After all, with the support of a powerful empire behind you, both safety and supplies will be guaranteed.

Silinxi obviously knew what the "young man" who was only a few hundred years old next to her was thinking, and nodded with a smile: "You are right.

Today's Faerûn continent is an era that completely belongs to humans.

Therefore, we cannot do whatever we want like hundreds of years ago.

Otherwise, countries and city-states dominated by humans will unite to suppress and suppress us.

In order to avoid this situation from happening, it is necessary to try not to touch the most sensitive nerves of human beings as much as possible in the process of recovering Cormanthor.

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If the West Coast Empire supports our military actions and openly admits that the land still belongs to the elves, then other surrounding forces will never dare to act rashly under the former's powerful military, economic and political deterrent.

Don't forget, the Sea of ​​the Moon is now the territory of Fuzor Chamberry.

I don't think the voters of Bane, the god of tyranny, will be happy about Cormanthor's restoration.

Quite the opposite!

He may be one of the many enemies we need to face.

In addition, the Haunted City in the Eno Oak Desert also needs to be vigilant.

Based on my experience in dealing with the great arcanists of the Netherese era, once these arrogant guys feel that you are a threat, they will not hesitate to use force."

"Damn it! So after excluding the drow entrenched in the ruins of the city and the forest, we still have to deal with threats from the outside?"

Severil held his forehead and showed a very embarrassed expression.

After all, he only had 5,000 people despite all his resources.

Counting the elves and half-elves in Cormanthor, the total would not exceed eight thousand.

But what about the enemy?

There are tens of thousands of dark elves alone, and there are also a large number of ogres, orcs, gnolls, goblins and other monsters to deal with.

As for the army of Zhentil Keep and the City of Shadows, they were not carefully considered from the beginning.

"Now you know how dangerous this journey is, right?

I can only hope that the names of the West Coast Empire and Thos can intimidate each other before recovering Myth Drannor and restarting the Mystery Lock.

Otherwise, we will have to retreat temporarily."

While saying these words, Silinxi stood on the deck of the gunboat and looked towards the endless sea in the distance. She let the strong air flow blow her hair, and her eyes suddenly became serious and deep.

"Oh - I hope everything goes well."

Severil sighed slightly and looked at the knights riding giant dragons flying around the airship to escort them, and couldn't help but reveal a hint of envy.

You must know that a long time ago, elves also briefly rode dragons to participate in battles.

The only difference was that they were two-legged pets belonging to the dragon, while the knights in front of them were the dragon's partners and even masters.

Whether flying or fighting, the knight will always dominate.

If possible, Severil would be like getting a dragon of his own, no matter how huge the price is.

Maybe after Cormanthor returns to the country, he can rely on his close relationship with the West Coast Empire to take out some high-level magic items passed down from his family in exchange for a dragon egg or a newborn dragon, and then piece by piece

Its feeding is great.

Thinking of this, his heart felt as if a fire had been ignited and he became excited.

However, what these elves didn't know was that just as they were about to pass through the sky above Sambia, an uninvited guest came to the mage tower aggressively and asked Zuo Sixing for his crime.

He is none other than Fuzor Chambery, who has unified the city-states along the Moon Sea and is working hard to build a kingdom of his own.

The voters of Bane, the god of tyranny, started asking questions as soon as they met: "Why do you want to help those damn pointy-eared elves return to Cormanthor? Didn't we agree before that that land will belong to me in the future?"

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"Aren't you fighting openly and secretly with the City of Shadows now? Are you still in the mood to care about the ownership of Cormanso?" Zuo Si asked with a sneer.

You must know that during the time when he was paying attention to Azeroth and studying the Elven Mysteries and Magical Ritual, the entire continent of Faerûn was not peaceful at all.

In the north, the conflict between the City of Shades and the Zhentarim has reached a fever pitch.

On average, one or two small-scale conflicts and secret battles break out every week.

According to Ximanmeng's description, there were as many as three to four hundred spies who disappeared in the desert alone.

This shows that the conflict between the two sides is getting closer to the critical point, and a full-scale war may break out at any time.

If Ovo hadn't brought the floating city to give the supreme city lord Telamante a little shock before, the fight would have started by now.

"Why don't you care? If I build a force next to the West Coast Empire that may be your enemy at any time, what will you do?"

Fuzuoer Chamberry's tone revealed strong dissatisfaction and anger.

In his opinion, the other party's behavior was simply a naked and undisguised betrayal and provocation, which was absolutely unacceptable and intolerable.

But Zuo Si didn't take it seriously at all. He was sitting on the sofa playing with a newly born lion cub, and responded without raising his head: "I will skip this insignificant force and go directly to the first place."

Kill you, and then turn it into a vassal that obeys my orders. What, do you want to try it? I suggest you start with Tumis and see how I will deal with such trouble."

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Fuzuoer Chamberry's face changed and became extremely ugly.

With his IQ, how could he not realize that this was a complete threat and intimidation? His attitude suddenly changed from the previous arrogance to caution. He narrowed his eyes and asked, "What exactly do you want to do?"

"What do you think of the situation in the north now?"

Zuo Si touched the little lion's head with a half-smiling expression.

"Do you even need to ask?

Since the return of the City of Shades, there has not been a day of peace in the entire Aenook Desert.

Under the guise of rebuilding Netheril, they unscrupulously infiltrated all surrounding cities and villages.

There are already many undercurrents surging within the cities in the Moon Sea, and rebellions may break out at any time."

As soon as he mentioned the City of Shadows, Fuzoul Chamberry immediately became furious and recounted all the recent actions of this powerful enemy.

Although Zhentil Keep and the Zhentarim are regarded by the outside world as evil forces that cannot be offended, they are the kind of masterminds who will trigger a series of chain reactions just by hearing their names.

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After all, the entire organization only has three top combat powers: Fuzoul Chambery, the legendary priest and electorate, Manson's clone, and the double-minded Simon Simon.

It is not at the same level as being able to easily dispatch a dozen ghost princes with legendary levels.

Therefore, after the return of Shade City, Zhentil Keep and the Zhentarim should not be completely suppressed.

The former presses forward step by step and continuously shrinks the latter's sphere of influence, constantly weakening its strength through small-scale conflicts and assassinations.

It has to be said that playing conspiracies with such a group of legendary mages who are calm, rational and possessing extremely high intelligence level, Fu Zouer Chambery just feels that his brain is completely insufficient, and several actions have ended in failure without exception.

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As for the losses of Zhentil Keep and Zhentarim during this period, Zuo Si had already received a detailed report from Ximanmon. He pursed his lips and said, "In that case, why do you hold back the elves' return to Cormanthor?"

How could there be so much hostility?

Do you think that with the character of the elf, he would form an alliance with the City of Shadows?

Or do you think Shade City will watch helplessly as the elves once again reactivate Myth Drannor's powerful magical mythos?

The answer is obviously no.

There is an inherent incompatibility between these two forces.

Therefore, it is only a matter of time before they break out into conflict or even war.

So you shouldn't think of elves as enemies, but as potential allies against the City of Shades.

After all, you are the one who is at a disadvantage and needs outside help now."

"So you think I'm being unreasonable and I have to thank you?"

Fuzoul Chamberry instantly laughed angrily.

Although this was not the first time he had seen Zuo Si's sophistry that confuses right and wrong, he was still pushed to a new level by the other party's shameless remarks.

Anyone who is not a fool can see that this cooperation between the West Coast Empire and Yongju Island is actually to plant a nail in the already tense situation in the north. Whoever is stronger will unite with one party to suppress the other.

To put it bluntly, Zhentil Castle and the City of Shadows are consuming each other's strength in constant battles. No one can truly win the final victory and unify the north.

The elves can gain a kingdom from this deal, as well as influence and voice on the continent of Faerûn.

The West Coast Empire can use such proxy wars to defeat potential competitors without a single blow, while gaining a close ally to reach out to the Moon Sea.

When he thought that the three countries of Cormyr, Sembia and Cormanthor would become vassals and allies of the West Coast Empire, Fuzole Chambery couldn't help but feel a shiver down his spine.

It doesn't take much, as long as these three countries can unite, his expansion plan to establish an empire will become a delusion that can never be realized.

"You're welcome. We are all voters of Bane, the god of tyranny. We should help each other."

Zuo Si had a faint smile on his face, clearly confident.
To be continued...