What is it like to steal under the nose of a white bear that looks extremely vicious and has apparently killed dozens of robbers?

Just look at the nervous expression on Ammon's face at the moment and his uncontrollable slightly trembling hands.

If it weren't for the penniless and starving days, during which time she had only eaten half-baked and unsalted fish, she would have sworn she would never do such a dangerous and crazy thing.

Because from the horrific wounds on the corpse, you can see how dangerous the white bear lying on the stone is.

Whether it's a place that has been bitten by sharp teeth, or a head that has been smashed by a claw, it all proves its terrifying power.

Aemon didn't think that the small dagger he had at his waist, or the short bow he was carrying behind his back, posed any threat to a beast of this level.

Although she didn't quite know why there were polar bears south of Baldur's Gate, which was relatively warm.

Maybe it's from the Yunwu Mountains further south?

From the mouths of the visitors to Candlecastle, the girl knew that the cloud mountains in Am's territory had always been inhabited by many creatures that could only be seen in cold regions, such as winter wolves, white dragons, hundred-legged demon insects, ice trolls, and so on.

At this moment, she was extremely glad that she had developed good stealth, pickpocketing, sliding door picking and other thief skills, as well as very keen senses and reflexes, in the usual "battle of wits and courage" with the innkeeper who adopted her, Winthrop.

Otherwise, you will make a noise when you accidentally step on those dry branches, and eventually expose yourself to the attack of a terrible beast.

Of course, even if he managed to get close to his goal, Aemon didn't dare to relax at all, and he would raise his head and glance at every corpse after touching it.

But soon, the robbers' looting yielded a large amount of gold and gems that dazzled the eyes of this young girl, who unwittingly let her guard down and grew in appetite.

She had completely forgotten that she had only wanted to steal a few or a dozen gold coins so that she could go to the local inn for a hot meal, a glass of wine to relax and a good night's sleep in a room with a soft bed.

After a while, the belt was full of heavy money bags.

He even picked up a good quality +1 enchanted leather armor from an unknown female thief, ready to replace the leather armor on his body that was made of tattered leather and sewn together.

After all, Amon is only a thirteen or fourteen-year-old cardamom girl, and like most of her peers, she has a serious lack of self-control, and her personality is a little rebellious, greedy for money, and mischievous.

Although Winthrop, the innkeeper of Candlecastle, had never treated her badly, he had never given her any pocket money.

Now that you suddenly see so much wealth, it's natural to want to take as much as you can.

As we all know, tragedy often begins when people are unable to suppress their greedy thoughts.

When the pink-haired girl was full of money bags and was still carrying a leather armor in her hand and was about to retreat, she suddenly accidentally stepped on a stone hidden in the dense grass, and the whole person suddenly lost her center of gravity and fell to the ground.

Bang!

Although the thick layer of weeds as a cushion does not make much noise, it is enough for the hearing of the animals to be alert.

Artio, who was blessed by the power of the beastmaster, woke up at the first time, and looked at Aemon who was sitting on the ground with a little surprise and didn't dare to move, and quickly stretched his waist and jumped off the boulder.

Although it did not make any offensive stance, it was tantamount to sounding the alarm for the other two people.

Aberdell, who was hiding in the woods behind, rushed out and shouted at the first time, trying to attract the white bear's attention so that the girl could have time to escape.

Unfortunately, this trick may work well for ordinary beasts, but it is completely useless for Artio, who has a very high IQ and has been trained by the succubus Lori.

The white bear didn't even pay any attention to Aberdell, but leaned in and sniffed lightly with his wet nose, followed by his tongue and licked the girl's face.

This action instantly frightened Amon so much that he almost peed his pants, and the muscles of his whole body tensed and stiffened, and he asked in horror: "Does it ...... Is it tasting the taste and texture before eating me? ”

"Don't move! Don't move! I don't think it's hungry, it's just curious about you. Otherwise, you will attack when you wake up. ”

Aberdell approached cautiously with his weapon in hand, comforting his playmate, who had grown up with him, in the gentlest voice possible.

It may be that in the past few days, he has encountered creatures such as ogres, wolves, and wild apes, which have caused his courage and nerves to be much thicker, and he did not show how to panic, but quickly calmed down and pondered how to get out of the current dangerous situation.

"But I'm so scared!

If this bear suddenly breaks my neck or bites my head, can you please go to Ascatra and ask Sos to help bring me back to life?

When he left Candlestick a few years ago, he promised that I would go to him for help no matter what trouble I had in the future. ”

Aemon pleaded with a sad face, and her voice trembled visibly.

After all, anyone who is licked by a large, strong white bear on the face and neck will feel a visceral fear.

Especially the one in front of him, but he hunted more than thirty bandits who blocked the road and robbed.

The bloody and somewhat stinking corpse on the ground was a testament to how fierce and powerful it was when it was angry.

"Don't worry, I won't let you die." Aberdell swore by the promise.

Just as the two of them fell into a confrontation, a piercing scream suddenly broke the peace.

In the blink of an eye, dozens of apes with thick hair similar to humans rushed out of the dense forest.

They were accompanied by a dexterous halfling and a human dressed as a mage.

There is no doubt that the former is the wild ape, a specialty of the forests around Baldur's Gate, a social monster that is extremely aggressive and has a certain intelligence.

As for individual strength, it's probably about the same as an ordinary goblin, maybe a little stronger.

If you encounter one or two, or three or five, you can easily solve it for a slightly experienced adventurer or a combat-trained adult.

But once it is on a large scale, it can cause unimaginable damage to those small villages and towns.

And what makes this thing different from goblins is that instead of running away when they see their companions killed, they become more violent, bloodthirsty, and cruel out of anger.

Aberdell: "????? ”

Ammon: "????? ”

Artio: "????? ”

The group of intruders who burst into the crowd instantly blinded the two sons of Baal and a white bear.

However, the halfling thieves and human mages who were chased by the wild ape and fled were instantly relieved, and the latter immediately shouted for help: "Hey! Can you take a hand? For the sake of us all adventurers and civilized people! ”

"Hitch a hand? Do you think I can move now? ”

Ammon rolled her eyes in annoyance.

"Uh- isn't that bear an animal companion to a druid or a ranger, but a wild one? So why does it wear a collar around its neck? ”

The man dressed as a mage was slightly stunned, and his face gradually became ugly.

"You ask me? How could I possibly know! You want someone to help, and I want someone to help. ”

Ammon swallowed nervously, forcing himself to remain calm and not to make any movements that might irritate the behemoth in front of him.

I don't know if it's an illusion, after the initial panic and nervousness, she suddenly felt that the white bear in front of her didn't seem to have any ill will towards her.

"Damn! It seems a little more complicated than you think, doesn't it? ”

The halfling thief dodged the attack of the two apes in confusion and quickly retreated.

The mage gritted his teeth and argued, "I can't be blamed for this. Who would have thought that such an unexpected situation would arise? Look at that white bear, it's definitely capable of killing us all. ”

"Hah! Why don't you brag about your magic skills at this time? I remember the last time you were drinking, you boasted that you had killed a dozen goblins in an instant with greasy techniques and burning hands. The halfling thief sneered and sarcastically.

Seeing that the two were about to quarrel, Aberdale finally couldn't help but roar: "Enough! Take a look at where we are now! If you don't want to die here, you'd better think of a way. ”

"How? What can be done now! The only thing we could do was pray, that the bear would side with us and attack the mad ape. Otherwise, next year today will be our festival day! ”

As he said this, the human mage suddenly shot a magic missile from his fingertip with a simple spell, knocking the rushing ape to the ground with a thud.

The Centaur rushed forward with a quick hand to make up for it, making sure it couldn't get up again.

As the ape's encirclement shrank smaller and smaller, baring its fangs and screaming, Atio finally figured out the situation with his not-so-clever little head.

Especially after confirming that the pink-haired girl and the big human youth were the targets that the owner had made him wait for, the white bear cub, who could no longer tell his age, immediately turned around and let out a deafening roar at the wild ape group, and then rushed out like a heavy tank.

Next Second......

Bang!

An unlucky guy was knocked out more than ten meters away on the spot, smashed on the branch of a tree, his abdomen was pierced by the sharp part of the front end, and a large mouthful of blood spurted out with a wow, and then he swallowed his last breath in pain.

Before the others could react to what had happened, Artio stood up with the strength of his hind limbs, wielding his two bear paws and firing his bow from side to side like a god of war.

Basically, a slap can smash the head of a mad ape, or use the sharp claws of the front end to cut a horrific fatal wound on the chest and abdomen, so that the intestines, internal organs and other things can flow out from the inside.

The scene was so bloody that Ammon, who had never seen such a scene, fell to the ground and vomited, his eyes full of excitement and happiness for the rest of his life.

She obviously knew very well that if she had been slapped just now, she would have become a lifeless corpse by now.

It is a universally accepted truth in nature that the bigger the body, the stronger the strength, and at the same time, the oversized size also means more tenacious vitality and can withstand more attacks from the enemy.

At this moment, Adeo showed his strength in terms of size to the fullest.

You must know that although it is still a cub less than a year old, with the dual blessing of the power of the Beastmaster and the power of the legendary druid, it is already three orders of magnitude larger than its counterparts in the Far North.

Coupled with the fact that it has been magically transformed, its essence has long been strange rather than a beast.

So not to mention a low-level monster like a mad ape that can only be used as cannon fodder, even if you rush into the dark elves with adamantite weapons, you can kill seven in and seven out.

Especially the metallic skin hidden under the white fur, ordinary non-magical weapons don't even leave a mark.

In just a few minutes, most of the dozens of wild apes had already been killed and wounded, and the rest finally collapsed and lost their sense of battle, and they all turned around and fled into the depths of the dense forest.

"Roaring !!!!!!!"

Atio, whose white hair was already stained red with blood, let out a threatening roar in the direction of the ape's escape, then turned and jumped into the nearby river to wash away the blood.

Although it has not been taken in by Zuo Si for a long time, it has developed a good habit of loving cleanliness and hygiene, just like other pets kept in the Mage Tower.

When I washed it and climbed up to shake off the water droplets, I suddenly found that the four people who were still there just now had long since disappeared.

Moment!

The white bear cub was dumbfounded.

What about trust between humans and bears?

I obviously saved you just now, but that's how you repaid me?

Can't this world be more sincere and less routine?

Just as it was starting to feel a little overwhelmed, it suddenly heard the voice of its master in its head.

"You stupid bear has really opened my eyes!

I can't even do such a thing!

Forget it, it's better to count on you than to expect the sow to go up the tree.

Give me all the control of your body, and I'll teach you how to behave with humans. ”

After that, Zuo Si ignored Atio's voice defending himself, and took over the white bear's body through the control terminal, and quickly shrunk the size to a standard that can be regarded as "cute" and "cute".

This is the only way to avoid being seen as a threat when entering villages and towns that are relatively densely populated.

Quite the opposite!

Countless Furycons will rush up like wolves, either feeding or masturbating.

After completing the miniaturization, he immediately used the bear's sense of smell, which was several times more sensitive than that of canines, to quickly lock on the scent of Aemon's body, and chased after him with four small short legs.

……

At the same time, the four people who took the opportunity to run more than a kilometer away were now sitting in the open space some way from the Friendly Arm, gasping for air.

"Wan ...... Lucky! We finally made it out alive! ”

Aberdale lay on the ground without an image, sticking his tongue out like a dog, trying to cool his lungs, which had a burning sensation after intense exercise.

The human mage nodded approvingly: "Yes! That white bear is terrifying!

I suspect it may have been blessed and blessed by the nature spirit of this forest.

By the way, I almost forgot to introduce myself.

My name is Sal, and the halfling thief over there is my companion, called Montaro. ”

"Nice to meet you. My name is Aberdell, and next to me is my friend and playmate Ammon who grew up together. ”

The Son of Baal responded in a very friendly tone.

Maybe it's because of the intense escape together, or maybe it's the credit of his adoptive father Gli'an's teaching, in short, he is not too bad in terms of upbringing.

It's just that many times when you are young and vigorous, it is easy to be overwhelmed by angry emotions and do something impulsive.

"Hee-hee-hee-hee! You don't have to introduce yourself, because we know your name, Son of God. ”

Montaro, the little thief, let out a burst of laughter that seemed to be intensely neurotic.

"Son of God?"

A look of confusion crossed Aberdell's face.

But just as he was about to ask, Sal immediately interjected and interrupted, "Don't care. Montaro is like a madman with an abnormal brain, and he often makes strange movements and pops out of his mouth some incomprehensible words. ”

"I see. No wonder his laughter is always so pervasive. ”

Aberdale nodded slightly in understanding.

Unbeknownst to him, however, Sal glared at his fellow thieves with a very subtle look.

Montaro, who was warned, did not continue to say anything, but put on an innocent look and spread his hands.

Just as Thrall was about to ask the son of Baal to go with him, Ammon, who was so tired that he had been rolling his eyes, finally relented, took off the money bags tied to his belt one by one and threw them into the air, cheering excitedly: "Get rich!" Dear Abdelle! We're really going to get rich this time! Looking at the gold, silver, and gems, I'm willing to bet they're worth at least a few hundred or even a thousand gold coins combined. ”

"What? Are you sure! ”

Aberdell's eyes lit up instantly, and he hurriedly got up and picked up the money bag to open it for inspection, but he was quickly attracted by the golden and silver light, and couldn't help but hug the girl and kiss her fiercely on the top of her head, and praised without hesitation: "Well done!" With this money, there is no need to continue to eat and sleep in the open. When we arrived at the Friendly Arm, we had a big meal and a drink, and then we looked at buying some better weapons, armor, and two horses to get around. ”

"Uh-huh! I need a short sword as a weapon, and a more powerful compound bow. It's a good idea to buy more poisons that can be applied to your arrows and weapons. ”

Ammon also spoke his mind.

"Potion! Don't forget to buy two magic potions of healing and other effects to keep in hand. Aberdale quickly added.

The two of them began to enjoy how to spend the money, completely unaware that they were completely exposed to the eyes of many behind-the-scenes bigwigs at the moment.

Among them were Ilminster himself, who had already set out from the Valley of the Shadows and was on his way, as well as the Harperists' League, with whom he was close, and the Santarin, with whom the Harpists were in diattical terms.

To be precise, Montaro and Sal, who are currently in the ranks, are the spies sent by the Santarin Society.

They are directly under the orders of the head of the Dark Intelligence Network, Si Manmon.

Zuo Si was even more controlling the bodies of his animal companions, and was standing in the distant woods watching the movements of the two sons of Baal, before he instructed Atio, "Keep an eye on them." Remember, if you lose it again, I'll cut off both of your eggs and forcibly sterilize. ”

With the last word blurted out, he finally handed back control of his body to the white bear cub.

The latter was obviously frightened by the word "egg splitting", and subconsciously covered his crotch with two bear paws, no longer daring to be distracted, staring at the figure in the distance.

After resting in place for half an hour, Aberdell and Ammon quickly set off again to reach the Friendly Arm before dark.

Sleeping in the wild for several days in a row made them eager to have a relatively safe and comfortable environment.

But unbeknownst to the two sons of Barr, Shalovok had already used the Chamber of Commerce led by his adoptive father to secretly issue a high bounty.

All the towns and villages around Baldur's Gate are full of bounty hunters who want to make a big buck.

Among them was a mage named Tanishin, who had been informed in advance and was waiting for his prey to arrive in ambush at the Friendly Arm.

He believes that with his own strength, it is more than enough to deal with two fledgling rookies, and it is absolutely impossible to miss.

Also anxiously awaiting the arrival of the Sons of Baal at the Friendly Arms are Jasila and Khalid.

The half-elf couple have been operating in the Northland for the past few years, carrying out orders from the Harperist Alliance, often clashing with spies and spies of the Santarin Society, and have made great strides in both strength and experience.

Jasila, in particular, is now a LV9 druid and LV5 fighter, with a total class level of LV14.

This can definitely be regarded as the number one person in the Faren Continent.

If she wished, she could build a small and medium-sized organization on her own at any time, and then become the leader of a faction.

"Damn! How many days is this? Why hasn't Glian's adopted son arrived yet? ”

Jasila's eyes flashed with anger, and she almost crushed the wine glass in her hand.

"Cold ...... Calm down, dear. ”

Khalid, who had a stuttering problem, hurried to comfort his wife.

"Root...... According to information received by the organization's secret agents not long ago, no other bodies were found at the scene of Glion's murder or in the surrounding woods.

This...... This meant that he escaped.

As long as...... If we want to be patient here, he ...... He'll always come to the door.

It's useless if you're in a hurry now, so it's better to have a drink and take a good rest to recharge your energy.

End...... After all, you haven't had a good night's sleep in days. ”

"Grion was killed! The fate of his adopted son is unknown! How can you let me sleep? ”

Jasila looked up, revealing bloodshot eyes.

You must know that when she first learned the news, her first reaction was to be shocked, and even felt that the information of the Harpist Alliance was wrong.

Grimannco was a powerful mage and priest of Ogmar, the god of knowledge, and in his youth he often went on missions and adventures with the electors of the goddess of magic, such as Ilminster and Kelborn.

When he broke into the sacrificial ritual to rescue the sons of Baal who were about to be killed, Grion single-handedly killed twenty followers of the evil gods, and fought back and forth with several enemy high priests, successfully buying precious time for the harpist's rescue operation.

"I ...... I can understand your feelings. Listen...... I was also saddened to hear of Glien's death, but ...... But we also have a responsibility to find and guide that child, and don't let grief and hatred blind you. Khalid said bitterly.

Unfortunately, Jasila didn't even listen to half a word, and soon left the noisy hall and returned to the guest room to be alone.

Not long after she had walked on her front foot, a man dressed as a bard approached her and shoved a note into Khalid with a very subtle motion.

The latter knew very well that this was the news that the Harpists Alliance had sent to him, and without thinking much about it, he opened it directly and took a look, his face instantly lost blood, and he was so panicked that he almost knocked over the wine glass in his hand to the ground.

"This ...... Is this news true?! ”

Khalid asked with his mouth wide open and in a tone that was not very certain.

The bard nodded solemnly: "It's true, our people have confirmed it."

Just two or three days earlier, Fuzor Chamberbery, the current leader of Fort Santil and Santarin, had led an army of monsters from the Sea of the Moon and south along Dragon Bay into Dragon Lake, attacking several cities on the Dragon's Coast.

By the time the news broke, the four coastal port cities of Simon, Taysir, Pross, and Irip had all fallen.

They were heading inland along the boulevard, apparently intending to conquer the whole of West Hartland region.

By the way, Fort Santil's stronghold in the Sunset Mountains, the Dark Fort, also sent troops. ”

"OMG! Is Fazor Chamberberry crazy? Scatter...... Wouldn't Santilburg and Santarim just be battered by Shirek and his crazed followers? Where did they get their troops and equipment to replenish them? ”

Apparently a little frenzied by the sudden news, Khalid took off his helmet and tussed at his hair.

After all, the situation in the area around Baldur's Gate is complex and tense enough.

He couldn't imagine how chaotic and dangerous the land would be if Santilburg and Santalin would come again.

"I don't know if Fuzor Chamberbury is crazy or not, anyway, the merchants and dukes of Baldur's Gate are going crazy, and the upper echelons of the organization are also going crazy.

Because once Fort Santil and Santarin would take control of West Hartland, Baldur's Gate would be completely blocked from both ends by land and sea.

They either surrendered to the Nærancer Islands and became their subordinates and gave up their land trade, or they surrendered to the tyrannical god Bane to keep their land trade, and there was no way that they could continue to maintain their independence. ”

As he said this, there was a hint of helplessness in the tone of the bard who had come to deliver the information.

"Then the Cormier Kingdom on the other side of the Dragon Lake, did it just watch Vozor Chamberberry launch a large-scale invasion without taking any action?" Khalid asked with some reluctance.

In the eyes of many people in the good camp in the Faeron Continent, the earliest human kingdom, Cormier, has always adhered to the style of fairness, justice, and a tendency to be orderly and kind.

In the year that Zosi had just crossed over, it was the current king of Cormier, Asan IV, who led an expedition against Lesserman, defeated the army of nomads that had rushed out of the endless wilderness of the Far East, and killed the enemy's supreme commander on the battlefield.

That's why Khalid thinks that the Cormier Kingdom should never sit idly by and watch such a large-scale military invasion and conquest as Fort Santil.

The bard smiled wryly and shook his head, "Don't mention it.

The Kingdom of Cormier is now busy with its own affairs, and there is still energy to take care of things beyond its borders.

For unknown reasons, the influx of cheap grain from neighboring Sambia is frantically storming Cormier's grain market.

Countless farmers found that the crops they grew such as wheat, barley, oats, and other beans were not only unable to make even a single copper plate profit, but also had to lose money in it.

Many yeoman farmers who borrowed money to sow seeds and pay off their debts after the autumn harvest have now lost their fortunes, enough to affect the stability of Cormier's social structure.

In addition to this, this situation brought a series of chain reactions, and the nobles, who had also suffered huge losses, quarreled to make up for the losses.

Even more terrifying, some Sambian merchants began to infiltrate the Cormier Kingdom, and the Lomantics of the Bairon Sect also showed signs of recovery, with frequent activities around some cities.

Goblins, bandits, and orcs who had been hiding deep in the mountains and dense forests also appeared near the main road and wreaked havoc.

So don't be delusional that the Cormier Kingdom will stand up for justice this time. ”

"This ...... This is really bad news. For now, I can only hope for ...... It was hoped that the dukes of Baldur's Gate would put aside their internal disputes for the time being and join forces to fight against the large-scale invasion of Santil Fort. ”

Khalid lifted the cup and drank the amber liquid from it, a bitter smile on his handsome face.

You don't need to ask to know that the civil strife that broke out in the Cormier Kingdom this time was actually an economic war launched by Zuosi and the Amm government in Sambia, which can also be called a food war.

It's just that compared with the Sambian oligopoly ruling class, which can completely ignore the life and death of serfs, and even directly turn them into slaves for trading and making profits, the royal family and nobles of the Cormier Kingdom are more conscientious, and will not let these bankrupt peasants fall into the situation of starving to death or selling their sons and daughters.

But it is precisely because of this that they are burdened with a heavy financial burden, rather than traveling lightly like the Sambian government.

No way!

No matter what kind of world you are in, trying to be a good person often requires paying more and more painful costs than being a bad person.

What's more, most of the rulers of this world seriously lack the study and understanding of the laws of economic operation, and their defense ability against many insidious tricks is almost zero.

The most outrageous and magical thing is that in Sambia, which is currently suffering the serious consequences of the collapse of food prices, the nobles and wealthy merchants not only did not suffer any losses, but opened their bloody mouths and frantically devoured the wealth that those bankrupt civilians had accumulated with great difficulty, and ate their brains one by one.

Even Bernard, who was engaged in grain dumping, became a guest of honor at high-class banquets and balls.

He even became a well-known "benevolent person" because he distributed free hot porridge made from livestock feed such as crushed corn, barley, oats, and beans to the poor who could not afford to eat.

It bankrupted your family, and asked you to kneel on the ground and cry loudly thank you.

Bernard has undoubtedly learned the essence of monopoly and capital operation from Zuos, and is enjoying the sense of accomplishment of completely destroying a country through money and trade, and then playing with it.

In the eyes of the young businessman, the mercenary Sambian ruling class is like a fattened pig that thinks it has made unimaginably large profits from it.

As everyone knows, they have put the noose around their necks with their own hands.

Now, as long as the inflow of cheap grain is stopped in another month, and the money at hand is used to buy grain at a high price, then the whole of Sambia will instantly fall into an unprecedented famine, and the kingdom of Cormier next door will also suffer with it.

Zuo Si probably wouldn't have imagined that the agreement he reached with the six-member council would actually play an unexpected additional role at such a time.

It is estimated that if someone turns it out in the future, it will become one of the ironclad proofs of his insidious and cunning and cunning.

Even if it is explained that this is really just a coincidence, no one will believe it.

Otherwise, with the Cormier Kingdom blocked, it would not be easy for the monster army recruited by Fuzor Chamberbury to invade on such a large scale.

Even if he can successfully land and occupy the coastal port city by sneak attack, he must leave a considerable number of troops to guard the rear to prevent Yasan IV from directly leading his army across the strait to stab his chrysanthemum.

But now, the Tyrant of the Moon Sea doesn't have to worry about being attacked in the rear, and can send out all his troops to advance quickly.

Because he had learned through the dark intelligence network of the Santarim Society, the Cormier Kingdom simply did not have the financial resources to start a war.

In particular, the famous War Mage Legion is simply a huge money-burning machine.

Every dispatch can make the flesh hurt everyone from the king to the noble council.

Often, a single large-scale joint spell can consume one-fifth or more of the country's tax revenue.

Not to mention the staggering cost of maintaining this army of mages, as well as the sky-high additional rewards that need to be paid when dispatched.

At this moment, Fuzor Chamberbery was standing on the walls of Ivanaul, watching condescendingly as this mixed army of humans, orcs, goblins, ogres, giants, and various monsters escorted the defeated captives into prison, and a look of satisfaction appeared on his face.

"Not bad! Another clean conquest. The great Bane would have been happy about it. ”

"Yes!

Not only would the god of tyranny be happy about this, but so would Soth.

Because it won't be long before he becomes the rightful ruler of West Hartland and the Dragon's Coast, supported by these stupid people who don't know anything about the truth.

Compared to simple and brutal conquest and enslavement, this is the truly clever means. ”

Xi Manmeng pursed the corners of his mouth and said meaningfully.

Since he had a new backstage and backer, he has regained his previous calm, rational and elegant appearance.

And not long ago, he passed an evil magic ritual to promote himself to a more advanced vampire form.

Now, even if you are exposed to the sun, you will not disappear in an instant like ordinary vampires, but you will feel a little uncomfortable and uncomfortable.

"It doesn't matter! Anyway, the Dark Lord's Church will take root in this land and gain the faith and awe of countless mortals, and that will be enough. ”

Fuzor Chamberbury deliberately put on a nonchalant expression.

But in his heart, he had already had a very strong jealousy of Zuo Si.

Especially the [Tyrant's Scepter] in his hand, which can make people absolutely obedient, is the artifact he most desires.

Unfortunately, this Bane's chosen people knew very well that in the eyes of the gods he served, he was far less important and important than the other.

If you look for trouble and do things at this time, then there is a high probability that you will be disposed of like your friend Manson, or lose control of Santilburg and the church.

As a tyrannical god who emphasizes obedience and order, Bane hates nothing more than his followers and followers going against their will.

"Oh—really? It seems that your mind and magnanimity are much broader than I imagined. ”

Simon bent down and bowed in an almost exaggerated motion.

It's just that to Fuzor Chamberbery, this sentence is quite harsh, more like a mockery.

After all, anyone who has been in contact with this guy knows how arbitrary, domineering, and narrow-minded he is.

But the Tyrant of the Moon Sea didn't turn his face angrily because of this, but instead asked with an interesting smile, "If I'm not mistaken, you seem to have been paying attention to the heir of the murder god Baal lately, right?" ”

Xi Manmeng nodded slightly: "That's right." Whether it is Abdel, who has just died of his adoptive father, or Shalophok, who has secretly gathered a large number of forces and is ambitious to start a war to inherit his father's legacy, they are all within the scope of my observation. ”

"Shalovok? I seem to have heard the name! ”

Fuzor Chamberbury touched the beard on his chin and fell into deep thought.

"He is the adopted son of Rita, the leader of the Iron Throne Chamber of Commerce, and has activated his divinity through some brutal and bloody killing and sacrifice rituals, and even has his own followers.

Even if you meet Shalovok, I'm afraid it will be difficult to bargain for anything.

Also, if nothing else, he will most likely replace the Duke of Iltan with the army of Baldur's Gate to engage you.

Because killing, especially deaths related to violence, is the most stimulating and strengthening the divine power and divinity of Baal, the god of murder.

If I were Shalofok, I would never have missed such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

After all, for Baldur's Gate, the northern city of Waterdeep is too powerful, and it would definitely be unwise to wage war against it.

And Amm in the south has Soth in charge, and Shalovok will never provoke such a strong enemy if he is still a little sane and not crazy.

That's why we're the best opponent for him. ”

As the head of the Dark Intelligence Network, Simon easily explained the direction of the entire event, which originally seemed very complicated, but was actually extremely simple.

Fuzor Chamberberry was obviously also a good hand at playing intrigue and trickery, and immediately sensed something from these words, raised his head and asked in a tone of uncertainty that "Do you think that Soth, who let me launch an invasion at this time, have already discovered this son of Baal called Shalopok, so he plans to kill two birds with one stone?" ”

Siman grinned and replied, "Ah! Are you finally aware of it?

In my opinion, whether it's for you to lead the army of Santil Fort in a full-scale invasion, or to use Shalovok to continue to weaken the political and military power of Baldur's Gate, or the trade alliance that is in full swing to absorb members.

Essentially, they are all part of Lord Soth's vast and meticulous plan.

In addition to this, he also laid two key pawns in some unknown places.

After this war is over, the West Coast, which occupies one-fifth or more of the continent of Faeron, will completely become the property of His Excellency Soth.

Perhaps behind this, he also hides other, more subtle purposes.

So I sincerely advise you not to make those small moves, otherwise the consequences could be very serious.

In addition-

My dear mentor Manzon came.

He must have come for you......"

Hearing the last two words, Fuzor Chamberbury's face suddenly became a little ugly, and he turned his head with a very stiff movement, and sure enough, he saw the last surviving Manson clone flying from a distance with a red light on his face, and without saying a word, he gave him a warm hug, and one of his hands grabbed his ass from behind.

Xi Manmeng bowed gracefully, with a playful smile on his face, and quickly turned away without even stopping for a second.

Because he knows that some spicy images may happen next.

In order to prevent Fuzor Chamberbury from becoming angry, it is better to avoid it a little.