Arcane Journey

Chapter 277 'Storm Queen' Xinbu

Firelight danced softly across the old and faded map of Faerûn.

This map is painted on the ceiling of Storm Silverhand's kitchen.

Melikai Ranger Azara Hawkhand looked up at the familiar coastline and forest thoughtfully, then lowered his head, looked at the delicacies on the plate, and said, "Ah, great, this taste... ..."

You Xia was about to express his feelings about the food, when a full belch suddenly appeared, interrupting his words abruptly.

Sitting next to him is his best friend Methema Elasme, who used to be the naughtiest silver knight in Silvermoon City. She always said whatever she wanted without hesitation.

After receiving the request for help from Misty Valley, he brought an elite group of silver knights and came here to support through the teleportation circle.

"There must be something good in it, Aunt Storm." The leader of the Silver Knights, who had long since resigned as the lord of Silvermoon City, grinned and asked curiously, "Would you like to tell us the secret recipe of this pot of food?"

The hostess is giving medicine to a young boy.

This is a potion from Waterdeep City. It is said that it was researched by the masked lord Kelben during his lifetime. It has a very significant effect on the plague of death spread by the City of Shadows.

She just turned her head and smiled softly at them, "Thirty boiled snake eyes must be fresh. Be careful, they can only be the eyes of poisonous snakes."

The satiated knights in silver suits were sitting around the sparkling table, holding hot green tea. After hearing this sentence, they seemed to think it was a joke, and they all laughed naively.

Only Azala and Methema didn't smile. They glanced at each other and raised their eyebrows, knowing that the bard of Shadow Valley didn't seem to be joking.

As a ranger, Azara is a very careful person. He glanced at the back of the storm, slightly restrained his smile, and asked tentatively, "Are you kidding?"

Storm turned around, waterfall-like silver hair swaying on his shoulders, like countless restless snakes, "No."

Methema bared her teeth, Azara opened her mouth wide in surprise, sighed again, and looked up at the map on the ceiling.

"elder sister?"

At this moment, this voice suddenly appeared in Storm Silver Hand's mind. It was so menacing that it made her gasp and almost spilled the medicine soup.

She is dipping her fingertips in a medicinal soup to be fed to a sick child.

The child's mother stepped back in panic, pulling her sick son behind her.

The whole valley knows that if the bard makes any sudden or unexpected actions, the magic power is easily aroused, and people will die if they do so.

Seeing this scene, the silver knights of Azara and Methemar all turned ugly, and subconsciously distanced themselves from the Harper leader.

"Sister, what's the matter?" Storm replied loudly, as if he was talking to himself, and tried to appease the peasant woman in front of him, "With such a beautiful weather, is the Queen of Agoralon willing to contact me at last?"

"Ethna Astoma, that's enough! Where is that old bastard in Elminster, and how can I not find him and feel where he is?"

A portal emerged from the flowing magical energy, and a tall woman appeared from the gradually shrinking magic circle.

She was wearing a tattered black robe, her silver hair danced like a group of snakes, and her eyes were like burning silver stars.

Seeing this scene, Azara's eyes shrank in fright, and quickly took a few steps back, trying to keep a distance from the other party without noticing it.

Methema on the side apparently didn't notice this situation. When she heard the news from the inquiry about the sage of Shadow Valley, she subconsciously answered, "The old mage has gone to hell."

"boom!"

A crackling bolt of lightning shot out from the hand of the uninvited woman, hitting the leader of the Silver Knights.

Without warning, without warning.

The lightning flashed and exploded, Methema screamed, her body soared into the air uncontrollably, and the cloak embroidered with the emblem of Silvermoon City fluttered in the wind.

His body passed through the kitchen like a sharp arrow, hit the wall heavily, made a loud noise and wailed, and then slid off the wall to the ground like a broken doll.

Azala quickly lowered his head, narrowly dodging a plate that flew over his scalp, and he was so shocked that he almost laughed out loud when he saw his friend in a panic.

In the end, he tried his best to restrain the smile in his heart, because at this moment, everyone in the kitchen was silently looking at Simbu, the storm queen from Aglaron.

"Methema was right."

Storm took a deep breath, motioned for the peasant woman to put the sick child in her arms and left, and then said to Simbu, who looked like a mad woman, "He has indeed... gone to Baator Hell."

"what is the problem?"

When Simbu heard this, her expression changed suddenly. She looked both scared and excited, so much so that she avoided all etiquette and directly broke her consciousness into Storm's mind on her own.

Evidently, she couldn't wait to see what the bards of Shadowdale knew.

Memories and pictures in my mind kept flashing and colliding, which frightened the peasant woman and her child who ran to the door, and also frightened Azara and others.

Inadvertently, the chaos came to an abrupt end. In the bright room, Storm was trembling and sweating profusely. As Simbu's consciousness disappeared, her mind was clear again.

"I'm going to hell to find him right now!" said the Wizard Queen of Aglaron coldly.

After speaking, he raised his hand to open the portal and leave.

"Wait a minute!" Storm quickly stopped her and said, "The goddess has her own arrangements for this matter. The most important thing for us right now is how to resist the attack of the city of ghosts."

"This is about the magic net..." Storm added the last sentence in Simbu's ear in a low and inaudible voice.

This sentence was very effective, and immediately suppressed the impulsive witch.

"Then why waste time here, let's get rid of the group of ghost people who are in the way." The witch said with frost on her face.

Her tattered black robe and silver hair danced wildly without wind, and the violent energy that symbolized magical energy unconsciously ignited in her bright star pupils.

"Things are not as simple as you think."

Storm took his sister's hand, and patiently comforted the grumpy witch softly, "This problem can't be solved by killing a few ghosts, besides... In short, we need to think long-term about this matter, and we need to wait for someone's decision." arrival……"

"Wait for who?"

As if responding to the witch's words, the sound of subtle footsteps came from outside the door, attracting most people's attention.

Azala picked up his good friend Methema, and looked out the door.

He saw the mage lord who rescued him from the demiplane approaching, followed by a drow girl who was inseparable.

In Azara's opinion, the Lord Protector of Cormyr was too young.

But his deep black eyes were full of wisdom that shouldn't be available at this age, as if there was a flowing flame inside, or overflowing starlight.

"In just a few days, his strength has stepped into the realm of legend." Feeling the breath of the mage lord's body restrained in it, Azala felt a little inconceivable.

Brian walked around the table with Santilla, feeling everyone's curious eyes focused on him, he subconsciously glanced at the surrounding situation.

Seeing the chaotic kitchen, Methema in distress, and the tall woman in a tattered black robe who didn't care about her smooth white skin being exposed, he immediately guessed the general process.

Under such circumstances, he could only bite the bullet and deliberately ignore the mad witch, nodded slightly to the Harper leader, and said politely, "Ms. Storm, I am ready. If your reinforcements arrive, we will Plans for Shadow City can now be arranged."

"Who is he?" Simbu looked at Brian with a bad expression, and asked the storm.

"His name is Brian, the lord of Mokou Town, the Lord Protector of the Kingdom of Cormyr." The leader of the Harpist looked at his sister suspiciously.

Since Simbu had just forcibly searched through the memories in her mind, it was impossible to know nothing about Brian.

She could only helplessly introduce to her, "Cormyr's army will help us resist the invaders, and Mr. Brian will be responsible for arranging a detailed plan for us on how to target the City of Shadows."

"Hi, Ms. Simbu, the queen of Agoralon." Brian, who was observant of everything, noticed the strange behavior of the storm. He offered his right hand and greeted him politely and neither humble nor overbearing.

Then, he added insincerely, "It's a pleasure to work with you."

When he finished the second sentence, Brian felt that this was the most against his will ever uttered.

After all, he was still very impressed with the character of the crazy witch in front of him.

Simbu, whose real name is Ella Silan Silverhand, is one of the Seven Sisters of the North, the queen of Agoraron, queen of witches, known as the 'Queen of Storms', and a voter of Mystra.

In the early years, Ella Silan was raised by the witches entrusted to Leatherman by the goddess of magic Mystra. As a reward, Mystra gave the witches spells so that they could rule Leatherman and fight against the red-robed wizards of Searle.

Soon after, Ella Sila left Leatherman and began to roam the planes, where her whereabouts were unknown for approximately 400 years.

She later became apprentice and heir to Liane, Queen of Aglaron, and eventually succeeded to the throne.

After becoming queen, Ella Silan changed her name to Simbu.

It is said that the name Simbu originated from a deity worshiped by ancient tribes. There is also a saying that it is a violent battle mage. Since then, the name Elaslan has rarely been mentioned.

Among the seven sisters, Simbu is the most independent and willful.

She once publicly questioned Mystra, the goddess of magic, and Azuth, the god of mages, and then she was arranged to be very clear, so she restrained herself a lot.

When she was young, she was once the mage who knew the most magic, and she was also the representative of the School of Specialized Evocation, because she advocated learning practical attack magic, and opposed to solitary asceticism like a hermit-although this is the choice of most mages way of life.

Simbu likes to travel around, and it can be said that she is the most widely traveled human being, which also allows her to learn different knowledge everywhere to deal with her enemies.

And she is very famous on the mainland. The world knows that the queen of Agoralon is hot-tempered, resourceful or scheming, and most importantly, she has awesome power.

For many years, Simbu has almost single-handedly fought against the red-robed wizard of Searle. Her existence is the biggest reason why the red-robed wizard dare not invade Aglaron.

In countless battles, she has defeated many evil forces, including the Red Robe Wizards, the Zhentarim, the Dark Lord and the Necromancer.

For her enemies, Simbu is indeed deadly. Sometimes, in order to make an example, she will even use spells that are more powerful than necessary to completely destroy the enemy.

For Simbu, she doesn't care how many enemies she makes every day, and she will naturally accompany anyone who wants to fight her to the end.

Because of this, many people have a bad opinion of Simbu, thinking that she is a hopeless mad witch, and some even slander her as a demon in human form.

Still, her people were willing to accept her rule as the lesser of two evils, thinking: "It is better to be whacked by the magic of a mad queen than to be twisted into slaves by the magic of the Red Wizards." .”

If necessary, Brian would never cooperate with such an unreasonable person. Cooperating with Simbu to deal with the City of Shadows is undoubtedly tantamount to putting a bomb around him that may detonate at any time.

Therefore, in the next plan, he must let the crazy witch act alone, let her try to attract hatred as much as possible, and attract the attention of all the ghost princes.

It's just that the prerequisite for such an arrangement is to let the other party obey his arrangement.

There is no doubt that this is a very headache for Brian.

Although Storm Silver Hand is Simbu's older sister, it doesn't mean that it can restrain the other party's free movement.

In fact, the easiest and most effective way to deal with this kind of strong crazy woman is to beat her into obedience, and then she will be as obedient as a pet dog.

But the thing is... Bryan is no match for the other side.

"You are too happy, little mage." The witch of Aglaron did not shake the hand that Brian extended, and said coldly, "In the Kingdom of Cormyr, I have only heard of a super-magic named Myrcella. The Curse Envoy and the most shameless royal mage in Suzal City, as for you..."

She looked at Brian with eyes that were enough to make everyone in the room shudder, and slowly said a few words provocatively, "I'm afraid it's not enough."

Seeing this situation, Storm, who was watching from the sidelines, gave a wry smile.

Now, she has seen that her sister knows about the relationship between her and Brian through the memory search just now.

She was planning to deliberately embarrass the Lord Protector from Cormyr, or to teach him a lesson.

"That's because you are ignorant!"

Santilla on the side was not happy, and stood up to retort, "You haven't even heard of Brian, which shows how shallow your knowledge is. Let me tell you, one day, Brian's name will become a legend, and it will become a legend." Through the clouds, the world will praise his name instead of those crazy witches with eyes on the top of their heads."

As soon as the drow girl's voice fell, the air seemed to freeze suddenly.

The Harper leader couldn't bear to look directly and closed his eyes, but quickly made preparations and looked at his sister vigilantly.

Brian also wiped off his cold sweat secretly, and looked at Simbu with a full face of wariness, worried that the other party would accidentally attack and hurt others.

He gave Santilla a surprised look.

In his opinion, this drow girl who was born in a dark elf city had never experienced any conspiracy and tricks, and her mind was as clever as a ghost, so how could she say such words that deliberately caused hatred for herself.

To Brian's surprise, though.

Faced with this situation, the crazy witch was not angry, but when she looked at Santilla, she showed a meaningful expression.

This made him instantly realize that Simbu might also know about Santilla's true identity.

No wonder this little girl dared to stand up for herself, but the way of standing out was too high-profile.

However, this is exactly what he wanted.

Because he was planning to find a reason to compete with this crazy witch.

"Really?" Simbu said to the drow girl, "Since your Brian is so powerful, let me see what's special about him."

"See those two top idiots trying to sneak out over there."

The witch glanced at Brian, and pointed to Azara and Methema who were about to escape at the door.

"If you want me to recognize your ability and obey your arrangement, either accept a set of sequence spells from me, or disable one of them, you choose."

"You don't have the right to refuse." Simbu added coldly: "If you have lived as long as I have and experienced as much, you will understand that everything I say is correct."

Hearing these words, Brian secretly heaved a sigh of relief, and realized that this arrogant mad witch's brain was not as difficult as imagined, and it was a little bit more serious.

He subconsciously turned around, looking at Azara with an ugly face and Methema with a happy face.

In his opinion, at this time, it is natural that the persimmon should pick the soft one. With his current strength, it seems easy and pleasant to bully a legendary ranger or arcane knight, hanging them both at 360 degrees without dead ends. There is no problem with hammering up.

He even had the urge to laugh when he looked at the joyful expression on the face of the arcane knight Methema.

He had known for a long time that this straightforward leader of the Silver Knights was Helisite's number one suitor in the game, and was jokingly called by their players: the filial and licking 'Shouting Dog'.

At this time, if I, as Helisite's lover, teach her a lesson, it must be a very pleasant thing.

However, after careful consideration, he turned around again, looked straight into Queen Aglaron's eyes without fear, and said slowly, "I choose to take your set of sequence spells."

Simbu's sequence spell is the most powerful spellcasting technique she has mastered. This ability allows her to pour out more than a dozen high-level evocation attack spells in an instant.

No legendary spellcaster can guarantee with confidence that he will be able to resist this gorgeous and violent spell bombardment that belongs to the evocation school.

Brian threatened to take over the other party's Sequence Spell, and when he said that, it was shocking.

Even the leader of the harpists on the side was winking at him crazily, as if his worried eyes were telling him not to make such a choice.

Blaine turned a blind eye and walked out of the house.

"I hope your strength can be as strong as your mouth, arrogant little mage."

Regardless of the dissuasion of the storm, Simbu followed closely, looking into Brian's star pupils, as if he could pour out violent magical energy in an instant.

When Brian stood in his position, she swung her arms forward violently, as if a whip-like command sounded, and violent magical waves erupted from the witch's body instantly.

Immediately afterwards, a series of thick silver lightning strikes fiercely from the dark clouds gathered in the sky, instantly turning the entire courtyard into a sea of ​​thunder.

At the same time, the scorching flames were also enveloped in the wildly dancing lightning, gushing out like a tide.

Except for the protective barrier propped up by the storm to protect everyone, everything in the courtyard was destroyed by lightning and flames and turned into ashes.

In the face of the serial attacks of Simbu sequence spells, Brian had already prepared himself. He set the immunity status of wind element and fire element for himself in advance in the characteristics of the background specialty of "Ao Energy Spring".

Although this ability cannot directly immunize against all lightning damage, it is enough to help him alleviate some of the berserk attacks.

Next, he can ignore most of the fire damage, and only need to rest assured to resist the attack of the lightning storm.

Even so, it was very difficult for him to resist this violent attack.

Rows of magic lights flickered.

Brian, who was caught in the lightning storm, activated chain triggers and psionic triggers that had been set up in advance, successively activating various barriers against energy damage.

Brian's eyes looked through the thick protective barrier, and he saw that his protective cover was cracking and shattering like fragile glass under the violent energy impact.

Although most of his magic barriers are spells that are directly immune to damage, it is not difficult for them to use enough energy to penetrate the immune state with the power of laws they master against attacks of the level of high legendary mages.

Therefore, he has never confidently believed that as long as the word 'immune' appears in the spell or characteristic, he can really sit back and relax.

In this case, the most correct way is to grit your teeth and use your own protective means to block the surging magic attacks.

Time passed quickly in the storm intertwined with dancing lightning and scorching flames.

Everyone couldn't help but sweat secretly for Brian, who was caught in the center of the vortex, for fear that if he couldn't resist, he would be blown into ashes.

The moment Bryan's last barrier shattered, his eyes froze suddenly, and he immediately sacrificed his own arcane fire to float in front of his chest, and activated the arcane barrier to continue to resist.

Immediately afterwards, at the center of the blue and white flame emitted by the Austrian Fire, the inconspicuous red light absorbed the violent energy at the moment, just like dry wood meeting a raging fire, it suddenly exploded, and the last remaining trace Absorb all the magic energy.

In an instant, the energy in Brian's curse fire was directly filled.

Accompanied by the rapid overflow of energy, the flames and lightning that intertwined the arcane storm in the courtyard dissipated without a trace, and Brian stood on the spot safe and sound, facing the wind.

Seeing this, the entire courtyard was silent.

This can almost be regarded as the shortest spell duel.

From the start of the duel between Brian and Simbu until the violent magic energy dissipated, it took less than a minute.

It can be said that many people didn't even have time to fully see what happened, and they didn't even know what spell Bryan used to block Simbu's set of sequence spells, and the battle was over.

Only the corners of the drow girl Santilla's mouth turned up slightly, as if showing off to everyone, she had already expected this situation.

But this is not the point, because at this time, many people looked at Brian in a wrong way.

If we say that before this duel, most of them still thought that this mage lord from the Kingdom of Cormyr was conferred the title of Lord Protector by the Queen Regent, mainly because he was the lover of the Lord of Silvermoon, and his flexibility If they were lucky enough to get this canonization and status due to the favor of their brains and goddess of luck, then this duel was enough to make them completely change their minds.

Being able to block the attack of 'Storm Queen' Simbu that could destroy an army is enough to show how strong his hard power is.

Seeing that Brian was safe, unharmed, and not even impacted by the magical energy that made his body retreat half a step, Simbu's expression was also slightly shocked.

Although in order to prevent her from accidentally killing the opponent, she didn't use the silver fire power exclusively for the Goddess Chosen, but this doesn't mean that her invincible attack methods really don't have any deterrent effect.

Her sequence of attacks, even the masters of the eight schools of the Red Robe Wizards Association, have to avoid it, and this young mage lord not only resisted her attack, but also seemed to be unscathed look.

It really made her feel unbelievable.

She was about to say what she approved of him, but Brian's words interrupted her.

"As the saying goes, it's rude not to come back."

Brian said calmly, "Since I have taken the initiative to withstand Ms. Simbu's attack and proved my strength, let me see your strength."

As soon as the words fell, Bryan's attack broke out before the Queen of Aglaron nodded in agreement.

——"Acanon Storm!"

——"Arrow of Arcane Energy!"

——"Arcane Sequence!"

——"Arcane Master!"

——"Mayoufu Meteor Swarm!"

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An invisible gust of wind lifted Brian's long, disheveled hair. The energy condensed from the chaos of the four major elements, like a wild horse running wild, spewed out of his body like a tidal wave, interweaving a howling arcane storm. Swipe to the Sorcerer Queen in Aglaron.

Immediately afterwards, Brian swung the legendary staff in his hand. Without any spell-casting materials, his arcane sequence and instant spells were all activated, and the bolide flooded towards the opponent like a galloping locust.

Pieces of gorgeous magic flames flickered on the magic barrier activated by Simbu.

Feeling the powerful penetrating power caused by countless fireballs rushing forward, the wizard queen of Agoralon finally put away her look of contempt, and immediately sacrificed her silver fire that exudes a silvery white luster, using the strongest defense means to block this attack.

However, Brian's attack did not stop because of this.

——"Cursefire Bomb!"

With the activation of the curse fire, his skin began to glow, and his deep eyes became as bright as lights. Three fist-sized spell fire bullets, like lead bullets, shot from his palm towards Simbu. shoot away.

"It's cursed fire!"

Seeing Brian's attack, Storm turned pale with fright.

She quickly sent a voice transmission through her mind, and reminded Simbu, who had already been overwhelmed by the spell, "Be careful, Brian has curse fire, don't use silver fire to resist!"

At this moment, she finally understood why Brian confidently claimed that he could withstand Simbu's attack. It turned out that his biggest reliance was the legendary curse fire.

Although she helped Brian sort out the chaotic magic in his body through the energy of the silver fire, allowing him to successfully advance to the legendary realm, but he never expected that the other party would be able to obtain the cursed fire by such a coincidence.

This unexpected news made her both surprised and delighted.

The joy is that he has an ally with great strength and potential invisibly, but the surprise is that he is worried about Simbu's safety.

After all, the cursed fire claims to be able to ignite all flames in the world, and this flame naturally includes the silver fire exclusively for the elect.

Unfortunately, the reminder of the storm came too late.

The moment Simbu sacrificed the silver fire and propped up a silver-white defensive barrier for himself, the three cursed fire bombs seemed to ignite the flames of the explosive fuze. Instantly razed the entire courtyard to the ground.

The melon-eaters such as Azara and Methema who were watching the battle were not spared. A few of them who were closer were even thrown out of the air, their noses and faces swollen, and they wailed again and again.

At this moment, Brian also felt that the blood in his whole body was being burned by flames, and the burning pain erupted made his face slightly distorted.

Obviously, he just resisted the attack of Simbu's spell sequence, which was actually not easy for him. If it wasn't for the curse fire absorbing damage at least as powerful as two nine-ring spells, he would even be killed on the spot.

He quickly activated the healing ability of the curse fire, and released his psychic power "True Self-Sculpture" to relieve the pain.

At this moment, Santilla slipped to his side at some point, stretched out her little hand, and introduced an emerald green aura representing healing energy into his body, allowing him to recover quickly.

At the same time, on the other side, as the smoke dissipated, the embarrassed figure of Queen Aglaron appeared in front of everyone.

She staggered back a few steps, and if the storm hadn't supported her in time, she would have almost fallen to the ground.

Seeing the mad witch's distressed appearance, Brian felt secretly refreshed.

The reason why he was able to inflict damage on the opponent was not because of how strong his spells were, but the fundamental reason was that the curse fire restrained the silver fire.

If the opponent didn't use the most adept silver fire to resist in the attack just now, and just used a simple protective barrier to resist the three spellfire bombs, it would not have such an effect.

"It turned out to be cursed fire."

After Simbu's pale face regained some expression, the wizard queen of Aglaron looked at Brian with an expression of lingering fear.

Of course Brian understood how she was feeling at the moment.

His spellfire is only level 5 now. If he had just attacked, he could release a spellfire bomb that was as powerful as the nine-ring spell "Meteor Burst", and then ignite her silver fire energy, extinguishing it on the spot It is not difficult to kill.

After this short confrontation, the next thing went much smoother.

By the time the sun set, Brian had already explained in detail his plans and arrangements for the City of Shadows through the map.

"Mr. Bryan." After hearing his detailed plan, the leader of the harper couldn't help sighing: "I admit that your plan for the floating city of Sacross is perfect."

"However, I want to ask." She hesitated for a moment, and then said: "What do you think... is beautiful?"

"Beautiful?" Hearing these words, Brian put the map in his hand on the table and raised his eyebrows unconsciously.

He looked at the leader of the Harper Alliance sitting across from him, but didn't answer right away.

Because he knows the purpose of the Harper organization well, he knows that there is more to the storm.

Sure enough, soon, Storm leaned back in the chair, crossed his hands on the table, and stared at him with a smile on his face.

"I think this world is a beautiful world. Every life has its own unique shining highlights. It is the combination of these highlights that makes this dazzling world. However, under the light, there must be The creation of shadows, ugliness is to support the existence of beauty, I am not denying the value of ugliness, but... Those ugliness, vulgarity and filth will gradually pollute this beautiful world and make them lose their original brilliance. All of this stems from fear...Mr. Brian, I can understand your pursuit of victory. And I am also very grateful for your efforts to help us resist the attack of Shadow City. But... If you want to get Wouldn’t it be too sad to have to give up some things and have to give up other things?”

The leader of the Harpers hadn't said it outright, but Brian had gotten her point.

After all, if his plan really succeeds and the floating city Sacross falls, then the 10,000+ population of Sergante City, which is located below the floating city, will also suffer.

But he also deeply understands a truth: there are no wronged souls under the atomic bomb!
Brian was silent for a moment before looking up.

He looked at the Harpist leader in front of him without flinching, without any intention of avoiding it, and then he opened his mouth and continued:
"I'm sorry, Ms. Storm, I can understand your thoughts, but for me... only victory is my pursuit. I can understand the efforts and sacrifices of those losers, their dedication and spirit , However, I cannot accept such a failure. For me, victory is the only thing. Any failure will only bring pain, not joy. I can accept comforting the loser as a winner, but I don’t I will accept myself as a loser and be comforted by others. I can understand your aesthetics, but from my standpoint, I have no way to agree with your ideas."

"That is to say, for the sake of victory, are you willing to sacrifice everything about yourself?" There was a complex and curious light in the eyes of the leader of the Harper.

Others also looked at Brian curiously.

Facing the question from the Harper leader, Brian shook his head firmly and said:

"I'm not that great, and I never thought of sacrificing everything to win. Because victory is not a separate entity, why do I have to sacrifice everything in order to win? What I expect is not that kind of thing, What I expect is to be able to enjoy the victory with the people around me. Not when the victory comes, there is no one around me. This kind of victory may be full of beautiful colors of tragedy, but for me it is It's pointless. And to avoid a situation where everything needs to be sacrificed, I'll 'do whatever it takes' to live up to my expectations...

Please forgive me, the final victory after abandoning everything is meaningless to me. If they fail to protect what they should protect and cowardly choose to give up, it can only show that they are complete losers. Only people with insufficient ability will face such a choice. Even if they stand in the end, I don't think they should receive the cheers and glory for granted.I admit that sacrifice is inevitable in the pursuit of victory, but if they sacrifice everything for it, they are nothing but slaves to their desires. "

If he hadn't let the floating city of Sacross fall into the Kingdom of Sembia, then his next target would most likely be his Mokou Town being ridden in the face by the floating city.

"Even if we let them go, some things will not change." Brian took a sip of tea calmly, and continued:
"But do you know what won't change? Lady Storm, let me tell you, hatred will not change, and the desire for power will not change. Once people have self-interested thoughts, they will not give up until they achieve their goals. If the people ahead The road is contrary to what they want, and desire will blind their eyes. In this way, any speech about reason and peace will become worthless in the face of desire. This is the nature of things. into a new posture. Just as the seed will eventually become a tree, and the bud will bear fruit..."

After listening to Brian's words, the leader of the harper watched him quietly, until a moment later, he smiled slightly, revealing his signature soft smile:

"It's very interesting, Mr. Brian, very interesting... I admit that your thinking really refreshes my ears, so we will fully cooperate with the operation against the floating city of Sacross."

"Wait a minute!" At this moment, Queen Aglaron, who had never spoken a word, stood up suddenly, and stared directly at Brian, who was sitting diagonally across from her, with bright starry eyes.

"I have a doubt, I hope you can clear it up for me."

"Please." Brian nodded slightly.

"Who the hell are you?" Simbu's aura suddenly rose, and then quickly restrained, "Why do you know so much about the internal situation of the floating city Sacross?"

"Who am I?" Brian thought for a moment, then smiled lightly, "From today onwards, you can call me: Grand Arcanist of the Netheril Empire."

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(End of this chapter)