Kryfa was originally a floating city, and now King Grenada has no doubt that his favor and connivance may be fake, but Edair's is absolutely true, if it were not for the fact that Gridi would be destroyed, Cremar would never have been so bold to put an island and a city into his own pocket- Before Crefa disappeared, no one could have imagined that the reason why the city stood in the middle of the sea, rather than on rocks and sand, was because its owner had planned to move it all away from the beginning. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoThere have been many speculations as to why he did this, some saying that the black-haired Dragonborn would avoid his brother and sister and not dare to build his own city in the royal capital and the surrounding areas, while others said that he deliberately made the project extremely difficult, just out of foolish pity. Otherwise, the tens of thousands of slaves would have been divided among the merchants of the royal capital, and some say that it was all at the behest of Gredi, who wanted to challenge the storm god Talos and shake his authority, so that Grenada's territory was extended to the sea.

In fact, the answer is simple, the black-haired Dragonborn has simply turned those beautiful but hypocritical words into tangible benefits.

It is no wonder that King Grenada felt sorry for the fact that Crefa was in a way not only an island, but also a city, a fortress, a multi-limbed harbor and a pier, imagine that the Fortress was because of its wide and straight coastline. The royal capital of Grenada, though located on a large peninsula, could not accommodate the many ships and caravans due to the ruggedness of the coastline - since more than a thousand years ago, merchants from the outside world have traded with the Grenada, either through the gravel plains, deserts, or transit through the Azores - But after the advent of Crefa, Grenada had a resting place comparable to, nay, better than the Fortress of Capeland, and its location was so fitting for the royal capital that it was not close enough to make the people of Grenada alarmed, nor far enough to be out of the control of the royal capital.

Oh, and then there are the slaves, who have become equally precious now that Gredi has fallen and Grenada has become empty from her insane stubbornness, and King Grenada has issued several decrees in succession before Cremar returns—he must admit that he was swept away by fear as he watched his orders be carried out without question—and he destroyed Gredi's temple, and the priests' sanctuary "hive", just to be able to recoup the last bit of damage...... Fortunately, in order to ensure that he retains his authority after becoming the "new king", the new king is always the second person under Gredi, and Greday seems willing to indulge his madness and arrogance - his orders are not questioned, especially when the knights of Dragontooth and Dragonclaw find that the priests are no longer able to obtain magic from Greday. The secret of Gredi's death remained a secret, and they only thought that the priests had betrayed Gredi, so they would be punished - the blood of the priests was like their prey and sacrifice all over the altar, and at the behest of the new king, only the young priests under the age of fifty were spared, after all, they were also guaranteed to be able to breed more dragonborns in the future.

To the new king's regret, two of Gredi's four handmaidens escaped, one of whom was the great-grandmother of Ostar, the dragon's former ruler, and Ostar, maybe they would go into hiding, maybe they would look for an opportunity to take revenge, but maybe that was the price to pay to become a true king, and the one that the new king of Grenada feared most had completely disappeared, and he had watched the demigod lich Edal swallow that brilliant and colorful soul with his own eyes.

On top of that, to the annoyance of the new kings of the past, the current King Grenada, there were the former dragonborn knights that Cremar had promised to deliver to him - to put it simply, the little bastard was short of two.

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The Black Tower is illuminated by the moonlight, the sea is calm, the sea breeze is gentle, and under the shelter of the Lost Lock, this floating city is like a gentle and peaceful dream.

The former undead glanced at it one last time, and his cohabitants certainly wouldn't allow him to leave tens of thousands of human slaves in the chaotic Grenada, which was no different from throwing a fat lamb into the wolves, but that was one of their original plans, so there was nothing to say - and just beyond his Black Tower, the demigod Lich Edal was standing out of thin air, the wind passing through his false body, and he held out a hand to his beloved disciple, calmly leading him into the shadow plane.

The feeling of being brought into the shadow plane by a demigod lich was completely different from the feeling of casting this spell by himself, or by another caster, and the lich thought, just like in the memory of his cohabitant, the decolorization effect that can be achieved through lightning and machinery, all the scenery turned into black, white and gray in an instant, and their shapes were distorted for a moment, and then returned to their original state, or rather, the "original state" that his mentor wanted to see. The lich couldn't help but look in admiration when he saw the black tower, it was a projection of his tower in the shadow plane, and the demigod lich accurately captured it and brought him here.

"I hope you like it," said the mentor, "a small gift." ”

The former undead saw a wisp of gray smoke rise from the spire, and then a nightmare with a flying black mane rose from the smoke, and the nightmare, familiar to the lich, sat a necromantic knight armed with a short spear.

"Let your master see your face. The guru said softly, but everyone knew that his will could not be disobeyed.

The mask was pulled up, and the lich was less surprised to see Danos's face, and he felt a slight sigh of regret for a moment.

"It seems that you are not too happy. Ederna sighed, "You make me remember when you were a kid, and you were happy to have a skeleton to play with." ”

"I'm glad to accept any gift from you," said the lich, who said that Edair was a little insane, but his madness had no effect on his intelligence and strength, otherwise he would have been attacked by the undead who had been tricked by him to the point that he had barely tempered him, and the lich could swear that if they did, Edal would not have been able to leave even a small gray ash in it. "And glad to accept any orders from you. ”

"You've always been so disappointed," said Edherna, "but take your gift first, and I'm sure you'll find it useful for the next fifty years." ”

The lich paused, then took a bone ring from Edair, "May I ask a question?"

"Say it. ”

"Are you trying to use my contract?"

Cremar had signed two magical contracts, one with the Mentor in Grenada's Warlock Tower, but before the Mentor could do anything with the contract, the black-haired Dragonborn had caused him to die in agony due to an unfortunate accident, and the contract was null and void, but the Lich had no intention of retrieving it for the time being with Ederna - there had never been a reckless fool in the Tower of Ederna - If it weren't for the accident in the Sea of Chaos, the lich felt that it might be hundreds or a thousand years before he could get his contract back. Of course, fate is always bad, and Ederna doesn't seem to want to let it stay in her tower for that long.

By this time, Edherna's spells had completely failed, and they had come to one of Ederna's half-planes, and the shadow plane, which could connect many planes, did have a good advantage in reducing the time consumption in vain - the gray robe fell from Eder's false body, and was replaced by a velvet robe like a midnight starry sky, which shrouded the demigod lich, and when Ederna turned around, the lich couldn't help but squint.

The first demigod lich wouldn't be Ederna, of course, but he was probably the most ingenious - known to many knowledgeable spellcasters, the demigod lich would abandon most of his body, i.e., bones, as he progressed from lich to lich, leaving behind parts that vary from person to person, race or creed - Most demigod lichs are left behind by heads, as they are important frameworks for their thoughts, and they always have an unusual meaning for their owners, whose soul gems are set in the grooves of their eyes and teeth. In the days when elves could become good lichs, demigod lichs occasionally chose to leave behind long finger bones, and Ederna records a rather famous demigod lich with sparkling soul gems set on his knuckles - when humans, elves and even demons wanted to exchange something with him, they often brought a pair of fine silk or woolen gloves as gifts.

Eder Na...... Well, it's his ...... that's left Vertebra.

It looks like a snake and a whip...... The vertebrae, the soul gem set in the snow-white vertebrae, surrounded by two pink Al N stones, and when he moved, he also swam in the air like an eel or crawled on the ground like a snake, and sometimes he dimmed the light of the soul gem so that almost no one could notice it - for a while, Edal seemed to be very fond of sneaking up on any enemy he found interesting to rely on this imperceptible gesture. But what the black-haired Dragonborn must say is that he, as well as the other disciples of Edherna, as well as the Necromantic Knights, Ghost Servants, Skeleton Soldiers, and so on...... None of them are overly relieved by this. Unfortunately, the laws of the Seventy-Seven Islands were made by Ederna and he was not so mad as to cocoon himself.

"How's that," Edelle said, holding up his tail vertebrae to support the top neck bone, "do you miss much, kid?"

"I've been away from you for less than ten years. The lich replied.

"But I always feel that you have been away from me for at least 10,000 years," said Edelna, even with a little sadness: "Your appearance is strange to me. ”

"I've always been like this," the lich couldn't help but say, "I've only been a lich for decades. ”

"You really don't know how to honor an old man," said Edherna, "and it's a rare and beautiful thing to remember the past, because many people don't have the opportunity," he said, holding up a scroll, "and it makes you flustered?"

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The royal capital of the Normans in the Highlands.

Leona put down the quill, folded the parchment with her own hands, and then sealed it with the help of her eldest son, Reizhe, and now she had no strength to lift the ring seal. And the king's ring has also been handed over to Lei Zhe by her, and the child's finger can't hold the ring, so Lei Zhe threads it into a leather rope and hangs it on his chest. Whenever Leona saw the ring flashing on Lei Zhe's young chest, she couldn't help but feel a pang of sourness, Lei Zhe was only seven years old, and children of the same age were still addicted to food and play, but he was already a king.

"What is this?"

"A letter I wrote to His Highness Cremar of Grenada. Leona said.

"Can I know what is said above?"

"Of course," said Leona, "I have used your seal, because although I have written this letter, you can only preside over it." ”

She was silent for a moment: "Here," she said, "it's a mistake I once made." ”

"Is it very serious?"

"Perhaps. Leona said, "So I'm going to fix the whole mistake as soon as possible, and, sorry, my kid, I might need your help." ”

"Say," shouted Leizhe, "I'd love to help you!"

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Dragonfire Islands.

The sea breeze stirred the flames, and the entire side island burned.

"Someone betrayed us. Gen Alva said.

"Have we failed?" said the druid, his eyes full of reluctance, and he wanted to try one last time, but his disciple grabbed his arm before he could transform into an eagle.

The Norman child, born in the middle of the sea, winked at his mentor and pulled a butterfly out of his bosom.

The butterfly was more beautiful than the flames and the sea, its wings the size of an adult's hand when it was spread, with brocade-like reflections and symmetrical stripes, and it was remarkable that its belly was swollen and full of eggs.