Chapter 823: The Wind Rises in the Army Grassland (a 10,000-word chapter, please subscribe)
The deposit is also called “life-buying money” in the adventurer and mercenary industries of Faerûn.
Usually, for a commission or task, you can basically judge how high the potential risk is simply by looking at the amount of deposit paid by the employer.
Generally speaking, in order to prevent the hired person from running away with money, the deposit is often only enough to replenish some weapons and armor, purchase a small amount of magic potions and tools, as well as food, drink, accommodation, supplies, etc. along the way.
Only after completing the task can you get the real reward.
But there are some exceptions, that is, the employer knows that the task he entrusts is very dangerous and needs to pay a high price to attract truly capable people.
So a deposit of a dozen or even dozens of gold coins means that you don’t need to worry too much about your life. At most, you can just be careful when encountering a battle.
But if the amount of the deposit reaches hundreds of gold coins, it most likely means that there is some conspiracy hidden behind it. It may be related to thieves guilds, gangs, and powerful families in certain places. If you are not careful, you will be wiped out by the conflict between several forces.
As for a huge sum of money like five thousand gold coins in one breath, it will only appear when the enemy is a lich or a dragon.
In fact, when Dumbledore and Grindelwald killed an adult green dragon not long ago, the client only gave a deposit of three thousand gold coins.
So when the bag of five thousand gold coins was thrown on the bar, the entire tavern instantly became quiet.
Some people are staring at the heavy leather bag that exudes golden light with greedy, hot and longing eyes, and some people are constantly looking between Kedelin and the two old men, trying to confirm the relationship between both parties. identity.
After all, anyone who can put down a deposit of five thousand gold coins in one breath is definitely not an ordinary person, and the same is true for those he values.
Especially Grindelwald's extremely proud and arrogant temperament from head to toe, as well as his unruly eyes, are exactly the same as the stereotypes of powerful mages in other professions.
Suddenly!
Someone near the entrance of the tavern shouted: "Oh my God! I recognize these two people! They are the dragon slayers who just killed the green dragon, Evan Cabos, in the Yulin Town of the Moon Sea not long ago! "
"What? Dragon Slayer! No wonder someone is willing to pay a deposit of five thousand gold coins to hire them."
"By the gods! Don’t tell me to take this money and run away immediately, and settle down in a small and inaccessible village to live the rest of your life comfortably.”
“Hahaha! This money is enough for me too. I want to marry a beautiful and capable village woman."
"Look at your potential. You are a dragon slayer. You have already made a lot of money just by raiding the green dragon's lair. He might do such a shameful thing for just five thousand gold coins.”
"That's right. Didn't you hear that man call them the Archmage from Ascaltra? That is the capital of the West Coast Empire, the real city of magic and the capital of gold coins. I heard that even the civilians living there receive money every month. You can earn a dozen or more gold coins. People may not be taking risks just for money.”
“You’re right. I’ve been to Ascatella. It’s incredibly rich. It’s just that the civilians in the city are not ordinary people, or ordinary people cannot endure such terrible fierce competition.”
“Only smart people and even geniuses have a chance in the capital of the West Coast Empire. Stand firm and survive. Otherwise, you will soon be overwhelmed by the high cost of living. It is said that the current proportion of permanent residents who can perform the zero-ring trick has reached an astonishing 34%, on average, one in three people. There is a spell caster."
"Are you bragging or joking? More than one third of the population of two to three million can cast spells?"
“No, it’s not an exaggeration, it’s a fact. If you don’t believe it, just go and see it for yourself and you will know. Anyway, Mis Drannor has opened a direct airship, and it doesn’t cost much to buy a ticket. money.”
"If it is really the kind of great mage who owns a mage tower, his wealth usually starts with millions of gold coins."
"Damn! These mages are so rich!"
… …
While all kinds of guests in the tavern were discussing this, Dumbledore reached into his leather pocket and took out a gold coin with the profile of Watkin, the goddess of wealth, printed on it, without saying a word. He probed: "Who do you represent? Ms. Silinxi of the Kingdom of Cormanthor? Or Evermeet Island, the Harper Alliance, or some other force?"
"Sorry, I can't tell you about this. Too many.
You must know that with the defeat of the City of Shadows, and the Aino Oak Desert suddenly being replaced by dense jungles and grasslands overnight, the situation around the Moon Sea has become extremely tense.
Coupled with the sudden rise of the orc tribe in the Rongma Prairie, there might be a fight at some point.
In addition, the Zhentarim's ubiquitous spies are also a huge threat.
Maybe there are one or two guests in this tavern right now. ”
When it was time to speak, Kedelin looked around with very subtle movements, as if looking for potential spies.
But his gesture did not make the cunning and well-informed Dumbledore relax his vigilance.
Because of his long-term adventure in Faerûn, he has seen all kinds of conspiracies and tricks, including the Immortal Jump.
Sometimes some powerful creatures that are too idle, such as dragons, vampire lords, lichs, etc., will even hire adventurers and mercenaries to kill themselves.
Then play with each other through mazes, traps and monsters, and enjoy the feeling of fiddling with and controlling the fate of others.
So in Dumbledore's eyes, employers with unknown origins are sometimes more dangerous than enemies.
Out of caution, he subconsciously exchanged a look with the old friend next to him.
Following that, Grindelwald took over the conversation and responded directly: "No problem, we have accepted this commission. But how should I contact you after it is completed?"
"Don't worry. , I will take the initiative to contact you. One last word of caution, you'd better be careful, because this group of orcs is very different from the traditional ones who only know how to kill and loot."
As soon as the last word came out of his mouth, Kedelin stood up and walked out of the tavern without even looking at the large bag of gold coins placed on the bar.
Even other guests who saw this scene were shocked by the attitude of treating money as dirt.
After all, that was not fifty gold coins, let alone five hundred gold coins, but a full five thousand gold coins.
For many relatively poor nobles, it is not known whether the net profit of their territories in a year can reach this figure.
But now, someone actually throws it to others as casually as five coppers.
"Huh! This guy must have something on his mind."
Grindelwald grabbed a handful of golden coins, weighed them, and then put them back.
"Isn't this the adventure we are looking forward to?
You know, I have never been to the far north.
I just took this opportunity to go to the Rongma Grassland to go all the way. To the north, pass through the Galena Mountains and enter Vasa to admire the most spectacular glacier in the world.
Following that, you can continue all the way east to experience Serre, ruled by the red-robed mage, and another one. Magical civilization - the birthplace of the Imasca Empire."
When he said these words, Dumbledore's tone was full of excitement and expectation.
You must know that for the elderly and experienced people, the most terrifying thing is not the continuous aging of the body, but that they are too familiar with everything around them and no longer have the curiosity, freshness, and excitement they had when they were young. Desire to explore.
Gradually, they will begin to lose interest in the entire world, and even live numbly every day without a strong desire to survive.
To a certain extent, the former Dumbledore was such a person.
But now, he just wants to travel through this world that is full of unknowns for him, to appreciate the scenery and customs along the way, to dig out the relics of lost ancient civilizations, and to learn the completely different systems Magical theoretical knowledge and interesting spells.
“In that case, let us enjoy this journey.”
Grindelwald saw through the thoughts in his old friend's mind at a glance, stood up and dragged the drunk Vanswijk to the guest room on the second floor.
Dumbledore used very covert movements to take out a magic map and tried to track Codling's location.
But unfortunately, the other party obviously blessed himself with a spell that blocked the detection of prophecy magic, so no useful information was found.
In fact, during the conversation just now, he had been using some small means to detect the other party's memory and thoughts, but the result was that he was intercepted without exception.
I don’t know if he is wearing a corresponding magic item, or if he has resistance in this area or has magic constant.
But even so, this kind of temptation also illustrates a problem from the side, that is, Kedelin is consciously taking precautions.
This is obviously not what a "normal" employer would do.
Either he is deliberately hiding something and does not want outsiders to know, or the commission itself is a trap.
But the more dangerous it was, the more exciting and interesting Dumbledore felt, without any intention of backing down.
On the other side, far away in a tree house in the north of the city of Myth Drannor, which had just regained some vitality, Kedelin was kneeling on one knee and reporting to a man whose whole body was hidden in the darkness: "I have hired the three-person team as per your request. However, they are very cautious and it may be difficult for them to act as planned."
"It doesn't matter.
As long as they are willing to accept the commission, my plan will be more than half successful.
As for the rest, just adapt to circumstances.
You have to understand, the Rongma Grassland The orc tribe has begun to get a little out of control.
Not long ago, the chief who called himself Thrall killed the capable man I sent to monitor.
Do you know what this means? "
The man hiding in the darkness asked directly.
"It means he is trying to get rid of your control and penetration? "
Codelin raised his head and asked in an uncertain tone.
"No! idiot!
This means that the other party thinks that he has matured and there is no need to compromise with me anymore.
That orc chief had no intention of actually cooperating with us from the beginning.
We are just relying on the time when we are unable to take action against the City of Shadows to develop and strengthen ourselves.
He obviously has his own goals and firmly believes that he can win even if he starts a war.
The most important thing is that this guy is completely different from other orc chiefs.
He is neither keen on plundering and conquest, nor has he the slightest interest in things like fame. On the contrary, he has actually eliminated all the priests and believers of the orc gods internally.
You must know that this strange situation has happened for the first time in Faerûn.
Also, do you know what kind of people are the most terrifying in this world?
Not those ambitious guys who long for knowledge, wealth, power, women and strength, but idealists who have broken away from vulgar tastes and begun to pursue spiritual and even soul satisfaction.
The gods are these guys who are completely divorced from reality, idealized to the extreme and complete self-sublimation. ”
When the man said these words, his tone was obviously full of vigilance and fear.
Because in his eyes, Thrall's various performances were obviously aimed at one thing, which was to establish a country that was free from the control of the orc gods.
Then use this country as the foundation to complete the transformation from mortal to god. "
"What...what?
Feng Shen!
Is he crazy?
With the powerful strength of the orc pantheon, even if you are lucky enough to ignite the spark of divinity and become a demigod, it may be difficult to escape the pursuit of the orc gods.
They will never watch the foundation of their faith being torn apart. ”
Codelin’s tone was filled with irrepressible shock and disbelief.
Anyone with a little bit of theology and religious knowledge knows how petty the orc god Gruush is and how vengeful a god he is.
Not to mention things that involve the core interests of the gods, such as tearing apart the foundation of faith, priesthood, and absolute control over the orc race. I still regret the fact that I was blinded in one eye in a fight with the elf god Corellon, and I still regret it. He often sends his own army of believers to invade the elven kingdom.
The two main battlefields of the orc pantheon, one is the battle with the goblin gods in the Shura field, and the other is the elf country Avandor.
So Kedelin simply cannot imagine how crazy and furious Gruumsh would become if an orc really became a god through this method.
When the time comes, there will be a 100% chance of a divine war that will destroy everything.
“That’s why I have to figure out his true intentions and prepare in advance instead of following some idiot’s advice and going to war directly.”
The man suddenly raised his iron-gloved right hand and slammed it on the table.
The latter instantly fell apart under the violent impact and turned into a pile of broken wood.
Kedlin was obviously shocked by this move, but he quickly regained his composure and continued to ask: "But I still don't understand. Why do we have to find those two people? Is there anything special about their identities? "?"
"Because they all have a very close relationship with Soth, and Soth is a mortal enemy of the orc gods. Since the situation is completely beyond our control, then simply. Drag him into the water too."
With the last word blurted out, the man who had always been hiding in the shadows finally stood up and walked out. He was the famous tyrant and god of tyranny of the "Moon Sea". Bane's elector - Fuzor Chambery.
I am afraid that the outside world will never think that he actually dared to sneak into the capital of the Elf Kingdom Cormanthor quietly.
You must know that the ruler here is now Silinxi, who is known as the most powerful mortal mage. Coupled with the silver fire given to the electorate by the goddess of magic, she is basically unrivaled in this rank.
As long as she wants to, she is absolutely capable of killing Fuzoul Chamberlain.
What's more, in addition to Silinxi, Elminster, Storm Silverhand and many high-level elf mages from Evermeet Island are also gathered in Myth Drannor to help repair the huge The magic lock has restored the prosperity and wealth of the past.
However, compared to these old opponents who are already familiar with each other, Fuzor Chamberry is obviously more wary of Thrall, a potential enemy who knows almost nothing.
"Understood! Don't worry, I will keep an eye on them."
Codelin lowered his head deeply and vowed to give his assurance.
"Very good. Be careful not to act rashly, nor to interfere with their schedule."
After saying that, Fuzole Chamberry activated the teleportation magic and disappeared.
As soon as he walked away, Codling directly changed into another face through transformation magic. Without a word, he erased all traces around him and left quickly, disappearing into the complex streets of Myth Drannor. among.
Facts have proved that this decision is extremely correct.
Because when the right-hand man of the tyrant of the Moon Sea had only left for less than a minute, two elf mages appeared out of thin air through teleportation.
You know without asking that they must have sensed the magical teleportation with the help of the power of the Mystery Lock, so they came here to have a look.
But in the end, no useful information was found except for an empty and dilapidated house.
Early the next morning, Dumbledore, Grindelwald and Vanswijk embarked on a journey to the Jungle Grassland.
Although the Trade Alliance has signed agreements with all major cities around the Moon Sea, including Zhentil Keep, there are regular airship flights that can take passengers and cargo quickly through barren lands such as large forests, grasslands, mountains, and wilderness. But they still chose the most traditional way of traveling, which is riding horses and walking. Since Myth Drannor was abandoned and closed for a long time during the elf retreat, it was long enough for the originally built roads to be submerged by weeds, shrubs and woods. Therefore, after the restoration of the country, trade and contact with the outside world were basically Just rely on the West Coast Empire's airships to maintain it.
Although Silinxi has begun to think of ways to use magic and the power of the Mystery Chain to open up a road through the north and south, connecting the city to the valley and the Moon Sea to quickly absorb more Although it has a large population, it is opposed by many compatriots.
Because they believe that one of the biggest reasons for the collapse of the Kingdom of Cormanthor was that it absorbed too many selfish humans, which inevitably affected the noble elves, and eventually collapsed due to constant internal friction. perish.
In particular, an elf organization called "The Blade of Victory" seems to have some inexplicable hostility and hatred towards humans. It vigorously promotes elf supremacy and advocates that the Kingdom of Cormanthor should remain "pure", while Not hanging out with those filthy lowlifes.
The most extreme family even proposed to sever the alliance with the West Coast Empire, and at the same time launch a purge to drive out all human settlements in the entire Cormanthor region.
Of course, this almost crazy and self-destructive proposal is naturally unlikely to be approved by Silinxi.
But similarly, she can't do anything to these ancient elven families that have existed since the establishment of Mis Drannor.
After all, the idea of "elf supremacy" has not existed for a day or two. It was still widely recognized as the mainstream even when he became the overlord of Faerun 10,000 years ago.
Only with the rise of the human race and its own decline caused by the Crown War, many elves born later were unable to establish an absolute sense of psychological superiority, so this trend of thought has subsided significantly.
However, the "Victory Blade" obviously does not simply believe in elves, but believes that humans are just dirty beasts, worse than those monsters wandering in the wild, who do not know how to live in harmony with nature, and are always causing destruction. and destroy everything.
When Mis Drannor decided to open up to other races, these families expressed strong opposition, and even did not hesitate to provoke social and political opposition and conflicts.
Later, it developed to reduce the number of humans by killing villages and towns without mercy.
The only good thing is that the number of these guys is not large, at least they cannot become the main political force in the Kingdom of Cormanthor today, let alone get the support of Yongju Island.
The reason is simple!
As the only existence in the entire Faerûn continent, the West Coast Empire, built mainly with humans as its main body, stands next to it.
There are also two vassal states, the Kingdom of Cormyr and Sambia, which geographically surround Cormanso.
In this case, if the "Blade of Victory" is allowed to mess around, it won't be long before Myth Drannor will be involved in the war again and reduced to ashes.
You must know that a powerful Mystical Lock may be able to block ordinary enemies, but it is absolutely impossible to block the West Coast Empire with many spellcasters, legendary lichs and dragons.
Not to mention that Zuo Si, a planeswalker and devil prince, can also draw power from other planes, time and space, including Baator Hell.
Therefore, in Si Linxi's view, every member of the "Victory Blade" organization is mentally ill. Their reason has long been swallowed up by pride, prejudice and hatred, and they cannot understand the situation at all.
But the problem is that whether out of solidarity or to prevent the other party from going to extremes, she cannot simply and rudely drive people away.
"Damn it! If I had known that being a queen would have to face so many troubles every day, I shouldn't have agreed."
Staring at a table full of things that needed to be dealt with, Si Lin Xi finally couldn't help but broke down and complained loudly.
You must know that she was not the kind of person who could calm down and deal with complicated and complicated government affairs, otherwise she would not have been willing to run away alone.
"Calm down, dear teacher.
Most of the things you have to deal with now have been shared by others.
And I don't think it is worthwhile to only spend four hours a day to govern the country. Hard work.
Here, here are the details of the Victory Blade organization that you asked for before."
Elminster just walked in from the door and filled up a sheet. The parchment in Elvish language was still on the table, and there was a hint of schadenfreude in his tone and eyes.
After all, it is so rare to see the "Invincible Silinxi" showing such a distressed look.
"Oh? It was done so quickly?"
Silinxi sat upright suddenly, picked up the parchment and read it carefully, her brows soon knitted together.
Elminster lit his beloved pipe and responded while puffing away: "The Victory Blade is a very loose and not very secretive organization. Because their goal is to let All elves agree with their own ideals and will eventually drive humans out of the elves' land or completely eliminate them, so it is impossible to maintain complete secrecy like some secret organizations, and they have no such plans."
"So the Victory Blade was originally initiated and established by five elven families? They have been inciting confrontation and conflict since the establishment of Myth Drannor and opened it to humans? Later political chaos and power struggles also Did it all start from this? ”
When talking about this matter, Silinxi's eyes flashed with anger, and one of her hands even clenched into a fist.
Elminster smiled bitterly and nodded: "Basically, they are right.
But when they really went to the extreme and started to die personally, it was in DR 711 to 700 The Crying War that led to the destruction of Myth Drannor in 14 years.
Before this, the Blade of Victory only observed and recorded the so-called crimes committed by humans, and then strongly criticized them on a moral level. Condemn.
In other words, use words but not actions.
But this terrible war gave him a strong sense of crisis, and he believed that he had to fight for the survival of the elven race, and then dispersed into small groups to formulate plans to massacre human settlements.
In DR 757, they announced their first victory, that is, they killed thousands of people in an entire town, regardless of age or sex, and finally let go Fire consumed it.
Later, due to the great retreat of the elves, their sphere of influence began to spread throughout Cormanthor, the Supreme Forest, the Moon Forest, the Adip Forest and other areas, killing thousands every once in a while. planned human civilians.
The most tragic one even teamed up with the extreme Druid sect to launch wild beasts from the forest into the city and killed tens of thousands of people.
So I suggest you be extra careful when dealing with this matter.
Otherwise, if control is lost, the consequences will be catastrophic.
To be honest, I privately think that they are no different from the dark elves controlled by the spider goddess Rose.
They are all equally extreme, racist and hateful. "
After reading the detailed information about this organization, Silinxi immediately held her forehead and complained: "The goddess of magic is here!
Please spare me!
Just the thought of a Zhentarim group giving me a headache.
Coupled with the moment of victory, this day is simply impossible to live.
Do you know?
I admire and envy Soth more than ever now.
Because he saw through the essence of politics from the beginning, brought the highest power under control from the root, and then implemented his will at the entire national level.
Any person or force that attempts to confront it will be crushed without mercy.
The reason why the West Coast Empire was able to develop rapidly and create unprecedented prosperity, while the aristocracy and bureaucracy hardly spawned too much corruption, was all due to this unprecedented centralization of power.
And he never has to deal with complex and cumbersome government affairs personally. Even if he is absent for a long time, the entire national machine can still run by itself. No one dares to make mistakes easily.
Perhaps those scholars who tout centralization and dictatorship are right.
Rather than letting a group of ignorant, stupid, ignorant, short-sighted guys participate in politics and cause huge chaos and internal strife, it is better to concentrate power in the hands of a capable and above-all monarch.
The great success of South and the West Coast empire he built is the perfect example. "
"Why, have you become his believer now? Or do you not understand what it will take to achieve this? ”
Elminster showed a half-smiling expression, obviously not taking the teacher’s words to heart.
Because he knew that Silinxi was just envious, and would not Take action
The reason is simple.
Not everyone can play with Zuo Si's absolute dictatorship.
Not only does it require strong strength, but it also requires a cold and rational brain that can discard unnecessary emotions like a machine when making decisions.
Even the closest relatives will be kicked away mercilessly once they become a stumbling block to the development of the West Coast Empire, no matter how great contributions they have made before.
In this environment, not to mention the lower-level bureaucrats and petty nobles below, even those ministers who hold great power must work hard. If you slack off a little, you may be killed by those behind you. Competitors replace and surpass.
Want to play monopoly or hereditary?
Sorry, let me first ask those young people who have begun to receive elite education, master magical power, and worship the emperor if they agree.
In fact, the society of the West Coast Empire was divided into two circles economically and five large groups politically.
The former is mainly divided into cities and villages.
The city is a place where elites and smart people gather together. Everyone is trying their best to get ahead, and only losers will choose to leave sadly.
The countryside is a completely different scene, without much pressure at all.
People who don't want to live too tired gather here and enjoy a leisurely life that is not rich but can definitely maintain food and clothing.
If there are young people who want to enter the city to seek development and class advancement, they can ask their parents for a sum of money to give it a try. Even if they fail, they can come back, get married, have children, and continue farming.
So overall there is no too sharp contradiction.
After all, the rapid development of cities will bring about a surge in demand for food and various raw materials, and various agricultural products can also be sold at good prices.
In contrast, the five major political groups have quite obvious class attributes.
It includes the largest civilian class, the bureaucratic and aristocratic classes who wield huge power, the merchant class whose influence is growing day by day, the church class that represents the divine power, and the mages and scholars class.
Each class plays a role arranged by Zuo Si in the huge system of the empire.
Once any party crosses the line, it will be immediately and mercilessly attacked.
So far, the top big business families have been rectified and have even taken the initiative to reduce the scale of their industries in exchange for not being split up.
The bureaucracy and the aristocracy were also warned and beaten more than once, and it was the mages and scholars who carried out the execution, or to be precise, it was the lichs of the Arcane Society under the instruction of Zuo Si. .
The largest number of civilians, most of whom are loyal followers and supporters of the emperor himself, only hope that this stability and prosperity can continue.
As for the church, due to the fighting and opposition between the gods, their pastors are basically busy preaching doctrines and competing for influence among mortals.
And most of the hostile gods have been driven out in previous rounds of purges.
So in Elminster's understanding, Zuo Si's absolute dictatorship over the West Coast Empire is based on its own particularity, and is of a type that cannot be copied at all.
A large part of today's rapid development and prosperity comes from dependence on external input.
Without those trade exchanges with other planes, as well as the food, resources, knowledge and technology transported from other time and space by Zuo Si himself through the power of planeswalkers, just ruling such a vast territory would be an unbearable burden.
Especially those giant airships, the secrets of which have long been cracked by the Sel Red Robes and the mage country Halua, and several have even been built for military purposes at any cost. .
But it is simply a dream to industrialize large-scale manufacturing and put it into civilian use to drive down the price.
Silinxi obviously knew this, and sighed helplessly: "Sigh - if I want to do what Sos did in Cormanthor, I guess Yongju Island will be the first to do it. There is fierce opposition, and the elven tribes who have gathered in response to the call will also choose to flee. Maybe I should take some time to visit Soth and ask him for advice on how to solve the trouble caused by the Victory Blade."
"Not only the Blade of Victory, but also the situation in the Northern Moon Sea. Especially the recent frequent small actions of Fu Zor Chanbury, and the sudden rise of the orc tribe on the Rongma Grassland."
Elminster reminded his teacher with a serious expression.
“Speaking of the Rongma Grassland, I have heard merchants there mention that the chief who calls himself Thrall seems to be very different from ordinary orcs. Not only does he never rob caravans and towns, but He was also willing to provide protection for it, and even expanded a small town that was originally close to the Galena Mountains into a city."
While saying this, Silinxi quickly rummaged through her desk. Go and quickly find out a piece of information from half a month ago and throw it to the apprentice.
Elminster took it, glanced at it twice, and then responded: "I have heard about this for a long time.
According to the report of the Harper Alliance, this orc It seems that he has premeditatedly eliminated the belief in all the orc gods in his tribe, and then guided them to pursue a shamanic way related to nature, elements and souls
If nothing else, he should want to get rid of chaos and establish a stable and orderly country, rather than just being satisfied with being a chief.
I have to say, this is really interesting.
Because before this, no orc on the continent of Faerûn had ever dared to make such a rebellious attempt.
And I am very sure that the alliance Thrall established with Zhentil Castle was just to buy himself more time to develop.
With the fall of the City of Shadows, Fuzoul Chamberry should now have a headache on how to deal with this apparent ally. ”
You must know that once the orc tribe controls the vast land from the Rongma Grassland to the Galena Mountains, it will immediately pose a huge threat to the surrounding areas of the Moon Sea. "
"So you think this group of orcs should be our potential allies to contain Zhentil Keep and the Zhentarim? "
Silinxi's tone was filled with strong uncertainty.
No way, as an elf, it is really difficult for her to have a good impression of only the orcs.
“I think we can try to get in touch and confirm first what kind of person this Chief Thrall is. If he can really lead the orcs from barbarism to civilization, it will inevitably have a very far-reaching impact and even evolve completely different branches. ”
When saying these words, Elminster deliberately used many implicit and vague words.
But how could Silinxi not hear the hint? She opened her eyes suddenly and asked: "Do you think this might be Soth's conspiracy? After all, if the foundation of the orc gods' beliefs is true, If his body is torn apart and creates new orc gods, he can take the opportunity to continuously tear this wound to weaken his enemies."
"Oh - damn! If this inference is true, then he will. All he wants to do is provoke a war between gods.”
Elminster’s expression suddenly changed.
As a chosen one of the Goddess of Magic who has personally competed with several evil saints during the turbulent years, he knows very well how terrifyingly destructive the gods can be when they go all out.
If the military grassland in the north becomes the battlefield of the divine war, then the entire surrounding area of the Moon Sea, Cormanthor, and even the valley further south should not be left out.
"You should have time now, right? Go to the Rongma Grassland and see for yourself."
Silinxi summoned her good disciple without any politeness.
Elminster rolled his eyes angrily: "What about you? Are you just going to sit here and rot and stink?"
"Hahahaha! No, of course not. . For something as important as this, I must go to Soth to confirm.”
Silinxi laughed and stood up and left the desk. She stepped on the floor with her bare feet and walked to the balcony without any image. She admired the Myth Drannor that had regained its vitality under her own governance. There was a trace of light in her eyes. satisfy.
Although the population here is still quite sparse, as long as the news of the restoration of the Kingdom of Cormanthor continues to spread, the elven tribes from other parts of the Faerûn continent will soon migrate here to rebuild the glory of the former royal court.
"Okay, then I will go there myself."
Elminster obviously has nothing to do with his teacher, so he can only consider himself unlucky and knock the cigarette ashes into the garbage. bucket, then put on his hat and turned to leave the palace.
I have to say that this pair of masters and apprentices looks a bit like a two-dimensional alien world.
The most obvious example is that as a teacher, Silinxi has lived for thousands of years, but she still looks like a beautiful, charming, and energetic elf girl, but as a disciple, Elminster is white. With gray hair, both physically and mentally, it gives people an extremely old feeling.
With the great sage of Shadow Valley also embarking on the journey, the Rongma Grassland will soon become the focus of attention from all parties in Faerûn.
Similarly, Zuo Si’s previous plan to dismember and weaken the orc pantheon will also enter the next stage...