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Chapter 464: Enjoy It (10,000-word chapter, please subscribe)

In the eyes of most rational and independent-minded people, war is a serious, dangerous, bloody and cruel thing, full of unpredictable accidents and sudden turns.

Therefore, no matter who uses war as a means, they must think repeatedly and be extremely cautious.

Otherwise, it will bring unimaginable devastating disasters to yourself, your family, and even your country.

But if you just look at the history of the Earth before modern times, you will find that the real situation is exactly the opposite of what most people know.

Many medieval wars were fought for almost joke-like reasons.

There were even personal grudges between some noble lords and even kings, as well as verbal humiliations, offenses and trivial neighborhood disputes.

Moreover, the things done during the war are often full of magical colors, which makes people wonder whether these guys are really fighting seriously?

If this is the case on Earth, where there is almost no influence of supernatural forces, then there is no need to say more about the continent of Faerun, which is full of magic, dragons, and monsters.

The so-called "people's historical view" does not exist in this world at all.

Ordinary people without any power, no matter how many there are, cannot create or change history, or promote social progress and technological development.

Everything is done by gods, heroes, and powerful users of arcane magic.

If it weren't for Iolum and a group of talented archmages, there would be no glory of Netheril; if it weren't for the arrogant and conceited madman Karsus, there would be no destruction of Netheril; if it weren't for old Akaba Shane, there would be no huge empire occupying the southern part of the west coast; if it weren't for Shane IV's greed, Iryklathagra "Sharp Teeth" would not launch a crazy attack and destroy the Shane Empire.

It is almost common sense in the land of Faerun that a very small number of people decide the rise and fall of a country or even a civilization.

Without their intervention, there would be no rise of races and civilizations, and there would not be so many lost empires and countless ancient relics buried in the wilderness and ruins.

To this day, adventurers and archaeologists still often find treasures that are thousands or even tens of thousands of years old from all over the world.

In particular, when individual power is too strong, it is inevitable that power will be concentrated in the hands of a very small number of people.

As for the civilians...

Sorry, they have no presence in this world at all, either in history or in reality.

There is no historical turning point like the Sarajevo incident that was triggered by a small person.

Even if ordinary people start resistance and rebellion, they can easily be suppressed by powerful rulers.

Unless the ruler is both kind and weak, he will eventually choose to give up power and allow the civilians to seize power.

However, Sarevok obviously has nothing to do with the words kindness and weakness, and he also does not allow anyone to dare to defy his will.

After a series of conspiracies and plans to seize control of Baldur's Gate, the first thing he did was to overdraw the finances, hollow out the guild industries controlled by the shapeshifters, and use the money to recruit more soldiers.

Under normal circumstances, the total number of Flame Fist mercenaries and other peripheral garrisons would not exceed one thousand.

On the one hand, due to the deteriorating economy, tax revenue decreased and the country could not afford to support too many troops.

On the other hand, after the last defeat, the size of the army was restricted by the Nelanther Islands, so it can only maintain this number.

Otherwise, they will be attacked and sanctioned from all sides.

But Sarevok obviously didn't care about that.

His goal is to inherit the Blood Throne through war and killing.

As for what kind of destruction Baldur's Gate would eventually become, he didn't care at all.

The generous military pay, coupled with previous hatred propaganda, enabled a large number of young and middle-aged men to be recruited in a very short period of time.

The number of troops also expanded from more than 2,000 after the previous integration to more than 8,000. Even some orcs, orcs and hobgoblin bandits were recruited to become soldiers.

You should know that the total permanent population of the entire Baldur's Gate is only about 50,000.

Sarevok's behavior is equivalent to draining the most important labor force in society between the ages of 20 to 35, which is completely a warmongering posture.

Women can even be seen in places where heavy physical labor is performed, such as docks, warehouses, and workshops.

In addition, he emptied the entire Baldur's Gate's steel resources to forge weapons and armor, and provided simple training to the recruits.

In order to maximize morale, this guy actually publicly promised that after defeating the army of Zhentil Keep, he would make the most brave soldiers the bureaucrats and ruling class of various towns, and give them a series of rewards such as noble titles, money, houses, land, women, etc.

In a word, whatever you want will be yours if you defeat Fuzzol Chamberlain.

Because everyone knew that the army of Zhentil Keep had carried out a brutal purge of the ruling class in the occupied areas.

As long as they can be defeated, the entire West Heartland region and the richest land of the Dragon Coast can be easily taken over, and even a country can be established.

And Sarevok is most likely the king of this new country.

It is quite rewarding to follow him.

In this way, under the constant stimulation of pumping up blood, drawing big promises and throwing money around, the entire Baldur's Gate fell into a state of war frenzy.

Under the instigation and persuasion of the shapeshifters, the merchant class also generously donated money and provided the Baldur's Gate government with large sums of high-interest loans and various war materials, hoping to make a fortune from them.

Little did they realize that Sarevok had no intention of paying the money back.

joke!

The money was borrowed in the name of the Baldur's Gate government, so of course the Baldur's Gate government is responsible for the cost.

Moreover, according to the Son of Baal's plan, he would have already become the new God of Murder by the time the war was over. How could anyone dare to come and ask him for a debt? Was he tired of living?

Believe it or not, I will arrange it for you right away! While Sarevok was making the final preparations for the war, Fuzor Chamberlain, who had swept through the towns on the north bank of the Chongsa River and successfully joined forces with the Dark Castle Legion, also completed the final repairs and led a full 15,000 troops to the scheduled battlefield, the Troll Claw.

In this army, various monsters account for more than two-thirds, and the rest are humans, dwarves, gnomes, elves and other races.

Most of the latter are neutral or evil camp adventurers and mercenaries who join in along the way.

They either wanted to earn a relatively generous reward or to gain closer relations with Zhentil Keep and obtain permission to join the power in this region.

Aberdare and his party were currently one of them.

Although they had been shamelessly blackmailed by Ximanmeng and were forced to pay 15,000 gold coins as "channel usage fee", the team did not change its original plan.

Because with Sarevok's complete control of Baldur's Gate, the only forces that can fight against it are the forces of Zhentil Keep.

As for what impact Zhentil Keep's control of such a vast land from the Dragon Coast to Baldur's Gate will have on the situation in the surrounding areas, Aberdare doesn't care.

To be exact, after seeing several well-ordered towns under the control of the Church of Bane, one might even think that this is not a bad idea.

There was no situation like that of a war-torn country with chaos, disorder, looting and burning everywhere.

At this moment, the Son of Bhaal was lying on a carriage full of food and military supplies, and asked without turning his head: "Do you think Sarevok will come out of the city to fight?"

"Yes! Because if he wants to realize his ambition, he must prove himself with a decisive victory and win the support of his soldiers."

Jasira answered in the affirmative without hesitation.

It can be seen that this half-elf druid has not slept well recently. Not only does he have very obvious dark circles around his eyes, but his mental state is also very nervous and anxious.

She had received information about Sarevok through the Harper's intelligence network, and knew that this would be a major battle that would decide the fate of the two Sons of Bhaal.

From a personal perspective, Jasira certainly hopes that Aberdair can kill Sarevok and avenge the death of Gorion.

But the Harpist would rather the two of them die together.

This way, they wouldn't have to worry about two overly powerful Sons of Bhaal fighting each other, which would ultimately lead to the birth of a more powerful, more terrifying, and more threatening Son of God.

Jasira has recently been torn between his personal feelings and his duties as a Harper.

"In other words, as long as we follow the army and continue to advance, we can find an opportunity to kill him on the battlefield?"

Aberdare did not notice Jasira's unusual reaction, his eyes flashing with naked and undisguised anger and hatred.

As a typical warrior with a simple mind and strong limbs, what he hates most is thinking too much and prefers to pursue simple revenge.

During his previous adventures, Aberdare had fought with drunkards or provocative adventurers in the tavern more than once.

The most serious incident was when he even drew his sword and killed four people, leaving the entire tavern floor soaked in blood.

In order to escape the guards' pursuit, the team members could only run out of the town together.

There is still a wanted poster offering a reward for their capture near the entrance to Belgost.

"That's right! Don't forget, we are now mercenaries.

At that time, just apply for a reconnaissance mission, and then hide near the battlefield and look for opportunities.

As soon as you see Sarevok, rush up and kill him with lightning speed."

Thrall, a spy of the Zhentarim, encouraged him from the side.

"Are you sure we can defeat Sarevok?"

Imoen's tone was filled with strong suspicion.

You should know that when they were fleeing, the two sides met once at the gate of Flame Fist Castle.

In the end, Sarevok didn't do anything himself, his men alone beat the team members into a pulp.

Aberdare rushed forward wielding a two-handed giant sword, but was easily forced back by the sword. Even the magic missiles failed to cause any obvious damage to the opponent.

As a girl with some self-awareness, Imoen did not think that a direct raid on Sarevok was a wise choice.

Montaro shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly. "Everything depends on human effort! The army of Zhentil Castle is standing behind us. As long as we can hold Sharevok back, the soldiers who rush up later will be able to surround this guy and beat him to death."

Needless to say, the reason why he and Thrall were so active was because they received instructions from Simamon to let the two sons of Bhaal finally meet on the battlefield.

But Aberdare knew nothing about this and thought his teammates were trying to encourage him. He immediately grinned and responded, "You are right. Everything depends on human effort! I don't believe that Sarevok is that powerful. As long as we work together, we will make him pay the price of blood and death for scheming against us."

"And there's a bounty! Fuzor Chamberlain has offered a reward of thirty thousand gold coins for Sarevok's head," Thrall added excitedly.

"Ha! This is really good news! Killing Sarevok will not only avenge us, but also double the gold coins we lost before."

Aberdare clenched his fists in excitement.

After all, he was still brooding over the fact that he had been severely ripped off by Xi Manmeng before.

Seeing that several people began to discuss excitedly how to kill Sarevok and earn a large bounty, Jasira sighed helplessly and turned to ask her husband: "Dear, what do you think we should choose this time?"

Khalid smiled bitterly and shook his head, stammering, "I... I don't know either. But... but we can't betray Gorion's trust. We must at least protect his adopted son."

"You're right. No matter what happens, we can't betray his trust."

After saying this, Jasira rubbed his cheeks vigorously twice, then turned his gaze to the white bear cub, Atio, who had been following the team for a long time.

She knew very well that if something unexpected happened, then this beast king and its undiscovered master would be the last cards.

As the situation in Zhentil Keep and Baldur's Gate became increasingly tense and the final decisive battle was about to break out, in Askatra, the capital of Amn in the south, the first full-member council of the Trade Alliance was officially held under the auspices of the Church of the Goddess of Wealth.

As the initiator and the actual manipulator behind the scenes, Zuo Si explained his vision of creating a unified market and currency in front of all the representatives.

Most importantly, he successfully convinced everyone to cancel the currency they had originally issued and replace it with a new currency system with the profile of the goddess of wealth, Waukeen, printed on it.

Including three types of gold coins (large, medium and small), two types of platinum coins, six types of silver coins and four types of copper coins.

The reason for such complexity is mainly to break down the weight and purchasing power of each currency.

Prevent the situation where precious metal gold coins often have to be cut in half or more during transactions.

The affiliated towns all showed satisfied expressions when they looked at the samples, exquisite patterns and alliance logos brought up by the servants.

At least when it comes to the quality of the currency, they can't find any fault with it.

Some people even wonder whether it is an overkill to use such exquisite coinage technology to produce cheap rust-proof copper coins, and whether it will be a loss.

In this regard, Zuo Si only wants to say that you know absolutely nothing about the production capacity and cost reduction of large-scale industrial assembly lines.

cost?

The complete set of coin-minting machines he bought on another Earth didn't cost him a penny at all. It was entirely sponsored by "enthusiastic" capitalists, drug dealers and warlords.

The electrical energy required to maintain daily operations also comes from the elemental plane.

Apart from the small amount of time and materials spent on building the power grid, there was basically no other cost.

As for labor costs...

Feel sorry!

The floating city is already using fully automatic robots that do not need to rest and do not require wages, as well as multifunctional plug-and-play corpse-scrabble creatures.

Even the raw materials were looted for free from the plane of Mirrodin.

All Zuo Si paid in exchange was a small portion of the food, water and livestock products produced in the floating city world.

Since there aren't that many people in the floating city world, the food harvested from the large automated farmlands each year is so scarce that not even one percent of it can be eaten, and all of it is piled up in warehouses.

This is why he never worried that the war would cause large areas of land from the Dragon Coast to Baldur's Gate to be desolate and eventually cause famine.

As long as Zuo Si is willing, he can provide enough food to feed all intelligent creatures in the entire continent of Faerun for several years at any time.

In addition, the Mirrodin plane is not only rich in a variety of alloys and magical metals, but also common metals such as copper, gold, and silver are of very high purity, and the purity of those dug out is basically more than 95%.

ore?

Sorry, this is a high-purity finished product that can be put into use directly after a little melting and refining.

Moreover, under the illumination of the five mana core suns, all metal resources will be continuously regenerated.

Any little trick could easily bring down a world based on precious metals.

Therefore, Zuo Si confidently assured everyone that he would provide sufficient money supply to ensure financial liquidity, and at the same time establish churches of the goddess of wealth Waukeen in various towns and provide a series of services including lending, remote deposits and withdrawals, etc.

When he finished his speech, the whole place burst into applause.

Both the representatives from various towns and the people from the Church of the Goddess of Wealth were deeply attracted by this grand blueprint and saw a scene of prosperity and wealth in it.

In fact, with more and more airship routes opened, many towns have already enjoyed the huge benefits it brings.

As we all know, in a world where transportation and productivity are extremely backward.

Anything that is traded across regions is usually not ordinary daily necessities, but must be a product with high added value.

It is just like before entering the industrial age, European colonists on Earth sailed out to sea for colonial expansion, mainly to obtain luxury goods.

Only those items that were small in size, high in value, easy to store, and could be sold at high prices in European upper society were qualified to be carried into the cabin.

For example, silk, tea, porcelain, spices, gold, silver, expensive wood, fur, gems and so on.

Even the notorious black slaves were an absolute luxury in the labor-scarce American market, and were definitely not affordable for ordinary people at the bottom of society.

It was not until the advent of the Industrial Age that European colonial expansion rapidly transformed from initially occupying a few ports and strongholds along the coast for the purpose of acquiring luxury goods to acquiring raw materials and markets.

Whether it was Britain, which established the British Empire, or France, which was nicknamed the Gallic Black Chicken because it occupied large African colonies, it was basically during this period that they began to build colonies, station troops, and establish administrative agencies, gradually bringing them under their control.

But now, Zuo Si used airships to directly skip the process where long-distance transactions could only be a luxury, and slashed the transportation costs from the sky to the ground.

This means that those who can benefit from the trade alliance are not just merchants or nobles, but also a large number of ordinary people.

High-speed commodity circulation means stimulating production enthusiasm, creating wealth and value, and ultimately achieving the goal of economic prosperity.

After looking at the currency samples, Eribeth, the first holy warrior of Neverwinter who came to the meeting on behalf of Lord Nasir, immediately raised his hand and asked, "Sir Soth! If the currency is issued uniformly by the Alliance in the future, then what should we do with the tax gap that we previously obtained by minting coins?"

“Please don’t worry about this.

After the investigation, we will pay a sum of money every year as compensation to those towns that already have the ability to mint coins.

However, this money will not be paid out continuously, but will decrease every year until it is completely cancelled.

Because I believe that as the market prospers and trade grows, this tiny gap will soon be made up by increasing taxes. "

Zuo Si gave the explanation with a smile.

Moreover, the larger the territory, the wider the influence, and the more prosperous the market of a regime, the more astonishing financial supplements it can obtain from seigniorage.

No town or country would be willing to give up the power to mint its own coins.

Therefore, Zuo Si directly chose to make an exchange of interests, first paying a sum of money to Neverwinter and Silvermoon Alliance in exchange for the loss of seigniorage.

As for Waterdeep...

The masked lords, guild leaders, and nobles were still arguing with each other and had not yet reached a consensus.

Hearing about the compensation, Eribes immediately nodded with satisfaction: "Thank you very much! I think I have no problem now."

"That's fine with me!"

"Me too!"

Alastor and Kuilu also expressed their opinions.

Especially the latter, who was a dark elf, caused quite a bit of confusion when she first appeared, until it was discovered that she was the chosen one of the Seven Sisters of the North, the chaos was finally resolved.

The rest, like the Prime Minister Shaud Tarowin who represented King Shane VII, and Eric, the nominal ruler of the Nelanther Islands and Luskan, were basically just yes-men.

No matter what Zuo Si said, their reaction was to applaud first, and then to praise and flatter him to the utmost, for fear that they would be too slow in flattering him.

Although Am's representative Vera did not flatter, her reactions were basically nodding in approval.

With all these powerful representatives agreeing, how could the small towns dare to object? Even if they were dissatisfied, they could only keep it to themselves.

"In that case, let's execute it according to this agreement."

As he spoke, Zuo Si handed the plan in his hand to the representative of the Church of the Goddess of Wealth, Waukeen.

The latter felt as if he had found a treasure and could not contain the ecstasy in his eyes.

Based on this plan alone, he can already see the increasing influence of his goddess throughout the West Coast.

After talking about economy and trade, Alustriel finally couldn't help but ask, "Sos, what do you think of the war that's breaking out in the north?"

"I will not take action until Baldur's Gate is defeated."

Zuo Si gave the answer calmly.

"What if we lose the Battle of Baldur's Gate?" Alustriel continued to ask.

Zuo Si smiled and replied: "If Baldur's Gate is defeated, I will send troops in the name of Amn to defeat the invaders of Zhentil Keep and liberate all the lands from Baldur's Gate to the Dragon Coast.

I believe you have seen it when you came here, Am has made full preparations.

We can strike a fatal blow to Fouchel Chamberlain at any time."

"And after this? Will Amn annex and rule the captured towns and villages?"

Eribes couldn't help but interrupt.

“It depends on the choice of local people.

If they need Amn to stay and provide protection and order, then we will certainly do our part.

But if they refuse, we will allow them to establish self-government.”

Zuo Si went straight to the point and spoke some high-sounding, ceremonial words.

Because of the cleaning of the Zhentil Keep army, the original ruling class of that land was either killed or became slaves and transported to the Moon Sea area to be sold.

After Fuzzol Chamberlain withdrew his troops, the remaining civilians had no idea how to form a power structure, or how to maintain order and law, and the country might fall into chaos at any time.

So there is no other choice except to join Amn and accept its rule.

If anyone can't figure it out, let Wilmes or Kurremos control their monsters to wander around the corresponding town and cause some minor damage. The other party will soon cry and kneel down, begging the Amn garrison not to leave.

“Well said!

Based on your broad-mindedness and magnanimity, as well as your respect for public opinion, on behalf of Neverwinter, I officially declare that I will stand on your side in the upcoming war.

We will then send 500 reinforcements to fight alongside Amn."

Eribes took the initiative to stand up and bow.

Perhaps because she was attending an important occasion, she did not wear the sturdy armor today, but a white low-cut long dress.

When you bend down, a different scenery suddenly appears.

Zuo Si obviously liked this “rich and generous” paladin lady and her straightforward character very much, and responded with a smile: “Thank you very much.

With Neverwinter joining us, it can demonstrate the solidarity of our trade alliance and our firm determination to resist invaders.

I personally look forward to working with you, Ms. Timaland.

After all, you are the most powerful and beautiful paladin in Neverwinter, and you have defended the glory of Tyr, the god of justice, more than once."

"You are so kind. It is my honor."

Eribes was obviously a little embarrassed by the compliment, and a faint blush appeared on her face.

There is no way! She is surrounded by a group of rigid, dogmatic and humorless members of the Church of the God of Justice.

When you meet a guy like Zuo Si who is "slippery" and good at guessing people's minds and playing with human nature, it's easy to be taken advantage of.

Moreover, Zuo Si knew very well that the current Eribes was not yet complete.

There is also a dark side hidden in her body that is completely opposite.

Two-Soul Vadalia!

This is Eribes's real name, and it is also a true reflection of her personality and soul.

Only when she embraces the darkness will she reveal her truest self.

After finishing the most important topics, Zuo Si quickly handed over the task of hosting and entertaining to the people from the Church of the Goddess of Wealth.

Just when he was about to find an opportunity to turn around and leave, he suddenly discovered that Elastro and Kuilu had been blocking the door for a long time.

Zuo Si, who had anticipated this situation, could not help but smiled and shook his head. He walked up to them and asked in a slightly playful tone, "Two beautiful ladies, are you waiting for me?"

"What else? Is there another person in this venue who is worth our waiting? Of course, if you want to pursue Miss Eribes from Neverwinter, we don't mind waiting a little longer." Elastro chuckled and teased.

There was no doubt that Zuo Si was interested in Eribes, a paladin, and she was not surprised at all.

Because no one in this world can resist the amazing charm emanating from a holy warrior.

Even those evil people will be attracted by the kindness, justice and holiness they display.

Many nobles of the good camp even take pride in being able to pursue a paladin as their wife or husband.

“I’m pursuing Eribes?

This kind of joke is not allowed!

Others don't know my true identity, but you should know it best.

Besides, I just don't get along with stubborn paladins.

My feeling towards Eribes is not so much admiration as it is like I saw something special and couldn't help but want to collect it.

This is selfish possessiveness, not what you think of as love.”

After saying that, Zuo Si picked up a glass of juice from a waiter passing by, raised his head and drank it all in one gulp.

Having spoken so much at the podium just now, his mouth was already a little dry.

"Can you tell the difference between love and possessiveness?"

Aoi raised her eyebrows in surprise.

Because she has met many people in her life, but most of them can't tell the difference between the two.

Especially when the brain is affected by hormones, it is good enough to maintain a minimum level of sanity.

"Why not?"

Zuo Si put the empty cup back on the tray and shrugged.

“I think the most important thing for a person is to understand himself deeply, control himself, and satisfy himself appropriately.

What's more, do you think I'm a novice who has never been in a relationship?

No! You are wrong.

At least I have a formal girlfriend.

It's just that she's not in this world."

"What? You're actually in a relationship! What's her name? What does she look like? How old is she? Is she human or some other species?"

Alustriel's voice suddenly rose an octave, and he asked a series of questions in one breath, while his eyes were filled with a blazing fire of gossip.

Because she originally thought that as a planeswalker, Zuo Si had some secret XP that was unknown to the public, so there had never been any rumors about him having any affair with the opposite sex.

Aoi Lu wasn't in a much better condition either, with an expression that said "go on" written all over her face.

"You're blocking me here just to pry into my privacy?"

The corners of Zuo Si's mouth twitched wildly and uncontrollably. He took two steps back to create a safe distance between himself and the two women.

“Cough cough cough…”

Alustriel also realized that his reaction just now was a bit problematic. He immediately coughed to ease the embarrassment and forced an explanation: "I am just curious. If you have time, why not bring your girlfriend to Silvermoon City for a visit? I really want to see what kind of girl you are interested in."

"If I have the chance, I will." Zuo Si said casually.

According to the original plan, he would not leave Faerun for other worlds until he had resolved the Son of Bhaal incident and the Eye of the Storm.

Seeing that Zuo Si didn't want to talk about this topic, Kui Lu immediately gave Alustriel a hint, and the latter immediately understood and changed the subject to ask tentatively: "Sos, you recently made a deal with the chief of the Red Robe Mage's Undead Faction - Sazastan, right?"

"Ah! Yes. I gave him an eye that was left behind by the incarnation of the storm god Talos in the material plane, and he paid two artifacts and a high-level magic item as a price."

Zuo Si did not hide anything and admitted it openly.

Because he caused such a big fuss, he had no intention of hiding it at all, and he was even mentally prepared to be visited by the Storm Queen Xinbu to question him.

"Why are you doing this? Don't you know how dangerous it is if the Eye of God falls into Sazastan's hands?" Kuilu questioned with a frown.

But Zuo Si shrugged nonchalantly: “Don't worry, Sazastan can't easily use the power of the Eye of the Storm, let alone use it to become a god.

In fact, I did some tricks when sealing the eye.

No matter who opens the seal, a terrible storm will be triggered, destroying everything within a five-kilometer radius.

And when the seal is broken, I can sense it and confirm its location immediately.

In addition, I have no intention of really handing over the Eye of the Storm to Sazastan, but I plan to find an opportunity to recycle it.

So you don't need to be so nervous, everything is still under my control."

"So... the whole thing was part of a plan? Did you deliberately leak the news so that Sazastan would continue to be attacked and harassed?"

Alastor instantly realized the truth behind this, and a look of horror flashed in his eyes.

She found it a little hard to accept that the young man in front of her actually treated Sazastan and his powerful red-robed wizards as pawns, manipulating and playing with them unscrupulously.

The most incredible thing is that Sazastan had no way to fight back and could only swallow the bitter fruit brought by greed.

Zuo Si nodded meaningfully: "The answer is yes.

I want to make Sazastan a tasty and tempting bait.

Let's find out how many powerful people who aspire to become gods are hidden in this world.

Another point is to divert attention.

I'm about to start work on Baldur's Gate, and don't want any interference from any side.

With Sazastan as a target, many legendary wizards, including Elminster, would not waste their energy on continuing to pay attention to such trivial matters.

After all, compared to the Eye of Talos, the God of Storms, the change of ownership of a piece of land is nothing."

After hearing this, Kuilu and Elastro fell silent for a moment.

Because they had not expected that Zuo Si's chess game was so big. Whether it was the pattern, the means or the meticulousness of the thinking, it was far beyond the limits of what most people could imagine.

The most important thing is that even if you know the truth, it won't change anything.

After a long silence, Alustriel finally couldn't help but sigh and break the silence: "Alas - Soth, don't you feel tired if you always maintain such high-intensity thinking and fighting spirit?"

"tired?

Why do I feel tired? On the contrary, I am enjoying it.

After all, struggle is the nature of all intelligent creatures.

Just like some people like playing chess, some like wrestling, some like horse racing, and some like fighting and war, their common essence is struggle.

People gain joy, satisfaction and a sense of accomplishment from winning a struggle.

Whether it is good or evil, order or chaos, the nature of struggle exists in the soul of every person.

Since we can't get rid of it, why not embrace it and enjoy it? Moreover, even if I stop, will other forces and potential enemies stop? The answer is obviously no.

So why don't I just take the initiative and make them scramble first?"

Zuo Si narrowed his eyes, emitting a deep, dark and dangerous aura.

Different from many passive personalities who take the attitude of “I will not offend others unless they offend me”, he gradually developed a strong proactive personality during his continuous growth.

Like the passionate protagonists in many anime works, waiting for others to mess with you, and then being forced to fight back?

How is that possible!

Compared with defense, Zuo Si prefers to take the initiative to attack and stir up troubles, letting the enemy bear the troubles and losses.

In this way, the enemy will be trapped in the dilemma of continuous passive defense and will not be able to organize its forces to actively cause trouble.

“You really are…”

Kui Lu obviously didn't know what words to use to describe the young man in front of her.

Although there are many people on the continent of Faerun who are very keen on conspiracy and long-term struggles, some even deliberately create such an environment within the scope of their own control.

But Zuo Si was obviously the first one who was so aggressive.

Especially his endless tricks and wild thinking made him an extremely dangerous person.

At this moment, Kuilu finally understood why Elminster disliked Zuo Si and even wanted to be his enemy.

This kind of person who can stir up trouble, and who specializes in stirring up big trouble, is completely contrary to Elminster's character, who prefers peace and quiet, and would rather everything remain as it is.

Fortunately, both of them were restrained and kept the fight within a certain range, with no intention of expanding it further.

Otherwise, the Magic Goddess's electorate would most likely split into two and go their separate ways from then on.

(End of this chapter)