One Sneeze Destroys A Magical Civilization

Chapter 130 "Small Scenes"

After getting the [Strong Arm Bow] and [Magic Breaking Arrow], two of Muke's treasures, Zuo Si immediately returned to the hotel with his people.

As for the ordinary goods such as leather, grain, and iron ingots that are not convenient to carry in the warehouse, they are discarded in situ like garbage.

Because this warehouse nominally belongs to another empty chamber of commerce.

Unless Mook himself came forward, it would be almost impossible for others to take all the goods for themselves without disturbing the dock managers and guards.

In addition, the goods were not worth much compared to the magic items hidden here, so they simply gave up.

On the other side, Eloline also took the half-orc Rhett to the God of Suffering Church in the slums of Menon, and asked the local pastor to help him perform a two-hour exorcism ceremony.

The two didn't rush back to sleep until it was almost midnight.

In this way, the caravan only stayed in Memnon for one night, and set off on the journey again early the next morning.

Especially when the guards at the city gate saw that they chose to go north to Myratma, their eyes seemed to be looking at a group of lunatics and fools.

There is even a little bit of sympathy and pity.

Needless to ask, these people don't think the caravan can survive the ravages of red dragons and evil monsters at all.

Not to mention Menon's guards, even Bernard himself felt a little uncertain.

If it wasn't for Zuo Si's repeated assurances, he would definitely choose to stay and wait and see the situation.

Strictly speaking, crossing the Agis River next to Memnon has already left the land of Calimshan and officially entered the territory of the Kingdom of Tethyr.

However, due to the concept of countries and national borders in the Faerun continent, they are still in a very primitive and vague state.

Therefore, most of the border divisions are not very obvious.

In particular, there is a large fertile and arable alluvial plain in the middle area between the Ajisi River and the lower reaches of the Yisi River in the north.

After the collapse of the Shane Empire, the two countries fought more than once to occupy this place.

But unfortunately, as the Tethyr kingdom has fallen into unprecedented civil strife in the past ten years, the lord of Melatma has no spare power to fight for this land.

He could only watch as the nobles who ruled Memnon devoured this fertile granary little by little, and established large private manors one after another.

Countless Tethyr civilians who were captured as slaves and sold here because of the war were busy with their fronts facing the loess soil and their backs facing the sky, harvesting golden wheat fields one after another.

Those cruel overseers brandished whips and beat slaves who they thought were not working hard and being lazy.

Whenever seeing these scenes, paladin Eroline would always subconsciously clenched her fists, her eyes revealing undisguised anger, unwillingness and extreme disgust.

At this time, the conflict between her idea of ​​law and goodness is so obvious and intense.

So much so that Zuo Si felt several times that this young girl couldn't help but rush directly to kill the slave owners and overseers, and then set off a vigorous movement to emancipate the slaves.

Of course, the price is to become a corrupt paladin.

In fact, similar situations have happened more than once in Faerun Continent.

This is also the reason why the number of paladins is always so rare.

After all, as long as one is alive, impulsiveness and loss of control will inevitably occur.

For paladins, such impulses often mean making unforgivable mistakes and eventually going astray.

But for some reason, the supposedly young and energetic Eloline was always able to hold the bottom line at critical moments.

This makes Zuo Si, who has been observing secretly, find it very interesting.

She even felt that it was precisely because of her potential and special qualities that Eruo Lin was sent by the God of Suffering, Irmat, to perform tasks by her side.

"What made you finally refrain from freeing those who were forced into slavery?"

After leaving the endless golden wheat field, Zuo Si immediately asked questions that interested him.

Eroline gritted her teeth and replied, "Because that doesn't conform to the teachings of the God of Suffering.

Suffering is a noble act, and Ilmater is giving those poor souls the courage to carry on.

Only when they persevere to the end, will they be recognized by the God of Suffering and brought back to their own country to enjoy eternal peace and quiet.

This is not only a trial and test, but also a process of deepening and strengthening one's faith. "

"Oh? According to you, these slaves should accept their fate of being enslaved and oppressed when they are alive? And then pray that they can go to the kingdom of God to live a happy life after death?" Zuo Si put forward unceremoniously question.

Eroline quickly shook her head and explained: "No, that's not the case.

The God of Misery also preaches standing up against tyrants, and believes that it is extremely honorable to sacrifice for a firm belief.

But he hates the irresponsible use of violence.

Irmat taught us that if we want to rescue a group of slaves, we must consider how to enable them to survive in this cruel world after the rescue is completed.

Instead of letting them go after liberation and letting them fend for themselves.

If you can't do this, then don't change the status quo easily.

Otherwise, reckless and hasty actions could have resulted in thousands of deaths.

That's not the justice he recognizes. "

"I see!"

A thoughtful look appeared on Zuo Si's face.

He suddenly realized that Irmaat's ability to become a popular and respected god among the poor and weak may be inseparable from these interesting teachings.

Especially giving help, but not eager to seek to change the status quo, which perfectly fits the aspirations of most people at the bottom of society.

By encouraging each other, praying to God, and receiving donations and help from the pastor of the church, even the most difficult people will not fall into despair.

In contrast, the teachings of gods of other good camps, such as Tyr, the God of Justice, Tom, the God of Loyalty and Courage, and Lathander, the Lord of Dawn, are a bit too out of the bottom and seem a bit high above.

Just when Zuo Si wanted to ask more about the church of Irmat, the God of Suffering, there was a commotion in front of the caravan.

Immediately afterwards, a large crowd of goblins rushed out from the woods on both sides of the main road.

Behind them, there was a group of green-skinned orcs and jackals with heads like hyenas.

These guys didn't even say a word of nonsense, and they charged directly with strange screams.

Especially the wolf man, who flicked his tongue and drool while running.

The sharp fangs and the black and red blood stains on the lips made one feel scalp numb just looking at them.

In addition, there are some huge wargs in the monster team.

The ordinary people in the caravan had never seen such a scene before, and they immediately jumped out of the carriage in fright, turned around and ran away.

The mercenaries behaved fairly calmly, and immediately pulled the dozen or so cars around them into a circle.

I intend to use these sturdy vehicles as cover to withstand the first round of the enemy's impact.

As for Bernard, he ran to Zuo Si's side as soon as he discovered the danger, and asked in a slightly trembling voice: "So...Your Excellency South! What should we do now?"

"Don't panic! It's just some small scenes."

As he said that, Zuo Si instantly had eight more magic cards in his hand.

Four of them are the [Greasy Art] of the first ring, and the other four are the [Spider Web Art] of the second ring.

Without any hesitation!

He aimed directly at the attacking places in front of the caravan and on both sides, and activated the magic stored in the card.

In the blink of an eye!

The goblins who rushed to the front had slides in patches because of the large oil stains that suddenly appeared under their feet.

The Orcs, Gnolls and Wargs behind were not much better, and were bound in place by the sticky spider webs that fell from the sky.

(end of this chapter)