"Her strength is very strong, and she is not just a young man who has just entered the realm of legends!" Sazastan glanced at the young man and said calmly: "And if I haven't seen it, her profession should be a swordsman, which is rare in the entire realm, and her power has achieved a perfect balance between swords and spells, and this balance has never been seen in those Yaling." ”

"Sword mage? The unique powers of those Yalings in the Elven Wilderness? ”

The young man in the cloak couldn't help but show a surprised expression: "Many people have said that this young legendary powerhouse is a powerful Nine Swords Grandmaster. ”

"There is always a huge gap between legend and reality!"

Sazastan said indifferently: "The strength of the Yalings is quite unique, and the power of the fusion of swords and spells is not inferior to that of the Nine Swords Grandmaster, and even better in some aspects!" It's a little different from our plan, but it's not something that can't be adjusted! ”

"It's unbelievable that there can be a stronger man in the human race who is more proficient in sword and magic than the Yalings. I don't think there are any legendary sword mages among Yaling! ”

The cloaked young man was still amazed at the achievement of killing the princess: "Are all the geniuses of the main material plane so amazing?" ”

"There is no shortage of geniuses in the kingdom!"

For the surprise of the young man in the cloak, Sazastan was a little unimpressed, as a strong man born and raised in the main material world, he had already seen too many amazing young powerhouses, the former god of mages, Ilminster, the first elect of the goddess of magic, Samast, the founder of the Dragon Witch Church, and the god of war in the New World who was a god in one fell swoop before the age of thirty, etc., etc., there are many dazzling powerhouses on the entire Faren continent like stars. Although the average is not much for each era, from a historical point of view, it is just a normal historical process.

"Hehe, the strength of the main material world is indeed beyond my expectations, maybe living in the shadow realm for too long has made our horizons a little narrow......"

The young man in the cloak sighed slightly, and then said meaningfully, "Perhaps, it's time to put more burdens on the young people of our Yin Ghost City!" ”

"I don't think it's a problem for Ghost City!"

Sazastan smiled and said, "Isn't it because you've seen what the Netherworld needs to come here?" ”

"Yes, allies. The Netherworld City can't stand up to all the surrounding kingdoms and city-states on its own, it's not realistic or necessary! ”

A shallow smile also appeared on the face of the young man in the cloak: "However, Mr. Sazastan, the Netherworld needs allies, but it doesn't necessarily have to choose you!" You've been in a bad situation lately! Perhaps, we should choose Mr. Lauzerre, or a few of the other chief ......"

"No, it's because I'm in a bad situation that I'm the best choice for you!" Mr. Sazastan also smiled calmly, "Mr. Lauzerreal or other chiefs may not be able to give you as much as I do. And, I'm sure you'll have something else to gain in the process! ”

The young man in the cloak did not deny Mr. Sazastan's statement, but only bowed his head slightly in approval and added: "Indeed. Well, Mr. Sazastan, your previous plan has failed. Because of the losses you caused, the other chiefs are pointing at your mistakes. So, how can you be sure that this plan will come true! ”

"I can't guarantee it!"

Sazastan said honestly: "Even the gods are not guaranteed to control everything according to their will. But I will do my best to do what I can, the Dead Moon Orb, the assistance of Lord Lawalker, the help of Your Highness the Prince, and the help of the Killing Princess......"

"The Killing Princess?"

The young man in the cloak couldn't help but be slightly surprised, and couldn't help but say: "Although her strength has been recognized by you, as a new star of the good camp, she may not be willing to intervene in your affairs!" ”

"No, you can't just look at the surface!"

Sazastan smiled calmly and said, "I went to His Excellency Lavoc once, and in addition to borrowing the artifact of the Dead Moon Pillar, I also learned some interesting information. Sometimes, we are all fooled by the superficiality of things, and sometimes, killing evil does not mean that it tends to be righteous, and it may even mean a deeper killing...... Think about it, at this point in time, the appearance of a slaughtering princess in Baldur's Gate represents the meaning of ......"

"You mean ......"

The young man in the leather cloak thought of a famous prophecy in the kingdom, and suddenly understood something.

……

Time flies, and the years change.

Winter Moon, Dragonspear Castle.

The north wind howled, and the snowflakes drifted down, silently covering the entire land with a thick layer of white in the silent night.

High up in the castle, a cosy and comfortable bedroom. The walls and ceiling were covered with beautiful leaves and flower petals, a fire was burning in the fireplace, and the fragrance of the precious rosin wood burned through the room like the aftermath of a beautiful elf playing a carn.

As if hearing the falling snow outside the window, Dugufeng quietly woke up, sat up from the warm quilt, and let the soft and comfortable velvet quilt slide off his body, revealing a delicate and elegant body that seemed to be a perfect sculpture.

In the middle of the night, the entire Dragon Spear Castle was silent, only the goose feather snow falling outside the window, like a butterfly, fluttered towards the window, hit the transparent glass, and then flew to the other side.

Dugu Feng stepped off the bed, stepped barefoot on the soft carpet, walked to the huge floor-to-ceiling window, opened the big curtains, and suddenly saw the world was vast, snow-capped, and flying in the air were countless snow flakes the size of goose feathers. They are like reed flowers, like catkins, and like scattered dandelions, densely falling from the air, hitting the transparent glass one by one, leaving beautiful hexagonal ice flowers.

The falling goose feather snow obscures the sight of the air, making people look at only a white world. In the entire Dragon Spear Castle, a piece of silver is covered, the thick city walls, and the tall towers have been covered with a thick layer of snow, which looks like a fairy tale castle made of ice and snow.

Standing in the high castle and looking from afar, not only the entire Dragon Spear Castle has become a fairy tale, the three hills surrounding the Dragon Spear Castle, the hillside meadow with abundant water and grass, the faint supreme wasteland, and even the gurgling valleys and rivers have been covered by a white snow, and the whole world is the same color, a plain white.

The night was silent, and the sound of the patrolling night watchmen stepping on the snow was the only sound in the silent snowy night of the castle.

Dugu Feng opened the window, gently stretched out his hand, took a falling snowflake, and watched it slowly melt the hexagonal ice edge. The cold north wind whistled in, curling her long silver-white hair like ice and snow, and the cold touch reminded her of the days of the North Styx Villa, and the name of her life, the North Styx Snow.

"Sister......

Just when Dugufeng's thoughts were drifting like flying snow outside the window, a confused call saved her thoughts.

A small head emerges from a comfortable quilt woven of velvet and silk. As if she had lost a warm pillow, Shi Ji looked up from the quilt in a daze, her eye-catching blonde hair scattered like silk on the velvet futon, making her confused appearance look particularly cute and interesting.

The fireplace was burning very hot, and the red flame baked the inside of the house warmly, and it was comfortable that people were reluctant to move.

Shi Ji hugged the comfortable velvet quilt for a long time before she came to her senses. I just saw my sister wearing a thin pajamas, standing thoughtfully in front of the wide open window, one hand stretched out the window, and then the snowflakes flying everywhere. The howling north wind blew her long black hair, and the messy snowflakes danced mischievously between her silver-white hair, as if the elves of ice and snow were inviting her to dance, filled with an innumerable sense of beauty.

"Ah, it's snowing!"

Shi Ji said in surprise, then jumped out of bed barefoot, trotted all the way to her sister, and stretched her hand out of the window like her sister, experiencing the naughtiness and coldness of these snowflakes with her own hands.

"What's wrong with my sister? Can't sleep? ”

The cold wind mixed with snowflakes blew in through the window, making Shi Ji, who was only wearing a cute lace underwear, feel a little cold, and couldn't help but get close to her sister's body, crowded like a penguin to keep warm.

"There's some interesting information coming out of the snow!"

Dugu Feng gently stretched out his hand, took a piece of falling snowflake, and said softly while watching it slowly melt the hexagonal ice edge.

These snowflakes, these north winds, these cold snaps, all came from the highest glaciers in the far north, all the way through the Anook Desert, the Lost Lands, the Lonely Plains, the Gray Peak Mountains, and the Supreme Wasteland. Although the ice and snow are silent, these cold waves that blow across the land are like trade winds, bringing with them some information and memories along the way.

"Alas, alas! Why can't I read it! ”

Shi Ji also learned from her sister and gently took a snowflake, but until it melted into a puddle of ice water in the palm of her hand, there was no reaction.

"Little fool, you're not a druid, how can you communicate with the trade winds?"

Dugu Feng smiled lightly, touched Shi Ji's soft long hair, and took her little hand, which became a little cold, and said with a smile: "You, you are a fool who perceives 9, so don't think about such a complicated thing as understanding heaven and earth." ”

"My sister is laughing at me again, I don't want to be stupid!"

Shi Ji couldn't help but purse her mouth a little dissatisfied, and as a revenge for her sister's ridicule of herself, she smiled slyly and put her cold hands into her sister's warm pajamas......

Dugufeng couldn't help but smile at Shi Ji's naughtiness, she turned her head slightly, looked at her sister with a smile and said, "Little fool, you are killing yourself......"