One Sneeze Destroys A Magical Civilization

Chapter 221 The Revenge of the Wild Elf

"It's really terrible toxicity! Even large livestock such as cows and horses can't escape..."

Looking at the people and animals lying in disorder in the castle, the Wild Elf couldn't help shivering.

Despite being a druid, she's a pretty good poison user in her own right.

But a toxin with such a slow onset and such a violent onset was almost unheard of.

Because the more potent the toxin, the faster it will take effect. This is the most basic common sense.

In particular, neurotoxins often have irreversible effects on the body once they enter the bloodstream.

But this bottle of poison made by Zuo Si broke the "common sense".

A total of two hours have passed since the poisoning.

But it only took fifteen minutes from the first person being poisoned to when everyone fell to the ground and fell into a coma.

That is toxin incubation time as long as one and a half hours.

The wild elf druid couldn't even imagine how these highly poisonous poisons worked in the body.

It is precisely because of the sudden collective poisoning in a short period of time that the entire castle, from the master to the servants and guards, did not even have time to react.

Moreover, Farthington Law Noel's physical fitness has deteriorated severely due to his pampering all year round, and he fell asleep early and passed out.

His butler was loyal and wanted to fetch the antidote and feed him to drink.

But halfway through the run, he fell down on the way.

As for the others, they didn't know where the antidote and other magic potions were stored, so they could only stand there helpless.

Another guy tried to ride a horse to ask for help from other nearby manors, but he ran halfway to the animal companion summoned by the wild elf, a big brown bear with a height of three meters, and killed him directly in the woods outside the castle.

For revenge, but also to rescue the tribe's companions, the wild elf druid made very thorough preparations.

She even planned to launch a storm if someone drank the antidote and remained awake.

But unfortunately, none of these preparations came in handy, and all the enemies were eliminated with just a bottle of poison.

However, the wild elf druid didn't rush to the second floor of the castle to find his enemy - Farthington Law Noel. Instead, he first found the key to the dungeon from a guard, and then quickly entered the dark underground floor.

With the faint light of torches on the wall, she quickly saw the fellow prisoners in the cells, who looked hungry, weak, and a little dirty.

"Philosil?! You...how did you come here! No, no, how did you get in?"

A man who looked quite old suddenly stood up from the ground with an expression of disbelief on his face.

Because in his opinion, this "little guy" who had just become a druid not long ago could not have enough strength to fight against an Amn nobleman like Farthington Law Noel who had colluded with government bureaucrats.

What's more, after being taken away last time, he thought the other party was sold to a slave trader.

"I'm here to rescue you! Look! I've got the key!"

The wild elf druid called Philosir hurriedly raised the cell key in his hand, his whole body was filled with excitement and joy.

Because she found that none of her clansmen were missing, and all of them were locked up in cells, and they were not separated and sold like other human slaves.

"What? Damn it! Then what are you waiting for! Open the door!"

The older male elf was overjoyed immediately, and immediately urged loudly while holding on to the iron fence.

Not only him, but all the captives and prisoners in the entire cell began to shout like crazy, and stretched out their arms desperately, trying to seize the iron key that looked immortal and conspicuous.

But unfortunately, their arms are too short to reach each other at all.

Moreover, the roar of the huge brown bear also made the group of prisoners and captives calm down a lot.

Without saying a word, Philosil walked directly to the door and unlocked it with slightly trembling hands.

The moment the iron fence was pushed away, all the wild elves in the cell immediately surrounded her and gave her a grateful hug.

After a few seconds, when everyone's excitement finally calmed down, the older man asked, "How did you get in? Where are the guards in the castle? Didn't they find you?"

"I brought them all down by poisoning them." Philosil hurriedly told the truth.

"all?!"

The older male's mouth grew incredulously.

After all, it is not an easy task to poison a castle with strict heat protection.

As long as there is a slight mistake and the time is not calculated properly, causing some people to be poisoned while others are not, the whole plan will fail.

Philosil nodded lightly: "Yes! I got a very powerful toxin from a mage. Not only does it have a long incubation time, but it is also extremely fast when the poison is released. The other party has no time to react at all. .”

"Wait! What's going on with this mage? What happened after you were taken away by Farthington Law Noel last time?" Another female elf followed suit.

Seeing that the clansmen were so curious, the wild elf druid had no choice but to tell the truth about what happened to him before.

Not even the deal with Zuo Si.

After listening, the man who should be the leader of the tribe took a deep breath and said: "So, you got your freedom with the help of that mage, then made a deal with him, and finally came to rescue you with poison." us?"

"Well! Don't worry, elder. Sous doesn't look like a bad person, and his job is just to teach a group of children infected with lycanthropy to learn the way of nature. And...he even invited me to a hero's feast."

Thinking of the delicious food and drinks on a large table that he had never seen, let alone tasted, Philosil couldn't help but salivate.

no way.

Who made the wild elves the barbarians among the elves.

It's not bad if they can fill their stomachs after eating and sleeping all day.

As for the taste... don't mention it.

After all, you can't expect a primitive tribe that has difficulty in obtaining salt to make delicious food.

Most of the time it is a pot of stew, or simply put it on the fire.

Seeing the girl's heartless appearance and being completely bought by food, the male elf called an elder couldn't help but shook his head with a wry smile: "Forget it. It's useless to tell you these things, I'd better go there in person after I get out." Talk to the mage."

"By the way, elder. What about the other people locked in the cell? Have you let them go?" Philosil asked in an uncertain tone.

"All the people in the cell on the right are released. Like us, they are all innocent people who were caught by that bastard Farthington Noel and planned to be sold as slaves. But those on the left, one of them is worthless." Criminals, murderers and hooligans. Let them die of starvation and thirst here."

The elders made arrangements straightforwardly.

Having been imprisoned here for a long time, he knew who was innocent and who deserved it.

After the cells were opened, dozens of innocent people thanked the wild elves, and quickly fled the dark dungeon impatiently, ignoring the sleeping guards on the ground, rushing out of the castle and disappearing at the end of the road.

These people were obviously terrified, for fear that they would be caught again if they stayed for a while longer.

As for the criminals who were not released, they began to curse without exception, and greeted the eight generations of ancestors of the elves and the whole family of women with various insulting words.

The purpose of doing this is very simple, that is to provoke the elf to open the cage to teach himself.

In this way, they have the opportunity to fight a bloody road and escape by virtue of their numerical advantage.

It's a pity that although the wild elves are barbarians among elves, they are not idiots. They didn't take these innocuous insults seriously at all, and walked away in front of the former.

When they returned to the ground, the free elf tribe immediately found a lot of weapons from the guards who fell on the ground, and they began to complain and revenge.

Anyone who abused himself or raped a female member of the ethnic group during his captivity was slaughtered without mercy.

More than two-thirds of the guards were either pierced by a sharp sword or had their heads cut off within a few minutes.

As a family secretly engaged in the capture and trade of slaves, smuggling contraband and addictive drugs, Luo Noel basically has nothing good from top to bottom.

The fact that the remaining third were not killed doesn't mean they were clean.

It's just that the wild elves didn't see them when they did evil, so they were lucky to escape for the time being.

In this way, they cleared room by room along the passage of the castle, and the wild elves quickly found their enemies on the second floor-Farthington Law Noel, and the liar who fooled himself by pretending to be injured.

"Elder! How should we deal with these two chief culprits?" A young man asked while clutching a weapon stained with brains and blood.

It's not hard to see from those eyes full of hatred that he wished he could just dismantle these two bastards now.

"Philosil, can you wake them up?" the elder turned and asked the wild elf druid.

The latter shook his head slightly: "Sorry, I didn't remember the magic spell that can detoxify today. But you can look in the next few rooms, there may be magic potions such as antidotes."

"You, and you, look for it immediately. I will never allow these two enemies to die without knowing the pain." The elder growled through gritted teeth.

Under the dominance of strong anger, the wild elves quickly dispersed and rummaged through boxes on the second floor of the castle regardless of their hunger, weakness and fatigue.

About a few minutes later, a child who looked only eleven or twelve years old rummaged through a cabinet and found a dozen colorful bottles emitting a magical halo.

After the druid's simple identification, he quickly picked out two bottles of antidote and poured them down for Farthington Law Noel and another liar.

The effect is immediate!

Since they had just fallen into a coma for a short time, neither of their brains suffered too much damage.

After a while, he slowly opened his eyes and woke up.

When they saw the wild elves holding blood-dropping weapons around them, they were instantly frightened out of their wits.

Especially Farthington Law Noel, who actually screamed like a woman, and tried to call out to the guards at the top of his throat.

But unfortunately, no matter how he shouted, there was no movement outside.

The entire castle is as quiet as a cemetery.

"Stop shouting! Scum! Today is your death day! No one can save you!"

The elder grabbed Farthington Law Noel by the hair and lifted him from the ground.

Despite being imprisoned for so long, and often beaten and starved, as a powerful barbarian warrior, he can still easily crush the pampered Farthington Noel.

After the latter realized that the guards and servants in his family's castle were probably wiped out, he immediately put on a pitiful look and begged: "Don't...don't kill me! I was also deceived! It was him! It was he who tricked me into doing this."

Farthington Law Noel decisively resorted to the big method of throwing the pot away, and pushed all the responsibilities to the subordinates aside.

At the same time, he winked desperately, saying that as long as the other party is willing to take the pot, he will definitely give his family money compensation.

But it is a pity that all those who are capable of slave hunting are, without exception, selfish.

How could he willingly become someone else's scapegoat.

So the liar immediately retorted angrily: "You fart! Didn't I be instructed by you to do that? Over the years, how many wild elf tribes have you hunted and how many elf slaves have you sold? Do you have no idea? Pass all responsibility to me? Dream on!"

"Bastard! How dare you talk to me like that?"

Farthington Law Noel was shocked and angry.

He didn't expect that this guy who usually obeyed orders would bite him back at such a critical moment.

"Why don't you dare? Who do you think you are? You're just a third-rate traditional aristocrat. If I hadn't been desperate, I wouldn't have taken refuge in such a despicable and stingy bastard like you. Bah!"

The liar spat in the face of Farthington Law Noel.

It has to be said that this dog-eat-dog scene opened the eyes of the wild elves.

The elder even sneered and sarcastically said: "Shall I give each of you a weapon, and you can settle your personal grievances here first?"

"I think it's a good idea." The eyes of the elf youth next to him shone slightly.

There's nothing more satisfying than watching two enemies fight each other up close.

As for things such as law, morality, and kindness, it will go as far as it goes at this time.

After all, revenge is purely to vent emotions, and of course it comes as it pleases.

As for those guys who always tell others to "keep calm and restraint", "hatred is not everything in life", "after revenge is over, there is only emptiness" and other bullshit, wait for them to experience being abused, beaten and imprisoned like cattle , After buying and selling, the attitude is guaranteed to be more extreme than anyone else, and the means of revenge are more cruel than anyone else.

As the saying goes, "Don't persuade others to be kind without others suffering."

There are many things that can only be understood by experiencing it personally.

Soon, under the instigation of the wild elves, the elder finally agreed to the suggestion of a duel, and threw two table knives for eating at their feet.

Strictly speaking, this tableware, which is only one or two fingers long, cannot be regarded as a real weapon.

But it is obviously enough to kill people.

After all, neither Farthington Rowe Noel nor the Liar wore any protection or armor.

The former originally wore a few magic items on his fingers and neck, but they were stripped off before he woke up.

Without any hesitation!

Don't dare to have any hesitation!

The two bent down to pick up the knife almost immediately.

After all, they have already torn their faces apart before, and they don't have any trust in each other at all, and they all regard each other as enemies.

So even if it's for self-defense, you have to get the weapon first.

But Farthington Law Noel and Liar, who were too nervous, obviously overlooked one point, that is, after picking up the knife, their threat level in the eyes of the other party instantly increased a lot.

Especially the latter, the physical condition is much better than the former.

So Farthington Rowe Noel's taut string called sanity suddenly snapped.

He didn't know what he was thinking, and suddenly he brandished a table knife and stabbed him.

The liar couldn't dodge in time, and a deep cut was cut on his arm in an instant, and blood gushed out instantly, staining his sleeves and clothes red.

Judging from the amount of bleeding, 80% of the blood was cut to an artery.

"You...you really want to kill me?!"

The liar's eyes widened and he growled furiously.

"No! No! You listen to my explanation!"

Realizing that he missed the blow, Farthington Law Noel suddenly panicked and backed away subconsciously.

As a result, he didn't notice that there was still a servant lying under his feet, and he was tripped and fell to the ground in an instant.

"go to hell!"

The scammer seized this opportunity, jumped up and brandished a table knife and stabbed the other party's throat and eyes fiercely.

Because he has been trained as a professional fighter, he knows that such a short weapon can only cause fatal injuries when it stabs the eyes, throat and heart.

Naturally, Farthington Law Noel could not sit still and wait for death. He quickly dropped the table knife in his hand, grabbed the opponent's right wrist tightly, and fell into a very dangerous close-to-body fight.

Just when the two were trying their best to reach each other and die, a sound of horseshoes suddenly came from the main entrance of the castle.

Through the window on the second floor, one can clearly see that it is a warrior wearing plate armor, and there seems to be a logo like a family crest on the chest.

This sudden human had obviously very good eyesight. He saw what was happening on the second floor at a glance, and immediately shouted: "Stop! Stop!"

It's a pity that the already red-eyed Farthington Law Noel and Liar dared to be distracted at the moment.

Seeing that he couldn't speak well, the soldier immediately got off his horse without saying a word, and rushed to the second floor at a very fast speed.

Along the way, I met several wild elves who wanted to stop them, but they knocked them to the ground in two or three hits.

Especially the flail with three heads in his hand, each head has additional magic damage of fire, cold and acid.

Once hit by any head, they will fall to the ground on the spot.

But the warrior obviously showed mercy, and didn't kill any of the wild elves, just knocked them down.

When he entered the room on the second floor, he directly pushed away the elf youth who was trying to stop him, and separated the two people on the ground.

After all this was done, the soldier gasped and asked, "Who can tell me what happened here?"

"Sir De Annies! Help! These damned elves want to kill me!"

Farthington Law Noel is worthy of being "the crumbs of the world". Seeing that he was an acquaintance, he immediately took a bite.

When the man named Sir De Annies heard this, he immediately turned his attention to the wild elves who were covered in bruises and had obviously suffered torture and abuse. He subconsciously frowned and asked, "Why are you doing this?"

"revenge!"

The elder gave the answer concisely.

"revenge?"

Sir De Annies had a puzzled look on his face.

"That's right! The guy behind you used the liar next to him to enter our tribe disguised as an injured person, and then poisoned the water and food while everyone was not paying attention, and finally wiped out everyone. He put us in the dungeon , intended to be sold to slave traders."

The elder didn't hide anything, and told the truth openly.

Because he could feel that the powerful human warrior in front of him didn't know.

What's more, all the tribe members are very weak due to starvation for too long.

If there is a war, let's not mention the result for the time being, the heavy casualties alone are enough to make the elders throw their hands at the mouse.

"what?!"

Sir De Annies' complexion changed instantly, he turned around and stared at the nobleman with whom he had a good personal relationship on weekdays.

He couldn't believe that Farthington Law Noel, who was always willing to lend him money to tide him over, was such a scumbag.

"No! That's not what I meant! I was just bewitched! Listen to me!"

Farthington Law Noel knelt down with a plop, clinging to Sir De Annies' thigh and weeping bitterly.

But it is a pity that the latter has seen through his essence, kicked him away, and said in a disgusted tone: "Go away! Damn slave trader! If I knew you were such a person, I would never You are allowed to step into Fort de Annies half a step. I will not agree to let Naria marry your son."

"You made the right choice, human."

Seeing this scene, the elder breathed a sigh of relief.

"Sorry to interrupt your vengeance, please continue. I have nothing to say about this kind of scum. But Farthington Law Noel's son Isiah should be innocent. He is only a child, and I hope to be able to Take him away."

Sir De Annies took the opportunity to make a request.

He originally planned to discuss with Farthington about the marriage of the two families this time, but now it seems that this is no longer necessary.

To marry into a family that made money by capturing and selling slaves would only bring dishonor to the honorable name of De Annies.

But out of pity, and his previous debt to Farthington, Sir De Annies decided to raise Isiah and teach him to be a good man of integrity and selflessness, rather than a complete scum like his father.

"No problem. The child is next door, and you can take him away at any time. In addition, this is a bottle of antidote, which can relieve the poisoned state that caused people to lose consciousness."

With that said, the elder handed a bottle of antidote to the other party.

After Sir De Annies took it and thanked him, he quickly poured it down to Isiah, who was only a teenager, and then picked him up and walked out of the castle without looking back.

No matter how much Farthington Law Noel cried and begged, he never looked back.

But he didn't notice that Isaiah in his arms had actually woken up a long time ago, and witnessed the scene where the elves chopped off his father's head, his eyes were full of anger and hatred.

This hatred is not only for those wild elves, but also for Sir De Annies who is holding him.

In the eyes of this immature boy, what Sir De Annies did was typical ungrateful and desperate.

Waiting for Sir Annies to disappear into the distant woods on horseback, the wild elves who have completed their revenge also embarked on the road back home, and the shadow assassin Yelinia who has been hiding in the dark finally appeared from the darkness, using The voice that only he could hear said to himself: "It's really pitiful. It seems that Sir De Annies may pay a heavy price for his kindness in the future."

"How miserable is it?"

Accompanied by a familiar voice, Zuo Si stepped through the portal and appeared on the balcony on the second floor of the castle.

Obviously, he didn't feel at ease to let the wild elf druid act by himself, so he specially asked the shadow assassin to follow secretly to prevent accidents.

Who could have imagined that the action that was going well at first would finally lead to Sir De Annies.

Judging from Isaiah's final reaction, he will definitely try to avenge his biological father when he grows up.

"Owner……"

Yelinia bent down respectfully and bowed, but she still couldn't help revealing a complicated look in her eyes.

But Zuo Si didn't care about it, and looked into the distance with great interest, and at the same time asked without looking back: "What do you want to say about Sir De Annies' actions?"

"have nothing to say.

He was so stupid to try to change a kid who had lived with Farthington Rowe Noel for more than ten years.

As everyone knows, Farthington has already educated Isiah to be as despicable as himself.

If nothing else, at most ten years, Isiah will definitely try to retaliate.

Even through some means to seek the property of Sir De Annies. "

Yelinia gave her judgment straightforwardly.

With the ability to hide in the shadows, she has already investigated this castle and the entire Luo Noel family these days, and she is very clear about Isiah's character and degree of evil.

"Is it only stupid? Why do I feel that you are feeling sorry for Sir De Annies?"

Zuo Si turned around and looked into the shadow assassin's eyes meaningfully.

The latter obviously felt a little guilty, and hurriedly lowered his head and denied, "No! That's just your illusion."

"Is it……"

Zuo Si deliberately dragged on for a long time, but did not continue to press.

With the power endowed by the [Shadow Servant] card, he could feel Yelinia's emotions, and he could even pay a small amount of mana to see through Yelinia's eyes when necessary.

Therefore, it can be clearly felt that this woman had the idea of ​​killing Isiah just now and eradicating future troubles for Sir De Annies.

It is precisely because of this that Zuo Si specially cast teleportation magic to rush over to see what happened.

The Shadow Assassin lowered his head and remained silent, with no intention of explaining at all.

The two stood there without saying a word for two or three minutes before Zuo Si broke the silence with a smile: "Come on, take me to the place where the castle's property is stored. Farthington Law Noel took all the money he earned through dirty means for most of his life, so as not to save Isiah in the end."

"As you wish."

Without saying a word, Yelinia immediately walked along the corridor like the connection between the first floor and the second floor.

After a while, they were both directly in front of a wall.

Zuo Si directly cast the detection spell, and quickly confirmed that there was a secret door behind the wall, and immediately opened it with a knocking spell.

moment!

A ladder leading straight up and down to the ground at the back was revealed.

Crouching inside along the ladder, he saw all kinds of gold and silver coins, precious stones and a small amount of jewelry piled up on the ground at a glance.

No need to ask, this is the vault of the Noel family.

Since Faerun does not have a bank in the strict sense, although the temple of the goddess of wealth Woking provides deposit and withdrawal services and converts cash into bills, it needs to pay a very high storage fee, and will not even pay a penny of interest .

Therefore, most of the properties of nobles and wealthy businessmen are kept in their homes and castles.

When building, almost all castles and luxury houses will reserve enough space in some places in advance for the owner to transform it into a vault.

After roughly estimating the quantity and value of this pile of things, Zuo Si immediately said with a smile: "About 450,000 gold coins. A quarter of them are precious stones, and some are made of mithril, fine gold, and cold iron." The precious metal currency only accounts for about half of the magic metals. There are also a few low-level magic items. It seems that Farthington Law Noel has indeed saved a lot of money by smuggling, trafficking in addictive drugs and slaves in recent years .”

Although in Amn, a property of more than 400,000 gold coins is really nothing to those top nobles and wealthy businessmen.

But for traditional aristocrats, it is definitely not a small sum of money.

This can be seen from the income of Sir De Annies' family castle and territory.

As the lord, the latter's annual messy income only adds up to 20,000 to 30,000 gold coins.

After deducting the cost of daily maintenance, repairs and hiring guards, as well as the salaries paid to the servants, plus various natural and man-made disasters in the territory that need to relieve farmers, there is no money left at all.

This is also the reason and reason why the emerging business aristocrats in Amn look down on the traditional aristocracy.

The traditional way of relying on land to obtain wealth is too primitive and low-level.

In the face of the huge profits that prosperous trade and commerce can earn, he is not even a younger brother.

In fact, most of the manors, castles and territories of commercial nobles have gradually evolved from the past purely for collecting taxes and food to the current places of leisure and entertainment.

Zuo Si directly opened the portal, allowing the goblins and undead creatures to remove the entire vault.

He himself left platinum, gold and silver coins.

The remaining silver coins and copper coins, which were large but not very valuable, were packed up and donated to the Irmat Temple in the poor area.

"Thank you for your kindness. Please rest assured that I will give this money to those who need it most. May the god of suffering bless your soul."

The priest, who was only wearing a tattered linen robe, gave his blessing with a smile on his face.

Because not long ago, Bernard had donated 20,000 gold coins, and with these things in front of him, the temple didn't need to worry about money for a long time.

He can relax and take in all the orphans who have lost their parents, and then raise them until they are old enough to be independent.

As the priest of the God of Suffering, the most important duty is to protect underage children.

"Please don't be polite. Compared to the help the God of Suffering has given me, this amount of money is nothing at all.

Oh, by the way, every morning in my mage's tower, there are special people who are responsible for teaching common language reading and writing, arithmetic, geography, and animal and plant identification.

If you have underage children here, consider sending them there for education.

After all, learning knowledge is one of the most effective ways to change destiny.

Had they been able to learn to read, write and count, they should have had no trouble finding a decent job when they grew up in Amn, where trade and commerce flourished.

It is much better than being a shadow thief, or being forced to become a beggar or a local hooligan doing nothing in the streets and alleys. "

Zuo Si gave advice with a sincere face.

In his opinion, for things like class, one sheep is herding, and a flock of sheep is herding.

Anyway, it is the phantom created by the consciousness of the mage tower who is responsible for teaching, and it will not be tired or bored at all.

How much they can learn depends on whether these children can realize the importance of knowledge by themselves.

Of course, if there is a smart enough kid, Zuo Si doesn't mind accepting him as an apprentice.

"Really? Are you willing to provide these orphans and poor children with the opportunity to receive education for free?" The priest of the God of Suffering widened his eyes in disbelief.

Zuo Si smiled and nodded: "Of course! And I will provide them with breakfast and lunch. If they are willing to participate in the afternoon weapons and combat training, they can also have another dinner."

"Hahahaha! This is great! Thank you for your generosity and kindness! You know I was still worrying about how to take care of so many orphans who lost their parents." The priest laughed happily, dancing and dancing.

"Oh? Listen to what you mean... there are many orphans here?" Zuo Si asked in an uncertain tone.

The priest sighed slightly, and responded bitterly: "There are at least forty more, and there may be more in the future.

Some children's parents died from gang struggles, and some got sick from eating unclean or rotten things, and finally left this world, leaving these helpless little poor to suffer alone.

Although I can provide them with food and clean drinking water, I will ensure that they will not die of starvation or thirst.

But nothing can be done about education.

Some children even began to worship Shadow Thief under the influence of the outside world, eager to become one of them.

They only saw the bright side of the shadow thieves, but they didn't see the terrible death and disability rate of those low-level shadow thieves.

But now it's all right, I have a chance to learn and change my destiny, I believe it should be able to put an end to this phenomenon.

After all, who would not want to be a decent and good person? "

"It's really hard work being a priest of the God of Suffering. I'm afraid it takes a lot of energy just to take care of these children every day?"

Zuo Si looked at the man in front of him with a little admiration, who was probably just over forty years old, but was already severely bald and looked very old.

It's different from those organizations on the earth who chanted all kinds of lofty slogans, but secretly did all kinds of dirty things.

This person is really practicing the teachings of Irmat, and regards saving and protecting children and bearing the pain for others as a supreme honor, even if the price is premature aging and death.

"Hard work? Maybe. But this world always needs someone to stand up and bear the suffering. Since I chose this path at the beginning, I will stick to it."

While saying these words, the priest's face full of vicissitudes revealed a trace of piety and holiness.

"You are a truly noble person, and you have always followed the benevolence and kindness advocated by the God of Suffering. If there is anything that needs help, please send someone to the Mage Tower to inform me. As long as I can, I will definitely not refuse. "

Zuo Si made a solemn promise.

The more I understand Irmat's church, the more I respect this group of people who are pure and free from low-level desires and interests.

Although he himself may never be able to do it, it does not prevent him from giving a little help within his ability.

The priest smiled and shook his head: "No, you are too much. I just did what I should do.

Also, if you don't mind, can you tell me about that new sect of the goddess of poison and disease that was recently established nearby?

They often come here to tell the civilians and the poor about hygiene knowledge and how to prevent plague.

Occasionally, the sick are treated for free.

To be honest, if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I couldn't believe that this is what a group of Talona priests did. "

Zuo Si replied with a smile without thinking: "You mean Ilze's sect? Don't worry, they are just a group of young people who are practicing new teachings."

"New doctrine?"

The priest of the God of Suffering showed a look of incomparable surprise on his face.

If it came from someone else's mouth, he wouldn't believe a word at all.

But the problem is that Zuo Si is not an ordinary person, but a chosen one of Talona, ​​the goddess of poison and disease, and a mortal recognized by Irmat.

"Yes, new doctrine. There is a young man named Ilzer who believes that poison and disease should not only be evil, but like magic, knowledge, and nature, they are full of good and evil. So he broke away from Originally, the church in Amn planned to establish a sect with a neutral or even good alignment." Zuo Si patiently explained.

To be honest, he was also at a loss as to what Talona had been doing recently, and he had no idea what this goddess wanted to do.

"It sounds...it seems to be good news! If a god of the evil camp changes to a neutral camp, it will be a good thing for the whole world."

A gleam of joy appeared on the face of the priest of the God of Suffering.

Although the emergence of this new sect has to some extent snatched away some believers who should have belonged to Irmat.

"I hope so."

Zuo Si shrugged indifferently, and quickly got up to leave.

The priest of the God of Suffering quickly gathered the children who were playing around the simple temple and announced to them the "good news" that they could receive education.

Although the Faerun continent is not like the European Middle Ages, receiving education is completely the privilege of nobles and clergy, but it is also not an easy task.

So the children clapped happily and desperately.

It's just that the younger ones are more eager to learn knowledge, while the older ones are eager to learn a skill or craft.

The latter is more realistic and wants to get rid of this embarrassing state of "living under the fence" as soon as possible.

But the priest didn't care about these.

For him, as long as these children don't become members of Shadow Thief or other criminal organizations in the future, he will be considered as having accomplished his mission well.

leftover……

Just leave everything to fate to decide.

The biggest characteristic of the Irmat Church is that it never uses these children, nor does it expect any benefits they can bring to itself after they develop in the future.

Just pure giving, never eager to get anything in return from the person being helped.

(end of this chapter)