Chapter 266 Wisteria Valley
“Well...”
When Santila opened her eyes again, what came into view was golden sunlight.
"I am..."
She murmured and sat up, stroking her messy thick white hair and looking around blankly.
For Santila, everything last night was like a chaotic and crazy dream. She couldn't even be sure which ones were reality and which ones were hallucinations in the dream.
But the impressive feeling of satisfaction and exhaustion coming from her body really made her realize that this was by no means a dream, but something that happened in reality.
This is how she and Brian would feel after doing something like that.
She vaguely remembered that on that crazy night in Ancient Orens City, Brian also told her that only by doing that kind of thing with the person you like can you feel the most pleasurable enjoyment.
He is right, so except for him, she has never lived like other drow compatriots in ancient Orens City and Mother Taksi who does not even let ugly demons go. Living a dissolute private life.
In the city of Ancient Orens, she once observed magic and witnessed Matron Isatabella of the Tax family summoning a Berserker Demon and a Giant Bull Demon from the bottomless abyss.
The scene was absolutely horrifying.
Bryan told her that she was a different kind of drow, destined to live in sunshine, mountains, and lush forests, so she must not live like her fallen compatriots.
And Santila also clearly felt that only at this time, she felt completely relaxed, relying on Brian's arms, and could safely leave everything to him, and she The feeling of not having to worry about anything.
This is a sense of security that she has never experienced in the Underdark.
But...
Santila was suddenly startled, and then she shook her head vigorously, throwing away the scene in her mind. It was just a dream, yes, it must be a dream. How could she be because of that? Have feelings about something?
That’s so perverted!
Yes, that was definitely a dream - there was no way Brian could do that kind of thing!
After going back and forth several times deep in her heart, not so much self-confirming, but self-comforting to soothe her somewhat restless mind, Santila had time to raise her head again. Start looking at the room in front of you.
This is undoubtedly the room arranged by the Knights of Misty Valley for Brian. From the floor-to-ceiling windows next to it, you can see the town under the sun and the beautiful and green valley in the distance...
Wait, sunshine?
Until this moment, Santila seemed to suddenly wake up. You must know that in the Misty Valley, the fog is very thick in the morning, but there is no sunshine.
The Misty Valley got its name for this reason.
In this valley surrounded by fog all year round, the sun can only be seen from twelve o'clock to four or five o'clock in the afternoon.
Did he sleep until noon?
What should I do?
Oops, there’s still so much to do!
Woooooooo...
Thinking of this, Santila jumped up from the bed in a hurry, and began to hurriedly grab the clothes that were casually thrown on the ground and put them on.
But even so, Santila felt a little panicked and uneasy.
Because they were separated from Brian in the Underdark, they had not seen each other for nearly a year. It was only now that they finally had the opportunity to get close to him, but accidentally they went too far.
What should I do if someone else discovers me?
Although Brian looked like he didn't mind being discovered at all, but for Santila, she still had to be wary.
Especially her teacher Storm.
Santila left the Underdark for the first time and appeared in the Valley of Shadows.
In the surface world where the dark elves are marginalized, she is besieged by a group of valley people with pitchforks. As a last resort, she is preparing to release spells to punish them. She is the leader of the Harper Alliance, her storm The teacher appeared in time and helped her resolve the crisis.
Teacher Storm took her in and not only taught her many fighting skills, but also asked the sage of Shadow Valley, Elminster, to teach her many magical knowledge.
And last night, she served Brian with her teacher.
In Santila’s impression, Teacher Storm has always given her the impression that she is approachable and affable. Her mature face always shows kindness and is full of gentle and lively smiles, even when they meet for the first time. Can make people feel her friendliness and intimacy.
As a dark elf living in the ancient city of Orens, with its cruel life and endless layers of conspiracies, Santila never dared to trust anyone easily.
But at the first sight of Teacher Storm, she instinctively thought that this was a surface human being who was worthy of her trust just like Brian.
However, last night, Teacher Feng gave her a very different impression.
That feeling is like a person who tried his best to cover up and disguise, finally tearing off his mask and revealing his truest side.
It’s terrible!
She found in disbelief that this gentle and kind-hearted Teacher Storm was even as good as the dark elves of ancient Orens City in terms of private life.
Oh my god...how should I face Teacher Storm?
Santila felt a headache when she thought of the next meeting with her teacher.
Oops, what should I say now...
While arranging her long hair meticulously in the mirror, Santila was also thinking about this problem helplessly deep in her heart. , but did not get the answer.
And at this moment, a voice that was very, very, very familiar to her suddenly came from not far behind Santila.
"Santila, there is no need to be in such a hurry. Take your time, there is still plenty of time."
"Huh?" Santila was stunned when she heard this voice.
Then she turned around and saw Brian who was sitting nearby at some point.
At this moment, he is leaning leisurely on the chair, his profile is like a straight line drawn by charcoal, his cold and wise eyes are staring at a dark green-covered book in his hand, like Was looking for something.
Looking at the handsome face that haunted her, Santila's face turned slightly red, then she coughed involuntarily and stopped what she was doing.
"Brian? When were you there?"
"I've always been there, you just haven't noticed." Brian turned over the book in his hand and looked at it teasingly. Holding Santila.
To be honest, this is the first time he has seen Santila in such a panic. I have to say that this is indeed a very new experience. The Drow Princess in Ancient Orens City also felt this way. The childish side is actually very cute.
However, Brian did not intend to ask more questions on this topic.
After all, women's grooming is a very private matter. Although a beautiful girl like Santila is not the type who can look good when she puts on makeup and turns into a ghost when she takes off the makeup, it seems that she just dresses casually on weekdays. There is no excessive embellishment.
However, this kind of thing is a woman’s privacy after all. As a man, it’s better not to deal with it.
When he often went to Susar City to guide Hesiah in his work, he was criticized many times by the Queen Regent because of this incident.
"If you are worried about being late, there is no need. Your teacher has arranged other tasks for you. You don't need to go to the border of Misty Valley."
"Other tasks?"
Santila frowned in confusion and asked: "What mission?"
"Come with me to a demiplane." Brian opened the book, the magic aura flickered slightly, and said to her, "I specially asked your teacher Storm to arrange this."
"Teacher Storm..."
Hearing the teacher's name, Santila felt inexplicably flustered.
"Teacher, what did she do?" "She went to the Church of the Mother Earth today. She heard that Waterdeep City had sent a medicine to treat the death plague, and they were conducting preliminary tests."< br>
Mentioning Waterdeep, Brian recalled a piece of news he learned from the leader of the Harpers.
In the high wasteland of the Northland region, the masked lord of Waterdeep City and another chosen one of the goddess of magic, Kelben Blackstaff Orosan, gathered many powerful high-level mages in an attempt to Let the lost elf city Lemanson reappear in the world.
In order to make the effectiveness of this spell permanent, he and another legendary mage, Urel the Silent, sacrificed their lives to create Lemanson, also known as the 'City of Hope'.
As far as he knows, this city will not open until about five years later. As an ancient lost elf city, there are many magical knowledge and treasures left in it from the glorious period of the elf.
If he had the chance, he would definitely go there in person and pay tribute to the heroes who gave their lives.
Sometimes, Brian really admires these kind-hearted people, who at least sacrifice their lives for such a great thing, which he would definitely not be able to do.
This made him reflect secretly, was his behavior a bit too selfish? Too much pursuit of profit?
Will this make him gradually lose his human side?
At least I am on the side of the good camp and have never done anything harmful to the world. Moreover, my territory, and even the entire Kingdom of Cormyr, are subtly moving towards no exploitation under my guidance. , no oppression, self-liberation, and the development of a magic empire with a high degree of ideological consciousness...he thought to comfort himself.
"Okay, I understand." Santila's soft and melodious voice interrupted Brian's contemplation.
Hearing that the teacher was not here, the drow girl patted her plump chest and breathed a sigh of relief.
Although it was not a case of guilt, Santila was still a little embarrassed when she just got up from Brian's bed and went to meet the teacher.
At this moment, after hearing this reassuring news, Santila finally relaxed a lot.
She stretched out her hand again, straightened her hair and clothes, then walked to Brian and said to him:
"Then Brian, I will go back to the room to take a shower and change clothes first. Also, last night...that..."
"Huh?"
Brian came back to his senses. He was startled for a moment, and then with lightning speed, his left hand hugged Santila's waist, making the girl who screamed in surprise sit sideways on his lap.
His left hand gently brushed Santila's soft cat-like back and said with a smile, "What happened last night?"
Brian looked up and down at Santila thoughtfully. Pull a few glances.
For female drow, Santila's figure is relatively slender. This may be related to the fact that the opponent often practices the ranger's melee combat skills.
In the game, most female drow priests were characterized by being plump, round and sexy, but the girl in front of him felt more like a cheetah waiting to explode at any time.
Her tempered, powerful and soft figure formed a strange wild charm, as if she perfectly combined the elegance and refinement of the surface elves and the sexiness of the drow elves. Together, they are filled with a contradictory yet dazzling brilliance.
Seeing Brian's half-smiling expression, Santila's heart trembled slightly, and she couldn't help but recall the madness last night.
“No, no, it’s nothing.”
Like a frightened deer, she quickly put her hands on his shoulders, broke away from his arms, and decisively stopped the topic. She was not stupid enough to dig her own grave.
In fact, she was afraid that if she lost control, she would have a fierce confrontation with Brian again.
Although she has learned the taste and likes this feeling, she is definitely not like the dark compatriots in the underground world who do it casually on any occasion, any time and any place.
"I'll go back first...I'll come to you later..."
Santilla glanced at Brian secretly and found that he didn't look angry at all, so she asked him After nodding, he hurriedly turned around and left the room.
It wasn't until the door was closed that the girl breathed a sigh of relief. Then, she turned her head and looked at Brian's room with a complicated expression, then shook her head and left quickly.
“It’s really interesting.”
It wasn’t until Santila left that Brian shrugged his shoulders and put down the book in his hand.
Then, he stretched out his hand and thought.
Soon, the arcane fire, emitting blue-white flames, floated out of his body and suspended in mid-air.
Looking at the shining arcane fire, Brian's open brows gradually knitted together.
Last night, his original intention was to use the energy of Silver Fire to successfully fuse the Arcane Fire and Arcane Sources he controlled, and then successfully enter the legendary realm.
Originally, he thought that advancing to the legendary realm was a matter of course. Who would have thought that something unexpected would happen during the integration process.
His source of arcane fire and arcane energy was too powerful, and the silver fire of the storm could not provide enough energy to meet his requirements.
The specific reason is mainly because the opponent's profession is bard and harp scout, while his profession is arcanist.
This caused a certain amount of conflict to occur instinctively during the process of ending the fusion of silver fire energy, so that at the critical moment of the fusion, it failed due to the inability to follow up.
In this case, the Harper leader proposed two plans for him. The first was to wait for another elector, Xinbu, one of the seven sisters of the North who was also a spell caster, to use her silver to Fire energy.
The second one is to awaken the slain soul of Dove Hawkhand, who died with the Prince of Shadows. Her silver fire energy left in the material world, combined with the silver fire of the storm, can definitely meet his requirements. .
Among these two conditions, Brian chose the second one without thinking.
After all, he knew quite a bit about Xinbu, a crazy witch who killed red-robed wizards every day during her meals and sleeps.
Among the seven sisters in the North, if Storm is loved by the world because of her kindness and approachable character, then Xinbu is because of fear.
Obviously, he is not arrogant enough to provoke such a crazy witch.
Brian came back to his senses and began to study the book in his hand.
Dove Hawkhand died together with the ghost prince Vatik in the Misty Valley.
Her soul, like the eldest sister Shiron among the seven sisters in the North, did not dissipate, but wandered unconsciously in the Misty Valley.
But if you want to summon her soul back and revive her memory, a very important person is involved.
Azara Hawkhand, the son of Dove, an elite scout in the Harper Alliance, and a ranger named Melikai whose strength has reached the legendary realm.
Only he can recall his mother's soul in the Misty Valley.
This son of the chosen one of the goddess of magic is currently being imprisoned in a labor camp in a magical demiplane called ‘Wisteria Valley’ because he made a big mistake.
"Haha... someone finally passed the master's test. Victor no longer has to stay here. Victor can finally go to Wisteria Valley."
Speaking of Wisteria Valley, Brian recalled an observer beholder he met in the Underdark.
According to Storm's explanation, he learned that this magical demiplane called 'Wisteria Valley' was created by the legendary elf mage Silinxi from Myth Drannor.
Nowadays, this demiplane has been occupied by a group of beholder tyrants. It is filled with dead magic zones and anti-magic fields, which are very unfriendly to any spellcaster.
This is also the reason why Feng Feng and others have not chosen to save Azala in the current crisis situation.
Obviously the plan is to wait until the crisis in Ghost City is resolved before taking action.
What excited Brian the most was another inconspicuous news. The time flow rate in this demiplane was different from that in the material plane. Five days in Wisteria Valley was equivalent to one day in the material plane.
What Brian lacks most right now is time. If he really obtains this demiplane, his efficiency will undoubtedly increase by five times.
And the storm also assured him that if he really rescued Dove's son, there would be no problem in giving this magical demiplane filled with dead magic zones and anti-magic fields to him.
After all, in the eyes of these chosen people, this demiplane is no different than an abandoned object.
Brian once again set his sights on the book, which was a key to opening the demiplane.
(End of this chapter)