The skull harbor is known as the Shadow of Waterdeep, where the famous thieves' union, Enassar, is located, and to be fair, it's not as chaotic as the outside world thinks, as there are many shady transactions going on here, so a certain order must be maintained.

In the underground tavern here, you can also see rare dark elves, they are shorter than the surface elves, and their small facial features show a charm that is very different from their close relatives on the surface, but they still have a scimitar hanging from their waists when they shuttle between the cold wine tables with their plates and wine jugs, reminding the guests that if they don't pay for their drinks, they don't want to get out alive.

Correspondingly, like a normal black shop, this tavern does not have a price code on the sign or menu.

However, Penny is not worried about people who don't have long eyes to trick him, and usually only the owner of a black shop who has a funny brain or only air left in his pocket will take the risk of attacking a wizard with a large number of attendants.

However, looking at the corpses around him and the groups of thugs squatting on the side of the street, noticing the fierce stare in their eyes, Penny was also a little skeptical that if he couldn't come up with the money, they would really pounce on him and kidnap the ticket.

Perhaps this group of bold dark dwellers really has the courage to be afraid of heaven and earth, so the wizard reminded himself that when the snacks and drinks are served for a while, he must pay attention to check whether there are any things such as sweat medicine inside, no matter which plane of black shop, this kind of thing is indispensable.

However, business is still about making money in a friendly way, and in the face of a group with mages, the tavern attendants have been greeting the masked wizard with courtesy, and Helast is there to give orders to the tavern waiter through the mouth of the wizard, Penny can't help but laugh, as if his foreign trade is so unconvincing that the people here regard this puppet, who doesn't even know whether he knows whether he exists, as the most authoritative of them all.

And the black robe of Hylaster is obviously willing to cooperate with this misunderstanding, which makes the scene in front of him look extremely weird.

Nephies blinked as she watched a group of dark elves grovel in front of the puppet who couldn't speak without the black robe of Hylast, her eyes full of curiosity and amusement, she still hadn't fully accepted the fact that this boy who seemed to be the same size as herself was the black robe of Hylast, and it was possible that the name didn't carry much weight in her heart - after all, she was just a child.

"Can you take off its mask and show us? She whispered to Helast's black robe.

The arrogant ** master Lord Helast glanced at the child contemptuously, cocked his nose, and turned his head to the side.

Nephies suddenly pursed her lips and snorted into Penny's arms, and the wizard laughed and pinched the little girl's face, and she immediately let go of her displeasure and turned her head again to look at the black robe with curious eyes.

Waiting for the attendant to serve him tea was boring, and Penny watched the scenery around him—the scenery of Skull Harbor was not beautiful, gloomy and terrifying, and in some places there were fresh corpses, and the west side of Skull Harbor was connected to the trench, and a gust of wind blew in it, bringing with it the smell of rotten fish.

And the thugs' look at him like a fat sheep made him even more unpleasant, so he quickly lost interest and put his eyes back on the table, only to notice Lannie, who was not looking at the black robe with a suspicious expression, but at the masked mage behind the black robe, who was obviously a puppet slave.

"What are you looking at?" asked Penny.

"I didn't ...... It's nothing. She shook her head, but whispered in Penny's ear with a twinkle in her eyes, "This masked guy looks ...... It's kind of familiar. ”

But her whispers could not hide from the ears of the black robe, as a product of the legendary level reincarnation ritual, the new body of Helast Black Robe was perfect:

"Familiar?"

He frowned, and the masked wizard lifted the veil, and in the faint light, the face of a man in his fifties could be seen.

Pale, serious, and hollow in his eyes, but the lines at the corners of his eyes are inherently gloomy, making people feel intimidated at a glance.

This man was certainly not a small person at one time, and almost at this moment of sight, Penny had such an idea.

Lannie's reaction was even more exaggerated, her face immediately turned pale, her legs went limp, and a huge panic shot out of her eyes, as if the deepest nightmare in her heart had been awakened and fell weakly on the wizard's body.

This reaction surprised everyone.

"Do you know this person?" said Helast, who was black-robed as the masked wizard put on his mask, and frowned.

And Lanny also seemed to notice her gaffe, but her face didn't look much better, she shook her head: "Oh...... It's amazing, I know a guy who has the exact same face as this guy, but he shouldn't be here, power...... It doesn't seem to be so weak either. ”

"Oh, it's interesting, but his strength wasn't that weak. "This guy broke into my lair more than ten years ago, trying to take advantage of my illness to indulge me, but of course I won't let him succeed, especially at the critical moment when my ritual is about to begin." ”

"So you made him a puppet?" asked Penny.

"Sort of, but it's a shame...... His strength is not much weaker than mine, and I couldn't control my strength when dealing with him, and accidentally played him badly, so he became like this. Hylaste scratched his head, a little interested: "Oh, his methodology is as crippled as his mind under my attack, and he can only be used as my puppet." ”

"You can't control your power when dealing with him?" Penny furrowed his eyebrows as he stared at the masked wizard, even more suspicious of the creature's original identity.

Looking at the entire Faerun, the mana of Helast's black robe is definitely among the best among legendary mages, not to mention the ordinary mages who are still struggling outside the source of the source, even the average legendary spellcaster is definitely not the opponent of the crazy old man who used to be, and this person can actually force the black robe to 'uncontrollable power' when he fights with the black robe, which shows that this guy's strength is absolutely extraordinary.

"Oh...... Anyway, that's all in the past, and now, he's just a dog under my command, go, crouch on the ground and bark twice. As soon as Helast's black robe waved his sleeve at the masked wizard, the wizard immediately crouched down humbly and barked twice as loudly as a dog.

Penny, Nephes, Lannie, and Arnell all had cramps at the corners of their mouths at the sound of these two dog barks, and the tavern waiters saw the little boy they had just complimented and now crouched on the ground barking like a dog at the sound of a command, and suddenly their bodies seemed to be petrified—except for the twitching skin and eye sockets.

Helast looked around at the reaction of the attendants, and seemed very pleased with the effect, and laughed happily, and the leader of the attendants, the one who had been the most diligent just now, seemed to be annoyed by this— Because the object of their compliment was undoubtedly a dog, which immediately made them feel humiliated, and several of the attendants gathered together and began to whisper, not knowing what conspiracy was being discussed, and after a while, the ruffians outside who were acting as thugs looked at Penny and his party with even more ill-will.

didn't do it immediately, probably because he was afraid of the strength of this group of people - the attendants in the tavern were not carried away by the anger, no matter how strange the whereabouts of this group of people were, they all came out of the leyline maze, and they should definitely not be underestimated.

People who live in such places and don't have long eyes usually die quickly.

The prank had a good effect, Mr. Blackrobe was very satisfied, for this kind of thing, all Penny could do was shrug his shoulders, even after recovering from madness, this ** master still maintained some bad spleen.

And he said that he would have to endure this in the future.

In the Labyrinth of the Leylines, Penny promised to be a temporary guest of Hylast, in exchange for the Mad Mage's vast knowledge and experience, and it is not surprising that this deal was reached, and despite the loss of power, Hylast is still worth a fortune. And for Helast, the wizard who can speak Loshoun seems to be worth taking advantage of— He didn't dare to continue to stay in the already uncontrolled leyline maze, his old man had settled outside the Deep Water City for more than a thousand years, with a madness and unscrupulous style, there were far more enemies than friends, of course, he needed a way to create a better way for himself to gain power, then a wizard who could speak Loshoun was obviously a good choice, and after some dealings underground, Helast thought that this junior might not be untrustworthy.

Penny thought about the agreement the two reached underground, shook his head, and looked at Lannie with a sneering expression: "By the way, you haven't said yet, who is the person who looks exactly like this puppet?"

"No, no, no, that person is not here, and it can't be him, but that person also has a lot of power. Lannie frowned, the puppet's antics under the influence of the mad mage made her heart feel a lot less afraid because of that face, and the ridiculous emotions mixed with suspicion and residual fear, making her expression look very strange: "He should still be in Santil Fort in the Moon Sea, I saw him once when he was sealed in the Black Hand Sanctuary, he used to be our supreme leader, and he was also the most famous master of the entire Moon Sea." ”

"You mean Manson?" Arnell, who had been listening, blinked, and suddenly interjected in a low voice.

Penny's hand paused, in Faerun, the popularity of this name is not under the black robe of the mad mage Hylast, especially in the Moon Sea region, he is the founder of the Santarin Society, the chief ** master under the command of the Black Hand Tyrant, who has shrouded the shadows and nightmares of countless years in the Moon Sea region.

"Yes. Lannie nodded and answered Arnell's inquiry.

"You're saying this man has a face that looks exactly like Manson's?" Penny looked at the puppet and then at Lanny, his expression becoming more and more strange, "And when you were sealed, this puppet was already under the hands of our black-robed adult, and something was obviously not right. ”

"There's nothing wrong with that, my little friend. Arnell's gaze fell on the puppet: "Don't be suspicious, if I'm not mistaken, this puppet is Manson." ”

Penny was even more confused.

However, he frowned, and suddenly realized that what he was talking about seemed to belong to the secret, and quickly and simply channeled a magic spell to cut off the sound transmitted to the outside.

"It sounds like a joke. Lannie raised her eyebrows and looked at Arnell: "Mansong of the Moon Sea still controls part of the power of the Santarin Society, is that person a fake?"

"Don't call me a third-rate poet, you're right, of course he's fake. Arnell frowned: "Actually, this is also fake, but they are all Manson." ”

"You mean cloning?" Penny came to his senses, but it was Hylast's black robe who pointed it out first.

"Static cloning, to be exact. Arnell took a sip of water: "In fact, the real Manson was killed by a group of believers in the good gods more than ten years ago. ”

"That's a rumor!" Lannie frowned and retorted, "He reappeared later." ”

Of course, many people thought it was a rumor, but he was really dead, and only a clone of him appeared. Arnell spread his hands: "This nine-ring spell called static clone is stronger than the cloning technique of the eighth ring, and the general cloning technique will only play the role of resurrection, but all the clones left by Manson have all awakened under the effect of this spell, due to spell defects and accidents, a large part of them died quickly, but there are still some remnants, all inheriting his spells and memories, the one in the moon sea and the one in front of him, probably one of them." ”

The people at the table all nodded suddenly, and Helast looked at the puppet that was still squatting on the ground, with a strange expression: "Oh, I didn't expect him to have such a big background, I always thought he was a delusional idiot." ”

It's not surprising that in front of a monster like Helast, probably even a character like Manson doesn't have much weight, but he looked at Arnell and his expression became troubled again: "But not many people should know about this level of secrets." ”

Needless to say, Manson's stagnant clone, even if Manson's former 'death' and 'disappearance' were rumored to be in Feren, it was surprising that a bard would know so well about such a thing.

"Those who know about it have all blocked the news, and they know how much trouble it would cause if too many people heard that there might be many mansons hidden in various parts of Faerun, and the clones themselves didn't want too many people to know about it, they all wanted to live, or...... Continuing with their plans, most of them would love to go back to where they used to be, but it seems unlikely. Arnell spread his hands: "Don't wonder why I know so much, because I used to be a harpist. ”

"So you're a harpist!" Penny realized that these spies and spies who traveled all over Ferron might indeed know more secrets, "but you don't really need to tell me this." ”

"Uh...... Because I want to live. Arnell's gaze swept over the black robe of Hylast, then the puppet, and finally landed on Penny's face: "I said brother, this trip is the black robe of Hylaster who has become a child, and the clone of Manson who has turned into a puppet, and the elect of Shar, but I have encountered a lot of things that I shouldn't know, do you think I will die suddenly at some point?"

"Hmm, isn't this rabbit with you?" said Helast's black robe also aimed at Penny.

Penny immediately felt a little confused, and he tilted his neck to look at Arnell, "You should be able to keep it a secret, right?"

"Well, it's better to kill him quietly to safety. Helast turned her head and muttered.

"Come on, my dear little friend, don't make this kind of suggestion that makes each other feel insecure, after leaving the harpist, I don't want to be born and die in my life, now I just want to live well, I say......" Arnell smiled bitterly twice, looked at Penny's eyes and rolled: "I heard that you have some industries in the Dragon Coast, I don't know if you need a part-time job, you know, I am good at many jobs?"

"Including art work?" Lannie scoffed, sneering.

"Heh, he's still a smart man. Hyraster raised an eyebrow, as if she felt a little bored.

"Of course welcome. Penny smiled and nodded, being able to make such a decision that made neither of them embarrassed, and he suddenly had more good feelings for Arnell in his heart.

But I'm also on guard.

"Alright, the gossip is over, we should get out of here, Dragon Coast, I happen to have been there too, and I know how to teleport......" Helast's black robe slapped the table, unfurled a glittering magic scroll, and beckoned to the tavern attendants and thugs, "Hey, goodbye, don't send me." ”

A flash of light flashed, and a table of people disappeared in place.

The thugs and waiters hurriedly gathered around, and they all became angry: "Damn bastards, they haven't paid yet!"

...... By the time the migratory birds flew from the south shore of the Falling Star Sea to the north shore, the weather in Serre was already very good, although the cold snap in the direction of the Great Glacier still brought a hint of unseasonable cold, but it complemented the land.

In the astrology room of Eltabo, the silver-haired Jiastiri ** master was silent in front of the crystal ball, and her daughter walked in from the door, as if she was puzzled by the ** master's face: "Dear mother, what bothered you?"

"He's moved the unfinished Titan Soldier. Justire's eyes flickered, as if she was constantly calculating: "As far as I can perceive, it should be far away from here, far beyond the borders of Serre. ”

"So he escaped?" Oseia raised an eyebrow and seemed to exhale, "Mother, what are you going to do?"

"You can rest assured, I won't do anything, and I won't let this news out. Justeri closed her eyes: "My previous approach was based on the assumption that he could not leave Serge, and since he had left this country, he would return sooner or later......"

"So what?" a pimple twisted into the center of the High Ring Master's eyebrows.

"Waiting, waiting for him to come back, or he never coming back, and until then, I advise us to forget about him. Justira was silent for a while before she said slowly, "Especially at such a sensitive time. ”

Ossea nodded, his eyebrows stretched, and the long-standing contradictions and worries seemed to be able to be put aside.

(To be continued)