Crown of Chaos

PS: I finished the last root canal today. It’s finally done. It’s so uncomfortable.

After meeting Suellen Mama in the Storm Coast Chapel, Aaron took Eleanor back to the Elf Song Hotel. Reinsdorf had already opened a room for Aaron in the Elf Song Hotel, and Charlotte took care of it. Got the check-in procedure.

The Elf Song Tavern has been operating in Baldur's Gate for a long time. It was passed down in the hands of a half-elf family and was named after the most popular hangout for ordinary citizens in Baldur's lower city. Every now and then, an ethereal The sad songs of the female elves will echo in the tavern, hence the name of the tavern.

Although the singing was not loud enough to interrupt people's chats, most guests stopped chatting when the singing started and continued their conversations after the singing stopped.

Many tavern regulars come here to hear this song. Those who know Elvish can understand the meaning of the lyrics, which are mourning for an unknown lover lost in the sea.

No one knows when this soul will inhabit this tavern, just as no one knows when it will sing again.

Varro said in his adventure notes that no one dares to have fun in the tavern of Baldur's Gate without weapons. Aaron held Eleanor's little hand and recalled Baldur's Gate written by Varo. Travel Notes: The streets and taverns of Baldur's Gate are actually the most dangerous places in Baldur's Gate. Alcohol, money, conflicts, and murders happen every day in Baldur's Gate.

Before they finished speaking, Aaron and Eleanor noticed a fight going on in the alley on the street. A local husband in the lower town of Bode was fighting with an outsider who was obviously dressed as a refugee. He cursed with a familiar accent and punched his stomach and head hard.

No one tried to break up the fight. The onlookers all cheered loudly, and some people held clay pots to openly accept bets, including a Flame Fist patrol. The rock gnome Flame Fist crossed his arms and cheered the two fighting with great interest. The one who comes up with ideas.

Hit him! Hit him, Gal-Shinjin, this punch is really powerful!

Hit there, hard!

Baldur's Gate does not accept tears.

Perhaps he was a refugee from other places due to malnutrition. He, who was obviously stronger and stronger, finally collapsed after being punched in the stomach several times. People around him rushed up and took away all the valuable things on him, including clothes. After taking it away, the naked refugee was thrown into the depths of the alley. Everyone saw that they had no fun and left one after another.

The Flame Fist patrol shook his head in disappointment: It's boring.

A conflict that ends with one party being thrown naked into a sewer happens every day in Baldur's Gate.

Aaron asked Eleanor to give the refugee a magical treatment from a distance. Otherwise, if Aaron guessed correctly, the refugee would soon become an accessory for making the next Iron Warrior. Baldur's Gate would have been having a headache. What should it do? In dealing with the large number of refugees entering the city for refuge, Bilak's approach was perfect from a utilitarian point of view.

Baldur's Gate is a city of three hundred thousand people.

——Original Demon Prince Be'lak

After turning two streets, we arrived at the Elf Song Tavern. Two strong female half-orcs stood at the door of the pub.

Welcome, traveler, welcome to Baldur's Gate, welcome to the Elf Song Tavern, remember, this is not a blushing mermaid, if you don't behave, then we will throw you out of the tavern.

The female half-orc's eyes lit up when she saw Aaron's appearance: Weapons are not allowed in the tavern, but you can use your fists.

The door opened, and a green carpet was spread on the brown wooden floor leading to the bar. There were more than a dozen round tables on both sides, and each round table was filled with guests. Everyone was drinking various kinds of wine and sharing their experiences.

A group of shipbuilders were discussing the possibility of setting sail to the Moonshae Islands. They were already drunk.

Several halfling thieves sang songs about the halfling god Yondala, occasionally mixing in some words of praise for Tymora.

A human dramatist is listening to two adventurers tell their stories, all in exchange for a glass of fine ale.

Keira Knightley, the female half-orc arena champion from the north, flexes her muscles on stage and encourages others to challenge her.

Priests of Savras, the god of prophecy, offer divination services in the corner of the tavern.

The Halfling Flamefist Guards are recruiting a group of sewer ratcatchers openly, with generous salary, food and accommodation, five insurances and one housing fund.

Drinks were constantly being pushed out of the kitchen and delivered to the guests. Two living armors and a female half-ogre closely monitored possible conflicts.

Well-appointed guests gather around tables in the main room or in private rooms.

On the east wall beneath the creaky wooden staircase that led to the second floor was a fireplace with three upholstered chairs facing it. Some drunkard would pass out on the couch facing the north wall.

Next to the sofa was a sailor's storage box filled with an assortment of games.

The large flat floor that Reinsdorf rented for Aaron and others is located on the second floor of the pub. It has a large suite of more than 300 square meters. This magnificent room has velvet curtains, eight four-poster beds, a conference area, and games. area, sanitary area, and food supply can be obtained directly from the kitchen on the first floor through the lift window.

When Aaron and Eleanor entered the suite, Charlotte was already there. The eldest lady took off her pink pearl strappy high heels and leaned against the sofa. A pair of white silk jade feet were placed high on the table. After Aaron came in, he waved to her: Brother, brother, here, here!

What a big suite! Hee, this is worthy of my status as the daughter of the Sun God! Charlotte spread her hands and planned to give Aaron a big hug: I want to sleep with Aaron tonight!

It's really good. Aaron hugged Charlotte and sat on the sofa, rolling his eyes: It's just that the sound insulation effect may not be very good.

Hehe~ It's okay. I have long wanted to observe how you and Eleanor are doing, brother. Isn't there an opportunity now? Little stars appeared in Charlotte's eyes: The bride is practicing cultivation. The bride-to-be practices ~ Nastia also agrees!

Don't even think about it! Eleanor glared at Aaron angrily. Miss Pastor firmly disagreed.

Hum~ Charlotte hummed her little nose, thinking that it’s up to you whether we agree or not?

Judging from his brother's expression, he has already agreed!

Aaron, Eleanor and Charlotte chatted for a while in the newly opened large flat floor. After enjoying some relaxation time, Nestia also arrived with Anomin.

Sister Dark Elf always does things resolutely: Aaron, we have contacted the Knights of the Shield.

With good luck, the Knights of the Shield agreed to discuss the deal with us on the Bodrian chart. Nastia was also surprised by the smoothness of things: What's even better luck is that the meeting point is right here.

The Knights of the Shield asked us to negotiate in the Elf Song Tavern? Aaron motioned for Nastia to sit down first: Which restaurant is it at, or is it the club on the third floor?

None of them. A sly smile appeared on Nestia's charming face: So I say, you are lucky.

The meeting point between the Shield Knights and us is down below.

Underground of Elf Song Tavern!

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Three hours later, Elf Song Tavern, underground storage room.

Aaron, Nestia, and Anomin struggled through boxes of fruits, strings of bacon hanging from the beams, large barrels of drinking water, syrup, olive oil, and fine wine sealed tightly in wooden barrels. travel through.

There is no light in the storage room and it is very dim.

What a stinky brother. Let your sister do the troublesome things. Let your little priest and your warlock sister enjoy the luxurious suite. How come I didn't notice you, this little bad guy, before?

Nastia was dressed in a leather outfit and high boots. She used dance-like movements to avoid various ingredients in the air, and she did not forget to tease Aaron.

No one else can do this kind of thing, only Sister Nastia can do it. Aaron said with a smile as he pushed away the bacon that was reverberating in the air with his hands.

Interesting, I didn't expect that the Knights of the Shield are underground in the tavern where we are staying. Anomin moved around in a vat filled with syrup: There are so many rats!

Rats could be seen on the floor of the storage room from time to time. One rat really chewed a piece of bacon and circled in the air with its inertia. It was unwilling to let go until the moment it was pinched to death by Anomin.

If we don't deal with these problems as soon as possible, there will be more and more rats. Aaron narrowed his eyes: Nastia, did the other party say how to contact us?

Well, if I'm not wrong... Nastia was sexy and slim, her bulging body pressed tightly against the wall of the storage room, and she fumbled to open a door.

In the large wine storage room, the cabinets are filled with two to three hundred bottles of fine wine, and there are several giant wine barrels embedded in the wall that are taller than a person.

The dark elf sister found the second large wine barrel from the left, found the button on the lower edge of the large wine barrel, and pressed it lightly.

Crack~ The sound of mechanical rotation immediately came from inside the big wine barrel.

The wine barrel was not opened, as if waiting for something.

Aaron and Anomin both looked at Nestia.

I saw the Dark Elf sister smile sarcastically, with a trace of amusement flashing in her mature and charming scarlet eyes. Her little hands covered with black silk gloves gently tapped the wine barrel twice, and the agreed code words came out of her plump red lips.

Help me, Mr. Bodian!

Ka~ ka ka ka ka ka~

The giant wine barrel opens outward, revealing the passage inside.

There are eternal torches hanging on both sides of the stone tunnel. Four stone statues stand on both sides of the tunnel. Their images are standard knights. The only thing that is noticeable is that they have special coats of arms on their shields.

An open eye.

Aaron knew that there were not many nobles or kingdoms that used eyes as heraldic patterns. Except for the vigilant eye of Helm, there were also very few gods who liked to use eyes as their holy emblems.

If there is any god who likes to use eyes the most, then it is undoubtedly Tzeentch. The holy symbol of Tzeentch is the eyes opened in colorful flames.

However, in fact, in the early days of the Human Empire, the eye was also used as a holy symbol. People called it the Emperor's Eye. In the early days of the 30K Great Crusade, many Primarchs had such decorations on their bodies, such as the Primarch Fu, the Son of the Emperor. Root, Thousand Sons Primarch Magnus, and Warmaster Horus all have eyes adorning their bodies.

It was only after the 30K Rebellion that this decoration became as taboo as the Second Empire.

To a certain extent, this is evidence that the Emperor was once personally chosen by the Four Gods of Chaos (confirmed).

The stone tunnel is not long. At the end of the stairs that go down about 20 to 30 meters, there are thick wood-clad iron double doors. When you open the door, the scenery in front of you suddenly becomes clear.

There is a round table in the middle of the stone hall with an area of ​​more than 300 square meters. Eight seats surround the round table to form the core of the hall. There are some furniture around the hall, such as office-like cubicles and bookcases. A row of weapons are hung on the shelves. A standard set of shield knight armor was framed, and there was also a small altar. The altar was dedicated to a certain celestial god. But if you look carefully, you will find that the face of the celestial god is blurry and a little... weird.

There are already several people in the hall, all wearing black robes and wearing metal skull masks on their faces.

This look was so familiar to Aaron.

Followers of Baal? !

Is the Church of Baal behind the Knights of the Shield?

The black-robed skeleton was not surprised by the appearance of Aaron and others. The leader was admiring the portrait of Baldur's Gate founder Bodean. When he saw someone coming, the black-robed skeleton did not turn around: Things What? Did you bring it?

thing?

Wait, we didn’t ask you for Bodean’s nautical chart, why are you now asking me for something?

Aaron and Nestia looked at each other, and both saw the confusion in the other's eyes.

We are ready. The black-robed skeleton man motioned to the two black-robed men behind him to come up, each holding a suitcase.

This made Aaron even more confused. The two parties had never discussed the transaction amount of the sea chart before?

At this point, Aaron motioned for Anoming to take the money, and the demon prince took a step forward and lifted the bag full of gold coins.

The man in the black robe and skull mask nodded. He motioned to his subordinates to open the suitcase, and at the same time he took out the knife himself and lightly scratched the bag.

The bag was torn, and a lot of gold coins fell to the ground.

You? Annuo was obviously a little angry. He didn't feel a trace of respect in the actions of the black-robed skeleton man.

However, the next scene made Aaron and others even more strange.

When the black-robed skeleton man cut open the bag, their suitcases were opened at the same time. Inside was a row of golden tickets branded with the holy symbol of Lierra, the goddess of joy.

The gold tickets in the box, the gold coins in the bag, the black-robed skeleton and Aaron and others looked at each other with big eyes.

Aaron: ?

Skeleton man in black robe: ???

Aaron thought to himself, I’m here to trade Bode Anhaitu, what do you want to do?

How could such a secret connection be made as if the two parties were conducting an underground transaction of small change for whole money?

The black-robed skeleton man obviously had the same doubts as Aaron and others. The two sides looked at each other for a while, and these Baal believers finally couldn't help but speak: Emperor, this is different from what we agreed.

Emperor? Emperor?

Does the Lord of Humanity still have a deal with Baal?

Aaron was even more confused. He could only look at Nastia. After all, it was the Dark Elf sister who was responsible for connecting with the Shield Knights.

Nestia took a step forward: Where is Ms. Julia? I'm here to negotiate a deal! Is this how the Knights of the Shield treat their guests?

It seems that you are not the emperor. The Baal believers understood now, and the leader of the black-robed skeleton made a gesture: The problem is simple.

The suitcase was closed, and the men in black robes unsheathed their sharp knives.

Kill them.

…………

The mirror on the wall reflected the confrontation in the underground secret hall in the crystal ball. The head of the unrivaled beauty and famed Madame Bodoku Suki Julia was entangled with flexible and powerful octopus tentacles, and her eyes turned white. Tongue sticking out.

A perfect mind flayer used its tentacles to wrap around Mrs. Bodoku's brain to strengthen her control while watching the battle in the underground hall.

“If you want to get the Bodrian chart, you have to show value.”

Takeshi, Aaron, who is the more valuable one?

I guess I'll find out soon enough.

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