Maltheus's voice continued to ring through the conference hall:

"We all know that the inhabitants of Skull Harbor aren't all cunning and bloodthirsty dangers like the Drowronins, but the presence of a malicious Drow in their midsts can cause untold wreath. For example, just yesterday, a manor in the Amam area adjacent to the city had a brutal murder caused by the Drow Ronin. ”

In order to confirm his argument, the magician from a famous family snapped his fingers, and the invisible mage's hand distributed the unpublished content of the Tin Man Daily to the secret lords—

Quite simply, in one of Am's aristocratic estates, a drow slave who had been sold to the estate broke the spell seal placed on him by a slave trader. In retaliation, the white-haired slave slaughtered the noble manor, and only the nobleman himself, who had gone out to attend the salon, was lucky enough to escape the shadow of death.

Naturally, this argument caused a wave of discussion among the secret lords - the closest passage to Amm in the dark region was naturally Skull Harbor, and it was obvious that this cold-blooded drow killer would most likely pass through the territory of Waterdeep, which was naturally a big challenge to the city's safety.

Of course, there were also secret lords who had different opinions on this, and across from Malcius's seat, most of them were the burghers among the secret lords, and they naturally had different opinions on the issues raised by the noble sect of Malcius.

A fat businessman who thanked stood up from his seat, the fat old man who was not too old looked like a ripe pumpkin, and his fat face was full of sincere smiles, but as soon as he opened his mouth, it was a mockery that was difficult to resist:

"Your Excellency Malcius, I naturally regret the misfortune that has befallen our neighbours. However, I have some different views on this matter itself. It is understandable for a slave to be radical if he wants to get out of his unfortunate situation, even if the slave is a drow, he still has the right to pursue freedom. In fact, if the nobles of Amm could abandon their semi-open slavery and drive out the slavers of unknown origin, at least they would never keep the Drow elves as slaves or pets again. In the same way, though I walk through the alleys of Skull Harbor, I may at any time meet those dark-skinned fools who look down on old Mutt, but even the gods of justice will not judge them before they have put their crimes into action. ”

Maltheus looked at the fat old man's seemingly oily face and nodded cautiously. Contrary to his appearance, the famous fat banker of Waterdeep is not just a good old man who likes to provide loans to adventurers, as he himself says. "Bold and Ruthless Mutt", this is his name in the Shadow World, and the old fat man is also the semi-public liaison of the famous League of Harpists in Waterdeep.

As a result of Mutter's lead, Dhurnan, another secret lord and owner of the Yawn Portal Inn, also stepped forward: "Although I admit that Skull Harbor is a dangerous place mixed with too much scum, since the founding of Waterdeep, the laws of this city have considered the inhabitants of Skull Harbor to be legal residents of this city, so they should also enjoy our protection, rather than driving them out without discrimination. ”

In response to these opinions of the burghers, Malcius still maintained the demeanor of his famous family master, and nodded: "Although many people complain, because of the appearance of Skull Harbor, thieves and robbers have a place to hide, and sometimes there are some vicious cases. In the Letters from Readers section of the Tin Man Daily, the most frequently asked question by the citizens was how to clean up the criminals in Skull Harbor. I admit, however, that Mr. Mutter and Mr. Durnan have a point, and that the strict laws that guarantee the peace of Waterdeep and the warm goodwill that illuminate Waterdeep are the reasons why we are proud to be the crown of the Northlands. Therefore, when we enforce the law, we will not forget to give people a little warmth, so I propose that after the Skull Harbor clearance operation, a local recruitment event should be organized so that more people can stay and live in Waterdeep. In addition, we can also negotiate with the major temples to temporarily contain those who are homeless, so that they can wait for the subsequent settlement, and never let the reputation of Waterdeep be disgraced because of this. ”

Whether it's recruitment or containment, this is the best condition that the citizens can fight for the residents of Skull Harbor. Of course, whether it's the Drowronin, or any other race that humans consider dangerous barbarians, the notoriety of the race itself makes them unrelated to these two benefits.

But there is no way to do it, even if it is the clergy of the god of justice who pursues justice, how many of them can resist not coming immediately after seeing the octopus head of the spirit sucking monster?

The nobles and townspeople reached a consensus, and the busy secret lords battled for several more rounds on their respective issues, handing over the advice to the "Tower of the Black Staff", which was considered to have fulfilled their duties.

After that, the decree approved by Kelburn Black Rod will be officially issued to Waterdeep to enforce the will of the city lord.

While the secret lords redoned their cloaks and robes that had been filled with transfiguration and anti-detection magic, and left, Malcius turned the ring on his hand.

The glow of magic shone on the noble mage's body, and the next moment he appeared on a certain level of the Black Rod Tower.

He was received by an elderly magician, Marco Hubbell, who was working as Kelburn's assistant from the famous Hubbell family.

The Hubbell family is known for their wild experiments with self-magic, so much so that on average, one out of every three members of the family is left with an incurable disability for life due to their rampant magic. Maltheus had even seen a wizard of the Hubbell family turn himself into a horse permanently, and even in addition to retaining the ability to cast spells, the magician who was obsessed with transfiguration even turned into a horse psychologically, madly pursuing a little mare, so that the phrase "my little foal" was given a different meaning in the Hubbell family.

Fortunately, Marco Hubbell was not infected with the crazy personality of the Hubel family, which seemed to be a family inheritance, and the gentle magician calmly took the secret lord's meeting papers handed by Malcius, and immediately prepared to leave. However, at this time, Maltheus asked abruptly, "Teacher Marco, when will His Excellency the City Lord be able to return to Waterdeep City?"

Marco Hubbell turned his head and glanced at the young mage who had once excelled among Kelburn's apprentices, and replied calmly, "He will be back when he completes his field survey of the anomalies in the Enoch Desert." ”

Receiving this information, Malcius saluted Marco Hubbell and quietly left the Black Rod Tower.

(Anti-piracy below, to be corrected later)

Maltheus's voice continued to ring through the conference hall:

"We all know that the inhabitants of Skull Harbor aren't all cunning and bloodthirsty dangers like the Drowronins, but the presence of a malicious Drow in their midsts can cause untold wreath. For example, just yesterday, a manor in the Amam area adjacent to the city had a brutal murder caused by the Drow Ronin. ”

In order to confirm his argument, the magician from a famous family snapped his fingers, and the invisible mage's hand distributed the unpublished content of the Tin Man Daily to the secret lords—

Quite simply, in one of Am's aristocratic estates, a drow slave who had been sold to the estate broke the spell seal placed on him by a slave trader. In retaliation, the white-haired slave slaughtered the noble manor, and only the nobleman himself, who had gone out to attend the salon, was lucky enough to escape the shadow of death.

Naturally, this argument caused a wave of discussion among the secret lords - the closest passage to Amm in the dark region was naturally Skull Harbor, and it was obvious that this cold-blooded drow killer would most likely pass through the territory of Waterdeep, which was naturally a big challenge to the city's safety.

Of course, there were also secret lords who had different opinions on this, and across from Malcius's seat, most of them were the burghers among the secret lords, and they naturally had different opinions on the issues raised by the noble sect of Malcius.

A fat businessman who thanked stood up from his seat, the fat old man who was not too old looked like a ripe pumpkin, and his fat face was full of sincere smiles, but as soon as he opened his mouth, it was a mockery that was difficult to resist:

"Your Excellency Malcius, I naturally regret the misfortune that has befallen our neighbours. However, I have some different views on this matter itself. It is understandable for a slave to be radical if he wants to get out of his unfortunate situation, even if the slave is a drow, he still has the right to pursue freedom. In fact, if the nobles of Amm could abandon their semi-open slavery and drive out the slavers of unknown origin, at least they would never keep the Drow elves as slaves or pets again. In the same way, though I walk through the alleys of Skull Harbor, I may at any time meet those dark-skinned fools who look down on old Mutt, but even the gods of justice will not judge them before they have put their crimes into action. ”

Maltheus looked at the fat old man's seemingly oily face and nodded cautiously. Contrary to his appearance, the famous fat banker of Waterdeep is not just a good old man who likes to provide loans to adventurers, as he himself says. "Bold and Ruthless Mutt", this is his name in the Shadow World, and the old fat man is also the semi-public liaison of the famous League of Harpists in Waterdeep.

As a result of Mutter's lead, Dhurnan, another secret lord and owner of the Yawn Portal Inn, also stepped forward: "Although I admit that Skull Harbor is a dangerous place mixed with too much scum, since the founding of Waterdeep, the laws of this city have considered the inhabitants of Skull Harbor to be legal residents of this city, so they should also enjoy our protection, rather than driving them out without discrimination. ”

In response to these opinions of the burghers, Malcius still maintained the demeanor of his famous family master, and nodded: "Although many people complain, because of the appearance of Skull Harbor, thieves and robbers have a place to hide, and sometimes there are some vicious cases. In the Letters from Readers section of the Tin Man Daily, the most frequently asked question by the citizens was how to clean up the criminals in Skull Harbor. I admit, however, that Mr. Mutter and Mr. Durnan have a point, and that the strict laws that guarantee the peace of Waterdeep and the warm goodwill that illuminate Waterdeep are the reasons why we are proud to be the crown of the Northlands. Therefore, when we enforce the law, we will not forget to give people a little warmth, so I propose that after the Skull Harbor clearance operation, a local recruitment event should be organized so that more people can stay and live in Waterdeep. In addition, we can also negotiate with the major temples to temporarily contain those who are homeless, so that they can wait for the subsequent settlement, and never let the reputation of Waterdeep be disgraced because of this. ”

Whether it's recruitment or containment, this is the best condition that the citizens can fight for the residents of Skull Harbor. Of course, whether it's the Drowronin, or any other race that humans consider dangerous barbarians, the notoriety of the race itself makes them unrelated to these two benefits.

But there is no way to do it, even if it is the clergy of the god of justice who pursues justice, how many of them can resist not coming immediately after seeing the octopus head of the spirit sucking monster?

The nobles and townspeople reached a consensus, and the busy secret lords battled for several more rounds on their respective issues, handing over the advice to the "Tower of the Black Staff", which was considered to have fulfilled their duties.

After that, the decree approved by Kelburn Black Rod will be officially issued to Waterdeep to enforce the will of the city lord.

While the secret lords redoned their cloaks and robes that had been filled with transfiguration and anti-detection magic, and left, Malcius turned the ring on his hand.

The glow of magic shone on the noble mage's body, and the next moment he appeared on a certain level of the Black Rod Tower.

He was received by an elderly magician, Marco Hubbell, who was working as Kelburn's assistant from the famous Hubbell family.

The Hubbell family is known for their wild experiments with self-magic, so much so that on average, one out of every three members of the family is left with an incurable disability for life due to their rampant magic. Maltheus had even seen a wizard of the Hubbell family turn himself into a horse permanently, and even in addition to retaining the ability to cast spells, the magician who was obsessed with transfiguration even turned into a horse psychologically, madly pursuing a little mare, so that the phrase "my little foal" was given a different meaning in the Hubbell family.

(End of chapter)