Arcane Journey

Chapter 169 Silvermoon City

After Brian explained that he was the lord from the Kingdom of Cormyr, he passed the guard post in Silvermoon City smoothly.

They didn't embarrass him too much, knowing his true identity, they even enthusiastically prepared to send him to the city.

Knowing everything about Silvermoon City, he naturally wouldn't have doubts about it.

In the hostile Northland, although settlement and intelligent civilization have lasted for more than a thousand years, the constant orc invasions, harsh climate and uncompromising wilderness still prove that the Northland is only the edge of the continent.

And 'Northland' is also the common name of the Cormyrs and Valemen for the area west of the Ennook Desert and north of the High Moor.

Because of this, most cities in the North will treat any outsiders with an attitude close to paranoia, but Silvermoon City is an example of the opposite.

As a member of the Alliance of Lords, and as the Silver Federation itself, Silvermoon City has always been a powerful and influential existence.

Here is the look that many other cities yearn for: in a quiet and peaceful country, all races live together, sharing the same knowledge, celebrations and city defenses.

The main inhabitants of the city are 'good' races: humans, dwarves, gnomes, elves, halflings and half-elves.

No existence will be rejected by Silvermoon City because of its different races.

Of course, if those drow or orcs who obeyed their true blood violated the laws and regulations in this peaceful city, the punishment they deserved would not be lenient in the slightest.

As the core of the Silver Federation, the richest and most important surface city in the Northland after Waterdeep City, Silvermoon City is the real 'Treasure of the Northland'.

It is located on the north bank of the Raven River, the city wall bends into a semicircle against the river, has a wide pier and an invisible magic arch bridge 'Moon Bridge' across the Raven River.

The image of the moon bridge, an arched silver force field spanning the waters, is breathtaking, and its magnificence even moved Brian, who was used to seeing it.

It is said that some people claim to have seen Lurue, the unicorn goddess, dancing on the bridge when no one is around.

The bridge can only be seen in the moonlight, and first-time travelers must walk carefully on the bridge.

Because the arch bridge is similar to the glass cutting road in the scenic area, but with the help of magic, it is more realistic.

The open space under your feet is like an abyss, and people will feel very uncomfortable walking up. If you encounter a fear of heights, you can't even enter the gate of the city.

In tense times of battle, the central arch can also be magically shrunk until it disappears, allowing attackers to fall into the river, or ships with too high masts to navigate.

Even though Brian has lived here for five years, he still thinks it's a stunning place, with its twisting borders, towering towers, and houses built on top of living trees.

To many elves, the city is a memory of an old elven city.

Some call it Myth Drannor of the North, and the fabled city itself has been revived and fallen again in modern times.

The masonry structures of the buildings in the city can also quickly grow ivy and other living plants, and then run through, cover, and surround them, integrating into various architectural elements, making most of the city a greenery.

Although there are many tree structures exuding a strong natural atmosphere, Silvermoon City is also a very civilized place.

There are specialized music and magic schools, sage libraries, bard colleges, and various temples and altars in the city, worshiping the forest goddess Merika, the god of knowledge Oghma, the god of nature Sivanus, Goddesses such as Sune, the goddess of love, Tamora, the goddess of fortune, and Mystra, the magician.

In fact, the true treasure of Silvermoon is knowledge itself, and its acquisition, as well as the wisdom gained through diligent study, are as valuable as magic or wealth.

Led by a silver knight standing guard at the Raven River Outpost, Brian came to the Moon Bridge.

This arch bridge spans the Ruiwen River and extends to the front of the city gate.

After entering the city gate, the busy city scene was like a scroll, gradually occupying Brian's field of vision.

He strolled through the winding streets of this magical city. After more than 20 years, he was once again infected by the slow and quiet meditative atmosphere in the city.

This made him have to admit that Silvermoon City is really rich and beautiful, even more dazzling than Waterdeep City, which is second only to the so-called 'Land of One City'.

This city seems to be completely shrouded in a magical atmosphere, the streetscape is unbelievably bright, and several majestic mage towers pierce into the sky.

The bases of the towers were built of pure white rock, and the violet-colored spires were rimmed with gold, and around many of the spires were magical devices that gleamed like gems and swirled and danced.

Looking at the spiral towers and strangely shaped buildings, as a former long-term resident, Brian knew that there is actually no architectural style that can dominate in Silvermoon City.

What they have is the free play and imaginative creativity of the architects, who are not afraid of criticism and accusations from others. Over time, endless wonders have appeared in this city.

The most important thing is that Silvermoon City is different from its two powerful neighbors—Waterdeep City and Neverwinter City. What it values ​​is not the accumulation of wealth, but the incomparable architectural beauty.

Obviously, Silvermoon City also belongs to philosophers and artists.

Here, an architect can let his dreams fly in a one-hundred-foot tower, a poet can chant his masterpiece on a street corner, and make a living on the various rewards thrown by passers-by.

It is precisely because of its tolerance that the ancient style of the earliest era of the forgotten country still remains here.

Then Elves, Dwarfs, and Men had a world wide enough to wander under the sun and stars without having to run beyond the invisible but hostile borders of some kingdom.

The existence of Silvermoon City is more like an open provocation to all the conquerors and tyrants in this world.

So far, no one has been able to occupy and rule this place.

Brian deliberately slowed down and walked under the beautiful scenery of Silvermoon City, because the experience of visiting this city is the most unforgettable experience in the eyes of most non-Silvermoon locals.

Even those who have spent years battling monsters or manipulating magic see Silvermoon City as a peaceful and beautiful place, a great opportunity to learn and a temporary escape from the harsh reality of the North good environment.

However, the only thing that made him feel a little fly in the ointment was that his original purpose of coming here was mainly to find his psion companion.

Who would have thought that the half-elf monk sent news through the Harper's intelligence network.

His companion went to the floating mountain range where the 'Silver Moon Dragon Queen' Vera Marandes lived half a month ago, and has not yet returned to Silver Moon City.

Thinking of the erratic nature of the floating mountain range suspended in the sky, he decided to temporarily find a hotel to live in for two days, to see if he could wait for her to return to Silvermoon City.

If he can't wait, he can only leave a letter and go to other things first.

After all, there are a lot of things in his hands. In addition to going to the desert to find a Nether scroll that records construction knowledge, he also plans to go to Blingdenstone City in the Underdark.

In that dwarf city, due to the disorder of the elements during the period of the Arcane catastrophe, a kind of charged magic gem that is unique in the entire continent was produced.

Considering the future development, he must take the production line of this charged gem into his own hands.

After all this is done, he will start to build his own wizard tower, which is the most important thing.

With so many affairs, he didn't even have time to study the magic knowledge in the scrolls of Nether, or practice his spellcasting expertise.

Walking, Brian, who came to Dancer Mask Street on the north bank of Silvermoon City, suddenly saw a tall towering oak tree with a thick green crown on top of its thick trunk, like a big green umbrella.

There were a few children playing under the tree. The familiar scene made him smile, and he couldn't help thinking of the dusty memories that had been buried for many years.
He vaguely remembered that there was a huge oak tree in his hometown in the countryside when he was a child. When his parents went out to work, he would often play in groups under the oak tree with the children from the neighbors.

At that time, whenever he went out to play, grandpa, who was lying on the old rattan chair by the threshold, always held a cup of hot tea in his hand, narrowed his wrinkled eyes slightly, and said lazily, "Go play, be careful when you go out, you know?"

Nowadays, people are neither things nor things, and everything has changed beyond recognition, but this is still the commemoration and nostalgia of his life.
The past is always fascinating, waking up from the memory, Brian walked towards the big tree with an inexplicable mood, touched the trunk lightly, and felt a wet feeling spontaneously, and the deep trace seemed to bring him back to his own happiness and happiness. Childhood time.

In fact, the oak tree that stretches to the sky is the Golden Oak Hotel, his favorite hotel ever.

On the branches around the oak tree, like a bird's nest, there are many wooden huts, and the branches of the big oak tree are covered with sparkling fluorescent stones.

At night, this huge and tall oak tree is as colorful as it is covered with camouflage lights.

Looking at the familiar scene, he couldn't help feeling that he was walking aimlessly, and unexpectedly came here again without knowing it.

Because when he left the ruined Kingdom of Cormyr and came to Silvermoon City for the first time, he also unknowingly saw a few children playing and stopped involuntarily.

All of this is so the same, making him feel like a dream.

Brian didn't hesitate anymore, raised his footsteps, and walked towards the hotel.

As usual, the decor inside features clean air, fragrant herbs and ferns.

These intentional arrangements seem to remind guests of the joy and safety brought by nature.

It can be seen from here that the Golden Oak Hotel is the favorite gathering place for rangers, druids, and priests of the natural pantheon.

He didn't go to the basement bar to join in the fun, but under the guidance of a ranger waiter, he climbed the vine ladder to one of the guest rooms located in the highest area of ​​the oak tree.

Although the price of living in a hotel is high, it is worth the money, and it can make him feel comfortable and comfortable.

Of course, for Brian, what he values ​​more is the broad vision and tranquil environment.

Because no matter where he is, he likes to sit leisurely by himself in a quiet small house or in a grove, to enjoy some lonely tranquility.

It's also one of the things he loves to do in the game world.

In the game, this peaceful and comfortable atmosphere allows him to devote himself to magic learning faster and temporarily forget those troubles in reality.

I was brought into this world in an instant, as if I was originally a member of this world.

But he can observe everything in front of him with calm eyes with an objectivity that is far from this world.

This feeling of being away is what Brian likes and is obsessed with the most, and it is the same after being reborn into this world.

Although this is not a game world, there will be injuries, pain, and even death, but Brian's views have not changed much because of this.

He may contribute to the people he cares about in this world, try to protect them, or help them, but he will not change his perspective and position because of this.

It's like in the game, the player and the NPC may face the siege of the evil race and temporarily abandon the confrontation and identity difference between each other, and face the monster's attack hand in hand.

However, that doesn't mean they think exactly the same.

For NPCs, they abandon disputes in order to protect the city they live in and their loved ones.

But for players, when they protect the city, they are more interested in the experience points obtained by killing monsters, the reputation points and favorability that can be obtained by protecting the city, or simply to avoid the failure of an important task chain that they are doing. NPCs are killed by monsters.

Although in terms of process and results, they did protect the city besieged by monsters, but in terms of motives, they were likely to be completely different and completely irrelevant.

It's not that there are no players who forget the real world because they are addicted to this virtual world, or even simply refuse to return to the real world, but live like an aborigine here.

Those players devoted themselves wholeheartedly, as if they were born and grew up in this world.

Here, this adventure world full of swords and magic, is their real home.As for the real world outside, they would rather treat it as a dream.

Brian didn't like this.

He didn't devote himself wholeheartedly to it, although he would also be saddened by the death of the NPC he admired, angry at those plots of betrayal, and even so angry at those forces who wanted to stab him in the back that he wanted to kill his whole family .

But even so, he still maintains this detached perspective that is dissociated between the two worlds-this is a relationship that is difficult to say clearly.

It's like on the stage, some people are the audience, and some people are the actors.

They each have their own perspective, and what they see is completely different from each other.

Brian is in between the audience and the actors.

He not only watched the play in front of him, but also participated in it - but even so, Brian still did not forget his true identity.

This is not his own world, but he still struggles here, not only for himself, but also for his own goals.

So, what is the point of him doing this?
Maybe there wasn't much point in the first place, he thought.

Because meaning is something that is originally interpreted by people.

Someone can feel the prosperity and decline of a certain kingdom from the ruins of a city that has gone through thousands of years, or see a person's sorrow and helplessness in the face of a sudden fate from the moans of a bard.

But what some people see is nothing more than the obscenity of the broken wall and the obscenity of the drunken maniac.

Brian didn't know why after returning to Silvermoon City, he would suddenly think so much like a literary youth, moaning without illness.

He sighed softly, and closed the magic book in his hand.

Despite his best efforts, he was still unable to focus his craving attention on spell knowledge as usual.

He walked to the window and opened it, stood with his hands behind his back, and looked into the distance.

Time is always like the fine sand flowing through the fingertips, slipping quietly inadvertently.

The sorrows and sorrows of the past are also washed away by the passing time, and the joy and smiles left behind are forever fresh in the depths of memory.

Before he knew it, he saw that Dusk had put away the long thread full of sadness, and was staring at the gorgeous magic city silently with black pupils.

Although Yinyue City was singing and dancing, it was peaceful and peaceful, but there was still a group of people watching the direction of another group of people going away alone in the dim lights.

The sound of harps and flutes also faintly floated in the air, hoarse and melodious
Brian stood still in a daze, and the strange oppression brought by the approaching night made him feel confused and melancholy.

In a trance, an illusion condensed in front of his dull eyes, turned into a figure, and suddenly appeared in front of him.

Brian thought he was wrong, and closed his eyes subconsciously, but a smile, and eyes with infinite tenderness and worry under a pair of long eyelashes, seemed to be locked in his closed eyelids, and appeared in his eyes. in mind.

His expression was startled, and he turned around suddenly.

An extraordinary and refined elf woman stood in front of him, she was smiling at him, her eyes were clear and crystal clear, her slightly rolling eyeballs revealed a layer of dream-like brilliance, and seemed to be dancing with years of experience and wisdom.

She wore a gown of the finest silk, and her long, lustrous silver hair hung down to her waist.

Under the blowing of the night wind, her long hair fluttered with the wind, her dress fluttered, and her slender legs were faintly visible under the thin dress.

Her graceful and slender figure is outlined by a tight silver belt, and layers of clothes wrap her curvaceous curves, as if to hide her charming demeanor.

Seeing this, Brian relaxed and looked at her beautiful face and grace carefully.

This is a face that is so beautiful that people can suffocate it. It is white and flawless, and its eyes are like a pool of clear water. But the light of the heart flickering in the cold, arrogant and agile, makes people have to dream about it.

As usual, feeling a vague spiritual aura emanating from her eyes, Brian was finally defeated and looked away.

But she took the initiative to walk towards him, with light and dignified steps, with a unique charm, graceful and graceful.

When she came to his side, an indescribable fragrance wafted from her body, just like the lotus in the pond, a faint fragrance, with a subtle fragrance that was faintly present, and she could still feel it after smelling it for a long time To a refreshing fragrance.

"You seem to have changed a lot." She spoke first, and said softly to him, "Brian, I'm worried about you."

Involuntarily, she stretched out her cold hand and stroked Brian's cheek tenderly.

"Don't worry, I said that I will come to you, just like the promise I made." Brian said to her, "You have also changed a lot. Now you, after all, is the He who I am familiar with?" Lister is still the supreme lord of Silvermoon City."

Among the leaders of Silvermoon City, the longest-serving and most influential one is the elector of the goddess of magic, the supreme lady Alustriel, one of the Seven Sisters of the Northland.

But with the fall of the Supreme Lady, the ruling power of this beautiful and prosperous city was finally handed over to the human mage "Thundermaster" Thon Hornblade after the consideration of the Silver Moon Dragon Queen.

After serving as the lord of Silvermoon City for nearly a century, Tern voluntarily gave up the leadership of the city on the grounds of studying magic, and handed it over to Methema, the half-elf son of Alastriol and the supreme commander of the Armed Forces of Silvermoon City. Ailasemei is in charge.

Because the new ruler, Methema, was very forthright and had no patience to cooperate with the other lords of the alliance, when trying to support nearby cities, Silvermoon City's support to Sundabar was accused of being insufficient and ineffective, which led to the The surface population of the city was wiped out.

This incident disbanded the Silver Federation, and the reputation of Silvermoon City suffered the most severe damage.

At the end of the event, all the dwarf nations broke away from Silvermoon, and without the support of these kingdoms, and without the wise leadership provided by Alustriel since its founding, the Federation eventually fell apart.

At the same time, the mortal enemies around the alliance took the opportunity to plot to subvert it. The orc tribes on the mountains were ready to move, and the drow elves of Menzoberranzan also threatened the chaotic alliance from the ground.

In the end, like the rest of the continent, ancient kingdoms and remnants of magical plagues aggravate the forests and plains of the Alliance.

This chaos continued until the 'Silver Moon Dragon Queen' Vera Marrades picked out a new lord, and then gradually subsided and moved towards new prosperity.

There is no doubt that the new lord is the psion in front of him called Hellist.

Same as 'Supreme Lady' Alustriel.

Her dream is also to build a glorious city-state that can accommodate all races like the great elf city that has passed away 'Myth Draenor'.

Her governance of Silvermoon City and the various high-difficulty tasks she released to players all show that she has been working tirelessly towards this goal.

Bryan used some news picked up by the players. For example, the most mysterious lord in the Northland, who appeared in front of the world every year on the day of the Moon Ceremony, would personally burn a Only then did the huge scarecrow learn that the other party was not a person from the main material world, but an elf who escaped from a destroyed small world.

When he knew that there was also an elf named Hellist in the Asno Small World he was reborn in, and after confirming that it was the same person, he came to the main material world with her for the same purpose. Save the small world that is still under the gaze of the ancient evil.

"If you don't like the title of Supreme Lord." Heliste pondered for a while, and then said to him in a soft tone, "I can ask Ms. Vera Marrades to resign and go back to Mokou Town with you. "

Brian considered the words in her words and understood her character. He naturally knew that the other party was not joking with him.

As long as she nods, she will definitely run away with him carrying the bucket.

However, this was not the result he hoped to see. After all, with the relationship between the two of them, letting Heliste be in charge of Silvermoon City was the same as being in charge of himself.

Naturally, he would not miss this opportunity.

In this way, he can take advantage of this convenience to obtain some knowledge that he once longed for.

"No, I am very happy to see you become the ruler of Silvermoon City." He smiled and said to her, "Besides, if you give up, you will be too sorry for the expectations of the Silvermoon Dragon Queen."

"I see." Helisite nodded slightly, revealing a slight smile.

"This is not a place for conversation." She took Brian's hand, "Come back to the High Palace with me, I have many things to tell you."

Seeing Brian nodding, she immediately activated the teleportation ability and disappeared in place together with him.

(End of this chapter)