Twenty Sided Dice

Siegel temporarily stayed in Nishi Village. Lin Ke patted the big stone on which his house rested and told Siegel that it existed from the beginning of the birth of the world. , become an immortal stone. The village is named after this, which means the existence of long-term peace. Later, the village was really peaceful, but it had not developed for hundreds of years: the village was still at the level of more than 50 people, and everyone could barely guarantee food and drink, and there was always a village where a witch priest was stationed. Until last month, Humke accidentally ate drunken moss in the village, went crazy with alcohol, and cursed the witch sacrifice who came to treat him. As a result, within three days, Lord Wuji slipped down while catching fish by the glacier, and was inexplicably drowned. So Humk chose to self-exile, cursed himself with "the sin of dying for the witch sacrifice, and will suffer to death", left the village, and sold himself to a slave trader. No one in the village thought that he would come back alive, because Humke's curse would bring endless misfortune to the people around him, and he would die at some point. However, when they heard Linko say, "The person brought back by Humke is a witch sacrifice, so the curse has been fulfilled and completed, and the new witch sacrifice has been found to atone for the sin of killing the old witch sacrifice", they suddenly realized. Then, the people in the village dared to approach Humke again, brought him food and drink, and helped him pack his tent.

Siegel was dragged by them into the tent of the original witch sacrifice, "Hurry up, don't worry about anything, we will prepare everything for you." Everyone was very enthusiastic, and their eyes were full of anticipation: "There will be a brazier in a while, There are also food and clothes. If Lord Wuji needs someone to warm the bed, the girls in the village will be happy."

Siegel looked around awkwardly. The half-orc girl was too different from his aesthetic habits, so he declined the last one. Everyone was busy preparing things and watched Siegel enter the tent of the witch sacrifice. According to the custom in the village, no one can enter except the shaman himself and those who are invited.

Opening the colorful door curtains decorated with colorful cloth strips, a stench almost smoked Siegel. Think about it, it has been nearly two months since no one has cleaned it up, and the things inside have already rotted and deteriorated. If it weren't for some poisonous herbs in the tent, it is estimated that there will be an outbreak of insect pests.

Siegel pinched his nose, casting spells under such circumstances was also a test. He opened the tent curtains all the way to let the air circulate, all the while chanting cleaning spells. The rotten, stinky things were cleaned out and thrown into the blazing brazier outside. Fleas, worms, and several nearly-poisoned rats were thrown out and burned to ashes. Soon, the smell in the house was much better, and the dust and other contaminants were cleaned up. Siegel replaced the brazier again and walked in with it.

The tent was now filled with other scents: moss, mushrooms, pine oil and saffron, and some exotic materials that looked like stuffed animals. The brazier was placed in the middle of the tent, and warm red flames illuminated the space with a diameter of more than three meters. Smoke wafts out from the opening of the tipi, so no charcoal gas remains in the house. Siegel bent over and looked around in the tent, admiring the old witch's collection. There are many animal bone specimens hanging on the wall here, some animal teeth, several bottles of eyeballs soaked in yellow-green potion, a wooden box of false teeth, and a suspicious black liquid in a skin bag. Of all the items, the most numerous is a large pile of tobacco leaves, delicately wrapped in fine deerskin, which smells delicious and must have other medicinal ingredients added. In a tin box, Siegel also found several pipes, old and new, all of the same exquisiteness, and at a glance they knew they were made by excellent craftsmanship.

The ground was covered with thick fur, which completely cut off the cold on the ground. Siegel sat up and suddenly felt guilty. He is not a witch sacrifice, but now he occupies the best place. Although all of this was due to a misunderstanding and started from Henke's wrong understanding, which was used by the village chief Lin Ke to meet the demands of the villagers in the stone, but in the end it was Siegel who benefited. He sat on the warm bed and stared at the brazier for a long time. Judging from the current situation, denying that he is a witch will be detrimental to Henke. After all, he is a friend who went to prison together and escaped, so he can only pretend to be brave. But other things cannot be enjoyed, which goes against his conscience.

The biggest advantage of this tent is that it isolates the line of sight, and Siegel can finally open the key space with confidence. He found clothes to keep out the cold, equipped with a dragon tooth dagger, and took out some wine, sugar and gems. Since he did not know whether the gold coins would be useful on the north side of the Walled Mountains, he could only trade them with sugar and gems. Too bad his breastplate, dwarven belt, and obsidian dagger were missing, must have been picked up by the scavengers who found him and sold them to slave traders, and who may now have it. Can you find it later? Siegel wasn't so sure. I don't know if the library on the top of Mora can let him in without the golden belt of the dwarves.

He was about to go out to find Village Chief Lin Ke, and when he reached the door, he came back. In this place, you can't be too careful, only a dagger is not enough for self-defense. Siegel rummaged through boxes in the tent, collecting things that could be used as materials for spellcasting, hanging what could fit on his belt, and stashing what could fit in a small pocket. He memorized the location of all the materials on his body over and over again, and meditated in his mind that they were all associated with that spell, and what combination of spells could be used when encountering an enemy. After making sure that he completely remembered it, he opened the curtain and came to Lin Ke's tent.

There was a cheerful voice of a man and a woman coming from the rock house, and Siegel's face was red when he heard it from a distance. However, the surrounding orcs seemed to be used to it, and they were still doing their own thing no matter what. A few children were curious to visit, but were driven away by Lin Ke's wives like ducks. Siegel was waiting at the door, and after a while, he heard Lin Ke's voice: "What? The witch sacrifice is coming? Please come soon!"

The stench of the stone house was still the same as before, but there was a little more fishy smell of slippery liquid. Siegel tried his best not to look at the orc woman hiding under the quilt. He was really afraid that he would be frightened. Lin Ke was naked, with only a circle of animal skins tied around his waist, and sat on the stool carelessly. He sliced ​​a piece of roast meat with a knife, shoved it into his mouth, and gasped, "I always get hungry after exercising."

"Then I wish you a good appetite," Siegel said. He pointed to the quilt and said, "I think it's better to tell you some things in private."

"Haha, no. My woman won't say a word nonsense." Lin Ke patted the quilt hard, and the female orc below made a humming sound. Siegel thought for a while, grabbed a handful of fine sand, and performed the sleep spell. With his current level of magic control, he is able to continuously cast spells on the same target until it is overwhelmed by the spell's effect or the caster loses focus.

The woman was already very tired, so she soon snored and fell asleep. "Okay, now it's time to talk." Siegel sat down cross-legged, in a sitting position where he could stand up at any time. "I want to go back to the south of the City Wall Mountains, it is impossible to stay here for a long time."

"I already told you that the road to the south will not work." Lin Ke ate another piece of meat and sent it down his throat with spruce tea. "You are a southerner, you don't know the north, the wasteland here is much crueler. Usually, there will be all kinds of beasts wandering around, specializing in picking out the appetizers of pedestrians who are alone. But all these ferocity are not comparable to the orc warlords, especially It's Wagga the Flayer! He has more than ten thousand orcs under his command, and can send at least four thousand for each raid. Wherever they go, they eat up everything and leave only the skins. Now this group Crazy guys have already made their way to the City Wall Mountains. Although it can't be said that it is all over the valley, you can't tell which way is safe!"

"Four thousand? The city wall and mountains are so vast, you can still try it."

Linke sneered and continued: "There are a lot of skinners, but their weapons and equipment are very poor, only some of them are using metal weapons, and there is no discipline, you can indeed try. But Waga is not the only warlord. , as well as Iron Foot Fuerte and Wolf King, the two-headed wolf king. One of them has an elite strong orc army that can attack any city; Sex comes and goes like the wind on the northern plains. Three of the four major orc warlords are now in the city walls and mountains, with an army of tens of thousands. This is not counting wolves, trolls and hill giants. Let alone people , even a mouse can't get through, sooner or later, it will be sniffed out, trampled to death and then skinned! Listen to a word of advice, don't go to death."

Siegel frowned. He didn't expect the situation to develop so quickly. It seemed that a war was inevitable. Waterdeep's aggressive attack really caught the attention of the orcs. The orcs may be planning to wipe out the Waterdeep army from beyond the walls, and it appears that Thunder Clap will be used to establish an advantage on the battlefield. I hope that the army as bait will not be hot-headed, stay obediently on the grassland and don't rush forward. If there is a problem, you should immediately retreat. Just cover the eastern side of the mountain for the assault team heading for Makabuta.

"Where is the warlord Hammer? Didn't he send troops to the City Wall Mountains?" Siegel asked.

"Hammer Soul has died, and the 'Three Eyes' Longte killed him and became the fourth largest warlord. He excused that he had just taken office and needed to clean up those disobedient generals, so he only sent a few hundred troops~www. novelmt.com~ The remaining thousands of people are mostly shrinking around Makabuta, and any leaders who are not convinced are welcome to challenge. If the situation stabilizes, maybe they will take a boat and go directly to the south to land. I think This time, Waterdeep is more fortunate than fortune."

A new orc warlord? I don't know if the mages of the news federation know about it. In a port city guarded by heavy soldiers, will the assault team still have a chance to go in and set fire? I hope that the mages of the Federation can show their mana, summon skyfire to burn down the shipyard, and not be trapped in the frozen wasteland like themselves.

"It seems that the orcs don't move from the city wall mountains. I have no hope of going there." Siegel sighed and said: "I can only live in the short term, but I am not a witch, and I can't act at all. what!"

Lin Ke put down the meat and bones in his hand, straightened his body and stared at Siegel and said, "In this stubborn rock village, you can only be a witch sacrifice. I come from the south of the City Wall Mountains, and I know what a mage is. Orcs You've been catching mage, if you're not a witch priest, what are you? A conspicuous spy?"

Siegel shook his head helplessly. Unless he has the ability to change his outfit like Janet does, he has to have a legitimate identity. Whether it's sorting out spells here, or trying to act with the army of Waterdeep, he can't do it as a human mage or knight, not even a refugee. Only the identity of the witch priest can temporarily give him safety, which Siegel understood what Lin Ke meant.

"Then what do the witch sacrifices need to do?"

"Cast spells and protect us." Lin Ke wiped the grease off his chin with a relaxed expression.

Siegel's expression was the exact opposite.