"Hand over the box! I will take my people away immediately and promise not to cause you any more trouble."

The woman, with a gloomy face, took the lead in proposing the conditions.

It wasn't that she didn't want to kill Zuo Si directly, but the sudden round of fireball coverage just now had caused the loss of too many people.

In addition, the opponent's powerful strength that could kill four berserkers in a short period of time forced them to choose to be cautious.

After all, the woman's ultimate goal is to get the box back.

If there were heavy casualties in the ensuing bloody battle, even if the box was eventually retrieved, she alone would not be able to bring it safely back to Port Calin.

Zuo Si was quick to sense the other party's thoughts, and he took out the adamantium box from his bag, asking with interest, "What on earth is in it that could make you go to such great lengths to chase him all the way from Calimport to the ruins of Fort Tessel?"

“No comment!”

The woman expressed her attitude directly.

However, it was this reaction that aroused Zuo Si's strong curiosity.

After a little thought, he raised his lips slightly and said meaningfully: "I can return the box to you. But the problem is, you have to pay a little storage fee, right? You know, I kept it for you for quite a long time."

Hearing this, the woman was immediately furious. She sneered and gnashed her teeth, "You killed my men! You stole my things! And now you have the nerve to ask me for storage fees?"

"Why not?" Zuo Si spread his hands indifferently. "First of all, you have to understand that it was your men who provoked my followers first, and then the fight broke out. Secondly, the box is in my hands now. I completely used two dimensional bags together to cause a space tear, making the box disappear forever. Tell me, is this the result you want?"

moment!

The woman fell into a terrible silence, her eyes seemed to want to devour alive the boy in front of her who looked only about ten years old.

Because Zuo Si's threat hit her vital points very accurately.

She couldn't imagine how crazy Malik would go if the things in the box were really gone.

By then, let alone expanding the influence of the Church of Cyric in Calimshan, he might not even be able to maintain his identity as a voter.

After all, Xirik, this psychotic god, has always been unpredictable.

Maybe he is fond of you in the last second, but will ruthlessly discard you like garbage in the next second.

In terms of moodiness, she is similar to Rose, the spider goddess worshipped by the dark elves.

Therefore, as a follower of Xirik, the only way to maintain your status and life is to never fail.

As time passed, the woman showed very obvious signs of struggle.

After a few minutes, she finally took a deep breath and forced herself to calm down, then took the initiative to ask, "What do you want from me?"

"It's simple! I want half of the magic items, potions, and scrolls that all of you carry. Once you hand them over, this chest will be yours."

As he spoke, to show his sincerity, Zuo Si gently placed the refined gold box on the open ground under his feet.

Jaheira and Khalid behind saw this scene and immediately wanted to rush up to stop it.

But unfortunately, before they could take two steps, they suddenly felt a chill coming from behind.

Huntington, the only long-range archer in the team, had already drawn the [Strongarm Bow] and aimed the sharp arrow at the two men. He warned them in an emotionless tone: "Don't move! Don't try to interfere with the master's decision. Otherwise, I will shoot you without mercy."

"Damn it! Do you realize how important that chest was? How many Harpers died trying to find it?" Jaheira snapped, turning around.

"You shouldn't point your weapon at your companions!"

Eloline obviously didn't like Huntington's reaction and stood up to speak a fair word for Jaheira and Khalid.

It was a pity that the other three people present were not from the good camp, and they had no good feelings towards the stubborn and rigid Holy Knight.

Among them, the half-orc Rhett took a step forward and stood between Eloline and Huntington, his eyes revealing a naked and undisguised warning.

If the young paladin dared to make any threatening move, he would immediately knock her to the ground.

After all, whether in terms of strength or professional level, Rhett completely crushed Ai Luolin.

The gap in strength between the two sides is extremely huge.

Alena, who never mind the chaos, had a dangerous gleam in her eyes and asked with a smile: "Does anyone want to feel the heat of the flames?"

The woman who was negotiating with Zuo Si was aware of this and immediately reminded him kindly, "Your teammates seem to be having an internal conflict."

But Zuo Si shrugged his shoulders indifferently: "Don't worry, they are just a little upset, it's no big deal. If you think this can increase your bargaining chips, you are wrong. If you think this is an opportunity, you can go back and bring your people to fight. I promise that once the battle starts, you will undoubtedly be the first to die."

Faced with this naked and undisguised death threat, the anger in the woman's heart began to boil again.

I couldn't help but want to take action several times, but in the end I didn't dare to take actual action.

Because she was really afraid! She was afraid that Zuo Si would put the box into a dimensional bag, and then put the dimensional bag into another dimensional bag, causing the internal space to collapse, and thus make the things in the box disappear forever.

Realizing that her opponent had found her weak spot, the woman stopped testing and pestering and turned back to her team.

Under her threats, intimidation, and promises of benefits, everyone, including the ogre mage, reluctantly handed over half of their less valuable potions, magic items, and scrolls.

With these things, the woman came to Zuo Si again and threw the bag full of things in her hands to the ground: "Here, everything you want is here. Now please fulfill your promise."

"Let me see. A wand of cure light wounds, a wand of cure moderate wounds, a medium-quality magic storage ring, two amulets of protection from evil, two rings of invisibility, a health amulet, a helmet of protection from charm, a +2 skull-crushing mace, about fifteen divine scrolls, six arcane scrolls, thirty bottles of various potions..."

Every time Zuo Si said the name of a magic item, the woman's face became uglier.

Because these things were originally prepared to kill Zuo Si.

But now, they have all become the enemy's trophies.

After roughly counting them, Zuo Si immediately showed a satisfied smile: "I can't believe you guys actually brought so many good things with you. Since you have shown enough sincerity, I will naturally abide by the agreement. Now, this box belongs to you."

After saying this, Zuo Si picked up his bag and immediately turned around to walk back, not paying any attention to the refined gold box that was left there.

Just as the woman bent down to pick up the box, the ground suddenly shook slightly.

Before she could react, a group of riders holding torches came roaring in the distance.

In the blink of an eye, they surrounded the people from the Xirik Church.

These guys were obviously not ordinary people. Even when they saw hordes of scary creatures like zombies and demons, they showed no fear at all.

Some guys even entered a state of concentrated casting right on horseback, quickly casting spells such as [Protection from Evil] on themselves that were specifically targeted at demons and devils.

(End of this chapter)