An ordinary fantasy adventure in the continent of Faerun

Nohir looked at Ska in front of him without saying anything, and Ska seemed to realize something, shook his head, and grinned at the corner of his mouth, returning to his previous cheerful and optimistic state.

"Ha, just think that I was talking crazy before. After all, I have lived for more than 30 years, and I still have some self-control. Don't worry, don't worry about me."

Scar waved his hand to Nohir, indicating that he didn't need to pay attention to him, and then continued.

"You go to sleep first. I will keep watch in the first half of the night. I will wake you up in the second half of the night and take turns."

Nohill did not leave, because only then did Nohill understand what he meant to Ska.

He wanted to comfort him, but he didn't know how to say it. He wanted to promise him that this wouldn't happen, but he didn't have the ability to make a promise.

For Nohill, his foresight about the future does not include the present period. Fragmentary and trivial knowledge cannot allow him to grasp the direction of the future. His own strength is even weaker, and he cannot grasp himself in such a major event. , and the fate of the companions around him.

His only trump card now is the helmet he wears on his head. He doesn't even know what he will encounter on this journey to Baldur's Gate. Maybe Tavis Craig's allies will be powerful enough for him. Maybe it's impossible to fight.

But that's not the point. The point is that he now knows that he can't do nothing or say nothing.

Scar was his teammate, and now his teammate needed help.

Nohir must inject hope into Scar, real hope. This hope will awaken his will to survive and allow him to actively welcome the arrival of dawn instead of actively heading towards destruction.

"This will never happen, I promise."

Ska turned his head to look at Nohill's face. He didn't understand where Nohill got this confidence, but then Nohill gave him an answer.

"I have obtained accurate information from the secret order of hell that I captured before. Now the nine levels of hell are attacked by demons, and the bloody battle of the abyss has been restarted between the two. It is a huge war that sweeps the entire hell. Once it starts, there will be no Stop easily."

"Right now, if nothing happens, Eltoril should still be floating over the hell battlefield. Whether it's a devil or a demon, they are restrained by each other and have no time to take care of Eltoril."

"As long as we can find a way to rescue Eltoril during this period, everything can get back on track."

Nohill's words made Sika freeze up. He couldn't believe the news he heard.

He originally thought that even if the people in Eltoril were still resisting, most of them would have been killed by the devils. Now Nohir said that the city had not been attacked, and the people in the city were unharmed and were waiting. Their rescue was a situation he could not even dream of.

So he was stunned for several seconds before he suddenly came back to his senses and said.

"How is that possible!"

"Are the people of Eltoril okay now? Do the Hell Knights still exist? Is it still possible for us to rescue them intact?"

"Why didn't you tell me such important information earlier?"

Nohir answered him calmly.

"Because your previous state was so wrong. If I had told you this at that time, you would have rushed into hell."

Nohill has not forgotten what Ska said when he bid farewell to him yesterday, and this intelligence report is actually meaningless whether he tells Ska or not. Even if he knows it, it is impossible to change the status quo in any practical sense.

The reason why Nohill told Ska this information now is just to restore Ska's hope so that he can get through the next difficulties with a relatively normal mentality.

"Don't worry, I have told Harsin this information, and Harsin has also conveyed this information to the Harper Alliance. Now everyone in the Harper Alliance is rushing towards the green woodland. They will eventually meet in the morning light. Then we will meet at the fortress to discuss how to save Eltoril.”

Although this kind of negotiation is probably useless, if the original contract signed by Tavis Craig cannot be found, even the archmage's wish spell will not be able to bring Eltoril back from hell.

But now only he knows this information, and the source of the information cannot be explained, so he can only do his best to attract all possible teammates to accompany him to Baldur's Gate, and first get rid of Tareth Craig, the man behind the scenes. Let’s wait until the black hand catches him.

But only Nohill knew this, so he could only comfort Scar with white lies.

"So don't be too desperate. After all, those people have saved the world countless times. I believe they will definitely be able to thwart the devil's conspiracy this time."

"And we will take this time to go to Baldur's Gate to find out who is behind this conspiracy, so that we can also win the name of a hero after returning to the city."

Nohir suddenly thought of something again, and then said jokingly to Ska.

"You said before that seeing the final outcome of Eltoril was your dream, but now you can set your dream higher."

"For example, after Eltoril returns to the main material plane, you can walk in the city with the name of a hero on the bustling streets of the past, and watch the rescued people paying tribute to their heroes. Keep repeating this life and live a stable life until you die of old age.”

"Or during this period, you can marry a beautiful wife, have a few more lovely children, and expand the Chitrugu family. Or because of our heroic actions this time, the other Grand Dukes of Elturgard will raise your noble title by several levels."

"Isn't such a dream good?"

When Scar heard these words, he showed a distorted expression, as if he was laughing, and as if he was crying, which made his originally handsome face a little distorted. He said to Noshir in a suppressed and calm tone.

"If before you said this, I really didn't dare to think about these dreams you said. They are really too beautiful. Maybe I am still dreaming now."

After saying this, Scar stabilized his broken face, forced himself to calm down and said to Noshir.

"Knowing that people are still safe and sound is really a great encouragement to me."

"This information is very important, so I can understand why Harsin kept it secret from me. At the same time, I would like to thank you for your trust again. You told me such important information just to reassure me. I am very grateful, and I will never leak this information."

Skar sighed deeply. His previous experience made him very clear about the importance of this information, because no one is sure whether there are still demons in the North, or their spokespersons, spies and the like. If they know this information and then pass it on to the demons in hell, the demons may take precautions for it, or even ambush in reverse.

"Although the city has not returned from hell, there is at least a hope."

"You are right, Noshier. What we really should do now is to catch the mastermind behind this incident when the heroes are busy completing their great deeds and have no time to take care of other things."

And Noshier saw that Scar could figure it out, and nodded happily, and then added.

"This is the only thing we can do. After all, we are just a nobody to them. We have no strength and are not worthy of their trust. We are destined not to participate in this operation."

"But if we act quickly enough and can return to the main fortress of Dawn after catching the mastermind, we can still participate in the operation to save Eltoril, and everyone will recognize us because of this achievement."

"How about it, are you excited? After all, what we are experiencing now is part of the epic that the bards will sing from now on."

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