"Master, I smell a conspiracy. That moon elf woman must be trying to hide something." The little devil, who remained invisible, lowered his voice and whispered to his ear.
Zuo Si rolled his eyes angrily: "I know this even if you don't tell me.
In the continent of Faerûn, there are not many people who know the Entanglement Talisman, and even fewer people are willing to take huge risks to fight a group of legendary undead spellcasters.
After you go back and collect and sort out the information, you should be able to lock in a rough range.
But considering that it is indeed a good idea to bring down the entire Masked Mage Guild.
So I think the advantages of forming an alliance with Zenora clearly outweigh the disadvantages.
What's more, this "Book of Sandstorm" does record a lot of interesting magic.
For example, let a creature die of dehydration, set off a small sandstorm to obscure the enemy's sight, or let the high-speed flying sand tear a creature into pieces alive."
"My dear master, you are too easily bribed." The little devil curled his lips and complained.
Through these few months of observation, it understood how low Zuo Si's resistance was to spells, knowledge and various strange magic items.
Many times, as long as the other party pays a few books and notes, he can win the favor of his master to a certain extent.
But Zuo Si shrugged his shoulders indifferently: "The reason why you have such an illusion is because you don't understand the value of knowledge.
Every spell invented, no matter how strong or weak it is, embodies the creator's unique understanding and knowledge of magic.
Through learning, I can draw inspiration from it and broaden my horizons and knowledge.
Compared with what you get, those compromises and concessions are nothing.
And...
Who said you can’t fall out after getting benefits?”
Upon hearing these words, the little devil was instantly shocked by his master's evil, despicable, shameless and greedy nature.
You must know that even the devil in hell will not turn his back immediately after receiving the benefits.
Even if you fall out, you will find a more "legitimate" excuse.
But what about Zuo Si?
I don’t even bother to find an excuse.
For a moment, the little devil finally realized the gap between himself and his master. An expression of admiration even appeared on his face, and all kinds of praises poured out of his mouth.
But it was a pity that Zuo Si did not pay attention to his magic pet, but quickly put away the "Book of Sandstorm", put on his hood again, and walked straight out of the sewer entrance.
Now that he has come out, he simply plans to go to the administrative district building first, find the six-person council to get his reward, and take a look at the current situation of Bernard and the chamber of commerce he runs.
According to Wilmes' report, the young businessman who was flexing his muscles recently had a conflict with some guys of unknown origin, so he borrowed the half-orc Rhett and the pyromancer Alena.
Since there was no further news, Zuo Sisi wanted to inquire in person to see who was so impatient that he dared to make trouble on his head.
After passing through the bustling Woking shopping area and the chaotic Bridge area, Zuo Si soon arrived at the municipal building.
After identifying himself to the guard, he was immediately led by the other party to an independent office on the third floor.
As soon as he walked in, he found that sitting inside was his "old acquaintance" Sir Crispian.
Without saying a word, the lawful evil noble stood up and gave Zuo Si a warm hug, then laughed and said: "Sir Soth, you are finally back. You must know that the six-person council has many instructions and instructions.
, I must prepare a grand celebration banquet for you."
"Banquet?"
Zuo Si blinked his eyes in confusion.
"Yes! Banquet!"
Sir Crispian touched the two mustaches on his lips and explained: "Although I take all the credit on myself, the six-person council obviously has its own intelligence channels.
They know that you were behind everything from the attack on the envoy to the successful attack on Baldur's Gate trade.
In particular, the method of forcing opponents to make concessions without starting a war has made many nobles and large chambers of commerce see another possibility.
Therefore, there are many powerful family leaders in the government, and they all hope to exchange their thoughts and experiences with you face to face.
Of course, in return, you will also gain the friendship of these families and even the chamber of commerce.
In addition, everyone attending the banquet must spend 10,000 gold coins to purchase a ticket.
And all this money will become your personal property after the banquet is over."
"That's it! No problem, I'm very happy to share some experiences in this area."
When he heard that there were a lot of gold coins available, Zuo Si agreed without even thinking about it.
What a joke!
That’s ten thousand gold coins per person!
Even if there were only a few dozen people present, he could still count the money until his hands cramped.
What's more, you can get to know many of Amn's top ruling class and powerful people.
Only a fool would refuse to agree.
"Hahahaha! I knew you wouldn't refuse. The date is set for three days later, and the venue is a manor in my family's territory. It just so happens that the castle that belongs to you is quite close to my manor.
It only takes half a day to ride a horse."
Sir Crispian laughed and gave the specific time and place.
It can be seen that he is very concerned about this matter, and he can't wait to cook the raw rice into cooked rice.
After all, inviting so many top dignitaries from Amn to your territory is a symbol of identity, status and prestige.
Coupled with the fact that this negotiation resulted in a favorable contract that surprised countless people, it can be said that the political future is already bright.
Zuo Si also responded with a smile: "I am very happy to be a neighbor with you. Maybe you won't believe it, but I haven't seen my territory yet."
"Oh? That's really inappropriate.
You must know that the castles and manors that Bernard transferred to your name are the most fertile, rich and good places with well-established water resources and irrigation systems.
Even dams have been built along the river to prevent floods.
And as a noble, you have to live in your own territory for at least several months a year, fully enjoying the leisurely pastoral life, hunting and social activities.
In addition, as a lord, you can also exercise many privileges on your own land, and even pronounce the life or death of an erring servant or farmer.
That feeling of having the power of life and death can never be felt in the city of Ascaltra.
A powerful spellcaster like you can even organize the young adults and militia in the manor to hunt the nearby tribes of goblins, orcs, half-orcs and gnolls..."
Speaking of this, Sir Crispian suddenly paused, then lowered his voice and whispered into Zuo Si's ear: "In fact, we can also catch those wild elf tribes who live in the woods and mountains. As far as I know
As we know, the Ronor family has been secretly hunting elves, and then selling them to Calimshan in the south to make money."
The Ronoll family?
Hearing this name, Zuo Si's DNA instantly moved.
Because the other party really didn’t leave a good impression in his mind.
Smuggling, drug trafficking, slave trading, colluding with evil forces, and using marriage contracts to embezzle the territory and property of orphans and widows.
It can be said that the Ronoll family basically doesn't do anything that has anything to do with people.
Although in Amn, where money is paramount, there are many nobles and businessmen engaged in illegal business.
Especially smuggling, almost every family is involved to some extent.
But there are probably not many people who can be as evil as the Ronoll family, so pure, thorough, and inhumane.
After all, Faerûn is a country with gods.
Moreover, Ascaltra also has a law enforcement agency of the Knights of the Fiery Heart, which is composed entirely of paladins.
Most nobles and wealthy businessmen will pay more or less attention to the social impact when they do immoral things.
This is why they are keen to donate to various charities.
Thinking of this, Zuo Si's eyes flashed with a hint of amusement, and he said with a smile: "Please be sure to invite the Ronoll family to the banquet. I am very, very interested in them."
"No problem! In fact, Duke Farsington Ronoll has wanted to reserve a place with me for a long time. However, his family is not qualified to participate in this level of banquet, so I have never agreed. But if you
If you nod, you can open a small back door for him."
Sir Crispian obviously didn't realize what Zuo Si wanted to do, so he happily agreed.
Of course, even if I knew, I wouldn’t care too much.
Even though the Ronoll family has the title of Duke, it is actually just a small family that has just transformed from a traditional aristocracy to a commercial aristocracy.
No matter in terms of wealth or influence, he is not in the upper class at all.
When the country of Amn was first established, in order to win over landowners with large territories and private armies, a wholesale sale of noble titles was conducted.
Regardless of whether the family was a noble before, as long as the family controls a sufficient area of ​​land and has a certain number of militiamen, then you can obtain a document from them proving their "legal" status.
The direct consequence of this behavior is that titles such as duke and earl that should originally belong to high-level nobles are rampant, and they are the least valuable among all the countries in the entire Faerûn continent.
To be continued...