The Lord of the Eastern Crown, passing by the man-made currents of water that flowed through the courtyards, was pleased to find that they no longer churned or overflowed with an uncomfortably large white mist, and when he threw a slave girl into it, she was burned red, but at any rate, she was much luckier than the slave girl before her, who had almost become oil in the broth.

Because of this festival, instead of using the usual soft sedan chair, he asked his mage to memorize a floating dish or a floating bowl (he doesn't remember very well, but who cares about it?). His slaves worked together to place an agarwood footless seat covered with gold leaf in the center of an invisible bracket, the edge of the ivory silk cushion on the footless seat was covered with indigo tourmaline beads that made people feel cool and clean at first glance, and a silk canopy as white as a cloud followed him forward under the spell of another mage, and the slaves were on his side, with a salty smell and a rich scent of myrrh and cardamom, and the sun filtered through silk and became soft and amiable reflected the ornaments he wore like stars falling from the sky- Maybe even the gods are not as good as his current life, the lord thought, but he didn't dare to say it out loud, although he wanted to, and he was surrounded by people who had no faith, or that faith was the slave of his master, but he knew that he was still a human after all.

It would be nice if humans could become gods. The lord lamented silently, what he didn't know was that a thousand years ago, in that great catastrophe, there were indeed humans who became gods. But none of this had anything to do with the lord of the Eastern Crown, and in order to satisfy the slightest motive in his heart, he secretly signaled to his high eunuch, who ordered the "skillful hands" of the slave girls to embroider golden thunder and lightning on his white robes—those who lived in the coastal areas knew that the emblem of Talos, the god of storms and seas, was a burst of lightning, and that his priests wore black robes and cloaks embroidered with teardrops or broken jagged patterns, and that the senior priests or believers he loved the most. Dressed in blue and white robes, embroidered with bursting red stripes, no one dared to embroider golden thunder and lightning on the mountain, which was the prerogative of Talos. The embroidery on the lord of the eastern crown can be said to be a transgression that borders on madness, but perhaps because the priests of Talos have long been worshiped (isolated) by him to another small island, his costume did not attract anyone's attention, at first the lord of the eastern crown was still a little panicked when he wore it to hold the sacrifice that was supposed to be held by the priest of Talos, but with the completion of the sacrifices again and again, the god of storms and seas, who had always been retribution, did not seem to have any punishment, and he became relieved and even a little taken for granted。 This time, in addition to this robe, he also wore the Mithril emblem of Talos around his neck, a huge gold crown decorated with sea pearls and precious stones on his head, and more than three adamantite daggers stuck in his waist. There may be some foolish mortals who mistakenly believe that the lord of the Eastern Crown is the true god.

The slave girls walking on the side of the float dish were all newcomers, and their eyes still had a look in them, their faces were fresher, and their bodies were softer. Although the lord still had a faint attachment to the daughter with his hair color and pupil color, the eunuch was right, the fragrant pea flowers had withered three times, and he should look at the other scenery. He doesn't need a son anymore, but if it's just a daughter, then he can have as much as he wants. Every day a new slave girl is born, and there may not be a lamb in it—he tells the eunuch that he should remember to keep the name Ji'er, which should belong only to the slave girl with little yellow curls and dark brown eyes, and it may be a memento.

While thinking like this, the lord turned his head slightly, the eunuch made a gesture, and the slave girl holding the wine utensils on the side immediately stepped forward and brought a cup of skull filled with blood-red wine to the lord's hand, the lord raised it and admired the red color from the jade-like skull for a while, before slowly moving it to his mouth, he took a shallow sip and frowned, and the eunuch next to him offered the lord's usual honey wine, but was refused, "For the sake of the festival later," the lord explained in a rare and kind way:" I've heard that blood wine goes well with festivals. ”

But he still couldn't drink the whole glass of wine in the end, blood red wine is a gift from the pirates, specifically rum with hot blood, preferably just gushing out of the veins, it sounds good, but it tastes disgusting and rancid, even the best blood red wine is inevitable, so the lord of the Eastern Crown decided not to torture his tongue after a small sip, he was not ashamed when he asked for honey, it was all his slaves anyway.

Compared to the lords of the Eastern Crown, their sons were a little uneasy, they could be said to have been invited to the Eastern Crown semi-compulsorily, and it was not the eunuchs around their father who conveyed this intention but the mages around their father, although they also secretly raised a few mages, but they would not show this last power in front of people until the time they saw the dagger, but when they entered the pillar hall, they were ordered to disarm their weapons, but they did not confiscate the rune seals they used to protect themselves, which made them reluctantly relieved, and then, when they saw Cremar and his partyThey were almost completely on their guard - this time the victim was not one of them, but poor Beavis's little disciple, and perhaps his "friend".

"What about your retinue?" asked Naga, "the thief?"

"He's gone. The spirit of the other world said, "I'll let him do something for me." ”

"On the island of the Eastern Crown, a slave who acts without the permission of the lord is punishable by death," said Naga, "and if he is caught, he will be stripped alive of the skin of his back and abdomen, and then his limbs will be cut off, and his neck bone will be crushed, and his master, that is, you, will be punished." At this, she smiled, "Maybe you don't have to care about that anymore, my dear mage, it's a shame that humans only die once, no matter what." ”

"Definitely. The souls of the other world said calmly, and at this moment, there was an extremely slight vibration and the rolling sound of the gears turning around them and under their feet, and then, to the great surprise of the knights and Adair, the center of the pillar hall, where they stood, the entire ground about a hundred feet square was sinking. The laughter of the lord's sons began to grow louder, and the knight Xiu took a step forward, and at his current height, he could still leap forward with his broadsword, opening a bloody path for the mage and priest, but as soon as he moved, a neat row of crossbows was aimed at him, and the arrows all shimmered with the familiar luster of steel.

The ground was still falling, and the knight immediately leaned in on the mage, and Adair was also on the other side of the mage, they didn't look panicked, Naga crossed her shoulders with a smug smile hidden on her lips, "You should feel honored," she said, "Our show was scheduled first." ”

After the distance between the ground and them was more than twenty feet, groups of gnomes also rushed up, and they pointed with their little fingers at the mage in the trap with great interest. Naga laughed loudly when the mage gestured, but if you look closely, you can still detect a hint of nervousness, as a warlock, she tends to do whatever it takes to destroy her opponents, but the lord of the Eastern Crown does not think so, and insists on theatrically offering the first rich sacrifice to Talos, the god of storms and seas, in his rituals, in which he is stubbornly like a clam in the depths, and the warlock retreats, but she still asks two mages for help, just in case, they will not act until Naga sends a signal for helpToday was the only day a month when the dragon's blood in her body surpassed human blood, and she could feel it churning in her veins, and even her eyes were clouded with a leaden red shadow.

"Enjoy it!" she shouted, then stuck her tongue out, and a thick, cone-shaped acid twisted towards them like a living creature.

The acid was greeted by a flame that was faster than that coiled around the obsidian disk, and the acid was also a liquid, and it evaporated as soon as it touched the flame, and the disgusting smell and smoke they created together permeated the semi-enclosed space, which was not small but not enough to ventilate—Naga quickly moved her position, closed her eyes, and searched for the opponent's position with her sense of hearing several times more sensitive than usual—and at the same time shattered a protective rune seal on her body,

But the mage's second spell was not for attacking, or rather, not entirely for attacking, except for Naga who was in a protected state, the others in the trap, Knight Xiu and Adel only felt themselves being thrown up, they heard a stack of panicked cries after passing through the smoke, and then fell into the group of gnomes, and a few evasive crossbow arrows hit several of the women among the gnomes, the gnomes shouted angrily, waving their small weapons, and Adel held a scroll, which shredded and emitted a white light comparable to the scorching sun, and everyone was invisible, except for the knight and the former priest who had closed their eyes before them。

"They can't escape," Naga said sweetly, "You wasted a spell, my dear, and now the East Crown Island is full of soldiers." (To be continued.) )