A sneeze destroys a magical civilization

"Yes! A gift!"

The person in charge of the Long Ding Chamber of Commerce turned around and waved.

After a while, a tall and muscular man with a collar symbolizing his status as a high-level slave slowly walked out of the Chamber of Commerce headquarters.

Since his whole body was covered under his cloak and hood, others couldn't see his appearance clearly.

Only the thick leather armor, thick arms and thighs under the cloak can be vaguely seen, as well as the heavy double-edged battle ax carried behind him.

There is no doubt that even based on this attire, one can tell that this person must be a warrior of considerable strength, or a barbarian from a wild land.

When he got closer, the senior slave took off the hood used to hide his face, revealing a slightly ferocious and gloomy face.

Near his lips, there were two obviously protruding fangs, like a wild beast.

The skin also takes on a light "forgiving color".

The muscles of the arms, legs and trunk are obviously much more developed than those of ordinary human warriors.

He is over two meters tall, with thick hair tied into a small braid.

There is a very obvious scar on the face.

Orcs.

A hybrid of humans and orcs.

A special group that wanders between civilization and barbarism.

Bernard recognized the other person's race almost instantly.

Because half-orcs are not uncommon in Faerûn.

Orcs will appear in many adventurer teams, mercenary groups, and pirate organizations.

What's more, Askatra, the capital of Amn, is one of the very few large cities that allows orcs to enter and exit freely and is willing to treat them as civilians.

Orcs can often be seen in the Bronze Crown Inn in the slums.

It's just that Bernard couldn't figure out what it meant when the other party gave him a half-orc slave warrior?

The person in charge of Langdian Chamber of Commerce discovered this and immediately explained with a smile: "Considering the danger of crossing the Kalin Desert, we decided to add some insurance factors for you.

At least ensure your own safety.

Rhett was a very powerful slave warrior and had escorted caravans through the desert more than once.

Now I give him to you as a gift, hoping that our friendship can continue.

After all, the Long Nail Chamber of Commerce has long wanted to open up Amn's trade routes.

It would be great if we could reach a long-term cooperation intention with your Roldan Chamber of Commerce. "

After that, the man who always seemed to be smiling put an inconspicuous metal ring into Bernard's palm.

When the half-orc named Rhett saw the metal ring, his pupils instantly dilated, with an expression of nervousness and fear on his face. He subconsciously raised his hand and touched the collar around his neck.

Because he knew very well that whoever got this collar would become his undisputed master.

As long as the magic attached to the ring is activated, the collar will immediately release electricity.

Many slave merchants use this method to control slaves with professional levels and prevent them from resisting and harming or even killing the slave owner.

"Thank you! I also very much hope to establish a long-term cooperative relationship with the Long Nail Chamber of Commerce. However, for such an important decision, I have to return to Ascatla to ask my father for instructions."

Bernard accepted the ring and then decisively used the "drag" tactic, neither agreeing immediately nor rejecting the other party.

He had long heard of the "notorious reputation" of the Long Ding Chamber of Commerce.

This group of profit-seeking guys is not just a simple businessman, but also colludes with the pirates of the Nelanser Islands to attack their competitors.

After decades of development, they have successfully monopolized most of the shipping routes and trade routes in the Calishan region, and at the same time accounted for the largest share of the slave trade.

It can be said that the rapid rise of big pirates like "Bloody Hand" Hallet must be due to the Long Nail Chamber of Commerce.

It is said that behind this huge business alliance, there is an invisible hand secretly controlling everything.

"It doesn't matter! We are patient enough to wait."

The person in charge smiled, put one hand on his chest and bowed slightly, then turned and left.

After he walked away, the half-orc Rhett quickly knelt down on one knee and said in a very humble manner: "Master, your servant is waiting for your orders."

"No, I can't be your master. Later, I will take you to see another person. He is your real master." Bernard shook his head with a wry smile.

As a fairly self-aware person, he didn't feel that he had the ability to tame an orc warrior who was very prone to anger and out of control, so he planned to give it to Zuo Si.

Rhett was obviously stunned for a moment, but he quickly nodded resignedly.

After all, he is just a slave and cannot decide his own destiny.

Moreover, he is used to being sold back and forth like an "item", and he will not have any overreactions when working under masters with different personalities.

Anyway, no matter who the master is, all the half-orc warriors have to do is to use their double-edged axes to chop down all their enemies.

As for the rest, he was too lazy to think about it and couldn't figure it out.

…

On the other side, inside the headquarters of the Langdian Chamber of Commerce, the person in charge was standing in the office on the top floor, reporting to another manager with a higher level than himself: "Your Excellency, I have sent the half-orc Rhett as a gift. , delivered to the opponent. Now as long as their caravan enters the desert, our allies can immediately know and confirm the location."

"Well done! I promise that as long as everything goes well, you will get your own reward." An old man who looked to be in his early sixties made a straightforward promise.

Upon hearing these words, the person in charge immediately smiled, bowed with a very graceful movement, then turned around and disappeared around the corner of the stairs leading to the lower floor.

When the footsteps gradually faded away and disappeared completely, the old man stood up from the chair and gently touched a book on the bookshelf behind him that was engraved with two entangled symbols that looked like a three.

moment!

The whole person disappeared without a trace.

At the same time, he appeared out of thin air in the basement of a house in another block.

"How's it going? Is everything done?"

A slightly low and hoarse voice came from the darkness.

The old man quickly replied: "Yes, Master. Everything has been done according to your instructions. But I don't quite understand what the purpose of sending people to attack this caravan without robbing them?"

"You don't need to know why! Just do it obediently! Remember, if anything goes wrong in this matter, you and your family will disappear from Calimshan forever."

After saying these words full of warning, the person hiding in the darkness stopped making any sound, and it was not clear whether he had left or was still staying in the same place.

Single-line contacts and reports like this were passed from one to another like a relay in Calim Port, and were finally delivered to the "Lord of Talisman" Lagon.

Looking at the information sent by his cronies, the Lich let out a thrilling laugh that made his scalp numb, and then said meaningfully: "The interesting game is about to begin again, isn't it? Young man, I hope you will succeed this time. You performed well enough. After all, I have high hopes for you."

"Master, I have made arrangements for the paladin. If nothing else happens, they should be waiting at the door of the hotel now." Ebeni ​​Abo reminded.

"Very good! Let's see what Soos will choose..."

The light in Lagun's eyes kept flickering, and his tone seemed to be expecting something.

As the supreme leader of [Entangled Talisman], most of the country is under his control, like a net covering Calimshan.

Whether it is to make those thieves guilds rise or disappear, or to replace the entire country with an emperor, the Lich can do it easily.