Chapter 15 Chapter Eleven Family Matters

Clothes were scattered, bric-a-brac hit the wall, and various weapons were thrown into the air, then spun down, and some even hit Bruno's back.The dwarf, half-buried in his private storage locker, ignored the danger of falling from the sky, and once stood up, a throwing ax knocked off his one-horned battle helmet, but he didn't seem to care about it. Feel. "Here he is!" growled the dwarf stubbornly, throwing a pair of mail armor over his shoulders, nearly knocking over the rest of the room. "By Moradin, the damned thing is here!" "Nine Abyss Hell..." As soon as Thiberdorf Panter opened his mouth, his voice was drowned out by Bruno's ecstatic roar.

"Found it!" announced the red-bearded dwarf, turning away from the broken chest, holding in his hand a locket in the shape of a heart on a gold chain. Catti-brie recognized it right away. It was a magical gift from Lady Alastre of Silvermoon to Bruenor, who would use it to find his friends heading south.Inside the box, there is a small statue of Drizzt, which is associated with the drow, allowing its bearer to know the approximate location of Drizzt Do'Urden. "It can help us find that elf." Bruno held up the small box high. "Throw it away, my lord," Panter said, "and let me go find that... your friend."

"I'll go." Bruenor bellowed, putting on his one-horned helmet again, and taking up his razor-axe and adamantine shield. "You are the king of Mithril Hall!" Pante objected hastily, "You cannot enter those dangerous unknown tunnels." Katie answered before Bruno. "Shut your mouth, Warcracker, my father would rather throw these halls to the goblins than put Drizzt in danger!" Cooper pressed Panter's shoulder (the finger was cut with a dirty wound by those armor steel rings), silently warned the savage Warlord not to be presumptuous, and at the same time expressed his support for the young woman.

Bruenor didn't want to hear any more arguments, and the red-bearded dwarf king, eyes blazing, rushed past Panter and Wulfgar and led the way out of the room. ※※※※ The surrounding scene gradually became clear, Drizzt Do'Urden fully woke up, and he saw his sister Vierna bending down, staring at him. "Purple eyes." Drow's words flowed from the priest's mouth. Childhood memories immediately flooded the captive dark elf's mind. Verna!In the family, apart from Zaknafein, Drizzt's only relative who had ever cared about him stood in front of him now. She is Drizzt's caretaker, and as princess of House Do'Urden, she is tasked with guiding Drizzt down the dark paths of drow society.But bits and pieces of old memories told Drizzt that Vierna was not what she used to be, that the latent tenderness of the past had been completely lost under the priestly robes of the evil Spider Queen.

"How long has it been. My lost brother?" Vierna said, still in Dark Elvish, "almost thirty years? No matter how far you've traveled, you're still so close to where you started, where you belong. " Drizzt tried to hold his gaze, but made no further resistance.His hands were tied behind his back, and a dozen drow soldiers surrounded him in the small room.Entreri was talking to the oddest-looking dark elf in the room, who wore a cap of absurdly large feathers, and a short waistcoat that showed a slender waist with well-developed muscles.The magic mask was tied to Killer Yun's waist, and Drizzt was now very afraid that Entreri would return to Mithril Hall to do evil again.

"How does it feel to enter Menzoberranzan City again?" Werna asked Drizzt, although this question was only from the priest's show-off heart, it still caught Drizzt's attention. "Thoughts of a prisoner," Drizzt replied, "when I was brought before Lord Maris...the wicked Maris..." "Mother Maris!" Verna clenched her silver teeth. "Malice," Drizzt repeated contemptuously.Vierna slapped him hard, and the dark elves turned their heads to see what was wrong, but they just smiled silently and continued with their own conversations. Verna also burst out into a long, wild laugh, throwing her head back, sending the white hair flying back from her face.

Drizzt watched her quietly, not understanding what had elicited such a violent reaction from her. "Matron Malice is dead, fool!" Werner's face pressed down to within an inch of Drizzt. Drizzt didn't know how to react, his mother was dead, but he didn't know what to do with the news.He felt some mild sadness.But he dismissed those emotions right away, for he knew they came not from Marise Do'Urden, but from a regret at never having had a mother.Drizzt regained his composure and chewed on the news, feeling a sense of peace, an acceptance without the slightest bit of grief.Maris was his biological mother, but not his mother, and her death was not a bad thing in Drizzt Do'Urden's mind.

"You don't know yet, do you?" Verna was still laughing wildly, "How long have you been gone, lost brother!" Drizzt gave her a curious look, suspecting that she had more shocking news to tell him. "Because of what you did, House Do'Urden was destroyed, and you don't know it yet!" Vierna laughed hysterically. "Destruction?" Drizzt was surprised, but not very concerned.In fact, the family that rebelled against the drow himself was no different to him than the other families in Menzoberranzan.Drizzt searched his own heart and found that there was no feeling at all.

"Mistress Maris was ordered to look for you, but she failed. You escaped from her palm, and Rose's favor also left her with you." "Poor." There was a mocking tone in Drizzt's words.Verna lashed him harder, but he held his head stubbornly high, not batting an eye. Werna turned her back from him, her delicate and powerful hands clenched tightly in front of her chest, a sense of suffocation hit her heart. "Destroyed," her voice was suddenly soaked in pain, "destroyed according to the will of the Spider God Queen, they all died because of you." She turned around and pointed at Drizzt, "Your sister, Bree Shahe and Maya, as well as your mother, the entire family lost their lives because of you. Drizzt Do'Urden!"

Although the news Werna threw to him was somewhat unbelievable, Drizzt had no expression on his face, and his heart was equally indifferent to it. "Where's my brother?" He asked, he didn't really care about Dinin who should have passed away long ago, he just wanted to know more about this surprise attack team. "What, Drizzt," Werna asked with feigned confusion, "didn't you already see him? You almost cut off one of his legs." Drizzt's confusion was real—until Vierna finished speaking. "One of his eight legs." Drizzt controlled his expression again, but the news really shook him inside.

"It's your fault too!" Vierna roared, watching Drizzt for a long time, the smile on her lips gradually faded before her brother's still cold expression. "Zaknafein died for you too!" Verna howled suddenly.Drizzt knew she was just trying to elicit a reaction from him, but this time, he couldn't keep his composure. "No!" He stood up angrily, but was pushed back into the seat. Vierna's smile grew more evil, and she knew she had found Drizzt's weakness. "If it weren't for Drizzt Do'Urden's crimes, Zaknafein would still be alive." She continued to prod Drizzt, "The Do'Urden family will receive greater glory, and Matron Malice will sit firmly in the ruling parliament." "Sin?" He found courage once again in the painful memory of his dead father. "Glory? You reversed those two things." Verna stretched out her hand, as if she wanted to strike again, but seeing Drizzt's resolute expression, she couldn't help but drop her arm. "In the name of your evil gods, you hail the evil in the world of the drow, and Zaknafein's death... no, it was murdered, because of your evil. You can't convince me to accept your blame, the hand-held Isn't it you, Verna, who sacrificed the dagger?" The priest looked like she was about to lose her mind, her eyes burning violently, and Drizzt's heat-sensitive pupils could see the rapid rise in the temperature of her cheeks. "He's your father too," Drizzt told her, and Vierna cringed even though Vierna was furious.It's true, Zaknafein has two children, and only those two. "But you don't care about it, Zaknafein is just a male. After all, in the drow world, males are not valued." "But he was your father," Drizzt continued, "and he gave you more than you deserved." "Shut up!" roared Vierna's clenched teeth, and she began to whip Drizzt again.In the continuous blows, Drizzt felt his blood drip from the corner of his mouth. Drizzt didn't speak any more, he was savoring Werna's reaction and her changes.She looked more like Briza now, Drizzt's oldest and most vicious sister, with the kind of rage that the Spider Queen would approve of.Where was Vierna who had quietly shown her kindness to young Drizzt?Where is the Verna who, like Zaknafein, never fully accepted Rose even though she was walking on a dark path? Where is Zaknafein's daughter? She was dead and buried.Looking at the fanatical face in front of him, Drizzt came to this conclusion.Lies, empty promises, and twisted honors turned everything upside down in the dark drow world, and buried his sister. "I will save you." Verna said calmly, the heat gradually leaving her delicate and beautiful face. "Many people worse than you have tried." Drizzt misunderstood her attempt, and Vierna's smile revealed that she had recognized the error of Drizzt's conclusions. "I will offer you to Rose," the priest explained to him, "and in return I will be given greater power than the ambitious Matron Malice desired. Hail, my lost brother, you will Make House Do'Urden more prestigious and powerful than ever before." "The power will fade away," Drizzt replied calmly, his tone annoyed Verna more than his words, "the power can only put this family on the edge of another cliff, and other families will get Rose His favor will push the Do'Urden family back down." Verna laughed wildly. "You cannot deny that," Drizzt raised his voice, "in Menzoberranzan, before the capriciousness of the Spider Queen, there is no enduring, no eternity." "Very well, my lost brother." Verna said with a "ho ho" laugh. "Damn it Rose!" Verna nodded, "Your blasphemy can't hurt me," the priest's voice was mixed with the smell of death, "You have nothing to do with me anymore, you are just a refugee without a family, Rose's favorite sacrifice." "Continue your curse on the Spider God Queen, and show Rose how suitable you are as a sacrifice! How ironic, if you repent of your past crimes. If you restore your true inheritance, you will defeat me instead." Drizzt bit his lip, knowing that what he had to do now was to take a closer look at this unexpected meeting. "Don't you understand?" Verna asked him, "Benevolent Rose will welcome you back with mighty combat skills, and my sacrifice will be gone. At that time, I will be like you, a familyless refugee." "Tell me about it, aren't you afraid?" Drizzt asked her. Verna knows her rebellious brother all too well, even more than he expected. "You will not repent, foolish and honorable Drizzt Do'Urden. You will not lie, you will not serve the Spider Queen, not even for your own life, and those ideals you hold dear What's the use!" Vierna hit Drizzt again.This time, before Drizzt could figure out the reason for the beating, she had turned away from him.Her hot shadow was obscured by the priest's robe.Drizzt seemed to see his real sister being shadowed by the Spider Queen. The eccentric drow, who had been talking to Entreri, walked towards Drizzt now, his high-waisted boots clattering against the stone floor.He gave Drizzt a look that was almost sympathetic, and shrugged again. "Poor." He took out a dancing flash of blue flame from under his shimmering cloak. "Poor thing," he said again, and strode away, this time without making any sound from his boots. ※※※※ The amazed guards stood up hastily and saluted the unexpected king.The king was followed by his daughter, Wulfgar, Cooper, and a dwarf in strange armor. "Have you heard from the drow?" Bruenor asked the guard, walking non-stop towards the huge stone gate. The silence of the guards told Bruno everything he needed to know. "Go to General Dagna," he ordered one of the guards, "let him gather the troops and enter the new tunnel!" The dwarf guard knocked his heels solemnly and ran away quickly. Bruenor and his four companions waited for the bolt to be opened, Wulfgar and Cooper held torches. "Three, then two, that's the same signal we told Drow," the remaining guards told Bruno. "Three, then two." Bruno repeated, and then disappeared into the shadows. The others hastily stepped up to follow, even Thiberdorf who was still hesitating about whether the king should leave Mithril Hall Pan Te also had to completely give up his claim and ran up. When the stone door closed with a roar, Cooper and even the brave Panter couldn't help turning their heads, with a bitter look on their faces.And the worry for their best friend weighed heavily on the chests of the other three, and they didn't even hear the voice from behind.