Lord of Spells from Faerûn

"Hey! Imrik." After the mage went downstairs, Reina, who had been waiting for a long time, couldn't wait to come up and gave his savior a warm hug.

"Welcome, are you feeling better, Reina?" the mage greeted with a smile.

Reina nodded, and then complained: "Imrik, it's really difficult to meet you. I have been rejected by your housekeeper several times in the past few days."

The mage said apologetically: "Sorry, I was conducting important experiments a few days ago and I couldn't see anyone. I won't talk about this anymore. I wonder how you are lately. Are there any signs of activity among the people in the Zanaza Guild?"

Reina said with a serious face after hearing this: "Two waves of people came to attack the manor. In order to strengthen security, my father hired a group of professionals with an average level of 8.

Speaking of which, I came here to give you something. I heard that you met the Mind Flayer before? This resistance soul ring is given to you as a reward for rescuing me. Don't refuse, I am serious. "

With that said, Reiner handed over a ring, and Imric took it and took a look at it with detection magic. This ring can resist psychic attacks and control. Due to the flexibility of the psychic points, it is unclear to what extent it can be achieved. Sure, but looking at the strong magical aura of this ring, it is absolutely no problem to be immune to the Mind Flayer's mind blast.

"Thank you, I'm very satisfied with this reward." This ring can be said to be of great use to Imrik. His biggest shortcoming now is that he is not defenseless against psychic attacks. With this ring, he will be able to That mind flayer wouldn't be so embarrassed.

The mage took the ring to his hand and turned to test: "Speaking of which, you said before that the purpose of those people was the treasure left by your father, and what else, the Stone of Gore?"

"The Stone of Gorol," Reiner added.

"Oh yes, Stone of Gorol, didn't you go back and ask your father what's going on? Let me tell you, money is not as important as life. If you are caught next time, you should tell the truth to save your life." Rick said with regret.

Reina sighed and said, "Hey, I went to ask him, but he insisted that he didn't have this treasure. Really, even I can't believe it."

Imrik's heart moved. Wujin didn't even tell his son. It seemed that this treasure was not trivial. How much was this treasure worth to a rich noble? Six figures? Even seven figures?

The unique gold coin of Waterdeep City is called dragon gold. This gold coin has a higher gold content than the gold coins built in other cities. If this treasure is all dragon gold, it will be even more valuable!

Thinking of this, he turned to say: "Really? Your father must have his own reasons. But if you have any trouble, be sure to come to me and don't feel disturbed. I will be happy to help you and your son."

Reina nodded movedly, and then exchanged greetings with Imric for a while before saying goodbye.

In the following days, Imric came to the location of the property given by Varro and found that it turned out to be a tavern that had stopped operating.

Located in Trollskull Alley, this four-story tavern with a fieldstone balcony, a tower, and five chimneys makes this abandoned building one of the grandest buildings in Trollskull Alley.

The moment he saw this building, Imric decided not to sell it. Compared with his mansion, this tavern had a small area and incomparable location. Even if he sold it, it would only fetch a few thousand. Gold coins are far inferior to making a hen that can lay eggs.

So he invited a large number of workers to renovate the entire tavern from the inside out, and formulated a batch of high-end tableware. The arrangement of tables and chairs in the entire tavern was three times looser than before, and a large number of private rooms were added.

The entire first floor is a public restaurant with a beautiful environment, the second floor is an independent box with low-cost requirements, and the third and fourth floors are accommodation areas. The suites are divided into three levels: ordinary suites, executive suites, and presidential suites.

Of course, compared to the previous ordinary tavern, he is targeting high-end customers, hosting middle-class banquets, and providing high-end accommodation needs that are missing in the city. Compared with the hotel on the distant Watch Cliff, although the scenery is at a disadvantage, But all aspects of transportation are extremely developed.

He made a rough calculation and found that the profit limit of this tavern was about 880 gold coins a day, which was normally equivalent to half of this.

Of course, a lot of money was spent for this. The decoration itself cost two thousand gold coins, and the tableware, tables and chairs, decorations, artwork, etc. cost more than six thousand gold coins inside and outside.

"Send out these invitations." Imrik handed the invitations with different names to the steward. He planned to invite a large number of nobles on the opening day to gain popularity, especially the Wuhen family, Apollo, and The nobles of the streets of Hashantir.

With the appearance of these people, other people in the city saw that even these big nobles came here to eat, which was an invisible advertising effect.

Moreover, he also placed a lot of advertisements and promoted them extensively in the city, spending hundreds of gold coins on advertising fees alone.

"Yes, sir." The butler took the invitation.

Wujin family estate.

A majestic white-haired middle-aged man was sitting in the center of the living room. It was Dahat Wujin. A butler-like figure brought in an invitation.

The middle-aged man picked up the invitation and glanced at it. After a long silence, he seemed to have made some kind of determination: "Dalahar."

He called out a name, and a short dwarf appeared in front of him.

The middle-aged man stood up and found a beautifully decorated bag and handed it to the dwarf and said word by word: "Keep it with your life, attend the banquet for me tomorrow, and give it to Imrik Thor."

The dwarf knelt down and saluted.

"Call Reina over." He ordered the butler.

After a while, Reiner came to the living room. The middle-aged man looked at him and said seriously: "Reiner, it's time for me to tell you something."

Reina said inexplicably: "What's wrong with you, father, why are you so serious all of a sudden?"

The middle-aged man sighed and said: "You asked me before about the treasure. In fact, I didn't tell you the truth. What those villains said is true. In our family, there is indeed an important treasure that has been passed down. But now, this treasure is missed by too many people with bad intentions."

The middle-aged man spoke eloquently and told his son the secret truth.

The next day, Trollskull Alley.

Today is the opening day of Imrik Tavern. Before the time, many nobles have already arrived to join in the fun. There are free banquets and they can socialize with many nobles. For the nobles, there is no better way to kill time than this. Gone somewhere.

"Welcome, everyone, today is the opening day of the Ryldea Tavern. I hope you can have fun here!" Imric cut the ribbon in his hand and announced to everyone with a smile that Ryldea is the Elvish language. It means luxury, which fits the theme of the tavern.

Compared with the excitement here, on the other side of Troll Skull Alley in the distance, there were many nobles approaching, including dwarfs representing the Wujin family.

While everyone was talking and laughing, a tiny fireball suddenly flew towards everyone from a distance. The dwarf noticed the tiny fireball and his eyes were suffocated, but it was too late.

The fireball exploded among the people, and raging flames erupted among the people with a violent shock wave. In an instant, everyone was swallowed up by the fire, and thick smoke shot straight into the sky.