Surviving the Fourth Calamity

Chapter 1154 The Watertight Shar

Leonard, holding the fairy dragon, sat obediently behind Edna... The natural mage took advantage of this aspect, even if it was a giant dragon that didn't like outsiders sitting on its back, it would be a little broken for them. Example.

As for De Weis and the others, they stood in a remodeled messy carriage looking at the annihilated Candlekeep... Although they don't know why these undead people changed the upper part of the carriage into a solid one. A metal cage, but it's not a real cage anyway, so they can only recognize it.

Nasr, on the other hand, sat on the white dragon friend of "Difficult Wind"... This is an adult male white dragon with a relatively simple personality, and he is relatively loose with the passengers on his back... as long as he can't beat him, he can superior.

The undead who are still alive seem to have no choice but to arrange for the Toril native's 'difficult wind'. He turned around and took photos, muttering: "What's wrong with my photos? I'm a professional. Get it? Isn't Edna beautiful?

What fugitives at sea are you looking at? "

The mages and scholars of Candlekeep, who were hiding in the sea and waiting for the end, shouted in panic when the cliff began to collapse towards the sea, and started to swim far away... Some of them were better off with small wooden boats, because they had magic Now, it's pretty fast.

But most people can only either add a swimming skill to themselves, or toss the spell of walking on water, but basically everyone has the blue aura of the water breathing skill.

"Eh?" Nasr pushed the 'difficult wind', "Quick, shoot Candlekeep!"

"Oh~ Oghma still can't hold back." The first time the camera turned, Ransander expressed emotion, "Sure enough, even if there are backups, the God of Knowledge can't tolerate the destruction of so many books."

The blue-green light outlined a virtual image of a library on the large library that had clearly turned into ruins. Countless books were flying towards a door opened in the void, almost forming a vortex.

Above the library, a dark-skinned handsome man also appeared little by little: he was wearing a bright, luxurious, chic knight's tunic with prominently decorated epaulets, a round button on the top An ornate belt depicting an exquisite landscape, and a pair of mesh boots with uppers that end in crystal teardrops that dangle almost to the raised toes.

But normally he always holds the white Jaden in his hand, but this time he didn't see it... At this moment, Oghma is holding up the void gate with his hands up, with a very serious expression and angry eyes Looking at the mages and scholars who didn't look back on the sea... probably disappointed by these escaped believers, none of them thought of running away with their books.

A gray-black soul stood dumbly beside Oghma, with blue flames burning on his body, probably intending to burn away the filth on Urlant's soul... However, since he was only trembling slightly but did not lie down Judging from the way he was wailing on the ground, this guy wasn't in too much pain... It seemed that even though Oghma was dissatisfied with the people who did things for him, he still fulfilled his promise.

Oghma suddenly looked to the north: "Shar!"

His voice resounded throughout the Northland, "I don't care about Urlante with you! But you must ensure that all libraries built by the Trashiel elves must have a place in the God of Knowledge!"

The Daughter of the Night, who was fiddling with the gray-black phantom like a large lizard in her hand, froze for a moment, her expression quickly changed from indifference to cold, and she stood up directly.

"Dear Lady of the Night." Martha's sudden appearance interrupted her actions, "His Majesty William said, in Toril's library, to build a small temple for Toril's library god, for him ,definitely no problem.

The god of knowledge in Trassil wanted nothing to do with Toril.

But only Toril. "

Shar's expression slowly became calm: "This is my business, but it's just a fight with Oghma! We can't make him pay the price."

"Candlekeep, if it just collapsed, the books with protective magic won't be destroyed so easily." Martha lowered her head slightly, "There's nothing wrong with Oghma's request... The explosives of the undead are indeed overkill. amounted.

The original plan was to only blow up the underground labyrinth and the cemetery...but everyone worried that they had put too little of the undead who buried the explosives, so they put a little more. "

Just a little bit... a little bit of everyone... Hill didn't know why he suddenly thought of this sentence, and there was an inexplicable embarrassing expression on his face.

Shar froze for a moment, tilted his head and thought for a while, then nodded quietly.

The sky above Candlekeep, which was already a little dark due to the dusk, suddenly turned completely black... On both sides of the sky, although the rays of the setting sun were slowly receding, there was still a lingering aftertaste.

Shar's voice also resounded through the sky, plain and tinged with coldness: "The library created by other gods, even if it was built by the Trassil elves, is not within this scope.

The rest can, but that can only be in the world of Toril. "

Oghma turned his head and thought about it... Candlekeep is only worth so much.

Anyway, what he wanted was the floating library that the elves kept talking about... If such a special library didn't have his temple of Oghma next to it, it would be a humiliation to him.

As for other worlds, he also has his own pride, it’s just preaching, and no one has any useful believers... Candlekeep’s believers who were first trained by the previous Mystra and then tricked by Shar don’t count!
Oghma curled her lips, black pupil Mystra just played too hard, she played herself to death!
As for Shar... Half of Candlekeep has been allocated to Mystra, how could the Daughter of the Night not reach out?
If it wasn't for the fact that the twin goddesses don't like to fight directly with outsiders, Oghma wouldn't have said this... If it was Lansander, he would have rushed to fight with him and say who is right and who is wrong!

Wait, that Edna is said to be a descendant of Azuth, Lord Aglea is also a descendant of Corellon himself, what if they build a library in the name of their ancestors?
Besides, the Trasil elves are closely related to so many gods, what if they borrow a name at will?

Shar is trying to hide the truth?
"That can't be done." Oghma said very vigilantly, "I know how many gods the Trasil elves are associated with!
You should know what price I paid to save these books!This kind of condition can't get rid of me! "

Shar smiled lightly: "You think too much. The Trasil elves really don't want to open a library by themselves and use someone else's name.

But, you should also know that Trasil elves are often hired by gods... If the person in charge is another god, why can't they make decisions for others! "

Oghma hesitated for a few seconds, remembering one of the most frequent employers of the undead... What if Ransander wanted to build a library?
The thought of appearing in the same building complex with the Lord of Dawn made his forehead tingle a little.

Shar noticed Oghma's vacillation, and seized the time to attack quickly: "So, if the Trassil elves were hired by other gods, it would be impossible to build a temple for the pantheon of knowledge.

As for what will happen afterwards, that is your own business. "

Oghma always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't think of the reason... He frowned slightly, did anyone try to reach out to the realm of knowledge and scribes?

He never doubted Shar's well-informedness... If so, let Miril go out and investigate.

During this period of time, in order to prevent being dragged into the path of fate due to the complicated relationship with Mystra in the past, the singer almost blocked himself in the kingdom of God and remained motionless... But when encountering major events related to the gods, the only one who can Being useful in this regard, he continued to shut himself up!
Thoughts flew to Oghma, who was nine days away, and nodded reservedly: "Then... it's settled! This time, the matter of Candlekeep will be settled."

Oghma knew that, after all, Trasil had his own god of knowledge, and he wouldn't go to war with the gods of the outside world just because of this.

"Ah! As expected of Shar, she doesn't blink when she cheats people." Selûne said with emotion.

"Oghma will cry in the future, right? Surely he will?" Ransander said expectantly, spreading his wings, "Tsk, I really want to see his funny expression right away!"

"That can't be done." Selûne said solemnly, "This is just the beginning! There are already so many people who are either unlucky or embarrassing!

The longer the time, the more people will definitely be involved!
And we... this is a rare time not to be on the stage, but to sit and watch others perform!

Don't smash the stage for me!Did you hear me?
Otherwise, I will never die with you! "

Lansander drew a zipper in front of his mouth with his wings, and he didn't dare to roll his eyes... Selûne, who spoke harshly, was actually more terrifying than Shar.

Because Moon Maiden dares to do anything...and never thinks about the consequences.

Sitting on the back of the white dragon, Edna and her fellow white dragon fell into confusion: Is Shar helping her or cheating her?

Then she shook her head quickly, shaking the absurd fantasy out of her head.

She couldn't help expressing her heartfelt emotion to Leonard who was sitting on the side: "I didn't expect that!
One day I can see the Goddess of the Dark Night being so reasonable, and I am really on guard!
She...is really good to William~"

Leonard nodded in agreement, then turned his head and asked curiously: "Is the Goddess of the Night worried that Aglaia will build a library someday?"

"Sill...when does he need to hire someone to build a house for himself? Did he even build the city wall by himself?" Edna couldn't help asking him, "You really think too much! He probably has to dislike the undead for their slow hands and feet. There are many things."

Leonard frowned in confusion... So what is Shar guarding against?
(End of this chapter)