Chapter 200: A Gift Package from the Goddess of Magic (10,000 Words Subscription Required)
"You're as special as Ilminster's description!"
After about two or three minutes, Kelburn finally broke the silence first, and smiled a little from his serious expression.
"Special?"
Zuo Si blinked inexplicably.
He couldn't imagine the language and vocabulary that the Great Sage of the Shadow Valley, the First Chosen Chosen Woman of Magic, would use to describe himself.
At least in those days at Candlekeep, the two of them were far from pleasant.
Neither of them had a common language in their worldview, values, or attitude toward gods and magic.
On top of that, Zuo Si himself showed extreme disgust and impatience with the Harperists' League, which must have made Ilminster, the founder of the organization, quite uncomfortable.
Kyleburn obviously knew this, and nodded slightly: "That's right. His evaluation of you is calm, intelligent, erudite, has his own unique views on everything, has a strong sense of revenge, and belongs to the kind of person who is both good and evil. He also said that if he wants to get in touch with you, it is best to prepare a valuable gift. β
"Oh? So I have a gift to take? As the Chosen of the Goddess of Magic, Lord of Waterdeep, and one of the famous legendary mages of the Northlands, your gift shouldn't be too shabby, right? Zuo Si immediately said tentatively in a half-joking tone.
"Hehe, of course. Yes, I think this should satisfy your deep desire for magical knowledge and objects. β
As he spoke, Kelburn removed a stack of scrolls, about twenty-five centimeters in length, with a golden glow, from a sealed box.
His movements were very careful and gentle, as if he was afraid of causing even the slightest damage to him.
There were ten of them, and the surging arcane aura gave people a powerful shock that words could not describe.
"What is this?"
Zuo Si asked in a tone that was not very sure.
He had never seen such a powerful magical item, as if its very existence was part of the magical root of the entire world, and even the secondary artifact [Archmage's Staff] was insignificant compared to it.
Kelburn spread out one of the scrolls, feeling the magical power flowing from within, and replied meaningfully, "The witch who created it called it the skin of the Cosmos Serpent, and the Netherreans named it the Nethrel Scroll."
These scrolls are the starting point of modern magical civilization, as well as the observation and understanding of primordial magical energy.
In fact, me, Ilminster, and a few other voters have read it, but only to satisfy their curiosity.
I must solemnly remind you that this knowledge is dangerous, very, very dangerous.
Some people have been destroyed by the vast knowledge of their brains and minds because they have read the contents of the scrolls, and they have completely fallen into endless madness.
Others, seduced by the power of primordial magical energy, abandoned the existing web casting system in an attempt to follow in the footsteps of the Arcanists of Netherre.
But in the end, he found that he couldn't control the violent primordial magical energy with his own talent, and was finally torn to shreds by the terrible energy storm.
Now, at the request of the Mother of Magic, I pass them on to you.
Hopefully, this forbidden knowledge will broaden your horizons, give you enough inspiration, and go further on the path of magic. β
"Netherel Scrolls? Give me! β
Zuo Si was stunned for an instant.
Because he never dreamed that the "black rod" would actually give him such a precious thing.
After all, for the current arcane magic users in the entire Faren Continent, these golden scrolls are still priceless, and they cannot be measured by money at all.
It is said that whoever reads a page of the knowledge written on the Nethrel Scroll will permanently increase the level of their profession related to the arcane by one level.
Even the appearance of a Netherel scroll would spark a fierce scramble and fight.
Whether it's the red-robed wizards, the Santarin Society, or other spell-casting organizations, even the high-level mages of Waterdeep, they will fight at all costs to get it.
But now, these precious treasures are quietly placed in front of him, giving Zuo Si a strong sense of unreality.
"Yes. Also, the Goddess asked me to pass this on to you.
If you feel a tingling in your brain or hallucinations while reading a scroll, then ask her for help.
Don't push yourself, there's no shame in asking the Mother of Magic for help when necessary.
Even Ilminster and I barely finished reading the contents of a Netherel scroll in the company of the goddess.
Believe me, the knowledge contained in these scrolls is too vast for mortal brains to handle.
To date, no mortal has lived to read the entire scroll.
Even the most famous Grand Arcanists of Netheril, and the creator of the scroll, the Witch himself.
Ninety-nine percent of them will have their heads popping open or going insane after reading more than three of them. β
As he spoke, Kelburn stuffed a delicate and unusual emblem into Zuo Si's hand.
It is a sign made of seven blue-white gemstones in a circle, with a flowing red crystal in the center, made of Mithril throughout.
Counting the emblems of the goddess of magic at midnight, Zuo Si now has the emblems of the three gods in hand.
Among them, the emblem of Talona, the goddess of poison and disease, was picked up casually on the battlefield at the beginning, and was inevitably used when he mainly used magic and the priest's ability to control the necromancy.
The emblem of Ogma, the god of knowledge, was directly inlaid on the magic ring when it was transformed.
As long as you show it in front of the priest and the believers of this deity, you will receive unconditional and full help from the other person.
Looking at the scroll in front of him and the holy emblem in his palm, Zuo Si was silent for a long time and finally couldn't help asking, "Why?" Why did the great goddess of magic give me such a precious gift? After all, I was not a believer in her, and I never prayed to her. β
When Kelburn heard this, he immediately couldn't help laughing: "Hahahaha! You didn't pray to the Mother of Magic, you didn't pray to any god.
Even Talona, the goddess of poison and disease who gives you power and electivity.
To be honest, I really don't understand the reason for your rejection and wariness of the gods.
But it doesn't matter, the goddess of magic doesn't care about that.
Because your love, pursuit, and study of magic is itself what the Goddess would like to see.
Not to mention, you have brought with you a lot of magical knowledge and skills from another world.
Of course, there is one more important point than the above.
That is, the Goddess sees you as an object to help and invest in, and is very optimistic about the amazing potential you possess. β
"Investment? I see! I think I understand what the Mother of Magic means. β
A hint of clarity flashed in Zuo Si's eyes.
Having met the gods of knowledge before, he understood how much these gods of Faeron valued what was within the jurisdiction of their priesthood.
It's like Ogma wants knowledge, ideas, and inventions from other worlds.
Midnight must have wanted more magical knowledge, feats, and everything else related to magic.
Not only will this increase the power of being a god, but it will also expand its influence by spreading this knowledge to Faeron.
"You understand best. You must know that since the end of the turbulent year, I have never seen a goddess take such a fancy to a mortal spellcaster. If you don't mind, would you like to take a moment out to talk to me about the mysteries of magic? β
Kyleburn extended the invitation in an expectant tone.
"Of course, it's my pleasure."
Zuo Si agreed without hesitation.
Rather than Ilminster, who is already old and has long since lost interest in the study of magic, he is clearly more willing to communicate with "young (only over 900 years old)" voters like the "Black Rod".
Moreover, the latter behaved more like a mage, and throughout his long life he never ceased to teach his apprentices as a duty and obligation.
Even the most powerful legendary magic will not hesitate to pass on to the disciple after he has met the requirements.
In addition, Kylburn is slightly different from other Goddess of Magic voters in that he is not very interested in politics and is not interested in changing people's minds.
He will only choose to intervene if Waterdeep is under serious threat, or if other Magician electors ask for help.
The rest of the time is spent in the Black Stick Tower, doing research that interests him, or teaching the chosen apprentices.
In this way, the two quickly left the room on the top floor of the mage tower and went to another place that looked like a study, and began to have an in-depth exchange face-to-face, explaining to each other their understanding of magic.
Kelburn explained the existing magic system in the Faeron continent, the principles and essence behind the many spells, in the most easy-to-understand language.
Even his own original [Black Rod Technique] and [Guardian Whip] did not hide anything.
Zuo Si reciprocated by sharing the knowledge he had collected and learned in the Tower of the Floating City, while also demonstrating several abilities of his creator.
Among them, the [Spells and Barrier Destruction] even amazed this powerful legendary mage.
Because even he has a hard time maintaining the stability of the spell structure after the energy is extracted.
Even if you are lucky enough to cast it, the power of the spell will be greatly reduced due to the lack of energy.
According to Kelburn's speculation, if Zuo Si is given one to two seconds to "destroy", then even if a spell is successfully released, the power will be reduced by one link.
If it's three to five seconds, then the spell effect will be reduced by more than three rings.
If it is more than five seconds, then it will result in a failure one hundred percent unless it is a spell with more than six rings.
In addition, the three abilities of [Refining], [Shaping] and [Transformation], which are unparalleled in the creation of magic items, also opened Kelburn's eyes.
For the first time, he realized that putting aside the magic net that had facilitated countless spellcasters was not a bad thing in some way.
Quite the opposite!
Direct contact with the magical energy of the primordial mania allows the caster to gain more power and inspiration, and to discover new knowledge and create a variety of unbelievable spells.
Of course, direct contact with primordial manic magical energy is bound to be dangerous.
And the quality of the caster (mainly the intelligence attribute) is more demanding.
If you say that in the environment with a magic net, as long as you have a slightly higher intelligence level than the average average of ordinary people, you can become the lowest level of mage.
Then in a world without magic nets, if you want to become a mage, you must be an out-and-out genius.
Otherwise, it is impossible to understand and manipulate those complex, changeable and primordial energies that can go viral at any time.
This can be seen in the harsh conditions of becoming an Arcanist in Netheril's time.
In this way, interested in the great difference in their understanding of each other's magic, the two voters got together and talked for more than a hundred hours.
There were no breaks or breaks in between.
If it weren't for the divine power that gave them the ability to never get tired, it would have been a normal person who would have died suddenly by now.
But these two people are good, not only are they full of energy, but the more they talk, the more excited they become, the more speculative they become, and they feel a little late to see each other.
It turns out that the gap between the caster and the caster is sometimes even greater than the gap between the gods and mortals.
When the last topic routine was over, a very satisfied expression appeared on Kelburn's face, and he sighed with a smile: "It's unbelievable! I can't remember the last time I was so excited. Can you tell me how you managed to bring together so many and complex systems of magic? β
"It's simple. I'm going to eventually turn all of these different systems of magic into a part of my own power, the cards you've studied before. Zuo Si gave a straightforward answer.
"Card ......"
Kelburn's mind instantly remembered the situation where the voters had gathered together and were helpless about that little card, and asked in a tone full of confusion: "How did that card be made?" It seemed to be able to withstand all forms of attack, and even the Great Crack of the Nine Rings could not cause even the slightest damage to it? β
Zuo Si shook his head lightly and responded, "I'm sorry. It's the only secret I won't share with anyone. If you really want to know, try asking the Goddess of Magic. If nothing else, she should have gotten the answer from the God of Knowledge. β
From the moment he got his hands on the Netherel Scroll, he was almost certain that the Goddess of Magic must have known his identity as a traveling mage.
After all, Ogmar, the god of knowledge, has always been a close ally to the goddess of magic.
It makes perfect sense for the two gods to exchange information with each other.
"It's a shame. Well, I respect your privacy. In addition, the exchange was very pleasant and we both gained a lot. If it's convenient, I'd like to keep in touch with each other in the future. β
Kyleburn took the initiative to stand up and end the discussion, which lasted for several days.
In the same way, he realized that the young man in front of him, who had the appearance of a ten-year-old boy, must be hiding a huge secret.
Otherwise, when the goddess of magic sends down an oracle, she will never deliberately hide the real secret behind that magic card.
Fortunately!
As a legendary mage of the neutral camp, Kelburn is full of strong curiosity about this, but he has no intention of chasing it.
In his opinion, as long as he continues to maintain a good personal friendship relationship, and then spends decades or even hundreds of years to slowly win Zuo Si's trust, the other party will reveal the truth to him sooner or later.
"Very gratifying. It is my pleasure. Just right. I'm also planning to buy a mansion in Waterdeep and set up a stable waypoint. At any time, you can visit my Mage Tower through this waypoint. β
Zuo Si agreed without hesitation.
You can always ask a legendary mage about the various problems encountered in the process of learning magic, and only a fool would refuse such a good thing.
"Build a magic waypoint? So you're going to join the Ann Min Master Association? β
Kyleburn had a rather surprised expression.
You must know that Waterdeep is not as strict as Amm is about the power of arcane magic, but it will not allow those crazy mages to conduct too dangerous research in the city.
In order to ensure this, all mages and warlocks must pay a one-time fee of forty gold coins, and then be forced to join the semi-guild nature of the "Anmin Mage" organization.
This way, Waterdeep officials will be able to know the approximate number of mages in the city, the level of spellcasting, and whether they have previously committed a heinous crime elsewhere, or have done dangerous magic experiments that have caused great damage.
Of course, the "Master Anmin" has more conscience than the "Masked Mage Guild".
After paying forty gold coins to become a member, their status is not only permanent, but also provides a platform for arcane spellcasters to communicate and trade.
Mages and warlocks can not only consign their own magical items, potions, and scrolls, but also buy many rare and rare magical materials.
Therefore, as long as it is not those who are on the wanted list and have ulterior motives, they will basically not be excluded from joining the "Master Anmin".
Zuo Si had long known the rules of Deep Water City, so he nodded without hesitation and responded, "Yes." I plan to register in the Tower of Order as soon as I buy the house. If nothing else, I'll be frequenting Waterdeep in the future. β
"Welcome! However, you don't have to go to the Tower of Order to register in person, as that will cause unnecessary tension and commotion. After all, the title of Elect of the Goddess of Poison and Magic is still quite terrifying in the eyes of many people. I'll get someone to help you get this done later. β
Kelburn took the initiative to take the matter over.
Although he himself knew that Zuo Si did not believe in any god, and would not do something terrible like spreading plague because he was a chosen person.
But those who don't know the truth certainly don't think so.
The fear of the plague goddess has long been deeply rooted in the souls of all cities and countries on the continent of Faeron.
Not to mention the civilized world, even the brainless orcs, goblins, and gnolls in the wilderness can't help but tremble with fear when they hear Talona's name.
There was once an army of orcs with a size of more than 100,000, and it was under the ravages of the terrible plague that more than two-thirds of them were killed and wounded in just one month.
The rest are also completely incapacitated and can no longer continue to attack and plunder human cities.
"Then I'm sorry for you." Zuo Si politely thanked him.
Someone is willing to do the "Anmin Master Association" for himself, and he is naturally happy to save the cumbersome procedures when registering, and there are a lot of personal information that needs to be filled in.
As for whether Kyle would have used a pseudonym or even a fake identity, he didn't care at all.
Having settled the matter, the two quickly followed the steps to the hall on the first floor.
Isadora, who had been waiting for many days, saw Zuo Si appear, and immediately pounced on him and hugged him deadly, her pitiful eyes were like a puppy abandoned by her owner.
"I'm sorry. I had so much talk with His Excellency Kelburn that I accidentally lost track of time and kept you waiting here for so many days. Zuo Si gently touched the girl's hair and soothed.
Hearing this explanation, Ishadora's originally nervous and restless mood quickly calmed down.
Davidian shrugged his shoulders indifferently: "It's okay, master. Anyway, there is food and drink, you can read a book and take a hot shower, even if you stay for a month, it is not a problem, it is all rest and relaxation. β
It is not difficult to see from the tea, food and books on the table that the three of them have indeed received quite good hospitality these days.
After all, the "Black Rod Tower" was built by a legendary mage and goddess of magic.
Whether it is the floor space or the various magic protections, they all belong to the top configuration of the traditional mage tower of Feren without exception.
In addition, there are many assistants and apprentices, so the security of life is very in place.
There's even a golem of wisdom who specializes in cooking.
It's the kind of special constructive creature that has an independent personality and the ability to think.
After packing up briefly, Zuo Si officially said goodbye to Kelburn and drove in a carriage towards the guild in Deep Water City, which specializes in housing buying and selling intermediary business.
Seeing the carriage disappear around the corner of the street, Layla, with long silver hair, appeared beside her husband through teleportation magic and asked softly, "You gave him the Nethrel Scroll?" β
"Hmmm! As the goddess commanded, I have all been handed over to Thorth. β
Kellburn replied in the affirmative without thinking.
"How does he make you feel?" Leila continued to ask with interest.
"Very nice. As Ilminster described, he was calm, intelligent, erudite, and had his own unique opinion on everything.
In particular, the magic system from another world has greatly broadened my knowledge and horizons.
His way of thinking and solving problems is completely different from anyone I've ever met.
I think this is the influence of some particular philosophical outlook.
If nothing else, I think I'll be able to build a good friendship with South. β
Kyleburn commented without thinking.
"Friendship? Are you sure? Leila raised an eyebrow in surprise. Ilminster, however, said he was difficult to get along with. β
Kelburn smiled and shook his head: "No, it's just an illusion and an illusion, I'd rather believe that Ilminster's strange temper has flare up again." You know, he's in the chaotic camp, and he often looks at people based on feelings and personal preferences. β
"What camp do you think Soth is?"
Leila was clearly interested in the topic.
Because she herself is also chaotic and kind, she understands how stubborn and willful she will become when her temper comes up.
There is often a dislike or liking of someone for no reason.
"Soth's underlying thinking logic and values are very unique, and it is difficult to judge his specific camp tendencies. It could be any one of No Faction, Absolute Neutrality, Evil Order, and Evil Neutrality. The only thing I know for sure is that he definitely doesn't belong to the chaos camp. Because no chaotic camp can think as carefully as he does and make the most beneficial choice in a short period of time. β
Kelseburn gave his judgment after a little thought.
Since Zuo Si has the habit of blessing himself with the two-ring divine technique [Hidden Camp], it is difficult for others to quickly detect his camp through simple spells.
So even the electorate of the legendary mage and goddess of magic can't do anything about it.
"The evil camp?" Leila subconsciously frowned.
"Hmm. I guess it has something to do with the constant use of necromantic magic, or summoning, creating, and controlling the undead. Kyleburne patiently explained. As far as I know, the mentor who guided Soth on the path of magic was a powerful, ruthless, and cruel necromancer. Under the influence of the latter, he did not realize what it meant to manipulate the corpses and even souls of the dead, or even if he did, he did not care. β
"I don't believe in any gods, I don't have the slightest fear of life and death, but I just have an insatiable thirst for magical knowledge and power? How did I suddenly think that his behavior pattern was very similar to that of the arcanists of Netheril's time. Leila touched her chin and analyzed with a puzzled expression.
But Kyleburn shook his head and corrected, "No, no, Thus is not one of those great arcanists who is so arrogant that he thinks he can match the gods. He knew the nature of the power of the gods very well, and even knew the great influence of the priesthood on the thinking and consciousness of the gods, and he did not have the slightest desire to become a god. There was only one thing he was after, and that was magic itself. β
"If you say that, isn't he the ideal elect of the Mother of Magic?" Leila's eyes widened in disbelief.
Because in Faeron, there are definitely not a few legendary arcane spellcasters who want to become gods, or replace gods.
But not many people truly understand what God is like.
The arrogant Grand Arcanists of the Netherel era are clearly the most representative of them.
They always believed that gods were just a group of spellcasters with powerful magical powers, and that as long as they continued to raise the level of their spells, they could one day be on a par with the gods.
But in reality?
To be a god means to abandon the mortal nature completely!
That is, the joys, sorrows, and sorrows of mortal times will gradually disappear as the time of becoming a god increases.
In its place, there is an emphasis on the priesthood and a strong hostility towards other gods who are in opposition to their own priesthood.
This can be glimpsed from the current goddess of magic's naked and undisguised hatred of Shirek when Midnight first became a god, to a more hostile to the goddess of the night, Shar.
The reason is that Shar is in possession of the "Shadow Net", which is an encroachment on the Midnight Net and the magic priesthood.
The latter would rather sacrifice the last of his good nature to become a completely cold and neutral god of magic, and merge the Shadow Web with the genuine Demon Web anyway.
Such a drastic change, even a 180-degree turn in thought and subjective consciousness, is basically equivalent to a change of personality.
So to those who really know what's going on, becoming a god is almost the same as committing suicide.
Only Mirkor, Baal, and Bane, who had no concept of God at the beginning, and neurotics like Shirek, would think that after becoming gods, they could do whatever they wanted with their great power.
As for Midnight, the third generation of the goddess of magic, she understood the nature of the god under the teachings of Ilminster, but she didn't have much choice.
If she does not succeed the Goddess of Magic, then the magical network will be in a state of spiral out of control, and if it is not done, it will cause a terrible disaster that will affect the whole of Faerun.
As a chosen person for the goddess of magic, Kelburn certainly knew exactly what the essence of God was, and said to his wife with a smile: "You can understand it this way.
However, Soth's character dictates that he is not destined to be a true voter.
Because he has no faith or fear of God, if God wants him to perform a task, he will be rejected 100% mercilessly.
Unless this God is willing to pay enough. β
"What do you mean...... The fact that he will become the elect is seen as a bargain between himself and God?! β
Leila was stunned.
"Yes! Talona, the goddess of poison and disease, gave the power of the Soth elect without consultation.
That's why he now ignores Talona's church in the mortal world.
However, in return for gaining the power of the electorate, he did not pay attention to the behavior of churches using their names to attract believers and expand their influence.
How's that, it's interesting, isn't it? Hahahaha! β
Kelburn couldn't help but laugh at the end.
Although in Ferron, it is not without the kind of "untrustworthy" who are completely crazy.
But it was the first time he had met a person like Zuo Si who knew what God was, but still dared to put himself on an equal footing with God.
After a few seconds of silence, Lyra immediately burst into laughter, laughing and saying, "Hearing you say that, Soth is a really interesting person. By the way, I don't know if you noticed it, but recently, the area around Waterdeep has started to see the priest of Talona preaching. β
"Missionary? Priest of Talona! Kelburn's face instantly turned serious. When? How big is it? Is it dangerous? β
"Hmm...... How so?
Unlike the guys before who liked stealth action.
The pastors appeared to be mostly young and did not spread fear.
Rather, it is teaching the poor how to identify poisonous plants and reduce the occurrence of diseases and plagues by practicing good hygiene.
It doesn't feel like a priest of an evil god at all, but rather a follower of a neutral god. β
When she said this, Lyra's expression was rather strange, nervous with a hint of relief.
After all, if this change is long-term and wide-ranging, it means that Talona, the goddess of poison and disease, may be planning to change her side.
In Ferron, God influences believers, and believers can influence God in turn.
If a cult god outperforms the evil faction believers in the good camp, then it is possible for him to make changes for this reason.
Although similar things don't happen much in Faerun, there are quite a few precedents.
"Convert camps? It seems that in the future, we will need to pay more attention to the whereabouts of these Talona priests. Kelburn muttered to himself, touching the thick beard on his chin.
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Meanwhile, far away inside the Temple of Talona in Askatra.
As the presiding priest of the Amm Church, Yvette was standing in front of the giant idol, reading the report that her men had just delivered.
After a few minutes or so, she immediately asked, in a tone full of shock, "Are these reports true?" The entire church has grown 60,000 believers in just a few months? β
"Yes, Lord Priest." One priest nodded excitedly. "Because the young people who have recently received the grace of the goddess to become priests have been preaching about hygiene and avoiding illness in places where there are many poor people, and at the same time treating them free of charge, they have succeeded in attracting many people to become believers."
"Lord Priest. I have something to say about this group of young new pastors. β
Another high-ranking priest suddenly stepped forward.
"What do you want to say?" Yvette glanced at the other with some displeasure.
But the latter replied in an excited tone: "It's about doctrine!" Those young pastors changed the original doctrine without authorization! I think it's downright blasphemy! β
"Doctrine?"
Hearing this, Yvette's face suddenly became extremely ugly.
For in any church of gods, it is a very serious sin to make up doctrine without permission.
Just as she was about to continue asking the others and figure out the situation first, the idol of Talona suddenly began to flicker with a blinding light.
After a while, the parchment that reported the increase in the number of believers slowly floated like this, and then was directly sucked away by the divine power and disappeared in front of everyone's eyes.
Moment!
The entire temple fell silent.
Especially the guy who had just accused the young priests of blasphemy, his forehead began to sweat involuntarily, and the whole person trembled uncontrollably.
Anyone who is not a fool can see that the Goddess of Poison and Disease is a disguised endorsement of the young priests' tampering with the teachings.
This means that the entire Amm Church has a choice to make.
Whether to continue with the old style of preaching that was unpopular or to adopt this new doctrine that rapidly expands the number of believers.
Suddenly, the eyes of all the high-ranking priests present were cast on Yvette, who was the main priest.
After hesitating for a moment, the latter immediately spoke: "Regarding this matter, it is better for us to consult the Goddess's Elector, His Excellency Soth. Because these changes only came after his arrival. And the goddess had made it clear that the Children of the Plague would be able to represent her will. β
"Voters?"
"Ahh I've figured out something. β
"Could it be ......?"
"Shut up! Don't say it! β
"That's right! This matter must be kept strictly confidential! β
After exchanging glances with each other, all of them became extremely excited.
It wasn't long before they quickly disbanded in place and returned to their respective cities, intending to promote young priests who had been approved by Talona.
Zuo Si was completely ignorant of the changes that had taken place in Amm in the Church of the Goddess of Poison and Disease.
At this moment, he is following a well-spoken midget lady to visit a two-story stone building with a yard and garden in the northern part of the city.
"This house was originally built 60 years ago by a wealthy businessman who paid a lot of money for the most famous designers of the time.
The main material is a large block of rock that is hard and not easily weathered and corroded, and the interior is entirely made of marble.
Whether it's stairs, guardrails, columns, or walls, all of them are pure and gorgeous white colors.
The hall on the first floor is very spacious and can accommodate all kinds of banquets for the host.
The kitchen can accommodate up to eight chefs working together, so you don't have to worry about running out of food, even if you have a lot of guests.
As for the yard and garden, it looks a little cluttered now as it has been left untended for a long time.
But trust me, just a little money to hire a gardener and plant some beautiful flowers will definitely make visitors feel refreshed.
As for the second floor, there are a total of ten rooms.
One of them is a master bedroom for the master to sit and has a spacious semi-enclosed balcony attached.
In your spare time, you can sit on the balcony and enjoy the scenery in the distance while sipping tea.
In addition, there is a study room with a lot of books and shelves.
As long as you can pay all the money at once, those books will become free giveaways.
In addition, the cellar is very spacious, not only for storing food and wine, but also for a hidden secret room.
If you're in danger, you can hide in and seal off the only entrance.
Finally, and the best perk.
If you buy the house now, we will provide you with a professional butler, two maids, three male servants, a cook, a gardener, a dog trainer and five loyal and fierce hounds, as well as a fully armed guard, free of charge.
And these people will all pay two months' salary in advance.
How's it going, are you intrigued? β
Seeing this dwarf lady winking at herself, the corners of Zuo Si's mouth twitched slightly, and he deliberately pretended to be embarrassed and said, "But the price of seven thousand gold coins is too expensive. You must know that the houses that are not much different just a few streets away are only one or two thousand gold coins. β
"A few streets away?
That's close to Seldus Street!
How can it compare to here!
You're afraid you don't know yet, do you?
A few decades ago, there was a notorious and crazy pharmacist on that street.
He poisoned countless people near the street and lifted the paving slabs to bury the bodies underneath.
I heard that the guards at that time dug up a full eighty corpses from those incidents.
No poor ghost with status or social status would live in such a dangerous place. β
The gnome looked disdainful and belittled the law and order situation near Serdus Street to worthlessness.
Of course, in a way she was right.
This road is arguably the narrowest and longest alley in Waterdeep.
With towering walls on both sides, there is hardly any light at night, making it ideal for committing crimes.
Seeing that the bargaining was unsuccessful, Zuo Si immediately changed his mind and said tentatively: "If I buy this house in full now, how far can you reduce the price reduction?" β
"Six thousand five! I can give you a maximum price reduction of 500 gold coins. This is already the limit! If it goes down any further, I won't be able to get even a penny out of this deal. β
Miss Midget gritted her teeth and looked like a tearful sale.
However, Zuo Si, who has the ability to vote, recognized that the other party was definitely lying almost instantly, so he unceremoniously stretched out a finger: "Five hundred is too little, at least one thousand must be reduced." If you agree to the price, then we can now sign the contract and pay the bill right away to complete the transaction. If you don't agree, forget it. Anyway, there are empty houses in Waterdeep, and I can always find a more suitable one. β
The dwarf stared at Zuo Si's eyes, as if to confirm whether this was some kind of threatening tactic or if he was really giving an ultimatum.
After about three or five seconds, she finally looked like a defeated rooster, and sighed with a frustrated face: "Alasβwell, you're good." Six thousand gold coins is six thousand gold coins. Now, let's go to the city notary office to sign the contract, and then go through the procedures for the title deed and the transfer of the house. β
Soon, under the leadership of Miss Dwarf, Zuo Si completed all the procedures for purchasing real estate in accordance with the laws of Waterwater.
I have to say that the cumbersomeness and complexity are even more troublesome than buying a house and transferring it on the earth.
If it weren't for someone who was familiar with the process, it was estimated that it wouldn't be able to be done in a day.
It seems that even in the wizarding world, bureaucracy and formalism still exist.
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