mind.

And under Deep Water City, there is a dungeon built by Faeron's famous legendary mage, Hylast's black robe, which is extremely dangerous and abnormal, but all adventurers who dare to enter this dungeon and break through the levels set by several crazy mages have all received very rich rewards......

Acoste didn't go to JD Kelburn. Black Cane couple two.

The current Deep Water City is not peaceful, the orc scourge has not been completely solved, except for the big killer weapon like the floating city, it is still very difficult for a normal force to destroy hundreds of thousands of enemies with one shot, even if Kelburn and Lyra use legendary spells, the Watcher Legion and the Guards of Deep Water City have to be on guard on the city wall every day, and the mage regiment is also ready to prepare for the next attack that the orcs may launch.

And even if the Northland Alliance successfully survived this orc disaster, the dragons in the Sword Mountains and the Supreme Forest also began to be restless, unless it was like the place where the Starry Night Collar was, and the surrounding plains would not have a little better if there were no powerful monsters living in them, otherwise those territories would not have a peaceful day, and now according to the grapevine, Kelburn and Lyra have not even had time to sleep recently, after all, except for Waterdeep, the entire Northland Alliance and the Silver Moon Alliance have to share a responsibility.

And the mysterious griffin knight who played a big role in the battle to kill Mirkor, Acoster didn't go out of his way to look for it, that griffin knight seemed to be a sage in the eyes of the half-elf sword saint, and now they have a more powerful sage in their team, of course, they won't need the help of outsiders, this extra person will have to share an extra spoil, and Acoste, who slammed the door, said in his heart that this extra extra expense must be saved!

The search for Mirko was no easy task.

As an ancient city rich in cultural heritage, Waterdeep City has six major districts, including the castle area, the port area, the north area, the sea area, the southern area, and the commercial area, and the people in it are even more mixed, guilds, nobles, traders, mercenaries, city enforcers, criminal syndicates, independent citizens who make a living and outsiders who hunt treasures, and now there are many refugees who have fled, and it is not so easy to find a sage who has a heart to hide in this muddy water, especially when everyone knows nothing.....

It's just that this job is not too difficult, at least in the eyes of the half-elf sword master.

What would Mirkor, a god of death, like? If this range is to look at the whole of Faerun, then there are many similar places, but if the scope is limited to Waterdeep, then there are only two places where it can exist.

One is naturally its shrine, which is what everyone can think of in advance, and the other is the cemetery of Waterdeep, known locally as the necropolis of the City of the Dead.

Here is a huge tomb, and the City of the Dead is open to the public during the day; Closed at night and patrolled. Citizens and visitors who do not wish to be discovered usually act in the shadow of the grave. The tombs themselves are protected by a variety of magic - some even provide entrances to other planes or pocket spaces that do not sustain life, but serve as a resting place for countless famous nobles or beloved commoners.

It is conceivable that if Mirko hadn't been honestly nested in its temple, it would have come here to secretly tinker with its plans.

However, Acoste did indeed find its traces in a hidden location in the City of the Dead, and a great war broke out without any suspense.