Harpist Jason Holt was hurrying in the desert, the camel under Jason didn't seem to understand the owner's anxious mood, and was still walking slowly, Jason slapped the camel's hump slightly hard, only to get a rather dissatisfied snort from the mount, Jason raised the reins, held his hand in the air for a stalemate, and finally sighed and gave up the plan to whip the mount.

"Okay, good, you say. Jason let out a compromise grunt, and the mount snapped a triumphant snort.

Middle-aged Jason was a little fat, although his body had long been adapted to the desert climate, but he still inevitably sweated profusely, sweat soaked the linen mage robe, and was evaporated by the high temperature, emitting a bad smell, although he felt silly, Jason still raised his arm and sniffed his armpits, and then sneezed fiercely, the camel seemed to have become accustomed to the strange behavior of its master, and was still walking slowly.

"Oh, Tyr, it smells terrible, I smell like a smoked fish in the harbor area right now!" Jason grumbled discontentedly, and then began to complain about the desert weather.

"Damn the Shadow Man, it rained in the desert yesterday, can you imagine? It rained in the desert, and I was drenched, and now I feel like I'm drenched!"

"My luck seems to have been bad lately. Jason then complained about his mount.

Jason pulled out the Tyr emblem in his arms, and Jason began to pray that at least he would not get wet from the strange rain again!

"Those damn Neverwinter mercenaries better bring ale, I'm not used to drinking desert tribe distilled spirits!" Jason told his mount what he expected.

Jason is a merchant from Waterdeep City, and a member of the harpist, who has been operating in the northern part of the Wild Bull Desert for many years, secretly monitoring the movements of the Santarin Society, and at the same time developing Tyr Zhengxin among the desert barbarians, but just recently, Jason led the converted desert barbarians to attack a Santarin camp without having time to consult his superiors, trying to destroy the portal of the camp, but suffered heavy casualties, and the chieftains and priests who converted were all killed, and finally the camp of the Santarin Society was also intercepted by the sudden appearance of the ghost mage。

The ghost mage raised a young barbarian chief as a puppet, Jason was forced to accept the fact that the tribe he controlled was annexed by the young man, Jason had to bite the bullet and try to maintain trade relations with the newly formed tribe, so as to exert the influence of the harpist organization, but he didn't expect the evil behavior of the ghost man to be suddenly exposed, and the trade was of course gone, and Jason, who caused heavy losses to the harpist, can only take on some work in the desert now.

"Can you blame me then?" Jason was still grumbling dissatisfied, and the mount snorted habitually, but listened to his master continue, "I don't know if those Neverwinter mercenaries have ever been to Moonstone Masks, if they were, we'd have a conversation, girls there—" Jason began to talk rather obscenely about the girl from the famous prostitute in the Northlands, looking a little strange in the empty desert.

While talking, Jason suddenly said in frustration: "Actually, I miss the old woman a little, I haven't been back for a long time, I don't know how she is." ”

Jason was born in a small aristocratic family in Waterdeep, when Jason's grandfather was born, the family road had declined, and his father participated in an incident that summoned the devil in order to revive the family business, not only taking his own life and the family's small family wealth, but also losing the noble status and reputation of the Hult family, Jason has been burdened with the title of the son of the devil believer since he was a child, and was scolded and excluded.

Jason's mother struggled to take on the responsibility of raising Jason, not being knocked down by the gossip and malicious slander around her, and tenaciously started by selling fried fish sticks in the port area of Waterdeep, and eventually became a decent merchant with three shops and a textile workshop in the commercial district, which was really difficult for outsiders to understand.

At first, he was busy with his livelihood, and then his mother, who was busy with business, neglected to teach Jason, and just tried to satisfy Jason materially, and his dishonorable father and conniving mother developed a young Jason's unruly and unruly character, and his pride revealed an eccentric character of inferiority.

Until one day, Jason saw a companion break his maid's leg because of some trivial matter, looking at the flamboyance and tyranny on the faces of the wailing maid and companion, Jason saw his own shadow.

"I don't want to be the devil. ”

Unwilling to fall, Jason finds the priest of Tyre, hoping for redemption.

"Your father is guilty and has paid the price, and although you have not committed the same sins as your father, you have also committed many sins, and you should atone for your sins. The old priest said.

Jason was like a different person, became polite, took the initiative to take over the family's business, joined the Black Rod Tower, began to learn magic as a mage apprentice, and started a new life seriously, without waiting for his mother to feel happy, Jason, who was not going well in spell learning, resolutely joined the harpist, and took the initiative to accept the task of going to the Wild Bull Desert to establish a caravan and monitor the Santarin Society.

The boy still held a grudge against his father, and when his hatred was gone, he returned. The old priest said to his worried mother.

The young Jason has become a middle-aged Jason, his mother has given birth to a full head of hair, and Jason is still less and more away from his mother, and he is away all year round.

In the letter, his mother kept asking Jason to go home to inherit the family business, at least to let him start a family before leaving, and Jason was perfunctory about this.

"Actually, shouldn't I go back, the old woman is not in good health. Jason muttered to himself, and the next moment, Jason suddenly became vigilant.

A stunningly beautiful black-haired woman suddenly appeared in front of Jason, without the light of teleportation, without spell fluctuations, and without warning.

"Illusion? Brass Dragon or Human Lion, Could it be Ferrin Demon Kui? That's the end of it!" Just as Jason was thinking about it, the woman suddenly spoke, "Are you a harpist?" ”

Jason nodded stubbornly, clenching the missile staff in his hand, and the woman stared at Jason with her pure black eyes: "Can you show me to find the road marker?" Without waiting for Jason to answer, the woman added, "My name is Migara Black Hitomi." ”

Jason was stunned when he heard this name, and then his face changed greatly, the name Migara Black Pupil is not well-known in the Faeron Continent and among rookie harpists, but as a lowly veteran harpist, Jason knows this name that is famous among harpists.

The name Migara Black Pupil, known within the harpists as the Harp Mage, the Star Lady, the Pupil of the Dark, and the Savior of Jamila, appears whenever the Harpist organization is in danger of survival, and rescues the Harper.

The most famous is the War of Sorrow more than 600 years ago, the Battle of the Broken Harp, more than 2,000 years ago, a certain Nessreel Grand Arcanist suspected that the theft of the Chromay Scroll was done by the elves in the forest of Comanso, summoned three powerful Necaros demons to attack the elves, the elves paid a great price to seal the three Nekaros demons, but they escaped after many years, the three powerful Necaros demons prepared for hundreds of years and organized a huge army, which led to the fall of Comanso, the elves retreated to the island of Eternal Gathering and the weeping war with Everesca。

The predecessor of the Harpist Order, the Twilight Harpists gathered in the Comanso Forest to help the elves fight against the demon army, but they were besieged in the Battle of the Broken Harp, and the leader of the Iron Lady Dathren Wintermist was killed, just when the Twilight Harpists were desperate, a female mage who called herself Migara Black Pupil appeared on a hill called Jamila and saved the last forty or so Twilight Harpists with powerful magic, giving the future Harpists a foundation for rebuilding, and the Harpists believed that she was actually the embodiment of the Goddess of Magic.

Jason looked at this beautiful black-haired mage warily, and instead of encountering the goddess incarnation in the Wild Bull Desert, he preferred to believe that it was an illusion of a human lion or a brass dragon: "I don't know what the sign you are talking about. Jason said cautiously.

"Isn't it you? it's a sign from another crystal wall system!" said the black-eyed woman with deep disappointment.

Looking at Jason, who was still shaking his head, the woman turned around and walked forward slowly, muttering to herself: "Go find the harpist, the harpist can lead me to find the road mark, I can't let the harpist perish, I want to protect the harpist, find the harp who can lead me to the road mark, the road sign is the last light of mankind, we must keep the last light, we can't let everyone sacrifice in vain-"

Looking at this crazy woman, Jason couldn't make up his mind: "Isn't it an illusion, what is it, it can't be a real person, is it? Could it be some weird thing in the desert, or maybe I'm suffering from heat stroke?"

The woman suddenly stopped, glanced up at the sky, and then vanished all at once, just as she had appeared, without the light of teleportation and without any spell fluctuations.

Jason was secretly vigilant, beware of possible teasing brass dragons or murderous human lions, but he didn't wait for anything for a long time, "Actually, I'm suffering from heat stroke, right?"

Jason wiped his sweat and muttered, preparing to continue his journey, when suddenly, the light of the teleportation technique shone around Jason, "At least this time it's not an illusion." Jason thought strangely as he was wary.

Two black-robed men appeared next to Jason, and before Jason could speak, they began to talk.

"Yes, she appeared here and disappeared again. ”

"Where's this guy?"

"Dispose of it. ”

Before Jason could resist, a red ray shot at Jason's chest, instantly killing him.

"Mom. With one last thought, Jason closed his eyes.