"Affine Contact Space...... Curvature operator......"

Spatial Projection...... Decompose...... Sine function ......"

"Probability Matrix...... Real Space ...... Angular momentum......"

"Damn, all this bunch of shit has in their heads is useless pastimes and entertainment...... Bubbles, all bubbles...... Knowledge and understanding of string theory and advanced mathematics and physics are too hard to find!"

"More subjects need to be captured. ”

"The discovery of the forty-eighth traverser in Cat City reveals a palpable maladaptation. If it was different from the pure soul crossing of these test subjects, perhaps the knowledge stored in his brain would be more complete. ”

"But...... Who is she? She seems to be more dangerous than the Lord of the Shadow Castle, the Great Sage of the Valley of Shadows, and even 'L'! I shouldn't have heard of it, the High Mage who lives in seclusion on the Isle of Eternity, or who came to Torel from Oss or Crane? If so, then the man didn't come from 'Earth' either?"

"No, I was wrong. Found in ancient books...... That was 10,000 years ago...... Dare to return to Faerun, the courage of Her Royal Highness the Waste Princess is really commendable...... Or do I need to be careful about my plan? ”

- Chief of the Red Robe Necromancy and Regent of Cell, the Unclean, Undead, and Unholy Lich King

How long have you been imprisoned here?

One month, one year, ten years, thirty years?

She had forgotten how she had traveled here, and how she had been discovered, captured, interrogated, and studied.

The only thing that can be remembered is the pain of the spell energy as it burns the soul, and the distorted expressions of those who died in the trial.

The knowledge stored in the mind was shattered and blurred by the repeated search, reading and writing of the bewilderment control spell, and then the fragments were rearranged and collected.

Most of the memories of life while on Earth are deleted as useless information......

Even my own name is almost out of memory.

"Traveler 47", as he was called.

As time passed, the Red Wizards seemed to have become convinced that they had absorbed most of the knowledge and information available to them, and began experimenting with them.

There weren't many subjects who weren't dead or gone mad in the first place, and even fewer were normal after they tried to copy, modify, and overwrite souls and memories.

I'd die in the experiment, but what did it matter?

Anyway, I can't go back to Earth, and I can't see my hometown and my parents.

But there is a small voice in my heart crying and shouting:

"Help me. ”

So, "he" appeared.

That is my knight, my prince, and my Saviour......

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Perhaps because she was wrapped in too many warm clothes, the female mage woke up in her sleep, in her memories a long time ago.

He slapped himself lightly twice: "Kurgal! you little, you're starting to think nonsense again." In this situation, we can't afford to be so relaxed!"

"Actually, I'm not too young, both physically and mentally...... The path to learning the arcane arts, the more difficult it is to increase geometrically - at this pace, if you don't have enough time to consciously upload the Lich, maybe it's time to consider finding a pick-up man to live a stable life. She thought a little wistfully that Ever since she met the old Monster Paladin, Kull had been worried about her age:

"I was caught by the red-robed mage for research just a few years after I crossed over, and I was not rescued until many years later. Before anything started, he was already almost older than Yang Wenli. ”

To be exact, based on an average life expectancy of 90 years, it is equivalent to another twentieth of the remaining life.

Life in the world is like a white horse passing through a gap, and it is all of a sudden.

The banishment of the gods to the mortal world was a long time ago, the killing of the Goddess of Magic caused a plague of magic a hundred years ago, and the defeat of the Baal Slayer incarnation at Baldur's Gate and the rescue of Kuhl from the red-robed laboratory are still years away.

The experience of being captured and researched has made Kurgal more aware of the power of magic and the need to control it, which has led her to study the arcane with more ferventness than anyone else. But even if the speed of progress is faster than those people, the age and weak foundation are too old, which still attracts the eyes and expressions of young people like "Fan Jinzhongju".

What's more, Zhuangzi said: With an end, there is no end, and it is gone!

That's why she took risks and involved in some areas that ordinary people are ashamed of. It was more shouted and beaten than the medieval witches of the earth, and more than the blasphemous priests of Faerun......

Because of this, she suspected that she was being targeted by the clergy of various churches.

Although the female paladin was old, she would not play the "evil is slashing" set too young, too simple Tucson broken. But she must be looking for evidence of my guilt. Otherwise, why did her unicorn look at me twice?

But Kuhl doesn't regret it, but feels good: Chanem of Baldur's Gate and Karacha of Neverwinter Night, is it a small blessing to have the souls of the protagonists of the two role-playing games serve me alone?

With a hint of laziness, he moved his neck and shoulders, which were a little stiff due to his poor sleeping posture.

Kurgal took out the mirror again and carefully checked the beauty PS effect of his disguise spell:

The crow's feet and small belly fat that secretly want to emerge are trimmed; the breasts should not be too eye-catching, they should look smaller than they actually are; the skin color was adjusted from the Nile River basin to the Yellow River and Yangtze River basin before, Kurgal thought about it carefully, and felt that he was now in the north, so he made it whiter again; the facial features are now three-dimensional and more beautiful, just adjust the eyes and make the mouth smaller.

This is one of the special abilities of the protagonist of Neverwinter Nights 2, "Knight Captain Karacha", - All-Day Transfiguration. She didn't know much about makeup before she crossed over, which also saved the effort of learning and greatly saved the time required for makeup.

Originally, when she was on Earth, her appearance lasted two or three points, but now this body plus spells can break through to six or seven points. Even after suffering and suffering along the way, Kurgal felt that this crossing was still worth it.

At present, Kurgal has three soul remnants of the "old grandfather" in his hands, and Karacha is the best to use, so he chooses to let him come out to breathe and enjoy her sensory connection to the outside world.

However, he didn't do much to learn the arcane. Originally, I had planned to go to the soul remnants of the Grand Arcanist who usurped the authority of the magic net back then, but unfortunately the damned red-robed mages have been coveting and planning a conspiracy against the traverser recently.

As far as Kurgal knew, all but a few of the 47 traversers who were captured were living in big cities. Most of those who dare to go out and take risks die quickly - maybe they are the only ones left?

Therefore, she can only cross the roof of the world to the north, planning to take advantage of the opportunity of the heavy snow blocking the road and the isolation of Icewind Dale to find the "Broken Demon Crystal" in the intelligence to increase her strength.

It is said that the shattered crystal Clincinibbon, which was destroyed a hundred years ago, has recently resurfaced. Although it was only a rumor, in order not to be captured by the Red Robe as a guinea pig again, and to strengthen his position in the Arcane Brotherhood, Kurgal immediately set off for the Ten Towns of Icewind Dale.

"Who should cut off the good head?" Kurgal stopped scratching his head, put away the dressing mirror, and sighed.

After finishing her "makeup", she gently lifted the leather curtain of the carriage window and peeked out.

The sky has darkened, and the originally silent snowy land has been rendered more and more cold by the shadows, and it is no longer as white and dazzling as in the daytime, even if it is cloudy.

The cold wind carried large snowflakes and smashed them horizontally on her face. The wind in the Northland was extremely penetrating, and even under the protection of the spell, it made Kul feel a slight chill.

This is the caravan's last day in the field, and tomorrow it should be able to reach the trade center of Ten Towns.

Overcast clouds and snowy fog obscured the view, the taiga and the mountains on either side were only hazy outlines, and the slight crackling of the caravan campfire was drowned out by the howling of the wind.

After five days of arduous trekking in the cold wasteland, the cold wind has blown away the memories of the warm place. The cars sat in a circle to barely withstand the cold wind, and a group of people gathered around a campfire to keep warm.

This year's winter is coming earlier and more intense than usual, and in fact, it should only be autumn in terms of time.

Although it is not yet the Falling Leaves Moon, this is most likely the last caravan to make its way to Icewind Dale.

According to the book, the southern port cities such as Waterdeep have warm currents passing through them, there are volcanoes next to Neverwinter (because of artifacts, fire elementals, or volcanoes, scholars are still talking about it) is no problem, and the reconstruction work after the Luskan Magical Plague is far less than that of Neverwinter, so it is ignored for now, and in short, these cities can be used as ports, which means that they will not be too cold. However, it is different to cross the World Ridge Mountains to the north, because the cold air of the Ice Sea is blocked by the World Ridge, and it becomes a subarctic climate.

Kurgal calculated that the temperature in Icewind Valley could be as low as minus 40 degrees Celsius in previous winters, which was colder than most of the three eastern provinces. If it is the lowest temperature, the heat retention ability of your spell will not be able to hold up. This year is expected to be even lower, and you will need to wear those protective clothing that covers your figure.

However, it was much better than the rest of the caravan, and the night patrols had frost condensed from breath vapor on their eyelashes and beards, and they were about to return to the campfire to regain blood after circling the caravan.

Thankfully, most people can't afford all-metal armor. The dwarves were few but rich, and their heavy armor was lined with cotton, and the cloth armor of the miscellaneous fish was said to be very protective and cold-resistant.

But as a mage, Kurgal still couldn't understand how they could fight in such low temperatures and with cold steel in their hands. It's like licking iron with your tongue, and it feels too sour to think about it.

This is not that there are too many advantages of the mage competition, the situation is the opposite: whether the spell slot should be used to keep out the cold, even if she is strong in mana now, needs to be considered and considered.

And mage apprentices like Akar Kaisso, who were thrown into the snow and ice, could only wait to freeze to death. A regular soldier who doesn't become a warrior has a much better chance of surviving than a delicate caster.

Kulgar didn't really care about Kaisso's betrayal of his teacher, the Lord of the Arcane Brotherhood's North Tower, Crimson Mokai more than a hundred years ago, because betrayal was a traditional virtue in the North Tower.

She herself once sent information about her former Lord of the North Tower to a Ranger who worked for Neverwinter. Unfortunately, even though Neverwinter's army defeated the mad elf lich, Kurgal still didn't get most of the power of the North Tower, or the North Tower. At most, he was given an extra favor as an outsider and was given the right to transfer part of the spell pool.

But in "Super Warrior", the Tyrannosaurus Rex once said: "I can tolerate your betrayal, but I can't tolerate your incompetence! ”

At the end of the day, it's because he's just an idiot. Even if you get the Broken Crystal, the waste is still the waste!

"When I take control of the North Tower, what color should I choose?" she glanced at the robe on her body that was designed to draw the power of the earth, "At that time, the power will be strong enough, you can consider such a thing as black and white skin...... Kurgal in the dark, it sounds pretty cool!"

A female dwarf is beaming with the story of her tribe's help to the humans of Icewind Dale against the Shattered Shard and Akar Kaisso, while a male dwarf is commenting on the beer spirits in the taverns and inns of Ten Towns.

The humans and the dwarves seemed to be in good harmony, and Kull suspected that it was because they were afraid of their evil witch and Drow's huddle - it would take the Paladin's courage to do so, or Drow would be able to defeat them alone.

Drow, who was in her carriage driver's seat, heard her come out, his long ears moved slightly, and he didn't raise his head, and continued to lean there boredly, flipping through his favorite novel, Fengyun.

It was already dark, and he continued to wear sunglasses. Several times, Kurgal had an impulse to give him an erhu, and then the two of them went to perform under the overpass.

Lately he seems to have shown signs of instability - after Kuhl was too busy to update, he swept away the look of admiration and flattery in a low voice, and turned to ignore it!

Kurgal was suspicious that if he delayed for a few more days or played mahjong to gather material, his loyal reader might resort to violent demands, as he did when he came to the door......

"Well, after this reincarnation is over, the next book will appear again without a name. What do you think?"

The hot breath condensed into mist, and Karacha's ability made her voice grainy and hoarse, like a low murmur and roar, a narcissus-like coquettish, ant-like tickle.

"Nameless?" Drow's eyes lit up, and then her expression turned to distrust, revealing a look she was familiar with looking at "shortness and powerlessness" and "man promise".

"What?" Kurgal gritted his teeth, stomped his feet, crossed his waist, straightened his chest, pouted, and forced over in a threatening manner: "What's wrong with Lao Tzu going out to collect materials, have you ever heard of playing mahjong? When I'm in a good mood, I'm going to write about the Sword Master's return from hell!"

Her posture and posture are very rude and arrogant, but she is very soft, fragrant and gorgeous.

"Bear, fierce!" said Zornono, forced by her momentum and the scent of her sideburns, leaning back and bending her waist to more than 270 degrees: "Don't come near me, you giant...... Help!"

"Are all the men here lolita?" Kull thought helplessly, in fact, she also knew that this was just a common symptom of female phobia among Drow men, and it just so happened that most of Drow women were tempting.

But this does not prevent the female paladin in the shape of a 10,000-year-old loli from being more respected and trusted by everyone in the caravan than herself, a mature and seductive female mage.

It's so nice, Rarui's unicorn lover, an immortal, holy and chaste female knight.

It's a world away from herself, a sloppy, evil witch.