As a traditional military fortress in Amn used to curb the invasion of monsters and bandits and control the surrounding land and villages, De'Anisburg does not cover a large area.
At least it is much smaller than the lake castle that Bernard gave to Zuo Si, probably only about one tenth of the latter.
Usually, only Sir De'Anis himself, his widowed sister Deshia Kane, the only female heir Nalia, and his adopted son Isaiah live here.
In addition, there was a butler, a captain of the guard, about a dozen soldiers of decent strength, and an equal number of male and female servants, which together probably numbered less than forty people.
In the courtyard inside the castle walls, there are several mastiff dogs used for hunting and warning.
This is obviously a level lower than the lake fort owned by Zuo Si, which has a permanent garrison of 200 troops and can easily form a militia of thousands of people by joining forces with the surrounding manors.
However, this is also the most common scale of castles and fortresses built in rural areas with families as the core in Amn and even the entire continent of Faerun.
After all, the soldiers and servants living in the castle need money and support from the owner of the castle, that is, the lord of the nearby land.
In a non-war situation, the lords would naturally save as much as possible and retain the castle's most basic defensive capabilities. There was no need to spend too much money to feed so many soldiers.
With the help of the castle's solid walls, the narrow and intricate passages inside, and a variety of deadly traps, a dozen soldiers can easily resist the siege of hundreds of monsters such as orcs, half-orcs, goblins, and jackals.
What's more, Sir Deanis had participated in adventures when he was young. Just relying on his warrior strength and the magic weapons and equipment on his body, he could rush into the middle of a dozen or twenty monsters and become invincible, wielding the Flail of Time to smash the opponents into meat paste one after another.
Unfortunately, he obviously misjudged the situation this time.
Thanks to the presence of Isaiah, the enemy already knew clearly about Deanis's internal structure, weaknesses and traps.
In addition, the Mind Flayer is not an ordinary monster. Its powerful psychic powers and charm abilities can easily control the thoughts and will of anyone in the castle. It only took them a very short time to break down the resistance of the defending soldiers.
The trusted captain of the guard was even directly bewitched and became a glorious guide.
Right now, in the deep underground of the castle leading directly to the second floor, six mind flayers were surrounding a circular pond created by magic. They kept opening the skulls of the monster slaves under their control one by one and pouring all the tender brains and brain matter inside into the pond.
In the blink of an eye, the huge brain tissue floating in the center of the pond quickly extends tentacles, absorbing the gray matter in the brain where neurons are most concentrated and the most nutritious for the mind flayer through the strange fluff-like tissue above.
Although its size is huge compared to an ordinary person's brain, it is much smaller than other mind flayer brains that have existed for decades or even hundreds of years, and it is obviously a recent successful transformation.
After more than a dozen brains were completely absorbed, the new main brain immediately issued orders to the other mind flayers through telepathic abilities.
"I sensed new intruders in the castle, so I went to capture them immediately.
Among these people, several had fairly well-developed brains that could be used to replenish the psychic energy I lost during the transformation process.
I prefer the brains of humans, elves, gnomes, and halflings to the less nutritious orcs and troll brains.
Especially the brains of wizards, not only are they delicious but they can also provide a lot of arcane magic knowledge."
"As you wish, great Mastermind."
One of the mind flighters bent down and bowed, then turned around and disappeared at the end of the spiral staircase leading to the surface with the other three of its kind.
Soon after they left, the mastermind shifted its attention to Sir Deanis, who was tied to a pillar and held captive nearby.
At this moment, this warrior of noble birth no longer had the invincible strength he had before, but was replaced by pain, despair and deep sadness.
Because not far away, his adopted son Isaiah was standing on the side of the monsters, and was telling a mind flayer about how Nalia had escaped in the chaos, hoping that the other party could help capture her.
It would be better to just put on a permanent slavery collar and turn it into a puppet at your mercy.
In this way, Isaiah could not only easily annex the property and land of the Deanis family, but also play with the eldest lady of the Deanis family whom he had long coveted.
If he had the chance again, Sir Deanis swore that he would not be so compassionate as to bring this demon son back and raise him.
Instead, they would allow the vengeful wild elf tribes to kill the Ronor family who captured and sold slaves.
It's a pity that it's too late now.
Witnessing with his own eyes the tragic scene of all the servants and soldiers in the castle being captured by the Mind Flayer, and then having their skulls pried open and their brains devoured one by one, Sir Deanis' mental state and heart had almost collapsed, and he was unable to extricate himself from the mad hatred.
If there was the slightest chance, he would not hesitate to pounce on the opponent and bite off the opponent's throat with his teeth to avenge the tragic death of the soldiers and servants.
But what Sir De'Anis couldn't understand was that the Mind Flayer had eaten almost all the soldiers and servants in the castle, but why hadn't it eaten his and his sister's brains yet? Was it because he and Deshia Kane were too smart and therefore looked down upon by the other party?
Or are these guys planning to use their identities to plot some unknown conspiracy? Just when Sir Deanis was puzzled, the voice of the mastermind suddenly echoed in his mind.
"I think you must be wondering why you are still alive and not eaten, right?"
"What do you want to say, monster?"
Sir Deanis asked back through gritted teeth.
"I just want to tell you an answer before you die.
The reason why I didn't eat you and your sister right away was so that your daughter could recruit more adventurers to carry out the so-called rescue plan.
The smartest wizard among these adventurers will become the most important food for me in my larval stage after I become the main brain.
Today, your daughter has successfully completed this task.
So whether it's you or your stupid sister, you are no longer useful.
The next time I feel hungry, that will be the moment you die."
The Mind Flayer Mastermind did not hide anything and directly stated his plan.
Apparently, the soldier who ran back to deliver the letter was actually let go by it on purpose.
In the eyes of this horrible creature, apart from the other mind flayers that follow it, all other humans and monsters can be directly equated with words like slaves and food.
But poor Isaiah knew nothing about this. He thought he was a partner and ally, and kept on chattering and trying to bargain with the Mind Flayer.
Just a second later, the impatient latter swung his tentacles and grabbed the idiot's head, then cracked the skull open, opened his mouth and sucked the brain and brain matter inside without hesitation.
The horrifying scene was enough to make any normal person's scalp tingle and have nightmares for weeks.
After the Mind Flayer had eaten and drunk its fill and pushed its empty head away, Isaiah's body fell face up on the ground with a thud, his hands and feet still twitching slightly under the control of the central nervous system in his spine.
It is not difficult to judge from the shock, fear and despair that remained in his eyes that he never understood what he had done wrong until his death.
"Drag this bastard's body to feed the trolls!"
The Mind Flayer gave direct orders to the charmed monster nearby.
Without saying a word, the orc dragged the corpse towards the dungeon where the trolls were gathered outside.
Before long, creepy tearing and chewing sounds were heard from the pitch-dark dungeon.
It must be said that Isaiah's sudden and tragic exit made Sir Deanis, who had been betrayed and deceived, feel somewhat relieved, but at the same time he also showed unprecedented tension and anxiety about the arrival of his daughter.
After all, he had personally experienced how powerful these mind flayers and the monsters they controlled were.
Especially the mastermind in front of him, who could deprive him of his will and all ability to resist with just a thought.
What's even worse is that the soldier who was deliberately released to report the news and ask for help had no idea what happened later.
Sir De'Anis was worried that his daughter and those adventurers would be captured by the mind flayers and the elder brains like himself, and eventually become their food.
However, what he didn't know was that the adventurers that Nalia had found were not ordinary people. There were three Sons of Baal alone, who possessed the terrifying killing divinity and power. They had already sneaked into the first floor hall through the secret passage in the cellar.
More than thirty fully armed orcs, trolls and gnolls were killed in a surprise attack without even a splash.
Especially Aberdare who has mastered martial arts. Even though his performances are getting worse and worse when dealing with powerful spellcasters like legendary liches and demiliches.
But when it comes to bullying weaklings, he is like a god.
Often, a "super-powerful slash" can split the enemy's weapons, armor, and body in half, with blood and internal organs splattering everywhere.
That face filled with bloodthirstiness, cruelty and endless desire for killing can also make the enemy feel terrified.
Although Minsc is not as crazy as Aberdare, he is also a tough guy with violent abilities.
When the berserk mode is turned on, he will not recognize anyone and will rush forward to kill any living creature he encounters. Even his teammates will have to stay away from him when they see him to avoid being accidentally injured.
In addition, there are three mages in the team: Sancho, Imoen and Nariya, so the ability to control the situation can almost be said to be maximized.
Many monsters were fixed in place by various spells before they could even react to what was happening.
After the battle, the druid Jaheira and the priest Viconia basically did not do much and did not need any treatment.
Looking at the mutilated, bloody corpse on the ground, Imon couldn't help but complained in a low voice: "Is it really necessary for you two to make things so bloody?"
If you simply want to kill the enemy, you can just chop off the head or pierce the heart.
Now that we have so much blood plasma and minced meat, it will definitely alert some monsters with a keen sense of smell."
"Ah! Sorry, I didn't think about it that much just now. I just wanted to vent my previous depressed mood."
Aberdare scratched his head a little embarrassedly.
However, Sancho shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly and said, “It doesn't matter.
Anyway, since we entered the castle shrouded in psychic energy, our whereabouts should have been discovered by the other party.
It doesn't really matter whether you hide it or not now.
What matters is how to minimize the number of monsters before the enemy can react.
After all, the mind flayer is not easy to deal with.
In some places, they are even more dangerous and difficult to deal with than liches."
"So according to you, we can kill without restraint?"
Aberdare's eyes lit up slightly and he licked his lips subconsciously.
There is no doubt that the killing just now greatly stimulated the divinity and power of Baal in his body.
Although this guy is trying to control his instinctive impulse, if he continues to kill, it is only a matter of time before he turns into a killer.
After experiencing the disaster of facing Kongos, Sancho obviously had his own judgment about this older brother. Instead of choosing to stop him, he encouraged him meaningfully: "You are right.
From now on, we need to split up and quickly eliminate all monsters we encounter in the castle.
This way, the mind flayers will become confused and unable to accurately determine our exact location, thus buying more time.
Aberdare, you will be with Jaheira on the first floor.
Minsk, you go to the outer courtyard and the city wall with Imoen and Nalia.
I went to the second floor with Viconia.
Remember, if you are chased by a large number of enemies led by the Mind Flayer, do not fight to the end. Just turn around and escape using the complex terrain in the castle.
Anyway, before the effect of the mind-blocking potion wears off, the psychic abilities of those mind flayers cannot pose much threat and impact to us in a short period of time.
Another point is that you should never be rash in rescuing Sir Deanis.
I suspect there's a powerful psychic user hiding somewhere in this castle, most likely the mind flayer mastermind.
So before we are ready to face it, we have to clear away other possible interferences first.”
"I see. Let's split up then."
Jaheira was the first to speak in agreement.
She could feel that the most reliable person in this team besides herself was the boy in front of her who was already developing into an "inhuman monster".
As for the original leader Aberdare...
The half-elf druid subconsciously turned his head and glanced at the other person, only to find that this guy was peeping at her breasts, buttocks and thighs through the gaps in his armor, without showing even the slightest sense of crisis.
Although this was not the first time this had happened, she still felt very angry and disappointed.
But at the same time, there was a little unusual agitation in Jaheira's heart, and he recalled what Zuo Si had said before: "His attitude towards you is more than just a friend or an elder."
The most important thing is that with the death of her husband Khalid, the only obstacle between the two of them disappeared.
If she wanted to guide Gorion's adopted son onto the right path, perhaps starting with emotions and using them as a bond to bind the blood of Baal, the god of murder, in his body would be the best choice.
This is not uncommon within the Harpers.
You know, being able to save a soul that is about to fall into evil by relying on love, friendship, and family affection is a commendable thing no matter from which perspective.
Moreover, Jaheira had always felt that he had an unshirkable responsibility to Aberdare.
With a little struggle, a little resistance, and a little expectation, the two of them quickly crossed the hall and swept the rooms on the first floor one by one.
The remaining two groups, one rushed to the courtyard outside the castle, and the other climbed up to the second floor.
There is no doubt that Sancho's strategy directly dumbfounded the mind flayers who came with their monster slaves to support and capture the invaders, and they were a little confused about the situation.
In particular, the ambush set by the boy at the entrance and exit of the second floor directly triggered the explosive trap and a large area of death cloud magic.
More than 90% of the dozens of low-level monster cannon fodder were killed or injured in an instant. Even the trolls with powerful regenerative abilities fell to the ground screaming in the flames and turned into charred corpses.
The injured mind flayer didn't even stay for a second, turned around and fled back underground to report the situation to the main brain.
After all, they value their lives very much and will never go into battle personally before all the slaves are consumed.
"Well done! It seems that after this ambush, the mind flayers will become extra cautious and will not dare to send people to search the entire castle.
This meant that Aberdare and Minsk had plenty of time to clear out the monsters on the first floor and in the yard and walls outside.
Moreover, the corpses of the killed monsters can be controlled using necromancy, becoming the most powerful weapon against the mind flayers.
You use some means to convey information, and then use the enemy's psychology to achieve your own goals. You are now acting more and more like your master."
Viconia raised the corner of her mouth and praised generously.
But Sancho did not show any happiness at all, he just shook his head expresslessly: "No, I am far worse than my mentor.
If it were him, there would definitely be more means and strategies that he could use.
Okay, don't just stand there, use your magic to pull up all these usable corpses.
I want to see what these mind flayers are up to.
What's with that weird psychic whispering?"
"Yes, sir."
Viconia bowed slightly, then raised the holy symbol and began to chant the spell.
After a while, a large number of skeletons and zombies were awakened one after another under the influence of negative energy.
In the end, about thirty or forty low-level undead creatures were successfully controlled.
Since she is a priest who believes in the Archdevil and is equipped with evil magic items related to necromancy, Viconia is able to control more undead creatures than the upper limit of her priest level.
To be precise, due to Zuo Si's in-depth research and mastery of necromancy, all priests who believe in him will not only obtain exclusive divine arts, but also be able to control three times the number of undead as ordinary priests.
It is for this reason that Sancho dared to make this plan.
Otherwise, even if the other three mages in the team joined forces to create undead creatures, at best they could only control less than forty of the lowest-level zombies and skeletons.
But now, Viconia alone can control an army of undead with the help of the [Undead Lieutenant].
Combined with the boy's four-ring [Dead Manipulation] wands, he can directly transform all the monsters controlled by the Mind Flayer around the castle into undead that will sound the death knell for the enemies.
As we all know, when dealing with terrible creatures like the Mind Flayer, the simplest and most brutal method is to recruit enough undead creatures and then push them forward all at once.
Since the undead have no minds, they can ignore all charms and psychic attacks, directly eliminating the Mind Flayer's greatest advantage.
Many mind flayer strongholds were basically destroyed by undead creatures summoned and created by mages or priests.
However, constructs are usually very expensive to make, and are obviously not the first choice for less wealthy spellcasters.
In comparison, low-level undead can be produced in large quantities as long as there are corpses.
Moreover, the corpses of fallen mind flayer slaves can be used as replenishment in battle.
So Sancho decisively chose the strategy of gathering the dead.
In order to avoid conflicts of opinion with his teammates, especially the nature-believing druid Jaheira who would definitely oppose the large-scale awakening of the undead, he split the team up.
This way, unnecessary arguments can be avoided and plans can be turned directly into facts.
Obviously, Sancho, who has learned from his failure, has completely changed his way of thinking. He no longer chooses to discuss with his teammates as before. Instead, he regards all opponents as chess pieces and uses his own brain to command and control them.
In his opinion, only in this way can casualties be avoided to the greatest extent and the chances of defeating a powerful enemy be increased.
With this thought in mind, the boy and Viconia pulled up the bodies of all the monsters they had killed, completely unaware of the other members of the team.
When the number of undead reached a certain level, Sancho immediately gave the order to sweep the entire second floor.
Under the fierce attack of the astonishing number of zombies, skeletons and ghouls, the goblins, trolls, ogres and snakemen that the Mind Flayer left on this floor to guard and defend were all killed or injured before they could react to what was happening.
A LV11 snakeman mage tried to sound the alarm and then open a portal to escape.
But before he could chant a few syllables of the spell, Sancho had countered it. At the same time, Viconia jumped out of the darkness, swinging a mace and knocking him to the ground with a bang.
By reading the minds and memories of the captives, they quickly realized that they were facing a group of mind flayers led by a newborn elder brain, with about twenty adult mind flayers.
“Damn it! It turns out that this group of mind flayers occupied the castle just to find a relatively safe place to transform the main brain.
What do you think we should do next? You know, the mind flayer's mastermind is not an easy character to deal with.
The psychic abilities and arcane magic it possesses are extremely powerful, and are simply incomparable to those of ordinary mind flayers."
Viconia became visibly nervous.
As a dark elf who grew up in the Underdark, she is not unfamiliar with the mind flayer species.
Baenre, the first family in Menzoberranzan, has reached some unknown deals with the mind flayers. Occasionally, caravans controlled by the mind flayers can be seen visiting the city to sell some of their own products and purchase a large number of slaves.
It is for this reason that most of the dark elf noble families teach their descendants to never provoke these octopus heads easily, let alone approach their cities.
Otherwise, once captured by the main brain, even the dark skin that is resistant to magic will not be able to save him.
“There’s no other way. We can only bite the bullet and do it now.
After all, the duration of the potion is about to expire, and we have awakened so many gathered undead, so we have to try to launch an attack.
If it really doesn’t work, it’s not too late to retreat.”
Sancho thought for a moment and made a decision immediately.
Because of time constraints, he did not wait for other teammates to join him.
"Well, I hope these undead creatures can play a role."
After saying that, Viconia began to use divine magic to enhance the abilities of these undead spirits, and then gave the selected undead lieutenants the order to advance.
Under the command of these slightly more advanced undead, an army of more than two hundred undead creatures consisting of zombies and skeletons poured into the stairs leading to the lower level.
After just a few minutes, roars and screams of some unknown monster were heard from downstairs.
Without asking, one would know that they have already engaged in combat with the monsters controlled by the Mind Flayer.
On the only way leading to the dungeon and brain pool under the castle, a large number of undead and monsters were fighting each other madly.
Since one of the two sides has no fear of death, no fear, and no sense of pain, and the other has gone completely crazy under the charmed state, the battle can be said to be quite fierce.
Almost every ten seconds or so, a monster or undead would be destroyed and fall to the ground motionless.
Sancho hid at the entrance of the stairs which was already firmly occupied by the undead, and carefully observed the situation ahead. At the same time, he kept waving his magic wand to pull up the dead enemies and join the battle.
In this tug-of-war, the undead creatures inevitably gained the upper hand and began to advance steadily.
The monsters were defeated one after another, and even when the Mind Flayer sent out his most powerful earth giant, it was of no avail.
After all, the undead are completely immune to damage from negative energy and poison.
Therefore, Sancho only needs to cast negative energy spells and death cloud spells at places where enemies are densely packed to easily cause huge damage, without having to worry about accidentally hurting the undead creatures controlled by Viconia.
However, the mind blast and charm used by the Mind Flayer are completely useless against the undead.
Even if there are a few mind flayers with the level of psion who can cast harmful spells, it is a drop in the bucket when facing so many undead creatures.
Just when the boy thought he could use these undead to push all the way to the location of the main brain, a mind flayer suddenly appeared in the passage not far ahead with two humans, and shouted directly in the common language: "Stop! Let's negotiate."
"Negotiate? Do you think you are qualified?" Sancho sneered.
“Of course I am qualified.
Do you see these two humans? One is the owner of this castle, Sir De'Anis, and the other is his sister, Deshia Kenn.
In other words, one of the purposes of your trip is in our hands.
Therefore, if you don’t want these two prisoners to die in a humiliating way, it’s best to accept the negotiation proposal immediately.
Otherwise, I'll be more than happy to crack open their skulls and eat their brains before their eyes."
The Mind Flayer issued a death threat very bluntly.
Obviously, the development of things to this point was far beyond his expectations and those of the mastermind behind it.
At first, these octopus heads thought that the invaders of the castle were just a group of ordinary adventurers.
But who knew that it wouldn't take long before the other side killed all the monsters stationed outside the castle, and even pulled up the corpses to turn them into an undead army that could restrain themselves.
At this speed, we will be able to reach the room where the main brain is located in about ten minutes at most.
Therefore, after weighing the pros and cons, the new mastermind immediately chose to offer hostages in the hope of obtaining a safe retreat through negotiation.
After all, the reason they chose to capture De'Anisburg as their base was to obtain a relatively safe place that was easy to defend and difficult to attack to complete the transformation ritual, and to get more smart human brains as food to survive the most vulnerable period of the newborn period.
Now that the goal has been achieved and the enemy is so difficult to deal with, there is naturally no need to continue fighting.
You must know that both the Mind Flayers and their main brains are extremely calm and rational creatures. They are rarely disturbed by emotions and can always make the best choice under the current circumstances.
But unfortunately, the Mind Flayer obviously chose the wrong negotiating partner this time.
Maybe Nariya would compromise for the lives of her father and aunt when she was present.
But Sancho didn't know Sir Deanis at all, and didn't care about his life or death. He just wanted to figure out how this new mind flayer mastermind was able to bestow that kind of telepathic whisper over the entire castle.
So after revealing a weird smile, he used the super magic skill - silent spell casting to secretly complete a magic with great destructive power, and shot an eight-ring necromancy magic [Abidach Withering] at the mind flayer who stood up to negotiate.
moment!
With the mind flayer as the center, all creatures within a radius of almost nine meters felt a terrifying high temperature that was indescribable.
After just one second, all the water in them evaporated quickly, and they turned into mummified corpses without even having time to scream.
Three mind flayers died instantly under the effect of [Abidach Withering Technique].
Until their death, they never imagined that Sancho could be so cruel and vicious, and he didn't care about the lives of the two important hostages at all.
Deshia Kane, who had no professional rank and was extremely sarcastic towards civilians, naturally died completely as expected.
Sir Deanis, who had a very high warrior level, managed to survive thanks to his strong physique and vitality.
And because of the sudden death of the Mind Flayer and the intense pain in his body, he successfully broke free from the controlled state. He struggled to get up from the ground, first glanced at his sister's body, then stared at the cold boy not far away with unbelievable eyes, and asked in a slightly trembling voice: "Why...why do you do this? Aren't you an adventurer hired by Nalia to drive out the monsters and rescue us?"
“I’m sorry, sir.
I don't think there's anything to talk to a group of monsters that feed on the brains of intelligent creatures.
If they threaten us with our lives and ask us to lay down our weapons and surrender, should we do so? If we really do so, what is the difference between that and suicide? So there is nothing wrong with my choice just now.
As for your sister's death, I can only say I'm sorry.
Now please drink this healing potion and rush in with us to eliminate the culprit who caused all this tragedy.
Only in this way can Ms. Deshia Kane’s soul rest in peace.”
As he spoke, Sancho pretended to take out a small bottle from his pocket that was exactly the same color as the healing potion and handed it over.
It was not known whether it was because his body had lost a lot of water or because he was immersed in the grief of his sister's death, but Sir Deanis subconsciously took the bottle of potion, opened the stopper, tilted his head back and drank it all in one breath.
Just as he was licking his lips to savor the unusual sweetness, an uncontrollable rage suddenly surged from the bottom of his heart, controlling his brain at a speed unimaginable for ordinary people.
He had no idea what was going on. He just felt a fire burning inside him, craving killing and revenge like crazy.
“Aa…
With a wild beast-like roar and howl, this powerful warrior picked up the weapon that had fallen on the ground and rushed directly to the room where the main brain was.
Along the way, no matter if they were monster guards or mind flayers, they were all chopped into pieces by his fierce attack.
"What did you give him to drink?"
Viconia's eyes flashed with an evil and cruel smile, and she asked in a low voice.
Sancho shrugged his shoulders and answered the hostage's question nonchalantly: "Nothing, a magic potion that can temporarily greatly enhance combat power by overdrawing life.
I added a little of my own blood and the liquid energy that my mentor brought back from another world.
Therefore, mortals cannot resist the power it contains.
Sir De'Anis witnessed the magic I used to kill Deshia Cain, so he must not survive this battle.
I need him to die, and die heroically and worthily.
Still, those mind flayers were really stupid enough to think they could use hostages to hold me hostage.
My mentor has warned me more than once that if you encounter a similar hostage situation, the easiest way is to kill the hostage before the other party does.
If the hostage is valuable, we can find a way to revive him later.
It would be extremely foolish to accept the threat and hand over the initiative and even one's own destiny."
Needless to say, Sancho's performance at this moment impressed Viconia, who was born as a dark elf, and she even thought that this operation was amazing.
Whether it was releasing [Abidach Withering] without hesitation to instantly kill the mind flayers and hostages who came to negotiate, or using potions to let Sir Deannis die himself, he showed the excellent qualities of selfishness, ruthlessness, and calculation that an excellent wizard must have.
Even in the city of Menzoberranzan, where conspiracies and assassinations are rampant, the boy's current performance is certain to make him stand out and become a talent valued by the matrons.
Just as Viconia was about to say something, several figures suddenly rushed out from the corridor behind her.
Leading the group was none other than Sir Deanis's daughter, Nalia.
She was obviously attracted by the beast-like roar just now. She didn't care about the undead creatures fighting with the monsters. She grabbed Sancho's hand and asked excitedly: "I heard my father's voice! He... where is he? You saw him, didn't you?"
"Calm down, Nariya.
I did see Sir De Arnis.
However, he was so furious after witnessing the death of Ms. Deshia Ken that he ignored anyone's advice and rushed straight to the enemy's lair.
The only thing we can do now is to get rid of these monsters as quickly as possible and catch up with him."
Sancho made an explanation that avoided the main point.
He was very smart and did not lie. Instead, he selectively told part of the truth, thereby misleading the thinking of other people in the team and making everyone believe that Deshia Kane died at the hands of the Mind Flayer.
You don't need to ask to know that this is also learned from Zuo Si.
"What? My aunt is dead!"
Nariya was stunned for a moment, but soon noticed that the mummy in an elegant long dress not far away was her most hated relative. She tried several times to squeeze out some sad tears, but failed in the end.
There was no way. It wasn't that she didn't want to cry, but she really couldn't cry at all.
To be precise, anyone who knows and understands Deshia Ken will feel that she is a woman who is both sarcastic and mean, and lacks the most basic manners and courtesy.
Often just a few words can make people want to throw the person into a cesspool and drown him or her.
She treated the common people like livestock or even pests, insulting and attacking them wantonly to satisfy her sense of superiority as a noble.
When the servants in the castle prepared food and drinks for her, they would invariably spit in the food or add some ingredients to the food to vent their uncontrollable resentment.
The death of such a person can only make people applaud, so how can there be any sadness?
What's more, Deshia Kane has always been dissatisfied with Nalia's behavior of interacting with civilians and the poor on an equal footing and respecting them. He believes that this brings shame to the Deanis family and makes him unable to hold his head up when interacting with other nobles.
The sharp conflict between the two can be said to have accumulated for at least ten years.
Just as Nalia was trying to explain to her teammates the relationship between herself and her aunt with a complicated expression, she suddenly heard a painful scream coming from the deepest room under the castle.
"Oh no! It's father! He seems to be injured!"
The noble girl's face suddenly changed, she grabbed her sword and rushed forward.
But before he could run two steps, he was grabbed by the kind-hearted Jaheira and scolded: "Are you crazy? Don't you see there are so many monsters blocking the road ahead? We must clear them out before we can move on."
"Then hurry up!"
Nalia yelled impatiently, then immediately pulled out a fireball scroll and activated the magic stored on it.
Boom!!!! Along with the blinding fire and explosion in the narrow corridor, several trolls and the undead fighting with them were directly destroyed.
Seeing that the girl had obviously lost her mind, the others didn't say anything more and joined the battle, launching a final siege on the few remaining monsters.
Taking advantage of the interval between the release of divine magic, Jaheira came to Sancho and asked in a low voice: "You sent us all away just to pull up the corpses of all the monsters to use as the undead to deal with the mind flayer?"
“That’s right.
Because I know that as a druid, you will definitely not agree.
But the problem is that this is precisely the optimal solution, which can greatly reduce the probability of casualties.
From now on, I will lead the team in my own way and strive to ensure that everyone survives to the final moment that determines their fate."
Sancho gave a very honest answer in the affirmative.
Gazing at his slightly childish but resolute face, Jaheira fell silent, her mind recollecting her dead husband.
In her opinion, the boy's transformation must have been related to the tragic death of his companions while he was imprisoned by Erinikas and the disastrous defeat in the previous battle with the half-lich.
This is the result of strong external stimulation and the tragic fate of the Son of Baal, which is full of blood and killing.
However, now was obviously not the time for a heart-to-heart talk, and Jaheira forcibly suppressed the urge to preach, trying to avoid those extremely "unnatural" undead spirits that exuded strong negative energy, and quickly harvested the few remaining monsters.
With everyone's concerted efforts, the passage leading to the deepest part was finally cleared.
When the undead creatures rushed in through the entrance under Viconia's command, an astonishing shock of psychic energy suddenly gushed out from inside.
Bang! Many skeletons and zombies were torn to pieces by the fierce impact, and the team members were also pushed back by an invisible force. Ai Meng, who was relatively light in weight, flew back seven or eight meters and hit the rock wall behind him hard, grimacing in pain.
(End of this chapter)
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