Lord God Investigator

The Underdark, Bladen Stone.

This ancient city, which had been abandoned for decades, now welcomed new residents. It was dinner time, and the smoke was discharged outside the city through the ventilation ducts inside the mountain.

The smoke from the lights, the aroma of steamed mushroom flour pancakes and grilled lizard meat once again gave the city vitality.

The people on the surface were not very adaptable to life in the Underdark at first, but they have lost everything, including the qualification to live in the sun. No matter how bad the environment in the Underdark is, it is better than the soul falling into hell after death and being tortured by the fire of karma forever.

The regretful and unrepentant citizens of Ascatra accepted their fate, stopped complaining, and began to cheer up and live hard.

Mortals, that's what they are.

We have to stumble forward despite hardships and encounters.

Sadness will always heal, people always have to face reality, no matter what the situation is, they must face it tenaciously.

This is life.

However, as people slowly began to adapt to the new life in the dark land, they found that their lives were not too difficult, and perhaps were slightly better than their previous lives under the sun. Of course, the absence of sunlight was indeed a flaw that was difficult to overcome.

There is no oppression, no superiors, only comrades.

There is no exploitation, people perform their duties and get something for their work.

There is no deception. The pastors will patiently explain everything, whether it is labor skills or the purpose of labor, to ensure that everyone understands what they are doing and why they are doing it.

Even in the early days of the reconstruction of Stone City, during the most difficult moments, no one went hungry and no one was forced to work as a coolie. Everyone knows that the cities they repair are for themselves to live in, and the mushrooms they plant are to fill their stomachs.

Priests and mages have gained extraordinary power, but they do not rely on their strength to force others to do things, nor do they rely on their strength to obtain the qualification of not having to work. On the contrary, they lead the masses to work, and they are the ones who work the hardest.

Everyone is very busy, smashing stones to build the city during the day, and dragging their tired bodies to listen to lectures and study at night.

The priest told them that knowledge is power, and it is power in the true sense. It not only helps them understand the world more scientifically, transform the world, and improve productivity, but also obtain extraordinary divine arts and spells because of their pious beliefs.

In the underground wilderness near Stone City, Arkanis was lying on a large rock, looking up at the fluorescent moss at the top of the cave.

The King of Assassins has only known how to kill people in his life, and he also firmly believes that killing requires concentration and elimination of distracting thoughts. Except for how to kill people, he does not want to put anything in his mind.

After the end of "Operation Sword Coast", there will be no more combat missions in the base area for a short period of time. Arkanis has nothing to do and he is unwilling to participate in labor. This will cause the body to adapt to the movements of labor and grow unnecessary muscles, affecting balance and He didn't feel like killing people, so he didn't go to night school to attend classes, fearing that distracting thoughts would wear away his still-quiet murderous heart.

Nowadays, apart from practicing his assassination skills in the wilderness to maintain his condition, Arkanis' only rest is to look up at the fluorescent light on the ceiling of the cave.

"Mr. Gass."

A man's voice interrupted Arkanis' nap. The Assassin King was familiar with this voice. The owner of the voice was a dark walker who was as powerful as him, perhaps even more powerful than him.

Drizzt Do'Urden.

"Reynold Bloodhead has not left Ascatra City."

Drizzt said to him: "The newly promoted Shadow Thief Lord may have sneaked into the shadows to bide his time, or he may have died in Amn. The Shadow Thieves who evacuated with the fleet hope that you will continue to lead them."

Arkanis sighed, sat up, and looked at Drizzt steadily.

"Where is your scimitar?" he asked suddenly.

Drizzt's famous pair of scimitars, Ice Death and Flash, which were inseparable from him, were not carried on his back.

Drizzt fished it behind him, and two pistols appeared in his palms. One pistol was blue, like a shining blade, and the other was golden, like a blade of ice death.

Showing these two guns to the King of Assassins, Drizzt explained: "This is my new weapon. Mr. Bredlow said this gun is called a shell gun. It has a very fast rate of fire and is very accurate if you master the skills well. "

"A dark elf ranger actually throws away his scimitar?"

"Times have changed, and people have to change with them. This is the principle of 'advancing with the times.'" Drizzt said with a smile: "I haven't thrown away the old guys. These two guns are exactly the same as Ice Death and Flash." It's reforged and easy to use. Maybe you should get a gun like this too."

Arkanis sighed and touched the Max dagger hanging on his waist, an old friend who had been with him for many years.

"Three years ago, if someone told me that the Shadow Thief of Amn would be destroyed, I would definitely kill him on the spot." The Shadow Thief Patron Saint whispered: "But now... I should also ask Yao En to help me build a shell gun. ', practice this new weapon."

Drizzt nodded and said seriously: "I hope you can reorganize the Shadow Thieves. Their morale is very low and they are unwilling to participate in labor and study at night school."

"They just haven't adapted yet. You understand, Ellen is dead, Renault is dead... I will handle it."

Arkanis agreed very neatly, which surprised Drizzt.

Drizzt was not too familiar with Mr. Bredlow's personal bodyguard of the legendary realm, although the three of them often acted together.

As the three most powerful masters of Faerun's underground party, with stealth and night vision capabilities, the three of them join forces and can almost walk sideways in the Dark Area.

Arkanis is a man of few words, and the rumors about his relationship with Bradero also made Drizzt confused about how to deal with him. Neither of them had a few conversations of more than three sentences.

"Very good, thank you very much. You helped me solve a big problem."

Drizzt turned around and was about to leave.

"Wait, Comrade Do'Urden." Arkanis suddenly stopped him: "Bredro mentioned to you that he would leave after you capture Menzoberranzan, right?"

Drizzt turned around and nodded: "Yes, he mentioned it."

"I've been thinking about it recently." Arkanis sat upright, faced Drizzt, looked directly at him, and said seriously: "Bredro will never take me away with him. After he leaves, what do I do."

"Won't Mr. Bredreau take you away? Assassin guards in the legendary realm are very good bodyguards for astral travelers." Drizzt frowned and said, "Has he mentioned it to you?"

Akanis laughed, shook his head with a wry smile and said, "No, he didn't mention it, but I knew it just based on intuition."

"So, what are your thoughts?" Drizzt asked: "Bredro is a plane traveler. He will leave Faerûn. What about you? Will you lead the Shadow Thieves back to the surface?"

Arkanis looked at the handsome dark elf ranger up and down and said, "No, I want to stay. Drizzt, do you need a 'guard'?"

Drizzt's face darkened, not knowing how to answer the Assassin King's question.

"It's a joke." Arkanis didn't let his embarrassment last long: "I said being your guard was just a joke. I do want to stay, um... participate in the revolution."

Drizzt secretly breathed a sigh of relief and smiled: "Great, welcome!"

"Actually... you should have heard from the rumors that I was hit by the arrow of the God of Love and fell in love with Bradero." Arkanis smiled bitterly: "The permanent charm effect of the Arrow of Cupid only targets one person. It didn’t change my sexual orientation.”

"Sorry..." Drizzt began to feel embarrassed again.

"Also, since the implementation of Operation Sword Coast, the gods on the surface seem to have taken action against Bradero. The treasures and blessings he had received from the gods have been withdrawn by the gods."

Akanis continued: "The charm effect on me has also been lifted. I guess this is probably because the gods want to use my hand to kill Bredreau. Yi Xue was controlled by him mentally, but she fell in love with him as a man. shame."

Drizzt was stunned, and his hand unconsciously pressed on the gun case.

"Don't be nervous, I don't intend to follow God's wishes and seek revenge on Bradero."

Arkanis waved his hand towards Drizzt. The Assassin King's eyes were clear: "I woke up from the charmed state two months ago. Bradero doesn't know it yet. If I wanted to kill him, he would have died long ago. .”

"Two months ago? Not long after Operation Sword Coast ended?" Drizzt counted the days in his mind and whispered: "Since you plan to kill him, why don't you tell him?"

Akanis curled his lips: "He made me fall in love with him for more than two years. As revenge, asking him to wear iron pants for a few more days, is it too much? Besides, don't you think he pretends to be a normal person while wearing iron pants? Doesn’t it look funny?”

"puff……"

Even though Drizzt was such a serious and somewhat cold person, he couldn't help laughing.