The afternoon tea party on the Black Stick Tower was still unpleasant after all.

In terms of etiquette, the black rod Kyle was originally very respectful - whether it was the manifestation of gods in heaven and earth, or the appearance of gods, or walking in the world as a mortal, there were a lot of precedents to follow. As the agent of the goddess of magic on earth, Kelburn is also familiar with receiving the incarnation of a god.

But this legendary magician with black and white hair is still more or less dissatisfied.

A deity posing as a "Legendary Psionic Master" can strategically defy the other party after dealing with the vengeful and intriguing Spider God.

But how could Waterdeep, which had suffered an unwarranted disaster, not consider the next revenge actions of those underground drow city-states?

From the northernmost Silver Moon Federation, to the many sister cities around Waterdeep, the connection of the connection, the early warning of the early warning.

Needless to say, traditional allies such as Saddle Town, Neverwinter, and Silvermoon City, business partners such as Amm and Baldur's Gate should also be warned, and the Druid Orders and Elven villages scattered in the forests everywhere should also be considered.

Who made Kelburn, the great magician, also a member of the Harpists League, in charge of the affairs of the northwest of the continent?

In the midst of all this extra trouble, someone who is the source of the trouble has to find something to do for Kyleburn from time to time.

The next day, "Master Idrir" came to the door again with a refreshed face, as if the person who had fought the Spider God Queen was not him at all.

Even though Kelburn avoided it, the mages who served the Black Rod Tower sent a package named to the "Supreme Ruler of Waterdeep" into Kelburn's laboratory.

It was a magic scroll, or something that looked "like a magic scroll".

On the scroll, a ruby powder depiction of an overly sketchy emblem, eight horizontal lines, four long and four short, looks like two grinning faces stacking Arhats, instantly reminiscent of a god who resides in the main physical realm and refuses to leave.

As a veteran legendary mage and a veteran naturalist, Kelburn had seen too many quirky magicians in the caster's circle, and knew that many mages liked to use magic to construct a private emblem to use as their "coat of arms".

But the emblem left by a deity is not used only as a sign of identification like the mage emblem. Each of the symbols of the deity, the imprint that the clergy call "emblems," is a visual expression of the power and teachings of the deity.

Anyway, Kyle couldn't see that this pattern of "one long line, two short lines, and one long line" superimposed on each other expressed something.

The only thing that can be understood is that this scroll seems to have the power of some fake psionic master.

If he could, Kyleben didn't want to deal with a god who stayed in the main physical realm. Obviously, this person's philosophy of life is the same as that of the radical gods of the Lord of Dawn, what they want is to eliminate all evil, and the balance between good and evil that Kelburn has always advocated is not worth as much as a joke in a tavern in the eyes of the other party.

The most important thing is, doesn't this deity, who goes by the pseudonym Master Idrir, have his own pious priests?

These thoughts came together, and Kyle directly snuffed them all out, a god's perception far exceeded that of mortals, especially since he was so close to people!

But before he could think about it, the insignia on the scroll burned with fire, and a firebird with a burning flame flew up, looking like a fat chicken who had overeaten. It's just that this little turkey has a feather like a fire cloud on its head, and on its back sits a child with a sword, wearing a crown of jeweled feathers in the style of elves, and only a short fur woven of fire feathers on its body, with bare arms and bare feet, and picturesque eyebrows, especially elf-like pointed ears, which seem to reveal some different information.

As a long-lived legendary magician, Kelburn didn't even need to recognize the rich and abundant fire elemental aura on this little guy's body, and he could sense the special taste of a certain god from the composite aura that resembled psionic energy, elemental, and upper realm creatures.

Kelburn lowered his head and glanced at the cute little guy, "Are you an upper-realm creature in the service of Master Idrir?"

The word "celestial creature" quickly angered the little one, and the fat flapped a pair of small short wings with great effort, carrying the little one to the height of Kelburn's face: "Pay attention to your words, old man with a skunk head......! Well, in the local dialect, it should be 'the Seven Yao Envoys who spread love and peace, and soothe the sufferings and wounds'? ”

To the "Master Idrir" who loves to play mysticism and go his own way, Kyle is not good-tempered, but to a child-faced little guy, Kyleburn is still a gentle elder.

Looking at the small Seven Yao Envoys in front of him, Kelburn smiled helplessly: "Okay, let's talk about it, what kind of great deeds does Master Idrir plan to create? Break into the bottomless abyss and destroy all the demons?"

"Not really. The little guy raised his head, and the pocket sword in his hand, which was not much longer than a toothpick, pointed to the emblem on the scroll, "Your Majesty, he is willing to give some small help to the harpist alliance, as long as the harpists who are fighting on the secret fronts of the mainland are willing to spread this emblem to every place where there is a lot of suffering." ”

This time, Kelben's face was much more solemn, and after pondering for a moment, the veteran goddess voter shook his head: "I want to discuss this matter with Ilminster and them." ”

A deity who asked to spread an emblem of unknown significance with the help of a network of harpists' allies. Regardless of the complexity of the membership of the Harpists' League, the matter itself is problematic and deserves serious attention from anyone with basic occult knowledge.

Ordinary people have limited knowledge of the Harpists' League, and if you ask a resident of Waterdeep what he thinks of the Harperists' League, the most positive answer would be "It's a group of mysterious mages, I've heard they're warm-hearted fellows." More likely, the answer will be "a bunch of strange guys, all assassins or spies".

Of course, the gang-ridden commercial nation of Am, the red-robed mage nation ruled by a bunch of scumbags, the desert nation of Karinshan, who made its fortune by robbery and slave trading, and the Harperists' Alliance's old enemies, the Santaringui, will not have anything good to say about this semi-secret organization.

But those who really know the Harpist Alliance, including the sages and chosen ones favored by the Goddess of Magic, the owner of the Candelabra Castle protected by the Lord of Knowledge "Namer" Ogmar, and the high priests and royal court mages of the Elven Capital of Eternal Gathering Island, know the Harpist Alliance is not so simple.

Due to the large number of evil gods in this world, it is extremely difficult to control, and even some gods who are not so radical in the struggle between good and evil can hardly accept that those evil gods who are keen on destruction and killing affect their basic disk. What's more, some evil gods have always had the evil habit of taking the initiative to provoke divine wars, so that these gods who hold positions cannot sit idly by.

In order to protect themselves and curb the evil gods from continuing to sit large, led by the two neutral gods of the goddess of magic Mystra and the king of knowledge Ogma, the elven gods and nature gods responded enthusiastically, and more than a dozen gods appeared in the "dancing woodland" of the forest goddess Merrikai's earthly sanctuary. During this meeting, the gods promised to inspire their followers to join the hidden front that sought to maintain the balance of the world, the precursor to the Harpist League.

In support, the gods promised that every volunteer who joined the Harpists League would receive the same blessings and charisms as the priesthood without having to endorse the teachings of a particular deity.

The four deities presiding over the meeting were Mystra, the god of magic, the "Mother of Mysteries", Ogma, the god of knowledge, Sivannas, the "Father of the Oak Tree", and the "Father of the Elves", the supreme god of Sidrion.

And many subordinate gods under these four high gods, such as the guardian god of the magician "the highest" Azus, the patron god of scholars "King of Words" Dinaire, the patron god of the bard "King of the Bard" Milier, the patron god of the forest and the ranger "Queen of the Forest" Mericay, and the many elven goddesses of Sidrion also promised to bestow blessings on the participants of this secret front.

Well, in addition to the three high-ranking gods of the Mother of Mysteries, the Father of the Oak Tree, and the Father of the Elves, the gods present at the conference are basically either in charge of literary and artistic creation, or are obsessed with academic research, and there is a large number of gods who are purely made up.

In addition to Merrikai, the queen of the forest, and the elven god of thieves, the "tricker" Eriphon Ilahir, the gods present are either the "Silver Lady" Suren, an ancient god who once participated in the creation of the world, but was extremely weakened because he was stripped of most of his divine power, or the elven god Sidrion, who is hidden in the world and only has a small number of believers within the elven society.

The story of Angelis, the mother of elven life and the queen of the spider god fighting for the father of the elves, is a long-standing god scandal. But compared to the former rival in love, this goddess lacks a little exposure in the world.

Edrith Fenria, the guardian goddess of the winged elves, Hennali Serranelle, the goddess of love of the elves, and Sahanne Moonbow, the goddess of prophecy of the elves, the daughter of the night sky, are nominally independent gods, but in fact they are all incarnations of the goddess Angris.

And such as the elven god of fate "the sage of the sunset" Lebilas Innocent, the guardian god of the elven forest "Green Leaf Net" Ririfax Lelefe, and the elven wandering god "lone wolf" Fermaro Mosterine, these excessively withdrawn and even isolated gods seem to have no sense of existence within the elven society, let alone actively influence the world.

The Harpist Alliance is blessed, because more than a dozen gods with strong divine power, medium divine power, weak divine power, and weak divine power have blessed it in one go, and such a divine grace is so rich!

But then again, by a group of gods of academics, arts, prophecy, illusions, love, thieves, rangers, and vagabonds...... With the blessing given, the harpist wants to fight against the evil forces, and there seems to be no other way than to be a spy, steal intelligence, and assassinate.

Even though many good gods such as Lansendel, the Lord of the Dawn, the Earth Goddess Zendia, and the God of Justice Tyr later issued oracles, calling on the priests and paladins who followed them to cooperate more with the Harperist Alliance, they still could not change the members of this secret front, and could only develop towards the path of spies, stealing information, and carrying out assassinations.

Speaking of which, the Harpermen's League is really like a secret society like the Brotherhood of Assassins on one plane, or the Freemasons of another.

But now there is a deity who is willing to give great assistance to the Harpist League, as long as the belief in the deity can be spread through the Harpist League. Whether this business is worth doing or not, even Kyleburn may not dare to pack a ticket.

First, the personal style of a certain deity who stays in the main material realm is too strong. In the past few days, from the Dark Regions to Luskan, from Neverwinter to Amm, the Harpist Alliance has obtained too much information, from the monster thieves who haunt the trade routes, to the notorious Arcane Brotherhood, and there are countless evil forces that have been wiped out by this master's sword. There is no doubt that this one still has some good intentions towards the world, and it is certain that the Harpists League does lack the kind of force backing that can really calm the scene.

But this kind of talk is better than hands, and the temperament of the professional who crashes the city and demolishes the wall is like the demolition team, and it really can't get along with the harpist alliance, an organization responsible for the secret front. Those harpists who endured humiliation and fought into many bandit groups, pirate groups, illegal chambers of commerce, thieves' unions, Santarin associations, red-robed mage associations, and even many evil god churches, how could they be like this uncle, seeing a wicked person without saying a word, he slashed him with a sword?

Under these concerns, it is better to let the people in charge of the operation of the Harpists' League: the Great Sage Ilminster and the Seven Sisters of the Northland, discuss this issue together, rather than leaving Kelburn alone to bear the pressure.

The little sword-wielding boy smiled knowingly, patted the head of the fat under his crotch, and raised himself a little.

"It's really true that the Harpermen's Alliance, a brotherhood of assassins that lacks courage, has a strong bureaucratic temperament that does not dare to take responsibility. Then I am responsible for conveying the second request of the king: I hope that when Waterdeep City warns the surrounding areas, it will convey such a message, if you encounter an attack by the dark elves, or encounter bandits, pirates, slave traders, and demon worshippers, please reverently call 'Relief Taiyijun' is not right, it is 'the supreme king of disaster relief', maybe there will be a miracle. ”

(End of chapter)