Crown of Chaos

Among Aaron's originally preferred teammates for the trip was Barrel. As a legendary mage trained on Everjum Island, this fat guy might be able to play a crucial role in this trip to the Bottomless Abyss.

However, Barrier declined to thank him for this trip to the abyss. First of all, it was too dangerous. Secondly, Barrier was losing weight recently.

It is a very strange thing for a mage to become the chief martial arts master of Myth Drannor, and it is even more difficult for a fat man like Barrel to win the recognition of the Sword of War.

There is only one chance. If he fails to get the approval of the Sword of War, Barrier will end up being chopped into pieces by the Sword of War.

Therefore, the sun elf mage still dare not touch the wooden box.

However, Barrier's efforts were not in vain. Following his report, someone came to Evermeet Island.

The visitor was a sun elf beauty with beautiful eyes, soft posture, and unparalleled beauty. She wore a thin veil, and she offered to meet Barril as soon as they met.

"Look at my appearance, can I become the chief martial arts master of Myth Drannor?" Barrel shouted excitedly when he saw the person coming.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, I see you are like this, your charm is probably gone." The visitor said with a bit of sadness: "But... if you are willing to accept my guidance, there may be some opportunities."

"I am willing!" Barrel said impatiently, "I am willing to accept your guidance!"

"Avando's new trend is I do ≠ I agree, Bariel." The visitor made a lukewarm joke, and then took Bariel away: "Follow me."

Before leaving, the visitor took a deep look at Aaron.

It was not until afterwards that Aaron knew that this visitor was none other than the Elf Father God, the God King of the Cinderella God System, and the multiverse race god Corellon who is at the pinnacle of powerful divine power alongside the dwarf God King Moradin and others!

Barril was captured by Corellon and sent to Avandor to practice. The Elf God King has actually been paying close attention to the Elf artifacts. No one knows what this good-natured and funny Father God thinks, and how he likes to do it. Heaven shows itself as a woman, but there is no doubt that Bariel's efforts moved Him. When He discovered that Bariel might not be recognized by the Sword of War for the rest of his life, Corellon finally took action.

In this way, Barrel left temporarily, while Aaron and others were ready to set off.

First stop, Amn!

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At the beginning of the year 1367 in the valley calendar, there was heavy snow and silver catkins flying.

Astkara in Amn and the Great Temple of Woking in the center of the City of Gold Coins also seemed to be frozen.

Since the Saint Catastrophe in the Turbulent Years, Woking has completely lost contact. Now nearly 10 years have passed, but the goddess of wealth has never returned. Multiple messages have announced that she has fallen, and Woking's era is over.

“The grace of the Golden Lady has vanished from the realm, and her divine radiance like the sun setting on a newly minted gold coin has left us forever, and now we are guarded by the never-weary Lady Liela, the messenger of joy, let Let us pray together to Ms. Lierla, let her become our golden lady!"

——(part of) the clergy of Watkin

After the end of the Year of Turmoil, the goddess of joy, Lela, appeared in the temple of Woking. She announced that she would act as the priest of the Lady of Fortune, provide magical blessings to Woking's priests as always, and answer prayers until Woking returns. .

As for why Woking disappeared and when he would return, Goddess Lierla only said "no comment", but this was not because of any confidentiality agreement signed between the two goddesses, but because Goddess Lierla herself did not Know.

However, not all Woking believers believe that the goddess has fallen. In Astkara, the capital of the commercial empire Amn, Woking's national faith center, Archbishop "Holy Coin" Sarangda in the "Golden Spire" temple -Ms. Orem firmly believes that her goddess is only temporarily experiencing some difficulties and that He will come back one day.

No one is more eager for the return of Woking than the Holy Coin Ms. Orem. Since it was confirmed that it was entrusted by the goddess, Ms. Orem took the initiative to recognize the legitimacy of the "agency" of the goddess of joy Liera when the two churches were about to merge. , which largely avoided wars between churches.

But Orem still hoped that the goddess could come back. In her sleep several times, she vaguely heard Waking's calls, but these calls were extremely weak and uncertain.

On the surface, Ms. Orem recognized the authority of the goddess Liela, but secretly, she kept trying to contact Watkin. Her most effective assistant, Halanna, who was also one of Watkin's favorite priests, has been doing this. Some disturbing nightmares, gray skies, cold nights, weird lighting, a circle of malicious sarcastic laughter and the pain of being imprisoned came one after another in my sleep.

Ms. Orem immediately discovered the problem and falsely accused the goddess of joy Li'erla for causing her followers to have such horrific nightmares. Li'erla immediately defended herself and said that she had never sent such a message to Halanna. kind of dream.

Li Erla's reaction made Ms. Orem more certain of some possible facts.

Well, I'm sorry, Goddess Lierla.

We Woking believers are getting ready to go alone!

Ms. Orem began to secretly call on many priests who still adhered to Woking's faith to gather together. These devout believers in Woking may not be good at fighting, but outside of fighting, they have the manpower and material resources to overthrow the entire country.

How rich is the Church of the Goddess of Wealth?

Almost all temples dedicated to Woking are located in large, prosperous cities. Each temple has a different architectural style, but whether it is a towering cathedral or a typical ordinary temple with many columns, They are all equally magnificent.

These temples of faith must use the highest quality building materials, and whether they are ceilings, walls, columns, or floors, they are all covered with the most luxurious decorations.

The decorative themes are usually based on the baroque style with exquisite complexity and bright colors, and various precious metals and gems are embedded as much as possible to match the decorative theme.

However, although the interior and exterior of the temple are filled with various luxurious decorations, under the surface decoration, the entire temple is actually an impregnable fortress, which is comparable in strength to the treasure rooms owned by many kings.

Therefore, the Waking Church often provides custody services to merchants, but entrusting priests in these temples to take custody of them is not cheap. The entrusters must pay a high price equivalent to one-tenth of the total value of the goods under custody. In addition, believers can also rent temples to hold lavish banquets, which is undoubtedly a very useful means if they want to impress possible future trading partners or competitors.

"The attire of Pastor Woking has always been comparable to that of the Lord of the Morning, the God of Bards and the fire-haired priest."

On the way to Baldur's Gate, the bald singer and Aaron, Samir, Annomin and others said that the devil merchant tossed a coin with his hand: "They always dress... very gaudy and vulgar. Word."

"Yes." Samir smiled and clapped his hands: "Let me think about it...fur coats, silk clothes, animal skin sleeves that are afraid of getting dirty, gold-rimmed glasses, boots with silver chains, um...and gem-studded ones. A gold-plated crown, and various small tools tied with silk ribbons at the hem. The clothes of the Holy Coin lady and the five 'gold' ladies under her must be made of the most expensive fabrics and furs. Oh, by the way. , as long as they attend formal occasions, they will definitely wear your favorite... stockings."

As soon as the word "silk stockings" came out, the bald singer, Samir and even Anoming couldn't help laughing. Only Aaron's head was full of black lines. He pinched his nose and wondered who leaked it. My secret? Why does it seem like everyone outside knows about it now?

"I don't know about the bottomless abyss, but all the big devils in the nine hells know about it." The bald singer laughed happily a few times and continued the topic: "Let me think about something else, a heavy A gold-plated red cloak, decorated with thousands of sequins and hooks made of various precious metals, a pair of white gloves and a gold-plated scepter or cane, and finally, a large three-layered crown. My child, you This outfit is already more luxurious than the king’s attire.”

"I already have a picture in my mind." Aaron nodded. No one else could dress himself up so gaudy and so rich, except the bishop of Lady Fortune.

"Where do we start?" Annomin spoke for the first time, and the pasha's son's eyes gradually brightened.

In the exchange just now, the bald singer Morgan mentioned the reward for this mission. If they can successfully rescue Watkin, the goddess of wealth will not be stingy with her reward - this may mean that Anomin can make a wish to the gods. Resurrection of his mother.

"Let's start with Baldur's Gate first." The bald singer's eyes gradually turned cold: "If we want to move smoothly in Azgrat, we must get the mark of the Six Fingers, and if we want to have no worries, I must wait until Cynthia arrival."

"Cynthia?" Aaron had noticed the terms between Morgan and Raphael before: "Who is she?"

"You will know soon." Morgan sighed, and the bald singer shook his head: "If it weren't for her, I wouldn't be so anxious."

"Before we enter hell, we still have two things to complete." Aaron made a "V" sign: "I will handle the first thing, and the second thing... You should know that I have a grudge against An Ri. .”

"We all have a grudge against Dark Sun." Samir smiled sinisterly: "The Queen of Stars knows."

"Yes, according to intelligence, the core of the Dark Sun Prince's belief is currently located in Amn, where the Dark Sun has established two emerging sects. One sect is called the Fire of the Dark Sun, and its leader is Tino, the 'Vigilant Skeleton' Si-Agrim, this sect specializes in assassinations and has caused countless murders in the name of the Dark Sun."

Aaron pointed out his second finger: "The second sect is called the Twin Towers of Eternal Eclipse, and its leader is the 'Black Will' Halkon Akmilil. He has an entire monster army and is currently fighting against the ogres." Kingdom Cooperation.”

"I want to get rid of these two people to prevent Cyric from creating variables in our plan, and by the way... let him feel the pain." Aaron said coldly: "He almost took Ellie away from me. Nuo, he also disgusted me several times, this time, it's my turn."

"The official relationship between the Fire of the Dark Sun and Amn is a cooperative relationship. Your Excellency, many of Amn's armies are members of the Fire of the Dark Sun, and the Twin Towers of Eternal Eclipse... I remember the official relationship between this organization and Amn. There are close business contacts..." Samir frowned: "We must consider the official reaction of Amn."

"Then let Am burn."

Aaron raised his head easily: "Besides, the Waking Church will be on our side."

"We will make an offer to Ms. Holy Coin Orem that she cannot refuse." The bald singer clapped his hands: "This is a win-win situation."

Amn, the commercial empire, Astkara, the city of gold coins.

Even in the blizzard, the City of Gold Coins was as noisy and crowded as ever. Caravans crowded the entire street, and street vendors and kiosks provided cheap and greasy food to the hungry caravanners. Along with lukewarm drinks, a string of barbecue stalls were open on both sides of the street. Meat skewers of unknown rat or duck meat were openly sold by merchants as "beef flavor" and "mutton flavor".

"In Amn, anything not written in the contract may be false." Bald singer Morgan said: "Only what is written in the contract is true."

"If you didn't tell me, I almost thought this place was hell." Aaron watched with interest as a satyr was selling dog meat. The way it shouted loudly made people think that the meat had just been cut from its body.

"The shopping mall is hell." The bald singer shook his head: "When capital comes to the world, every pore is dripping with blood and filth. This is what I said in a book that I happened to read during a diversified trade, but I think shopping malls are also paradise, a paradise for some truly strong and wise people.”

"Did you lose your soul because of this?" Samir grinned. He and Morgan's camp were completely hostile. The magician always disliked the big devil, but he had a reason to go to the abyss.

"I will lose to Maman because I don't have unlimited capital. Even if Morgan in Greyhawk's main city has wealth that rivals that of a country, he cannot compete with the owner of an entire layer of hell." The bald singer took a step forward: "But something inspired me."

"What's up?"

"Devils hate drunkenness very much, not only because they will be angry because they lose control of their subordinates, but also because it will bring huge chaos." The bald singer said: "So, drunkenness is regarded as a very high Level reward, when a lower-level devil is allowed to get drunk by a higher-level devil, this is a harbinger of promotion and endless glory for him."

"However, drunkenness, which is regarded as a symbol of glorious status by the lower devils, is worthless among the big devils, because these rules do not control the big devils. As long as the big devils think the time is right, they can get drunk at any time."

"That's why I planned this action." The bald singer lowered his head: "Maman's rules can control some people, but they can't control everyone...such as Watkins."

"You fit my imagination of a devil very well." Samir's doubts were finally answered.

"Okay, let's stop talking. Note that the Amn Empire strictly prohibits magic. Any magic we use in this city will attract siege from the guards." The bald singer said in a deep voice: "But as I said, this rule Invalid against the five-member council.”

"Remember our new identity, we are adventurers called by the Lady of Holy Coin to serve her."

"No need." Aaron shook his head. He motioned for everyone to look up and see that the dark elf sister Nestia and another drow, Viconia, who was also a follower of Shar, were already waiting for them.

"Aaron, here!"

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