A sneeze destroys a magical civilization

Deposit, in the adventurers and mercenaries of Faerun, is also called "life-buying money".

Under normal circumstances, the potential danger of a commission or task can be basically judged by the amount of deposit paid by the employer.

Because in general, in order to prevent the hired person from running away with the money, the deposit is often only enough to replenish some weapons and armor, purchase a small amount of magic potions and tools, as well as food, accommodation, supplies, etc. along the way.

Only after completing the task can you get the real reward.

But there are some exceptions, that is, the employer knows that the task he entrusted is very dangerous and needs to pay a high price to attract people with real strength.

So a deposit of more than a dozen or even dozens of gold coins means that you don't need to worry too much about your life, at most you just need to be careful when you encounter a battle.

But if the deposit amount reaches hundreds of gold coins, it is likely that there is some conspiracy behind it, which may be related to the thieves' guild, gangs, and powerful families in some places. If you are not careful, you will be wiped out in the mutual oppression of several forces.

As for the huge sum of money like 5,000 gold coins in one breath, it will only appear when the enemy is a lich or a dragon.

In fact, not long ago, when Dumbledore and Grindelwald killed an adult green dragon, the client only gave a deposit of 3,000 gold coins.

So when the bag of 5,000 gold coins was thrown on the bar, the whole tavern became quiet instantly.

Some people were staring at the heavy leather bag emitting golden light with greedy, hot and eager eyes, and some people were constantly looking between Codlin and the two old men, trying to confirm the identities of both parties.

After all, anyone who can take out a deposit of 5,000 gold coins in one breath is definitely not an ordinary person, and the same is true for those he values.

Especially Grindelwald's extremely proud and conceited temperament from head to toe, and his unruly eyes, are exactly the same as the stereotypes of powerful wizards in other professions.

Suddenly!

Someone shouted near the entrance of the tavern: "Oh my god! I recognize these two people! They are the dragon slayers who killed the green dragon Evancabos in Yulin Town, Moon Sea not long ago!"

"What? Dragon slayers! No wonder someone is willing to offer a deposit of 5,000 gold coins to hire them."

"Gods! If someone gave me 5,000 gold coins, I would take the money and run away immediately without saying a word, settle down in a remote village and spend the rest of my life comfortably."

"Hahaha! Me too. This money is enough to buy a piece of land and marry a beautiful and capable village woman."

"Look at your achievements. He is a dragon slayer. He has made a fortune just by raiding the green dragon's lair. How could he do such a shameful thing for a mere 5,000 gold coins. "

"That's right. Didn't you hear the man call them the great wizards from Askatra? That's the capital of the West Coast Empire, a real magic city and a capital of gold coins. I heard that even the civilians living there can earn more than a dozen or more gold coins every month. People may not come out to take risks for money. "

"You're right. I've been to Askatra, and it's incredibly rich. It's just that the civilians in the city are not ordinary people, or it's impossible for ordinary people to endure such terrible and fierce competition. "

"I totally agree. Only smart people or even geniuses have the opportunity to gain a foothold and survive in the capital of the West Coast Empire. Otherwise, it won't take long for them to be crushed by the high cost of living. It is said that the current permanent population can cast zero rings. The proportion of magic has reached an astonishing 34%, with an average of one in three people being a magician. "

"You...are you bragging or joking? More than one-third of a population of two to three million can cast magic? This is too much!"

"No, it's not an exaggeration, it's a fact. If you don't believe it, you can go and see for yourself. Anyway, Mith Drano has opened a direct airship, and it doesn't cost much to buy a ticket."

"If it's really the kind of great wizard who owns a wizard tower, his property often starts at millions of gold coins."

"Damn! These wizards are so rich!"

...

Just as the various guests in the tavern were discussing this, Dumbledore reached into his leather pocket and took out a gold coin with the profile of the goddess of wealth, Waukeen, printed on it. coin, and calmly probed: "Who do you represent? Lady Silinxi of the Kingdom of Cormanthor? Or Evermeet, the Harpers, or some other forces?"

"Sorry, I can't tell you too much about this.

You know, with the defeat of the City of Ghosts, and the sudden replacement of the Great Desert of Anauroch by dense jungles and grasslands overnight, the situation around the Moon Sea has become extremely tense.

Add to that the sudden rise of the orc tribe in the Rongma Grassland, and there's no telling when they'll fight.

In addition, the ubiquitous spies of the Zhentarim are also a huge threat.

Maybe there are one or two of them among the guests in this tavern right now."

While speaking, Codlin looked around with very obscure movements, as if looking for potential spies.

But his gesture did not let the cunning and knowledgeable Dumbledore relax his vigilance.

Because of his long adventures in the continent of Faerun, he had seen all kinds of conspiracies and tricks, including the honey trap.

Sometimes some powerful creatures who are bored, such as dragons, vampire lords, liches, etc., will even hire adventurers and mercenaries to kill them.

Then they will play with each other through mazes, traps and their monsters, enjoying the feeling of manipulating the fate of others.

So in Dumbledore's eyes, employers of unknown origin are sometimes more dangerous than enemies.

Out of caution, he subconsciously exchanged glances with his old lover next to him.

Then Grindelwald took over and responded directly: "No problem, we accept this commission. But how can I contact you after the matter is completed?"

"Don't worry, I will take the initiative to contact you. Finally, I remind you that you'd better be careful. Because this group of orcs is very different from the traditional ones who only know how to burn, kill and loot. Especially their chieftain Thrall."

As the last word came out, Codlin stood up and walked out of the tavern, and the whole process did not even look at the big bag of gold coins on the bar.

Even other guests were shocked by the attitude of treating money as dirt when they saw this scene.

After all, it was not fifty gold coins, let alone five hundred gold coins, but a full five thousand gold coins.

Many poorer nobles did not know whether the net profit of their territory in a year could reach this number.

But now, someone actually threw it to others casually like five copper coins.

"Humph! This guy must have something to hide."

Grindelwald grabbed a handful of golden coins, weighed them, and then put them back.

"Isn't this the adventure we are looking forward to?

You know, I have never been to the Far North.

It's just right to take this opportunity to go to the Rongma Grassland to go north, cross the Galena Mountains and enter Vasa to appreciate the most spectacular glaciers in the world.

Then you can continue to go east to appreciate the Cyre ruled by the Red Robe Wizard, and another magical civilization-the birthplace of the Imaskar Empire."

When saying this, Dumbledore's tone was full of excitement and expectation.

You know, for old people with a lot of experience, the most terrifying thing is not the continuous aging of the body, but being too familiar with everything around them, and no longer having the curiosity, freshness, and desire to explore when they were young.

Gradually, they will begin to lose interest in the whole world, and even live numbly every day without a strong desire to survive.

To a certain extent, Dumbledore used to be such a person.

But now, he just wants to travel through this world full of unknowns for him, to appreciate the scenery and customs along the way, to dig out the relics of the lost ancient civilizations, and to learn the magic theory knowledge and interesting spells of completely different systems.

"In this case, let's enjoy this journey."

Grindelwald saw through the thoughts in his old lover's mind at a glance, and stood up and dragged the drunk Vanswick to the guest room on the second floor.

Dumbledore took out a magic map with a very concealed action and tried to track Codlin's location.

But unfortunately, the other party obviously cast a spell to block the prophecy magic detection, so he couldn't find any useful information.

In fact, he had been using some tricks to probe the other party's memory and thoughts during the conversation just now, but they were all intercepted without exception.

It is not known whether he was wearing the corresponding magic items, or whether he had resistance to this aspect or performed magic constant.

But even so, this kind of temptation also shows a problem from the side, that is, Codlin was consciously taking precautions.

This is obviously not a move that a "normal" employer would have.

Either he was deliberately hiding something and didn't want outsiders to know, or this commission itself was a trap.

But the more dangerous it was, the more exciting and interesting Dumbledore felt, and he had no intention of retreating at all.

On the other side, in a tree house far to the north of the city of Mith Dranor, which had just regained some vitality, Codrin was kneeling on one knee to report to a man who was completely hidden in the dark: "I have hired the three-person team as you requested. But they are very cautious and it may be difficult for them to act as planned."

"It doesn't matter.

As long as they are willing to accept the commission, my plan will be more than half successful.

As for the rest, just improvise.

You have to understand that the orc tribe in the Rongma grassland has begun to get a little out of control.

Not long ago, the chief who called himself Thrall killed the capable men I sent to monitor.

Do you know what this means?"

The man hidden in the dark asked directly.

"Does it mean that he is trying to get rid of your control and infiltration?"

Codrin raised his head and asked back in an uncertain tone.

"No! Idiot!

This means that the other party thinks that he has grown strong enough and there is no need to pretend to be friendly with me.

The orc chieftain never intended to cooperate with us from the beginning.

He just took advantage of the time we had to confront the Ghost City to grow and expand himself.

He obviously has his own goals and firmly believes that he can win even if he goes to war.

Most importantly, this guy is completely different from other orc chieftains.

He is not keen on looting and conquest, nor is he interested in fame. Instead, he actually cleared out all the priests and believers of the orc gods from within.

You should know that this strange situation is the first time that it has happened in the continent of Faerun.

In addition, do you know what kind of people in this world are the most terrifying?

They are not those ambitious guys who desire knowledge, wealth, power, women and strength, but idealists who have broken away from vulgar interests and started to pursue spiritual and even soul satisfaction.

And the gods are such guys who are completely out of touch with reality, have extreme ideals and complete self-sublimation. "

When the man said this, his tone was obviously full of vigilance and fear.

Because in his eyes, Thrall's various behaviors are obviously aimed at one thing, that is, to establish a country that is out of the control of the orc gods.

Then use this country as the foundation to complete the transformation from mortal to god."

"What...what?

Consecrate the gods!

Is he crazy?

With the powerful strength of the orc pantheon, even if he is lucky enough to ignite the spark of divinity and become a demigod, it is probably difficult to escape the pursuit of the orc gods.

They will never watch the foundation of their faith being torn apart."

Codlin's tone was filled with uncontrollable shock and disbelief.

Anyone with a little knowledge of theology and religion knows how petty and vindictive the orc god Gruumsh is.

Not to mention things like tearing apart the foundation of faith, priesthood, and absolute control over the orc race, which involve the core interests of the gods, he still holds a grudge against the fact that he lost one eye in a fight with the elven god Corellon, and often sends his army of believers to invade the elven kingdom.

The two main battlefields of the orc pantheon are the battle with the goblin gods in the Shura Field and the elven kingdom of Arvandor.

So Codrin simply couldn't imagine how crazy and furious Gruumsh would become if an orc really became a god in this way.

At that time, a war of gods that would destroy everything would definitely break out.

"That's why I have to find out his true intentions and prepare in advance, instead of listening to the advice of some idiots and going to war directly."

The man suddenly raised his right hand wearing an iron glove and slammed it on the table with a bang.

The latter instantly broke into pieces and turned into a pile of broken wood under the violent impact.

Codlin was obviously startled by this move, but he quickly regained his composure and continued to ask: "But I still don't quite understand why we have to find those two people? Is there anything special about their identities?"

"Because they all have a very close relationship with Soth, and Soth is a mortal enemy of the orc gods. Since the situation is completely beyond our control, let's just drag him into the water."

As the last word came out, the man who had always been hiding in the shadows finally stood up and walked out. It was the famous "Moon Sea" tyrant and the chosen one of the tyranny god Bane - Fuzor Chamberri.

I'm afraid the outside world will never think that he dared to sneak to the capital of the elven kingdom of Cormanthor quietly.

You must know that the ruler here is now Silinxi, who is known as the strongest mortal wizard. Combined with the silver fire given to the chosen by the goddess of magic, he is basically unmatched at this level.

As long as she wants, she is absolutely capable of killing Fuzor Chamberri.

Besides Silinsi, Elminster, Storm Silverhand and many high-level elven wizards from Evermeet have also gathered in Myth Dranor to help repair the huge magic puzzle and restore the prosperity and wealth of the past.

However, compared with these old rivals who are already familiar with each other, Fuzol Chamberlain is obviously more vigilant about Thrall, a potential enemy who knows almost nothing about him.

"Understood! Don't worry, I will keep an eye on them."

Codrin bowed his head deeply and made a solemn promise.

"Very good. Be careful not to act rashly, and don't try to interfere with their itinerary."

After that, Fuzol Chamberlain activated the teleportation magic and disappeared on the spot.

As soon as he left, Codrin changed his face directly through the transformation magic, and then wiped out all traces around him and left quickly without saying a word, disappearing in the complex streets of Myth Dranor.

Facts have proved that this decision is extremely correct.

Because when the Moon Sea Tyrant's capable subordinate had walked for less than a minute, two elven wizards appeared out of thin air through teleportation.

Needless to say, they must have sensed the magical teleportation with the power of the mythical lock, so they came here specially to take a look.

But in the end, apart from an empty and dilapidated house, basically no useful information was found.

Early the next morning, Dumbledore, Grindelwald and Vanswick set out on their journey to the Rongma Grassland.

Although the Trade Alliance has signed agreements with all major cities around the Moon Sea, including Zhentil Castle, and there are regular airship flights that can take passengers and cargo quickly through large forests, grasslands, mountains and wilderness and other barren lands, they still chose the most traditional way of travel, that is, riding and walking.

Because Myth Dranor was abandoned and closed for a long time during the elf retreat, long enough for the originally built roads to be submerged by weeds, shrubs and trees, after the restoration of the country, trade and contact with the outside world were basically maintained by the airships of the West Coast Empire.

Although Silinsi has begun to use magic and the power of the mythal to open up a road that runs through the north and south, so that the city can be connected to the valley and the Moon Sea to quickly absorb more people, it has been opposed by many compatriots.

Because they believe that one of the biggest reasons for the collapse of the Kingdom of Cormanthor before was that it absorbed too many selfish humans, which inevitably affected the noble elves and eventually perished in the constant internal friction.

In particular, an elf organization called "Blade of Victory" seems to have some inexplicable hostility and hatred towards humans. It vigorously promotes elf supremacy and advocates that the Kingdom of Cormanthor should remain "pure" instead of mixing with those dirty and inferior creatures.

The most extreme family even proposed to sever the alliance with the West Coast Empire and launch a purge to wipe out all human settlements in the entire Cormanthor region without leaving a single one.

Of course, this almost crazy and self-destructive proposal is naturally impossible to obtain Silinsi's approval.

But at the same time, she can't do anything about these ancient elf families that have existed since the establishment of Myth Dranor.

After all, the idea of ​​"elven supremacy" has existed for a long time. Even when it became the overlord of Faerun ten thousand years ago, it was still widely recognized as the mainstream.

It's just that with the rise of the human race and the decline of the elves caused by the Crown War, many elves born later can't establish an absolute sense of superiority psychologically, so this trend of thought will fade away significantly.

However, the "Blade of Victory" obviously does not simply believe in the supremacy of elves, but believes that humans are just dirty beasts, worse than those monsters wandering in the wild, who don't know how to live in harmony with nature, and are always destroying and destroying everything.

When Mith Dranor decided to open up to other races, these families expressed strong opposition, and even did not hesitate to provoke social and political confrontation and conflict.

Later, it developed to reduce the number of humans by ruthlessly slaughtering villages and towns.

The only thing to be thankful for is that there are not many of these guys, at least they can't become the main political force of the Kingdom of Cormanthor today, and it is even more impossible to get the support of Evermeet.

The reason is very simple!

As a unique existence in the entire Faerun continent, the West Coast Empire, which was built mainly by humans, stands next to it.

In addition, the two vassal states of the Kingdom of Cormyr and Sembia form a double-sided sandwich on Cormanthor geographically.

In this case, if the "Blade of Victory" is allowed to mess around, it won't take long for Myth Drannor to be involved in the war again and turn into ashes.

You must know that the powerful mythal may be able to stop those ordinary enemies, but it is absolutely impossible to stop the West Coast Empire with many spellcasters, legendary liches and dragons.

Not to mention that Zuo Si, the planeswalker and devil prince, can also draw forces from other planes and time and space including Baator.

So in Silinxi's view, every member of the "Blade of Victory" organization is mentally ill, and their reason has long been swallowed by arrogance, prejudice and hatred, and they can't understand the situation at all.

But the problem is that whether for unity or to prevent the other party from going to extremes, she can't simply and rudely drive people away.

"Damn it! If I had known that I would have to face so many troubles every day as a queen, I shouldn't have agreed to it."

Staring at the table full of things that needed to be dealt with, Silinxi finally couldn't help but complain loudly.

You know, she was not the kind of person who could calm down and deal with complicated and chaotic government affairs, otherwise she would not have preferred to leave alone.

"Calm down, dear teacher.

Most of the things you have to deal with now have been shared by others.

And I don't think it's hard work to take only four hours a day to govern the country.

Here, here are the details of the Victory Blade Organization you asked for before."

Elminster, who had just walked in from the door, threw a piece of parchment written in Elvish on the table, and his tone and eyes revealed a hint of gloating.

After all, it is so rare to see "the invincible Silinxi" showing such a humiliated look.

"Oh? It's done so quickly?"

Silinxi sat up straight and picked up the parchment to read it carefully, and soon her brows frowned together.

Elminster lit his beloved pipe, puffing away as he responded, "The Blade of Victory is a very loose and not very secretive organization. Because their goal is to make all elves agree with their ideas, and ultimately expel humans from the land of the elves or completely exterminate them, it is impossible to keep it completely secret like some secret organizations. And they have no such intention."

"So the Blade of Victory was originally initiated and established by five elven families? They have been inciting opposition and conflict since the establishment of Myth Dranor and opened it to humans? The subsequent political chaos and power struggles also started from this?"

When talking about this, Sirinsi's eyes flashed with anger, and even one of her hands clenched into a fist.

Elminster smiled bitterly and nodded, "Basically, they are all right.

However, they really went to the extreme and began to personally participate in the Weeping War that led to the destruction of Myth Dranor in DR 711-714.

Before that, the Blade of Victory only observed and recorded the crimes committed by so-called humans, and then strongly criticized and condemned them on the moral level.

In other words, use your words but not your hands.

But this terrible war gave him a strong sense of crisis, and he believed that he had to fight for the survival of the elven race, and then dispersed into small groups to formulate plans to massacre human settlements.

By DR 757, they announced their first victory, which was to kill thousands of people in an entire town, regardless of age or sex, and finally set them on fire.

Later, due to the great retreat of the elves, their sphere of influence began to spread throughout Cormanthor, the Supreme Forest, the Moon Forest, the Adip Forest and other areas, killing thousands of human civilians every once in a while.

The most tragic one even teamed up with the extreme Druid sect to launch wild beasts from the forest into the city and killed tens of thousands of people.

So I advise you to be extremely careful when dealing with this matter.

Otherwise, if control is lost, the consequences will be catastrophic.

To be honest, I privately think that they are no different from the dark elves controlled by the spider goddess Rose.

They are all equally extreme, racist and hateful. "

After reading the detailed information about this organization, Silinxi immediately held her forehead and complained: "The goddess of magic!

Please spare me!

Just the thought of a Zhentarim group giving me a headache.

Coupled with the moment of victory, this day is simply impossible to live.

do you know?

I admire and envy Soth now more than ever.

Because he saw through the essence of politics from the beginning, brought the highest power under control from the root, and then implemented his will at the entire national level.

Any person or force that attempts to confront it will be crushed without mercy.

The reason why the West Coast Empire was able to develop rapidly and create unprecedented prosperity without causing much corruption in the aristocracy and bureaucracy was all due to this unprecedented centralization of power.

Moreover, he never has to deal with complex and cumbersome government affairs personally. Even if he is absent for a long time, the entire national machine can still operate on its own. No one dares to make mistakes easily.

Perhaps the scholars who tout centralization and dictatorship are right.

Rather than letting a group of ignorant, stupid, ignorant, short-sighted guys participate in politics and causing huge chaos and internal strife, it is better to concentrate power in the hands of a capable and above-all monarch.

The great success of Soth and the West Coast empire he built is the perfect example. "

"Why, have you become his believer now? Or do you mean that you don't understand the price you have to pay to achieve all this?"

Elminster showed a half-smiling expression, obviously not taking the teacher's words to heart.

Because he knew that Silinxi was just envious and would not take any actual action.

the reason is simple.

Not everyone can play with Zuo Si's absolute dictatorship.

Not only does it require strong strength, but it also requires a cold and rational brain that can discard unnecessary emotions like a machine when making decisions.

Even the closest relatives around him will be kicked away mercilessly once they become a stumbling block to the development of the West Coast Empire, no matter how great their achievements have been previously.

In this environment, not to mention the lower-level bureaucrats and petty nobles below, even the powerful ministers must work hard. If they slack off a little, they may be replaced and surpassed by competitors behind them.

Want to play monopoly and hereditary?

Sorry, let's first ask those young people who have begun to receive elite education, master magical power, and worship the emperor if they agree.

In fact, the society of the West Coast Empire was divided into two circles economically and five large groups politically.

The former is mainly divided into urban and rural areas.

Among them, cities are places where elites and smart people gather together. Everyone is trying their best to get ahead, and only losers will choose to leave sadly.

The countryside is a completely different scene, without much pressure at all.

People who don't want to live too tired gather here and enjoy a leisurely life that is not rich but can definitely maintain food and clothing.

If there are young people who want to enter the city to seek development and class advancement, they can ask their parents for a sum of money to give it a try. Even if they fail, they can come back, get married, have children, and continue farming.

So overall there is no too sharp contradiction.

After all, the rapid development of cities will bring about a surge in demand for food and various raw materials, and various agricultural products can also be sold at good prices.

In contrast, the five major political groups have quite obvious class attributes.

It includes the largest civilian class, the bureaucratic and aristocratic classes who wield great power, the merchant class whose influence is growing day by day, the church class that represents the divine power, and the mages and scholars class.

Each class plays a role arranged by Zuo Si in the huge system of the empire.

Once any party crosses the line, it will be immediately and mercilessly attacked.

So far, the top business families have been rectified and have even taken the initiative to reduce the scale of their industries in exchange for not being split up.

The bureaucrats and aristocrats also received warnings and beatings more than once, and it was the mages and scholars who carried out the actions. To be precise, it was the lichs of the Arcane Society who initiated it under the instruction of Zuo Si.

The largest number of civilians, most of whom are loyal followers and supporters of the emperor himself, only hope that this stability and prosperity can continue.

As for the church, due to the fighting and opposition between the gods, their priests are basically busy preaching doctrines and competing for influence among mortals.

Moreover, most of the hostile gods had already been driven out in previous rounds of purges.

Therefore, in Elminster's understanding, Zuo Si's absolute dictatorship over the West Coast Empire was based on its own particularity and was of a type that could not be replicated at all.

Today's rapid development and prosperity are largely due to reliance on external inputs.

Without those trade exchanges with other planes, as well as the food, resources, knowledge and technology transported from other time and space by Zuo Si himself through the power of planeswalkers, just ruling such a vast territory would be an unbearable burden.

In particular, the secrets of the airships, the giant carriers in the air, have long been cracked by the Red Robes of Ser and Halua, the country of wizards, and several have even been built for military purposes at any cost.

But it is simply a dream to industrialize large-scale manufacturing and put it into civilian use to drive down the price.

Silinxi obviously knew this, and sighed helplessly: "Sigh - if I want to do what Sos did in Cormanthor, I guess Everju Island will object fiercely at the first time, and those responses The elven tribes gathered together will also choose to flee. Maybe I should take some time to visit Soth and ask him how to solve the trouble caused by the Victory Blade without resorting to war."

"Not only the Victory Blade, but also the situation in the Northern Moon Sea. Especially the recent frequent small actions of Fuzoul Chamberry, and the sudden rise of the orc tribe on the Rongma Prairie."

Elminster reminded his teacher with a serious expression.

"Speaking of the Rongma Grassland, I have heard merchants there mention that the chief who calls himself Thrall seems to be very different from ordinary orcs. Not only does he never rob caravans and towns, but he is also willing to provide protection for them. , and even expanded a small town that was originally close to the Galena Mountains into a city. "

While saying this, Silinxi quickly rummaged around on her desk and quickly found a piece of information from half a month ago and threw it to her apprentice.

Elminster took it, glanced at it twice, and then responded: "I have heard about this before.

According to reports from the Harper Alliance, this orc seemed to have premeditatedly purged the faith of all the orc gods in his tribe, and then guided them to pursue a shamanic way related to nature, elements and souls.

If nothing else, he should want to get rid of chaos and establish a stable and orderly country, rather than just being satisfied with being a chief.

I have to say, this is really interesting.

Because before this, no orc on the continent of Faerûn had ever dared to make such a rebellious attempt.

And I am very sure that the alliance Thrall established with Zhentil Castle was just to buy himself more time to develop.

With the fall of Haunted City, Fuzor Chamberry should now have a headache on how to deal with this apparent ally. "

You must know that once the orc tribe controls the vast land from the Rongma Grassland to the Galena Mountains, it will immediately pose a huge threat to the surrounding areas of the Moon Sea. "

"So you think this group of orcs should be our potential allies to contain Zhentil Keep and the Zhentarim?"

Silinxi's tone was filled with strong uncertainty.

There was no way, as an elf, it was really difficult for her to have a good impression of the orcs she only knew.

"I think we can try to get in touch and first confirm what kind of person this Chief Thrall is. If he can really lead the orcs from barbarism to civilization, it will inevitably have a very far-reaching impact and even evolve completely different branches. ”

When saying these words, Elminster deliberately used many implicit and vague words.

But how could Silinxi not hear the hint? She opened her eyes suddenly and asked: "Do you think this might be Soth's conspiracy? After all, if the foundation of the orc gods' beliefs is really torn apart and created, With the emergence of new orc gods, he can take the opportunity to continuously tear open this wound and weaken his enemies. "

"Oh - damn! If this inference is true, then what he wants to do is provoke a war between gods."

Elminster's expression suddenly changed.

As a chosen one of the goddess of magic who had personally fought against several evil saints during the turbulent years, he knew very well how terrifyingly destructive the gods could be when they went all out.

If the military grassland in the north becomes the battlefield of the divine war, then the entire surrounding area of ​​the Moon Sea, Cormanthor, and even the valley further south should not be left out.

"You should have time now, right? Go to the Rongma Grassland and have a look for yourself."

Silinxi summoned her good disciple without any politeness.

Elminster rolled his eyes angrily: "What about you? Are you just going to sit here and rot and stink?"

"Hahahaha! No, of course not. For something as important as this, I have to go to Soth to confirm."

Silinxi laughed and stood up and left the desk. She stepped on the floor with her bare feet and walked to the balcony. She admired the Myth Drannor that had regained its vitality under her own governance. There was a trace of light in her eyes. satisfy.

Although the population here is still quite sparse, as long as the news of the restoration of the Kingdom of Cormanthor continues to spread, the elven tribes in other parts of the continent of Faerun will soon migrate here to restore the glory of the former royal court.

"Okay, then I'll go there myself."

Elminster obviously couldn't do anything with his teacher. He could only knock the ash into the trash can and then put on his hat and turned to leave the palace.

It must be said that this master and apprentice look a bit like a second-dimensional world.

The most obvious example is that Sirinsi, as a teacher, has lived for thousands of years, but she still looks like a beautiful, charming and energetic elf girl, but Elminster, as a disciple, has white hair, and both the body and the spirit give people a feeling of being extremely old.

With the great sage of Shadow Valley also embarking on the journey, the Rongma Grassland will soon become the focus of attention of all parties in the entire continent of Faerun.

Similarly, the plan that Zuo Si had previously formulated to dismember and weaken the orc pantheon will also enter the next stage...