A magic kettle worth more than five thousand gold coins was undoubtedly out of reach for a group of slaves who had no private property at all.

Even their lives are not as valuable as a small gem embedded in this metal kettle.

But now, these lowly slaves, who were once regarded as their masters' property and talking tools, are enjoying the surprise and convenience brought by magic items.

Suddenly, everyone gathered together and cheered with joy, drinking the sweet water flowing from the kettle and enjoying the coolness brought by the water on their faces and bodies.

Looking at the heartfelt smiles on these people's faces, Ai Luolin also smiled with relief.

Just as she turned around and wanted to take the opportunity to praise and lecture Zuo Si, the smile on her face froze instantly.

Because she suddenly discovered that in the tent less than 20 meters away from her, a dining table had been set up without her noticing, and next to the table were a large number of fresh vegetables, fruits, and a stove for cooking...

Yes!

Zuo Si asked the soldiers to put a charcoal stove and hundreds of kilograms of charcoal into the dimensional bag to solve the problem of not being able to make fire for cooking in the desert.

In the big pot on the stove, the best lamb ribs in Port Calin were stewing, with a lot of spices added for seasoning.

As the broth in the pot began to boil, a rich aroma began to waft out, making everyone who smelled it swallow their saliva.

However, both the mercenaries and slaves knew very well that the food in the pot was different from the magic kettle that could provide unlimited clean water, and they definitely did not get a share.

So after taking two looks, he lowered his head and silently munched on the dry food, dried meat, beans and pickled vegetables in his hand.

Obviously, Zuo Si, who had already had a makeshift meal at noon, was no longer going to endure it and wanted to make himself something delicious.

After all, he is in a critical period of growth and his nutrition must be adequate.

What's more, ever since he experienced the feeling of hunger for several days in the floating city's tower, he has had an inexplicable obsession with food and would never eat bad food if he could eat good food.

"You...how can you be so extravagant!"

Ai Luolin was obviously angry, and her voice was trembling.

She was originally a little touched when she saw Zuo Si take out the [Endless Water Bottle] to share with the slaves, and thought that the kindness in the other party's heart had awakened. But who would have thought that when she turned around, she would see a completely different scene.

"I bought this mutton and cooked it myself, so is there anything wrong with me enjoying it?" Zuo Si asked with a smile.

If it were an older paladin, he would definitely be able to find a lot of reasons from various angles to refute and try to make Zuo Si give up the idea of ​​enjoying the lamb ribs himself and divide the pot of meat equally among everyone, including the slaves.

Because in the eyes of the paladin, fairness is a very important thing.

But unfortunately, Ai Luolin was just a novice, she had not experienced so many things, and she did not have very good eloquence. She was speechless all of a sudden, and her whole face turned red.

Zuo Si continued without mercy: "Look, what you call luxury is just an ordinary dinner for me. To be exact, I ate much better than this when I was in Kalin Port. The most important thing is, what's wrong with a person pursuing a better quality of life within the scope of his financial resources?"

"But while you were enjoying the delicious food, the others were eating hard bread, dried meat, beans and pickles," Ai Luolin emphasized dryly.

"So you think I should share my food with those slaves, right? Just like the church of Ilmater, the god of suffering?" Zuo Si asked with interest.

He suddenly realized that what the magic item merchant Aisha said was right.

Sometimes it is really interesting to tease these holy warriors.

Ai Luolin nodded vigorously. "Yes! The God of Suffering taught us that helping others and bearing suffering for others is a supreme virtue. Only when everyone shares their wealth and food with the poor in need, will the world become a better place."

“Hahahaha!”

Hearing such innocent words, Zuo Si couldn't help laughing.

While laughing, he still questioned: "Are you sure?

But if the poor get more than they need to survive, they will soon become lazy, greedy and ungrateful.

In my hometown, this phenomenon is called "a little bit of kindness, a big bit of resentment".

Because the poor lack knowledge and insight, they will become dependent on these free donations and gradually take them for granted.

If the amount of donations decreases, they will inevitably complain, curse, and even resent those who stopped donating.

Remember, more free help and donations are not necessarily better, nor will they make the world a better place.

Just the opposite!

It will stimulate the dark side of people's hearts, such as greed and laziness.

There is only one real way to solve poverty, and that is to teach these poor people a skill and provide them with jobs or land that can support themselves and their families.

In other words, it is a shift from only solving the immediate problem to eliminating the problem at its root.

The leader of this caravan, Bernard, has arranged everything for all the slaves in Amn.

What they need is never charity from a certain person or a certain god, but the opportunity to regain their freedom and change their destiny.

In addition, how many of the poor people who regard Ilmater as their spiritual sustenance do you think will continue to regard her as their lifelong belief after they have escaped poverty and suffering and started to become rich?

The reason why Calimshan has become the most important source of faith for the God of Suffering is because it is the only country in the southwest of the entire Faerun continent that practices slavery.

If one day all the slaves in Calimshan were freed, the number of Ilmater's followers would inevitably decrease sharply.

After all, the fickle nature of mortals who love leisure and hate work determines that they will inevitably pursue better material enjoyment.

Except for a very few determined individuals, no one would want to endure poverty and suffering until the end of his life.

In other words, the God you serve has, to some extent, fallen into a logical vicious circle.

Only when evil forces and tyranny are rampant, more mortals will believe in him and his power will become stronger.

Once evil and tyranny are eliminated, the belief in the God of Suffering will inevitably shrink or even be completely forgotten by people.

So good and evil, order and chaos, are never as simple as you understand and see.

In addition to being opposed to each other, they are also interdependent, and together they construct this contradictory world and even the multiverse.

Finally, I want to say, don’t try to influence me with your simple and ridiculous ideas, and don’t try to preach to me.

I have a very mature and complete world view and values, and will not be influenced by any external factors at all.

Even if I change one day, it is just my own choice, not inspired by some god."

After saying this, Zuo Si took the bowl of steaming mutton handed to him by the soldier, picked up the cutlery and began to eat attentively.

But Ai Luolin looked pale and couldn't eat anything.

The young paladin felt like a stupid, ignorant clown at this moment.

How could he actually hope to influence a guy who has a deep understanding and knowledge of good and evil, and human nature, through some pale and ridiculous preaching...

(End of this chapter)