Realizing that the other party didn't seem to be joking with her, Santila began to consider the issue carefully.

"That's because... divine magic has certain limitations compared to arcane magic." She reasoned:

"The magic we master is a kind of mystery, and it is a powerful force that countless arcane seekers have spent their entire lives trying to understand. The power and knowledge brought by arcana can even help us solve all obstacles."

For some reason, she remembered what Brian said, so she simply gave it her own answer.

"It seems that your understanding of magic is more thorough than I thought, but not all priests are willing to admit this. Wizards have power that Rose's followers cannot control. Although this power is closely monitored by the matrons,

Their expansion cannot be separated from the support of wizard magic."

When the Chief Archmage heard his child's answer, a smile appeared on his lips, but his pale eyes were as cold as ice:

"Remember, never forget that you are a wizard. Next, I will do my best to teach you the knowledge of magic.

Chaos is coming, and the power of magic will soon come in handy.

If the city of Ancient Orens falls into chaos, we wizards are the best option to save the city, and we must be prepared to take over the power, or... seize it!

After all, this kind of alliance is not unheard of. The dark elf city of Shamas is under the rule of the Drow Wizards Alliance. If necessary, we wizards of Ancient Orens can also do the same thing."

"Then what do you need me to do?" After hearing these words, Santila's heart became cold. She met the cold and ruthless eyes of the Chief Archmage and said bitterly.

"You don't need it now, but maybe one day, I will tell you how to truly fulfill your obligations." The Archmage showed her a cold smile, "What you need to do now is to become a priest peacefully.

And grab every power you can."

After saying that, he left the young drow wizard behind and walked away without looking back.

"My loyalty only belongs to me, no one can take it away." Santila stared at the Archmage's leaving figure and whispered to herself, "No one can take it away... not even Rose.

Not leaving."

She returned to her room, lit a candle for study, then sat at the desk, put several books and scrolls in front of her eyes, and prepared for new study.

However, once again, she was so eager for magical knowledge that she was unable to focus on learning spells as usual.

Too many things have happened recently, and they are constantly replaying in her mind:

Brian disappeared without a trace, and he didn't know whether he was dead or alive. He didn't know who the person who plotted against him was. He had to report to the Spider Academy tomorrow, and there was a strange dream about two goddesses playing chess on a chessboard.

Especially Brian.

He promised himself that after escaping, he would find a way to tell her about 'Walking in the Temple'.

However, through investigation of the trade bazaar, it was discovered that Brian did not use the teleportation scroll he gave him at all, which means...

Santila lowered her head and buried her hands in her thick white hair. She didn't dare to imagine any more.

When she finally got rid of this terrible thought, the strange dream about the Spider Queen and the Dark Girl came back to her mind, like a continuous melody with a long aftertaste.

A long sigh...

It was only at this moment that Santila realized that she was so lonely.

This kind of loneliness made her miserable, hopeless and helpless, and the silent time tortured her heart as slowly as a crawl.

This made her think of Brian unconsciously and the short time they spent together.

After several futile struggles and no clue, she finally gave up studying and prepared to throw herself on the bed.

In her opinion, even staring at the ceiling stupidly would be better than sitting stupidly like this.

She pushed away all the books and scrolls in front of her, and when she was about to stand up, she inadvertently turned around and noticed three more unfamiliar books on her messy desk.

As a wizard, her memory is naturally quite outstanding. How could she not know what she has more and what she lacks?

So, driven by various uncertainties and curiosity, she forced herself to sit back on the chair, held these three unfamiliar books in front of her, and read through them boredly.

"Survival Guide to the Forgotten Realms", "Waterdeep: Leymaze Speed ​​Run Guide", "On the Nature of Teleportation Spells".

Santila's eyes widened and she looked at the words on the black cover with disbelief.

"Could it be..."

Some kind of speculation emerged in her mind, and she couldn't wait to read the contents in the book.

Gradually...as her reading speed increased, the curve of the corners of Santila's mouth became wider and wider, and her depressed and boring mood was swept away by the knowledge in the book.

She leaned back in her chair with a smile on her face, reflecting on her incredible discovery.

Because the content described in the book is all the knowledge she needs to prepare for her future journey to the surface.

"The Survival Guide to the Forgotten Realms" records the major kingdoms and regions in the surface world.

Such as the forest kingdom of Cormyr, the commercial kingdom of Sembia, Amn, which is ruled by a multi-person parliament, Silvermoon City of the Northland Alliance, Sel's Red Robe Wizards' Council, Leatherman's Witch Council...

Especially Waterdeep in the Sword Coast region.

In addition to recording detailed information on the public lords of Waterdeep City, it even contains extremely detailed information on the masked lords who have never appeared.

The book "Waterdeep: Leyline Maze Speed ​​Guide" is even more exaggerated.

It describes in detail the important things to note when traveling through the 20th floor of the underground maze, as well as the approximate distribution of monsters and all the forces entrenched here.

Even the secret base of the Githyanki in the crystal maze on the sixteenth level has special notes.

Mysterious crypts, Sargus layer, twisted caves, Forest of Moon, Eternal Tomb Shadow, Core of Spells and other strange names filled her mind, which made her look for a place to walk in the temple in the future.

Provided unimaginable help.

However, what excited her the most was the last magic book, "On the Nature of Teleportation Spells," because this book gave her a freedom she had never enjoyed before.

Otherwise, with her personality, Spider Academy will definitely drive her crazy.

Santila happily hugged this precious book tightly to her chest, as if she was hugging the owner who gave it to her.

After all, it was almost impossible for her to learn the knowledge of portals in Ancient Orens City.

It's like teaching a dungeon prisoner how to pick a lock.

Looking at this magic book that recorded the knowledge of building portals and teleportation spells, Santila firmly believed that as long as she mastered the knowledge about teleportation spells in the book, she would be able to travel freely between the underground and the surface.

Just imagining it can make her jump for joy.

She flicked her long hair behind her ears, quickly flipped through the magic book, opened the first spell, browsed the pages, and looked at the meaning of those magic symbols. She was so excited that she couldn't believe it. It was like

It's like a dream.

At this moment, a piece of paper slipped silently from the pages of the book she had opened.

Santila was startled, and in a daze, she felt some kind of wonderful premonition emerging in her heart.

An ordinary piece of paper gave her a sense of ceremony that a great mission was waiting for her.

Her expression moved, and her fingers automatically picked it up as if out of control, and then carefully examined the contents:

"On the surface of the realms, in the colorful and shining land, a great mission is waiting for you. Return peacefully to the surface and bathe in the sun again, where the trees and flowers grow."

Staring at the content on the note, Santila bit her lip.

For some reason, she felt that a certain nerve in her heart suddenly spasmed, and her heart was filled with some kind of sad, tender, compassionate, and exciting emotion.

She finally understood why it was said that the human heart is like a harp. Once it is plucked, the heartstrings will vibrate for a long time.

At this moment, she could no longer tell whether she was sad or happy, worried or worried. She could only feel that her internal organs were churning and throbbing.

Finally, she resisted the tears that were about to well up in her eyes and turned her blurred vision to the signature:

"Walking around the temple will always be in your heart if you let it."

"Thank you, Brian."

The drow girl took a deep breath, wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, put her long hair back on her shoulders, and forced out what she thought was the strongest smile.

"I can't cry, because the dark girl under the moonlight is full of melancholy and sadness. She seems to have been sad all her life, and it's time to smile. If she could choose again, I would prefer her to choose the bright starry sky...

....Self-proclaimed: Daughter of the Happy Star.

Because you told me: In the vast starry sky and universe, there will always be a star of its own, which will guide us through the unknowable darkness."

At this moment, she vaguely felt that she had something extra, but also seemed to lack something.

An indescribable melancholy made her sigh unconsciously.

Unconsciously……

Santila's pupils shone brightly like stars.

This is a beautiful look that can only be found in star sapphire.
Chapter completed!