Super Magician: The Magic Network Collapsed Again at the Start
Chapter 43 You have to believe at least one of them.
Chapter 43 You have to believe one thing, right?
"Sir?" the female elf called softly.
"Oh, are all the people in the garden guests of the hotel?" Anser asked casually.
"Not entirely, there are also diners. The restaurant is on the first floor of the treehouse." The female elf smiled patiently, her face as smooth as snow cream.
"Hmm, two rooms, how much?" Anser decided to settle in first, keep an eye on Gus, and then consider the next steps.
“It costs 2 gold coins per room per day. Water and breakfast are free. Room fees are prepaid.” The female elf waited with a smile for Anser’s reaction.
"So expensive?!" Anser exclaimed in astonishment.
The price really shocked him; not to mention ordinary people, even ordinary professionals couldn't afford it.
The female elf pursed her lips and narrowed her eyes, seemingly quite satisfied with Anser's reaction: "Sir, Moonshadow Elixir has always been this price. We also have authentic and delicious Moon Elf cuisine here, which you can't find anywhere else."
Blatt subtly tugged at Anser and gave him frequent winks, telling him that this place was no good because he would be too heartbroken to sleep if he lay in bed there.
“I’ll stay for two days.” Anser steeled himself and took out a platinum coin, placing it on the counter.
These are extraordinary times. Other hotels will definitely raise their prices, and there might not even be any rooms available. It's better to stay here temporarily and keep an eye on Gus so he doesn't run away.
He still has about a hundred gold coins, enough to stay for a few weeks without much trouble.
"What is your name, sir?" The female elf picked up a pen and looked at Anser. "Each room needs to register one person's name, or a code name."
“Nornos, Blatt,” Anser casually uttered two names.
Gus probably wouldn't recognize himself, but he was afraid that the other person would become alert if they knew his name, so just in case, he decided not to reveal his name.
The female elf quickly jotted down the names, took out two bronze plaques with keys attached, and beckoned to Anser and the others: "Please follow me."
Anser gestured for Blatt to go up first, then pulled Finn to the window and pointed to a figure in the distance, saying, "Have Grayhawk keep an eye on that person."
"Okay." Finn took off his backpack and handed it to Anser, then hurriedly ran out of the Mushroom House.
Anser picked up his backpack and hurried upstairs.
The Mushroom House is decorated in a fresh and natural style, with attention to detail in every aspect. The corridor is decorated with many oil paintings, mostly depicting landscapes or animals and plants.
They walked all the way to the top floor and stopped in front of the room labeled 6-1. Room 6-2 was right across from them. The naming method was very straightforward.
The female elf opened the door and handed the room card to Anser, but did not go in: "My name is Dara Karonas. You can come to the treehouse to find me if you need anything."
"Thank you." Anser nodded in acknowledgment.
Dara waved and left with a smile, her steps light and quick.
"You're really willing to go all out? You're not after her looks, are you?" Blatt threw down his backpack and looked at him suspiciously.
"Heh." Anser ignored him, looking around at the layout of the room with a hint of satisfaction in his eyes.
The room is about 20 square meters, decorated in a unique style, with solid wood furniture. The floor and bed sheets are very clean, and the bathroom in the corner has no odor at all, which is something that ordinary cleaning methods cannot achieve.
The nearly 1.5-meter-wide glass window provides excellent lighting, and there is an outer sliding window that, when pulled down, provides waterproofing, light blocking, and sound insulation.
Anser walked a few steps to the window, where the bay and dock in the distance, and the town and gardens below came into view.
“Look at that man in the blue robe.” He beckoned to Blatt.
"What's wrong?" Blatt leaned closer, looking curious.
“Don’t stare,” Anser warned. “His name is Guise, the culprit who caused me to fall into the giant pit.”
"What a coincidence?" Blatt suddenly realized, his expression turning serious.
It's both a coincidence and an imperfection. With the north blocked off and the east and south routes too far, heading north from Yinlin Bay is indeed one of the best options.
It's perfectly normal for Gus to stay in the best hotels after inheriting Fabian's estate. "He's a mage? Seems like he has accomplices," Blatt observed carefully.
“I don’t know them.” Anser frowned slightly; the other two were not magic apprentices from the Mage Tower.
He opened the window, leaned against it pretending to admire the scenery, but his mind was actually focused on those few people.
[Guess, Human, Level 1 Warlock (Cursed Scar)]
[Blue Flame Cult Priest, Human, Level 3 Warlock (Scarred), Level 1 Mage]
[Blue Flame Order Elite, Human, Level 4 Warlock (Scarred), Level 1 Priest]
'The Blue Flame Cult?!' Anser was shocked. 'How did Guise get involved with them?'
But then he realized that the focus wasn't on that.
'What is a Cursed Sorcerer? This... doesn't make sense.'
During the magical plague, getting too close to the blue flame storm could lead to infection, forming a magical mark called a cursed scar on the body's surface. This scar manifests as blue jagged cracks, shimmering blue runes like flames, or deep blue flame wings.
The Blue Flame Order believes this is not a curse, but a sacred entity. It is not meant to be healed, but to be understood and controlled, thereby gaining control of a magical power called Blue Flame.
They worshipped magical plagues and had their own gods and saviors, but ultimately it was a cult that disappeared after the return of the goddess of magic.
This is also the origin of the warlock subclass, the Fire Sorcerer.
But there is clearly no out-of-control blue flame storm right now, at least not near Baldur's Gate, so theoretically there is no chance of mastering this power.
'A subclass similar to a fire mage?'
There are many strange and unusual branch professions in Ferren, but most of them are not systematic and difficult to popularize.
For example, there are more than twenty sub-officials for priests, including life, light, magic, war, mystery, knowledge, grave, blood, night... and so on.
The main point is that you can't believe in anything, so you have to believe in at least one thing!
"What's wrong?" Blatt interrupted Anser's thoughts.
“This won’t be easy.” Anser closed the window to block out the view. “Those two are from the Blue Flame Order, and one of them is an elite professional.”
He had heard from Thoradin that the Blue Flame Order knew about him and even classified him as a heretic, so perhaps Guise really did know he was still alive.
Moreover, Gus was previously a magic apprentice with little talent, yet he became a sorcerer in just a few days.
If the Blue Flame Order truly possesses the ability to mass-produce spellcasters, attracting countless magic apprentices and formal mages with a mere wave of their hand, the rate of expansion would be unimaginable.
"There will always be times when you're all alone," Blatt chuckled, unconcerned.
“That makes sense. Let Greyhawk keep an eye on things. Call Finn up here so he can wash up and rest.”
"it is good."
There are two rooms, one for Brad and Finn, and one for Anser by himself.
After a long day, everyone is tired and dirty, so it's a good time to wash up and take a nap while it's still early.
People were coming and going in the garden downstairs. The Blue Flame Cult members had long since disappeared, but Gray Eagle had already confirmed that they had entered the mushroom house, so he wasn't in a hurry.
Right now, all he's thinking about is where to get some experience so he can quickly level up to level 4, which would give him a better chance of winning.
Thank you to all our readers for your support and suggestions!
Priest: In D&D or Baldur's Gate 3, the relationship between a priest's faith and subclasses is downplayed. In reality, if you are a follower of Lorsanda, your priest subclasses can only be chosen from the realms of life and light. If you choose death or blood, it's probably...
(End of this chapter)
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