Arcane Journey

Chapter 267 Wisteria Valley

"Um……"

When Santilla opened her eyes again, what caught her eyes was golden sunlight.

"I am..."

She muttered to herself and sat up, stroked her messy thick white hair, and looked around blankly.

For Santilla, everything last night was like a chaotic and crazy dream, and she couldn't even be sure which ones were reality and which ones were hallucinations in the dream.

But the impressive feeling of satisfaction and exhaustion coming from her body really made her realize that this was definitely not a dream, but something that happened in reality.

That's how she and Brian would feel after doing something like that.

She vaguely remembered that during that crazy night in the city of Ancient Orens, Brian told her that only by doing that kind of thing with the person she likes can she feel the happiest enjoyment.

He was right, so apart from him, she had never lived a profligate private life like the other drow compatriots in the city of Orens, and Mistress Tux, who would not spare even ugly demons.

In the city of Ancient Orens, she once observed the magic and witnessed Mistress Isatabella of the Tux family summoning a berserk demon and a giant bull demon from the bottomless abyss.

The scene was simply creepy.

Bryan had told her that she was a different kind of drow, destined to live in the sun and the mountains and the green forests, so she must never live like her fallen brethren.

And Santilla also clearly felt that only at this time, would she feel that she was completely relaxed, leaning on Brian's arms, and she could give everything to him with peace of mind, and she didn't have to worry about anything Feel.

It was a sense of... security she had never had in the Underdark.

but……

Santilla was taken aback for a moment, then she shook her head vigorously, putting aside the scene in her mind, it was just a dream, yes, it must be a dream, how could she feel because of that kind of thing?

That's too perverted!

That's right, it was definitely a dream - there was no way Brian would have done something like that!

After repeating back and forth several times in the depths of her heart, it was not so much self-confirmation as self-consolation to appease her restless heart, and then Santilla had time to raise her head again and look at the room in front of her .

This is undoubtedly the room arranged by the Misty Valley Knight for Brian. From the floor-to-ceiling windows next to it, you can see the town under the sun and the beautiful and green valley in the distance...

Wait, sunshine?
It was only at this time that Santilla seemed to wake up suddenly. You must know that in the Misty Valley, the morning fog is very thick, but there is no sunshine at all.

It is for this reason that Misty Valley got its name.

In this valley surrounded by fog all year round, the sun can only be seen from twelve o'clock to four or five o'clock in the afternoon.

Could it be that he slept until noon?

What should I do?
Oops, there's still so much to do!

woo woo woo...

Thinking of this, Santilla hurriedly jumped up from the bed, and began to grab the clothes that were randomly thrown on the ground and put them on.

But even so, Santilla was a little flustered.

Since they parted from Brian in the Underdark, they hadn't seen each other for nearly a year, and it was only now that they finally had a chance to get close to him, but it was a bit too much if they were not careful.

What if someone finds out?
Although looking at Brian's appearance, he didn't seem to mind this kind of thing being discovered at all, but for Santilla, she still had to have some scruples.

Especially her Storm teacher.

The first time Santilla left the Underdark, the place where she appeared was the Valley of Shadows.

In the surface world where the dark elves are being excluded, she was besieged by a group of valley people holding pitchforks. As a last resort, she was about to release spells to punish them. She was the leader of the Harper Alliance. Her storm teacher appeared in time to help her resolved the crisis.

Teacher Storm took her in, not only taught her many fighting skills, but also let the sage of Shadow Valley, Elminster, teach her a lot of magical knowledge.

And last night, she actually served Brian with her teacher.

In Santilla's impression, Teacher Storm has always given her the feeling that she is approachable, amiable, and her mature face is always full of kindness, full of gentle and lively smiles, even when meeting for the first time, people can feel her friendliness and intimacy.

As a dark elf living in the ancient Orens city, with a cruel life and endless layers of intrigues, Santilla never dared to trust anyone easily.

But when she first saw Teacher Storm, she instinctively thought that this was a surface human who was worthy of her trust just like Brian.

However, last night, the impression Teacher Feng gave her was quite different.

That feeling is like a person who tried his best to cover up and pretend, finally tore off his mask, revealing the truest side.

terrible!

She found it unbelievable that this gentle and kind Teacher Storm had even surpassed the dark elves in the ancient city of Orens in terms of private life.

Oh my god... how should I face Mr. Storm?

Thinking of the scene where she was going to meet her teacher next, Santilla felt a headache.

Oops, what should I say now...

Facing the mirror and meticulously arranging her long hair, Santilla was also thinking about this question helplessly deep in her heart, but she didn't get the answer.

And at this moment, a voice that she was very, very familiar with suddenly came from not far behind Santilla.

"Santila, there is no need to be so anxious, take your time, there is still plenty of time."

"Huh?" Hearing this voice, Santilla was taken aback for a moment.

Then she turned around, only to see Brian sitting beside her at some point.

At this moment, he was leaning leisurely on the chair, his profile was like a straight line drawn with charcoal, his cold and wise eyes were staring at a book with a dark green cover opened in his hand, as if he was looking for something.

Looking at the handsome face that caught her in her dreams, Santilla's face flushed slightly, and then she coughed involuntarily, and stopped what she was doing.

"Brian? When were you there?"

"I've always been there, it's just that you haven't noticed it." Brian turned over the book in his hand and looked at Santilla with a teasing look.

Frankly speaking, this is the first time he has seen Santilla in such a panic, and I have to say that this is indeed a very fresh experience. Seeing that Princess Drow in the ancient city of Orens has such a childish side, it is very cute.

However, Bryan didn't intend to ask more questions on this topic.

After all, women's dressing up is a very private matter. Although a beautiful girl like Santilla does not belong to the type that can be seen with makeup on, but can become a ghost after removing makeup, it seems that she just dresses up casually on weekdays. Not too much modification.

However, this kind of thing is women's own privacy after all, as a man, it's better not to deal with it.

When he often went to Suzar City to guide Hisaiah's work, he was complained many times by the regent queen because of this incident.

"If you're worried about being late, you don't have to. Your teacher has already arranged other tasks for you, so you don't need to go to the border of Misty Valley."

"Other tasks?"

Santilla frowned suspiciously, and asked, "What mission?"

"Come to a demiplane with me." Brian opened the book, his magical aura flickered slightly, and said to her, "I specially asked your Storm teacher to arrange this."

"Teacher Storm..."

Hearing the teacher's name, Santilla was inexplicably flustered.

"Teacher, what did she do?"

"She went to the Church of the Mother of the Earth today, and heard that Waterdeep City sent a potion to treat the plague of death, and they are conducting preliminary tests."

Speaking of Waterdeep City, Brian recalled a piece of news he heard from the leader of the Harpist.

On the high wilderness of the Northland region, the masked lord of Waterdeep City, another elector of the goddess of magic, Kelben Black Rod Orosan gathered many powerful high-ranking mages, trying to make the lost elf city Lai Manson reappeared.

In order to make the spell permanent, he and another legendary mage, Uriel the Silent, sacrificed their lives to create Lemanson, also known as the 'City of Hope'.

As far as he knows, this city will not open until about five years later. As an ancient lost elf city, there are many magical knowledge and treasures from the elves' glory days.

If there is a chance, he must go there in person and pay tribute to those heroes who sacrificed their lives.

Sometimes, Brian really admired these kind-hearted people, at least such a great thing as giving his life, which he would definitely not be able to do.

This made him can't help but reflect secretly, isn't his acting style a bit too selfish?Too much profit-seeking?

Will this make him gradually lose his human side?
At least I am on the side of the good camp, and I have never done anything harmful to nature, and my territory, even the entire Kingdom of Cormyr, is under my guidance, subtly moving towards no exploitation, no oppression, and self-liberation , and develop in the direction of a highly ideologically enlightened magic empire... he thought to himself.

"Okay, I see." Santilla's soft and beautiful voice interrupted Brian's meditation.

Hearing that the teacher was not there, the drow girl patted her plump chest and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Although it's not really a guilty conscience, but just getting up from Brian's bed and going to meet the teacher, it does make Santilla a little embarrassed.

Hearing this reassuring news at this moment, Santilla finally relaxed a lot.

She reached out again and straightened her hair and clothes before walking up to Brian and saying to him:

"Then Brian, I'll go back to my room to take a shower and change, and last night... that..."

"Ok?"

When Brian came back to his senses, he was stunned for a moment, and then, with lightning speed, he wrapped his left hand around Santilla's waist, letting the girl who cried out in surprise sit sideways on his lap.

His left hand lightly stroked Santilla's back, which was as soft as a cat, and he said with a smile, "What happened last night?"

Brian looked Santilla up and down meaningfully.

As far as female drow are concerned, Santilla's figure is relatively slender, which may be related to the opponent's frequent practice of ranger's melee skills.

In the game, most of the female drow priests were plump, round and sexy, but the girl in front of him felt more like a cheetah waiting to explode at any time.

With her tempered, powerful and soft figure, she formed a strange wild charm, as if she perfectly combined the elegance and refinement of the surface elves with the sexiness of the drow elves, full of contradictions And dazzling brilliance.

Seeing Brian's half-smile expression, Santilla's heart trembled, and she couldn't help but recall the madness of last night.

"No, no, nothing."

Like a frightened deer, she quickly put her hands on his shoulders, broke free from his arms, and decisively stopped the topic. She was not so stupid as to dig her own grave.

In fact, she was afraid that if she couldn't control herself, she would have another fierce confrontation with Brian.

Although she has already tasted the taste and liked this feeling, she definitely does not do it casually on any occasion, anytime, anywhere like the dark compatriots in the underground world.

"I'll...I'll go back first, I'll come and find you later..."

Santilla glanced at Brian secretly, and found that he didn't look angry at all, so she nodded to him, then hurriedly turned and left the room.

It wasn't until the door was closed that the girl breathed a sigh of relief. Then, she turned her head and looked at Brian's room with a complicated expression, then shook her head and left quickly.

"It's really fun."

It wasn't until Santilla left that Brian shrugged and put down the books in his hand.

Then, he stretched out his hand with a thought.

Soon, the Austrian fire emitting blue and white flames floated out of his body, suspended in mid-air.

Looking at the sparkling arcane fire, Brian's brows that stretched out gradually tightened together.

Last night, his original purpose was to use the energy of the Silver Fire to successfully fuse the Austrian Fire and the Source of Arcane Energy he had mastered, and then smoothly step into the legendary realm.

Originally, he thought that advancing to the legendary field was a matter of course, but who would have thought that in the process of fusion, there would still be an accident.

His Austrian Fire and Arcane Energy Spring were too powerful, and the Storm's Silver Fire could not provide enough energy to meet his requirements.

The specific reason is mainly because the opponent's profession is bard and harper scout, while his profession is arcanist.

This led to some instinctive conflicts in the process of ending the fusion of Silver Fire energy, so that at the critical moment of fusion, it failed because of the weak follow-up.

In this case, the Harper leader proposed two plans to him. The first one was to wait for another voter, Simbu, one of the Seven Sisters of the Northland who was also a caster, to use her silver fire energy.

The second is to wake up the slain soul of Dove Hawkhand who died with Prince Shade. Her silver fire energy left in the material world, combined with the silver fire of the storm, can definitely meet his requirements.

Of these two conditions, Brian chose the second without thinking.

After all, he knew a lot about Simbu, the crazy witch who ate and slept every day and killed the red-robed wizard.

Among the Seven Sisters of the Northland, if Storm is loved by the world because of his kindness and approachable character, then Simbu is because of fear.

Apparently, he wasn't arrogant enough to provoke such a mad witch.

Brian came back to his senses and began to study the book in his hand.

Dove Hawkhand died with the Shadow Prince Vatik in Misty Vale.

Her soul, just like the eldest sister Helen among the Seven Sisters of the North, did not dissipate because of this, but wandered unconsciously in the Misty Valley.

But to call her soul back and revive her memory, a very important person is involved.

Azara Eaglehand, the son of Dove, an elite scout of the Harper Alliance, and a ranger of Melikail whose strength has reached the legendary realm.

Only he can call back his mother's soul in the Misty Valley.

The son of the elector of the goddess of magic, because of a big mistake, is currently being imprisoned in a magic half-plane called 'Wisteria Valley'.

"Haha... finally someone passed the master's test. Victor no longer needs to stay here. Victor can finally go to Wisteria Valley."

Speaking of Wisteria Valley, Brian recalled an observer beholder he met in the Underdark.

According to Storm's explanation, he learned that this magical demiplane called 'Valley of Wisteria' was created by the legendary elf mage Srinxi from Myth Draenor.

Today, this demiplane has been occupied by a group of beholder tyrants, and it is full of dead magic areas and anti-magic fields, which are very unfriendly to any spellcaster.

This is also the reason why Storm and others have not chosen to save Azara in the current crisis situation.

It is obvious that they intend to wait until the crisis in the city of ghosts is resolved before starting to act.

What moved Brian the most was another inconspicuous piece of news. The time flow rate of this half-plane was different from that of the material plane. Five days in Wisteria Valley was equivalent to one day on the material plane.

What Brian lacks most right now is time. If he really gets this demiplane, then his efficiency will undoubtedly increase by five times.

Moreover, Storm also assured him that if he really rescued Dove's son, it would be no problem to give him this magic demiplane full of dead magic areas and anti-magic fields.

After all, in the eyes of these voters, this demiplane is no different from discarded objects.

Brian once again set his sights on the book, which is a key to open the demiplane.

(End of this chapter)