war of the spider queen 3 condemnation-第43部分

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　　　Jeggred　rose　with　a　feral　snarl　and　grasped　the　wizard　around　the　upper　arms　with　his　huge　fighting　claws；　pulling　him　away　from　Quenthel　and　hurling　him　across　the　floor。
　　　〃Show　some　respect！〃　the　draegloth　thundered。　〃You　address　High　Priestess　Quenthel　Baenre；　Mistress　of　Arach…Tinilith；　Mistress　of　the　Academy；　Mistress　of　Tier　Breche；　First　Sister　of　House　Baenre　of　Menzoberranzan　。　。　。　you　insolent　dog！〃
　　　Pharaun's　eyes　flashed　as　he　leaped　to　his　feet。　The　facade　of　good　humor　fell　from　his　face；　leaving　nothing　but　cold；　perfect　malice。
　　　〃Never　lay　a　hand　on　me　again；〃　he　said　in　a　deadly　hiss。
　　　His　hands　crooked　at　his　sides；　ready　to　shape　awful　spells　against　the　draegloth；　while　Jeggred　crouched　and　made　ready　to　spring。
　　　Quenthel　shifted　the　grip　on　her　scourge　and　paced　closer　as　the　serpent　heads　curled　and　darted；　striking　at　the　air　in　their　agitation。　Ryld　set　one　hand　on　Splitter's　hilt　and　watched　all　three；　his　face　an　expressionless　mask。
　　　〃This　is　madness；〃　Halisstra　said　as　she　backed　away；　pointing　her　crossbow　at　the　floor。　〃We　must　cooperate　if　we　want　to　get　out　of　here　alive。〃
　　　Quenthel　opened　her　mouth　to　speak；　perhaps　to　issue　the　order　that　would　send　Jeggred　charging　at　the　wizard　regardless　of　the　consequences；　but　at　that　moment　Valas　returned；　trotting　up　to　the　pany。　The　scout　came　to　a　halt；　taking　in　the　situation　with　a　glance。
　　　〃What　is　going　on　here？〃　he　asked　carefully。
　　　When　no　one　answered；　the　Bregan　D'aerthe　looked　at　each　of　the　pany　in　turn。
　　　〃I　cannot　believe　this。　Have　you　not　had　your　fill　of　fighting　in　the　last　forty　hours？　How　can　you　even　consider　spending　the　last　of　your　strength；　your　magic；　your　blood；　slaughtering　each　other；　when　we've　already　fought　our　way　across　half　of　the　damned　Labyrinth？〃
　　　〃We　are　in　no　mood　to　be　harangued　by　you；　mercenary；〃　said　Quenthel。　〃Be　silent。〃　She　glared　at　Pharaun；　and　thrust　her　whip　through　her　belt。　〃It　serves　no　purpose　to　fight　each　other　here。〃
　　　〃Agreed；〃　said　Pharaun…perhaps　the　tersest　statement　the　loquacious　mage　had　uttered　in　the　time　Halisstra　had　known　him。　From　some　unsuspected　well　of　discipline　the　wizard　mastered　his　anger　and　straightened；　relaxing　his　hands。　〃I　will　not　be　handled　like　a　mon　goblin；　though。　That　I　will　not　bear。〃
　　　〃And　I　will　not　be　taunted　and　baited　at　every　turn；〃　Quenthel　replied。　She　turned　to　Valas。　〃Master　Hune；　did　you　find　anything　in　the　palace？〃
　　　The　scout　glanced　nervously　at　Quenthel　and　Pharaun；　as　did　Halisstra　and　Danifae。
　　　〃In　fact；　I　did；〃　he　said。　〃In　the　main　hall　of　the　palace　there　is　a　large　portal　of　some　kind。　Unless　I　misread　the　signs；　a　large　number　of　people　passed　through　it。　I　suspect　House　Jaelre　lies　somewhere　on　the　other　side；　in　some　new　abode。〃
　　　〃Where　does　the　portal　lead？〃　Ryld　asked。
　　　Valas　shrugged　and　said；　〃I　have　no　idea；　but　there　is　certainly　one　way　to　find　out。〃
　　　〃Fine；〃　said　Quenthel。　〃We　will　put　your　portal　to　the　test　at　once；　before　the　minotaurs　and　their　demons　return。　In　a　few　minutes；　anywhere　will　be　better　than　here。〃
　　　She　let　one　long　glare　linger　on　Pharaun；　who　finally　had　the　good　sense　to　avert　his　eyes　in　what　would　have　to　suffice　for　a　bow。
　　　Halisstra　let　out　a　breath　she　didn't　realize　she'd　been　holding。
　　　
　　　〃Now　this　I　did　not　expect；〃　remarked　Pharaun。
　　　The　wizard　sighed　and　sat　down　on　a　rock；　allowing　his　pack　to　drop　to　the　moss…covered　ground。　The　pany　stood　in　the　mouth　of　a　low　cavern　looking　up　at　a　daylit　forest；　somewhere　on　the　surface。　The　Jaelre　portal　lay　a　few　hundred　yards　behind　them　in　a　damp；　winding　cavern　that　led　to　a　large；　steep…sided　sinkhole　with　lichen…covered　boulders　and　trickling　rills　of　cold　water　splashing　down　from　the　hillside　above。
　　　The　day　was　heavily　overcast…in　fact；　a　light　rain　was　falling…and　the　clouds；　coupled　with　the　gloom　of　the　forest；　helped　to　ameliorate　the　insufferable　brightness　of　the　sun。　It　was　not　so　harshly　brilliant　a　day　as　they　had　seen　in　the　cloudless　desert　of　Anauroch　a　tenday　past；　but　to　eyes　long　accustomed　to　the　utter　lightlessness　of　the　Underdark；　the　diffuse　sunlight　still　seemed　as　harsh　as　the　glare　of　a　lightning　stroke。
　　　〃Should　we　keep　moving？〃　Ryld　asked。　He'd　returned　Splitter　to　its　sheath；　angled　across　his　broad　back；　but　he　held　a　crossbow　at　the　ready　and　squinted　into　the　towering　green　trees。　〃It　won't　take　the　minotaurs　long　to　figure　out　where　we　went。〃
　　　〃It　doesn't　matter　if　they　do；〃　Pharaun　said。　〃The　portal　was　keyed　to　function　for　drow　alone。　It's　nothing　more　than　a　wall　of　blank　stone　to　our　friends　in　the　Labyrinth…a　sensible　precaution　on　the　part　of　the　Jaelre；　I　suppose；　though　had　I　been　in　their　shoes　I　believe　I　would　not　have　ruled　out　the　possibility　of　attackers　of　my　own　race。〃
　　　〃You're　certain　of　that？〃　Quenthel　asked。
　　　The　wizard　nodded　and　replied；　〃I　was　careful　to　examine　the　portal　before　we　stepped　through。　Leaping　blindly　through　portals　is　a　bad　habit；　and　should　be　reserved　only　for　the　gravest　of　situations；　such　as　escaping　imminent　death　in　the　destruction　of　a　city。　And；　before　anyone　asks；　we　can　still　retrace　our　steps　if　we　wish。　The　portal　functions　in　both　directions。〃
　　　〃I　am　not　in　a　hurry　to　return　to　the　Labyrinth。　Better　the　sun…blasted　surface　than　that；〃　Halisstra　murmured。
　　　She　picked　her　way　across　the　floor　of　the　sinkhole；　studying　the　forest　overhead。　The　air　was　cool；　and　she　noted　that　the　trees　nearby　were　mostly　needleleafs　of　some　kind；　trees　that　did　not　lose　their　foliage　in　the　wintertime；　if　she　remembered　correctly。　A　number　of　barren　trees　of　a　different　sort　stood　in　and　among　the　evergreens；　trees　with　slender　white　trunks　and　only　a　handful　of　ragged　red　and　brown　leaves　clinging　in　an　odd　clump　near　the　crown。　Dead？　she　wondered。　Or　merely　bare　of　leaves　for　the　winter　months？　She'd　read　many　accounts　of　the　World　Above；　its　peoples；　its　green　plants　and　animals；　its　changing　seasons；　but　there　was　a　great　difference　between　reading　about　something　and　experiencing　it　firsthand。
　　　〃Where　on　the　surface　are　we？〃　Quenthel　asked。
　　　Valas　stared　hard　at　the　trees　for　a　long　time；　and　craned　his　head　up　to　squint　at　the　dimly　glowing　patch　of　clouds　that　hid　the　sun。　He　turned　in　a　slow　circle　to　examine　the　hillside　nearby。　Finally　he　knelt　and　ran　his　fingers　over　the　soft　green　mat　of　mosses　clinging　to　the　boulders　in　the　cavern　mouth。
　　　〃Northern　Faerun；〃　he　said。　〃It's　early　winter；　as　it　should　be。　You　can't　see　the　sun　too　well　to　judge　its　position　in　the　sky；　but　I　can　certainly　feel　it；　as　I　suspect　we　all　do。　We're　in　the　same　general　latitude　as　the　lands　above　Menzoberranzan…not　more　than　a　few　hundred　miles　either　north　or　south；　I　think。〃
　　　〃Somewhere　in　the　High　Forest；　then？〃　Danifae　asked。
　　　〃Possibly。　I'm　not　sure　the　trees　look　right。　I've　traveled　the　surface　lands　near　our　city；　and　the　foliage　looks　different　from　what　I　remember　of　the　High　Forest。　We　might　be　some　ways　distant　from　Menzoberranzan。〃
　　　〃Excellent；〃　muttered　Pharaun。　〃We　trek　through　the　Underdark　to　Ched　Nasad；　are　forced　through　a　portal　to　the　surface　hundreds　of　miles　from　home；　then　we　trek　back　down　into　the　Underdark　through　shadow　and　peril；　only　to　pass　through　another　portal　that　takes　us　back　to　the　surface；　perhaps　even　farther　from　home。　One　wonders　if　we　might　have　simply　marched　here　from　Hlaungadath　without　our　pleasant　detour　through　the　Plane　of　Shadow；　the　delightful　hospitality　of　Gracklstugh；　and　our　lovely　little　tour　of　the　minotaur…infested　Labyrinth。〃
　　　〃Your　spirits　must　be　rebounding；　Pharaun；〃　Ryld　observed。　〃You've　found　your　sarcasm　again。〃
　　　〃A　sharper　weapon　than　your　sword；　my　friend；　and　just　as　devastating　when　properly　employed；〃　the　wizard　said。　He　ran　his　hands　over　his　torso　and　winced。　〃I　feel　half　dead。　Every　time　I　turned　around；　some　hulking　bull…headed　brute　was　trying　to　cleave　me　in　two　with　an　axe　or　pin　me　to　the　floor　with　a　spear。　Might　I　trouble　you　for　one　of　your　healing　songs；　dear　lady？〃　he　asked　Halisstra。
　　　〃Do　not