Twenty Sided Dice

In order to prevent the patrolling navy from being used as an orc warship, especially when it was attacked by trebuchets or crossbows from a distance, Siegel cast illusion magic after approaching the waters of Waterdeep City, and printed on the huge sails the association of mages. mark.

This method really worked. Several ships hired by Waterdeep City—in Siegel's eyes, they were clearly pirate ships from the past—did not attack immediately, but approached and asked. In order to avoid misunderstanding, the orcs did not show their faces below the deck, and only the human beings among the original slaves moved on the side of the ship. After negotiating with several ships, Siegel chose a more honest-looking captain, the cool and peculiar captain of the Silver Mermaid, and hired him to return early and take the galley back to Waterdeep.

The fire of war does not seem to have engulfed the wealthy city, but refugees fleeing the disaster can be seen everywhere. Many places in the lower city are already overcrowded, so many warehouses and warehouses have been opened up in the dock area as their living places. In the face of war, it is very rare to be able to open the city gates to allow refugees to enter.

Siegel stood on the bow of the boat, looking at the refugee settlements in the port from a distance. There were only a few places of cooking smoke, but the line of people queuing for food was very long. Contrary to what Siegel had expected, there was an orderly place here, everyone moved forward in sequence, and there was no scramble, and everyone's face was more expectant than anxiety. This is rarely seen in war, at least Siegel has never heard of such a thing. I remember that when I left Waterdeep, the price of food had begun to rise, and Mrs. Deepe reminded Siegel to prepare more food for the crisis. Could it be that the sea passage has been restored? Siegel then dismissed the idea because he didn't see any large grain cargo ships on the docks.

The galley became meaningless once it reached Waterdeep, and neither Siegel nor the refugees needed the ship. Captain Kuchit wanted to buy the ship, so he just made his brother the captain, and the two formed a small fleet to make money together. He bid 20,000 gold coins to try his luck.

Siegel wouldn't be fooled. He may have lived on the ship longer than the young Captain Cool and Fantastic before him. The galley Siegel snatched was a good warship for inshore activities, with full ram, all oars and nimble steering. All it lacked were small trebuchets and well-armed sailors. Even in peacetime, a warship like this would sell for twenty-five thousand gold coins. In wartime, the price of such things will only go up.

After haggling, look at the one-time cash payment. The ship was eventually sold for twenty-five thousand gold coins. Refugees on each ship are first allocated 5 gold coins, which are used as emergency reserves. The more than 18,000 gold coins left by 77nt.Com Qianqian Novel.com were handed over to Feizak for safekeeping, and he was responsible for the food and clothing of everyone.

Siegel, like all refugees, was given only 5 gold coins, which he strongly demanded. This kind of behavior makes Feizak admire very much, he thinks Siegel is a jazz worthy of allegiance. Before disembarking, he knelt before Siegel, hoping to send his child to Lord Baron. Be a follower.

"My two sons are already married. If they have children of school age, please accept them as entourages and take good care of them." Feizak said with his head lowered.

"Help settle the refugees on the ship first, and then bring them with you when you go home. I will choose one of them." Siegel stopped, looked at Feizak and said, "I try to be as similar to mine as possible. The knight instructor taught me that, discipline your juniors."

"Thank you sir," said the one-eyed dad excitedly.

Siegel was the first to go down the gangway. He took the baron's seal and identification with him, and prepared Prince Aaron's will to win a resident right for the orcs. It was beyond his expectations. Beside the dock, a key member of the Mage Federation, the middle-aged Mage Akzi, who once told Siegel about spell analysis, was waiting for him.

"Master Faranis-Christo has foreseen your arrival. I am here to greet you." He took the lead in touching his eyebrows with his right hand, and gave a mage salute, which Siegel hurriedly returned. "Welcome home, Mr. Siegel Squid."

"I'm so sorry to bother you to make a trip in person, but I'm even more flattered by the attention of the Ph.D. Master." Although he didn't stay in the Federation for a long time, and then he acted in the wild land for a long time, the polite words among the mages, Sig Er has not forgotten to clean up. "Is there any instructions from the federation?"

"Master Faranis asked you to go as soon as possible. I am here to cast the teleportation spell for you. In order to prevent spies from infiltrating, only teleportation and any door can enter the range of the Three Peaks Tower. As far as we know, you have not yet mastered it. This spell. Come with me now."

Siegel shook his head. Said: "I'm sorry, but I still need to settle the refugees on board. There are many Orcs. If they can't coordinate with local officials, they will likely be arrested and executed as enemies."

Master Akzi frowned slightly, then stretched out again. To be invited by the Master of Philosophy is an excellent opportunity for a mage, which can enhance the learning of magic and the accumulation of knowledge. Few would refuse and procrastinate, and Siegel, still an apprentice mage, was the lowest-ranked one among those who refused. Mage Akzi worried that this would cause the Doctor's displeasure, and even affect his own evaluation in his mind. However, at this time, the voice of the master scholar crossed the distance between the Federation and the port area, and echoed between the two mages, so that they could all hear clearly: "Siegel, come to me quickly. Akqi, you will squid. After the teleportation, arrange the refugees on the boat according to what he said. I remember that Alexander the Lion had a house in the northern district. He usually does not live there, and he has no relatives there. You can put them all there. When someone asks, they say It is the action of the Mages Association and must not be obstructed."

The mage Akeqi nodded quickly, and Siegel also volleyed to express his gratitude. Just in case, he handed the prince's will to Mana for safekeeping. After all, this is the only subordinate who has sworn allegiance to him. Then he gently supported Akqi's shoulder and asked him to teleport himself to the Three Peaks Pagoda.

"Teleportation can only go here, you can go up as soon as possible. The lore master is on the ninth floor of the original heart tower." Akqi was expressionless, always very serious: "I will complete the ** master's entrustment and send the ship's It's all set, don't worry."

Siegel bent over to salute and said sincerely, "I'm sorry to bother you."

There is no difference between the Three Peaks Pagoda and when he left, it still looks majestic and calm. The Heart Tower is a place of meditation and rest, always comfortable and quiet inside. The soft, unquenchable flame provides long-lasting illumination, and sofas and cushions can be found everywhere to rest and relax. There is always a coffee table next to the sofa to prevent fruit plates and light fruit wine, and a few invisible servants are flying back and forth in the air wearing vests used to show their orientation, cleaning the soot from the small plates.

The rugs and tapestries here all absorb sound, so there won't be any echoes throughout the tower. Siegel saw that there was no one on the spiral staircase, and the Doctor was in a hurry, so he ran up quickly in three steps.

There are only two rooms on the entire ninth floor, but they all belong to Master Faranis, a scholar. One is his private library and laboratory, and the other is his lounge. Siegel came to two doors, not knowing which one to knock on. While he was hesitating, the door to the rest room opened, and the Doctor's voice came from inside: "Come here, Siegel."

The decor in the room is very simple, only a single bed, sofa, chaise longue and coffee table, but these are boutique. Faranes sat in the lounge chair, covered with a thick blanket, allowing the afternoon sun to shine on his gray beard. The Ph.D. is older than the last time we met. His skin was loose and more deeply wrinkled; his lips were shriveled and slightly bruised; his eyes were puffy and exhausted; he raised his hand slowly, and he could see that his fingers could not stop Trembling - For mages, these are all potentially fatal states when casting spells. Only the Ph.D.'s voice remained steady. He pointed to the sofa and said, "Sit down, Siegel, I have something to tell you."

Siegel sat down, but felt very nervous. After all, the old man in front of him is one of the three giants of the Mage Federation, and one of the three people who have obtained the title of Ph.D. in the entire New and Old Continents. people.

"Squid, how are you now?"

"Master Ph.D., I'm fine," Siegel replied. He looked into the old man's eyes, and then saw his old, feeble hands. The fingers were shaking, like branches shivering in the cold wind, and even the last leaf abandoned the dying body. "How are you, Master Doctor?"

"It's weak and uncomfortable," Faranes said. "I feel like my magic is draining away, and so is my life. But before that, can you light my pipe for me?"

A bronze pipe floated over~www.novelmt.com~ with a small pocket containing tobacco leaves hanging on it, but there was no fire. It stopped in front of Siegel, then fell slowly. The mage understood that this was a test of his magic control, so he didn't reach for it, but used spells to exert control.

It's easy to do it with your hands, but not with your mind. On the one hand, "hold" the pipe, but also "unwrap" the bag, "take out" the appropriate amount of tobacco leaves and place it in the cauldron. After that, a spell of gathering fire elements will be superimposed, and the tobacco leaves will be lit. It is best to use the ability to control the air element at this time, allowing the wind to pass through the pipe, so as to make the combustion more fully.

Fortunately, Siegel's ability to control spells and magical energy has been greatly improved after practicing illusions on the battlefield. Apart from being a little nervous at first, he did everything flawlessly after that. The Ph.D. nodded approvingly, causing Siegel to put his pipe aside.

"It's not like it was when I was young, and I ended up needing someone to help me when I was smoking. At that time, I would not waste too much energy because of ultra-long-range spellcasting. Now that I am old, some aspects are really bad, but it definitely does not include Self-confidence. Oh, I never imagined that the consequences of interfering with your destiny would be so severe."

(Ask for a ticket, ask for support, cast a spell to charm humans!) (To be continued)