The Ghost's shop is located at the junction of the Westgate City Market District and the Sewer City, and after Beria Mayil, who suffered a loss under the wizard's hands, left that street, he returned here, and seeing her unsightly face, the ghosts who went to the White House to look for Alexia suddenly felt nervous, and the words that were originally going to be asked became slurred.

Obviously, this lady not only did not take back Her Royal Highness the princess of the Netherworld City, but also looked at some traces on her body, and obviously encountered some criticism.

This made them close their mouths in amusement, and at this time they bumped into the fire-breathing dragon's mouth, and the end can be imagined.

But the matter must be settled after all, so after Lord Mayil sat down, a bolder ghost approached: "Ma'am, do you want to inform the adults in the country?"

"Notice?" Beria Mayel frowned.

Notice, who to notify?Her most reliable ally, Revarian Tanshur, is organizing the Arcanists and Priests to conduct secret research on the crystal, and this time she has come out on a mission that cannot be easily known to the other Nether Princes.

Under the guise of an oracle, her mission is to find a treasure for the goddess that has been buried for a long time on the southern shore of the Fallen Star Sea, and on the other hand, to brainwash Alexia far away from the Netherworld.

As the crystallization of the essence power extracted from the Myser Energy Core of the Netherworld City, Alexia has extraordinary significance for the Netherworld City, and the whim experiment of the Supreme Prince is far from being so simple in the eyes of others.

At least in the minds of ordinary Yin Soul people, this newborn little princess has a special symbolic meaning, as soon as she was born, the limelight overshadowed many Yin Soul Princes.

Such a character, of course, the Lady of the Night must be in her hands.

As a voter of Shar, Beria Mayil is very clear about the current internal situation in the Netherworld, and since reaching the main material realm, the contradiction between the church faction led by Revaran and the arcanist faction represented by Hajhorner has gradually become clear.

Although he has been blessed by Shar in the shadow plane for thousands of years, there is no doubt that the master of the city is still an arcane, and at least Shar's church has not yet taken over the authority of the Nethers from the supreme lord Tairamante.

Perhaps for the Supreme City Lord, taking refuge in the shadow of Shar was just a stopgap measure, and when the Netherworld City reappeared, it would be necessary to reconsider the relationship between the Netherworld and the Shar Church.

Although the connection between the Netherworld and the Church of Thal has developed over the millennia, the Arcanists of the upper echelons of the city still subconsciously resist the authority of the Night Lady, and the limited number of meetings with the High City Lord, as well as the impression left on her by some of the other Netherland Princes, made Belial Mayel feel this estrangement deeply.

This, of course, is unacceptable.

The City of the Shadows belongs to the Lady of the Night.

Both she and Revaran, who was deeply favored by Shar, thought so, but most of the other Nether Princes didn't seem to think so, which of course made Beria dissatisfied.

Regardless, while the Arcanists and the Lady of the Night are at odds with each other, Thar has neither the ability nor the ability to banish them.

You know, without more than half of the Yin Princes and the upper level of Arcanists, the Yin Soul City has basically lost the foundation that makes Faeron fearful, and the Lady of the Night is also patient, she has endured it for thousands of years, and she still wants to use these Yin Arcanists to establish her authority in the land of Faeron.

However, she could not tolerate continuing to lose control of the Netherworld City, and since the reappearance of the main material realm, this tendency has become more and more obvious- It is clear that many of the Netherworld leaders, represented by Hajhorner, are pushing the city in this direction: this is undoubtedly in line with the Arcanists' Reading, and it is clear that the High Prince is on their side, and before sending the city into the Shadow Plane, he was the Grand Arcanist of Nesser, and atheism has penetrated deep into his heart, and it is both expedient and a use to make his subjects believe in Shar.

Now it seems that the Netherworld City is still under the control of His Majesty the Supreme City Lord, and if the situation is allowed to develop, the position of the Shar Church in the Netherworld City will only gradually be marginalized.

Away from the Shadow Plane, the Shade's dependence on the Lady of the Night has been greatly reduced.

Neither Beria nor Revaran could accept such a future, and neither could Ms. Share.

Terramante's purpose for creating Alexia, Beria is very clear, since the destruction of Netheril, all the Mithic cores that support the Imperial City have been put into the blacklist of the magic net by Mystra, although it still has a certain strength, but it is no longer possible to hold up the floating city as light as a mountain peak to the sky; 。

It's all from the Lady of the Night's divine powers.

Teramante is looking for a way to free Netherworld from its dependence on Shar, and Alexia was created for that purpose.

Therefore, for the sake of the Lady of the Night, Beria must educate Alexia.

Of course, this little girl born in the Mither Energy Core seems to be born with a lack of interest in Ms. Shar - maybe the Supreme Prince did it on purpose, but it doesn't matter, at least after leaving the Netherworld City, Belial still has many ways to change Alexia's thoughts, not in the Netherworld City, you know, when this little girl is near the Myser Energy Core, the power is so strong that many Netherworld princes have to be cautious, only when she is far away from the Netherworld City, can she have a chance to attack, and she can also avoid the eyes and ears of Tairamante Tanshur.

However, Pan Diesel's intervention frustrated her calculations, which undoubtedly annoyed her and began to give her a headache, seeing the true power of this wizard, she almost thought that the encounter in the underground palace at the foot of the mountain was an illusion, although that time was not too deep in the fight, but after a few months, the wizard and the magic that were not the same as the original can still be clearly perceived by her.

She held her chin and felt that she could not cope, maybe she should really hand the news to Netherworld, and she secretly thought about it for a while before making a decision.

After a fight, she already understood that she could not deal with this powerful wizard on her own, not to mention, as we all know, the staff of the Seven Fasetrina, which had been missing for more than 1,800 years, was in the hands of Pan Diesel, and if he was allowed to summon the dragon out of the battle just now, it would be even more difficult for her to escape.

In short, this is a guy she can't deal with.

However, another thought made her hesitate: she couldn't deal with it, even if she added one or two more Shadow Princes, would she be able to deal with Pan Diesel, who drove the ancient dragon?

What's more, each of those shadow princes has important responsibilities, and they may not have time to take care of her affairs, not to mention, it is about Alexia, and if her plans are accidentally exposed, the situation will become even more troublesome.

All these considerations made her give up the idea of asking for help, and perhaps she should calmly observe for a while before making her next move, and now she has other tasks to do.

This task is more important than training Alexia, an oracle given by the Lady of the Night.

When she thought of this, the worry on her face turned serious, and then it turned into a sarcastic sneer:

"By the way, those poor remnants of the Imasca Empire...... Not there yet?"

This group of poor worms who want to restore the country and want to go crazy and are used in vain.

Beria thought so, and the smile on his lips became more and more sarcastic.

"No, sir. The Shadow Leader leaned closer to Belial and replied in a low voice.

"No?" she frowned, "Are they still counting on our strength to deal with those so-called grave keepers, and they are so slow?"

"Well, it seems like they've been stuttered by something. The ghost made a reminiscing expression: "That's why I can't get here for a while." ”

"And how long do they want me to wait here?" Belial's fingers tapped on the table, and his voice revealed a hint of impatience, and his face was even more ugly because he had suffered a loss at the hands of the wizard.

"I don't know. The ghost replied helplessly.

Beria's hand clenched into a fist in an instant, and the nearby ghosts felt a cool breeze blowing, and immediately closed their mouths to prevent themselves from making the slightest sound, and after a long while, they saw the veiled woman let go of her fist, exhaled a long breath from the inside of her nose, and blew open the mask under the bridge of her nose, revealing two delicate red lips.

...... "Penny, whose little baby is this?" On the large bed of the Mage's Tower, there were still several girls of all sizes huddled together, but at this time Nephies shrank to Lanny's side, and Hiccol looked at Alexia lying in the wizard's arms, with a look of surprise.

Like a normal cute little girl, Alexia blinked wide-eyed, and although some of her slightly dark skin looked different, Hiccor had never seen a few ghosts, so she was not guarded.

You must know that there are many races in Faerun, not only blonde and blue-eyed cream skin, especially in the south, people with dark skin are not uncommon.

The little girl's chubby little face looked so cute, and Hiccor couldn't help but reach out and pinch it twice, and Alexia's eyes narrowed and she let out a burst of laughter.

Hickel's eyes lit up, and he took the little girl out of the wizard's arms and put her into his arms.

Alexia seemed to feel a little uncomfortable, and scratched the wizard twice with both hands, and finally rubbed twice in Hiccol's arms, grunting muttering, and her little face became confused.

"Where did you get it? You didn't even let it go. Lanny laughed heartily, "It's a beast." ”

The corners of Penny's mouth twitched, and he secretly bothered to find the door, what could he do?

Lannie's joke made him even more ridiculous, and it sounded a little too much to him.

He looked at her sideways for a while, as the amount of exercise had been getting less and less recently, the fat had spread to her face, and the domineering feeling had become much more relaxed, the wizard's gaze shifted to her lower abdomen, and he put his hand into the bulge, Lannie pursed her mouth, and her body squirmed to avoid the wizard's claws: "Go, go, go, don't move your hands and feet." ”

She protected her belly, according to the diagnosis of the priests in the temple area, in a maximum of three months, this life will come to this world, although a little vaguely afraid, but in her heart more than expected.

It's just that when I think about it occasionally, I feel a little upset.

Hiccle rubbed little Ally's face, unaware that what she was holding in her hand was actually a ticking time bomb, and the latter was also enjoying the snoring sound, which seemed to make her very comfortable with this kind of touch.

However, at this time, Hiccol noticed that there was no one in the room, and he raised his eyes for a while: "By the way, what about Vika?"

"Vika, I guess it's outside. The wizard was stunned for a moment, there was indeed no boss lady in the room.

"Today is you and hers...... Wedding. Hickel spat out the word a little awkwardly, and there was a hint of complaint on his face: "You should go to her." ”

The wizard nodded, agreeing with the suggestion, and walked out of the room, asked Taling a little, and then walked to the top of the stargazing platform, where he saw Vika, dressed in a gown, standing in front of the glowing magical glass dome, looking up at the night sky.

In the distance, the city of West Gate still flickered with some sparks.

"Hi. She turned back and looked at the wizard with a smile on her face, "Where are you going to let me lie tonight?"

"There will always be a room. The wizard blinked and walked under the dome: "Looks like you have something on your mind." ”

"Indeed, Penny. She approached and put her arms around the wizard's neck: "Dragon Witch Cult, Yin Soul City, you have more and more troubles, and it is getting bigger and bigger, although you were born in the noble family of Simon, but I haven't imagined that one day I will have any intersection with these guys, Penny, you must know that for a little noble child like me, those things are like distant legends." ”

Penny understood the idea.

Whether it is the Samast of the Dragon Witch Cult or the Yin Prince of the Netherworld City, for the common people of Faerun, it is indeed like a legend, and ordinary Faeron people may not have a direct intersection with this kind of character in their lifetime.

Not to mention ordinary people, ordinary people who have some skills may not have the opportunity to talk to such legends often.

For a child like Vika, who comes from an unpopular aristocracy, it is indeed a very heavy mental burden to face the pressure from these forces all the time.

The wizard reflexively hugged her waist and kept whispering apologies.

If she hadn't shown up, she wouldn't have been in so much trouble.

"It's nothing, in fact, the opportunity to face these beings is probably an experience that some people will not experience in their lifetime. Vika smiled, "Maybe I've been stained with your light and become different from most of the people of Faeren." ”

Penny's face was full of fever, and this kind of words made him even more uncomfortable to listen to at this time.

"Don't think too much, Penny, let go and do what you're going to do. Vika sighed and lowered her head, "But I really wish I could be a little calmer, you know?Penny, I don't like the busyness of mundane things at all, and I miss the inn more than when I was in Serge?"

The mage nodded.

She sighed again and lowered her eyes.

"When it's all over, I'll figure out how to calm everything down. The wizard lowered his voice and whispered in Vika's ear, "You must trust me. ”

She nodded and said no more.

The wizard sighed in his heart, raised his head slightly, and looked at the sky with his eyes through the magical light of the dome, but his mood gradually calmed down because of the sudden string of troubles.

Being in the center of the whirlpool does not allow him to relax in the slightest.

(To be continued)