Crown of Chaos

Eltoril is a new city located on the banks of the Chongsa River. The Sword Coast city-state was just established in recent years. It is a trade and agricultural center upstream of Baldur's Gate. There are fertile fields, waterwheels, and agricultural estates everywhere. One after another, huge windmills pumped up water along the tributaries of the Chongsa River. Tall windmills and farmhouses were piled up along the veins of the hills.

The Chongsa River here is already in the middle and lower reaches, and the current is relatively turbulent. Ships heading to Baldur's Gate have to wait to pass.

The Tzeentch survey chariot fell into the bushes, and soon a group of heavily armed soldiers arrived on horseback. The leader was obviously a very powerful knight. Judging from his hand gestures when holding the sword and his ability to control the horse, Aaron knew that he had definitely received sufficient military training since childhood.

Hell Knight.

Aaron silently recited the title Eleanor mentioned.

The predecessor of the city-state of Eltoril is the Hell Knights. The name comes from the arrival of an angel from the Heavenly Mountain. She once saved the nearby villages and led the soldiers who were willing to follow her into hell. Later, she was lucky enough to The returning soldiers were called Hell Knights, and their leader Delt, a devout Helm guard, founded Eltoril.

"Hey, you guys!" The Hell Knight who arrived was wearing a set of exquisite mithril chain armor, with sun and crescent moon pattern emblems on the breastplate. He looked quite young, with standard blond hair and blue eyes: "Are you okay? ?I see you have fallen from the sky, do you need help?"

"We're fine." Aaron said habitually: "Thank you guys, where are we?"

Hearing Aaron say it was okay, the Hell Knight immediately changed his expression, and he said very proudly: "Then, welcome to Eltoril, a sacred city, the toll is 5 gold coins per person, and the carriage and cargo money By the way, what are your names? I can register them."

"My name is Gray Parvat Maomao." Aaron was naturally responsible for negotiating with outsiders. His Excellency the Viscount shook his head and said while enduring fatigue.

"..." Who knew that the Hell Knight's movements were sluggish for a while, and he skillfully took out a pen from behind and wrote on the parchment: "Okay, Your Excellency Aaron Salian will register one person, Eleanor Dinef." Madam, please register one person, how many people are there in the carriage?"

"???Do you recognize me?"

"Who doesn't recognize His Excellency Aaron Salian, the Kingmaker, the leader of the Five Heroes of Arabelle, Viscount Cormyr, and the Elector of the Silver Virgin?" The Hell Knight rolled his eyes: "Everyone has heard of what you look like, as long as you are A man with blond hair and blue eyes is about 6 feet 2 inches tall, with an appearance that is so handsome that he does not look like a mortal creature, and his eyes are as oppressive as a cloudless sky, so it must be that Mr. Aaron has not run away."

"My name is Hilde, the Hell Knight of Eltoril. Welcome to Eltoril." The Hell Knight then wrote: "As for the person next to you, with long bright blond hair and braids, a priest. She must be Lady Eleanor!"

"Am I right? Mr. Gray Parvat Shaggy?"

Hell Knight Hilde asked with a little humor.

"Pfft." Eleanor couldn't help covering her mouth and snickering. The pastor didn't care much about her reputation, but she was very proud of Aaron's reputation. She never cared about how well she could be evaluated by others. But Aaron's praise was very useful to her.

"Okay." Aaron thought to himself that being too well-known is indeed not a good thing: "There are six people in the carriage, and we all encountered a little trouble."

"Six people, including the carriage cargo, the toll tax is 60 gold coins in total. What's the trouble?" Hilde continued to remember.

"This." Aaron took out the head of a perfect mind flayer, hanging down a few sticky tentacles and swinging them back and forth.

"Eltoril thanks you for your contribution!" Hilde immediately changed his words: "Please let me give you a discount of 30 gold coins!"

"This is a document with the royal seal of Cormyr." Aaron took out another royal document.

"Okay, free." Hell Knight Hilde couldn't help but look disappointed: "Thank you Thom, this month's performance is gone."

"Guiding me the way is the best performance." Aaron found that this Hell Knight was quite funny: "You are receiving a national envoy!"

"That's right!" Hilde slapped her thigh: "This way, please!"

As a new city-state, Eltoril was still very weak at this time, with only two to three hundred Hell Knights in total. In comparison, the Kingdom of Cormyr in the center of the country, although not large in area, had strong military and military capabilities. The strength of mages has always been a well-known power, especially in recent years, Assan IV defeated the nomadic invasion, Ms. Raul won the Battle of Arabelle, and Aaron hosted the "Fourth Wall" grand celebration, all of which made Cormyr The momentum reached its peak.

Correspondingly, Eltoril, a small city-state, naturally treats each other with the highest courtesy.

Hell Knight Hilde brought Aaron and others into the city. As a new city-state, Eltoril temporarily relied on its extremely developed agriculture and monopoly of transit fees on the lower reaches of the Chongsa River as its main income. They are all under construction. The upper city area forms the territory of the nobles around the "Supreme Rider" Castle and the Hell Knight Station. The lower city area is composed of mostly double-story houses with wooden structures. Trade is very developed here, and there are many buildings surrounding the city. There were a large number of farms and livestock farms, and Aaron saw thousands of cattle and sheep after a cursory inspection along the way.

The distinguished guests arrived, and the Hell Knights quickly received the news. A small group of fully armed knights came and escorted Aaron and others into the city to meet with the lord. Unfortunately, it was the paladin Delt of Helm, the great lord of Eltoril. In his absence, he went to Silvermoon City to hold a meeting of the Northland Lords Alliance. Aaron met with the members of the city's House of Lords and conveyed greetings from the east to Eltoril.

This part is rather complicated and will be skipped.

The House of Lords expressed the highest level of welcome to Aaron's arrival. To Aaron's surprise, the people who welcomed his arrival most were not the nobles, nor the Heim guards, the backbone of the Hell Knights. Instead, the people who welcomed Aaron the most were the Suffering Ones. Pastor of God Ilmat, he thanked Aaron for his selfless donation and said that if you have any questions, you can go to him directly.

It seems that those tens of thousands of relief meals are really useful!

Aaron couldn't help but think to himself, the standard relief meal he donated to the Ilmat Church was fish and chips + potato mash + vegetable bacon sandwich + inferior barley wine. The God of Suffering didn't say anything, but afterwards he let his The pastor told Aaron that he was pleased with his donation.

Afterwards, Aaron and others stayed at the Eagle Hotel in the city under the arrangement of the city council. Aaron booked the entire third floor of the hotel, and Hell Knight Hilde was assigned to be his guide during this period.

He booked the third floor of the hotel and settled the unconscious Barrel and Charlotte first. Aaron left Vanessa and Kafka in charge of safety while he went down with Eleanor and Hilde. The first floor of the hotel.

No one welcomed the drow, and if Aaron hadn't said they were his hired guards, Vanessa and Kafka would have been in jail.

Yes, Eltoril is such a strict place. The city-state established by the Paladins of Helm takes rules and order to the extreme. It pays attention to fairness and justice, shows no mercy, and treats any factors that may threaten the city. They were resolutely eliminated, and even some beliefs in gods were banned.

On the streets of Eltoril, anyone who speaks dirty words or makes dirty jokes may be warned by the Hell Knight.

Brown wooden floor, two long rows of tables and chairs along the stone wall, the aroma of stew from the burning fire, large barrels stacked behind the bar with ale flowing from the tap, the bartender cleaning the beer glass, and a minstrel on the stage The poet was singing a song, and everything seemed to have returned to the night when Aaron and Eleanor returned to Sousal together.

Holding Miss Pastor's little hand, Aaron couldn't help but smile.

However, Eleanor didn't seem happy. There was an obscure and complex feeling on Miss Pastor's pretty face. She smiled slightly at Aaron and then said nothing.

There were already many guests on the first floor of the hotel. Some people had already recognized Aaron. At least three women and one man came up to Aaron to sign his autograph despite Eleanor's unkind eyes. One of the women even asked Aaron to sign his autograph. The name was signed on her bra.

Aaron graciously gratified all of them, and offered him a glass of hot Amn water whenever he came to sign.

So everyone on the first floor of the hotel came up to seek Aaron's signature. Hell Knight Hilde had to stop him, and everyone dispersed.

"Is this your first time coming to Eltoril?"

Hilde got a good job, and the Hell Knight was in a good mood. He proactively asked: "How long do you plan to stay here? Do you need me to take you around the city?"

"Are there any famous attractions around the city?" Aaron did not plan to stay in Eltoril for long. He planned to go to Baldur's Gate to find Chanem and Imoen, the sons of Baal.

The memory of his previous life was very blurry. He vaguely remembered that Chanem and Imoen both lived in Candlekeep, and he also remembered that Chanem had an adoptive father.

Is this adoptive father named Godwin or Godfrey?

Aaron thought about it for a long time but couldn't remember it. He remembered that his adoptive father died on the first night when he took Chanem to escape from Candlekeep.

"When it comes to our city, we have to mention our Hell Knights. Once upon a time, Mr. Delt led the Hell Knights and followed a great archangel into hell. It is said that they once penetrated the eight levels of hell all the way. We didn't stop until we reached the door of the ninth level of hell. It's a pity that I was still a child at the time." Hilde said with pride, "Do you know who that archangel is?"

"Who is it?" Aaron noticed Eleanor's figure trembling, and she took the initiative to hold the small bottle on her chest.

"Archangel, His Excellency Zariel, the Archangel of the Lord of the Dawn!" Hilde patted his chest: "Your Excellency Zariel led the Hell Knights to fight all the way in. Otherwise, how do you think the title Hell Knight came about? ? That’s how it came about!”

"Wait...Zariel? Are you sure?"

Aaron clearly felt something was wrong.

Zariel, is the archangel?

However, in the hell information given to him by the bald singer and the great devil Morgan, the devil lord of the first level of hell is named Zariel!

Did these people make a mistake?

"Are you sure? How could I not know that I am a Hell Knight?" Hilde stirred the broth in the bowl with a spoon. The Hell Knight looked like a foreigner, so don't ask if you don't understand.

"It's Zarrell." Eleanor nodded suddenly: "It's her. How could I not know that she saved my life."

"Oh? Is Ms. Eleanor a native of Eltoril?" Hilde stood up excitedly: "Why didn't you tell me earlier? Where are you from? Why did you go to Cormyr?"

"I'm from Morrowind Village, a half-elf village." Miss Priest said calmly.

"Um..." Hilde's excitement immediately subsided: "That's where...I'm sorry."

According to Hell Knight's understanding, Morrowind Village was destroyed by an attack by the Gnoll tribe about ten years ago, and none of the half-elves survived.

So how did Eleanor survive?

Hilde looked like he wanted to ask but didn't dare to ask. The Hell Knight wanted to proudly announce that our being robbed by gnolls was a thing of the past, but he immediately found that if he said it, it would appear that the Hell Knights were incompetent, and if he didn't say it, it would appear that the Hell Knights were incompetent. The Hell Knight is even more incompetent, and it's really hard to hold back.

He has always considered joining the Hell Knights as the value and highest honor of his life.

"It was Zariel who saved me." Eleanor's face was expressionless, and the pastor's eyes showed very complicated emotions: "She sent a holy flying elephant to send me to Cormyr, it's that simple."

"You don't seem to have told me this before?" Aaron was even more confused: "Eleanor?"

"I don't want to put any extra burden on you." Eleanor took the initiative to hold Aaron's big hand and said slightly apologetically: "I thought before that I would tell you when the time is right."

"What is the right time?" Aaron smiled half-heartedly, his eyes full of threats.

You are in trouble tonight!

"After the legend..." Eleanor answered seriously.

Miss Priest's answer was interrupted by singing on the stage. On the stage of the hotel, a bard sang a ballad written in Elvish.

A heavy sound of sadness enveloped the entire hotel.

"Sing a song of Eltoril

Sing its waters, trees and hills

When the morning sun rises over the red cliff, the fields will always be green.

This is a place where joy grows and where strength and courage call home.

His reputation spreads throughout the world, and he has never enslaved anyone.

Sing a song of Eltoril

The enemy has arrived at the city

Thousands of acres of fertile land are covered with cracked cloven hoofs, and the demonic shadow of the hell country is coming.

The Hell Rider is the mainstay, holding a sharp sword and wielding it like lightning.

Shouting and charging into the bloody battle, the devil's army suddenly dissipated.

Sing a song of Eltoril

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The door of the hotel was pushed open, interrupting the bard's singing. The beauty of the emerald druid in the green leisure court, wearing a green cloak and hanging two swords on her back, with wavy brown hair and wheat-colored skin, was followed by an honest man. A young man wearing a standard warrior attire and a helmet walked into the lobby.

"Jah... Jaheira, can we not live here... You know, Eltoril does not welcome half-elves like us. They like pure humans."

"Shut up, shut up, how many times do you want me to say this? Don't say what's in your heart directly outside!"

"But, I said I won't hold anything back from you."

"You have to know how to have reservations about others. Oh, please, my husband, can you think before you speak?"

"But you are so, so..."

"so pretty?"

"Yes, it's so beautiful. I can't control it at all. I can say whatever I want."

"Hey, Silvanus is here."

The Druid beauty covered her face with a look of helplessness, but judging from her facial expression, Aaron knew that she was still happy, and the man behind her, her husband, was already panicking and running around in a hurry. He explained that he was obviously very afraid that his wife would have opinions about him.

Aaron thought to himself, aren't these Jaheira and Khalid?

Wait, they show up here? Doesn’t this mean that the plot of Baldur’s Gate is about to begin? !

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