"Forget it, it's up to man to plan, and God to make things happen! You're overthinking too much, but we've got quite a few things now." Rand smiled and took out a bloody Rubik's Cube from his arms, and threw it in his hand. .
This Rubik's cube belonged to one of the followers of the necromancer. The seven Zhentalin members who invaded the Supreme Palace last night, the necromancer and the black-robed mage in the dungeon were not able to be killed.
The pretender "Crow" committed suicide by taking poison after being seriously injured by the storm queen Ella Yulan. The apostle did not participate in the battle, so naturally the Rubik's Cube would not be produced. Of the two assassins in the banquet hall, one was captured alive after being severely injured, and the other was killed by the emissary of the dwarf king, and there was no Rubik's Cube either.
Only in the battle in the garden, Rand and Hill participated, Qin Lun finally caught up with the aftermath, and the two followers of the Necromancer finally dropped a bloody Rubik's Cube.
However, the main force in this battle is Elisine and other plot characters, and the apostles such as Qin Lun don't contribute much, so we can't expect anything good from this bloody Rubik's Cube. Rand shared a broken crystal with the other two, and took the ownership of the Rubik's Cube.
In the early morning of the next day, the three of Qin Lun quietly left the Supreme Palace with the envoys of the Dwarf King. However, after they left the west city gate, there was already a team waiting by the side of the avenue.
The team included Mustasia, Linda the Dragon Veiner, and the Great Sage Lainee, as well as Emily Silverhand, whose eyes were still swollen, and a group of silver guards headed by Anacilia.
"I know you're unreliable, so you plan to leave me?" Mustaxia glared at Qin Lun resentfully.
"Are you still following me?" Qin Lun glanced at Elisine at the back of the team and sighed helplessly.
The elf druid turned her face away pretending to be innocent, and the highland elves would intercept her halfway outside the city, naturally because she accidentally slipped her mouth.
In fact, when Qin Lun left this time, his original companions only notified Elistine and Idriya, and did not plan to bring Mastasha with him. The Highland Elves are Harpers, and often exchange information with the Harpers. And now they have become a thorn in the side of the Zhentarim, and they don't want to expose their whereabouts.
"Caution is necessary, but at least we should bid farewell to all of us!" Linda joked while clutching her chest with a wounded look.
"Are you guys coming too?" Qin Lun was taken aback for a moment, and looked at the great sage Lainie, who was the head of the pair of beauties in Candlekeep.
"No, Feral, Linda and I are going back to Candlekeep!" The great sage Leni pushed his glasses, with a tired face on his face, and said with a smile, "Maybe Linda and I concealed it before, We can understand that we cannot gain your trust.
However, please believe that we are not malicious. Silvermoon City has regained its calm, and we should go back, this time to say goodbye. Plus, there are two gifts for you and your companions. "
As Lai Ni said, she took out a palm-sized golden skull from her arms and handed it to Qin Lun, "This is an undead puppet dropped by the necromancer of the Zhentarim Society on the night of the celebration, and the other one has been rendered useless. Repair. Knowing that you are leaving, Alustri erased the soul imprint in it and asked me to hand it over to you."
"This thing... can I use it too?" Qin Lun took the golden skull in surprise. He had seen the power of this thing that night. Except for its lack of intelligence, its physical attack and defense were excellent, comparable to High-level summons.
"Its original master-slave imprint combined with the soul fire has now dissipated. However, I replaced it with a golem core, which has a certain number of uses. After the core spar is consumed, it must be refilled."
Leni moved closer and said softly, "Remember the activation spell..."
Qin Lun carefully wrote down the activation spell, and casually threw it into the team warehouse. When he first got this thing, he got a reminder from the starry sky. This golden skull is a world wonder, but it cannot be brought into the Broken Starry Sky, it can only be used in the world of Toril.
The same is true when you think about it. The Golden Skull is of such a high level that it is estimated that it will be expensive to bring it into the Broken Starry Sky. And they have received all the mission benefits they should have received at this time, Xingkong will naturally no longer acquiesce that this item belongs to the apostle item.
"Also, there is another gift..." Lai Ni saw Qin Lun put away the golden skull, took out a small black jade seal from the sleeve of the mage's robe, smiled and pulled Qin Lun's left hand, covering the back of his hand .
A magical halo flashed on the black jade seal, making Qin Lun feel a slight tingling pain on the back of his hand. He looked down, only to see a castle pattern shining with candlelight on the top of a tower shone slightly on the back of his hand, and then quickly disappeared under the skin.
"The Evidence of Candlekeep?!" Mustasia next to her raised her eyebrows slightly.
"That's right!" Lai Ni nodded to Mustasia, and then said to Qin Lun, "In the future, when you travel around the mainland, if you encounter problems in knowledge, this Candlekeep certificate may be able to help you. Fei Libraries in most cities in London will not refuse the borrowing requests of Candlekeep Evidence scholars."
"Thank you!" Qin Lun thanked him with a smile. He understood that Lai Ni gave him this Candlekeep certificate not simply to apologize for his previous behavior, but his status as an elf prince might have played a role.
You must know that there are quite a lot of books in the collections of the elf courts. Lai Ni wants to establish a relationship with him, and it is estimated that there is also a potential purpose of collecting elf literature for Candlekeep in the future.
"Elisten, Idriya, and Filar, take care all the way!" Emily's red and swollen eyes formed a layer of mist again. The little girl just lost her mentor, and now her friends will leave again. It made her even more sad.
"Don't be sad, we will come back to see you!" Idriya rubbed the little girl's head and hugged her pitifully.
"Prince Feral!" Seeing everyone saying goodbye one by one, Anacilia, who had been waiting at the end, finally stepped forward and asked softly, "Master Alazzo handed over the letter to me, wait for me Get ready, I'm about to set off for Ank Elf Court. However, I don't know anything about King Tynquilas, can you give me any advice?"
"You are the messenger of the Silver Moon Alliance?" Qin Lun's eyes flashed, and then he was overjoyed. He understood the intention of the Silver Moon City Lord's arrangement.
Anacilia is the confidant of the Lord Silvermoon's bodyguard, and she has a special status. Her mission to the Anker Elf Court was not just for sending letters, it was already an official visit, and Alaszhuo obviously had the intention of formally forming an alliance.
Next, as long as there are no problems with King Tynquilas, and when Qin Lun and the others return, the goal of the second stage of the "Star-Moon Alliance" should be considered accomplished.
"Don't worry, King Tynquilas is a friendly king. The Ankh Elf Court will retain the greatest goodwill for the visitors and messengers who bring friendship, and you will successfully complete your mission."
Qin Lun said with a smile, "However, the Anke Elf Court is currently reorganizing the major Moon Elf Courts in the central and southern parts of the mainland, and other surrounding forces may not want to see this, so you must be cautious in your words and deeds along the way. , it is best not to reveal your identity and the purpose of your mission."
"I understand, thank you!" The elf female knight pondered for a while, and bowed to thank you.
After a brief farewell, Qin Lun and his party went on the road again, and Mustaxia finally joined the team. Now that the highland elves have followed, Qin Lun can't refuse the master harpist who has helped a lot.
"Filar, Lord Gilliam wants to talk to you!" Lorraine rode close to Qin Lun on a pony.
"Okay, I'll come right away!" Qin Lun's eyes flashed, and he pulled his mount and walked towards the front of the team.
Gilliam Wildhammer, the official envoy of the dwarven envoy this time, was also the legendary strongman who helped Alustriel kill an assassin on the night of the celebration. This strong dwarf was in his prime of life, and he was a confidant who had followed the dwarf king Bruno in Icewind Dale for many years.
During the three hundred years of the Dwarf King's mercenary career, this powerful dwarf has always been Bruno Warhammer's most trusted partner and subordinate. Compared with the master-servant relationship, the two are more like brothers and mentors.
Gilliam has a big brown beard, his bare arms are bulging and scarred, and he wears a dwarf-like horned helmet with a gray pigtail under the helmet.
When Qin Lun came to him, the dwarf was wrestling with the pony under his buttocks. Although he was not tall, his weight was not light when he developed horizontally. With the heavy double-edged ax and the steel-faced buckler, it was only natural that this short-footed horse refused to take a step.
"Lord Gilliam, let this poor animal go!" Qin Lun greeted with a smile.
"Ah? Hehe, this little thing is really disobedient!" Seeing Qin Lun approaching, Gilliam jumped off the horse in embarrassment, and slapped the pony on the head. The pony neighed aggrievedly, and quickly ran away from the irritable dwarf.
"Feral? I heard Alastriol talk about you, thank you for everything you did for us! Oh, I don't mean the assassination in Silvermoon City, but the time you saved Lorraine!" The old dwarf After blowing his beard, he looked up at Qin Lun.
Qin Lun's heart moved, he jumped off the horse, and walked with the dwarf.
"You are welcome. When we met Lorraine, we just wanted to borrow the power of the Xuefeng dwarves. After all, the Sun Elf envoys were short of manpower at that time." Qin Lun said with regret, "In fact, in the Valley of the Undead, it is the The sacrifice of Elder Loyle and others saved us, and the Xuefeng dwarves don't owe us anything."
"Oh!" Gilliam fell silent, Qin Lun's frankness surprised him.
In fact, Alustriel not only reminded Qin Lun, but also reminded the dwarf of everything about the silver-haired elf. From his first impression, Gilliam didn't like the black-bellied moon elf prince in front of him.
Although he had promised Lorraine before, in fact he still didn't want Qin Lun to go to the dwarf camp.
"Then... what do you want to do with Lorraine this time?" Gilliam asked indifferently.
"We want the Dwarf King's friendship, and I've heard about Mithral Hall from Lorraine. If possible, I hope I can help!" Qin Lun shrugged and said frankly.
"That's it!" Gilliam frowned tightly. The elf prince's frankness made him unable to say what he originally refused to go with him. He could never directly reject a moon elf prince instead of the dwarf king. This has nothing to do with personal preferences.
"Okay, you can go to the camp with Lorraine, but it's more dangerous there, you must remember not to run around." The strong dwarf finally had to agree with his nose, even though he was a little reluctant to let them go to the camp.
After finishing talking with the dwarves, Qin Lun's team channel immediately rang out inquiries from Hill and Rand.
"Qin Lun, is that old dwarf wary of us?"
"Hehe, he didn't want us to join the plot of the Mithral Hall, but I've already dealt with it!" Qin Lun didn't care at all, the kind dwarf was much easier to deal with than the Silver Moon City Lord. When they arrived at the dwarf camp and received the plot mission, it didn't matter whether Gilliam agreed or not.
"Filar, we seem to be being targeted. Look over there..." After the team walked for about half a day, Mustaxia urged the horse to approach Qin Lun, reminding him solemnly.
Following the direction indicated by Mustaxia, Qin Lun turned his head to look. On the edge of a small forest hundreds of meters on the left side of the road, there are five hooded men riding on horses, looking this way.
Seeing that Qin Lun and the others had noticed him, the leader of the five waved at Qin Lun and steered his horse into the woods.