Surviving The Fourth Calamity

Chapter 1234: Chapter 1025: Edna on the Road

A certain lady, having confirmed her role as a supporting character and planning to see it through to the end, was joyfully flying north with her squad.

Edna leaned against the ‘Old Age Striking King’ and smiled at Elvia, who looked solemn beside her.

Although it was a bit… ah… embarrassing to trouble her White Dragon companion, sometimes, when someone shares your gloom, the world becomes a bit more wonderful!

Moreover, the matter is already settled, and only time will tell what choice Arausato will make, whether to follow the heavens or continue sleeping on Toril.

As for the separation… these two White Dragons have long been accustomed to meeting once every one or two hundred years, and neither can exchange a partner… Other dragons, especially Chromatic Dragons, would tolerate such a lover not cheating, which would be a surprise.

Elvia, who was raised by humans, is rather pure in this regard, and it took a long time for her and Arausato to come to where they are today.

However, Edna could still sense the White Dragon Queen’s little intriguing thoughts… Elvia didn’t want to tell her partner the truth at all, intending to use a more subtle way to communicate the possible outcome but not explain why.

For Elvia, she would rather hide it until the end… to give the whole world a big surprise, even at the cost of sacrificing her partner.

Who knows how many deities would be scared off their Divine Thrones… At least those guys who fought in Deepwater City surely knew nothing!

Otherwise, how could they watch Edna there with such relish!

Hehe~ as for those Mistrala Electors, they’re probably frustrated enough to slap themselves.

Tsk tsk, their own Main God was sitting right next to them, and they were completely oblivious, focusing instead on a fake!

With such great fun, Elvia feels that even if life in Josse Garden was boring, she could endure it for at least ten thousand years.

Who knows what will happen ten thousand years later?

In this place called Toril, who knows when it might throw a surprise in her boring days!

Besides… Josse Garden is said to produce gemstones?

“Edna?” The ‘Old Age Striking King’ patted the girl’s hand, “What are you laughing about?”

Edna whispered into the ‘Old Age Striking King’s ear, “Elvia is thinking about getting rich soon.”

“So what’s strange about that? Isn’t she dreaming about this every day?” The Female Priest immediately lost interest, “It’s amazing you can still laugh.

I guess now, I’ll only be interested when I hear she’s laid another egg for Arausato.

Sigh… I wonder if there are White Dragons that are born intelligent.

Baby Dragons are one thing, but why are juvenile White Dragons so dumb!

Tsk, they can’t even count properly!”

Leonard gave her a startled look… who would want to teach math to a juvenile White Dragon?

Edna chuckled at her friend… No wonder when they transported those Little Dragons to Agleya, the well-behaved children that Elvia had trained would suddenly become agitated and want to escape.

Hehe, to think of giving math lessons to academic underachievers, it’s truly the Striking King’s idea.

Hmm?

Edna couldn’t help but glance at Elvia, what’s she thinking?

The White Dragon Queen’s initial panic, the first reaction from her melancholy sigh, was not the long days ahead returning to Josse Garden with Edna, but rather… the whole of Toril seemed not to believe that Edna was Mystra, so could she take this opportunity to gain more benefits.

After all, the Path of Destiny would certainly still be centered around Edna!

But most people wanting to gain benefits from the Path of Destiny probably don’t know this.

The Haber Family is the example! If not for their greed, only looking at the first two gains, how many benefits did they bring to their family!

So… doesn’t this mean that the benefits are only for this small group of people?

The Undead Tribe, that’s another matter!

What they want is not the same as what the White Dragons want.

And some matters closely related to Toril itself, the Undead Tribe definitely wouldn’t participate in either, as their God William has quite high standards… Elvia thinks that if he appears in Toril without Shaer’s help, his outcome might be worse than Tyr’s.

In Toril, does one need dignity? Even the Creator God doesn’t have such a thing to play with!

The White Dragon Queen now, in her heart, if she has ten points of longing for Arausato, the remaining nine hundred and ninety are like rows of ‘I’m going to get rich!’ flashing across.

Edna, feeling her White Dragon companion’s thoughts, laughed even harder.

Nasir crossed his legs and looked at those two Junior Mages across from him with an enigmatic smile… Indeed, foolish children have many fantasies!

Even knowing the hope is slim, Luca, sitting on the pink cloud, couldn’t help but pull Devis into a beautiful fantasy.

After all, under the unbridled pursuit of the Princes of the Shadow Souls, everyone in Toril with some ability knew that the Nyscroll in the Windsong Tower was a complete set of fifty pages!

For a Weave Mage, a painless level-up is a very delightful thing, and it might even offer an additional Magic Slot.

The followers of Azuth may not care about the powerful forces of the Mistrala Electors, after all, they are all talented mages themselves, and no one thinks they will be inferior in the future… but who doesn’t envy their inexhaustible spells?

Even though I know I don’t have the ability to snatch one or two from so many transcendent archmages, what if some unlucky guy’s scroll got shattered?

Even just a small fragment would greatly enhance Sorcerer Toril.

Moreover, Icewind Valley is quite a legendary place for junior mages.

Excitedly, Luca, being pulled by Andria across high mountains and glaciers on a cloud chariot, couldn’t help but cheer when the beautiful Three Icewind Lakes came into view: “Icewind Valley, here I come~ Lovely and adorable Tymora above, bless me with some luck!”

Nasir looked at him steadily: “You should be thankful that I, the Apostle of the Night, am here, as Benshasha doesn’t like dealing with us.

The eyes of the Toril Gods are all on Icewind Valley, you’d better not shout or even praise other deities, only call upon your own.”

Luca let out a gentle ‘huh?’.

“When praying… for divine gifts, remember to call Azuth, if not, call Mystra at least.” Devis couldn’t help but remind him, “Now, whatever we say… can be seen and heard by all gods, be cautious!”

Luca slumped onto the sofa in despair: “I got it. Oh revered Azuth! Grant me a bit of sanity!”

Edna couldn’t help but laugh, looking up ahead: “Ah! We’ve arrived, shall we go directly to the largest Targos Town?

It seems the battle is over.”

The ‘Old Age Striking King’ looked bored at the tablet: “The beastmen, barely numbering over a hundred thousand, couldn’t hold on for even two hours. This was only because of those few Prince of the Shadow Souls managing to hold out, but they fled quickly too.

However, it seems the battle hasn’t ended, Usga is chasing some barbarian demigod up the mountain.

It seems like some clan leader wants to replace him as the true god of the barbarians, so he collaborated with the beastmen.

Usga is very angry, believing these barbarians have no more right to stay in Icewind Valley, his domain.

The Red Knight says he’s planning to take down that demigod, then drive those tribes to the World’s Ridge.

Arausato isn’t too happy, if the barbarians go up the mountain… they might choose the territory recently taken by the young White Dragons.

After all, despite those places being resource-scarce, there are still insects, snow mice, lichen, and such to eat.

Arausato believes that if Usga insists on driving them up the mountain, he should not complain if tolls are charged then.”

“Hmm?” Luca turned his head nimbly, “Even partnered with the beastmen, how much money could such barbarians have?

No, they wouldn’t have any money at all, right?

What is Arausato planning to take? Animal hides or fishbones?”

“Icewind Valley fishbones hold some value.” Elvia said seriously, “Now that Neverwinter City is gone, the barbarians’ fishbone carvings must have accumulated a lot.

Arausato is very thoughtful! When we head to the central regions of Ferun, we can take them there to sell!

They really like Icewind Valley fishbone carvings there!”

“Elvia.” The ‘Old Age Striking King’ couldn’t help but look up, “Even if Arausato brings dozens of pounds of fishbone carvings over, could he make dozens or hundreds?”

“Well, this is a cost-free business, isn’t it?” Elvia blinked with wide, innocent eyes, “In a cost-free business, a single copper coin still holds value!”

Andria turned her head: “Ah! I also have territory on the World’s Ridge! I can too!”

The ‘Old Age Striking King’ rolled his eyes: “A territory of the Ancient White Dragon, could those barbarians even reach?”

“Oh~” The disheartened Lady White Dragon turned her head dejectedly.

“Don’t mess around with these chaotic affairs!” The ‘Old Age Striking King’ sternly warned his White Dragon friend, “Absolutely do not let your domain turn into a dump, understood?

Don’t imitate that Mercury Dragon, littering with broken copper, iron, and skeletons!”

“Those are mummies.” Andria retorted defiantly, “They’re quite expensive!”

“Ha-ha~” The ‘Old Age Striking King’ gave her a laughter with deep meaning.

Andria sighed, knowing there was no room for negotiation on this matter… otherwise, she could have forced some adult dragons to relocate territories.

Forget it, it’s not much money, better not antagonize my friend!

As soon as the Ancient White Dragon thought of her neighbor… the wolverine happily playing with rabbits… she knew she could never go against the Striking King.

But if it were placed in the cave on the World’s Ridge… tch, what a joke, with the White Dragon not at home, who knows what might enter the cave?

Her residence is not particularly hidden, Tiamat could sweep it clean… not leaving a single copper coin for her.

“So… where to after all?” she asked sardonically.

“Arausato is in Targos Town!” A member of the Undead Tribe said with a grin, “After singing endlessly, of course, we must find the male lead in the song!”