Baron Iwadi's badge of nobility is a stepping stone, otherwise even if Charles brought back tequive, Moon Elf mage Ashmi would not talk to Charr more.

Half a day later, a small meeting was held in the secret reception room of the Harpists' League's 'Hall of Dawn'.

Selelia, the owner of the Hall of Dawn, sat in the chair, with Charles on her right, Morlandale, the semi-legendary Heim priest of Herrusva, on her left, and Gallup, the leader of the 'Red Cavalry' of Asbrewin.

At the moment, in the cities along the line of distant mountains and sunset mountains, only the head of Iliaba was absent from the meeting.

"Click"

The door to the reception room opened, and a harpist, scout, elite, brought in an Aboriginal couple and retreated through the door.

The moon elf Ashmi was still beautiful, and beside her stood a middle-aged man in a cloak.

"Celeria!"

"Schiman!"

The middle-aged man pulled down his hood, revealing a mighty and calm face. This is a human mage, perhaps living in a dark room for many years conducting unknown experiments, and his skin is very fair.

The semi-legendary mage of lv40 naturally has his unique temperament and charisma, and Shiman is strictly a loser, but his failure is not that he is not good enough, but that he is overconfident and rebellious, and refuses to hug Bane's thighs tightly, so his direct rival Fu Zor pledges allegiance to Bane and becomes the chosen person of the Dark King, and even takes the reins of the Santarin Society.

For the losers, of course, Fu Zor has to cut the grass and eradicate the roots, but fortunately, the couple of Shiman and Ashmi are not stupid. On the day when Fu Zor took the helm of the Santarin Society, he resolutely abandoned the Dark Castle and disappeared from the eyes of the world.

Now the couple is back for the simple reason that they want to go home.

It's no surprise that the Shimans and Selelia, Morlandale, and others know each other. You know, during the time of Schiman's reign in the Dark Keep, these cities faced an even more serious threat than they do now.

Bane's followers are never good, but fortunately, Shiman is a mage, and most of his energy is focused on learning and experimenting, otherwise he will create a dark terror. It's definitely much scarier than the current Lord of the Dark Keep, Pergost.

"Schiman!" Gallup, the leader of Asbrewin, said in a deep voice, "Are you still following Bane?" ”

"I am a mage who pursues truth and immortality...... "A faint sneer appeared at the corner of Schiller's mouth, "I am different from Fu Zor. He is a priest and has no choice, while the mage worships only himself most of the time. ”

He was implicitly showing that he was only a pan-believer of Bane, and that he did not have much of a bondage of faith.

It's a small signal of goodwill.

Gallup, who had just stood up, sat back down. Nodding, he said, "I would prefer that a mage like you rule the Dark Keep." ”

As for Heim's priest, Morlandale didn't say much.

The root of the Heim's predicament is that the turbulent times have angered too many gods and their followers. Now Morlandale is sitting here, just hoping to give Hrushwa more room to develop, more that he can't ask for.

Mr. and Mrs. Shiman greeted the city leaders in turn, and finally turned their attention to Pastor Ogma, who had been sitting still.

This is the only player in the reception room, and it is also the tractor of the 'Resistance Alliance', and the population of the Rock Territory is still in a period of explosive growth, but if you mention the current military strength, the Rock Territory is no worse than Hrushwa and Asbrew.

So. In the eyes of the Schillers, Charles is the leader of the 'Resistance League'. It lives up to its name.

"Should I call you Baron Iwadi, or the Custodian?" Schillan slowed his tone.

"Everything." Charles stretched out his hand and made a gesture of please, and watched the Schillans sit down, before smiling, "Now that you are all together, we can discuss the details of the covenant." ”

……

A secret meeting unfolds in Beldask.

At the same time, in the upper reaches of the Chongsa River, the 'City of a Thousand Towers' Iliaba.

Rumors of the "Decameron Hell" have spread in all corners of Eliaba, and the low-level people, merchants, and nobles, all of whom mention the fable of the "Decameron Hell" with a look of despair, as if waiting for the end of the world.

Bane's Divine Favor player 'Lone Demon' changed several tower strongholds in a row, but all the people he and Eliaba sent to investigate the rumors of the "Ten Days of Hell" quietly disappeared that day, and the next day they were skinned and hung on the tower to the sun.

Even, the great merchants who had secretly served the Santarin Society and supported the 'Lone Demon' closed the door to this Bann Divine Favor and avoided it.

Merchants know how to judge the situation better than civilians and professionals.

It is not difficult for the shrewd and successful big businessmen to notice that the rampant activities of the evil cultists in the past few days have faintly revealed a signal that they are targeting the Bane Church!

Today, Iliaba, who has been locked down for many days, suddenly ushered in a very large business group.

Waterdeep's merchant magnates, a fleet of the Ipugir family, suddenly docked at Baldur's Gate and diverted to a river boat along the Oisa River to Iliaba.

On the river harbor, the Corolla flag of the Ipugil family hunted and fluttered in the harbor, and when I looked around, most of the merchant ships moored at the pier at this time were actually the Ipugil fleet.

The people of the docks, whose expressions were numb and uneasy, looked at the pair of siblings who stepped down from the main ship of Ipugil, and their eyes fluctuated.

"Welcome, Lady DeLori!"

The archcon of Eliaba personally went to the riverport to greet the matriarch who was in charge of the merchant tycoon family of Waterdeep.

Dressed in an expensive silk robe, Delori nodded to the archons and councillors of Iliaba in turn. At her gaze, even the archons were a little evasive and ashamed of themselves.

The comparison between the great merchants of Iliaba and the commercial giants of Waterdeep City is like the difference between a peddler and a pawn and the richest man in a state, the great merchants of Iliaba are still scrambling to build gorgeous towers to show off their wealth, and the Ipgir family has increased their ocean-going trade fleet to five one after another, and their armed forces are not weaker than some land countries.

"Ms. DeLori, I wonder if you have any important deals to discuss during your visit to Eliaba?" The middle-aged archon asked uneasily.

Visiting at a time of turmoil and chaos in Iliaba, none of the councillors present could help but suspect the intentions of the Ipgir family.

But what can I suspect, the current situation in Iliaba has made the city council anxious, and even some councilors want the Ipugil family to take over the mess immediately, put down those cultists as soon as possible, and restore the economic order of the city.

"I have long made a pact with an important ally to inspect the Dragon's Shores and build a fleet dock and dock." DeLori chuckled softly.

Her younger brother, the genius swordsman Alamir, stood beside him without saying a word.

"I see." The archon breathed a sigh of relief, and the other councillors were more or less disappointed.

Delori looked around at the lifeless dock and pursed her lips: "Your Excellency, it seems that Ilyaba is not doing well lately, and my fleet has rushed to the port, is it causing you trouble?" ”

"No, absolutely not!" After the archon figured out the purpose of the Ipgir fleet, he groveled, "You and your fleet can dock at Iliaba at will. ”

In fact, at this moment, the Great Consul's inner thoughts were that with the sudden arrival of such a huge fleet, those rampant evil cultists should always rein in and rein in, right?

"The ...... of the Aboriginal Forces of Waterdeep"

In the crowd of onlookers on the riverbank, the 'Lone Devil' watched coldly as a group of dignitaries and businessmen from Iliaba surrounded the Ipgir siblings, and there was a nameless anger in his heart.

The 'Lone Devil' felt that the results of his more than a month of struggle in Iliaba were likely to be a wedding dress for other organizations.

"Who the hell is it!" The Lone Demon glanced at the numb faces of the NPCs around him, "It's impossible for players to let powerful evil cultists pour out. Ilyaba simply has no one to stop them! ”

……

After the welcome party at the docks, the Ypgir siblings were arranged by the archon to stay in his mansion.

The Archon's Tower.

"Sister!"

The genius swordsman Alamil walked in with a closed door and said coldly: "It's been checked, there is no detection of magic and detection settings, and there is no one outside the corridor." ”

"Hmm."

DeLori nodded slightly, her hands behind her back, staring at the map of the city that lay flat on the table, lost in thought.

Soon she was woken up by a crisp female voice:

"Hey, Warlock, I'm here." The Void Gate suddenly appeared indoors, and a little Lori in a black gothic dress walked out and pointed at the matriarch, "How many people are you bringing this time?" ”

"Ma'am." Deloree immediately turned around and bowed deeply, before he said unhurriedly: "There are five hundred elite warriors in my fleet, all of them have been systematically trained in martial arts, and they may not be as good as the regular army soldiers in charging into battle, but in street battles in the city, they are a group of terrible tigers. ”

"Good!"

Little Lori was naturally arranged by Charles in Iliaba in Shia.

She jumped on the table and sat down, shaking her feet and said, "It's boring, my fable 'Ten Days of Hell' has just spread, and the people of this city are about to collapse, and there are still days before the end of the tenth day!" ”

Delori couldn't help but be convinced by the Sage's methods of turning the clouds and rain.

In fact, the Ipgir family is the receiver who Charles has contacted and came to take over the Iliaba mess.

Of course, Iliaba has a good foundation, and geographically, it occupies the upper reaches of the Chongsa River, not far from the coast of the dragon, and has a convenient 'trader's road'.

Flowing down the Oisa River and entering the Sea of Swords through Baldur's Gate, it was difficult for Ipugil to refuse Shire's invitation.

The Ipugil family needs roots beyond Waterdeep's headquarters. Delori has been worrying about this problem for a long time, but unexpectedly, just two days ago, she unexpectedly received an invitation from Charles, and she was surprised that she even communicated with Charles in real time directly through spells. (To be continued.) )