"How could he possibly be allowed to climb on top of my head?"

If there was anyone within the Wizards of the Coast who would have such an idea of Penn Diesel's actions, it would be Devan Baklaw.

After being reprimanded by old Bucklaw, the adult really disappeared for a long time, and he always chose to be out of sight and out of mind about the wizard - after all, when he knew that his abilities and small actions were not worth mentioning in front of Pan Diesel, he chose to ignore this nasty fellow, although occasionally his ass still hurts, but he temporarily stopped the idea of revenge.

Or rather, he couldn't find a suitable way to vent his anger.

It was clear that now Pan Diesel's actions at the association meeting had given him a way to vent – he had another chance to make his enemies a little uncomfortable.

Especially now that there was a person who was not very happy with the outcome of the meeting and was babbling and complaining across from him.

"Oh, Divan, you know, that plan seems pretty good, but if we do get caught up in it, we're going to get into that group of vampires, and you should know what the wizard has in mind. Hugh Marek, President Banks' secretary, poured a light red wine in one hand and sighed: "But he will definitely deceive many people, and there must not be many wizards in the association who can think of this, most of them only care about their own research and the benefits and materials they can touch, and it is too late to regret it when they are dragged into the war by that wizard." ”

"You're so clever, Marek, those wizards are short-sighted idiots. Devon Bucklaw looked at Shomarek with admiration: "But why don't you break him?"

Shumarek's expression instantly became distracted, and he shook his head: "How many smart people can see through this person's calculations? Even if some people understand it, they still have the idea of taking advantage of the opportunity, but once they are involved, how difficult is it to not help?"

"So we're going to debunk this man's machinations. Devon Bucklaw seemed to be agitated for a moment.

"Oh, forget it. Shumarek waved his hand and lowered his head in a timid manner: "I can't afford to have a bad relationship with that gentleman because of this." ”

"Ah......" Diven Bucklaw raised his eyebrows, and was willing to make a mockery of the secretary's timidity, but at last he only showed a smug sneer with three points of contempt, and turned and walked out of the room.

Hugh Marek raised his eyelids and watched the gentleman leave, the glint in his pupils becoming a little colder.

In the days that followed, the Coast Guild's mages were visited to smear Pan Diesel's plans in the name of exposing the outsider's conspiracy, and although the lobbying wizards were careful to hide the news, all signs pointed the finger at Devon Bacelau, a squirrel, who had left too many flaws, and with a little inquiry, the Coast Guild's wizards knew that this man had a bad relationship with Pan Diesel.

However, this kind of lobbying has also had a considerable effect, at least these wizards have noticed some of the tricks behind Penny's plan, but there are still many wizards who are envious of the benefits they may get from this plan- You must know that the Dragon Coast Association is only a small and medium-sized group among the various wizarding organizations in Faerun, and the scale of operation is shabby, and even the members in it can't make any money, although Penny opened a small sea mouth in the plan, but after calculation and consultation with relevant people, they know that the potential in this plan is quite huge.

Shortly after this mass lobbying, and seemingly as a response to this conspiracy, at the next meeting of the Coastal Society, President Tyran Banks, Elder Shawbrandt, and Elder Miria announced the start of the program and appointed Penn Diesel as acting vice president to preside over the program, much to the shock of many wizards.

The role of leadership at this time is enormous.

Many wizards suddenly had an idea, since President Banks and the two elders had taken the lead in this project, it was obvious that they agreed with Pan Diesel, and in many cases these wizards chose to be a little blind in addition to arcane research, and a group of wizards immediately agreed to participate in this plan.

This undoubtedly stunned Devon Bucklau, who never dreamed that President Tyran Banks had decided to support Penn Diesel's plan, which undoubtedly told him that his time of jumping up and down was in vain, and he turned his head and began to look for Shomarek, but the secretary was nowhere to be found, which of course annoyed him, but he could not vent his anger at all, and he was suffocated in his stomach.

After the meeting, Penny and Banks had a one-on-one conversation in the president's office.

"Banksy, I knew that the Association must have been infiltrated. The wizard's brow furrowed as he thought about what Devon Bucklaw had just done.

"It's impossible not to be infiltrated. Banksy shook his head, "But I believe that simple-minded little guy was just being used, Diesel, do you know what will happen next according to the traditional routine of these conspirators?"

"Of course I do. Penny nodded, "I'm ready, and I'm sure you're too." ”

"Oh, this is a good opportunity to bring together the scattered hearts of the Wizarding Society, Pan, you're right. Banksy frowned: "If Simon's situation is bound to reorganize, we should indeed take the initiative to take our fair share of the cake." ”

"Loose organization is out of fashion. Amazed at the rapid change in the mage leader's mindset, Penny nodded, in agreement.

Tyran Banks nodded approvingly, and a light flashed in the depths of his pupils.

Although Pan Diesel's arrival was a bit of a noise, there was no doubt that the outsider's series of actions had activated some of his original surname, and he was no longer satisfied with a life of just doing some research in the mage tower or distributing a little more oil and water in the process of distributing benefits to the members of the Society.

...... While the Mage Guild is in full swing to manage its influence, Penny is also actively liaising with the Church of Tyre in Simon City, and after a series of changes, he and the vampires have been in a position of incompatibility, unless he is unlucky enough to be bitten by a vampire, otherwise as long as Pan Diesel is alive, the vampires will never let go of this extremely dangerous figure for them.

In this way, there was no need for him to hide his whereabouts, and on a sunny afternoon, he went to the Cathedral of the Blind Truth to taste the afternoon black tea concocted by Bishop Qajar himself.

The chanting sound of the quiet corridor sounded a special charm, so that the strolling people naturally restrained the contempt in their hearts, and in this absolutely serious area, the archbishop's civilian robe made people unconsciously relaxed.

Of course, the most basic respect is still there, but the relaxed emotions are balanced to the point where they are just right.

I have to say that Bishop Khazar is a very good person at dealing with people, otherwise it would not be possible to run the Tyre Church in a good way in Simon, a place where merchants are in power, and he is sharply opposed to vampires, but he has not been killed until now, which shows the power of this archbishop.

Penny was even more surprised to learn from certain sources that the archbishop was an extremely warlike war priest in his youth, and at the same time admired the priest's prowess.

The bishop waved his hand and invited the wizard to sit down, and first praised the wizard:

"Mr. Diesel, your actions in the Wizards of the Coast Guild have been wonderful, and if we can convince all the wizards in this guild to stand against the vampires, then we will have a much better chance of eradicating the vampires. ”

"This ......" The wizard raised his eyebrows and shook his head slightly, looking disagreeing with the bishop's statement: "To tell you the truth, Lord Khazar, the number of our official wizards is only fifty-four, and less than one-third of them have a certain combat ability, such a force, it is difficult to imagine that it can play a decisive role in such a struggle." ”

"No, no, no, Mr. Diesel, you think too highly of those vampires, in fact, their true power is not huge, otherwise they can't have been able to control this city openly for hundreds of years?" As long as he doesn't die, no matter how many dukes and counts we kill, or hundreds or thousands of vampire minions, as long as he exists, the city will always be shrouded in the shadow of vampires. ”

"So serious?"

"According to some clues, the Night King of this generation is a very rare legendary spellcaster. Khazar sighed and said really valuable information, and the wizard unconsciously said: "So his power is beyond imagination, and it is likely that the product of the previous generation of Night Kings who first embraced a legendary mage and was then devoured." ”

"Legendary mage first embraced?" Penny twitched, he couldn't imagine a legendary mage being embraced by a vampire for the first time.

Even if you want to live forever, no wizard will use this method - becoming a vampire will take a long life, but there are also some restrictions, and if you need freedom, you will have to fight an extremely dangerous battle with the first champion - although the legendary caster has many ways to counter the first champion's dominance over the vampire descendants, the stakes are still huge, and there are many ways for the legendary caster to prolong their life, and it is impossible to choose this dangerous and restrictive way.

Obviously, even if this happens, the legendary mage is not voluntary, which makes it even more unimaginable for Penny - the reason is simple, in the face of a powerful wizard with legendary spell-casting ability, it is unlikely that a vampire king of average level will bite the opponent's neck before being bombarded to slag.

And it's impossible for a vampire to make such a dangerous move—if you first have a legendary mage, even if you bite it, there's a huge chance that you'll be backlashed later—and the legendary caster won't be willingly controlled.

"It's probably an accident, anyway...... It no longer makes sense to pursue such a thing, and it is important that we address this problem. Bishop Qajar's expression was a little helpless.

It seems that this legendary vampire king with a somewhat unpredictable background has caused him countless troubles.

"Lord Bishop, you want to kill such a vampire king......" Penny frowned.

It's a very difficult thing to do.

"Actually, it's not difficult, as long as we can get all the nobles and organizations in Ximen City out of his control, and mobilize as many forces as possible to encircle him, he can't deal with this level of blow alone. ”

With that, Penny nodded.

This is not very difficult to understand, the average legendary wizard, in the face of a team of dozens of well-equipped and well-trained adventurers, will never dare to go head-to-head, will cast legendary spells, does not mean that the world is invincible.

"We have to start with two of his right-hand men. Bishop Qajar recounted his plan step by step.

"You mean the two dukes?" Penny raised an eyebrow.

"Yes, these two evil fellows are the stewards of all the Night King's forces at Simon, and as far as I know, one of them lurks among the nobles to report to the Night King, while the other holds the 'Night Mask'. Bishop Khazar drank a glass of water: "The most important thing is that these two guys know the whereabouts of the Night King. ”

Penny thought for a moment, but still shook his head, "But we don't know who they are. ”

"So we're going to find a way to get them exposed. Khazar seems to have a whole plan: "The first thing to deal with is the duke lurking among the nobles, as long as this one is eliminated and the leadership circle of the Simon layer is cleared, the Night Lord will not be able to get accurate information, which can make it easier for us to act further." ”

"Sounds like a good idea, but how do we do it?" Penny tried to get more real information.

"We need allies, and I happen to have one here. Bishop Qajar smiled firmly: "Let's talk about it here today, and we'll talk about the rest another day." ”

Seeing such a smile, on the way out of the meeting hall, the wizard secretly began to frown, although the bishop did not reveal his plan clearly, but the corner of the revelation already has some all-encompassing flavor, of course, such a character can not only exorcise the vampire and then do nothing, according to the consistent practice of the Church of Tyre, after eradicating the old forces and breaking the old interest system, a new order will inevitably be established according to the creed of the just God, and at that time...... What's the use of keeping Penny still?

Although he knew that the Bishop would inevitably leave a place for him, Edmund, and the Wizards of the Coast in the new order, and in the style of the Church of Tyre, that position would also contain a certain amount of equity that would not leave these fellows who had contributed to the fight against 'evil' penniless, Penny was able to deduce that that position was definitely far from what he had expected.

You can cooperate with the Church of Tyre to deal with vampires, but you must seize the opportunity, you can't let them take absolute dominance, and in the process of cooperation, you must also be false and real, have reservations, and you can't continue to be led by the nose like this.

It was very clear that the wizard had such an awareness in his heart, and a trace of vigilance that quickly lurked at the bottom of his pupils flashed in his eyes.

As he passed through the temple vestibule, he was caught by two men in front of him, Serra Grofia, who was in full armor, walking side by side along the road with a young man in shiny armor, and when he saw Penny, Serra's quiet eyes fluctuated slightly, and his steps slowed down unconsciously.

The wizard glanced at the lady, who had been silent and almost stone in the last battle to regain the body of the old Edmund, and in the days that followed, the wizard often went in and out of the Temple of Tyre, and occasionally saw it, and then walked silently after a slight movement of his gaze, which undoubtedly made Penny feel very uncomfortable.

Although a clear line has been drawn between the two through various forms, it can be regarded as a friendship that was once born and died together, and it still makes him feel uncomfortable at this point.

Penny felt even more vaguely that the way he had handled his relationship with Sierra was very inappropriate, but he couldn't say what was wrong.

Of course, it was the same this time, I had the heart to say hello and alleviate this embarrassment, but I was suppressed by the inexplicable gloom on Serra's face, but in the end, he found a breakthrough.

The young man's surname was dressed as a holy warrior, but the emblem on his chest was not a warhammer, a scale, or a blue shield belonging to Tyr, but a scene of a brilliant field with the texture of jewels.

This emblem made Penny's heart move, and every red-robed mage apprentice who was about to complete his studies knew that when he saw a priest wearing such a holy emblem outside of Ser in the future, he must stay away and try not to approach - Lansendel's followers are all in the vanguard of hostility against evil gods and all kinds of dark organizations, and in terms of fighting evil, the teachings and creeds of Lansendel, the god of dawn, are far more extreme than Tyr's.

This made Penny feel a little uncomfortable, and the young warrior who was looking at Penny with scrutinizing eyes ended his silence:

"Sir, do you need any help?"

His voice was low and soft, pleasant to sound, and unconsciously felt safe, like a normal paladin, but Penny felt a little awkward, especially when the tall, handsome young man stood side by side with Serra.

"This is Lord Tirantus. Seemingly equally intent on ending such an encounter as soon as possible, Serra answered the wizard's questioning gaze: "The Church representing the Lord of Morning Light has come to form an alliance with us, and the Bishop is waiting to receive him, Mr. Diesel. ”

Sensing an uncomfortable feeling in these words, which were both impeachable in terms of words and tone, and a clear sense of repulsion from them, Penny's mood suddenly became very bad, and he hurriedly said hello, and walked out of the church at once.

Seeing the wizard's departure, Serra exhaled a long breath, and the sound from his nose fell into the ears of Tirantus, who was close at hand, and he looked at Serra's not very good face, and frowned: "Lord Grofia, may I ask, that gentleman just now, is it Mr. Pan Diesel who is now in the city?"

Serra glanced at him and nodded slightly.

"Oh, why is he in this sacred place?" Tirantus' brow furrowed even tighter, his face full of confusion, "In many places, it is rumored that he used witchcraft to indulge the head of the Edmund family and take power from it, and this sacred place should not accept his footprints until the facts are ascertained." ”

The words of the fellow paladin caused a palpable anger to rise in Serra's pupils, and her two blue eyes stared at Tirantus motionlessly, until the latter's expression gradually became solemn, and began to examine her possible mistakes according to the self-discipline of a paladin, Serra turned her head and walked towards the depths of the temple: "The rumors stop at the wise, Mr. Tirantus. ”

The Apostle Lansendel, who had remained in place, frowned again.

(To be continued)