From Hogwarts to Strixhaven.

Chapter 399 Ming Sara

Ivy's team was looking for other places to hold the prisoners, after all, they didn't see the archdruid in the cell.

"The adventurer said that there is a secret passage under this temple that leads to Nightsong." Kalak looked at the cozy garbage nest built by the goblins. "A wizard named Lorokan in Baldur's Gate offered a high price of 5000 gold coins for it. How much do we know about Nightsong and Lorokan? Can this deal be done?"

"It is said that Lorokan is the archmage of Baldur's Gate, and there is an apprentice of his in the Tiefling camp. It is said that he has great magical powers and even has a mage tower." Ivy recalled the conversation with Roland. "However, rumors and legends are always biased in terms of authenticity. It is best not to make any rash judgments before seeing this mage in person."

"There are rumors about Lorokan in Waterdeep City, saying that he is an uneducated rogue with nothing to boast about... Look over there..." Gale glanced at a goblin hanging in a cage, "I thought the Supreme God allowed all goblins to live in harmony. Now I see a heretic, which makes me feel familiar."

"The best way to deal with a heretic is to kill him immediately after discovery! Then display his dried corpse to everyone, rather than hanging him in a cage and allowing him to live and spread dangerous ideas." Laizer looked around vigilantly, "Where should we go to find the archdruid? He is not worth our time... The temple is full of spies of the Supreme God. The longer we stay, the easier it is to be exposed!"

"If we are exposed, we will fight our way out. I thought you liked this method, Lyle." Kalak lit a flame on his thumb, dispelling the darkness around the wooden bridge.

Due to years of disrepair and goblin activities, there are not many things left intact in the temple, and broken walls and pillars can be seen everywhere.

The wooden bridge that connected the hall to the inner chamber looked very unstable, and under the bridge was a bottomless crack. Perhaps a landslide had occurred here a long time ago, and the shaking of the earth tore the ground apart, causing the temple to become disconnected.

However, in the darkness of the wooden bridge, there seemed to be some living creature, which was constantly making rustling noises.

"Spider!" Kalak was startled by the large hairy legs sticking out from the dark corner. "What a huge spider! And there are also the bodies of prisoners! How disgusting."

"Considering that one of the three leaders of this camp is a drow elf, I am not surprised by the appearance of spiders." Gale took two quick steps and stepped completely onto the ground on the other side of the rift. "But I want to know under what circumstances she would completely abandon the Spider Queen Rose and turn to the arms of the Supreme God."

"Defeated and captured. Just like what we were about to do to her." Ivy stopped in front of a heavy oak door. He tried to push the door twice, but found it was locked. Then Ivy looked at the gap on the right. "It seems to be this road..."

"What?" Gale asked in a low voice, avoiding the curious gaze of a goblin. "I didn't hear that we were going to take a drow as a prisoner!"

"If you look around again, I'll dig it out." Laizer calmly threatened the goblin who was still unwilling to take his eyes off Gale.

"I... didn't mean to cause any trouble... Lord True Soul..." The latter turned around in panic and almost knocked over the brazier behind him.

"Don't be sneaky, Gail, we are the true souls of the Supreme God, and we are here for His great mission!" Kalak learned it very well.

"Okay, okay... I told you I'm not suitable for stealth..." Gale tried to straighten his back, coughed pretentiously, and then repeated his question.

"Because there are only three genuine True Souls in this camp. Compared with the dirty and smelly goblins, the drow elves are obviously more in line with human aesthetics." Ivy took a look at the drow True Soul's room. She was surrounded by several fully armed goblins, who seemed to be planning a battle.

The drow elves wear exquisitely crafted armor, which is mainly composed of light gold and black armor plates. The splicing method of these armor plates is very delicate, and the armor formed fits the drow elves' thin but powerful bodies very well, like a low-key and gorgeous tights.

If you judge the strength of a drow elf only by her appearance, you will obviously come to a wrong conclusion. She is like a piece of compressed gunpowder, and she does not lack explosive power and determination to sweep away everything.

"Who's there?" Mingsara, the drow true soul, has good eyesight. Years of living underground have allowed her to thrive in the dark environment of the temple.

Ivy tilted her head towards Laizer. Considering the psychic connection between the mind flayer tadpoles, it was obviously not Ivy who could talk face to face with the True Souls.

"The Supreme God asked me to check the progress of your mission, True Soul." Laizer walked in front, followed by the other three.

This is the rhetoric that Ivy taught Laizer. Instead of passively accepting inquiries, it is better to take the initiative. It is the smart way to always take the initiative in the conversation.

Although Ivy didn't expect Laetzel to understand everything, she was obviously a good reteller and quite efficient.

"Other True Souls? Githyanki, Tieflings, and humans?" Minsara apparently activated her psychic ability, but apart from understanding that there were indeed three True Souls among the four people in front of her, she didn't find anything extra.

"General Som has delegated all the power here to me, and I have completed his task brilliantly. The Moonrise Tower should have sent me helpers instead of coming to check on my work and... be a hindrance." Even after becoming a True Soul, the nature of fighting for power and profit has not left Zhoer's body.

"Apart from the useless goblin Truesouls and the useless goblins they lead, I haven't seen any information about weapons here." Laizer is always suitable to be on the opposing side, and her tone is even more so.

"The weapon must be in the shelter! It's protected by the druids! Since you're so serious about finding the weapon, you should join my hunt..." Minsala came out from behind the stone table covered with a map, stared into Laizer's golden eyes for a while, and then turned to the goblin who had been here before, "But there is one thing I agree with you - goblins are trash! The search team I sent out didn't bring back a single person, and half of the previous invaders even escaped... If General Som had assigned me a well-trained army instead of these goblins who can't even wear uniforms, I would definitely have found the weapon among the pagans' bodies now!"

"Sorry, mistress. We screwed up." The goblin, with his face covered by a leather hood, began to admit his mistake.

But he just found an excuse for Minsara to vent his anger. "I am considering using mass execution to improve your discipline. Don't test my patience." Minsara put his hands behind his back. Although he did not make any big movements or expressions, he undoubtedly conveyed his deterrent power.

"What about you, True Soul?" Minsara was happy to see the goblin's panic, but she didn't show it on her face. "Are you going to join my hunt, or do you have other plans?"

Laizer drew out his giant sword and chopped off the head of the goblin kneeling on the ground.

"Your threats are ineffective and weak. The Supreme God does not care about the false believers here. He only needs that weapon." The flames burning on the giant sword dried the goblin's stinking blood. There was no expression on Laizer's face. She just calmly repeated the words that Ivy had taught her in advance.

"Very good." After exchanging a glance with the elf leader who was unwilling to die, Minsara said indifferently, "No one has dared to kill people indiscriminately in my camp. When I complete the goddess's mission, I will ask her to end your life. Since the Supreme God sent you here, you must have some clues, right?"

“I’m not here to share intelligence, Zhuoer,” Laizer said calmly, as if discussing what to eat for afternoon tea. “You can continue to play house in this messy camp. I will be the True Soul who finds the weapon, and I will be the one who gets His praise.”

Minsara's eyes flashed dangerously. "Without my help, you can't move forward in this wilderness."

“What good will it do to get help from a bunch of useless goblins? To mess up the mission again?” The last thing a Githyanki needs to pretend is arrogance, and this is the first time that Laetzel has let himself speak freely in this conversation, the first time he has shown emotion.

Mingsara looked at Laizel, and summoned all her mind to call upon the psychic power bestowed upon her by the Supreme God, hoping to search for useful information in Laizel's mind.

But she would gain nothing in the end, because Laizer had already said everything Ivy had taught her, and her mind was now empty. Even if there were some scattered thoughts echoing in her mind, they were just ridicule and contempt for Minsara personally.

"These goblins can at least do some odd jobs..." Minsala reluctantly withdrew her thoughts, "What should I do to cooperate with your actions?"

Laizer just glanced at her and turned away, because she had nothing to say and just realized the little things her companions were doing behind her back to remind her.

"So, did the beautiful drow pass your test?" Gale asked quietly beside Ivy after leaving Minsara's war room.

"Before becoming a True Soul of the Supreme God, she looked like a paladin of the Spider Queen Lolth." Ivy noticed the emblem of Minsara inlaid on her armor, a skull in a spider web. "The characteristics she exhibits are the same as people's stereotypes of the drow and Lolth, vindictive and unscrupulous. If she is our enemy, then we'd better destroy her without mercy, but if we can make her our ally, then she will become a vicious thorn in the side of the Church of the Supreme God."

"I have no doubt that she wants to get rid of us all, but the drow will never act rashly before finding out our background. So we still have time to find out where the archdruid is imprisoned and check the progress of Evil Thoughts and others." Ivy's gaze crossed the darkness of the broken temple and stared at Evil Thoughts who was carrying the smoke powder barrel.

She looked very excited, totally different from Asdeln who kept complaining under his breath. Unfortunately, Ivy couldn't hear Asdeln's mumbling at this distance, which made the fun a little bit less.

"Should we go look in the animal stables?" Kalak asked. "The adventurer who was looking for Nightsong said he turned into a bear. If he didn't undone his transformation, how could the goblins trap a bear?"

"Very good! Kalak!" Gale praised, "I thought your brain was as hard as stone as your muscles! Goblins have the habit of taming wargs. They must have locked up the archdruid with the warg."

I don't know who came up with the idea of keeping wargs in an airtight room. The fleas and fishy smell on their bodies would pollute the entire living environment. Perhaps only goblins with similar bad smells could tolerate it.

"Nine Hells...these goblins smell worse than demons!" Kalak pinched his nose and said in a muffled voice.

In addition to the goblins and wargs that were the source of the stench, the warg stables hidden in the Broken Temple had other sources of the stench—corpses surrounded by buzzing flies.

A goblin who looked like a beastmaster was sorting a dish of wargs, which might have come from the limbs and torso of a humanoid prisoner.

"What is the great True Soul doing here?" asked a goblin holding a torture tool, "Not everyone can appreciate this subtle and beautiful aura."

The animal stable also serves as a prison, perhaps because the prisoners are also the food stored by the wolves.

"We are looking for a bear... I have seen it, thank you..." Gail was almost suffocating, but he had noticed that Ivy remained calm. "If you have any magic that can make us feel better, please share it..."

Ivy snapped his fingers, and the heads of the three teammates were immediately covered by transparent bubbles. The practicality of the Bubble Head Spell has been tested in many different worlds. During adventures, there will always be unwanted smells and times when you need to breathe underwater.

"Do you true souls want to eat bear meat? It has a bad temper, you'd better stay away from it... We plan to let it die from excessive blood loss, and by the way, we can train the next generation of the tribe. Look!" The goblin pointed to the three goblin children surrounding the cage of the archdruid.

Before these new generations come of age, they are often not considered part of the tribe, and their status is slightly lower than that of the wargs, which are war beasts and companions. They generally do not have their own names, but only numerical codes. If the situation of a goblin tribe is not good, they often do not keep these new generations of goblins.

"Not many people come in and out here, let's get started quickly!" Before putting on Ivy's bubble, Laizer was unwilling to breathe a breath of air in the animal pen, and now, her giant sword was thirsty.

(End of this chapter)