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 complex originally 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 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 everyone 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 for 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.
After detecting the thoughts and memories of all the goblins, Qiwu quickly selected twenty male goblins and more than one hundred female goblins as samples for artificial intervention experiments.
All the other goblins were castrated without exception in less than an hour.
Since they were all werewolves with strong self-healing abilities, the castration was extremely rough and they didn't even bother to use anesthesia. The creepy screams and wails echoed in the sewers, scaring away all the rats.
Just when Zuo Si was about to go shopping in the Woking shopping mall to relax, an envoy from the Six-Man Council suddenly came to visit him, presenting him with an invitation letter and a bill of exchange for a full 40,000 gold coins.
After opening the invitation letter and taking a look at it, he immediately asked in an uncertain tone, "Will you allow me to go to Candlekeep with the diplomatic corps to participate in the peace talks with Baldur's Gate?"
"Yes, sir. The Council wants to use your name to scare those country bumpkins and sign a treaty that is beneficial to Amn. Forty thousand gold coins are your reward." The messenger replied with a smile.
"What about the time? When do we set off?" Zuo Si asked immediately.
"Three days later. The envoys will be waiting for you outside the city gate."
After saying this, the messenger placed one hand on his chest and bowed slightly, then turned around and took the carriage back to the administrative district.
Watching the other party gradually disappear at the end of the street, Zuo Si smiled playfully and whispered, "As expected of the business empire Amn, they even dare to use such despicable and unethical tricks. But it doesn't matter, I'm planning to go to Candlekeep anyway."
There is no doubt that this negotiation is to resolve the border war that broke out between Baldur's Gate and Amn not long ago.
Or it could be called "Iron Catastrophe".
As the name suggests, this is a local conflict caused by steel trade friction.
Among them, Amn suffered nearly 4,000 casualties, while Baldur's Gate suffered 2,500 casualties, which was a heavy loss.
As for the reason, of course it is that the Amn merchants who control the Nashikai iron ore resources are greedy and want to raise the price of steel products in the Baldur's Gate area through hoarding and monopoly.
As a port city that also started out as a trade city, the merchant class of Baldur's Gate would never suffer such a loss, and immediately prepared to attack Nashikai to seize the iron mine.
In the end, the two sides fought over the steel-producing town.
However, now that the war has reached a stalemate, no one can gain any advantage, so the only way to resolve the issue is through negotiation.
The idea of the six-member panel was simple, which was to use the name of the Chosen One of Talona, the goddess of poison and plague, to intimidate the representatives of Baldur's Gate.
The subtext is that if you don't give in, we will use large-scale indiscriminate attacks such as the plague.
As for why Candlekeep was chosen as the negotiation site, it was of course because Candlekeep is an absolutely neutral place, established by believers of Oghma, the god of knowledge, and does not belong to the sphere of influence of either side.
After figuring this out, Zuo Si immediately began to count the little cash he had left.
This included the 70,000 gold coins he got from selling poison to the Shadow Thief, the nearly 100,000 gold coins he had left from building the Mage Tower, and the more than 60,000 gold coins he had looted from the crypt at the Crooked Crane Inn...
All the money added up might be just over 200,000.
Perhaps for those who just want to read books or look up information, such a large amount of money will never be spent.
But the problem is that Zuo Si had been aiming to copy all the books and scrolls in the entire Candle Castle from the very beginning.
So this amount of money is far from enough.
"Damn it! Building this wizard tower really drained my money. I guess I can only sell some magic items that I don't need for the time being to tide me over."
After saying that, he quickly counted out a batch from the inventory and put them into the dimensional bag, then took the two summoned creatures and headed straight for the Woking shopping mall area.
…
At the same time, in the sewers of the Woking shopping mall area, Erinikas was standing in the secret base he had just built, staring at the breathtakingly beautiful elf woman who had just crawled out of the jar, his eyes suddenly filled with two strong, complex and contradictory emotions: love and hatred.
"Who... who am I?" asked the beautiful elf woman in confusion.
At this moment, she was completely naked, showing off her graceful figure.
"Your name is Alixing! You are my former lover." Erinikas said meaningfully.
"Ailixing? My love? Why don't I remember anything?" The female elf shook her head desperately trying to restore her memory.
But unfortunately, no matter what she did, she couldn't remember even a single thing, just like a newborn baby, with all her memories of the past being blank.
Erinikas slowly walked up to the other person, held the other person's face with both hands, and kissed her directly with an extremely aggressive move, then pressed the other person under him and demanded it frantically.
After more than ten minutes, when all the uncontrollable impulses in his heart were vented, he finally returned to his usual rationality and calmness.
As for the woman on the ground called Ali Star, she had now completely turned into a lifeless corpse.
To be exact, he was strangled to death.
Erinikas didn't even bother looking at the corpse, he just chanted a spell and released a six-ring [Disintegration], decomposing it into a pile of meaningless dust on the spot.
The vampire Badi, who had been standing aside and watching the show for a long time, couldn't help but asked with a smile: "Why, my dear brother, you still can't forget the Elf Queen who made us like this?"
"How could I possibly forget! I will avenge her a thousand times, ten thousand times, for the harm and pain she caused me. No one can stop my revenge, not even God." Erinikas said firmly.
"That's right! Revenge! We must let Sodannisla burn! Kill all those damn elves without leaving a single one alive." Badi roared with a bloodthirsty look on his face.
It was obvious that the fire of hatred was burning fiercely in the hearts of these two people.
However, compared to Badi who was easily affected by the bloodthirsty nature of vampires, Erinikas seemed calmer and asked directly: "Did you get any results from the investigation I asked you to do last time?"
"Of course! That strange energy siphoning phenomenon was actually caused by a magician tower.
Its owner is a guy named Soth, who looks like a human boy about ten years old.
However, his origins are not ordinary. He is not only the chosen one of Talona, the goddess of poison and disease, but also a visitor from another world.
Why, do you want to attack him?"
Badi narrowed his eyes and tested cautiously.
"The chosen ones of the gods?"
When Erinikas heard the news, he immediately frowned subconsciously.
Since he had been sanctioned by members of the elven pantheon not long ago, he was now both afraid of and wanted to study creatures like gods.
"Do you want me to plan an ambush against Soth?" Badi asked meaningfully.
Erinikas was obviously hesitant, and after about half a minute he nodded slightly: "Of course! But we can't personally take action in this ambush, and we can't expose our presence."
"You mean... hiring the Emerald Society?"
Badi immediately understood something, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, revealing a chilling smile.
"Yes! Promise some knowledge, technology and magic scrolls, and let the senior members of the Emerald Society take action. Whether it succeeds or fails, we can hide in the dark and take the opportunity to collect some intelligence about the Chosen One."
Irene Karls spoke her mind directly.
As a powerful wizard from outside, he had just arrived in the Lower Corporal Road of Athkatra and established a base there not long ago when he came into contact with this underground organization dedicated to overthrowing the Masked Mages Guild.
Even the large amount of alchemical and experimental equipment around were secretly transported by the other party through various channels.
The purpose of the Emerald Society is simple, which is to win over this incredibly powerful wizard, find an opportunity to launch a surprise attack to kill the masked wizard's top brass, and weaken his control over Amn.
Unfortunately, these poor guys don't know that June Irenicus is not interested in overthrowing the monopoly of the Masked Mages Guild.
He merely treated the Emerald Society as a tool to be exploited, just as he was using the Shadow Thieves of Amn.
"I understand. I will go negotiate with the people from the Emerald Society now. I believe they will not refuse."
After saying this, Badi instantly turned into a bat and flew quickly in the narrow passage, soon disappearing into the darkness.
After watching the vampire leave, Erinikas turned around and glanced at the dozens of huge glass jars more than a meter tall behind him, as well as the clones of the Elf Queen Elliesin in the jars. A cruel smile appeared on his face, and he woke up one of them again.
Torture!
Abuse!
vent!
In this way, he is satisfying his twisted and morbid desires.
Because if he doesn't do this, Erinikas will be completely consumed by the madness that keeps growing inside him.
…
However, Zuo Si obviously didn't know that he was being targeted again. He was bargaining with several adventurers who wanted to buy magic weapons and armor at the Adventurer's Market.
"Fifteen thousand gold coins! This is the lowest price I can offer.
Look at the blue scales on this armor. It is made of blue dragon skin and can help you resist and absorb most of the lightning damage.
It also grants permanent [Protection from Evil], which allows the wearer to gain more advantages when dealing with enemies in the evil camp."
Zuo Si said, holding the armor he made of green-footed dragon snake leather.
Yes!
He was selling the green-footed dragon snake skin armor as blue dragon leather armor.
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)
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