At that time, Zuo Si only needs to provide a little help, and the new faction can easily win and take the entire country into its pocket.

The more he thought about it, the more Usiah felt that compared to his master's seemingly casual, but actually thorough, obscure and difficult-to-discover conspiracy, he was still too immature and superficial. He needed to study more to keep up with his master's thinking, and even more so.

Good service to the master.

Finally, after twenty minutes of arguing, the six-member council finally made a decision.

That is, the Masked Mage Guild and the Shadow Thieves each send some people to secretly form a few elite teams, and then hire a few elite adventurers to clean out these damn octopus heads in a way that does not alert other people as much as possible.
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As for the paladins of the Knights of the Burning Heart, they were eliminated from the beginning.

They are not suitable for engaging in such secretive activities at all, and they do not understand what it means to be suitable. They also like to be more serious about everything, and if they do not do well, they will definitely make a fuss.

After the representative of the Shadow Thieves Guild left with the order he had just signed, the remaining five people turned their attention to the suitcase placed on the table.

About three to five seconds later, Selzer Salem Quant, who had the highest status in the Council and held the most power, asked: "What is in this box?"

"It's food, food that is enough to destroy the enthusiasm for agricultural production in Sambia." Usua replied with a smile.

"You mean...this is a huge space magic equipment?"

Another member's eyes widened in disbelief.

Although space magic equipment such as dimensional bags are not scarce in Faerun and are sold in many towns with wizard towers or red-robed wizard concessions, generally speaking, the space and total amount inside are not too large.

At least the Masked Mage Guild cannot yet produce magic items that can hold tens of millions of tons of food in one go like a large warehouse complex.

To be precise, this is no longer a magic item, but more like a small permanent portal connected to the demiplane.

Especially for Amn merchants who are keen on trading, such a box is absolutely as good as any known artifact.

Uthea smiled slightly and did not answer directly. Instead, he stepped forward and opened the box in front of everyone.

Instantly!

The five six-member council members present were all shocked and their mouths opened.

In a huge sealed space, there were densely packed bags of processed and packaged snow-white flour, shelled rice, ground oats and barley, as well as full-grained soybeans, chickpeas, broad beans, and

Some golden-yellow dried coarse particles that have been ground and cannot be identified as to what kind of crops they are.

Regardless of the variety or quantity, they have reached a level that is simply unimaginable in the primitive and backward agriculture of Faerûn.

Gudong!

Selzer swallowed subconsciously and asked in a slightly trembling voice: "How much food is there?"

Uthiah answered without thinking: "Together, the total is 40 million tons.

According to the owner's calculations, including serfs, the entire territory of Sambia has a population of approximately 2.5 million to 3 million.

Annual grain consumption will not exceed 1.8 million tons at most.

But here there is enough for them to consume for more than 20 years.

As long as they sell at low prices regardless of cost and keep the country's food prices at a time when the output is far lower than the input, those manor owners will start to stop growing food and switch to growing other vegetables, fruits or simply raising poultry and livestock.

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By that time, if we suddenly stop supplying cheap food, or even start to purchase food at high prices and raise the price of food, the entire Sambia will fall into unprecedented chaos.

Their economic structure and social order will be completely destroyed, and countless serfs and civilians who cannot survive will rise up. Conspirators and careerists will use this power to seize the opportunity to occupy towns and villages.

When warlords everywhere fall into civil war, both businessmen and manor owners will sell off their properties at extremely low prices.

Merchants in Amn can earn profits by selling high-priced grains while acquiring valuable and potential industries.

After plundering all the wealth accumulated over the years in Sambia in a legal way, then support an obedient warlord to defeat other competitors to complete the unification.

When the war ends, Sambia will be completely controlled by Amn merchants from land to industry and commerce, becoming a seemingly independent country, but in fact it has become an economic colony.

If you divide your interests a little bit, just like the meat bones that an owner feeds to a dog, and support a group of local vested interest groups, Amn will be able to firmly control Sambia and use it as a stronghold to dominate the world.

The expanding power along the Xinghai coast."

There is no doubt that the grand blueprint drawn by Uthiah, as well as the fact that Faerûn has never staged a large-scale trade war directly targeting a country, deeply shocked the six-member council present.

Since they have been engaged in trading activities for a long time, these people are very aware of the possible impact of price fluctuations on production.

Especially with such a one-time investment of 40 million tons of grain, not to mention Sambia, a country with a population of only 2.5 to 3 million, is the Kingdom of Cormyr with a population of 13 to 4 million next door.

will inevitably be affected.

What is a big deal?

What does it mean to hurt others with your own merits?

How to play a cruel capital game without bloodshed?

Zuo Si taught these supreme rulers of Amn a lesson with practical actions.

At present, no member of the six-member council, including Selzer Salem, doubts that this trade war against archrival Sambia will fail.

Because the "ammunition" they have in their hands is too sufficient, enough to overthrow most countries on Faerûn.

Of course, there are exceptions to countries like Sayre, which are ruled by red-robed wizards as dictators.

After a long silence, Selzer finally recovered from the indescribable shock, slowly closed the suitcase placed on the table, and said in a rather emotional voice: "Your Excellency Soth is really

He kept his promise and gave us an unparalleled and huge surprise so quickly. Please rest assured that we will make good use of the food and ensure that he will not suffer a loss. Finally, please be sure to convey the gratitude of the six-member council."
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"You are so polite. The master has always cherished the close cooperation with you all, and hopes that this good relationship can be maintained forever." Usiah said politely with a smile.

"This is our honor. In fact, Lord Soth has already been an indispensable member of Askatra and Amn. Perhaps at an appropriate time in the future, we will add a seat to allow six people to review

It will become seven people, allowing him to participate in the country's decision-making."

Selzer Salem made a big promise straightforwardly.

Because the vast amount of food in the box and the hell fiend in front of him who presented himself as a servant made him realize that it was time to give Zuo Si more power and status.

After all, it is no longer Zuo Si who needs Amn, but Amn who cannot live without him.

Although the meeting between Uthiah and the six-member council was not very pleasant at the beginning, in the end it turned out to be a scene where the guests and hosts enjoyed themselves.

The latter doesn't care at all that the former is a terrible devil, and even shakes hands and hugs him, which is really full of irony.

Facts have once again proved that profit-seeking businessmen don’t care about good or evil, let alone who they cooperate with, as long as the other party can bring them enough benefits.

……

At the same time, Zuo Si in the mage tower is currently having a conversation with the legendary elf magic archer to determine the future relationship between the two parties.

Having just finished reading the information on Eternal Meeting Island provided by Kelben, as well as the two portraits of the missing elf magic shooter, Lantis sighed helplessly and said: "Sorry, I think these two people are no big deal to me.

relationship."

"Oh? Why do you say that? I think the second one looks quite similar to you." Zuo Si asked curiously.

Obviously, in his eyes, most golden elf men have similar facial features and looks, at least there is no obvious difference just from the comparison of the portraits.

Lantis quickly shook his head and corrected: "No, no, no, it's completely different.

Please note that the magic shooter has lines extending backward from the corners of his eyes, but I don’t have any at all.

And his fingers are a little longer than mine, so the bow-drawing action must be different.

It seems that I am not a native of this world, but come from other planes."

"Okay. So what are your plans for the future?"

Zuo Si obviously did not intend to dwell too much on this issue, but took the initiative to change the topic.

"Plan? Well... to be honest, I don't know either. Because I have no memory of what happened in the past. I don't even know when I was captured and controlled by the Mind Flayer. Now I can only take one step at a time.

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When saying these words, Lantis's eyes showed helplessness and confusion.

Although he lived in the mage tower, he would occasionally go out on adventures with the half-orc Rhett, the pyromancer Alena, and the dwarf berserker Korgan. From time to time, he would also teach the little werewolves who wanted to become rangers how to shoot crossbows.

On the surface, things seem to be going well, but on the inside, I am always lonely.

Because this legendary elf magic shooter lacks a clear goal in life and just lives for the sake of living.

Zuo Si was keenly aware of this and immediately proposed with great interest: "Would you like to be my follower? Like Davian, who is immortal, you can travel with me to different time and space to explore things that have never been seen before.

Are you going to fight against all kinds of powerful enemies in this plane?"

"Follower?"

Lantis raised his head and his eyes shone slightly.

He has always seen Davian's earth-shaking changes in recent times, and he cannot understand at all how this loyal and brave warrior managed to undergo such earth-shaking changes in such a short period of time.

Especially the surging power of the fire element in the dragon form, the Elf Demon Archer once thought that this was a lord from the fire element plane.

"Yes, follower.

I possess a very special ability that can transform any living thing into another state that is incomprehensible to normal people.

In this state, even if you are killed, you will only disappear for a while, and you will be reborn soon.

And I can also make my followers stronger by paying some prices.

Since you feel overwhelmed and confused about your life and future, how about letting me give it a goal?

At least the situation will certainly not be worse than maintaining the status quo."
To be continued...