"It doesn't matter. Go and do your work first. We'll talk about it later in the room."

Sir Crispian also seems to have discovered that it is not safe to talk about private matters in such a crowded place.

Because besides him, the Amn envoy also includes members from several other wealthy and powerful families.

Walking through the noisy hotel lobby, Zuo Si quickly came to the man who invited him and asked straight to the point in an uncertain tone: "What is your name?"

"My name is Xi Manmeng. Nice to meet you, distinguished elector." The man said his name with a smile.

"Xi Manmeng? Are you the Lord of the Dark Castle who is called Mansong's right-hand man?" Zuo Si had an extremely surprised expression on his face.

Although the man in front of him is not as well-known among the Zhentarim as his teacher Manzon or the electorate of Bane, the god of tyranny, Fuzor Chambery, he is still not to be underestimated.
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Especially the several counterattacks against the Harper Alliance, both in planning and execution, were perfect.

Xi Manmeng nodded slightly: "Yes, it's me. But you'd better not take those rumors too seriously. Because there are a lot of confusing fake news, which I personally spread to confuse the enemy.

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"Then why did you travel across most of the West Heartland region to Candlekeep? Don't tell me that you just came to say hello." Zuo Si probed with interest.

"I have two main purposes for coming here. One is to express my gratitude for not killing Clarice, but for releasing her back. The other is to hope that we can reach some cooperation intentions with you."

Manmeng expressed her intention with a smile.

Polite, elegant, and with a gentle and magnetic voice...

I'm afraid it's hard for people who don't know anything to imagine that such a person would be a high-ranking member of the Zhentarim and the mastermind of countless conspiracies.

"Cooperation? You haven't settled the score for trying to ambush me last time in Lucky Valley, and now you actually want to talk about cooperation with me?" Zuo Si sneered with pretended disdain.

Neither the Zhentarim nor the Harpers Alliance are good things in his opinion.

Half of the crises and troubles in Faerûn are directly or indirectly related to these two organizations, or even caused by them.

Xi Manmeng had obviously expected this scene, and immediately took out a beautifully made book that was 30 centimeters high, 20 centimeters wide, and 2 centimeters thick from the backpack he carried with him and handed it directly to Zuo Si.

"This is Mr. Manson's apology for the last incident. I think it should be able to calm your anger and clear up the little misunderstanding between us."

"Oh--really?"

Zuo Si deliberately made a long sound, stretched out his hand and touched the secret lock on the silver cover of the iron envelope.

The next second...

This seemingly unremarkable book was easily opened.

When he saw the content inside, Zuo Si immediately showed a strange expression and continued to speed up the reading.

Because this is a spell book that records many spells from the first to the seventh level, and it is very comprehensive.

Even comparisons like [Mage's Mansion], [Spell Reversal], [Energy Immunity], [Weather Control], [Limited Wishes], [War Body], [Elemental Body], [Spell Matrix] etc.

The rare seven-ring magic is included.

In addition, although this book looks very thin, it is a thousand pages long and is obviously made with very powerful magical power.

You must know that ordinary spell books are only two to three hundred pages at best.

If you run out of blank pages, you have to buy another one, or add new blank pages to the original spell book through magic and craftsmanship. Each additional page costs about one hundred gold coins in material fees.
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Therefore, most mages who are high enough in level and master enough spells will often have more than one spell book.

"A "Bokabu Blessing Book" that records almost most of the magic from one to seven rings. I think this is enough to reflect the sincerity of Lord Mansong." Xi Manmeng raised the corner of his mouth and said meaningfully.<

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Zuo Si nodded with a satisfied smile on his face: "You are right. I have forgotten the insignificant little misunderstanding before."

As the name suggests, "Bokabu Blessing Book" refers to the spell book blessed by Bokabu.

Bocabu is the god of magic in the world next door to "Grey Eagle".

The spell book blessed by him is undoubtedly the most desired treasure of all mages.

After all, powerful legendary mages like those can easily master hundreds or even thousands of spells, which would require as many as ten or twenty books to record in ordinary spell books.

It can be replaced with "Bokabu Blessing Book", which is estimated to be completed in three to four books.

It is very convenient to carry or search.

Zuo Si once asked Elsa, the magic item merchant, that Aurora Magic Store occasionally sells this kind of treasure from another world.

However, the price is often as high as tens of thousands of gold coins.

And once it arrives, it will be bought within minutes, so even if you have money, you may not be able to grab it.

Seeing that he had successfully bribed the other party with the gift he had carefully prepared, Xi Manmeng's eyes flashed with a trace of unnoticeable pride, and he continued: "In that case, let's talk about cooperation.

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"Cooperation? What cooperation?" Zuo Si asked deliberately pretending to be stupid. "I just said that I had forgotten the previous misunderstanding, but I did not say that I would cooperate with your infamous Zhentarim."

There is no doubt that the smile on Xi Manmeng's face froze at this sudden betrayal, and he froze in place for a long time without being able to utter a single word from his mouth.

He never dreamed that Zuo Si, a chosen one of the gods, could be so shameless and turned against him as soon as he received the gift.

"Pfft hahaha! I never thought you would be here today!"

Along with a burst of laughter, an old man with gray hair and beard who was sitting not far away and wearing a wizard's hat stood up and walked over slowly.

The moment Xi Manmeng saw the old man, his pupils expanded rapidly uncontrollably, and his hands subconsciously made spell-casting movements. His reaction was as if he had encountered a natural enemy.

But in the end, he still did not dare to make any threats. Instead, he stood up and saluted respectfully: "It is a great honor to meet you in Candlekeep, Lord Elminster."

Obviously, the visitor is none other than Elminster, the famous First Chosen One of the Goddess of Magic, the Great Sage of the Valley of Shadows, and one of the most famous legendary mages in Faerun.

"How is your teacher Manson doing recently? I heard that since the rise of the Cyric Church, his control over Zhentil Castle has become weaker and weaker." The old man asked pretending to be kind.<

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Through the information provided by the Harper Alliance, he knew very well that Manson's life was not easy now.

Therefore, this method is deliberately used to stimulate Xi Manmeng, causing him to act irrationally when angry, such as actively attacking himself.

In this way, one of the most threatening "inner ring" members of the Zhentarim can be legitimately eliminated.

It's a pity that Xi Manmeng is not a fuel-efficient lamp, and immediately responded calmly: "Thank you for your concern, the teacher is fine now. Those stupid and crazy guys from Cyric's church have no chance of being his opponent."
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"Yeah, that's really regrettable. If there's nothing else, could you please stay away? I'm going to have a voter-to-voter conversation with this young man."

Elminster unceremoniously expelled the Zhentarim executive in front of him who made him feel uncomfortable.

"No problem, I'll leave right away."

Without saying a word, Xi Manmeng immediately turned around and left the hotel, disappearing into the night.

He didn't dare to take a gamble on whether the first choice of the Magic Goddess really wouldn't do anything.

You must know that Elminster is one of the spell casters in Faerun who has participated in the most spell duels. He has experience and methods that others can't imagine. The number of high-level spell casters who have died at his hands is simply too many to count.<

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Even if Mansong himself comes, there is no guarantee that he will escape unscathed from this old man who has lived for more than a thousand years.

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This is why Elminster's spellcasting level is not high among many legendary mages, but no one dares to underestimate him.

Many times in battles between mages, spellcasting level does not mean everything.

As Xi Manmeng left, Zuo Si quickly focused all his attention on the old man in front of him.

He could feel that the other person's body contained the same amazing divine power as his own.

If nothing else, it is the silver fire given to the electorate by the goddess of magic.

Similarly, Elminster also clearly "observed" the two divine powers contained in Zuo Si's body, and his wrinkled old face showed undisguised shock.

Especially the trace of the divine power of Baal, the God of Murder, almost made him think that he had met a son of God.

But soon, he realized that this was the remaining divine power in the heart, which was used to restrain the goddess of poison and disease.

As long as this divine power exists, Talona can't easily detonate the terrible viruses, bacteria and toxins in the body's furnace.

The two stared at each other like this for a full minute. Finally, it was Elminster who took the lead to break the silence, took out his beloved pipe and asked with a smile: "Do you mind if I smoke a pack of cigarettes?"

"Please."

Zuo Si shrugged his shoulders indifferently.

If he were actually on earth, he would definitely stop anyone who tried to smoke within thirty meters, and scold the other person for being unethical and increasing his chances of contracting lung cancer for no reason.

But now...

Nothing matters anymore.

Because the things contained in Zuo Si's body are much more harmful than the tar and nicotine produced by burning tobacco.
To be continued...