Twenty Sided Dice

"This time may be different," said Sir Bill. "His Royal Highness was seriously injured in the troll attack, and his life is hanging by a thread. I have seen the injury, the trachea in the neck, the heart and lungs in the chest, and even if the priest is around, there is nothing that can be done and can only wait to die. But one The lamp **** flew over and brought a small bottle of unknown medicine, saying it could heal the wound. We don't know how it learned about it, and we didn't trust it at first, but its life was hanging by a thread. Only a dead horse can be used as a living horse doctor. After one night, His Royal Highness miraculously regained vitality, and he could even continue to command the team to move forward. The Count did not reveal what the lamp **** said, but the team was indeed there. Turned after the evening, all the way north."

"The lamp god? It's unimaginable. What happened later? Where is His Highness now?" Siegel asked.

"It's in that cave, but it's been out of touch for a long time." Sir Bill pointed to the half-collapsed cave entrance and said, "You also heard at the duty meeting that the first wave of people who went in to explore the way contracted the plague. He died, but His Royal Highness still led his team to enter. His Excellency the Earl, eight Dawn Guards and the Sanming Court Mage accompanied them in, and then they never came out. The knights and mercenaries sent people to look for them, but found nothing. I also entered the cave once. Several times, a rope was tied around his waist, but he quickly reached the bottom of the cave and had to go back the same way. I guess there may be magic or other magical things, but no one knows where His Royal Highness went, and now it is What is the situation. So I can only wait here."

"That is to say, everyone is trapped here because of His Royal Highness's actions?" Siegel scratched his head, unable to do anything about the current situation. "He's a prince, and he's not an ordinary adventurer. He came to the City Wall Mountains to search for treasures?"

"No, His Highness still has a mission, I know it from the earl - to pardon the Orcs and give them the status of free men. Fanxing Nation needs both laborers and strong soldiers. This pardon will bring great benefits. the benefits of."

"But I saw that the Orcs were still afraid of steel. They could only survive by hiding in the deep mountains. The Orc army had assembled and raged on the sea. Waterdeep used the nomads on the grasslands while calling them savages. Next time in the New World The race war is on the verge of breaking out, and the prince is here hunting for treasure?"

"You're right." Sir Bill raised his head, but closed his eyes. "But boy, remember the knight's code? Obedience comes first. Don't you think I should admonish him, or even stop him?" Sir Bill sighed. "I've tried, but a lot of times things don't work out. So Ruyi, you can't expect your lord to be a perfect person, and he can't do everything right at the same time, it can only happen first. Siegel, do you think the goblins are pitiful?"

Siegel nodded and said frankly: "If you don't help them and give them hope of life, I think the orcs will soon become lowly creatures like goblins. They are all terrified, terrified by civilization, It's almost back to the original."

"Siegel, you're still young, you've experienced few things, and the orcs aren't as vulnerable as you think. How many people are in need of rescue in such a vast world? Even goblins, orcs, even if they are evil , don't you need help? You need to know that some of them should really be brave enough to help themselves. Not far from the outpost, there is a half-orc village. When I sent free mercenaries to guard it, I specifically explained it. However, as long as there are half-orcs who can come for help, let them come, and I will give them food, let them start with combat followers, and stop discriminating against them. But in the first half month, not a single half-orc contacted us. Later, when I went to that village, there were two orcs with disabled legs. I brought food to them and asked them to give a message to the people in the village, saying that I would like to help the orcs here obtain civilian status, so that they can walk out from now on. The mountains, or to farm, or to work, but still no one answered."

"I also passed by that village and gave them food, but they just thanked them." Siegel thought of those half-orcs.

"Actually, for me, it doesn't make any difference whether I go to save the orcs first or find the treasures first. It's my duty. Although His Highness has a kingdom that needs to learn how to govern, and countless subjects are waiting for him to lead, but here... He hesitated, then said: "But we can't shape the world according to our own ideas. We are only mortals, not gods. We are not beyond life and death, we are only mortal."

"Then what else can we do?" Siegel asked, "We can only wait for the king to appear?"

Sir Bill looked into Siegel's eyes and saw confusion and doubt in them. Thinking about fate and the future is a necessary step for a boy to grow into a man. Only after this step can a boy change from "what others want me to do" to understand what he wants and what he wants to do. Siegel stood at the door of this step, waiting for Jazz's answer. So Tiger-Bill said, "Do you know why I have to be a lord knight?" He paused, then said, "Only by becoming a lord can I improve the lives of the people under my rule and realize my own ideas. I can't use force to change the whole world, and I don't want to do so. I only hope to be an example of knights, because I believe that the power of example can change the world. I lost a chance, but as long as His Royal Highness and the Earl If I can be safe, I can regain this opportunity to realize my dream, and I can go to Fanxing Kingdom to run my territory."

"I'll help you Sir, always." Siegel nodded, his black eyes looking at the cave entrance of the mountain. An expedition, Siegel thought, an expedition to rescue His Highness, what is it? He stroked the twenty-sided dice on his chest, all the spells spinning in his head.

The tiresome rain finally stopped, but the temperature in the mountains is getting lower and lower, frost has begun to fall in the slightly higher places, and autumn is almost over. Everyone is still trapped here, there is no news of the prince, no news of the Dawn Guard, only news from the grassland.

Waterdeep has completed the knight's competition, and Evan Staten from Ruoshuihe became the double champion of swordsmanship and riding, and was awarded the title of knight. He is gathering with the guards of Waterdeep, crossing the steppe, preparing to fight the orcs to the death. "There is a team of 40,000 people, including wizards." The wind on the grassland is also delivering such news, so that every "wild man" knows. Many nomadic tribes got out of the way and decided to wait and see. However, most tribes joined the expedition in Waterdeep. Because they know the dangers of the orcs, the merchants of Waterdeep have always been happy to pay their gratuities—in grain, cloth, iron, and salt.

The news reached the city walls and mountains, and all the castles on the defense line entered martial law, because everyone knew that there must be despicable spies who would pass the news to the orcs, and the orcs could preempt them at any time. Spears and bows and arrows were taken from the cellar and re-polished; shields were re-strengthened, and swords were polished. A large amount of wood and rolling stones were moved to the city wall, and all the food and grass in a radius of 100 miles were collected and piled up in the storeroom of the castle. The civilians at the foot of the mountain were driven from their homes, and the long whip kept them all the way to the south. Head south to avoid the warring fronts, and there is also Waterdeep, the legendary city of abundance and peace. So two long teams appeared on the grassland, one marched north with high fighting spirit, and the other stumbled and fled south.

"I don't object to killing orcs. But those who kill me must support my people." The lords of the City Wall Mountains basically think like this.

The footsteps of the war are getting closer, but Siegel has no time to worry about it. The young mage apprentice has been observing the conditions of the cave, using his limited knowledge to analyze it. Obviously, there used to be a castle built by dwarves here. Although only the ruins are left, there are still many clues for reference. The runes on the walls are in Old Dwarven, also known as Mora Dwarven~www.readwn.com~ is the original script of the dwarves. There are too few words in this script, and the meaning is too refined, so it was gradually replaced by the popular dwarven language, which is only used by learned dwarven rune masters and dwarven patron saint priests. Even dwarven kings and high lords know only a little about the language. Siegel wasn't expecting the abundance of Mora dwarven languages ​​to be found here.

"I studied this script in the library on the top of Mora, but I didn't master it. I could only read it roughly." Siegel explained to Janet-they were always inseparable. "It seems to be talking about 'the land that captures the sky', I don't quite understand what it means. Dwarves' fortresses are rarely exposed to the outdoors, which is against their nature. Dwarves prefer to make their homes inside the mountains, only the rocks above them can give them A sense of security. The city is the opposite, with a lot of space outside. It might have something to do with what they meant by capturing the sky, but I've never been able to figure out what it was referring to."

"Maybe this is why the fortress was destroyed?" Janet said, "If it's inside the mountain, it won't be smashed by the landslide, right?"

Siegel nodded, and the two continued to walk forward holding hands. Janet was also paying attention to her surroundings, but she was looking for the sign of the Knox Commons. "In the basin near the Black Blood Castle, there is a possible ancient ruin." This is the record she saw from the information of the Common Society. Similar to this record, there are many ruins in the Walled Mountains, most of which are hidden by the dangerous terrain and the passage of time. Janet wasn't sure if this cave was one of the ruins, she was just worried that the Knox Commonwealth had already taken the lead and even set up traps in advance. But judging from her investigation, there is only one group of people here, that is, the team of His Royal Highness.