Lord God Investigator

September 1369 of the Valley Era, Harvest Festival.

It will be a day of celebration, and the joy of the harvest will bring a smile to every Faerûnian face.

During the Midsummer Festival in the past, there would be many horse-drawn carriages carrying wheat passing through the streets in the city of Ascatra. Happy farmers would sit on the horse-drawn carriages and shout: "The new wheat is on the market. The new wheat is sweet. Come and taste the new wheat." Bread baked from snow-white flour."

Citizens will ask farmers who deliver grain for a strand of wheat and hang it at the door, which indicates that the family will have a fruitful harvest and great financial resources in the year.

Colorful flags will be hoisted on the streets, many food stalls will be set up, and delicacies from all over the world will be put on the streets for citizens to taste.

However, this year is different from previous years. The most prosperous and noisy district in Askatra City is no longer the Waking Temple Market District. The focus of the festival has shifted to the newly built Amn Theater in the Bridge District.

Early in the morning, citizens gathered in the square in front of the new theater, waiting for the ticket lottery to begin.

Today, just like Midsummer Day, the Bredlow Theater Company will give away all tickets to the public through a free lottery to thank the public for their support and celebrate the harvest festival.

The new theater can accommodate a thousand ordinary audiences, and the twenty luxurious private rooms can allow twenty aristocratic and wealthy businessman families to separate themselves from the mud-legged people and enjoy a more advanced movie-watching experience.

Elminster stood in the crowd with the two harpists. He also wanted to participate in the lottery. The old sage was not afraid that he would not be able to draw the tickets. He could even help the two guide girls draw winning tickets.

This is not because he cheated and used magic, but because the goddess Taimora has a good personal relationship with him. The blessing of the goddess of luck has made him very lucky. He is a typical European emperor in Faerûn.

Helen, the Elector of the God of Love, is also eagerly awaited by the crowd. She is the European Queen of Faerûn. She has always had good luck in the lottery, and it is difficult not to win.

Goddess Taimora is the best friend of Goddess Suni. With this relationship, will Helen, who is also a sister to Goddess Luck, still be afraid of bad luck?

The lottery was officially launched. Tens of thousands of people present received lottery tickets. The herald shouted out the winning numbers. As expected, the two God's voters who walked through the back door of Lady Luck got the winning tickets as they wished, and the seats on the tickets were very suitable for watching movies. They are the two best seats in the general audience area of ​​the entire theater.

Elminster's number was at the front and he entered first. He saw various posters of "Titanic" in the audience passage. He was deeply attracted at first sight and began to watch them seriously.

"Sunny, these paintings are so beautiful. I really want to take them back to the temple!"

The old sage suddenly heard a pleasant female voice coming from beside him. He turned around and his eyes lit up. What a passionate and beautiful woman!

Taking a closer look, the old sage blushed. He was an acquaintance, one of his many old lovers.

Helen was youthful and beautiful, but she was not much younger than Elminster, who was over a thousand years old. At their level, appearance no longer mattered, and they could transform into whatever image they wanted.

"Uh...Ms. Helen, long time no see."

Meeting his ex-girlfriend by chance was an extremely embarrassing scene in itself, and Elminster couldn't help but feel a little reserved.

"Oh, it's you. It's been a long time indeed. It's been almost two hundred years, right?"

Helen was not uncomfortable at all. As a believer in the God of Love, she was in love all the time, whether she was in love with someone or on the road to finding love.

Her dead ex-boyfriend lined up with her living ex-boyfriend. They could line up from Icewind Dale to Calimshan and cross the continent of Faerûn without any problem. She had long been accustomed to this kind of embarrassment.

"These paintings are masterpieces!"

In order to get rid of the embarrassment, the old sage used the poster to change the topic: "Not to mention the exquisite painting techniques, the creativity and composition are unique and can be called a masterpiece. The unique perspective is very boldly used in the composition, and the perspective is also very It conforms to the proportions, so it can bring strong aesthetic enjoyment to people.”

Helen fell in love with Elminster because she liked his erudition, wisdom, and witty words. Later, she broke up with him because she disliked the old man and his lack of physical strength.

As a chosen one of Suni, the god of love and kindness, Helen has no resistance to beautiful things. However, she is busy with love and has no time to enrich her knowledge. She only knows how to love beauty, not aesthetics.

When she saw the exquisite "Titanic" posters, she liked them so much that she wanted to keep them as her own, but she didn't know why she liked them and why these paintings were so pleasing to the eye.

Elminster is different from her. The old sage is very knowledgeable. He has written many natural history books and has research results in various fields. He is an expert in aesthetics. He can make accurate comments on artworks when he sees them. .

The old sage showed his wise side and once again allowed Ms. Helen to regain her memories of the past, with tenderness in her beautiful eyes.

Now Helen is in a gap period. She just broke up with her young boyfriend, and her heart that always longs for love needs to be filled. She begins to consider whether to renew her old relationship with the old man in front of her.

However, as soon as this thought came to her mind, she saw the two harpist girls following the old sage to serve him.

Helen's face immediately sank and she said with a smile: "Mr. Sage, you are really getting stronger with age. This spirit of always being passionate and daring to pursue love deserves encouragement. I just hope you are not just playing for fun. After all, they are still young and not like You are also experienced in many battles.”

The old sage blushed, knowing that his old lover had misunderstood.

When choosing a guide, there were also male harpists as candidates, but he subconsciously chose the two most beautiful young girls. This was a matter of habit, and he really didn't have any unkind intentions.

Of course, if the two girls take the initiative, he won't refuse. This is a matter of mutual consent, neither forcing nor rejecting.

Along the way, the two girls kept thinking about using his power to eliminate Bradero, who had framed them. How could the old sage fail to hear the truth in their words?

On the contrary, this alienated him from the two girls. At his level, how could he interfere in the world just because a beautiful girl turned a deaf ear to him?

Just two years ago, the son of Baal established the Iron Throne in an attempt to conquer Baldur's Gate, establish an evil rule, and resurrect the evil god. He just passed by to make soy sauce, and it was just a trivial matter like cheating the Harper Alliance branch. Too lazy to care.

Knowing that Helen was embarrassed because of the misunderstanding, the old sage just sighed without explaining too much. An explanation is a cover-up, and a cover-up is the truth.

The two chosen gods stopped talking to each other and walked into the movie theater one after another.

But by coincidence, their seats were next to each other. After all, these two were the best seats in the theater. Both of them, who were also favored by the goddess of luck, won the jackpot.

I don’t know whether this situation is lucky or unfortunate.

The awkward two people could only sit down next to each other, not knowing whether to chat or simply pretend not to know each other and ignore each other.