After figuring out the cause and effect of the matter, Zuo Si took a deep breath to let his rising blood pressure drop slightly. He raised his head and stared into Alena's eyes: "Is there anything else you want to explain?"
"No. I admit that I did overreact at the time, but these guys are not innocent."
Alaina did not try to quibble, and openly admitted the mistakes she had made.
After all, she had promised to only drink and not cause trouble.
But unfortunately, as a person who is used to doing whatever he wants, it is not easy to stay calm when he is drunk.
What's more, this kind of impulsive and irritable character comes from the nature of the warlock's blood, and there is no way to change it.
"Very good! Since you admit that you made a mistake, you must be ready to accept punishment, right?" Zuo Si continued to ask.
Obviously, he planned to use this incident as an excuse to directly establish his own authority to ensure that this entourage with a troublesome personality would seriously obey orders in the future, instead of causing a big mess after leaving the whole morning like now. p>
Although technically, a fight in a tavern is no big deal.
Many adventurers and mercenaries will wave their fists to defend their dignity and honor when provoked.
But the problem is that Zuo Si himself hates this kind of meaningless catharsis of violence.
In his view, the meaning of battle is either to defend oneself against attacks from the enemy, or to completely eliminate the opponent once and for all.
But what about the pub fight?
Usually you just beat people until they lose the ability to fight back and then stop. It is simply a waste of time and energy.
If one day, Zuo Si is forced to fight with others in the tavern, then at most half a minute, all of them will turn into lifeless corpses.
Fighting means killing!
Fighting means death!
This was a concept that Archmage Asta repeatedly emphasized and instilled when he was in the floating city tower, and it deeply influenced and reshaped his behavioral habits.
"Oh - whatever. Who makes you the master?" Alena sighed helplessly, pretending to be at the mercy of others. "What kind of punishment do I need to accept?"
"It's very simple! From now on, you are prohibited from touching all alcoholic beverages! Until you show enough self-control to ensure that similar situations will not happen again."
Zuo Si thought for a few seconds and quickly announced his decision.
He felt that the culprit of today's incident, apart from the lecherous sailors lying on the ground wailing, was alcohol, which can make people lose their ability to control themselves.
If it weren’t for the influence of alcohol on the brain, it would definitely not have developed to the point where it almost demolished the entire hotel.
When she heard that she was going to ban alcohol, Alena immediately showed an expression of pain and despair.
But in the end, she gritted her teeth and nodded: "Okay! I accept it! But what should we do with these sailors who take the initiative to cause trouble? They should at least bear more than half of the responsibility."
"Don't worry! These sailors will pay the price for their actions. Yelnia! Go to Chief Aipke and ask him to help notify the owner of the merchant ship these sailors belong to to pay for the ransom. If within two hours
If the hotel owners do not receive enough compensation, then they will all be thrown into the sewers and fed to rats.”…
Zuo Si gave the order directly to the shadow assassin hiding in his shadow.
From beginning to end, he ignored the sailors who had sperm on their heads and were knocked to the ground.
I don’t even care whether these guys will be disabled or die due to excessive injuries.
Because they deserve their crimes and deserve no sympathy at all.
In this way, Zuo Si quickly handled the commotion in the hotel in a cold and decisive manner.
Then he took the people to another hotel a few streets away to have something to eat, and at the same time released the summons of the leopard, planning to upgrade this creature card before departure.
Following him, he rented several carriages, took Alena, the little werewolves and several sturdy iron cages with him, and headed straight to the empty wilderness outside the city wall.
After finding a relatively flat place, Zuo Si began to carefully draw the magic symbols and patterns needed for the ceremony.
As for the soldiers and the half-orc Rhett, they were left to deal with the aftermath.
After about four hours of arrangement, the preparatory part of the entire magic ceremony was finally completed near evening.
After repeatedly checking and confirming that there were no mistakes, Zuo Si then ordered the little wolves waiting aside: "Go to the cage before the sun sets. After the moon comes out, you should start to lose control of yourself."
The animal inside me."
"Master, can this magic ritual really keep us sane on a full moon night?" Fangus asked in an uncertain tone.
As a born werewolf who inherited lycanthropy from her parents, as she grows older, she becomes more and more aware of the sharp conflict between her rationality and her bestiality.
Especially at night, I often can't help but transform into half-human, half-wolf, or completely wolf form, wanting to chase, bite and kill prey, craving the taste of blood.
If she could get rid of this trouble and torture and have her transformation completely controlled by her subjective consciousness, then the girl would be willing to pay any price.
Zuo Si replied confidently: "Of course! I spent thousands of gold coins inside and out. First I bought research notes from the Druid Transformation Master, and then purchased many materials, spell scrolls and potions needed for the ritual. Today
After a while, you and your tribe will be free from the troubles of lycanthropy forever."
"Thank you for everything you have done! In the name of the clan! We will always be loyal to you! Work for you! If anyone dares to betray! Let him be torn to pieces by the fangs of the wolves!"
The werewolf girl knelt on one knee, her expression serious and serious.
And the little werewolves behind her also knelt down together.
Different from the previous relationship between "slave" and "master", this is a kind of recognition and allegiance from the heart, and it is very binding.
Because in Faerûn, a world filled with magical power and gods, if someone solemnly swears an oath and deliberately fails to abide by it, there is a high probability that he will suffer the backlash of a curse.
"I accept your allegiance. But if you want to serve me, you still need time to grow and learn many things."
After saying that, Zuo Si reached out and touched the thick, long black hair on the girl's head.
After eating a lot of food for several days in a row, Fangers has lost the skinny look he had when he first met him.
This fifteen-year-old girl now has a slender and well-proportioned figure, and her inconspicuous muscles contain amazing explosive power.
If there wasn't always a lingering wildness in his eyes, I guess putting on a beautiful dress would definitely attract the attention of many members of the opposite sex.
As soon as they heard the word "study", many little werewolves showed the painful expressions on their faces that are typical of "students".
Fanges even blushed and took the initiative to suggest: "Master, I think there is no use in learning those words. It is better to use your time to practice fighting skills."
"No! You are wrong!
Knowledge is a powerful force at any time.
Even if you don't like studying, you should at least learn to read and write Common Language, and how to identify animals, plants, fungi and various footprints in the wild.
Of course, it would be better if someone could gain the favor of nature and become a ranger or druid."
Zuo Si bluntly stated his expectations for this group of little wolves.
It's not that he has any prejudice against warrior professions, but the racial characteristics of werewolves determine that they are more suitable to develop in the direction of rangers or druids.
Only those who cannot become a ranger or a druid will consider the former. ..