Twenty Sided Dice

"Our purpose is not to destroy the orcs, but to make them feel pain." The three lords looked at each other and seemed to have reached an agreement, so the masked man sitting on the left said: "We already know the location of the port of the orc island. They built nine shipyards, and built warships day and night at 'Makabuta'. We hope that with the help of the Mages Association, we can destroy this port and wipe out the orc navy."

The Lion King looked at William Eric, who nodded. The traveling mage knew the geography and terroir of the New World very well. He took out his staff and waved it gently, and a gleam of dust flew in the air, and then coalesced into a picture showing the northern landscape. On this map, mountains, rivers, vegetation, and towns are marked, and one of the towns on the coastline is shining brightly—there is Macabuta.

Siegel's eyes flickered, trying to remember the entire map in his mind.

"Makabuta means the end of the Heihe River, just at the exit of the Heihe Gorge. It can only be reached by land by crossing the mountains. Between Waterdeep City and Macabuta, there are four large wildling tribes and three Orc town-level stronghold, it is roughly estimated that there are 70,000 enemies blocking this route. The totem of the savages will interfere with the magic effect, and the witch sacrifice of the orcs is very sensitive to the fluctuation of surrounding energy, especially the spells such as teleportation and flight, which are very It is easy to startle the snake and attract the army to round up." Archmage William pointed to the map to explain, and finally he concluded: "You can only walk over."

"So, can't we pass by sea?" the Lion King asked. He turned his eyes to the lords and asked for their opinion.

"It's hard to do." The lord said in a heavy tone: "There are not enough warships in Waterdeep City to attack Makabuta, and we plan to ask the Star Kingdom for help. This will cost us a lot, but it's better than It's better to sit in the city of distress."

"The Mages Association still hopes that the current state of the Autonomous Territory in Waterdeep City will not change," Alexander said.

"This is the agreement reached between the lords and the Mage Federation, and it will be abided by. Similarly, we require the use of the Federation's teleportation circle to quickly go to the Starry Country. There we will mobilize allies and form a fleet as soon as possible. "

"The teleportation circle is always waiting for the arrival of the messenger, and we will make preparations in advance. But remember, no armed forces can use the teleportation circle. This is the bottom line that cannot be crossed."

The lords nodded to show their compliance, so this became an agreement between the two parties. Siegel highlighted the relevant sentences in the parchment, which he presented to the archmages and lords. After that, there was a brief silence on both sides, the only sound left in the room was the ticking of the water timer and the crackling of the firewood burning in the fireplace. Doctor Faranis twisted his body in his chair, yawned, and finally opened his eyes that had been closed for a long time. He frowned, his eyes swept across everyone's faces, and then said to the lords: "Don't waste any more time, hurry up and talk about important things. Now our Federation and Waterdeep are allies who help each other, so don't go around in circles. Yes. Even with the fleet, the raid on Macabut is more of a desperate operation. What about the orcs on the northern lands?"

The lords stood up, bowed deeply, and then said: "Waterdeep City will send the elite of the guard regiment, under the leadership of the Blood Flame Knight Count Maxim, from the land to the end of the Black River, waiting for an opportunity to burn down the entire port. . . . We need the guidance and help of the Mages Federation, and to attract the attention of the orc armies on the sea and on land, so that the raid can be successful."

"It's a foolish plan, but it's not hopeless," said the doc. "The real enemy is still hiding behind the scenes, calculating the stakes in his hands, measuring the winners and losers, and he has the upper hand. Your plan is full of loopholes, but there are One advantage - he will paralyze the enemy's vigilance and grow his pride. And pride will make him lose his chance of victory. The blood fire knight is proficient in tactics, cautious, tenacious and calm, and he is a person who can be trusted; colleagues and students of the Federation have long been There is no good practice opportunity, and this time I just went to the front to see it. Everything is just the beginning."

"Thank you for your support, Doctor Doctor." The lords bowed again. "If there is a mage who can fight the orcs, our chances of winning will greatly increase. So please let Waterdeep take care of the cost of recruiting mage followers to show your heart."

Chief Mage Alexander and Faranis exchanged glances, confirmed their opinions through telepathy, and then agreed. But he turned to the lords and asked: "What's your schedule?"

"The troops in Waterdeep City will begin to mobilize within a month, and the mercenaries and entourage will also begin to be established at that time. We believe that the fleet will also be formed and start to set off." The lords were obviously prepared, and they He quickly replied: "We will announce the organization of a contest in five days, and it will be officially held in three weeks. The winner will be awarded a knighthood and a territory. This will attract many players from the New World to come here. At the same time, we also Ten pioneering knights will be prepared to fight for the orcs' southern territories and support them in building castles."

"Everything is for Waterdeep," the lords added at last.

"Then I will follow the fleet." Traveling mage William said, "I just need to go out to sea once, so I will save the transportation."

"We will prepare the best ship for you," said the lord.

"Paint the sails purple," said the Traveling Mage.

"Okay, the lords also have things to do, so we won't waste any more time." The Lion King stood up, spread out his hands to the lords, and said, "We will start working on the agreement reached this time, may magic Always, always triumphant."

The lords nodded and bowed before leaving the venue.

After Siegel recorded the parchment, he respectfully placed it on the conference table. He felt the pressure in front of the three archmages, and even without raising his head, he could feel three eyes watching him. He backed away from the house, but was stopped as he approached the gate.

"Young man, Siegel." It was Dr. Faranis who spoke. Siegel raised his head and found that the old man was looking at him relaxedly, his blue eyes gleaming faintly under the light of the fire. "Do you like learning magic?" he asked.

"Yes, magic is very interesting." Siegel replied immediately without any hesitation.

"You are very talented, I heard some colleagues mention you, 'the fastest person to become an apprentice mage'. They said that you mastered simple magic in only two months of study salon. I have to ask which teachers teach Such a good teaching effect will affect the income of the federation.”

The Lion King nodded and said in agreement, "I also think it is necessary to increase the price."

William Eric covered his mouth with his fist and coughed twice to hide his smile. He turned to Siegel in a gentle tone: "You can put on the blue robe soon, it is the suggestion of Lord Faranis. The Federation has always supported promising students and helped them grow. But you also need to know , you can become a trainee mage in advance to allow you to have access to a wider range of spells, but there are also requirements - you need to exceed the standard of a trainee mage within a year, otherwise you will also lose your blue robe."

At this time, Faranis narrowed his eyes, and his hand squeezed the staff involuntarily, looking very nervous. He watched Siegel, pressed his lips, absorbed in what he was going to say next.

"What should I do to quickly increase my spell power?" Siegel asked.

"Only practice." The Ph.D. relaxed and replied. "Just as a warrior is constantly wielding a long sword, a mage is nothing but a user of another power."

"Okay, apprentice mage, continue to study, don't waste your life on accompanying us a few old people." The Lion King Alexander said. When he said this, the Traveling Mage William pouted and shook his head, looking very dissenting.

"You can retire," said the Ph.D.

Siegel saluted again, quietly exited the room, and closed the door. After a short silence, the three mages exchanged glances. Alexander first asked: "Master Faranis, are you sure it is this person?"

The Ph.D. frowned, hesitated for a moment, and then nodded slowly. He said: "The future is made up of countless pasts, and it is difficult for even gods to peep into the future directly. I only saw some fragmented fragments in the fantasy, but the child did give me A familiar feeling. In a future, he will seek strength and take the initiative to go to the north, so that there will be a king there, and the situation of the northern orcs will be changed. In this way, the Federation will not suffer a major disaster."

"But even if you fail, you haven't foreseen the destruction of the Federation, right?" Alexander was always full of confidence, so he said: "Disaster is nothing, I believe that only through hardships can we grow. No matter the future of the river. How to flow, always rely on yourself to swim forward."

"I agree with you." William put his feet on the table, leaned back in the chair, and stretched out. He said lightly, "Unlike you two poor bastards, I'm going on vacation to the sea. So even if you can't handle the Knox or the Orcs, call me back as late as possible - or I'll laugh at you. "

"Humph! Don't take it lightly, the sea clan is not easy to deal with. Their evil priests are fighting at home, you'd better find a way to make a pair of cheeks."

"A pair? A bunch is fine!" William, who was proficient in transformation spells, bounced off his chair and floated in the air. The robes behind him turned into bat wings, flapping, providing flight power.

"Let's all do our own thing." The Loremaster stood up and leaned his body weight on the staff. "Let's keep hope, and the rest will depend on hard work." After speaking, he used teleportation to disappear.

Chief Mage Alexander said goodbye, then turned around and disappeared. Only William flew out of the conference room, making many junior mages who saw him envious.