Who made me a red dragon

Chapter 138 Next Step

After the death of the priestess, the sea-blue staff fell from the air. Miles caught the staff and put on the alchemist goggles to look at it. He shook his head involuntarily.

"The effect is good, but it's a pity that the belief is limited, and it needs divine power as the driving force, so it can only be used as a collectible."

Under Maud's greedy eyes, Miles put the staff into the dimension bag.

After finishing this task, he turned his head and looked into the distance. Just as he was about to fly into the distance, Maud showed a hint of worry at this moment.

"Master Miles, you said we killed the high priest of Talos, will he attack us?"

Hearing this sentence, Miles couldn't help but change his face.

"Probably not? We didn't kill his chosen people, don't think too much, it's just a priest."

"oh oh."

The black dragon nodded, and Miles on the side didn't plan to waste any more time, he said.

"Let's go back."

"Yes."

The giant dragon spread its wings, and after a while, it turned into a black spot on the far horizon.

Two hours later, Miles returned to the Cherimba Swamp, lying on his stomach in the cave covered with gold coins. Miles just wanted to take a rest, but when he thought of the poor performance of the black dragon on this trip, he couldn't help but sternly said.

"Maude, do you know? I am very disappointed in you on this expedition!"

Maude obviously knew that his performance was very bad this time. He did not argue at all and just nodded repeatedly.

"I'm sorry, Lord Miles, I have let you down, I swear that I will definitely make up for this mistake with excellent performance in the future!"

"make up?"

Miles snorted.

"I don't see in your face that you have any intention of making up for it!"

A look of panic flashed across Maude's face like a shriveled skeleton, and he whispered.

"How come, I will make it up, absolutely"

"enough!"

Miles interrupted Maude's words. At this moment, he gradually realized that the black dragon in front of him had gradually become an "old fritter" in getting along with him, and he wanted to turn him into a loyal helper. It's completely impossible.

"Humans are still easy to control."

Sighing slightly in his heart, Miles also gave up the idea of ​​teaching Maud a lesson. Who made him short of manpower now? Maud is a black dragon in his prime, and his combat power is of great help to his new force.

Don't think about it anymore, Myers looked directly into the dark eyes of the black dragon, and he said heavily.

"Remember what you said today, and don't let me find out that you are lazy or careless in the tasks that follow."

"Yes Yes!"

"Let's end this matter here, I have a task for you now, finish it for me!"

"Please tell me, I must overfulfill the task!"

"I'm going to form a cavalry unit. Now go to the High Wasteland and get me a team of wargs. This task is not difficult. Don't disappoint me."

"Warg?"

Thinking of the Warg, Maude's face showed a trace of confidence, and he patted his chest for assurance.

"Master Miles, don't worry, as long as I fly in front of them, these creatures will automatically come to cast, let alone a pack of wolves, even two or three will be fine."

"Then get me three!"

"Okay, Lord Miles."

"Go down and prepare for the mission."

"Yes."

After handing over the task of finding the warg to Maude, Miles is finally free now, and his main task next is to find the remnants of Nether. As long as he finds the remnants of Nether, he will get everything in that ruin.

Whether it is the Miser energy core or the secret that Leopold said, it will become his property.

Just looking for the remnants of Netheril is indeed a very time-consuming task. After all, for the current continent of Faerun, the magical civilization of Netheril has been extinct for more than 700 years.

But fortunately Miles knew where Nether Remnants existed, and there were still piles of them, and that place was the City of Shadows.

From those human books, Miles knew that this city floating in the sky was part of the Netheril civilization that perished thousands of years ago. Maybe he could grab an Arcanist from there?
With such thoughts in mind, Miles couldn't help but nodded.

"It is indeed possible, but the City of Shadows is too dangerous. I am afraid that there are several legendary arcanists. If I fly directly to arrest people, I am looking for death. I have to plan it secretly."

There was a thoughtful look in the brown pupils, and Miles unconsciously held a red gemstone in his hand.

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Chester sneaked quietly on the wooden beams, and none of the patrolling guards found him. His figure was like a ghost in the dark, cold and deadly.

His eyes swept over the two guards below him, and a scornful smile appeared on the corner of Chester's mouth. Since he gained power, these guards in front of him were simply ignored by him.

Quietly approaching the top of the two guards, Chester slightly pulled out the dagger at his waist, took a deep breath, jumped up, and fell from the sky like a black panther, the sharp dagger bypassed the thick armor, accurately Inserting it into the guard's neck, the guard died in his hands before he could even scream.

After dealing with the guard, Chester raised his head. Beside him, another guard was looking at him in horror.

Chester knew what the guard wanted to do. He wanted to call out to his teammates. From his slightly trembling Adam's apple, Chester clearly understood what the guard was thinking.

It's just that his throat will never make a sound, the knife flashed, and the guard who was about to make a sound couldn't help but spit out a stream of blood from his neck. He opened his mouth and tried to say something, but he never had the chance.

He took a step forward and caught the opponent's body, so that the impact sound of the guards would not be heard when they fell to the ground.

Dragging the bodies of the two guards to the other side, Chester said to himself.

"Shift changes every 10 minutes, I have to hurry up."

After speaking, he sank into the shadow ahead again.

Three minutes later, Chester came to a silent corridor. In front of the corridor, a door was waiting for him to open.

"Is the Frost Talisman there?"

According to the information collected before, the Frost Amulet he was looking for should be stored here by members of the Caulker family, but before entering this door, he had to solve another problem.

His eyes fell on the other side of the passage. If the information was correct, the mage hired by the Caulker family lived in that house.

Slowly moving there, through the gap in the window, Chester saw a mage wearing a blue rune robe sitting cross-legged on the bed, with his eyes slightly closed, as if he was meditating.

"Meditation? This is really a good time."

Mage is indeed an extremely powerful profession in Faerun, but for rogues lurking in the shadows, mage is not terrible, it just takes more patience.

Gently pushing the door open, Chester stepped into the room. The old mage's eyes were closed tightly, obviously meditating on the critical moment.

Chester tried his best to hold his breath, and even the breath on his body gradually returned to nothingness. He walked to the front of the mage step by step. At this time, the mage in meditation seemed to sense something. His brows frowned, and then he opened his eyes. , but the moment he opened his eyes, what greeted him was a sharp dagger.

A cold light flashed, and a terrified look appeared on the mage's face. He wanted to cast a spell, but it was too late. The dagger pierced his chest without hindrance, pierced his heart, and his life died accordingly.

Pushing the still warm body away from the dagger, Chester said to himself.

"It's time to find the Frost Amulet."

He turned his head and walked towards the door to the side, but at this moment, something hidden in his chest suddenly trembled.

(End of this chapter)