A sneeze destroys a magical civilization

As all the attacking monsters disappeared or died, the envoy's camp finally became quiet again.

Since there were no injuries, most of the people who were attacked died immediately, so no medical treatment was needed.

Dig a hole on the spot and throw in the corpses you can find to bury them to prevent them from being eaten by other beasts or monsters.

Then the priest presides over a simple funeral, and the weapon used during death is inserted into the ground together with the helmet as a tombstone.

This is considered an explanation for the deceased.

After all, the Yunwu Mountain Area is so far away from Ascatla, and it is basically impossible to transport it back for burial.

What's more, Sir Crispian, the top leader of the envoy, has not yet decided whether to continue to Candlekeep for negotiations, or to turn around and report the attack to the Six-person Council of Amn first.

Most importantly, no one knows who the attackers were or what their motives were.

There is also no guarantee whether there will be a second or third attack after this one...

Looking at the camp destroyed by the white dragon's freezing breath and the thick ice covering the camp, Sir Crispian subconsciously pulled his cloak and asked in a slightly solemn tone: "Sir Soth, what do you think we will do next?" what to do?"

"You ask me? How do I know."

Zuo Si shrugged his shoulders innocently.

He originally just came to make soy sauce to earn some pocket money, and by the way, they went to Candlekeep to acquire the knowledge he lacked most at the moment.

How do you know what the senior leaders of Amn think?

From the perspective of Zuo Si, an outsider, the trade dispute between Baldur's Gate and Amn is essentially a group of greedy businessman interest groups biting each other, with no one good at all.

In particular, the Dukes of Baldur's Gate are simply examples of greed and stupidity. For the sake of short-term gains, they even allowed unscrupulous chambers of commerce like the Iron Throne to expand wildly.

The only difference is that Amn dares to tear off the disguise and directly declare that it is a country ruled by a merchant oligarchy.

Baldur's Gate and Waterdeep are disguised as so-called "enlightened systems", but in essence they are not much different.

"What I mean is that if you are sure that the envoy can reach Naxikai safely, we will continue to move forward. If not, we will turn around and return to Keremul first."

Seeing that Zuo Si failed to understand what he wanted to express, Sir Crispian quickly opened the skylight and spoke frankly.

Because he may not care about the lives of those soldiers, paladins, priests and masked mages, but he does care about his own life.

After all, no matter how much political capital this negotiation can bring, it is meaningful to at least ensure survival first.

"It depends on what kind of conditions you can offer. My principle has always been to use money to do things. As long as the remuneration is enough, everything is not a problem. But please be careful about one thing. If the conditions you offer cannot be fulfilled afterwards, I will take the most extreme and violent measures to collect debts."

Zuo Si made no excuses and stated his attitude straightforwardly.

When Sir Crispian heard these words, he couldn't help laughing immediately, and while laughing, he promised: "No problem! I swear on the honor of my family that as long as you can reach Candlekeep safely, you will definitely get a generous sum." Remuneration. Because the most important thing Amn lacks is money."

"That's no problem. We'll set off as usual tomorrow morning. I want to see if the mastermind behind this attack dares to launch a second attack."

After saying that, Zuo Si's eyes flashed with cold light, he stood up and returned to his tent to rest.

But just because he could sleep, it didn't mean that others in the mission could also sleep.

Especially those soldiers who were frightened by the white dragon, centipede demon insect, winter wolf and ice troll, did not dare to close their eyes again, and remained mentally tense all night long.

I was afraid that once I fell asleep, I would never have the chance to open my eyes again.

Sir Crispian also tossed and turned all night long, his brain uncontrollably replaying images of him being just one step away from death.

…

At the same time, the five senior members of the Emerald Society who planned the attack are currently gathering in K'Zula, a city east of Amn near the Serpent Forest.

Hundreds of years ago, a large population flooded here due to the discovery of large amounts of gold and iron mines, and finally the city of Kezula was established.

But after two centuries of continuous mining exhausted the veins, it soon fell into a long depression.

But all this developed again with the sudden discovery of gem veins a few decades ago.

The Emerald Society took a fancy to this, so they chose to establish their headquarters in K'Zula.

Because this place is not only far enough away from Askatra, but also relatively remote among the many cities in Amn, the masked mage's monitoring here is very weak.

If you are really exposed and surrounded, you can go directly to the Viper Forest in the north or the secret stronghold in the Cloud and Mist Mountains to hide for a few days to avoid the limelight.

At this moment, the five people who planned the attack on the Amn mission were sitting around a table.

The masked man at the head was the first to break the silence and said: "You should have seen the battle just now. Now let's talk about it. How was the strength shown by this elector in the battle?"

"Very powerful! Much more powerful than we expected. Especially those shadows that are as numerous as the tide are definitely a terrible threat. He doesn't even need to do it himself, as long as he removes the protective spells on his opponent, the shadows They will automatically rush to kill every living person they can touch."

Another member gave his opinion in a slightly heavy tone.

Not only him, but the short member sitting in the corner also added: "In addition to the large number of shadow creatures, the warrior who can collide with the centipede demon insect head-on is also very noteworthy. He is wearing a red dragon protective suit. A, almost completely immune to the damage of high temperature."

"There is also the final means of making all living creatures disappear out of thin air. I seriously doubt that this is some kind of special ability given to the chosen ones by God."

Yet another person pointed out something he thought more attention should be paid to.

The five people just talked to each other and made a list of Zuo Si's abilities.

The leading man picked it up and took a look at it, and immediately complained in a low voice: "Damn it! I didn't expect that two white dragons, a centipede demon insect, so many winter wolves and ice trolls, in the end, couldn't even give this goddess of poison and disease. It caused some trouble for the electorate, and I didn’t even try to find out how many protective magics he was blessed with and what spells he was immune to.”

"So it was right not to take action this time. I suspect that this elector has more hidden cards than we expected. If any of us are captured, the consequences will be catastrophic." The voice sounded like a woman's The member said with lingering fear.

The slightly fat guy nodded vigorously: "Agree! It is too dangerous to deal with a chosen one of the gods rashly, and we need to collect more intelligence. In addition, I am not sure whether Talona will give people information through dreams and illusions. Soth provides clues about the Emerald Society."

"Then what do you think we should do now? Inform Irenicas to abandon the in-depth cooperation agreement reached before?" the short member asked.

"No, of course not. We can tell him the real situation and then ask him to join the operation. If Irenicus agrees, then we have a powerful helper. If he refuses, it means that this is the case. Something is wrong. We have to be more vigilant."

The fat man gave a solution without thinking.

He has obviously noticed that Erinikas is not really cooperating at all, but is using the resources, channels and power of the Emerald Society to achieve his ulterior ambitions.

"Speaking of Irenikas, I remembered it. In Askatra, didn't we also absorb a powerful necromancer named Asta? Why hasn't he contacted us recently?" The leader The man suddenly interrupted.

You must know that the Emerald Society will do its best to fight for all high-level arcane spellcasters who are not absorbed by the Masked Mage Guild.

"Asta? That lich? He should be hiding in his house to study magic. Don't forget, lichs are far less sensitive to the passage of time than living people, so it is normal to disappear for a period of time occasionally." The fat man didn't care. shrugged his shoulders.

The leading man laughed and complained: "What you said makes sense, and I am speechless. But since you are a member of the organization's key development team, it would be better to take a look at it next time someone goes to Ascatla. .”

"Don't worry, I will personally go to Askatra to talk to Irenicas in a while, and take a look at Asta by the way."

The member who sounded like a woman took the initiative to take on this task.

In this way, the five people decided to temporarily abandon the action against Zuo Si after discussion.

Because the risk is too high, and they don't have any certainty.

However, the senior leaders of the Emerald Society did not know that every move they made was watched by another organization.

The latter's name is Tangled Talisman!

Yes!

Shangla, the Lord of Talisman, had long discovered the changes in the Emerald Society, so he hid in the dark and watched the entire battle that broke out in the Yunwu Mountains.

Currently standing on the top of a mountain covered with snow all year round, he asked his former lover behind him with great interest: "Jimana, what do you think the magic was that Soss just used to make those creatures disappear out of thin air?"

"Hmm - I think it should be some kind of expulsion or sealing."

The female lich known as Jimana touched her chin and gave her own judgment.

She was wearing a silver mask on her face at the moment, and she looked the same as when she was alive. She still had smooth and white skin, as well as alluring and concave and convex curves.

But anyone with a little common sense will understand that all of this is an illusion created through magic.

Behind the illusion is actually a dry, rotting corpse.

As the only talisman master in the organization who is not a legendary mage, Jimana is not as casual and relaxed as his lover Shangla.

Because even though she has a mage level as high as LV19, she has too many and too powerful enemies to deal with.

If you are not careful, you may die instantly.

“No, dear Jimana.

That was no ordinary expulsion or seal, but a magic technology from another world.

How beautiful!

How charming!

If it weren't for my identity as a voter, I would definitely find an opportunity to talk to Soth face to face.

do you know?

After becoming a lich for so many years, this was the first time I felt a heartbeat.

It's like the first time I tasted the sweetness of power, the first time I killed a black dragon with the power of magic, the first time I had an intimate relationship with you.

Obviously, Soth hides many secrets.

Even the gods have a strong interest in these secrets.

It's a pity that because of Lagon's overly cautious attitude, it ended up like this.

If we had decisively taken action to absorb him into the organization when we were in Calimport, everything would belong to us now. "

When saying these words, Shangla's tone was full of resentment towards Lagon, the current leader of the Tangled Talisman.

Of course, this is not the first time he has complained, and I believe it will not be the last.

After all, Lagun's talent in "Gou" is obvious to all.

In anything, as long as there is a slight risk of exposure, he will definitely choose not to participate.

Because of this, the Church of the Good Gods and the members of the Harper Alliance who were desperately investigating were unable to do anything with the Entanglement Talisman.

But the price is that many opportunities for development and growth are lost.

Seeing this, Jimana immediately smiled and teased: "Is your heart eager for adventure starting to get restless again?"

"Hahahaha! You still understand me. The Emerald Association really did a good thing this time. I can take the opportunity to send someone to infiltrate, and then contact Soth in the name of the Emerald Association. In this way, we can both Violating the rules of the organization and getting what you want." Shangela laughed and said her plan.

You must know that the insidious and despicable method of "backdooring" is the specialty of entanglement symbols.

Many of the Lord of Talisman's cronies are very good at disguising themselves as members of other organizations, such as the Zhentarim, the Dragon Cult, the Red-robed Wizards, etc.

They use these identities, or even join directly, to secretly complete some unknown tasks.

"What are you going to do?" Jimana asked meaningfully.

Shangela replied without hesitation: "First, I will send my most trusted disciple Lei Yin to break into the Jade Society.

Then, as a traitor, he secretly told Soth the secrets of the Emerald Society to win his trust.

As for the rest, they need to join forces to uproot and devour the Emerald Society.

When my disciple becomes the top leader of the Emerald Society, he will naturally be able to conduct transactions with him openly and obtain things of interest bit by bit.

So, my plan is good, right? "

Jimana smiled and nodded: "It's indeed perfect.

Rein's spellcasting level should be close to reaching the legendary level, right?

It looks like it won't be long before a new Talisman Master joins the organization, and you gain a trustworthy ally.

But before that, you still need to deal with the Zhentarim and the Harpers.

According to the information obtained by my spies, Xi Manmeng, Mansong’s most trusted apprentice and the manipulator behind the dark intelligence network, had set out from the Dark Fortress in the Sunset Mountains not long ago, and his destination should be Candlekeep as expected.

Similarly, there is another big news. Elminster, the great sage of the Valley of Shadows and the first chosen one by the Goddess of Magic, also left his home, and his destination is also Candlekeep.

Guess, what did these two people go to Candlekeep for? "

Upon hearing these words, Shangela suddenly fell into terrible silence.

He was not a fool and understood that the only one who could alarm these two people at the same time was Zuo Si, who was heading towards Candlekeep.

As for the war and conflict that broke out on the border between Amn and Baldur's Gate.

To put it bluntly, it is not worthy of attracting the attention of so many forces and legendary mages.

After being silent for a long time, Shanggela suddenly showed a meaningful smile and murmured to himself: "It's a bit interesting. In that case, let's play a game. Let's see who can be the first to learn from Zuo Si Dig up his hidden secrets.”

Soon, the two talisman masters used teleportation magic and disappeared without a trace.

About a few hours later, a woman named Lei Yin joined the Emerald Society.

And with his very high spellcasting level and his ruthless slaughter of masked mages, he quickly won the trust of the organization's top leaders.

You know without asking that she is the disciple Shangla mentioned.

…

Passing through the crisis-ridden Cloud and Mist Mountains, Amn's envoy only encountered a surprise attack by a gnoll tribe. After killing all of them, they successfully arrived at Naxikai, a small town that made its fortune from iron ore.

Since the armies of Amn and Baldur's Gate had just fought here not long ago, all the residents of the town looked very nervous.

A large number of corpses of dead soldiers were buried in the cemetery, so much so that priests had to hold up the Holy Emblem every day to dispel the accumulated negative energy.

Otherwise, it won't take long for a large number of ghouls, zombies and skeletons to be born.

Sir Crispian ignored these soldiers who died fighting for Amn. He didn't even bother to get out of the car and give a symbolic salute. He went directly to the highest military commander stationed here, General Laurel.

He told the other party his experiences in the Yunwu Mountains without even a word of nonsense.

After General Laurel heard this, he immediately opened his mouth in shock: "White dragon? Centipede demon insect? Winter wolf? Ice troll? Who did this? Are they crazy? How dare they risk the world's scorn to attack? An embassy!”

"Your Excellency, General, I hope you can use all means to pass this news to the six-member council of Askatra as quickly as possible." Sir Crispian made a straightforward request.

"No problem! I will immediately arrange for the masked mage accompanying the army to pass the news back immediately." Laurel agreed without hesitation.

He winked at his adjutant, who immediately understood and turned around to leave the room and go downstairs to find the mage who was stationed there.

After a while, the adjutant came back with a note.

General Laurel took it, glanced at it, and quickly handed it to Sir Crispian. He frowned and muttered in a low voice: "Strange! The six-member council knew nothing about this matter, and they didn't even have any clues." No.

It seems that Baldur's Gate's suspicions are not high.

With the character of Duke Iltan, the supreme commander of the Flame Fist mercenaries, he should not do such a thing.

But that's not necessarily the case for those guys like the Iron Throne who suffered heavy losses in this iron catastrophe conflict. "

"Damn! This thing seems to be getting more and more complicated."

Sir Crispian threw away the note in his hand and cursed under his breath.

Because the Council of Six issued a death order, he must go to Candlekeep to complete this negotiation, and bring an armistice treaty that is beneficial to Amn.

Seeing that these two senior officials, who were considered to be high-ranking officials in Ascatra, had a gloomy look on their face, Zuo Si couldn't help but laugh, and comforted him while smiling: "Don't be so pessimistic. In fact, this is This thing is actually a good thing for negotiations.”

"Oh? Do you have any suggestions?" General Laurel asked slightly curiously.

Zuo Si replied meaningfully: "With no clues at all, it is no longer important who is behind the scenes.

What matters is how you use the attack to your advantage in negotiations.

For example, they insisted to the outside world that the attack on the envoy was a conspiracy by the top brass of Baldur's Gate.

For their own benefit, they did not hesitate to collude with evil forces and launched this shameless sneak attack on the mission in order to continue the war.

Those Flame Fist mercenaries who died tragically in the war were actually victims of the greedy desires of despicable nobles and businessmen.

At the same time, they loudly claimed that this war was started by Baldur's Gate, and that they wanted to annex the mineral veins of Naxikai through force.

In this way, Amn can stand on the moral high ground and render Baldur's Gate as an evil city-state that is as unscrupulous as Luskan to achieve its goals.

They even made a request to the Northland Lords Alliance to kick Baldur's Gate out of this organization.

Through propaganda and diplomatic isolation, not only can the trade of Baldur's Gate be severely attacked, but also the merchant alliance can be contacted privately and promised to give them some benefits in exchange for these people changing their stance.

In addition, methods such as uniting with chambers of commerce in other regions to raise the prices of some daily necessities and provoking conflicts between ordinary citizens and nobles and merchants were also used.

In short, there are many ways to hit a city hard.

But war is undoubtedly the most stupid behavior and the most likely to arouse public resentment. "

"Walkien, the goddess of wealth! Sir Thos, you are simply a genius."

Sir Crispian jumped up from his chair as if he had found a treasure, and bowed deeply to Zuo Si excitedly.

For the first time, he realized that he had so many cards to play.

You must know that Baldur's Gate and Waterdeep are Amn's two main competitors in trade.

The six-member Council dreams of suppressing these two opponents with unlimited potential, so that they can occupy as much share as possible.

If one of them could be defeated without using force, they would probably be able to laugh out of their dreams.

As a nobleman with very high political sensitivity, Sir Crispian sensed a huge opportunity.

He had a hunch that if he could really use this opportunity to hit Baldur's Gate hard, he would definitely be able to gain huge support in the Council after returning, and even climb to the position of the six-member Council in his lifetime.

No hesitation!

After briefly discussing some operational details, General Laurel immediately mobilized the army to assume a posture of seeking justice for the envoy.

Almost at the same time, he did not forget to tell the outside world that the despicable and shameless people who killed Baldur's Gate attacked the messenger sent by Amn.

On the other side, the shadow thieves who infiltrated Baldur's Gate also took action and began to spread various gossips and rumors in the streets and alleys of Baldur's Gate.

Suddenly, this vital commercial hub and port city in the Sword Coast was firmly blamed for the "blame" amidst the uproar from the outside world.

Although the dukes and merchants of Baldur's Gate stood up and tried their best to refute, but as the saying goes, spreading rumors only opens your mouth and refutes them.

In addition, Sir Crispian hired bards to spread the story of how the paladin of the Knights of the Burning Heart fought bravely in the face of the evil white dragon and finally died tragically, quickly winning the hearts of countless people. Tears and sympathy.

Therefore, the direction of public opinion almost inevitably began to tilt significantly towards Amn.

Baldur's Gate's reputation took a huge hit as a result.

Especially the questions from the Lords Alliance made Duke Silver Shield, who controlled the maritime trade, and Duke Iltan, who controlled the Flame Fist mercenaries, feel overwhelmed.

They never dreamed that an otherwise ordinary peace negotiation would cause such a big mess.

The attack on the Amn mission completely put Baldur's Gate into a passive position.

Pressure from all aspects has completely nullified the original plan to strive for favorable conditions.

In the current situation, let alone taking advantage, it is probably a good thing not to be taken advantage of too much by the other party.

After all, the longer the war drags on, the worse it will be for Baldur's Gate.

If the reputation really reaches the level of Luskan, then many merchants will choose to bypass Baldur's Gate and no longer do business with the Chamber of Commerce here.

At that time, businessmen who cannot make money will flee in large numbers, and the entire city will inevitably fall into depression.

"Damn it! It seems we have to make some concessions." Duke Silver Shield said through gritted teeth.

Duke Iltan immediately nodded with a wry smile: "At this point, it is difficult not to give in. It seems that there are experts on Amn's side to give guidance this time. Otherwise, they would not be able to think of anything based on their usual style. Such a powerful method. By the way, how about the attack investigation?"

"There are no clues at all. This group of attackers was so elusive that they left nothing behind except some footprints. In addition, I also got a definite message, that is, the reason why the envoys were able to escape was because they had recently Among them are the chosen ones of Talona, ​​the famous goddess of poison and plague.”

When saying these words, Duke Silver Shield's tone suddenly became serious.

Because anyone who is not a fool knows what it means for the six-member Council of Amn to stuff this powerful killer weapon into the envoy.

After Duke Iltan heard this, he immediately hit the table with his fist and roared loudly: "Asshole! What do they want to do? Threaten us by spreading the plague?"

Duke Silver Shield helplessly spread his hands: "This is an obvious thing. If one tenth of what the Church of Talona preaches is true, then we must take it seriously. After all, the plague is not a war. If it doesn't go on, it can be ended through negotiation. Once the plague breaks out in Baldur's Gate, the blow to the entire city will be devastating."

"According to what you say, we can only accept the conditions offered by the Amn people?" Duke Iltan was obviously unwilling.

As the supreme commander of the army, what he hated most was having to surrender to the enemy.

“This is also something that can’t be helped.

Although giving up some trade shares will cause losses, our situation will only become more and more difficult if this continues.

do you know?

Some chambers of commerce in Waterdeep City have begun to take advantage of the situation and deliberately raise the prices of goods.

These commodities are all daily necessities such as grain, salt, cheese, iron products, beer, herbs, etc.

Citizens in the city have begun to complain about rising prices. "

The Duke of Silver Shield did not hide anything and spoke out the serious situation directly.

You must know that in the vast land called "West Heartland" surrounding Baldur's Gate, although there are countless settlements and villages scattered, most of them are self-sufficient, and they are very scattered and trivial, with basically not much The surplus grain is used to supply the city.

In addition, since the city was first established, fierce conflicts broke out between foreign businessmen groups and local farmer groups.

Therefore, the farmers in the surrounding areas have no good impression of Baldur's Gate, but are full of hostility and hatred.

Once given the opportunity, they will 100% choose to drive up food prices and give some color to the businessmen who have suddenly become the ruling class.

This means that Baldur's Gate actually has to rely on external food to ensure that famine does not occur.

If it were normal times, businessmen in other areas would naturally be very happy to sell the excess grain after the harvest to earn the price difference.

But now, all the chambers of commerce have clearly seen the huge crisis that Baldur's Gate is in, and without exception they want to take this opportunity to make a fortune and drain the city of all the wealth it has accumulated over the years.

…

As the "little tricks" provided by Zuo Si began to ferment, Baldur's Gate finally couldn't hold on.

More than a month later, the two sides finally began to prepare for negotiations in Candlekeep, which stood on a cliff by the sea.

The representative sent by Baldur's Gate is Duke Silvershield, who is in charge of trade, and the representative from Amn is Sir Crispian, who has been authorized by the six-member Council.

As soon as they met, the two old rivals looked into each other's eyes.

A full minute passed before Sir Crispian took the lead to speak out: "Your Excellency, Duke, do you have anything to say about the attack on the Amn envoy?"

"I am deeply sorry for those who died. But I can swear that this incident has absolutely nothing to do with us at Baldur's Gate." Duke Silvershield responded while suppressing the anger in his heart.

He knew very well that the other party was completely using this matter to threaten him into making concessions.

But the problem is that as long as the real attacker is not found, the suspicion of Baldur's Gate will never be cleared.

Who let them start this border war first?

After all, Amn simply raised the price of steel.

In the eyes of outsiders, if you find it too expensive, you don't have to buy it. What's the point of starting a war?

“Sorry, we don’t believe a word you just said.

But for the sake of precious peace and why those innocent soldiers no longer died for the ambitions of a few people, the six-member Amn Council reluctantly agreed to today's negotiations.

Remember, Your Excellency the Duke.

The people of Amn are not weak, it’s just that we cherish peace and the lives of those poor soldiers more than you do. "

Possessed by the actor Sir Crispian, he uttered all the scenes he learned from Zuo Si, instantly placing himself in the position of the victim while seizing the moral high ground.

Just listening to his speech, those who didn’t know better thought he was a just, kind and widely respected “good man”.

But in fact, if a priest or paladin releases Detect Evil, then his body will 100% be exposed to a dark red aura symbolizing the evil camp.

That’s right!

Ser Crispian is a standard lawful evil noble.

According to rumors, his family has been secretly engaged in illegal smuggling and obtained unimaginable wealth from it.

no doubt!

The words that were openly and secretly blaming the top management of Baldur's Gate just now made Duke Silvershield's blood pressure rise instantly. He couldn't help but want to have an attack several times, but he finally endured it.

Because he noticed that among the Amn delegation, there was a boy of about ten years old with black hair and black eyes and an oriental appearance.

Baldur's Gate had already received information, so they knew that this was the legendary plague bringer who destroyed a world with plague, and the favorite chosen one of Talona, ​​the goddess of poison and disease.

Therefore, Duke Silver Shield did not want to give the other party any excuse to launch revenge.

After a brief confrontation, Amn immediately gained the upper hand in terms of momentum.

After a while, the two sides began to argue fiercely over trade, tariffs, steel prices and other aspects.

Seeing these "upper-class people" tearing off their disguises and spending every penny like street vendors, Zuo Si's lips turned up slightly, revealing a sarcastic smile.

Because all this has nothing to do with him.

And not long ago, the six-person Council specially sent people to make a promise that after the negotiations were completed and they returned to Amn, they would pay Zuo Si 70,000 gold coins as a reward for protecting the envoy at the critical moment.

In addition, the other party also granted him permission to open a shop next to his mage tower, specializing in various magic items, potions, scrolls and books.

You must know that this is Askatra, which prohibits all unofficial arcane magic, but scorpions are the only ones who shit.

Prior to this, only the Masked Mage Guild had such privileges.

Places like the Adventurer Market in the Waking Mall area can only sell some magic weapons and armor at best.

Potions, scrolls, wands and various triggering magic devices are prohibited.

Zuo Si felt that this privilege should be because the six-person council rewarded him for giving advice to Sir Crispian, which dealt a heavy blow to the competitor of Baldur's Gate.

Just when he was bored and sitting on the chair and being the "mascot", he suddenly discovered that there was a young man on the side of the Baldur's Gate delegation who had a similar reaction to him. He was yawning non-stop, and he was very interested in the negotiation. The process and results are completely uninteresting.

Out of curiosity, Zuo Si nodded at the other person, and the young man responded with a smile, not at all as wary and hostile as the others.

When the morning's negotiations ended, the latter immediately avoided the Baldur's Gate delegation members and followed them secretly.

Finally, the two met behind a bookshelf on the second floor of Candlekeep.

Without saying a word, this young man who looked burly and powerful first put one hand on his chest and bowed slightly, then greeted with a smile: "Nice to meet you, Your Excellency Soth."

"Do you recognize me?" Zuo Si raised his eyebrows in surprise.

The young man nodded without thinking: "Of course! Your name, Son of the Plague, has long been known to everyone with the propaganda of Talona Church. It's just that most ordinary people don't know your appearance. , so even if you see it, you may not recognize it.”

"Then how did you recognize me?" Zuo Si asked with interest.

"My father is Rita, the leader of the Iron Throne Chamber of Commerce, so he has always been well-informed. Oh, I almost forgot to introduce myself. My name is Sarevok, and I am currently studying in Candlekeep. Actually, I am not a negotiator. It’s just that my father ordered me to come and observe, and then report the results of the negotiations in a timely manner.”

The young man had no intention of hiding anything and openly showed his identity.

Sarevok?

Son of Baal?

The mastermind and culprit behind the war between Baldur's Gate and Amn in the future?

All the information about this big BOSS suddenly popped up in Zuo Si's mind.

Looking at the sunny and confident Sarevok at the moment, it is hard to imagine that he will look different in just a few years.

"Nice to meet you, Sarevok."

A hint of playfulness flashed in Zuo Si's eyes.

"No, it should be said that I am the one who feels honored." Sarevok quickly bowed humbly.

After all, he still doesn't know that the divinity of Baal, the god of murder, flows in his body, let alone what this power means.

Thinking of the fact that the three sons of Baal, Aberdare, Imoen and Sarevok, were gathered together in the small Candlekeep, Zuo Si couldn't help but secretly sigh that fate is such a wonderful thing.

However, I don’t know if it’s because of Gillian’s strict protection. So far, he has not seen Aberdare. Instead, he has met the lively, active and naughty little Eamonn in the only inn in Candlekeep.

What's even more frightening is that there are thousands of Sons of Baal like this throughout Faerûn.

Some of them have realized the power within their bodies, while others are still ignorant and live as ordinary people.

No one realizes how dangerous and terrifying it is to be a son of God.

In the history of Faerûn, there are countless gods who have used their sons of gods as carriers to achieve resurrection from the dead.

Because God is the ultimate product of spirit and faith.

If a god's influence is strong enough to allow his followers to worship him even after death, then he can return from the astral world after accumulating enough power.

This means that no matter who finally ascends the Blood Throne, he will have to fight against the influence left by Baal, the God of Murder, in the mortal world.

If the secret cults and believers who still worship Baal cannot be eliminated in time and their faith in the world is completely eliminated, Baal, the god of murder, will inevitably be reborn from the body of his own descendant.

And this is also the reason why Baal deliberately left so many heirs when he predicted his death in advance.

In his plan, these sons of Baal were originally the nourishment for his resurrection.

If it weren't for some minor accidents, the God of Murder was betrayed by his most trusted chosen one, and he would have been resurrected and returned by now.

Facts have proved that the relationship between the elect and the gods is not a strict superior-subordinate one as others imagine, but closer to cooperation.

Not all of the elect obeyed the God who gave them strength.

Because of this, Zuo Si's almost indifferent attitude towards the Church of Talona, ​​the goddess of poison and disease, did not feel too strange.

After all, one of the chosen people of Musk, the god of thieves, once ridiculed some of the deeds of this god in person.

But as a god, Musk, instead of punishing the voter who offended him, readily accepted the criticism and said he would make corrections in the future.