One Sneeze Destroys A Magical Civilization

Chapter 123 Guild Wars

[Entanglement Symbol] The secret control over Calimport is absolute.

Whether it is the nominal supreme ruler of the country who lives in that magnificent palace, or those famous families who claim to have passed down hundreds or even thousands of years, or the thieves guilds all over the streets and alleys, they are all controlled by their remote control. piece.

The means of control are so hidden that even the controlled person is not aware of it at all, thinking that all these results are caused by their own decisions.

With the order of Ragon, the supreme leader of the entire [Entanglement Symbol], the Thieves Guild, which had only maintained a secret confrontation, fell into an all-out war after only two hours.

The cause of the incident was that a certain guild leader was accidentally stuck in his throat by a chicken bone while eating, and then he was suffocated to death.

yes!

The "Lords of Tokens" used this almost insulting and ridiculous method to end the life of a seemingly high-ranking guild leader.

Immediately afterwards, everyone launched a siege to the guild that had lost its strong leadership.

As a result, fighting against each other, a "game" of racing against time and territory, turned into an all-out war because of a few small "accidents".

No one knows how those accidents happened!

And none of the leaders of the guild tried to explain to their opponents, or resolve disputes through negotiations.

Because they know that these are not important at all.

After so many years of relatively "peaceful" development, various guilds and even gangs have expanded to the extreme.

Sharp conflicts have long been on the verge of eruption, and a reshuffle of rights is necessary to restore Calmport to peace.

What's more, it's not just the major thieves' guilds that are involved in the Calimport guild war, but also the church of Cyric, the die-hard believers of the late murdered Baal, the Zhentarim and the Harper alliance……

In short, in the next two days, attacks, assassinations, poisoning and other methods were staged in the streets and alleys all the time.

Some cautious leaders of the thieves' guild had already hid in the most heavily guarded room of their lair, manipulating the situation through remote control.

Even the most trusted subordinates on weekdays cannot easily approach.

Because no one knows how many people will be bribed when the guild war breaks out, and how many people will suddenly turn their backs.

...

"How many men did we lose today?"

Epke sat at the desk in the secret room on the bottom floor of the headquarters, crossed his hands and dragged his fat chin to ask.

The magic advisor Courant replied without hesitation: "Twenty-five! We lost twenty-five masters today. Two of them were discovered because of failed assassinations, and were besieged by opponents and eventually lost to death. The rest They all died in the encounter."

Hearing the exact number, Epke nodded slightly immediately, and continued to ask: "What about our enemies? How much did they lose?"

"The other guilds are not clear yet, but Clive's guild lost at least sixty people today.

Especially in several street battles, the crossbow and poisoned armor-piercing arrows had very good effects.

Those guys who only wore leather armor were very surprised and terrified that we equipped crossbows in large quantities.

Although it is more troublesome to draw the bowstring, there is often only one round of shooting in the encounter.

But its lethality and penetration in narrow alleys are amazing.

After two days of all-out resistance, members of Clive's guild were basically afraid to leave their stronghold.

Because no one knows whether a deadly arrow will be shot from a hidden place in the next second. "

Courant read out the information he had just sent with a blank expression.

From that indifferent attitude, it is not difficult to see that he is not interested in this so-called "guild war" at all.

In fact, in his eyes, it doesn't even matter who will be the leader of the guild.

I am just a hired mage, providing a small amount of limited magic protection, and answering questions related to magic.

Once Epke is overthrown or killed, Courant will not hesitate to choose to flee, or to pledge allegiance to the new guild leader.

Epke was clearly aware of this, and said calmly, "That's right! If there are no accidents, after this guild war is over, I will become the undisputed ruler of the entire dock area.

The only problem is how to get rid of Clive once and for all, without giving him a chance to make a comeback.

Alas - it would be great if His Excellency South could leave a few days later.

Presumably he must have many ways to easily break through the enemy's lair. "

"Don't worry about this. I have prepared enough rats in advance. When the guild war is about to end, I can help you get rid of that troublesome building. In addition, speaking of Your Excellency South, I still have A piece of news that you may be interested in."

As he spoke, Courant selected one of the many pieces of information passed on, and handed it directly to the leader of the guild.

Epke took the note and glanced at it, and immediately asked in surprise: "Who are these two people? Why are they asking around about Lord Sous?"

Courant replied in a slightly puzzled tone: "I'm not very clear about why they want to inquire about His Excellency South.

But these two half-elves, the male of which was called Khalid, were the illegitimate children of a member of a local elf family.

He even took the position of city guard captain through his own efforts.

But later, without knowing why, he voluntarily resigned from this position and chose to go out for an adventure.

As for the other woman named Jaheira, she was Khalid's companion on the adventure, and seemed to be a druid who admired nature.

Also, our folks have been hearing some gossip lately.

It is said that His Excellency South had a conflict with a group of people outside the city not long ago, and killed them all and took away a box.

And this box seems to be related to the sacrifice ceremony of Cyric Church. "

"Crate? Church of Cyric?"

Apke's pupils suddenly dilated, and the originally relaxed expression on his face became serious.

Because in the thieves' guild of Calimport, generally speaking, only three gods are believed in.

The first is Musk, the traditional god of thieves;

The second is Baal, the God of Murder who once had great influence and could even be said to be extremely terrifying.

But as he fell during the turbulent years, his original believers were decreasing at an extremely fast rate, and there are only a few hardcore left.

And the third place is naturally the biggest winner of the year of turmoil, the "Dark Sun" Cyric who replaced the three gods of death and became a powerful member of divine power.

Even though he had just become a god from a mortal, this crazy and capricious lunatic and his followers have been doing things in every corner of Faerun almost non-stop for a moment.

Anyone who has anything to do with the Church of Cyric is, without exception, a big trouble.

After a full minute of silence, Epke tentatively said cautiously: "Then did you tell Lord Sous the news through magic?"

Courant smiled wryly and shook his head: "No. Because the caravan has gone quite far. With my spellcasting ability, there is no way to transmit messages over such a long distance. The only thing we can do now is to pray for him Don't get entangled by those lunatics..."

(end of this chapter)