"Huh?"

⊙﹏⊙‖∣°

"Isn't this the ruins of Dolumbud's hanging city?"

(°ー°〃)

When she walked through an underground passage in front of her, when everything suddenly became clear, and when she saw the red scenery and the suspended islands suspended in mid-air by huge chains, Annie still didn't know where she was.

?

"I came here when I was catching fat tangerines!"

(^～^;)ゞ

"But the location seems to be different..."

(′～`●)

That’s right!

Last time, Annie saw this place when she woke up!

She still remembered that at that time, Tibbers was so lazy that he stood motionless on the edge of the cliff of a collapsed bridge. If she hadn't woken up in time, Uncle Edkin and the others would have lost at least one person.

two?

Anyway, those idiots who are not smart enough to pretend to be dead in time, don't have a wand of teleportation to use to escape, and don't turn into birds and fly away, are definitely in danger.

(…)

(●￣￣●)

"Yes, this is the ruins of the Hanging City of Dorumbude. You should have come to another area here, on the other side."

"Most of the dungeons under the Sword Mountain Range are connected. This is not surprising."

"but!"

"This is also one of the lairs of the ancient black dragon lich, the powerful mage and the archmage Dogothos!"

"Maybe……"

"Dear Queen Neverwinter, you can go back and ask the red dragon you captured, ask Nahibchard, and ask why it appeared here at that time?"

After saying that, the mysterious mage who was still wearing a hood prepared a few spells first, and then when everything was ready, he did not even say hello to Anne, but turned around and walked slowly forward.

"Ask Fat Orange?"

く(＾_)ゝ

"Why ask it?"

(゜-゜)

"It is currently going to the Swamp of the Dead and Leilon Town with Uncle Hunk to investigate the Cyre conspiracy!"

(ˉ▽￣~)嘁~~

Annie curled her lips, indicating that she didn't want to go to the fat orange to ask such boring questions.

What's more, it doesn't matter why the other party came here. What's important is that Anne only knows that the other party was beaten badly by her Tibbers and then surrendered. Now the other party is not Hibberchard, but her.

Our fat orange, a domestic neckless dragon!

"Hello!?"

(｀)/

"What kind of Lich Dragon are you here to find?"

(Д≡д)!?

As she spoke, Annie began to look around.

"Why didn't anyone see anything?"

(σ-`д)

Anyway, compared to the 'fat orange' neckless dragon at her house that has lost any freshness, Queen Anne is obviously more interested in seeing what the so-called Lich Dragon looks like and whether it is similar to

Is it similar to the undead dragon like the frost dragon in the world of Azeroth?

Then again!

This time, in addition to coming mainly to play and join in the fun, she also had to clear out the undead monsters in the town of Fandulin and the dwarf whose name she had forgotten. Since there is an undead lich here,

Dragon, there is no doubt that those undead souls who ran out to cause trouble must be the other party's men. Then, as long as she gets rid of the Lich Dragon, everything will be solved?

As for whether those undead are in the same group as the Lich Dragon that is about to appear, that doesn't matter.

Because she, Queen Anne, thinks they are a group, then they are, or not!

"No need to look for it."

"He will come out on his own."

After walking a few steps forward, the strange mage suddenly stopped and turned to look at Anne hesitantly and asked with a strange expression:

"Forgot to ask..."

"You should know the origin of Dogothos, right?"

Smiling ferociously, the man with a shriveled face continued to speak in that hoarse, low voice.

"I do not know!"

(ω`)

"People are so good, why do they need to know about it?"

()

That’s right!

Annie said that she had not been in this world for a long time. She had been wandering around with Uncle Edkin and the others, looking for some messy and useless things, and only after accidentally winning the city of Neverwinter was she able to

I started walking around the city of Neverwinter by myself. It was only the second time I came to this dungeon. How could I know those random names the other party said?

She didn’t know about ‘Dogosos’ or something like Dogao, but she knew about rice cakes and so on, and had eaten a lot of them.

"Ah!"

"Too!"

"Although Dogothos's dark ambitions have been spreading, adventurers and other self-proclaimed righteous guys rarely know of his existence. If they don't know of his existence, how can they attack him?

Or will he seek his destruction?"

Having said this, the weirdo sighed and stepped forward in no hurry.

"Although there has been a lot of gossip about him spreading throughout the world of Faerun, some people, or non-human beings, and her voters don't want him to be destroyed so soon."

"Hmph!"

"They need his existence, his experiments and his inflated ambitions to fuel the growth of the Magic Network!"

"A disgraceful, hypocritical and self-serving bunch!"

As he spoke, the weirdo seemed to have a schizophrenia, and began to curse and curse in front of Anne with a ferocious face and a low tone.

Of course, it was not Anne who was being cursed and cursed by. I don’t know who it was.

"??"

()

Seeing this, Anne did not make any comment.

She just stood so quietly and listened to the other person's words that seemed to have some origin, even though she had long seen that the other person was schizophrenic and had a twisted mind.

After all, it doesn't matter who the other party is. She doesn't care about that. She just needs someone or someone who is not a human to guide her. As for anything else, it really doesn't matter, and it has nothing to do with what she is about to do.

It doesn't matter what you do.

"do you know?"

After venting like talking to himself for a while, and then slowly recovering, the weirdo gradually calmed down and once again smiled sarcastically at Anne who was listening and scolded a certain dragon:

"He has actually been active in the black markets of Waterdeep City, Baldur's Gate, Neverwinter City and West Comb, and has purchased large quantities of spells, magic items and various items that may be used as spell-casting materials."

"Of course, he went to those places by projecting a clone."

"Hmph!"

"Doomsday crawler..."

"I think, as the Queen of Neverwinter, you should have read the relevant abnormal reports given to you by those spell casters and marketing managers, right?"

As he spoke, the other party suddenly asked Anne.

In this world, strategic materials such as spells, magic items, and various items that may be used as casting materials are purchased in large quantities. If the Queen of Neverwinter does not know about such things, then the other party is definitely not a qualified ruler.

"have no idea!"
To be continued...