One Sneeze Destroys A Magical Civilization

Chapter 220 The Weak Saint

Dark, deep, ancient...

When Zuo Si walked through the tunnel to the location of the temple, he immediately felt the distortion, resentment and hatred in the surrounding air.

The people who live here all look like walking dead, indifferent to everything around them.

Even if an old man suddenly fell to the ground and died, the people passing by would not have the slightest reaction.

But what is even more unbelievable is that the old man who died just now turned into a young child again in just a few seconds.

Obviously, he didn't really die, but completed a reincarnation.

At this moment, Zuo Si finally understood why all the people here were lifeless, without any joy, anger, sorrow, and joy that a living being should have.

The reason is very simple!

They have lived here for generations before the ancient sun god Amaunata fell, guarding this unknown underground temple, probably for thousands of years.

And for thousands of years, all people have maintained a state of immortality, repeating the same process over and over again.

Such a long time!

Such a closed environment!

I don't even know how many times I tried to commit suicide.

Some people may have been crazy once, but the long time is even enough for the madness to gradually cool down.

This kind of eternal life is not a blessing at all, but an out-and-out curse.

It is the most vicious, the most desperate, and the curse that is most likely to generate resentment and hatred from the depths of the soul.

"It's an unbelievable sight. Although these people are still alive, their hearts and souls are already dead. Only their bodies are still bound here and they will never be freed." Mural couldn't help sighing slightly.

Although he is not a sentimental person, he has even stayed in the "mad mage"'s lost city of leylines for nearly a thousand years.

But compared to these Amana Tower believers, they are not many times lucky.

At least dark elves and adventurers would appear from time to time in the Lost City on the ground, so that Mural could do something, instead of being like these people, even suicide is a luxury.

"Yeah! With the fall of the ancient sun god, these poor guys were completely forgotten.

The surviving saint also seemed to have been seriously eroded, unable to respond to these believers at all, and over time it became what it is now.

So this is why I never believe in any god.

Only the weak and idiots would put their fate in the hands of God. "

While talking, Zuo Si walked straight towards the entrance of the temple.

No one along the way reacted even the slightest to him as an intruder.

Even the guardian standing at the door just stood there expressionlessly like a sculpture, allowing the two of them to pass by him.

When entering the temple, the first thing you see is neither the majestic and magnificent hall nor the huge statue.

It is a living body exuding a faint divine light, but its appearance has been distorted by some evil force into a demon-like appearance.

As if he had lost his subjective consciousness, he immediately yelled in a low and hoarse voice when he found someone walking in from the outside: "Pain! Anger! Hate! Vent out the anger in your heart!"

moment!

Whether it was Zuo Si or Mural, they immediately felt their brains start to buzz.

At the same time, an indescribable anger quickly emerged from the subconscious.

However, due to Zuo Si's relationship with divine power, he quickly regained his sober and calm consciousness.

But Mural seemed to be out of control, his eyes were frighteningly red, and he drew out his sword suddenly, wanting to kill him.

It's a pity that at the very moment, Zuo Si decisively gave him an order to stop all movements, and then continuously released several simple healing spells on this slow-moving life form.

No matter at any time, positive energy is the nemesis of all evil, death and filth.

After a while, this thing that seemed to be the embodiment of some strong emotion slowly disappeared.

Instead, an image of a man exuding golden light appeared on the altar.

He has silver-white hair and looks very slender, holding an inconspicuous long staff, wearing a dark purple robe, and holding a thick book in the other hand.

The golden light was refracted from the surface of his skin.

No need to ask, this man is the ancient sun god—the saint of Amaunata, the only god in Faerûn who has a complete "sun" priesthood.

I don't know if it's because of sleeping for too long, or being polluted by the hatred from believers, or being eroded by other evil gods, demon lords, or devil dukes. The eyes and expression of this saint are very dull and confused. Seems a little confused about the situation.

After several minutes, those golden eyes shining like the sun finally regained their majesty, and turned their gazes to the two people standing in the temple.

"Who are you? Why did you appear in this temple that belongs to me?"

"We are residents living in the surface city, and we found this place by accident when we were clearing out a beholder's lair." Zuo Si spoke a part of the truth selectively.

Because he knew very well that lying in front of this divine being was definitely the stupidest choice, bar none.

After all, most Shendu can easily see through a lie, unless the lie is fabricated by Cyric, who has the priesthood of "conspiracy", "fraud" and "lie".

"Surface city? Lair of beholders? Ah! I remembered. It was that terrible monster who discovered this place, then took half of the artifact from me, and tried to distort and usurp my divine power and belief."

There was strong anger in the tone of the saint of Amana Tower.

Because such behavior is blatant and unabashed blasphemy!

Do not!

Maybe using profanity is too conservative!

It should be contempt for the gods!

It is clear that the god behind the bully of the saint has died, and he firmly believes that it will never return again.

"Did the blind magician do it?" Zuo Si tentatively asked in an uncertain tone.

He couldn't believe it, the blind eye was so crazy, it was not as simple as simply wanting to seize the artifact.

Instead, like Irenicus, he is also trying to study the gods, trying to usurp the saint's little remaining power, faith, and possible sparks of divinity.

No wonder the "Blind Eye" sect developed later, and even spread widely in Askatla and its surrounding areas.

This is the beholder using the power of the artifact to gather faith and prepare for officially becoming a god.

The holy man of Amana Tower nodded lightly: "Yes, that's it. This temple is the last refuge, and it is also me. If its plot succeeds, not only can it get the artifact, but it can also capture me. Remaining divine power. Over the years, that beholder has been using half of the divine weapon to feed on the beliefs of my people, constantly devouring what little power I have left."

"What is the artifact you mentioned? Why is the beholder so eager to get it?" Zuo Si asked curiously.

Although he can ask by summoning the "blind eye".

But considering the high fees that need to be paid, and the cooling time of more than half a month, it is naturally best to get the answer from the mouth of the saint in front of him.

"This artifact was originally made by a very special race. It can gather the power of faith to form real divine power, and then give the enemy a storm-like impact when needed. Unless it has divine power or a spark of divinity, there is no Nothing mortal can withstand such destructive power."

The saint of Amana Tower didn't hide anything, and straightforwardly stated the function of the artifact.

Because for him, all of this doesn't matter anymore.

Due to the death of the main body, the reason why the saint has not dissipated until now is entirely due to the power of faith accumulated in this temple for thousands of years, as well as those outside who are firmly bound here and live a life that is worse than death every day. Poor believers.

"If I'm willing to help you get rid of that eye mage, can you lend me half of the artifact? After all, it not only threatens this temple, but also threatens the cities on the surface and ordinary people living in the cities." Zuo Si tentatively said cautiously.

The saint of Amana Tower lowered his head and pondered for a while, and quickly responded: "Yes! But after you use it up, you must make sure to bring it back intact, and you must not bring it to the surface, otherwise there will be terrible disasters." things happen."

"no problem."

Zuo Si readily agreed.

Of course, it was only a verbal agreement.

"Very good. As long as you can complete this difficult task, I promise to give you a reward."

After saying this, the saint of Amana Tower took out the upper half of the scepter from nowhere, and then blessed it with something similar to restriction and curse.

Seeing this, Zuo Si immediately sneered in the bottom of her heart, and took it over with a respectful attitude.

If it were someone else, perhaps there was nothing to be done about the restrictions and curses blessed by a saint.

But the problem is, he's a planeswalker and a chosen one.

Not to mention a mere weak saint who is very difficult to maintain his form, even the real saint has to stand aside when he comes.

In fact, if standing in front of him is a truly complete saint and incarnation, it should be easy to feel the divine power contained in Zuo Si's body.

But the sages of Amana Tower were not aware of this from the beginning to the end, which shows how weak they are.

So after walking away with the complete two parts of the artifact, Zuo Si took it out immediately, and then gently connected the disconnected parts together.

next second...

A powerful energy gushed out from the scepter, filling the surrounding space within tens of meters.

Feeling the power contained in the artifact in his hand, he immediately pursed his lips and smiled and said, "That's right. It's indeed something that was favored by the ancient Sun God. Unleashed on the target, but it can ignore magic resistance and many protection spells. The only question is, where should I collect faith to recharge it?"

"Master, be careful of the restrictions and curses that the holy man has blessed." Mural hurriedly reminded.

"Don't worry, I eliminated it just now." Zuo Si shrugged nonchalantly.

With the level of sparks raised to LV8, the efficiency of transforming divine power has increased by more than two or three times.

With the pitiful divine power blessed by the saint of Amana Tower, he had already absorbed and transformed all of it when he walked out of the gathering place.

Just when Mural was about to say something, he suddenly found a group of people from Irenicus walking over from a distance.

Obviously, the elf archmage was impatient and wanted to rush over to confirm whether there was really a saint left by a fallen god in the temple.

"Sous? Why are you here!" Irenicus frowned and asked.

Zuo Si responded with a smile: "Don't worry, I'm different from you, and I won't break the contract casually. On the contrary, I just went to confirm it."

"You mean... the saint of Amana Tower is in the temple?"

Irenicus' eyes lit up instantly, and his whole body was filled with undisguised ecstasy.

"That's right! He was weaker than I imagined, and was even forced to the point where he lost consciousness and fell into a deep sleep.

In addition, according to the information I got just now, the blind eye holding half of the artifact is actually planning to become a real god just like you.

The reason why it built its lair here is to usurp the last power of the saint of Amanatar. "

Zuo Si pretended to be kind and shared the information.

When Irenicus heard these words, his complexion changed instantly, and he asked urgently: "Where is the eye magician? You must let it go away!"

"Unfortunately, you were right. It has more cards than I imagined, and it also holds half of the artifact in its hand. Although I severely injured this powerful eye mage, it still successfully opened the door to another world and escaped." We've arrived at the alien plane." Zuo Si spread her hands with a look of regret.

No need to ask, he knew that this was for the "Blind Eye" to appear at a certain time in the future, and to pave the way for the attack on Irenicus and Buddy.

After all, if such a good hole card is not used properly, wouldn't it be a huge waste?

"Damn! So when I do research in the future, don't I have to guard against it bringing people back for revenge?"

Irenicus clenched his fist subconsciously.

No one understands the horror of the "blind eye" better than him.

Especially the last blow with the half artifact, if it wasn't too far away at that time, it would definitely be enough to kill everyone including myself.

What's more, both parties are aiming at conferring gods, and there is no room for negotiation and compromise.

After all, it is extremely rare for such a god to have fallen for a long time, but the saint did not collapse along with it, but survived in an extremely weak state.

No mortal who wants to become a god would give up such a once-in-a-lifetime living research object.

Zuo Si nodded slightly: "In theory, that's right.

But as I said just now, it is seriously injured, and it will not easily bother you for at least a few years.

So you better hurry up and race against time to do your own research.

Oh, by the way, a word of caution.

The root of maintaining the saint of Amana Tower is the power of faith accumulated in the temple itself, so you'd better not want to capture him back, or destroy the temple itself.

Otherwise, he will collapse and dissipate soon.

Finally, I wish you all the best and become a member of the gods as soon as possible. "

After finishing speaking, Zuo Si put one hand on her chest and performed a mage salute, and then disappeared into the dark tunnel leading to the upper sewer without looking back.

As soon as he left, Lei Yin also offered to leave.

After the two of them walked away completely, Irenicus sneered harshly: "I can assure you! Sous definitely let the eye magician go on purpose!"

"Oh? Why? He is also one of the participants. If the beholder retaliates, he will definitely not let him go."

Badi's eyes showed strong doubt and bewilderment.

"No! No! If that beholder really aims to become a god, then it will definitely target me first. In other words, until I am defeated and killed, everyone else is basically safe .” Irenicus gritted his teeth and explained.

He understood that he was being calculated.

Maybe it was the matter of hiring the Emerald Association to launch the attack before retaliation, or it might be that he simply didn't want him to conduct research with peace of mind, and finally discovered the mystery of the essence of the gods.

In short, through this short-term cooperation, Irenicus realized that Zuo Si was more difficult and vindictive than he expected.

Once I offended him, maybe it wouldn't happen immediately at the time, but I would definitely make up for it in other ways in the future.

"Then what should we do now?" Badi asked in an uncertain tone.

Irenicus replied indifferently: "Everything is going according to the original plan. It doesn't matter whether it's Sous or the beholder, it doesn't matter what they are planning. As long as I move fast enough, Finish the research before they have time to react, then after I become a god, I will have the means to slowly deal with these two guys."

"In this case, let's visit the saint of the ancient sun god Amaunata first. I am very curious about what the blood of the saint tastes like."

As he spoke, Ba Di subconsciously licked his alluring red lips.

Since she was born as an elf, she looked like an elf woman with short black hair, slightly pale skin, and a mature aura all over her body.

Coupled with the vampire's charming eyes, it seems to reveal a slightly dangerous atmosphere, which makes people want to explore and conquer.

In fact, it is precisely because of this powerful charm that Ba Di easily captured many admirers.

Many new vampires and spawn are not forced to accept the transformation, but willingly become its loyal followers.

Irenicus glanced at his sister, and warned in a cold tone without any emotion: "If you don't want to die, you'd better not do it. Because Amaunata is the sun god, there must be something in his blood. It has amazing positive energy. Even a small sip is enough to instantly destroy your body and even your soul."

"Well, I was just joking, don't take it seriously."

Seeing that his brother was angry, Ba Di hurriedly raised his hands in a gesture of surrender.

Because as she was deprived of her elf essence for longer and longer, she could already clearly feel the madness hidden under the calm appearance of Irenicus.

She didn't dare to bet that if Irenicus really annoyed the other party, would one day kill her suddenly.

fortunately!

Irenicus didn't show the madness in his heart, but just gave Badi a self-contained look, and went straight through the underground village full of pain, despair and hatred, to the spacious hall of the temple.

Since Zuo Si has just used healing spells to relieve the long-term accumulation of distortion and hatred, and at the same time made "Blind Eye" into a card, theoretically the saint of Amana Tower has no worries.

Next, as long as he re-inspires and responds to those believers who would rather die than die, he should be able to exist for a long time.

But unfortunately, with the arrival of Irenicus, the peace was broken.

I saw that this powerful elf mage didn't even say a word of nonsense, and directly activated the magic scroll prepared in advance specifically for the saint, and instantly sealed the saint of Amana Tower in place.

Blood taking, vivisection, various magical detections and brutal experiments followed.

The sun god, who was very popular in the era of Netheril, was fixed on a table by the crazy Irenicus, and he could do whatever he wanted without any restraint.

The huge humiliation and anger that cannot be described in words made Amaunata want to release the last remaining power in the temple several times to explode herself.

But unfortunately it failed in the end.

In order to keep the only research object, Irenicus undoubtedly made a lot of preparations, and even dispatched some of his servants from the secret base of the sewer, directly turning the temple into a huge magic laboratory.

Many of the insane researches made even Ba Di feel his scalp go numb.

...

At the same time, Zuo Si, who returned safely to the Mage Tower, summoned two liches who mastered nine-ring magic, and began to deal with the corpses of the beholders and Gauss beholders.

It took more than a month to barely complete this complex and challenging work.

Except for a part that was made into biological cards, the others were placed in every corner of the Mage Tower, serving as restless watchers and guards.

In addition, Zuo Si also produced some high-level intelligent undead creatures and intelligent golems in order to better manage the increasingly large internal personnel.

As for the gray dwarf blacksmiths, they were arranged in the workshop, responsible for using the electric forging hammer to remelt and forge the rough iron sent by the kobolds into fine steel, and then make various tools, weapons and armor.

Amn's Council of Six and the masked mages probably would never have imagined in their dreams that someone dug out a huge underground kingdom right under their noses.

And there are tens of thousands of werewolves, goblins and undead army hidden inside.

"Are you preparing to start a war?"

A creature dressed in gold and silver, who looked like a tall and straight human woman, stood beside Zuo Si and asked with great interest.

Zuo Si shook his head lightly: "No, of course not. I'm just making a little preparation for a possible crisis, that's all. And, are all the little elves full of curiosity like you?"

"Haha! Of course not! I've just been sealed for too long, so I desperately want to know the changes in this world. You know, since those damn fire elves forcibly pulled me into their army and came to this world , I was captured and sealed by the djinn after only participating in one battle."

The female humanoid creature known as the Genie laughed to herself.

Obviously, she is the giant spirit sealed in the magic lamp obtained through exchange in Calimport.

With the vast knowledge base obtained from Candlekeep, Zuo Si solved three riddles with ease.

So this female elf, who calls herself Muka, must serve him for at least a hundred years before she can regain her freedom.

Of course, for a giant spirit that has been sealed in a bottle for thousands of years, it may also want to come out to breathe in this way.

"Then you are not dissatisfied with my arrangement?" Zuo Si continued to confirm.

Miuka spread his hands in a nonchalant manner: "Of course not. Compared with those jobs with high risks, I actually prefer an ordinary life. Things like protecting businessmen sound quite relaxed and comfortable. "

"Yes, then I can rest assured."

A satisfied expression appeared on Zuo Si's face.

With his current level of divine and arcane spellcasting, and the strength of the planeswalker card summoned creatures, creatures like Little Genie are basically useless.

It's better to simply send Bernard to protect Bernard, increase the safety factor of some merchants, and use it as a wedding gift for the other party by the way.

You must know that Little Genie possesses a very powerful spell-like ability - teleportation from another world.

If there is any danger, you can take Bernard and escape to the astral world, the elemental plane, and other main material planes in minutes, and save your life first.

Since the two families arranged the wedding at the beginning of the new year, it happened in these few days.

After attending the wedding, Zuo Si is going to raise the level of [Mystic] to LV10 in one go, and then start to try to explore the other world.

If there is no accident, he should be able to find a new world in a few months or so.

Because from DR1361 to DR1367, apart from the discovery of the Maztec continent by Amn, basically nothing major happened.

In addition, it is the nonsense that Bane's followers and Cyric's followers repeatedly compete for control of Zhentil Keep and Zhentarim.

While Zuo Si doesn't mind stepping in once in a while, harvesting members of the Church of Cyric for mana, it's better to avoid confronting it head-on.

After all, no matter what, "Dark Sun" is also one of the most powerful gods in Faerun. Maybe his brain is really sick, but his strength is still very strong.

He didn't want to be targeted by the other party, and then focus on taking care of him.

As for which world to go to, Zuo Si hasn't decided yet.

If possible, he hopes to go to a relatively peaceful place to relax his long-strained nerves, at least he doesn't have to worry about gods, demons, devils, and celestial creatures all day long, and come to trouble him every now and then.

Of course, before leaving, there is one very important thing to do.

That is to find ways to use [Talona's Favor] to capture the soul of a powerful enough Druid, Psion, or Warlock.

If you really can't find a suitable target, then get a high-level fighter or the soul of a barbarian to make do.

With anticipation for the new world, Zuo Si quickly passed the last time of DR1360.

When the first day of DR1361 came, Bernard finally held an unprecedented grand wedding in his family's mansion.

Since Amn's rich merchants and aristocrats have a tradition of showing off their wealth, the total cost of this wedding was as high as 250,000 gold coins.

The fresh flower petals scattered along the road cost at least 25,000 gold coins.

In addition, 20,000 gold coins were donated to the Irmat Church, and at the same time, a lot of silver coins were sprinkled on the roadside, allowing beggars, poor people and common people to fight for it.

Chef Welby personally led a team of luxurious chefs to take care of all the dishes for the banquet on the wedding day.

In addition, Bernard also hired 50 chefs to set up flowing seats at his door.

No matter who it is, as long as you come to send blessings to this wedding, you can enjoy fine wine and food at will.

It can be said that every wedding between the upper-class nobles and wealthy merchants of Askatla is equivalent to showing everyone the strength of their family.

Therefore, many people would rather borrow money than hold their once-in-a-lifetime wedding in a splendid way.

At least not to make anyone feel shabby.

Otherwise, once it is considered stingy and stingy, not only will your family be ashamed and become a laughing stock in the aristocratic circle, but your business will also be affected.

However, no one doubted the financial strength of Bernard and the Nasiwa family at all.

Looking at the number of nobles and wealthy businessmen who came to the wedding with invitations, you can see how amazing they have influence in this city and the entire country.

And not only the local forces in Amn!

The lord of Myratma far away in Tethyr - Earl of Weeks Targett, specially sent his cronies to present a beautiful golden saber;

The leader of the Thieves Guild in Calimport, Epke, also asked his subordinates to give a pearl tiara to the bride;

In addition, there are also the nominal lords of the Nelanthir Islands-Eric, the controller of the Zhentarim dark intelligence network, Simman, the church of Talona, ​​the goddess of poison and disease, and so on. Gifts were sent without exception.

But Bernard is very clear that the reason why these people and forces are willing to support him is entirely because of Zuo Si's face.

Seeing the shocked or awe-inspiring reactions of those guests, he couldn't help but sighed with a smile: "No wonder my grandpa always said that as a businessman, you only need to make one successful investment in your life, and you will be able to continuously obtain rich returns. And The most correct thing I did in my life was to choose Lord Sous without any hesitation."

"It's all an arrangement of fate. I heard that almost all voters have no life limit, let alone aging. So as long as your heirs are smart enough and know how to maintain this relationship, then at least within a few hundred years your family will be will remain strong."

There was naked and undisguised envy in Babette's tone.

"No, it's not me, it's us. Don't forget, you and I are now relatives. What's more, we also jointly funded an expedition to find the Maztec continent across the sea." Bernard raised his glass Taking a sip of the wine, he reminded him meaningfully.

Babette smiled and nodded immediately: "You are right. I hope this marriage contract will allow our two families to go hand in hand and create a bright future together."

"cheers!"

"cheers!"

The two lightly touched the glass in their hands, then raised their heads and drank it down.

I don't know if it was because of being too excited, or because he drank too quickly, Bernard's face turned a little red.

Just when he was about to say something, Zuo Si walked over from a distance with the little giant, and asked with great interest, "What were you talking about just now?"

"We are talking about the expedition team. If this voyage really discovers a vast continent, it will definitely cause violent shocks throughout Amn and even the continent of Faerun. At that time, time is the privilege bestowed by the law of the sea and development. It will make us a lot of money.”

While saying these words, Babette's mental state obviously became extraordinarily excited.

Living in the shadow of his father since he was a child, he is more eager than anyone to prove himself.

Especially after childhood friend Bernard has become the head of the house and started his own business. This longing becomes stronger.

Zuo Si obviously noticed this, and asked with a half-smile: "Why, do you want to go to Maztec Continent for development?"

Babette responded without thinking: "Of course! I plan to build a city and port of our own, and turn it into Amn's first and most prosperous settlement and supply point over there. .When it is completed, the city alone will bring us a steady stream of income.”

"It's a good thing to be adventurous, rich and pioneering. But the question is, have you discussed it with your father? I don't think he will allow the heir of the family to cross the dangerous ocean to another completely strange, even It is a land of ignorance to venture into."

With just one sentence, Zuo Si knocked Babette down.

Because this guy is also very clear that if he wants to take such a huge risk in his own capacity, it is basically impossible to get his father's permission.

Otherwise, the energy and painstaking effort spent on cultivating qualified heirs may be in vain if one is not careful.

What's more, the Naxiwa family is currently on the rise, and there is no need for Babette to go to the barren land to die.

Seeing his friend's gloomy look, Bernard didn't say much, and he didn't try to comfort him. He just motioned for the maid to fill the other's empty glass with wine, and then turned around and said to Zuo Si: "Your Excellency Sous , what do you think of today's wedding?"

"It's very luxurious and lively. Although I knew that you would spend a lot of money for it, the two or three hundred thousand gold coins are just for this day, which is a bit beyond my expectation. To be honest, Amn's exaggeration, There's a big problem with the social ethos of showing off."

Zuo Si bluntly said nothing but her own opinion.

Leaving aside the donations to the church of Irmat, the God of Suffering, just shamaning fresh flower petals along the bride's carriage is a waste to the extreme.

Not to mention the behavior of driving a carriage to "sprinkle coins" to the surrounding people.

Bernard explained with a helpless smile: "This is something that can't be helped. Because some things, once started, there is no way to stop. For the nobles and businessmen in Amn, showing off their wealth is a social activity in itself, and it is also a social activity. A means of classifying the various family levels."

Zuo Si obviously didn't agree with this, but considering that today is the wedding day of the other party, he didn't continue to argue, but directly changed the subject: "By the way, I haven't congratulated you on finally successfully starting a family. As a blessing to you couple, let me send you a special gift."

"special gift?"

Bernard was stunned for a moment, but soon realized the strange light flashed in the little djinn's eyes.

"Yes, gift. See this lady next to me? Her name is Muka and she is a djinn from the elemental plane. Due to the power of some magical contract, she will now need to serve me for a hundred years before she can regain Freed. Now, this century-long service is handed over to you."

After finishing speaking, Zuo Si gave the little giant spirit beside him a wink.

The latter understood, and immediately took a step forward and bowed gracefully: "Hello, mortal. According to the contract, I will be responsible for protecting the lives of you and your family until the end of the hundred years of service."

"Are you really a giant spirit?" Bernard's eyes showed strong curiosity.

Because in many legends, genies have the power to fulfill the wishes of mortals.

Zuo Si was keenly aware of the businessman's thoughts, and immediately sneered and joked: "Don't dream! It's not ordinary giant spirits that can grant humans the ability to make wishes, but the nobles among giant spirits. Ordinary giant spirits don't have that at all. What's more, Miuka is a little dwarf, not as powerful as her cousin."

"I see!"

Bernard nodded thoughtfully, and then asked, "Then does she have any special abilities?"

"Three invisibility spells per day, only for yourself.

Three out-of-planet teleportation, can carry a willing target.

In addition, there is one food and drink creation and one illusion spirit body every day.

At the same time, you can change the size of a creature, such as zooming in or shrinking.

Finally, she's quite a brave fighter, capable of cutting enemies in two with a scimitar.

With her around, you basically don't have to worry too much about being attacked or assassinated. "

Zuo Si simply and neatly explained the various spell-like abilities of the little giant.

In his opinion, apart from the usefulness of teleportation, the other spell-like abilities of the little djinn can only be said to be better than nothing.

Compared with the giant spirits of the four elements of earth, water, fire, and wind, they are not even a little bit worse.

However, Bernard was quite satisfied with this, and immediately stood up and handed a glass of wine to Muka, and said in a very sincere tone: "My safety will be entrusted to you in the future, ma'am."

"Don't worry, mortal. With me, no one can easily hurt half of your hair."

The little giant spirit took the wine glass, raised his head and drank it down in one gulp, followed by his swearing guarantee.

"By the way, Lord South. Where's Isadora? Didn't she come today?"

Bernard suddenly thought of his only relative, and a concerned look appeared on his face.

Zuo Si shook her head helplessly: "No. You should know that if Isadora came here, as in today's situation, how many people would see the darkness, filth and desire in their hearts. That's not good for her mental health. and growing up. And she has no interest in it herself."

"Oh, okay. As long as she can grow up happily, she can't deny me as an elder brother. Anyway, this family doesn't leave her any good memories at all."

Bernard sighed deeply, got up and brought the little dwarf together, and went to greet the important guests attending the wedding one by one, fulfilling his obligation as the host.

Seeing that the two had accepted each other, Zuo Si quickly turned around and left.

Because ever since he was given the title of "Special Advisor to the Council of Six", it is always inevitable that there will be various people with ulterior motives who want to approach and strike up a conversation on occasions like this.

Some of the "social butterflies" were fake and contrived, which really made him feel sick and uncomfortable.

However, Zuo Si didn't know that when Askatla's grand wedding was taking place, a massacre was going on in the castle of the Noel family outside the city of Amn.

The wild elf druid, who had been lurking in secret for a long time, finally found an opportunity to sneak into the castle, and poured the bottle of poison that had been in his chest for almost a month and a half into the meals and drinks in the castle.

After a while, the Luo Noel family fell to the ground, from the head of the family to the servants and livestock, and their brains fell into complete dormancy.

(end of this chapter)