Chapter 14 preamble

In my life, I have been through countless dangerous roads.The footprints left above were tortuous and toilful, they remained in my home, in the tunnels of the Underdark, in the North, and by my friends. The feeling of astonishment made me shake my head. In this vast world, is every corner inhabited by living beings so self-righteous that they cannot tolerate outsiders passing through the path of their lives?Why are people so full of hatred that they hunt each other down and then cover up their obvious mistakes?Even if it's only wrong because they are self-preserving for a legitimate purpose.

I left Artemis Entreri at Calimport, and I took with me the taste of just vengeance.Our paths converge and diverge, stretching in different directions.Entreri had no reason to come after me, and if he found me it would only rekindle the wound in his pride. Why is he so stupid? He has a perfect body and the most profound combat skills I know, but his bloodthirsty exposed his weakness.We want to discover the potential of the body, we must also explore the harmonious beauty of the soul.Artemis Entreri, mighty as he was, could never hear the song of his own soul.The harmonious beauty of other souls made him jealous, and he had to let them disappear in order to maintain his cowardly sense of superiority.

He was really like my people, and like many other beings I've met: barbarian lords wage war on the innocent to maintain their status; , instead raised armies to guard them, and feared them day and night; the haughty Elves turned their eyes away from the suffering non-Elves, thinking that the "inferior races" deserved to suffer. I come from such beings, have seen such beings, and have heard stories of such beings from all lands.Now I know that I must fight them, not with blade or army, but with the harmony and harmony that is true to my heart. Gods have mercy, I'm not alone.Bruenor regains his throne, Mithril Hall's dwarven treasures bring hope to neighbors throughout the region; Katie also stands by my principles; Wulfgar shows his warrior folk the path of friendship - living in harmony path of.

They are my guardians, my hope, and the hope of the world.When hunters like Artemis Entreri, who lost their nature, once again connected our paths, I thought of Zaknafein, and felt the thrill of blood and soul; I thought of Monterey, because there are still people who know Heartened by the truth in my heart.Even if I die, my ideal will not die with me.With those dear friends, those worthy people, I know I am not a lone hero in the wilderness, and I know that after I am dead, these important things will live on. This is my blood, and gods have mercy, I'm not alone. — Drizzt Do'Urden