An ordinary fantasy adventure in the continent of Faerun

There is actually no need to add that last sentence.

Nohir complained secretly in his heart, but after listening to this person's introduction, Ansu Jingwei was an organization similar to the Adventurer's Guild, which seemed quite interesting.

I'm a little interested in what you're talking about. Maybe after this thing is over, I can be an adventurer wandering around and experience the scenery of this world.

"It's an interesting proposal, man. Maybe I will consider joining an adventurer's guild in the future, but today I am a guest."

Nohill used his right thumb to pop a gold coin directly towards Dick, and Dick caught it with quick hands and eyes.

When hearing Nohill's words, Dick felt a little pity. With his many years of experience, he could infer that the man in front of him was a very powerful warrior. If he could pull him into his regiment, the deputy commander would definitely will be happy.

However, it seems that he will not be able to complete the task assigned to him by the deputy captain today. Forget it, it would be nice to make some extra money.

He tossed the gold coin in his hand upwards, checked the weight, then grabbed it and put it in his pocket. After snapping his fingers, he spoke to Nohir in an exaggerated tone.

"It's so generous. Even the entrance fee doesn't cost so much. I'm willing to make friends with you based on this generosity alone."

"My name is Dick, what do you call me brother, and what do you want to know?"

Nohill said directly to Dick according to the words he had planned for a long time.

"Just call me Temariti. I just want to get some news. I haven't been back to this city for a long time. I really want to know if she is still as bad as before."

Dick laughed directly and said to Nohir.

"Haha, I know what you are talking about, Brother Temariti. Murder and crime are inevitable in the outer city. If you want to stay away from these bad things, you must at least move behind the second city wall, otherwise you can't It’s said that it’s in the outer city, and even the lower city is not considered safe.”

Nohill: "That's the problem. I have some business matters and I have to go to the upper city, but the lower city and the outer city are very uneasy recently. I don't want to finally get to Baldur's Gate, only to die while going there." On the way to the city, do you know what's going on? Is there any exclusive information that can help me stay away from danger?"

What Nohill really wants to confirm is the scope of activities of this group of cultists. The target of his operation can definitely be said to be in the upper city area, so if these group of cultists focus all their energy on the lower city area and the outer city area, Then it will be much easier for him to move uptown.

When Dick heard this, he glanced at Nohill suspiciously. He didn't look like a businessman in his attire. However, Dick then thought, no matter what, he's already paid, so don't inquire about his business. , don't get yourself into trouble, so he looked around and waved to Nohir after finding no suspicious person. He deliberately lowered his tone and said to Nohir cautiously.

"There is no exclusive news. Although these matters are relatively sensitive for Baldur's Gate, brother, you said that you have been in Baldur's Gate for a while before, so you must have heard about what happened here more than ten years ago. The legends of this city.”

Nohill: "I do know a little bit."

Legend has it that more than 100 years ago, the gods were demoted to the divine realm for unknown reasons and turned into mortal bodies to walk on this land. It was a turbulent era, and people were in panic all day long, just like Eltoril today. The tragedy was simply not worth mentioning in that era.

In that chaotic era, Baal, the God of Murder, had a premonition of his own death. In order to escape such a fate, he began to spread his bloodline widely across the land, creating countless children of murder.

He hopes that his bloodline can succumb to his bloodthirsty nature and purify the bloodline in his body through constant killing of each other, until one day in the future there will be only one son of murder left. At that time, the God of Murder will be in that child's body. The body breaks out of its shell and is reborn and resurrected.

Many Sons of Slaughter have succumbed. Some have brought countless disasters to this land, and some have been slaughtered by other brothers and sisters before succumbing to their true nature.

They started a murderous spree in the city, and countless people died in their fights, but one person among them was very different.

Although he was a son of murder, he spurned his own blood. This man bravely resisted his father, defeated his brother, ended the turmoil, and became a hero of the city. Even in the end, because of these bravery His actions were recommended by everyone and he became the grand duke of the city.

That man's name is Chanem.

After Dick knew that Nohill knew these rumors, he also spoke directly to Nohill.

"I can tell you for sure that those legends are true. Any old Baldur will be familiar with these things. But the only difference from the story is that the shadow of the God of Murder is still hovering in Baldur's Gate. , they were never cleaned up."

Yes, although Nohir had only played Baldur's Gate 3 before traveling through time, according to the information he consulted, Chanem still died in the end, in a ridiculous assassination, and the murderer was the only remaining Son of Slaughter. , his death also brought the god of murder back to life, and darkness once again enveloped the world.

"The recent surge in murders in the city proves this point. Except for the Flame Fists guarding the city gates, the rest of the Flame Fists are running around the city. The gallows at the Stone Lizard Gate are almost full. But even so, the murderers have not restrained themselves at all. They are a bunch of lunatics. Now people are killed and missing every day in the lower city of Baldur's Gate. Recently, this trend has even spread to the outer city. God knows what else these lunatics can do."

"Everyone is panicking now. Although this city was not very good before, it has become particularly serious recently. Most of the crimes that occurred in the lower city and the outer city were petty thefts, but now such a series of murders have scared the thieves so much that they dare not come out to work. I was afraid that when I committed a crime, I would be caught by the Flame Fist and hanged on the gallows of the Stone Lizard Gate. "

"Eighty percent of the entire Baldur's Gate cannot be called absolutely safe, except for the places where the nobles in the upper city stay. Brother, if you go to the upper city, you must hurry up, because the bodyguards of those nobles will close the gates of the upper city at night."

The bodyguards Dick mentioned are the monitors who are responsible for protecting the safety of the nobles in the upper city. They are different from the Flame Fist, whose qualities are uneven. Each monitor is dressed in gorgeous silver-white armor and covered with blue cloth. They have excellent military power and are determined to perform their mission, which is to protect the safety of the nobles and to disperse the people in the lower city and the outer city from entering the upper city.

"It's easy to enter the upper city. You just need to pay five gold coins to the monitor guarding the city gate. This is not a small amount for us, especially since these properties are only enough for you to stay there for one day."

"If you are not a noble, nor a retainer of a noble, and you don't even wear a token issued by the monitor, you will be dragged out by those lackeys before the city gate is closed."

"So brother, I can only give you a piece of advice. If you really want to go to the upper city, you'd better leave quickly. If you don't have a place to stay in the upper city, you'd better find a safe place to stay in the lower city in advance."