The well-organized Church of Talona also began to take action, frantically spreading news about the "Son of Plague", "Man of Disaster" and "Destroyer of the World" in major cities.
Zuo Si, who accidentally destroyed a magical civilization because of the mutation of bacteria and viruses in his body, became a "mobile disaster" in their mouths, the embodiment of the power and will of the goddess of poison and disease.
At the same time, these guys also threatened and intimidated the ignorant people. Only by believing in Talona can they avoid this terrible disaster from falling on themselves.
Although anyone with a little knowledge of religion and theology knows that this is bragging, some churches of good gods have even refuted it in public without any hesitation.
But there are still many people who choose to become believers of Talona because of fear and terror.
All of a sudden, on the west coast of Faerun, the influence of the goddess of poison and disease began to surge, to the point that the rulers of some cities had to make compromises to prevent the incited people from rioting.
This included allows the Church of Talona to build temples in the city and sell various potions and toxins to those in need.
This is undoubtedly the benefit that a strong electorate can bring.
Originally, Zuo Si didn't know that the Goddess Church was using his name to "pull the tiger's skin and wave the flag" everywhere.
Until he and Bernard sailed down the river and landed at the Athkatla Bridge area, and saw a Talona priest standing on a high place, telling the ignorant people how he destroyed the world with a terrible plague at the instruction of the goddess of poison and plague...
After hearing this, Zuo Si stood there for a long time like a fool, not knowing what expression to make.
Because this story was made up by someone unknown, and apart from the use of "Sos" in his name, the rest of it has nothing to do with him at all.
At least he didn't remember having any more than a friendly relationship with a so-called "young and beautiful" farm girl.
Even if I wanted to, it would be impossible to do it at my current age.
To be precise, the person who made up this story did not even know Zuo Si's age before making up the plot.
If nothing unexpected happens, it is likely that the people of the Talona Church paid a bard to create it, and then used it directly as a tool to recruit believers.
Only a shameless guy like the bard who talks nonsense can do such a shameless thing.
The reason why Zuo Si hated bards was precisely because of their unrestrained big mouths and their love of exaggeration and fabrication.
Seventy percent of what comes out of the bard's mouth is likely to be a false story that does not exist at all.
Even of the remaining 30%, more than two-thirds are exaggerations, and less than 10% are the original truth.
They even call it "artistic processing".
Seeing the murderous intent in Zuo Si's eyes, Alena beside him immediately held back her laughter and whispered in his ear: "Master, do you need me to teach him a lesson?"
"Forget it. This is the city of Athkatla. Unleashing arcane magic in a place like this will attract the intervention of masked wizards.
And when you find a cockroach in the house, it means there are so many cockroaches in the dark that there is almost no room for them.
I bet there are guys like this pastor preaching the same story all over the city.
Maybe it has spread to other cities.
Killing a few of them won't help, so just leave them alone."
After weighing the pros and cons, Zuo Si decisively decided to lie down and let it go.
Anyway, just don't bother me.
Because he really didn't want to have anything to do with Talona's church, and he didn't want to waste his precious time on such boring things.
As for these pastors using their names to recruit believers, Zuo Si was actually not that angry.
After all, the identity of the chosen one bestowed by the goddess gave him extremely powerful strength and could also deter potential enemies. Strictly speaking, both parties were mutually beneficial.
But if he wants to leave behind a world that has been destroyed by plague and where no gods have been born, the identity of a mere voter is not enough.
After spending a little time, Bernard temporarily stored the cargo on several transport ships in the warehouse belonging to his own Chamber of Commerce. Then, full of nervousness and anticipation, he led his men straight to the family mansion in the administrative district.
Like Port Calim, Askatla is also a typical polarized city with a huge gap between the rich and the poor.
The areas with the best security are the Administrative District, the Temple District and the Woking Mall District.
The divisions of the first two places are easy to understand.
One is where administrative agencies, nobles and wealthy businessmen gather, and the other is where temples and churches are everywhere. It is hard to imagine that public security is not good.
As for the Waukeen Shopping District, as the name suggests, it is the largest market on the west coast of the entire Faerun continent, built under the leadership of the Church of Waukeen, the goddess of wealth.
It is said that there are thousands of shops and stalls scattered around in the oval building, which is as high and well-proportioned as a stadium.
Goods from all over the world, even from other dimensions, circulate and trade freely here.
No matter what your belief, faction, or race is, you can buy and sell everything here.
In order to ensure order and safety, the six-member council has placed a full thousand guards here to maintain order. It can be said that there is a post every three steps and a sentry every five steps.
The masked wizards also pay close attention to this place day and night.
In addition, some vendors who look like ordinary humans are actually visitors from other dimensions or monsters in disguise.
Among them are creatures like evil beasts, shapeshifters, demons, devils, dragons, and giants.
Unless you are absolutely confident in your stealing skills, stealing things here is basically the same as seeking death.
In contrast, public security in the dock area, slums, bridge area and city gate area is very poor.
The dock area is the headquarters of the Shadow Thieves, and the rampant criminal activities there are almost as rampant as those in Port Calim.
As for the cemetery where the dead are buried, there are tomb robbers and undead creatures wandering around at night.
Although locals and outsiders alike praised Ascataqua, the city of gold coins, Zuo Si knew the true face of the city very well and did not trust the guards patrolling the streets at all.
Along the way, he was very careful to pay attention to everyone around him who tried to get close.
As long as someone approaches within ten meters, the half-orc Rhett will immediately step forward to drive the other person away, including partners and distant relatives of the Roldan Chamber of Commerce.
Bernard did not stop this, nor did he intend to explain to the other party.
Because he understood that these guys were like sharks that smelled blood, and they wanted to take advantage of the Chamber of Commerce's weakness, so he didn't even need to pay any attention to them.
After entering the courtyard of the mansion, Bernard noticed that the once familiar butlers and guards in the yard were all gone, replaced by some completely unfamiliar faces.
Out of caution, he immediately told Zuo Si about the situation in secret.
"Sir Soth, something seems to be wrong. The servants and housekeepers in the house have all been replaced, and I don't recognize any of the guards."
"Don't worry, everything is under my control." Zuo Si gave the businessman a reassuring smile.
Although he did not cast spells such as mind detection, he maintained a mental connection with the strange thing in Wilmes' mind from the moment he stepped through the door.
It was obvious that the guards and servants in this house had been consciously replaced.
This alone is enough to illustrate how bad the current situation is.
Moreover, from the time he entered the door until now, no butler or servant came forward to say hello, as if they had not seen the eldest son in the family who had the first line of inheritance.
Depressed!
nervous!
Fear! With an uneasy mood, Bernard finally walked into his father's bedroom and gently opened the door.
moment!
Two familiar figures appeared before his eyes.
I saw an old man lying on the bed with a haggard face, his eyes filled with numbness and confusion, no longer as sharp and majestic as usual.
This man is Bernard's most admired father - Sir Elrod, who spent a full thirty years developing the Chamber of Commerce to its current size.
As for the blonde girl sitting beside the old man's bed, she was his twelve-year-old sister Isadora.
At this moment, the girl did not show any sign of being the mastermind behind this. Instead, she had a shy and worried expression on her face as she held a bowl and fed the old man in the bed.
When she heard the door open, she immediately turned around and looked at Bernard with eyes full of surprise. After a full minute, she said in a joyful tone: "My dear brother, you are finally back.
You know, just this morning, my father decided to make me the heir to the family and the Chamber of Commerce.
I didn't know what to do before.
Now I feel much more at ease with your help."
I have to say that these remarks were made with great skill. They did not sound like those of a twelve-year-old child at all. Instead, they sounded like those of a veteran who had been involved in conspiracies and intrigues for many years.
The old man lying on the bed also quickly echoed in a weak voice: "That's right. I have handed over the family and the Chamber of Commerce to Isadora.
Because I realized that it was a mistake, a huge mistake, for me to let you kids compete against each other.
This directly led to the tragedy of fratricide.
I know that you sent people to murder each other, and your hands are stained with the blood of your loved ones.
That's why I disinherited you.
Bernard, from now on you must help your sister run the business."
These words were like a bucket of ice water, chilling the young businessman to the core.
Bernard couldn't believe it in his dreams. He tried his best and risked his life to expand business routes and make profits, but in the end he was treated like this by his father.
Just as he was about to retort with his face flushed, Zuo Si suddenly raised his arm and made a calming gesture, then took two steps forward, stared into Isadora's beautiful silver pupils, and asked in a slightly playful tone: "Do you really believe that you can use such a despicable method to make everyone believe that Sir Elrod is willing to hand over the family and the Chamber of Commerce to a twelve-year-old girl? Or do you think you can escape the detection of those professional priests and priests? masked wizards in court?"
"But my stupid brother believed it, didn't he? If it weren't for you, he would have become a puppet under my control just like our father sooner or later."
The girl had a sweet smile on her face and said something that made everyone present feel creepy.
Especially Bernard, who was almost deceived, immediately shuddered and asked excitedly: "Sir Soth! Is she... is she a monster? Or is she controlled by some evil magic?"
Isadora glanced at her eldest brother with contempt and said sarcastically: "Don't be silly, dear brother.
I am your biological sister, and since I was six years old I have watched you brothers and sisters fighting for the right of inheritance.
Especially you, you idiot, who has been trying to please your father all the time. Your flattering attitude makes me want to vomit.
You poor creatures have no idea that our father, the majestic Sir Elrod, actually secretly found a mistress before our mother died.
She was a beautiful young lady, even much younger than you.
They secretly gave birth to an illegitimate child.
The father loved the child very much, and under the constant instigation of his mistress, he had secretly decided to let the illegitimate son inherit the family and the Chamber of Commerce.
In addition, our mother's private life has always been very chaotic. She often participated in various disgusting and lewd gatherings held by the Church of Suna, the goddess of love and beauty. This caused our father to be filled with anger and dissatisfaction, and he even took his anger out on each of us.
But for the sake of face, he concealed it very well and never showed it from beginning to end.
But secretly, the father never gave up the desire to take revenge on the mother, so he deliberately created and maintained a fierce yet balanced competitive relationship among his children.
Do you think I arranged the murder of your brothers and sisters? No! It was just that my father wanted to kill you in my name, and then framed me for the crime, removing the last obstacle for his illegitimate son to ascend to the throne.
At the same time, he could push all the charges and responsibilities onto me afterwards, and at the same time refuse to pay the promised rewards to the pirate and bandit gangs.
It's a pity that father has no idea that I'm completely different from you stupid brothers and sisters.
I knew everything from the moment he had this idea, and I have been silently observing his every move over the years.
As a result, when he chose to take action, I also decided to end this ridiculous family ethics drama.
In fact, whether it is my father, or you and my other brothers and sisters, in my eyes, you are all naked and have no secrets.
because……
I can see into your thoughts and read your memories."
As the last word came out of her mouth, Isadora suddenly opened her arms, releasing an invisible energy that suddenly exploded in the air.
moment!
Everyone's spirit suffered a severe shock.
Especially for Bernard, an ordinary person, he felt his brain went blank and he completely lost consciousness and ability to think. He stood still as if he was frozen in place.
The reactions of the others were similar. It was as if they had suddenly lost perception of their surroundings and the outside world, and they all became dazed and stupid.
Only Zuo Si and the red dragon Wilmes were not affected at all.
Because the strange thing in the latter's brain used almost the same power to resist this large-scale group attack.
"Psionic blast? You are a psychic!" Zuo Si raised his eyebrows in surprise.
There's no way not to be surprised.
This extremely rare talent is generally not possible for the human race.
Only races like mind flayers, githyanki, and gray dwarves, who are born with some psychic talent, have a certain chance of giving birth to psions.
The rarity of human psychics far exceeds that of any other spellcasting profession, with only one or two lucky ones appearing among hundreds of thousands or even millions of people.
He originally thought that the girl was controlling the old man on the bed through some sorcery ability.
But now it seems that it should be memory tampering among psychic abilities.
"Psionic blast? Psion? What is that? Also, why are you not affected by my ability?" Isadora asked with a frown.
"Haha, it seems that you have no idea about your own strength, right?" Zuo Si asked meaningfully.
He finally figured out that the girl in front of him must have awakened her psychic powers when she was very young.
Then he regards it as a special ability that belongs to him, and uses and trains it secretly, without even knowing what this power of his own is.
This special ability to easily read other people's thoughts and memories made Isadora have a childhood completely different from that of normal children.
She has seen too many negative things such as dirtiness, filthiness, darkness, desire, etc. in the hearts of adults.
In addition, psychics often suffer from schizophrenia and may even debate with fragments of their own personality, constantly exploring every corner of their subconscious.
In the end, it became what it is today, which makes people feel scared.
As for the fuse of the outbreak, it was probably that Sir Elrott, who was lying on the bed, was planning to push his little daughter out as a scapegoat.
"Do you know my power?"
A flash of silver light flashed in Isadora's pupils, and then a small knife used to peel fruit placed on the bedside table flew up into the air, with the sharp tip pointing directly at Zuo Si's eyes.
Now, with just a thought, she could make the knife fly out at lightning speed and pierce the opponent's eye socket.
But Zuo Si smiled and replied, "The power you use is called psionic power, and you are a psionicist with innate talent.
The attack just now was called [Psychic Blast], which could produce a strong mental shock that would render the affected person unable to move.
As for controlling this small knife, it is the power of telekinesis.
Your talent is special and rare.
But unfortunately, you are too weak now and can't cause any harm to me."
"This is impossible! No one can resist my power!"
As she spoke, Isadora suddenly swung the knife towards Zuo Si's eye socket.
A flash of cold light flashed in the air in an instant.
But what she never expected was that the knife stopped just a few centimeters away from Zuo Si's eyes, as if it was stuck in a state of stillness. No matter how she controlled it, it couldn't move forward even a bit.
"No!!!!!!"
Facing the oncoming sharp blade, Isadora screamed in despair, closed her eyes and waited for the pain and death to come.
But after more than ten seconds, the pain still did not come, and she subconsciously opened her eyes again.
It was discovered that the knife had pierced through the clothes, and was only less than one millimeter away from the smooth and delicate skin, and the sweat hairs could even feel a slight chill.
Without a doubt!
This move alone is enough to prove that the other party's level of control over psychic powers is far superior to his own.
After realizing this, Isadora raised her head and asked in a trembling voice: "You...you also have this ability like me?"
"If you mean psychic powers, the answer is obviously no. It wasn't me that just fought against you, but it."
As he spoke, Zuo Si pointed at Wilmes' head beside him.
Just as Isadora turned her gaze towards Wilmes, the red dragon in human form suddenly opened its mouth and extended four octopus-like tentacles from its throat.
One of them was raised high and waved.
Then a voice echoed in the girl's mind: "Hello, Isadora, I am a wonder created by the master. Like you, I possess the power of psychic energy."
"Master? Creation?"
Isadora keenly grasped two key words.
Although the tentacles in front of her made her a little scared, she also felt a little happy to meet her own kind.
After all, over the years, the girl has always regarded herself as an alien, a monster lurking among the crowd. She can only find ways to hide herself and is even unwilling to communicate with others.
This is why she always appears shy and timid to outsiders.
Through the telepathic connection, the strange object sensed the girl's emotions and responded without any emotion: "That's right. The person you just talked to was my creator. If it weren't for the master's kindness, you would have been dead just now."
After saying this, the strange creature no longer paid attention to Isadora, and directly retracted its tentacles, while returning control of the body to Wilmes.
Although the Red Dragon was very annoyed by this frequent deprivation of control, she dared not speak out.
"How is it? Do you understand your abilities now? Psionic power has never been an invincible force. It is just more concealed than arcane and divine magic. It can influence and control the unsuspecting people around silently."
Zuo Si was very interested in explaining to the girl in front of him the differences between different power systems.
Because psions are so rare, so rare.
Moreover, these guys are very good at hiding and disguising, making them almost impossible to be discovered.
"You created something with the same abilities as me, and even complete intelligence?" Isadora's eyes suddenly became fanatical.
Zuo Si nodded slightly. "Yes. Although there are many lucky parts in this process, if there is a living mind flayer as the raw material, it should not be a problem to copy it."
"Great! You are the one I've been looking for! Let's be together forever!" Isadora suddenly opened her arms and wanted to pounce on him.
"????"
Zuo Si's forehead was full of question marks, and he had no idea what was wrong with the girl in front of him.
But he still relied on his agility of 17 points and his ability to dodge, making the opponent miss.
But Isadora didn't seem to have any intention of giving up, and continued to talk to herself: "Look, in the eyes of ordinary people, people like us who have powerful powers at a young age are generally called monsters. I am a monster, and you are also a monster. Aren't two monsters a good match together? And when we have each other, we won't be lonely anymore."
“Are you lonely?”
Zuo Si looked at the girl with a slightly sympathetic look.
The latter nodded with a smile on his face: "Yes! I am lonely! Very, very lonely! Because ever since I regained my memory and awakened my abilities, I found that everyone around me is very scary.
My father was always plotting how to kill my brothers and sisters.
The brothers and sisters were plotting how to get rid of each other.
When I was a little older, I found out that the guard who was responsible for protecting me was fantasizing every day about how to strip me naked and do disgusting things without being noticed.
There was also a maid who was always jealous of my appearance and background, and would secretly add poisonous herbs that would make people's body break out into the tea every time she made it.
My oldest sister tried more than once to marry me off to an old, ugly merchant in exchange for the support of the Iron Throne Guild of Baldur's Gate.
There are so many similar things that I have been having nightmares since I was a child and have not been able to sleep peacefully.
This world is so scary and malicious to me.
But now it's different.
I smell the scent of my own kind in you.
So please don't reject me, or you will kill me immediately.
Otherwise, I will spend the rest of my life avenging you."
While saying this, Isadora walked slowly to Zuo Si step by step, then opened her arms and hugged him tightly, constantly sniffing the unique scent on the latter, with an expression of incomparable happiness and satisfaction on her face.
"Now, you belong to me. And I can finally sleep peacefully."
As soon as she finished speaking, the girl closed her eyes and fell into a deep sleep.
"What's wrong with this human cub? Her brain seems a little abnormal." Wilmes asked in an uncertain tone.
"No, Isadora is not mentally ill, but has psychological problems. She awakened her abilities too early, and before her mind matured, she saw too much of the dark side of human nature, so she has been in panic, mental tension and strong anxiety. As a result, her personality is distorted."
While explaining, Zuo Si tried to get the girl off him.
Unfortunately, I don’t know if it was the effect of psychic powers, but she held her hands so tightly that I couldn’t get it off after trying for a long time.
With no other options, Zuo Si could only allow himself to have this extra "accessory" on his body.
Fortunately, his current strength attribute is not low, and his physical fitness has reached a level that ordinary people can't even dream of, so it shouldn't be a big deal if he hangs for a few hours.
At the same time, those around who were hit by the [Psychic Explosion] also recovered from the shocked state one after another.
"What happened just now? Why don't I remember anything?"
The half-orc Rhett shook his head vigorously, trying to get rid of the strong feeling of dizziness.
Alena leaned against the wall and retched, complaining, "Damn it! My head hurts! And I feel a little nauseous!"
"Master, are you okay?"
As always, the Dragonborn Knight showed extraordinary loyalty.
He was clearly more concerned about his master's safety than his own.
Zuo Si shook his head and responded, "I'm fine. You were hit by the psychic power released by Isadora. Don't worry, those reactions are only temporary and will heal in a while."
"Psychic powers? What's that?"
Bernard suppressed his physical discomfort and sat down on the chair and asked.
"Do you know the mind flayers? The power they are good at using is called psionic power. And your youngest sister is a very, very rare psionicist. She awakened when she was six years old and has the ability to read other people's thoughts and memories."
"Oh my God! Are you saying that... when Isadora was still a child, she saw the darkness in the hearts of everyone in the family?"
Bernard opened his mouth in shock, his face full of disbelief.
He simply couldn't imagine how terrifying this was for a child whose mind was not yet mature.
"It's terrifying, isn't it?" Zuo Si sighed. "In addition, the culprit who murdered you and your brothers and sisters has also been found out. It's the old man lying on the bed, your father."
"Father……"
Bernard subconsciously clenched his fists when he looked at the old man, his eyes flashing with incomparable anger, as if he would rush up and strangle him to death in the next second.
But unfortunately, he finally suppressed the impulse in his heart and asked with gritted teeth: "What is my father's situation now? Is he controlled by Isadora?"
"No. His memory must have been tampered with. The method was so brutal that his mind and consciousness are damaged. He will probably die soon."
Zuo Si gave his diagnosis directly.
He didn't have the slightest sympathy for this old guy who had taken some kind of love potion and wanted to replace his legitimate children with his illegitimate children, and was eventually killed by his youngest daughter.
"Very good! Then let him die in pain like this."
Bernard sentenced his father to death in a cold voice, with no intention of asking a pastor to treat him.
But soon, he turned his gaze to his sister who was hanging on Zuo Si: "How is Isadora now? Is she still in danger? Is her mental state stable?"
"That's a little hard to say. Because the power system of the Psion is so special and very idealistic. This leads to almost all Psions only believing in what they want to believe. I'm not sure if she will do something out of the ordinary after she wakes up."
While saying this, Zuo Sice turned his head and glanced at the girl's quiet and pretty face.
In his view, Isadora was just a victim in the whole incident.
If Sir Elrot had not wanted to use him as a sacrifice, none of this would have happened.
In fact, the reason why all the servants and guards in this house were replaced and their memories were tampered with were all crazy actions made by the girl because of her strong inner anxiety and desire to protect herself.
I'll let the strange object be modified back through psychic powers later, and then fire all the people.
"Can I ask you to take care of her? You know, I'm powerless and can't stop her when something goes wrong." Bernard made the request sincerely.
To be honest, he was really scared by his youngest sister just now.
The weirdness and power of the psychic ability gave the young businessman a creepy feeling.
Even more terrifying than seeing those hordes of undead charging at you on a deserted island.
Because although the undead are scary, they can be seen and touched after all, so even if you die, you can die with understanding.
However, psychic powers do not have any signs at all. They can read a person's memory and thoughts without anyone noticing, and can also turn them into a controlled puppet without anyone noticing.
Bernard would rather be killed than become a zombie like his father.
"No problem. But you have to think carefully, this is a rare psychic. If you hand her over to me, it will be difficult for you to see her again in the future." Zuo Si reminded solemnly.
Bernard smiled bitterly and shrugged his shoulders: "It doesn't matter. I have your support, that's enough. As for Isadora, I just hope she can stay away from this nightmarish home and live a happier life in the future."
While talking, the young businessman took advantage of the girl's sleep, reached out and gently touched the latter's long golden hair, with a hint of pity in his eyes.
It can be seen that he actually likes this youngest sister very much.
After a few seconds, Bernard reluctantly withdrew his arm, put on an unsettling gloomy face, and asked directly: "Sir Soth, could you please tell me where my father's mistress and the illegitimate son who wanted to replace me live?"
"What do you want to do?" Zuo Si asked calmly.
"Is there even a need to ask? Of course it's revenge! Since that bitch dared to instigate my father to kill all of his legitimate descendants, including me, then I must be prepared to endure bloody revenge."
Bernard's tone was filled with naked and undisguised bloodiness.
After this deal, he has obviously grown a lot.
In the past, he would not have had the courage and guts to kill people in the city of Askatla.
Seeing this scene, Zuo Si nodded with satisfaction, quickly picked up a pen and paper, wrote down the information that the magic object had read from the old man's mind on the bed through psychic power, and then handed it over.
"Here, here's the address. Need help?"
Bernard took a deep breath and declined, "Thank you, but it's not necessary. This is our family's business. I will use the most traditional and bloody way of Amn to uproot all the people involved in this matter and their families, regardless of gender, age or status."
"In that case, I wish you a happy revenge." Zuo Si gave his blessing with a smile.
Because he knew that after experiencing this incident, Bernard would make up for his last shortcoming and completely transform into a qualified Amn businessman.
Just like that, Bernard left home alone and headed straight for the Chamber of Commerce.
With his status as the first heir and the prestige he had accumulated within the Chamber of Commerce, he took over all power effortlessly.
Immediately afterwards, Bernard allocated a sum of funds and divided it into three parts.
One copy was sent to the Shadow Thieves Guild in Amn, another was sent to the military camp responsible for maintaining daily law and order in the city, and another was secretly sent to the prosecutor's wife, who was responsible for hearing cases and conducting trials.
In less than an hour, a fire broke out in the house where Sir Elrott housed his mistress. No one, whether the master or the servants, could escape and they were all burned to death.
Afterwards, a small family that had only risen in recent years suddenly suffered an incident of collective ingestion of poisonous mushrooms, and the entire family, young and old, died.
After the inspection by the guards and the prosecutor's decision, everything was quickly settled.
Perhaps in the eyes of those who are not aware of the situation, these are two completely different accidents.
But in the eyes of the upper ruling class of Askatla, this was a perfect and excellent revenge.
As the new head of the family, Bernard used the Amn way to kill all enemies who coveted his family's wealth, which is worthy of emulation by all young people.
Obviously, the money given to the shadow thief was to hire a killer, the money given to the military camp was to let the guards help cover up the traces of the murder, and the money given to the prosecutor's wife was to let the two cases end as quickly as possible to avoid unnecessary turmoil.
As Babette said, there is nothing in Athkatla that money cannot buy.
If you can't buy it, it just means that the money you gave is not enough.
What's more, Sir Elrot's mistress was not originally from a prominent family, otherwise she would not have been willing to hide her identity and be the lover of an old man.
The family behind her was able to gain a foothold in the fierce competition in this city precisely because of nepotism.
So after getting the money, the shadow thieves didn't even hesitate and immediately sent out assassins to complete this lucrative and low-risk commission.
Bernard looked at the heads in front of him without any expression on his face. He said directly to the thief who came to hand in the task: "I am glad that this matter is finally over. Your efficiency is still as good as always."
"Thank you for the compliment. I'm glad you're satisfied. Oh, by the way, our boss, Alan Linville, asked me to pass on a message saying that he wants to make an appointment to meet with Lord Soth, who helped you take everything back."
The thief added as he was about to turn around and leave.
"Alan Linville?" Bernard was slightly stunned.
Because this name is very famous in Amn, especially in Askatra.
He is the nominal supreme leader of the Shadow Thieves.
Although there are rumors that this guy is just a puppet pushed out by the Shadow Thief to deceive people.
But it is undeniable that he is indeed quite powerful.
At least most of the shadow thieves must accept the leadership of Ailan Linville, and all subordinate guilds must hand over a portion of their profits every once in a while.
Bernard couldn't understand why the leader of the Shadow Thieves wanted to see Zuo Si.
The thief noticed the merchant's worry and immediately smiled and comforted him, "Don't worry, it's not a bad thing. On the contrary, our boss wants to negotiate a deal with Lord Soth, a deal that will benefit everyone."
After saying this, he dived into the shadows and disappeared at the end of the street at an extremely fast speed.
Half an hour later, in the office at the end of the maze on the basement floor of the Shadow Thieves Guild.
Ailan Linville sat in front of the chair and asked in a slightly playful tone: "Well, did you take my words to heart?"
"Of course, boss. But I don't quite understand. The boy named Soth is obviously only about ten years old. What do you have to talk about with him?" the thief asked with a puzzled look.
"Child? No! That's not just any child, but a powerful and terrifying monster. Remember, don't spread this matter to anyone else."
After that, Ailan Linville waved his hand to signal the other party that he could leave.
(End of this chapter)
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