One Sneeze Destroys A Magical Civilization

Chapter 187 It Doesn't Matter Who Is Behind the Scenes

With all the attacking monsters disappearing or dying, the envoy's camp finally became quiet again.

Since there were no injuries, most of the people who were attacked died immediately, so no medical treatment was needed.

Dig a hole in place and throw the corpses that can be found into it to bury it, so as to prevent it from being eaten by other wild animals or monsters.

Then a simple funeral is presided over by the priest, and the weapons used during the lifetime are inserted on the ground together with the helmet as a tombstone.

This is considered an explanation for the deceased.

After all, the Yunwu mountain area is so far away from Askatla, it is basically impossible to transport it back for burial.

What's more, Sir Crispian, the top leader of the mission, has not yet considered whether to continue to Candlekeep for negotiations, or to turn around and report the attack to the Council of Six in Amn.

Most importantly, no one knows who the attackers were or what their motives were.

There is also no guarantee that after this attack there will be a second, third...

Looking at the camp destroyed by the white dragon's freezing breath and the thick ice covering the camp, Sir Crispian subconsciously pulled his cloak and asked in a slightly dignified tone: "Sir South, what do you think we will do next? What should I do?"

"You ask me? How do I know."

Zuo Si shrugged innocently.

Originally, he just came here to make some soy sauce to earn some pocket money, and by the way, he went to Candlekeep together to acquire the knowledge he lacked most right now.

How do you know the thoughts of Amn's high-level executives.

In the eyes of Zuo Si, an outsider, the trade dispute between Baldur's Gate and Amn is essentially a group of greedy business interest groups biting each other, and there is nothing good at all.

In particular, the dukes of Baldur's Gate are simply typical examples of greed and stupidity. For short-term interests, they even allowed unscrupulous chambers of commerce like the Iron Throne to expand brutally.

The only difference is that Amn dared to tear off the disguise and directly declared that he was a country ruled by business oligarchy.

On the other hand, Baldur's Gate and Waterdeep City are disguised as a so-called "enlightened system", but they are not much different in essence.

"What I mean is, if you are sure that the envoys can reach Nasike safely, we will move on. If not, we will turn around and return to Cremur first."

Seeing that Zuo Si failed to understand the consciousness he wanted to express, Sir Crispian hurriedly opened the skylight to speak frankly.

Because he may not care about the lives of those soldiers, paladins, priests, and masked mages, but he does care about his own life.

After all, no matter how much political capital this negotiation can bring, at least it is meaningful to ensure survival.

"It depends on what kind of conditions you can offer. My principle has always been to do things with money. As long as the remuneration is high enough, everything is fine. But please be sure to think about one thing. If the conditions cannot be fulfilled afterwards, I will take the most extreme and violent way to collect debts."

Zuo Si did not hide anything, and directly expressed his attitude.

Upon hearing these words, Sir Crispian couldn't help laughing immediately, and promised while laughing: "No problem! I swear on the honor of my family, as long as you can reach Candlekeep safely, you will definitely get a generous reward." The reward. Because the last thing in Amn is money."

"Then there's no problem. We will set off as usual tomorrow morning. I want to see if the mastermind who planned this attack dares to launch a second attack."

After all, a cold light flashed in Zuo Si's eyes, she stood up and went back to her tent to rest.

Just because he could sleep, didn't mean the rest of the mission could too.

Especially those soldiers who were frightened by the white dragon, centipede worm, winter wolf and ice troll didn't dare to close their eyes any more, and kept their spirits tense all night.

I was afraid that once I fell asleep, I would never have a chance to open my eyes again.

Sir Crispian also tossed and turned and could not sleep at night, and his brain uncontrollably repeated the picture that he was only one step away from death.

...

At the same time, the five senior members of the Emerald Society who planned the attack are currently gathering in Kezula, a city near the Viper Forest in the east of Amn.

Hundreds of years ago, a large number of people were flooded here because of the discovery of a large number of gold and iron mines, and finally the city of Kezula was established.

But after two centuries of continuous mining that dried up the veins, it soon fell into a prolonged depression.

However, all this has been developed again with the sudden discovery of gemstone veins decades ago.

The Emerald Association took a fancy to this point, so it chose to establish its headquarters in Kezula.

Because this place is not only far enough away from Askatra, but also relatively remote among the many cities in Amn, the monitoring of the place by the masked mage is very weak.

If you are really exposed and under siege, you can go directly to the poisonous snake forest in the north or the secret stronghold in the Yunwu Mountains to hide for a few days to avoid the limelight.

At this moment, the five people who planned to attack the Amn envoy were sitting around a table.

The leading masked man was the first to break the silence and said, "You should have seen the battle just now. Let's talk about it now. How powerful is this voter in the battle?"

"It's very powerful! It's much stronger than we expected. Especially those shadows that are as numerous as the tide are definitely a terrible threat. He doesn't even need to do it himself, as long as he removes the protective spells on the opponent, the shadows will automatically rush up and kill every living person they can touch."

Another member gave his opinion in a slightly heavy tone.

Not only him, but the short member sitting in the corner also immediately added: "In addition to the large number of shadow creatures, the warrior who can collide with the centipede monster head-on is also very noteworthy. He is wearing a red dragon guard." Armor, almost completely immune to the damage of high temperature."

"There is also a means to finally make all living creatures disappear out of thin air. I seriously doubt that this is some kind of special ability given to the chosen by God."

Another person pointed out what he thought should be paid more attention to.

The five people just talked about each other like this, and they all listed a list of Zuo Si's abilities.

The leading man picked it up to take a look, and immediately complained in a low voice: "Damn it! Unexpectedly, two white dragons, a centipede worm, so many winter wolves and ice trolls could not even give this goddess of poison and disease The voters caused a little trouble, and I didn't try to find out how many protective magics and what spells he was immune to."

"So it was correct not to make a move this time. I suspect that this voter has more hidden cards than we expected. If any of us are captured, the consequences will be disastrous." The voice sounds like a woman The members said with lingering fear.

The slightly fat guy nodded vigorously: "Agreed! It is too dangerous to deal with a god's elect rashly, and we need to collect more information. In addition, I am not sure whether Talona will use dreams and illusions to give South provides clues about the Emerald Society."

"Then what do you think should be done now? Inform Irenicas to abandon the in-depth cooperation agreement reached before?" the short member asked back.

"No, of course not. We can tell him the truth and ask him to join in the action. If Irenicus agrees, then we have a powerful assistant. If he refuses, it means the matter Something is wrong. We have to be vigilant."

The fat man gave a solution without thinking.

He has obviously noticed that Irenicus is not sincerely cooperating at all, but is using the resources, channels and power of the Emerald Association to achieve his ulterior ambitions.

"Speaking of Irenicus, I remembered it. In Askatra, didn't we recruit a powerful necromancer named Asta? Why hasn't he contacted us recently?" The man interrupted suddenly.

You must know that the Emerald Association will do its best to win all high-level arcane spellcasters who have not been absorbed by the Masked Mage Guild.

"Astar? That Lich? He should be hiding in his house to study magic. Don't forget, a Lich is far less sensitive to the passage of time than a living person, so it's normal to disappear for a while occasionally." The fat man didn't care shrugged his shoulders.

The leading man smiled and complained: "You are so reasonable, I am speechless. But since you are a member of the organization's key development, it's better to take a look at the next time someone goes to Askatla .”

"Don't worry, I will go to Askatra to talk to Irenicus in person after a while, and take a look at Asta by the way."

The member who sounded like a woman took the initiative to take on this task.

In this way, the five people decided to temporarily abandon the action against Zuo Si after deliberation.

Because the danger is too high, and they don't have any confidence.

However, the top management of the Emerald Association did not know that their every move was being watched by another organization.

The name of the latter is Entanglement Symbol!

yes!

The Lord of Talismans, Shangla, had discovered the change of the Emerald Society a long time ago, so he hid in the dark and watched the whole battle that broke out in the Yunwu Mountain.

Right now, he is standing on the top of a mountain covered with snow all the year round, and he asked his former lover behind him with great interest: "Jimana, what do you think is the magic that Sous just made those creatures disappear out of thin air?"

"Well—I think it's some kind of expulsion or seal."

The female lich known as Jimana touched her chin and gave her own judgment.

She was wearing a silver mask on her face at the moment, she looked the same as when she was alive, she still had smooth and fair skin, and a seductive curve with bumps.

But anyone with a little common sense would understand that all of this is an illusion created by magic.

Behind the phantom, there is actually a dry and rotting corpse.

As the only Rune Master in the organization who is not a legendary mage, Jimana is not as casual and relaxed as his lover Shang Gra.

Because although she has a mage level as high as LV19, the enemies she needs to deal with are too many and too powerful.

If you are not careful, it is very likely that you will die in an instant.

"No, dear Jimana.

That is not an ordinary expulsion or seal, but a magic technique from another world.

how beautiful!

How charming!

If it weren't for my status as a voter, I would definitely find an opportunity to have a face-to-face talk with South.

do you know?

After being a lich for so many years, this is the first time I feel heart-beating.

It's like the first time I tasted the sweetness of power, the first time I killed a black dragon with the power of magic, the first time I had an intimate relationship with you.

Obviously, South has many secrets hidden.

And these secrets even the gods have a strong interest in it.

It's a pity that because of Lagon's overly cautious attitude, it finally turned into what it is now.

If we had made a decisive move to absorb him into the organization when we were in Calimport, all of this would belong to us now. "

When saying these words, Shangla's tone was full of resentment towards Ragon, the current leader of the Entangling Talisman.

Of course, this is not the first time he has complained, and I believe it will not be the last.

After all, Lagon's talent in "gou" is obvious to all.

Anything, as long as there is a slight risk of exposure, he will definitely choose not to participate.

Because of this, those members of the Church of the Good Gods and the Harper Alliance who are desperately investigating have nothing to do with the Entanglement Talisman.

But the price is that many opportunities for development and growth are lost.

Seeing this, Jimana immediately laughed and teased: "Are you that adventurous heart starting to restless again?"

"Hahahaha! You still know me. The Emerald Association really did a good job this time. I can take the opportunity to send someone to infiltrate, and then use the name of the Emerald Association to contact Sous. In the case of violating the organization's regulations, I get what I want." Shang La laughed and said his plan.

You must know that the insidious and despicable method of "backdoor" is a good trick for entanglement with symbols.

Many cronies of the Lord of Runes are very good at disguising themselves as members of other organizations, such as the Zhentarim, the Dragon Cult, the Red Robe Wizard, and so on.

They took advantage of these identities, and even joined them directly, secretly completing some unknown tasks.

"What are you going to do?" Jimana asked meaningfully.

Shang Ge replied without hesitation: "First, I will send my most trusted disciple, Lei Yin, to break into the Emerald Society.

Then, as a traitor, he secretly told South the secret of the Emerald Association to win his trust.

As for the rest, they will join forces to uproot and devour the Jade Society.

When my disciple becomes the supreme leader of the Emerald Association, he will naturally be able to trade with him in an open and aboveboard way, and get things he is interested in bit by bit.

Well, my plan is not bad, right? "

Jimana nodded with a smile: "It is indeed quite perfect.

Lei Yin's spellcasting level should have already broken through the legend, right?

It won't be long before a new Rune Master is added to the organization, and you'll gain a trusted ally.

Before that though, you'll need to deal with the Zhentarim and the Harpers.

According to the information obtained by my spies, Manson's most trusted apprentice and the manipulator behind the dark intelligence network - Ximanmeng, had set off from the Darkhold in the Sunset Mountains not long ago, and the destination should be Candlekeep without any surprises.

Similarly, there was another big news. Elminster, the great sage of the Valley of Shadows and the first elect of the goddess of magic, also left his home, and his destination was also Candlekeep.

Guess what these two people went to Candlekeep for? "

Hearing these words, Shangra suddenly fell into a terrible silence.

He was not a fool, he knew that the only person who could alarm these two people at the same time was probably Zuo Si who was heading towards Candlekeep.

As for the war and conflict that broke out on the border between Amn and Baldur's Gate.

To put it bluntly, it is not worthy of attracting the attention of so many forces and legendary mages.

After being silent for a long time, Shangra suddenly showed a meaningful smile, and muttered to himself: "It's interesting. If that's the case, let's play a game. Let's see who is the first to start from Zuo Si. There unearthed his hidden secrets."

Soon, the two masters of runes cast teleportation magic and disappeared without a trace.

A few hours later, a woman named Lei Yin joined the Emerald Society.

And with a fairly high level of spellcasting and merciless slaughter of masked mages, he quickly won the trust of the top management of the organization.

You don't need to ask, she is the disciple mentioned by Shangra.

...

Passing through the dangerous cloud and mist mountains, Amn's envoys only encountered a surprise attack from a tribe of gnolls, and after killing them all, they arrived at Nasikai, a small town that made its fortune from iron mines.

Since the armies of Amn and Baldur's Gate fought here not long ago, all the residents of the town looked very nervous.

In the cemetery, a large number of corpses of soldiers who died in battle were buried, so that the priests had to hold up the holy emblem every day to dispel the accumulated negative energy.

Otherwise, it won't be long before a large number of ghouls, zombies and skeletons will be born.

Sir Crispian ignored the soldiers who died fighting for Amn, he didn't even bother to pay a symbolic salute when he got off the car, and went directly to the supreme military commander stationed here - General Laurel.

He didn't even say a word of nonsense, and straightforwardly told the other party what happened to him in the Yunwu Mountains.

After hearing this, General Laurel immediately opened his mouth in shock: "White dragon? Centipede? Winter wolf? Ice troll? Who did this? Are they crazy? How dare they attack against the world? An embassy!"

"Your Excellency, I hope that you will use all means to convey this news to the six-member Council of Askatla as quickly as possible." Sir Crispian made a straightforward request.

"No problem! I'll arrange for the masked mage accompanying the army to pass the news back immediately." Laurel agreed without hesitation.

I saw him winking at his adjutant, who immediately understood and turned around to leave the room, and went downstairs to find the army mage stationed there.

After a while, the adjutant came back with a note.

General Laurel took it and glanced at it, then quickly handed it to Sir Crispian, frowned and muttered in a low voice: "Strange! The Council of Six knew nothing about this matter, and didn't even have a clue No.

It seems that the suspicion of Baldur's Gate should not be great.

With the character of Duke Irtan, the supreme commander of the flame fist mercenaries, he should not do such a thing.

But not necessarily those guys like the Iron Throne who suffered heavy losses in this Iron Holocaust conflict. "

"Damn! This thing seems to be getting more and more complicated."

Sir Crispian threw away the note in his hand and couldn't help cursing in a low voice.

Because the Council of Six had issued a death order, he had to go to Candlekeep to complete the negotiation, and he had to bring a truce that was beneficial to Amn.

Seeing these two high-level executives in Askatla, who were regarded as high-ranking and powerful in Askatra, put on a frowning look at the same time, Zuo Si couldn't help laughing, and comforted him while laughing: "Don't be so pessimistic. Actually This matter is actually a good thing for negotiations."

"Oh? Do you have any ideas?" General Laurel asked curiously.

Zuo Si replied meaningfully: "With no clues at all, it doesn't matter who is behind the scenes.

What matters is how to use the attack to give yourself an advantage in the negotiations.

For example, insisting to the outside world that the attack on the embassy was a conspiracy by the top leaders of Baldur's Gate.

They did not hesitate to collude with the evil forces for their own interests, and launched this shameless sneak attack on the diplomatic mission, with the purpose of continuing the war.

Those Flame Fist mercenaries who died tragically in the war were actually victims of the greedy desires of despicable nobles and businessmen.

At the same time, it is publicized that the war was first provoked by Baldur's Gate, and they wanted to annex Naxikai's mine veins by force.

In this way, Amn can stand on the moral high ground and render Baldur's Gate as an evil city-state just like Luskan, who will do whatever it takes to achieve its goals.

It even made a request to the Alliance of Lords of the North to kick Baldur's Gate out of this organization.

Through propaganda and diplomatic isolation, not only can the trade of Baldur's Gate be severely hit, but at the same time, they can contact those merchant alliances in private and promise them some benefits in exchange for these people to change their positions.

In addition, methods such as uniting with chambers of commerce in other regions to raise the prices of some necessities of life, and provoking conflicts between ordinary citizens, nobles, and businessmen were also used.

In short, there are many ways to hit a city hard.

But war is undoubtedly the most stupid and most likely to arouse public resentment. "

"By Woking, Goddess of Wealth! Sir South, you are nothing short of a genius."

Sir Crispian jumped up from his chair as if he had found a treasure, and bowed deeply to Zuo Si excitedly.

For the first time, he realized that he had so many cards to play.

You must know that Baldur's Gate and Waterdeep City are the two main competitors of Amn in terms of trade.

The six-member council dreamed of suppressing these two opponents with unlimited potential, so that they could occupy as many shares as possible.

If one of them can be defeated without using force, it is estimated that they will wake up laughing from their dreams.

As an aristocrat with very high political sensitivity, Sir Crispian smelled a huge opportunity from it.

He had a hunch that if he could really use this opportunity to hit Baldur's Gate hard, then he would definitely gain huge support in the parliament after returning, and even climb up to the position of the six-member council in his lifetime.

Without any hesitation!

After briefly discussing some operational details, General Laurel immediately mobilized the army to put on a posture of seeking justice for the envoys.

Almost at the same time, he did not forget to release the news that the despicable and shameless people from Baldur's Gate who killed him attacked the envoy sent by Amn.

On the other side, the shadow thieves who infiltrated Baldur's Gate also acted accordingly, and began to spread various gossip and rumors in the streets and alleys of Baldur's Gate.

All of a sudden, this crucial commercial hub and port city in the Sword Coast was firmly blamed amidst the uproar from the outside world.

Although the dukes and businessmen of Baldur's Gate stood up and tried their best to refute, but as the so-called rumor spreads, it is too late to refute it.

In addition, Sir Crispian hired bards to spread the story of how the paladin of the Burning Heart Knights fought bravely in the face of the evil white dragon and finally died tragically, which quickly won the hearts of countless people. Tears and sympathy.

Therefore, it is almost inevitable that the wind direction of public opinion will start to tilt towards Amn's side.

Baldur's Gate's reputation took a huge hit as a result.

Especially the questioning from the Alliance of Lords made Duke Silvershield, who controls the maritime trade, and Duke Iltan, who controls the mercenaries of Flame Fist, feel overwhelmed.

They never dreamed that there would be such a big mess in the middle of an otherwise mediocre peace negotiation.

The attack on the Amn envoy completely put Baldur's Gate into a passive position.

The pressure from all sides made the original plan to strive for favorable conditions as much as possible completely abolished.

In the current situation, let alone taking advantage of something, it is probably a good thing not to be taken too much advantage by the other party.

After all, the longer the war drags on, the worse it will be for Baldur's Gate.

If the reputation is really as bad as that of Luskan, then many merchants will choose to bypass Baldur's Gate and stop doing business with the chamber of commerce here.

At that time, businessmen who cannot make money will flee in large numbers, and the whole city will inevitably fall into depression.

"Damn it! It seems that we have to make some concessions." The Duke of Silver Shield said through gritted teeth.

Duke Irtan immediately nodded with a wry smile: "It's hard not to give in now. It seems that Amn has an expert to give advice this time. Otherwise, with their usual style, they can't think Such a powerful method. By the way, how about the investigation of the attack?"

"There are no clues at all. The assailants were so elusive that they left nothing behind except for some footprints. In addition, I also got a definite news that the mission was able to escape because of the recent Chosen by the famed goddess of poison and plague, Talona."

When saying these words, the tone of the Duke of Silver Shield suddenly became serious.

Because anyone who is not a fool knows what it means for the Council of Six in Amn to stuff this deterrent weapon into the diplomatic mission.

Upon hearing this, Duke Yiltan immediately raised his fist and slammed the table hard, roaring loudly: "Bastard! What are they trying to do? Threatening us by spreading the plague?"

The Duke of Silver Shield spread his hands helplessly: "This is an obvious thing. If one-tenth of what the Talona Church preaches is true, then we must take it seriously. After all, the plague is not a war. If it doesn’t go down, it can be ended through negotiations. Once the plague breaks out in Baldur’s Gate, the blow to the entire city will be devastating.”

"According to what you said, we can only accept the conditions offered by the people of Amn?" Duke Irtan was obviously not reconciled.

As the supreme commander of the army, what he hates most is having to submit to the enemy.

"This is also impossible.

Giving up some trade shares will cause losses, but our situation will only become more and more difficult if this drags on.

do you know?

Some chambers of commerce in Waterdeep City have already started to take advantage of the fire and deliberately raise the prices of their products.

These commodities are all necessities of life such as grain, salt, cheese, iron products, beer, and herbs.

Citizens in the city have begun to complain about rising prices. "

The Duke of Silver Shield didn't hide anything, and directly stated the grim situation.

You must know that on the vast land called "West Hartland" around Baldur's Gate, although there are countless settlements and villages scattered, most of them are self-sufficient, and they are very scattered and trivial, basically not many Surplus grain to supply the city.

In addition, due to the early days of the city's establishment, fierce conflicts broke out between foreign merchant groups and local peasant groups.

Therefore, the farmers in the surrounding areas did not have any good feelings for Baldur's Gate, but were full of hostility and hatred.

Once given the chance, they will 100% choose to drive up the price of grain to show some color to those merchants who have turned themselves into the ruling class.

This also means that Baldur's Gate actually has to rely on food from outside to ensure that there will be no famine.

If it is normal, merchants in other regions will naturally be very happy to sell the surplus grain after the harvest to earn the difference.

But now, all chambers of commerce have seen clearly the huge crisis that Baldur's Gate is in, and without exception want to take this opportunity to make a fortune and suck up all the wealth accumulated in the city over the years.

...

As the "little coup" provided by Zuo Si began to ferment, Baldur's Gate finally couldn't hold on.

After more than a month, the two sides finally started to prepare for negotiations in Candlekeep standing on the cliffs by the sea.

The representative sent by Baldur's Gate is the Duke of Silver Shield in charge of trade, and the representative of Amn is Sir Crispian who has been authorized by the Council of Six.

As soon as they met, the two old adversaries looked into each other's eyes.

After a full minute, Sir Crispian took the lead in attacking: "Your Excellency, do you have anything to say about the attack on the Amn envoy?"

"I am deeply sorry for those who died. But I can swear that this matter has absolutely nothing to do with us at Baldur's Gate." The Duke of Silver Shield responded while suppressing the anger in his heart.

He is very clear that the other party is completely using this matter to threaten him to make concessions.

But the problem is, as long as the real assailant cannot be found for a day, the suspicion of Baldur's Gate will not be cleared for a day.

Who made this border war their first move.

After all, Amn simply raised the price of steel.

In the eyes of outsiders, if you think it's too expensive, you don't have to buy it, what's the matter with starting a war.

"Sorry, we don't believe a single word you just said.

But for the sake of precious peace, why those innocent soldiers no longer died for the ambition of a few people, the Six Councilors in Amn reluctantly agreed to today's negotiation.

Remember, Your Excellency.

The people of Amn are not weak, it's just that we value peace and the lives of those poor soldiers more than you do. "

Sir Crispian, possessed by the film king, spoke out the scene learned from Zuo Si, instantly put himself in the position of the victim, and at the same time seized the moral high ground.

Just listening to the speech, those who didn't know thought that this was a righteous, kind and widely respected "good man".

But in fact, if a priest or paladin releases detect evil, then 100% of his body will reveal a crimson aura that symbolizes the evil camp.

That's right!

Sir Crispian is a standard lawful evil nobleman.

According to rumors, his family has been secretly engaged in illegal smuggling, from which they have obtained unimaginable wealth.

no doubt!

Just now, the words of accusing Baldur's Gate's high-level executives both openly and secretly made the Duke of Silver Shield's blood pressure rise in an instant.

Because he noticed that in Amn's delegation, there was a ten-year-old boy with black hair and black eyes and an oriental appearance.

Baldur's Gate had received information a long time ago, so they knew that this was the legendary Plaguebringer who destroyed a world with the plague, the goddess of poison and disease Talona's favorite voter.

So the Duke of Silver Shield didn't want to give the opponent any excuse to retaliate.

In this way, after a brief confrontation, the Amn side immediately gained the upper hand in terms of momentum.

After a while, the two sides began to quarrel over trade, tariffs, steel prices and other aspects.

Watching these "upper class people" take off their disguises and haggle like street vendors, Zuo Si's mouth slightly turned up to reveal a sarcastic smile.

Because all this has nothing to do with him for half a copper coin.

And not long ago, the Council of Six specially sent someone to make a promise that after the negotiations were over and they returned to Amn, they would pay Zuo Si 70,000 gold coins as a reward for protecting the envoy at a critical moment.

In addition, the other party also licensed him to open a shop next to his mage tower, specializing in all kinds of magic items, potions, scrolls and books.

You must know that this is Askatra, which prohibits all unofficial arcane magic, but the scorpion shit is the only one.

Before this, only the Masked Mage Guild had such a privilege.

Places like the Adventurer's Bazaar in Woking's shopping district can only sell magic weapons and armor at best.

Magical devices such as potions, scrolls, wands, and triggers of all kinds are forbidden.

Zuo Si felt that this privilege should be the reason why the Council of Six rewarded himself for giving advice to Sir Crispian, which dealt a heavy blow to Baldur's Gate, a competitor.

Just when he was bored and sat on the chair to be the "mascot" honestly, he suddenly found that there was a young man on the Baldur's Gate delegation who had the same reaction as himself, and he kept yawning. The process and results are completely uninterested.

Out of curiosity, Zuo Si nodded at the other party, and the young man also responded with a smile, not as defensive and hostile as the others.

When the negotiations in the morning were over, the latter immediately followed along secretly with members of the delegation avoiding Baldur's Gate.

Eventually, the two hooked up behind a bookshelf on the second floor of Candlekeep.

Without saying a word, this burly and powerful young man put his hand on his chest and bowed slightly, and greeted him with a smile: "Nice to meet you, respected Lord Sous."

"You recognize me?" Zuo Si raised her eyebrows in surprise.

The young man nodded without thinking: "Of course! Your name, the Son of the Plague, has long been known to everyone with the propaganda of the Talona Church. It's just that most ordinary people don't know your appearance. , so even if you see it, you may not recognize it.”

"Then how did you recognize me?" Zuo Si asked with great interest.

"My father is Rita, the leader of the Iron Throne Chamber of Commerce, so the news has always been relatively well-informed. Oh, I almost forgot to introduce myself, my name is Sarevok, and I am currently studying in Candlekeep. Actually, I am not a negotiator, It's just that my father ordered me to come and listen in, and then report the results of the negotiation in time."

The young man made no attempt to hide it, and showed his identity openly.

Sarevok?

Son of Baal?

The mastermind and culprit who provoked Baldur's Gate and the Amn War in the future?

All the information about this big boss popped up in Zuo Si's mind instantly.

Looking at the sunny and confident Sarevok at this moment, it is hard to imagine that he will look different in just a few years.

"Nice to meet you, Sarevok."

There was an imperceptible playfulness in Zuo Si's eyes.

"No, it should be said that I am the one who is honored." Sarevok hurriedly saluted humbly.

After all, he still doesn't know that the divinity of Baal, the god of murder, flows in his body, let alone what this power means.

Thinking of the small Candlekeep, where the three sons of Baal, Aberdair, Imoen, and Sarevok, were gathered at the same time, Zuo Si couldn't help but sigh secretly that fate is really a wonderful thing.

But I don't know if it's because of the strict protection of Grian. He hasn't seen Aberdare so far. Instead, he saw the lively, active, and mischievous little Emo in the only inn in Candlekeep.

What's even more frightening is that there are thousands of Sons of Baal like this in the entire Faerun Continent.

Some of them have already noticed the power in their bodies, and some are still ignorant and living as ordinary people.

No one realizes how dangerous and terrifying it is to be a child of God.

In the history of Faerun, there are countless gods who used their own sons of gods as the carrier to complete the resurrection from death.

Because God is the ultimate product of spirit and belief.

If a god's influence is strong enough to still make worshipers worship him even after death, then he can return from the astral world after accumulating enough power.

This also means that whoever ends up on the Blood Throne will have to contend with the legacy of the murder god Baal in the mortal world.

If the secret sects and believers who still worship Baal cannot be cleaned up in time, and their beliefs in the mortal world are completely wiped out, the murder god Baal will inevitably be reborn from the body of his heir.

And this is also the reason why Barr deliberately left so many heirs when he foresaw death in advance.

In his plan, these sons of Baal were originally the nourishment for his own resurrection.

If it weren't for some minor accidents, the God of Murder was betrayed by his most trusted voters, and he would have been resurrected and returned by now.

Facts have proved that the relationship between voters and gods is not as strict as others imagined, but closer to cooperation.

Not all elect are obedient to the God who empowers them.

Because of this, Zuo Si's almost indifferent attitude towards the church of Talona, ​​the goddess of poison and disease, did not make people feel too strange.

After all, one of the voters of Musk, the god of thieves, once ridiculed some of the deeds of this god face to face.

But instead of punishing the voter who offended him, Musk, who is a god, gladly accepted the criticism and said that he would correct it in the future.

(end of this chapter)