Zuo Si had actually thought about transforming Dragon Knight from a simple summoned creature into a follower for a long time.

Because as the only follower at present, Pyromancer Alena obviously does not meet his requirements in terms of both ability and personality.

Moreover, anyone in the continent of Faerun can easily use various arcane spells, divine arts, potions and magic items to protect themselves or even become immune to single-attribute fire magic attacks.

Therefore, Zuo Si needed to train a follower who met his requirements, and Davidian, who had followed him the longest, happened to be the most suitable candidate.

First of all, he is a melee professional who can perform a series of tasks including guarding, vigilance, and clearing out miscellaneous soldiers.

When encountering a strong enemy, it can also become a reliable meat shield, forcing the opponent to not target the mage in the first place.

And when it turns into a red dragon, it can also serve as a mount and a means of transportation.

Secondly, he has a calm personality. No matter what happens, he will never panic and will always obey orders 100%.

Even if Zuo Si required him to die, he would do it without hesitation.

This is many times better than Alena, who gets into trouble every now and then.

However, transforming Davian into a follower requires one very important thing, that is, a living red dragon, and it must be at least "extremely old" in age. The ideal situation is to find an ancient dragon or an ancient red dragon.

But this is obviously not easy.

After all, as the most powerful red dragon among the five colored evil dragons, when he reaches old age, he is basically equivalent to the overlord of a faction.

Entering the ancient dragon or even the ancient age level, every one of them is extremely difficult to deal with, which is not much easier than challenging a lesser demon lord in the material plane.

In fact, when a red dragon reaches adulthood, it can compete with the legendary creature Balor.

After becoming an ancient dragon, he can easily suppress the opponent.

When entering the ancient age group, hunting a Balor Fire Demon is only slightly challenging for these extremely powerful beasts.

Just when Zuo Si was considering whether to choose Balagos "Flying Flame" as the capture target, or the "egg-eating maniac" Klaus in the north as the capture target, a voice interrupted his thoughts.

"Lord Soth, thank you for all you have done for Amn. On behalf of the Council of Six and all the citizens, I present you this gift as a symbol of honor and gratitude. I hope you will continue to protect Athkatra from demons, devils, and other evil creatures in the future."

After that, a member of the six-member council personally presented the exquisite gift box that had been prepared.

You don't need to ask to know that what is contained here is the reward for Zuo Si's defeat of the six-armed snake demon lord.

As an expanding commercial empire, the Amn government has always been wealthy.

Especially after mastering advanced coin minting technology, they would even secretly collect gold and silver currencies from other regions, then bring them back and melt them down to mint their own gold coins to earn the difference.

Therefore, they are quite generous when rewarding those who have made contributions.

Everyone who participated in this operation received at least thousands or even tens of thousands of gold coins as a reward.

As for those who unfortunately died and could not be resurrected, an additional pension and remuneration would be given to their immediate family members.

The Six-Man Council demonstrated with practical actions how they would treat heroes who stepped forward in times of crisis.

Despite the extra expenditure of a huge amount of wealth, it won unanimous recognition from all levels of society.

Doing so also brings many additional benefits, such as significantly reducing the dissatisfaction of the lower classes with the current situation of corruption, money-for-power transactions, and the rampant Shadow Thieves Guild.

Because in the eyes of ordinary people, although the country's existing administrative system has many problems, it is still very reliable when encountering a crisis.

At least he has never made any mistakes on major issues of right and wrong.

This is considered quite good in the continent of Faerun, which is full of various conspiracies and dangerous monsters.

In addition, because the crisis was handled properly, the city itself did not suffer any damage, and it also increased the merchants' confidence in the safety of Askatla.

It can be predicted that for a long time in the future, there will be businessmen and chambers of commerce coming to invest, purchase or rent houses, warehouses and shops.

The revenue generated by the increase in land prices alone would allow the six-member council to recover all the money they had spent, and perhaps even make a considerable profit.

Therefore, Zuo Si was very sure that no matter what was in this small box, its value would definitely not be less than 500,000 gold coins.

He took the box with a smile and responded softly, "Thank you very much. Don't worry, as long as I live in this city, anyone who wants to cause trouble will have to get past me first. And I swear, I will take revenge on those who are hiding behind this."

"I'm relieved to hear you say that. Let's go. The Council has prepared a banquet for you and other heroes to celebrate the victory. The council members and civilian representatives also hope to express their gratitude in person."

This six-member council member, who was completely hidden behind a magic mask, had a distinctly flattering tone.

Needless to say, he must have seen the battle images transmitted through the Magic Eye and understood how powerful and terrifying the power was held by the Chosen One of the Goddess of Poison and Disease and the Goddess of Magic.

Apart from anything else, the two red dragons, the green dragon that was used as a mount, and the Plate Crusher and the Oranli Hydra that could chase demons and slaughter them crazily were enough to easily destroy a large city like Askatla.

Not to mention the numerous golems and other summoned creatures.

Most importantly, since the entire country of Amn is extremely short of high-end forces like legendary wizards, the Council of Six is ​​very envious of the fact that Waterdeep has two voters of the goddess of magic sitting in its capital.

The latter did not show any panic even though there was a huge maze like the Underground City filled with all kinds of terrifying monsters at the foot of the city, but was able to deal with it calmly.

But now, a person has appeared in Askatla. Naturally, we must cherish him, win him over, and try to keep him in this city forever.

Over time, even if you do nothing, your reputation alone can scare off many people who want to cause trouble.

Zuo Si undoubtedly saw through the other party's thoughts and immediately responded: "That's right, I also have something I need to talk to you about."

"No problem. We can go to the study to talk alone after the party. Several other people will be there then."

In this way, accompanied by a low conversation, the two men quickly ended the political show, and got on the carriage amid the applause and cheers of a large number of onlookers, and drove straight to the venue of the banquet.

After about ten minutes, we arrived at a luxurious mansion on the other side of the administrative district.

Obviously, this is the family residence of a traditional Amn noble. Both the courtyard wall and the sculptures at the door have a history of at least two or three hundred years.

The red roses are densely spread all around, giving the whole place a very stylish and sophisticated feel.

When Zuo Si and the six council members walked through the gate, a man in a tuxedo with meticulously combed hair came straight towards them.

"Ah! The hero who saved Athkatra has finally arrived. Please come in, the banquet can officially begin soon."

Soon, under his guidance, the two passed through the garden and entrance hall and entered the crowded hall.

During this journey of less than half a minute, a member of the six-member council took the opportunity to introduce in a low voice: "This is Koel Delrin, a nobleman with great reputation in Askatra.

He offered to host a banquet at his home to entertain all the members involved in the operation and also paid part of the expenses.

But from what I understand, the reason he did this was because he had a son named Anomen who was training with the Knights of the Burning Heart.

If nothing unexpected happens, I want to take advantage of the fact that the Knights lost a large number of people this time to help him become a trainee knight. "

Kole Delrin? Anomen? Hearing these two familiar names, Zuo Si immediately realized why he always had an inexplicable sense of familiarity when passing the road ahead, as if he had seen it somewhere before.

Just as he was about to find some non-alcoholic drinks to moisten his throat, a young man with short brown hair who looked about 17 or 18 years old ran down from the second floor and said in an excited and excited tone: "It is a great honor to meet you, Sir Soth. I just heard the story of the battle with the demons told by Grand Master Witheran. It was you who saved Askatra and saved countless people and the city from being slaughtered and destroyed by the demons."

"Who are you......"

Zuo Si had obviously guessed the other party's identity, but still wanted to confirm it.

"My name is Anomen, Anomen Delrin. I have just become a priest of the Guardian God of Heim and am currently receiving training in the Knights of the Burning Heart. You and the famous Sir Kaidong are my idols to learn from and admire. In fact, when I was recruiting people to enter the sewers, I submitted an application, but was rejected due to lack of experience. Otherwise, I could have joined this glorious battle."

When he said this, there was a strong sense of regret in the young man's tone.

He obviously had no idea that in the battle in the deepest part of the sewer, the paladins of the Knights of the Burning Heart were almost wiped out, and only the Grand Master and Kaidong survived.

A trainee like this who hasn't even earned the title of trainee will probably just be food for the demons if he goes down.

"Believe me, Anomen, the Knights did not approve your application for your own good.

Because among all the people who participated in the action, except those who are attending the banquet here today, more than half of them are lying in coffins in the cemetery forever.

Some of them couldn't even find their bodies, so they could only put the weapons and armor they carried with them into the burial.

The real battle is much more brutal and dangerous than you think, and it is definitely not comparable to tasks like clearing goblins and kobolds."

After saying that, Zuo Si took a sip of the juice brought by the maid.

Just when Anomen was about to prove himself, Grand Master Weatherland suddenly appeared behind him and stopped him with a helpless tone: "Okay, Dellin, stop complaining that I didn't approve your request. It's too early for you to face the terrible lower-dimensional creatures like demons. But I promise that when you become an apprentice knight, you will be allowed to participate in some missions soon."

"Really? Can I finally join the mission?" Anomen's eyes lit up slightly.

"Yes. Since more than a dozen of our brothers and sisters died this time, the Knights Templar need to promote a large number of personnel. If nothing goes wrong, you can get the title of apprentice knight in about two months at most if you perform well." Witheran gave a straightforward affirmative answer.

"Excellent! I swear on my life and honor that I will not let you down."

After getting the promise he wanted, Anomen immediately turned around excitedly and rushed to the backyard to share the good news with his friends and sisters.

Watching his receding figure, Weatherland couldn't help but sigh slightly: "Alas - young people nowadays are really impatient, aren't they? I really hope I didn't make a wrong decision."

"Has Ser Col Deling come to you?"

Zuo Si glanced at Anomen's father who was chatting and laughing with a group of dignitaries.

"Yes, that's right. This noble is trying to become a councillor in order to expand his family's power. And an apprentice knight serving in the Knights of the Burning Heart can obviously bring him a lot of extra points. And he promised to donate a batch of high-quality weapons and armor to the Knights so that we can equip more trainees."

Weatherland touched his slightly graying hair and told the content of the transaction.

As the supreme leader of the Knights of the Burning Heart, he obviously cannot be as stubborn as other paladins, but needs to make some compromises without violating his principles.

This is why most of the paladins of the Knights Templar are of noble birth, or at least have a noble title.

Because only when a person has enough food and clothing can he pursue idealistic things such as justice and order.

If one is hungry all day, his biological instinct will prompt him to do his best to find food, acquire more wealth and power to change the status quo, and he will never be able to become a holy knight.

According to Zuo Si's understanding, the paladins of the Knights of the Burning Heart are mainly composed of three parts.

One of them was a lone paladin who came from other places to join, and the other was someone who had been nurtured and trained since childhood.

For example, Kaidong's family is a family of holy warriors who have served Torm, the god of loyalty and courage, for generations.

His grandfather was a paladin, his father was a paladin, and he himself is still a paladin of this generation. He is a typical example of a son following in his father's footsteps.

As for the last one, it is to recruit young people who voluntarily join, and then carry out rigorous training and cultivation so that they can acquire the basic qualities of becoming a holy knight.

But due to various reasons, not many of these young people can finally pass the test and be promoted to holy knights.

Most of them can only serve as servants throughout their lives, following the paladins to fight evil, until they die in battle one day, or retire because they are too old to lift the sword.

Of course, there are also some who cannot stand those harsh dogmas and eventually rebel against the Knights Templar, fighting various criminal activities in the way they think is right.

The fate of these people was basically either they were eliminated by the Knights, or they were retaliated by the Shadow Thieves and killed.

Thinking of this, Zuo Si couldn't help but sigh: "It's really not easy to be the Grand Commander. By the way, where is Sir Kaidong? Why don't I see him?"

Witheran smiled and replied, "Sir Kedon's second child is born. He is currently at home with his wife and newborn child. He has no time to attend any banquets. However, the bonus awarded by the Council of Six will allow him to buy some more expensive gifts to appease his wife's dissatisfaction."

"He went on such a dangerous mission when his wife was pregnant and about to give birth?" Zuo Si raised his eyebrows in disbelief.

At this moment, he finally understood why Kaidong's wife eventually chose to cheat.

No matter who you are, you won’t be able to resist meeting such a “perfect” husband.

“I once advised Kaidong, but it had the opposite effect.

Perhaps this is the price to pay for pursuing justice.

After all, the final fate of the members of the Knights of the Burning Heart is to die in the fight against evil, and almost no one can live to die of natural causes.

Today's banquet is to celebrate the victory, so let's not talk about these spoilers. Finally, I wish you a pleasant evening.

You know, many noble ladies come here just for you."

After saying this, Weatherland raised his glass to signal, then tilted his head back, drank it all, turned around and disappeared into the crowd.

It can be seen that he was actually in no mood to attend this so-called "celebration party" and was just forced to cooperate with the six-member council in a political show.

After all, just yesterday, the Knights had held a solemn collective funeral and witnessed the weeping scenes of the families who had lost their fathers, husbands and sons.

In contrast, Ailan Linville, who represented the Shadow Thieves Guild, had no psychological burden at all, and was even in the mood to flirt with a "broad-minded" lady.

There was no sense at all that in this operation, the elite assassins and thieves sent by the Shadow Thieves were collectively wiped out, and not even a single one came back alive.

But when he noticed Zuo Si was sitting alone in the corner, he immediately left the lady who had been teased to the point of arousal, walked through the crowd with a very nimble step, sat down on the chair next to him, and asked in a half-joking tone: "Why? Those graceful human girls are not to your taste? Or do you prefer the type with a bit of exotic charm?"

"This has nothing to do with taste. They approach me with some ulterior motives. I simply don't like being entangled in trouble." Zuo Si shrugged indifferently.

"Ha! Typical cold-blooded wizard's way of thinking. Believe me, after this incident, no one in the entire Athkatla will dare to trouble you anymore. So you can enjoy it to your heart's content without taking any responsibility." Ailan Linville encouraged in a low voice.

Zuo Si looked up and down at the nominal supreme leader of the Shadow Thieves Guild with a slightly strange look.

"You came all the way here just to talk about these boring things? If I really have this need, I can summon any succubus, sensuality demon, water fairy, or dryad to get the ultimate enjoyment. For a wizard, satisfying physical desires is to keep his brain calm and rational, not what you understand."

"Damn it! You are so boring." Allen Linville sighed and took out a piece of parchment from his arms. "Here, take it and have a look."

"What's this?"

Zuo Si took it and spread it out, and found that it was densely written with the names of dozens of commodities, and the weights marked behind them.

Ailan Linville answered without hesitation: "As you can see, this is a purchase list. It contains all the in-demand commodities that the Nalanser Islands have recently sold in large quantities. We hope to get them at a more favorable price."

"What does this have to do with me?"

Zuo Si pretended to be innocent and spread his hands.

"Don't give me that! You are the actual controller of the Nalansel Islands, and all those pirates obey your orders." Ailan Linville rolled his eyes in annoyance.

Needless to say, the Shadow Thieves Guild had already thoroughly investigated the situation in the Nalanther Islands.

After all, this matter has long been no secret to many forces.

Similarly, the new spellcasting organization, the Arcane Mystic Society, has gradually come into people's attention and become a focus of attention.

Zuo Si neither admitted nor denied what Ailan Linville said, but simply asked in a slightly playful tone: "You bought so much goods at one time, are you planning to carry out large-scale smuggling activities?"

"That's right. We plan to use this opportunity to make a fortune and expand our influence on the west coast, especially in Waterdeep. In return, we can provide you with some of the most secret and unknown information."

Returning to Waterdeep to take revenge on the lords who expelled them has always been the long-cherished wish of the Shadow Guild's top leaders and the driving force behind their active expansion.

By destroying Waterdeep's normal trade system through large-scale smuggling, we can not only strike at those merchants and nobles, but also foster underground guild organizations that are inclined towards the Shadow Thieves. This is simply killing two birds with one stone.

And when the power of these thieves guilds grows larger and larger, and they are even able to infiltrate high-level officials and influence decision-making, the Shadow Thieves can return to Waterdeep openly and launch a reckoning against their former enemies.

It was natural that Zuo Si couldn't be unaware of the plans of the Shadow Thieves' top brass.

After thinking for a moment, he nodded happily: "Deal. But the premise is that I don't care what method you use, this transaction must be carried out according to the normal process. As for how to transport and handle it after the purchase, that is your business."

"Haha, no problem. I wish us a pleasant cooperation."

Alan Linville agreed without even thinking about it.

Because this is not a problem at all for the Shadow Thieves Guild, which has a huge influence.

If necessary, they could even raise a fleet of more than a dozen ships within a week.

After achieving the most important purpose of this trip, Ailan Linville became obviously much more relaxed, and even began to talk about the fierce conflict that had broken out between the followers of Bane and Cyric in Zhentil Keep in recent times.

As Cyric, who inherited all the priesthood of the Three Gods of Death, gradually completed his transformation from a mortal to a god, he finally began to devote his efforts to consolidate the church power of Melkor, Baal and Bane in the mortal world.

Most of Baal's followers turned to Cyric at the first opportunity, and gave him the name of Baal - Cyric's new god.

The situation of the second generation God of Death, Melkor, was similar. The church was completely incorporated into Cyric's army with almost no resistance.

But only the followers of Bane, the god of tyranny, refused to submit to Cyric.

Just the opposite!

Under the leadership of Manshoon and Fuzor Chamberlain, they became more united than ever before, and continued to drive the power of the Church of Cyric out of the Zhentarim and Zhentil Keep.

This action undoubtedly angered the proud, arrogant and arrogant Xirik.

Not long ago, the internal conflicts in Zhentil Keep finally accumulated to the point where they could no longer be concealed, and the first large-scale civil war broke out.

Unfortunately, due to the loose organization of the Xirik Church, the power seizure action they launched was unsurprisingly ruthlessly suppressed.

Including four faction leaders and more than 600 participants, all were killed.

The strength that was gathered with great difficulty was dissipated.

It can be foreseen that in the next few years, Zhentil Keep will still be firmly controlled by the Church of Bane.

But at the same time, Cyric will not willingly accept defeat, and will try to bring Zhentil Keep and the Zhentarim under his control again. He might even descend in anger and directly destroy the entire city.

After all, there are no restrictions on the gods descending and incarnating in the continent of Faerun.

But usually, when a god incarnates, the gods that are hostile to him are likely to incarnate as well.

Just as after the orc god Gruumsh came, the dwarf god and the elf god also came one after another.

But the situation in Zhentil Keep is somewhat special.

This place was originally protected by Bane, the god of tyranny.

But the problem is that Bane had died during the turbulent years, and now there is only a Son of God with the power of a demigod barely holding on, which is not enough to resist Cyric, a powerful god.

As for other gods of the good camp who are at odds with Xirik, they will not spend time and energy saving a city full of evil people.

"It seems that Zhentil Castle is doomed to be destroyed." Zuo Si bluntly asserted after listening to the intelligence collected by the Shadow Thief.

"You mean... Dark Sun will personally send down an avatar to destroy Zhentil Castle?" Ailan Linville opened his mouth in surprise.

Zuo Si nodded slightly. "Almost. If it were any other god, they might still take into account the painful lessons of the turbulent years. But Cyric is different. His radical and moody personality means there is nothing he dares not do. If I were you, I would completely sever all cooperation with the Zhentarim and Zhentil Keep in the near future, otherwise the consequences will be very serious."

"Damn it! Thanks for reminding me. I'll take care of it when I get back."

An expression of lingering fear suddenly appeared on Ailan Linville's face.

You know, the top leaders of the Shadow Thieves Guild planned to use this opportunity to originally cooperate with the Zhentarim in the North.

But now it seems that this is tantamount to playing with fire.

"You're welcome. I hope that Athkatra can maintain its current stability and prosperity. The Shadow Thieves Guild is an indispensable part of it. Also, help me investigate whether there are any red dragons that have reached the age of ancient dragons or even great dragons in Amn, as well as the location of their lairs and the range of their activities."

Zuo Si unceremoniously assigned the task of searching for a red dragon that met the requirements to the other party.

As local tyrants, these guys must know the nests and activity ranges of many dragons, and they may even have "business" dealings with some of them.

It turned out that his guess was correct.

When Ailan Linville heard this request, he was stunned for a moment, and then he asked doubtfully: "Are you trying to kill or capture an ancient dragon?"

"You don't need to worry about what I do, just provide me with information. Also, regarding the goods, I don't want meaningless things like gold coins. It's better to exchange them for gems, mithril, fine gold, cold iron, or other rare and precious magic materials, items and scrolls."

After saying this, Zuo Si ignored the other party's reaction and stood up and walked towards the study on the second floor.

Because he saw a member of the six-member council waving at him with a very obscure gesture.

After getting rid of the girls and ladies who wanted to approach him and enter the study, Zuo Si saw the six people who controlled the highest power in Amn sitting around the sofa, obviously having been waiting for him for a long time.

The leading old man was the first to ask, "I heard that you have something important to discuss with us?"

"Yes. I think you should have known for a long time that the Nalansel Islands is a force under my control, right?" Zuo Si simply stated it straight to the point.

"Of course. We are very happy that you can establish order in the chaotic sea. This is great news for all merchants. Tell me, are you in trouble? We will help you if we can."

Another member of the six-member council expressed his attitude clearly.

Although all ships have to pay 10% of their profits to the Nelanther Islands, this is nothing compared to the security and stability of trade.

What's more, the Nelanther Islands are the largest producer of sugar, which perfectly complements Amn's booming New World cocoa trade.

In addition, the island has a small population and even fewer people engaged in commercial activities, and more than half of the export share is controlled by the nearest Amn merchants.

Even the ships docked at the port are mostly from Amn.

In addition, the war between the Nelanther Islands and Baldur's Gate completely sealed off this city with great potential.

Therefore, the six-member council's favorable impression of the Nelanther Islands was so great that they wanted to sign an alliance agreement immediately.

At that time, the two sides will join forces to directly monopolize the maritime trade from the Sword Sea to the Sword Bay, leaving other city-states with no chance to benefit from it.

Seeing the positive attitudes of these top dignitaries of Amn, Zuo Si immediately smiled and shook his head: "No, it's not that I've encountered difficulties, but I'm about to start a war with the Arcane Brotherhood and plan to completely occupy and annex Luskan."

"What? Annex Luskan!"

The leading old man stood up directly from the sofa, raised his head and stared at the map of the west coast of Faerun continent hanging on the wall of the study.

In about ten seconds, he quickly understood what it would mean if the Nelanther Islands really defeated the Arcane Brotherhood and occupied Luskan.

That means a super maritime power spanning the Sea of ​​Swords, the Sword Coast, and all the way to the Far North will be formed.

In the south of the Sea of Swords, Mylatma becomes a land point, closely connected to the Nelanther Islands across the Strait of Racing.

To the north of the Sea of ​​Swords is the important land point of Baldur's Gate, and further north are the Korrin Islands and the Whalebone Islands.

Finally, there is Luskan, the City of a Thousand Sails, near the Far North.

All these islands and port cities will be like a huge net, firmly controlling large areas of the most prosperous sea routes for trade.

Most importantly, Zuo Si, who controls everything, is the chosen one of the two gods. He is also a powerful spellcaster who can defeat lesser abyss lords and summon hundreds of monster armies out of thin air.

Therefore, once the power is formed, there will be no turbulence for a long time. Instead, it will maintain stable development and become stronger and stronger.

The only thing that made the six-member council feel extremely fortunate was that, to some extent, Zuo Si was a member of the ruling class of the Amn nation and was truly "one of their own."

After discussing quietly for a while, the leading elder asked, "Are you sure this behavior will not cause fierce opposition from important city-states in the North, such as Silvermoon City, Neverwinter City, and Waterdeep City?"

Zuo Si responded meaningfully, "Don't worry. I have already consulted Lord Khelben, Lady Alustriel, and Lord Nasir. Waterdeep and Silvermoon will turn a blind eye or even acquiesce. Lord Nasir has formed an alliance with me and will contact surrounding towns to form a coalition to hold back part of Luskan's forces."

"Since you have prepared everything, just go for it. Politically, we will give you our full support. But militarily, I'm afraid we can't do anything. The army of Am has always been a bit weak. You know that."

The old man's tone revealed his frustration at not being able to make the best use of his talents.

There was a time when he wanted to abolish Amn's current conscription system and directly hire two or three thousand knights and heavy armored infantry known for their bravery and fearlessness from other countries, such as the Kingdom of Tethyr in the south, which was in the midst of a civil war.

But considering that these people's roots are not in Amn, their loyalty cannot be guaranteed, so the matter can only be left unresolved.

"I don't need military support, but I do need some cargo ships to transport supplies. You know, Luskan is not a city that can survive on local agriculture. I need at least fifty ships to arrive in time with food and other necessities of life after the war. I will pay for these supplies and allow them to be filled with local specialties when they leave."

Zuo Si calmly put forward his conditions.

Although he had boxes blessed with the Traceless Stretching Charm that could be used for large-scale material transportation, there was no need to use a backward means of transportation like a sailboat.

But the problem is that using boxes for transportation will not reassure people.

The residents of Luskan must see with their own eyes the ships loaded with supplies arriving at the port, and then carry down large amounts of food and daily necessities.

Moreover, when these merchant ships return, they will purchase local specialties to revitalize the economy and gradually form stable trade routes.

In addition, the supportive attitude of the Am government will also give some confidence to those businessmen who are waiting and watching.

In short, defeating the Arcane Brotherhood and occupying Luskan has never been a challenging task in Zuo Si's eyes.

The most difficult part is how to carry out social transformation and governance after the occupation.

"We can promise you this right here. After the army of the Nelanther Islands occupies Luskan, at least fifty large ships filled with daily necessities will depart from Askatla immediately."

"That's right! My family will send at least ten ships."

"Most of my family's ships are in the Maztec Continent, and I only have four ships left."

"Count me in. I can spare five ships."

…

Upon hearing about this mutually beneficial and profitable thing, the six-member council members unanimously chose to take practical action to support it.

You should know that although the Far North is cold and barren, it is rich in many valuable things.

Among them, handicrafts carved from fish bones are the most famous specialty of the Ten Towns of Icewind Dale.

There are also furs, herbs, various biological viscera, gall bladders, bones and hair that can be used as magical materials.

Especially the pure white complete winter wolf fur, which is worth eight hundred to one thousand gold coins per piece.

The local purchase price is less than two hundred gold coins.

The prices of daily necessities such as food and ironware are much more expensive there than in the south.

So as long as security is guaranteed, trading can be quite profitable.

But in the past, these trades were monopolized by those illegal merchants in Luskan.

If outsiders dare to approach, they will be robbed by Luskan pirates in minutes.

But if Luskan were annexed by the Nelanther Islands, the situation would naturally be different.

Just like that, after discussing the specific details with the six-member council, Zuo Si quickly left the boring banquet and returned to the Mage Tower.

Just as he stood at the door and was about to go in, the demon elf who called himself Fed suddenly walked out of the shadows and handed him a note folded into a heart shape.

"Here, the boss asked me to give it to you. He also said that you'd better destroy it immediately after reading it. He doesn't want to be hunted by the red dragon."

"Got it. Go back and tell Ailan Linville not to worry. No matter what the name of the notorious red dragon is on this note, it is no longer a threat from the moment it comes into my hands."

After saying that, Zuo Si opened the note and glanced through the contents at a very fast speed.

However, what surprised him was that the name the other party gave to his red dragon was not Balagos "Flying Flame" which frequently appeared in Amn, but another very familiar name - Fercrag.

Not only that!

Below the note was the location of the latter's lair in Windspear Hill, as well as a very detailed diagram of the interior structure.

It was obvious that either the Shadow Thieves Guild had some unknown PY transaction with this dragon, or they had once thought of stealing "Old Fei's" treasure.

"interesting..."

Zuo Si raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and he casually lit the note and burned it into black embers.

There is no doubt that Fercrag is a red dragon that left a deep impression on him.

This is not to say that Faircrag is stronger than Balagos "Flying Flame" and "Egg Eater" Klaus, but that he is very good at using his advantages.

In addition, this dragon also keeps a holy sword that all the holy knights in the entire continent of Faerun dream of - the Holy Avenger "Casomir".

The origin and story of this weapon alone are full of legends.

Not to mention the magic resistance it grants the holder in combat, and the magic dispelling effect it produces when hit.

As a person with a bit of a collector's obsession, although Zuo Si himself cannot use this holy sword, it does not prevent him from wanting to keep it as a precious collection.

Just as he was thinking about how to deal with Fercrag, he suddenly found that the demon elf assassin was still standing there. He frowned subconsciously and asked, "Do you have anything else to say?"

"The boss asked me to stay and lead the way for you." Fed winked playfully.

Her words instantly alerted Zuo Si, and he narrowed his eyes and asked tentatively, "Could it be that you Shadow Thieves have made some kind of deal with this red dragon named Felcrag, and then had a falling out over the uneven distribution of the spoils, and you want to use me to get rid of it?"

"Sorry, I'm just a low-level minion and not qualified to know the secrets of the top leaders. But it makes no difference to you, does it?" Fed asked with a smile.

"You're right, there really is no difference."

Zuo Si didn't dwell on this issue too much and turned around and walked into the Mage Tower.

The demon elf followed carefully behind, keeping a safe distance.

(End of this chapter)