In addition to occasionally meeting with Bernard to receive some orders for daily necessities and furniture, he also gave him a renovation design drawing of the Crooked Crane Hotel.
The rest of the time was basically spent either doing experiments or making life boxes for several other old wizards whose lives were coming to an end.
You should know that not all arcane spellcasters have the knowledge and skills to create magic items and artifacts at a high enough level.
Many people cannot even meet the minimum requirements to make a lich's phylactery.
But now with Zuo Si's help, making the life box has become easy.
They can even easily obtain a life box of their own by just casting a few corresponding high-level spells on a half-finished life box.
Then during the ceremony, they drink a special poison adjusted according to their own needs, and complete the whole process with strong willpower and desire to survive.
It can be said that Zuo Si, through his powerful ability as a creator, simplified this originally complex and tedious process to an outrageous degree.
If becoming a lich did not require a minimum spellcasting level of LV11, it would be impossible to successfully transform. He could even create a lich transformation assembly line to mass-produce these undead spellcasters.
As those who completed the transformation ritual resurrected from their dead bodies one by one, the seven liches finally gathered together.
Including Zuo Si, the leader, there are exactly eight people.
At this moment, they were sitting around a stone table in the secret room at the bottom of the tower, discussing the future development plan for the entire organization.
"Everyone. For the common benefit of all of us, I think everyone should share all the scrolls, spells, books, knowledge and techniques that you have treasured. After all, Lord Soth has already shared the knowledge, techniques and spells that he brought from another world, and even has two books that record several nine-ring, eight-ring and seven-ring spells."
Vanessa was the first to step forward and offer a suggestion.
After all, to have come this far, everyone here has some "unique skills" and "trump cards".
If we can come together to learn from each other and draw on each other's experience, everyone can benefit.
Jeffrey immediately nodded in agreement. "Good suggestion. I totally agree. After all, Lord Soth has shared so much valuable knowledge. We can't be too stingy. Later, I will copy all the books, notes, and scrolls in my library in the Mage Tower and send them to you."
"Isn't this a matter of course?"
"Me too!"
"And me!"
Several other liches also expressed their agreement.
Because they get much more than they give, there is no reason to object at all.
You must know that knowledge is not wealth. The more you share it, the less it becomes.
Just the opposite!
It will not become less, and it is possible that as more people learn it, it will slowly extend and create more knowledge.
This is why every spellcasting organization will try every means to increase their reserves in this area, and will not hesitate to spend a lot of money to hire adventurers to explore those ancient ruins and tombs and collect all the magical knowledge from ancient times.
Seeing that everyone was so cooperative, Vanessa immediately nodded in satisfaction: "Very good, then this matter is settled. Next is the second topic, what should our organization be called."
"Sir Soth, you are the leader, and I think you have the most say in this matter." Jeffrey turned his gaze to Zuo Si who was sitting in the main seat.
"A name? Hmm... Since our goal is to collect all kinds of knowledge, technology and other things related to magic, and we want to be low-key and secretive, why not just call it the [Arcane Mystic Society]?"
After a little thought, Zuo Si gave a name he could think of.
In fact, according to his original intention, he didn't even want to think of a name at all, and just called it "organization."
It can not only confuse the public, but also make it easy to put the blame on evil organizations like the Zhentarim, Shadow Thieves, and the Cult of the Dragon when something goes wrong.
But unfortunately, in Faerun, if an organization does not even have a decent name, it will be difficult to attract any talent.
"[Arcane Mystic Society]? That sounds good. Let's call our organization this from now on."
Jeffrey was the first to agree.
Immediately afterwards, the others also nodded, and it was obvious that they were quite satisfied with the name.
After deciding on the name of the organization, Vanessa immediately raised the third topic: "Mr. Soth, what is our current development direction?"
"Where is the development going?"
Zuo Si was slightly stunned, obviously he had never thought about this question before.
Upon seeing this, Vanessa immediately explained: "Although the main goal of the organization is to collect various knowledge, technologies and things related to magic.
But all this costs a lot of money, and magic research also requires a lot of valuable materials.
So we must first find ways to increase revenue.
I personally think that the first step should be to use the Kingdom of Tethyr as a base, unite to monopolize the arcane magic in this area, and make the local lords dependent on us, so as to earn a lot of wealth.
The second step is to establish strongholds in coastal cities such as Mylatma, Zazespur, Mulan, Velen, and Askatla, and actively develop from the Racing Strait to the Nalanther Islands, striving to completely conquer and control the pirates in this sea area.
At that time, even if they did not rob merchant ships, they could still make a lot of money by collecting protection fees.
Moreover, many islands in the Nalanther Archipelago are quite large and can be developed to build cities and villages.
In the third step, we will use this island as a forward base and head north to compete with the pirates of the Whalebone Islands for control of Sword Bay.
Once we defeat and conquer the Whalebone Islands and completely control the northern Sword Coast, we will be able to force the Arcane Brotherhood that controls Luskan, the City of Sails, to cooperate with us.
Then wait for the right moment to strike, defeat the Arcane Brotherhood in one fell swoop, and take everything they have.
By that time, the most prosperous trade route on the entire west coast of Faerun will be under our control.
Whether it is the city-states such as Waterdeep, Neverwinter, and Baldur's Gate, which rely entirely on maritime trade for survival, or countries like Amn, Tethyr, and Calimshan, which also rely on maritime trade for prosperity, they must pay taxes to us, act according to the rules we set, and obey our will.
In this day and age, whoever controls the ocean is equivalent to controlling those important coastal port cities and trade nodes, and can gain huge wealth and power from them..."
Oh shit!
Sea power theory? Zuo Si was shocked.
Although he had long realized that Vanessa was the only one among all the newborn liches who showed a strong desire for power.
But I never expected that the other party could come up with such a grand and highly executable plan.
Because whether it is the pirates of the Nelanther Islands or the pirates of the Whalebone Islands, their ability to fight head-on is almost non-existent compared to a powerful lich.
The latter can easily destroy the former, including the people and the ship, into ashes.
What's more, there are two people around Zuo Si who have the ability to control minds. One is the strange thing in Wilmes's mind, and the other is Bernard's sister Isadora.
This means that it is completely feasible to integrate the originally loose and contradictory pirates together by forcibly modifying their memories.
As for the Arcane Brotherhood, it may be the weakest among all the spellcasting organizations in the entire continent of Faerun.
The spellcasting levels of the chief and several tower masters are not high, and the infighting is more serious than that of the red robe wizard. Even the top leaders often die from daggers from behind.
Therefore, Vanessa's idea of killing the Arcane Brotherhood and seizing Luskan, the City of Sails, is not difficult to achieve at all.
Anyway, except for Zuo Si, the members of the Arcane Mystic Society are all liches, so there is no need to worry about death.
As long as we launch a few suicidal sneak attacks at all costs to eliminate the enemy's top leaders, those low-level mages and apprentices below will soon collapse.
All that remained was to clean up the mess and convince the pirates, merchants, and citizens of Luskan to recognize their new ruler.
There is no doubt that the grand blueprint painted by Vanessa is a huge temptation for everyone present.
Because it does not need to confront those powerful organizations backed by gods head-on, it basically just picks on the weak and still brings huge profits.
Whether it is the pirates or the Arcane Brotherhood, they are all notorious villains without exception. Even if other forces know that someone is trying to deal with them, they will only applaud.
With low risk and high return, even Zuo Si felt tempted.
After stroking his chin and thinking for a long time, he finally raised his head and said, "In principle, I agree to carry out the first and second steps, and put the third step aside for now. The environment in the north is quite complicated. Before confirming the attitude of the Lords' Alliance headed by Waterdeep, Silvermoon, and Neverwinter, it is not a wise move to attack the Arcane Brotherhood and Luskan."
"Understood. Don't worry, I will act as low-key as possible according to your request."
After receiving a positive answer, Vanessa was immediately ecstatic and gave the guarantee without hesitation.
Because since he became a lich, he has completely lost all worldly desires, leaving only an endless thirst for power, knowledge and strength.
Power, in particular, can fill the strong sense of emptiness in one's heart.
After the development direction of the organization was established, the atmosphere on site became increasingly heated.
Jeffrey took the initiative to ask, "Mr. Soth, do you have anything to say about continuing to recruit members?"
Zuo Si pointedly held up two fingers and said, "I only have two requests.
First, at this stage, all core members must transform themselves into liches, and I will be the one keeping their life boxes. Other than that, all others are peripheral members.
For peripheral members, they cannot know the existence of the organization, but they can improve their status by performing tasks and serving the organization in exchange for corresponding rewards.
When an external member has proven his ability and loyalty, he can apply to the organization, and then I will help him complete the lich transformation ceremony.
In short, for core members, our principle is that there is no option to quit.
But for peripheral members, whether to join the core or choose to withdraw is their own freedom. "
Jeffrey nodded thoughtfully, "I see. This means that our apprentices cannot join the core for the time being, but they can participate in activities as peripheral members of the organization. As for those old friends we know who are about to die but are unwilling to die like this, we can try to bring them in."
"That's right. Everyone, please remember one thing. Although you are all liches, it does not mean that you can act recklessly."
Zuo Si solemnly warned several liches.
Because he knew that the newly born lich might still retain some of his previous habits and ways of thinking.
But as time goes by, negative energy and undead instincts will gradually make them lose their humanity. Eventually, they will only pay attention to things that interest them, and don't care about anything else.
If they can get what they want by massacring an entire city, then those liches who have lived for hundreds or even thousands of years will definitely do it without hesitation, without considering the consequences at all.
This is most evident in Sammaster, the founder of the Cult of the Dragon.
When he fought with Losander, the Lord of the Dawn, the gap in hard power between the two sides had reached a point that could not be bridged at all.
But even so, the former still used his last trump card without hesitation to attack the incarnation of powerful divine power.
In the end, only a few drops of blood were left on the god, while he himself was instantly reduced to ashes.
Many people believe that it is extremely shameful for someone like Lathander to personally descend to the world incarnate only to be beaten by mortals, and that he can be called the "shame of the gods."
What's even more outrageous is that the divine blood that flowed out was later collected by the priests as a kind of honor and displayed in the temple of the Lord of Dawn for believers to admire.
But think about it from another perspective. If you were an ordinary person, would you hope that the patron saint of faith would come and save you from danger at the critical moment, or would you hope that he would remain indifferent and allow the tragedy to happen?
The answer is obviously the former.
Almost everyone longs for a powerful and invincible hero or god to help them when they encounter difficulties and dangers.
This is why such clichéd plots can resonate with people again and again.
Zuo Si didn't care about the feud between Sammaster and Losander, nor did he want to make too many comments.
But he didn't want these guys who were transformed into liches with his help to become so crazy one day.
"clear!"
Vanessa took the lead and stood up, and together with the other six liches, she placed one hand on her chest and bowed deeply to show her obedience.
Seeing this, Zuo Si nodded with satisfaction: "Very good! I hope you can do what you say. Finally, on this special day today, I have another good news to announce to you."
"Oh? What's the good news?" Jeffrey asked curiously.
Zuo Si replied meaningfully: “I believe you have all heard the rumors about my origins.
Now, what I want to tell you is that there is a small part of truth to this rumor.
I do come from another magical world, and that world does not have any gods, but it has developed floating cities and brilliant magical civilization.
When the time is right, I will open a portal to one of the floating cities occupied by the undead and lead you to conquer it."
"What? A world without gods at all?"
"A floating city full of undead creatures?"
"Oh my god! This is a necromancer's paradise!"
"Sir Soth. When you decide to open the portal, please take me with you."
…
In an instant, all the liches present fell into madness.
Because in the history of the continent of Faerun, the floating city of Netheril and the magic maze created by the high elven wizards are known as two irreplaceable miracles, representing the pinnacle of magical civilization.
When they heard that someone had created a floating city in another world and that it was an ownerless place occupied by undead creatures, they immediately wanted to seize it at all costs.
By then, whether it is used as a secret base or as a weapon in war, it is definitely not comparable to just one or two wizard towers.
And just like that, the first collective meeting of the core members of the organization finally came to an end with an exciting news.
Obviously, Zuo Si made these newly born liches full of enthusiasm by painting a rosy picture.
Now they are no longer servants who have to work simply to fulfill an agreement or because their life boxes are held in the hands of others.
Instead, it is a group of partners who have unleashed an unprecedented enthusiasm for work for their own interests and can enjoy huge dividends from the development and growth of the organization.
After sending away the liches one by one, Zuo Si, who had been busy for several days without a break, finally found time to come to the sofa in the lounge. While petting the meowing transformed cat cub lying on his knees, he asked Wilmes with a smile: "How is it? Are you satisfied with the new nest I prepared for you?"
"Not bad. Except for the mephits and goblins being a bit noisy, everything else is fine. I have moved almost all my treasures in there, and the nest near Myratma will be completely abandoned from now on."
Wilmes answered while stuffing a steak that looked a little burnt into his mouth.
As an evil and cruel red dragon, her favorite food was tender and delicious young women, especially elves and half-elves.
But now they have been forced to change their diet and can only eat some fish, poultry and livestock meat.
As for grilling it until it was burnt, that was her own request.
Because red dragons are giant dragons with fire attributes, they prefer burnt food in terms of taste.
This is the same reason why white dragons like to freeze their food before eating, and black dragons like to bury meat to rot and ferment before eating.
"Did the goblins who were transformed into werewolves cause any trouble?"
As soon as goblins were mentioned, Zuo Si immediately became interested.
Through experiments, he found that after being transformed into werewolves, the goblins maintained their half-beast, half-human form and their work efficiency was six times that of ordinary goblins, which was far beyond the limits of most human laborers.
Moreover, if it maintains this form and is pulled back up by necromancy after death as a low-level zombie, it is still much stronger than an ordinary goblin zombie.
Plus, they are easy to raise, have a high fertility rate, and a short growth cycle...
As long as the problems caused by its chaotic nature can be solved, it is simply the most ideal raw material for hard labor and necromancy.
After the Goblin Werewolf Hunting Team searched the mountains for the past few days, they have captured nearly 800 goblins, all of whom have been infected with lycanthropy and turned into werewolves.
Attempts are currently being made to give them military-style and obedience training.
Wilmes shrugged nonchalantly: "Trouble? What kind of trouble can a group of goblins cause?
But this obedience is only superficial, once the hobgoblins and werewolves leave, they will fall into chaos again."
"So, for now, we can only rely on violence and high pressure..."
Zuo Si touched his chin and frowned.
But soon, he came up with an idea, and immediately instructed the strange thing in the red dragon's mind: "Select the most obedient ones from those goblins, and then let them reproduce. As for the other goblins, castrate them all. I don't believe that we can't cultivate goblins with strong obedience by reproducing them in this way of artificial intervention for a few generations."
When Wilmes heard this, he was so shocked that he opened his mouth and was speechless.
Although she had long known that Zuo Si was a "ruthless man", she never expected that he would be so cruel and totally regard the goblins as creatures like poultry and livestock.
"As you wish, master." The strange creature responded immediately.
Just like that, the fate of the goblins and werewolves who were thrown into the sewers at the bottom of the Mage Tower was determined by just a few words.
After finishing the charred steak on the plate, Wilmes quickly returned to the lower level of the Mage Tower at the urging of the strange object.
在探测了所有地精的思维和记忆后，奇物很快挑选出二十个雄性地精、一百多个雌性地精作为人工干预实验的样本。
其他的地精则在短短不到一个小时的时间里，无一例外全部遭到阉割。
由于都是狼人，拥有强大的自我恢复能力，因此阉割的时候也格外粗暴，甚至连麻醉都懒得麻醉，令人毛骨悚然的惨叫与哀嚎声回荡在下水道内，把老鼠都给吓跑了。
就在左思准备去逛一逛渥金商场区放松一下精神的时候，一名来自六人评议会的使者突然登门拜访，将一封邀请函和整整四万金币的汇票一起奉上。
当面拆开邀请函看了两眼，他立马用不是很确定的语气问：“让我跟使节团一起去烛堡参加同博德之门的和平谈判？”
“是的，阁下。评议会想要借助您的名头，好好吓唬一下那些乡巴佬，从而签订一份对安姆有利的条约。四万金币是支付给您的酬劳。”使者面带微笑的回答道。
“那时间呢？什么时候出发？”左思紧跟着又问。
“三天之后。届时使节团会在城门外等候您大驾光临。”
说罢，使者单手抚胸略微欠了欠身，然后便转身乘坐马车返回行政区。
目送对方渐渐消失在街道的尽头，左思这才露出玩味的笑容小声嘀咕：“真不愧是商业帝国安姆，竟然连这种不讲武德的卑鄙伎俩都敢用。不过无所谓了，反正我也正好打算去烛堡。”
毫无疑问，这次谈判就是为了解决前不久博德之门与安姆爆发的边界战争。
或者叫做“钢铁浩劫”也行。
听名字就知道，这是因为钢铁贸易摩擦而引发的局部冲突。
其中安姆死伤了差不多四千人的军队，而博德之门则死伤了两千五百人，可谓是损失惨重。
至于原因，当然是掌控纳西凯铁矿资源的安姆商人贪得无厌，想要通过囤积和垄断来抬高博德之门一带钢铁产品的价格。
作为一个同样以贸易起家的港口城市，博德之门商人阶层哪里会吃这种亏，立马摆出一副要进攻纳西凯夺取铁矿的架势。
最终双方围绕着这座生产钢铁的小镇大打出手。
不过现如今，由于战事陷入僵持，谁也占不到什么便宜，所以就只能通过谈判来解决问题。
六人评议的想法很简单，那就是利用左思剧毒与瘟疫女神塔洛娜选民的名号，恐吓一下博德之门的代表。
潜台词就是你再不让步，我们就要使用瘟疫之类的大范围无差别攻击了。
至于谈判地点为什么选在烛堡，当然是烛堡是个绝对中立的地方，由知识之神欧格玛的信徒建立，不属于双方任何一边的势力范围。
想明白这些，左思马上开始清点自己手头所剩不多的现金。
其中包括卖毒药给影贼拿到的七万金币，之前修建法师塔还剩下的差不多十万，还有弯颈鹤旅店地下墓穴中搜刮的陪葬品也卖了六万多……
林林总总加起来可能也就二十万出头的样子。
或许对于那些仅仅是去看书、查阅资料的人而言，这么一大笔钱怎么花都花不完。
可问题是，左思从一开始就奔着直接把整个烛堡所有书籍和卷轴都复制下来去的。
所以这点钱远远不够。
“该死！建造这座法师塔还真是把我掏空了。看来先只能卖掉一些暂时用不上的魔法物品救救急了。”
说罢，他迅速从库存中清点出一批装进次元袋，然后带上两名召唤生物，直奔渥金商场区。
……
与此同时，渥金商场区的下水道内，艾瑞尼卡斯正站在自己刚建立起来的秘密据点，注视着那个刚刚从罐子里爬出来，拥有惊心动魄美貌的精灵女人，眼睛里竟然同时迸射出了爱与憎恨两种强烈复杂且充满矛盾的情感。
“我……我是谁？”美丽的精灵女子一脸茫然的问道。
此刻她全身上下一丝不挂，尽情展现着自己曼妙的身姿。
“你的名字叫做艾丽星！是我曾经的爱人。”艾瑞尼卡斯意味深长的说道。
“艾丽星？爱人？为什么我什么都不记得了？”女精灵拼命摇晃着脑袋试图恢复记忆。
但遗憾的是，无论她怎么做都回想不起哪怕一丁点的内容，就仿佛一个刚刚诞生的婴儿，过去的记忆统统是一片空白。
艾瑞尼卡斯缓缓走到近前，用双手捧起对方的脸庞，直接用极富侵略性的动作吻了上去，然后将对方顺势压在身下疯狂的索取。
整整十几分钟过后，当内心之中无法抑制的强烈冲动全部发泄出来，他整个人终于再次恢复到平时的理智跟冷酷。
至于地上的那个被称之为艾丽星的女人，此刻已经彻底变成了一具没有生命的尸体。
确切地说是被活活掐死的。
艾瑞尼卡斯连看都没看尸体一眼，直接便吟唱咒语释放了一个六环【解离术】，当场将其分解成一堆毫无意义的尘埃。
站在一旁看了半天好戏的吸血鬼巴荻忍不住笑着问：“怎么，我亲爱的兄弟，你还是忘不了那个把我们害成这副样子的精灵女王吗？”
“怎么可能会忘记！她对我造成的伤害和痛苦，我要一千倍、一万倍的报复回去。没有人可以阻挡我的复仇，哪怕是神也不行。”艾瑞尼卡斯斩钉截铁的说道。
“没错！复仇！我们要让索丹尼斯拉燃烧！把那些该死的精灵统统杀光一个不留。”巴荻一脸嗜血的发出咆哮。
很显然，这两个人内心之中的仇恨之火正在熊熊燃烧。
不过相比起巴荻容易受到吸血鬼嗜血天性的影响，艾瑞尼卡斯似乎更冷静一些，直截了当开口问：“我上次让你调查的事情有结果了吗？”
“当然！那次能诡异的量虹吸现象，实际上是一座法师塔引起的。
它的主人是一名叫做索斯的家伙，外表看起来就像是个十岁左右的人类男孩。
不过他的来历可不一般，既是剧毒与疾病女神塔洛娜的选民，同样还是个异界来客。
怎么，你想要打他的主意吗？”
巴荻眯起眼睛小心翼翼的试探道。
“神祇的选民？”
艾瑞尼卡斯听到这个消息立刻下意识皱起眉头。
由于前不久才被精灵神系的成员制裁过，因此他现在对于神这种生物是既害怕又想要进行研究。
“想要我筹划一次针对索斯的伏击么？”巴荻意味深长的问。
艾瑞尼卡斯明显在犹豫，大概半分钟左右才轻轻点了下头：“当然！不过这次伏击我们不能亲自出手，更不能暴露自身的存在。”
“你的意思是……雇佣翡翠结社？”
巴荻立刻明白了什么，嘴角微微翘起浮现出令人不寒而栗的笑容。
“对！许诺一些知识、技术和魔法卷轴，让翡翠结社的高级成员出手。无论成功还是失败，我们都可以躲在暗处趁机搜集一些这位选民的情报。”
艾瑞妮卡尔斯直截了当说出了自己的想法。
作为一名外来的强大法师，他刚来到阿斯卡特拉下士道建立据点没多久，就跟这个致力于推翻蒙面法师公会的地下组织有过接触。
甚至就连周围大量炼金和实验器材，也都是对方通过各种渠道偷偷运送过来的。
翡翠结社的目的很简单，那便是拉拢联合这位实力惊人的法师，找机会发动突袭杀死蒙面法师高层，弱化其对于安姆的掌控力。
只可惜，这些可怜的家伙并不知道，琼·艾瑞尼卡斯对于推翻蒙面法师公会的垄断并不感兴趣。
仅仅是将翡翠结社当成一个可以利用的工具，就好像他也在利用安姆影贼一样。
“明白了。我现在就去跟翡翠结社的人谈判，相信他们应该不会拒绝。”
说完这句话，巴荻瞬间化作一只蝙蝠在狭窄的通道里快速飞行，很快消失在了黑暗之中。
目送吸血鬼离开，艾瑞尼卡斯转过身瞥了一眼身后几十个一人多高的巨大玻璃罐子，以及罐子里精灵女王艾丽星的克隆体，脸上浮现出了残忍的笑容，再次唤醒其中一个。
折磨！
虐待！
发泄！
他在通过这种方式来满足自己那扭曲病态的欲望。
因为如果不这样做，艾瑞尼卡斯会彻底被内心之中不断膨胀的疯狂所吞噬。
……
不过左思显然还不知道，自己又一次被盯上了，正在冒险者市集跟几名想要购买魔法武器和铠甲的冒险者讨价还价。
“一万五千金币！这是我能给出的最低价格了。
看看这件铠甲上蓝色的鳞片，它可是用蓝龙皮打造而成，能够帮助你抵挡吸收大部分的闪电伤害。
而且还加持了永久性的【防护邪恶】，可以让穿戴者在对付邪恶阵营敌人的时候获得更多优势。”
左思手里拎着自己用青足龙蛇皮革制作的铠甲忽悠道。
是的！
他把青足龙蛇皮的铠甲当成蓝龙皮甲在出售。
Most people have never seen a blue dragon anyway, let alone the difference between dragon scales and green-footed dragon snake scales.
Plus, both are highly resistant to lightning, so the chances of being exposed are low.
Especially when there isn't even a single spellcaster in the customer queue.
What's more, in the commercial empire of Am, almost all businesses are using such promotional methods.
For example, the owner of the stall next to him was boasting that his weapons and armor were all fine products made by dwarven craftsmen.
But in fact, Zuo Si had just seen him purchasing goods in a blacksmith shop run by humans more than half an hour ago.
"Damn it! Fifteen thousand gold coins is too expensive!"
The man, who looked to be around 30 years old and had short black hair, couldn't help but complain.
But the female companion standing next to him comforted him, "But this armor is worth the money, isn't it? Although I'm not a leatherworker, I can see that it is well-made and has a defense comparable to the strongest half-plate. Coupled with its resistance to lightning, it will definitely protect your safety in future adventures."
"Ah—okay, ok, I'll pay."
The man sighed slightly, and reluctantly took out a stack of bills from the Temple of the Goddess of Wealth Waukeen from his backpack and handed it to Zuo Si.
Then, without saying a word, he took off the metal armor on his body and put on the green-footed dragon snake armor that was glowing with a blue glow.
After moving his arms and legs a little, he suddenly showed a look of surprise on his face and exclaimed: "Unbelievable! This armor does not affect the movement of the joints at all."
"Of course! I told you at the beginning that all the weapons and armor here are top-notch. As the saying goes, you get what you pay for. There is a reason why they are expensive."
Having made a huge profit, Zuo Si stuffed the bill of exchange into his bag with satisfaction.
Now he finally understood the happiness of Aisha, the magic item merchant in Calim Port.
Because the armor just sold, except for the green-footed dragon snake skin which is quite valuable, worth about three thousand gold coins, the rest of the cost can be basically ignored.
In addition, during the production process, thanks to the creator's special abilities, it took less than five minutes in total.
For those joints that other leatherworkers found difficult to handle, Zuo Si only needed to slightly shape them.
And every time this kind of armor is sold, one can make a net profit of more than 10,000 gold coins, which is even faster than making money through robbery.
The man smiled bitterly and nodded: "Okay, I have to admit that what you said makes sense. By the way, besides armor, do you have any good weapons to recommend?"
"Weapons? That depends on what kind of weapons you are good at. I have two-handed swords, long swords, half-handed swords, one-handed axes, two-handed axes, spears, javelins, war hammers, compound bows..."
Zuo Si pointed at the various weapons displayed on the stall and introduced them one by one.
You don't need to ask to know that everything he sells are authentic magic weapons.
Among them are both captured spoils of war and works made in one’s spare time just to verify certain magical techniques or ideas.
"Well, I'm personally better at using a long sword. If possible, it would be best if it could cause fire or acid damage." The man quickly stated his request.
"Fire and strong acid? Are you going to deal with the trolls?" Zuo Si asked with a little curiosity.
The woman smiled and replied, "That's right. We received a commission to go to the Troll Mountain Area west of the Viper Forest. We need a magic weapon that can kill the trolls with infinite regeneration ability."
"I see. Then I solemnly recommend this Acid Fire Sword to you. When it hits the enemy, it can not only cause additional strong acid damage, but also has a certain chance of releasing a high-temperature flame tongue up to one meter long. It is definitely the most ideal weapon to deal with trolls."
As he spoke, Zuo Si picked up a long sword with a faint emerald green glow from the stall and handed it to the other party.
Without saying anything, the man took the sword and swung it vigorously twice. He immediately sensed the magical power attached to the sword and the hilt, and immediately asked in a very nervous tone: "How much does this sword cost?"
"It's not expensive. It only costs the same as the armor just now."
Zuo Si raised the corner of his mouth and revealed a smile that made everyone in the adventure team feel creepy.
When he heard the figure of fifteen thousand, the expression on the man's face froze instantly, and then he carefully put the sword back on the stall, smiled bitterly and said, "Sorry, I can't afford this weapon with the money I have left."
"It doesn't matter if you don't have enough cash. I can also use gems, books, scrolls and other spoils obtained during adventures to offset the price."
Zuo Si generously proposed a solution.
In fact, he had already seen that the adventure team in front of him was quite powerful and must have valuable loot on them.
Otherwise, ordinary adventure teams cannot afford the expensive magic equipment.
"Oh? Really? I have a book here that I found in the ruins. See how much it's worth."
As he spoke, a short dwarf thief nearby took out an ancient book with a badly damaged cover and looked quite old from his backpack.
Zuo Si took it and carefully cast a third-ring magic [Arcane Vision], and immediately saw the black and red arcane light emanating from the book.
There is no doubt that this is an extremely filthy and evil magic book.
Although it was concealed very well, it was still exposed in front of [Arcane Vision].
When you open the contents, all you see are various mysterious symbols arranged in a messy manner. If you look at it for a long time, you will even experience symptoms such as numbness in your hands and feet, dizziness, and nausea.
In the eyes of someone who knows nothing about magic, this is a worthless book, and it is even too hard to be used as toilet paper.
But in Zuo Si's eyes, these messy symbols were rearranged in just a few seconds, forming one terrible sacrifice and summoning ritual after another written in the language of the Abyss, and even recorded the names of some powerful demons.
(End of this chapter)