Since there were no injured, most of the people who were attacked died immediately, so no medical treatment was needed.
Dig a hole on the spot and throw any corpses you can find into it to bury them to prevent them from being eaten by other wild beasts or monsters.
Then a simple funeral was held under the presidency of the priest, and the weapons used during his lifetime were inserted into the ground together with the helmet as a tombstone.
This is an explanation to the deceased.
After all, the Misty Mountains are so far away from Askatla that it is basically impossible to transport it back for burial.
Moreover, Sir Crispian, the highest leader of the delegation, has not yet decided whether to continue to Candlekeep for negotiations or turn around and report the attack to the Council of Six of Amn.
Most importantly, no one knows who the attacker is or what his motive is.
There is also no guarantee that there will be a second or third attack after this one...
Looking at the camp destroyed by the white dragon's freezing breath and the thick ice covering the camp, Sir Crispian subconsciously pulled his cloak and asked in a slightly solemn tone: "Sir Soth, what do you think we should do next?"
"You ask me? How should I know?"
Zuo Si shrugged innocently.
He originally just came here to make some pocket money and go to Candleburg to acquire the knowledge that he lacked most.
How would I know what the top management of Amn is thinking?
In the eyes of Zuo Si, an outsider, the trade dispute between Baldur's Gate and Amn is essentially a fight between a group of greedy merchant interest groups, and there is nothing good about it at all.
Especially the dukes of Baldur's Gate, who are the epitome of greed and stupidity. For the sake of short-term interests, they even allow unscrupulous guilds like the Iron Throne to expand brutally.
The only difference is that Amn dares to tear off its disguise and directly declares to the outside world that it is a country ruled by a merchant oligarchy.
Baldur's Gate and Waterdeep are disguised as so-called "enlightened systems", but in essence they are not much different.
"What I mean is, if you are sure that the envoys can arrive safely at Nashikai, we will continue to move forward. If not, we will turn around and return to Kremur first."
Seeing that Zuo Si failed to understand what he wanted to express, Sir Crispian quickly spoke frankly.
Because he may not care about the lives of those soldiers, paladins, priests and masked wizards, but he cares very much about his own life.
After all, no matter how much political capital this negotiation can bring, it will only make sense if we can at least ensure our survival.
"That depends on what conditions you can offer. My principle has always been to get things done for money. As long as the reward is high enough, everything is not a problem. But please note one thing. If the conditions you offer cannot be fulfilled afterwards, I will take the most extreme and violent means to collect the debt."
Zuo Si made no secret and expressed his attitude directly.
When Sir Crispian heard this, he couldn't help laughing, and promised while laughing: "No problem! I swear on the honor of my family, as long as you can reach Candlekeep safely, you will definitely get a generous reward. Because the thing that Amn lacks the most is money."
"That's fine. We'll set out tomorrow morning as usual. I want to see if the mastermind behind this attack dares to launch a second attack."
After saying this, a cold light flashed in Zuo Si's eyes, and he stood up and returned to his tent to rest.
But just because he could sleep doesn't mean that other people in the delegation could sleep as well.
Especially those soldiers who were frightened by the white dragon, centipede insects, winter wolves and ice trolls, they dared not close their eyes again and remained tense all night long.
I was afraid that once I fell asleep, I would never have the chance to open my eyes again.
Sir Crispian also tossed and turned all night, his brain uncontrollably replaying the scene of himself being just one step away from death.
…
At the same time, the five senior members of the Emerald Society who planned this attack are now gathering in the city of Kzura, east of Amn, near the Serpent Forest.
Hundreds of years ago, a large number of people flocked here due to the discovery of large amounts of gold and iron mines, which eventually led to the establishment of the city of Kzura.
But after two centuries of continuous mining, the mines were exhausted and a long depression soon followed.
However, all this started to develop again with the sudden discovery of gem mines a few decades ago.
The Emerald Society saw this point and chose to establish its headquarters in Kezura.
Because this place is not only far away from Athkatla, but also relatively remote among the many cities of Amn, the masked wizard's surveillance here is very weak.
If you are really exposed and surrounded, you can just run to the Viper Forest in the north or the secret base in the Misty Mountains to hide for a few days to avoid the spotlight.
At this moment, the five people who planned the attack on the Amn envoys were sitting around a table.
The masked man in the lead was the first to break the silence and said, "You should have seen the battle just now. Now tell me, what kind of strength did this chosen one show in the battle?"
"Very powerful! Much more powerful than we expected. Especially those shadows that are as numerous as the tide. They are definitely a terrible threat. He doesn't even need to do it himself. As long as he removes the protective spells on the opponents, the shadows will automatically rush up and kill every living person they can touch."
Another member gave his opinion in a slightly heavy tone.
Not only him, but also the short member sitting in the corner added: "In addition to the large number of shadow creatures, the warrior who was able to collide head-on with the centipede demon worm is also very noteworthy. He was wearing a set of red dragon armor, which made him almost completely immune to damage from high temperatures."
"And the final method is to make all living creatures disappear out of thin air. I seriously suspect that this is some kind of special ability bestowed by God on the chosen people."
Another person pointed out areas where he thought more attention should be paid.
The five of them talked one after another and listed a long list of Zuo Si's abilities.
The leading man picked it up and took a look. He immediately complained in a low voice, "Damn it! I never thought that two white dragons, a centipede, so many winter wolves and ice trolls could not even cause any trouble to the chosen one of the goddess of poison and disease, let alone test how many kinds of protective magic and immunity spells he has."
"So it was right not to take action this time. I suspect this voter has more hidden cards than we expected. If any of us is captured, the consequences will be catastrophic." The member who sounded like a female said with lingering fear.
The slightly fat guy nodded vigorously. "I agree! It is too dangerous to deal with a god's chosen one rashly. We need to collect more intelligence. In addition, I am not sure whether Talona will provide Soth with clues about the Emerald Society through dreams and illusions."
"So what do you think we should do now? Notify Erinikas to abandon the in-depth cooperation agreement reached previously?" the short member asked back.
"No, of course not. We can tell him the truth and ask him to join the operation. If Erinikas agrees, then we will have a powerful helper. If he refuses, it means that there is something wrong with this matter. We must be vigilant."
The fat man gave a solution without hesitation.
He had obviously realized that Erinikas was not really cooperating, but was using the resources, channels and power of the Emerald Society to achieve his own ulterior ambitions.
"Speaking of Erinikas, I remember that in Athkatra, didn't we absorb a powerful necromancer named Asta? Why hasn't he contacted us recently?" The leading man suddenly interrupted.
You should know that the Emerald Society will do its best to win over any high-level arcane spellcasters who have not been absorbed into the Guild of Masked Mages.
"Asta? The lich? He should be hiding in his house studying magic. Don't forget, liches are far less sensitive to the passage of time than living people, so it is normal for them to disappear for a while occasionally." The fat man shrugged indifferently.
The leading man laughed and complained, "What you said makes a lot of sense. I'm speechless. But since he is a member that the organization is focusing on developing, it would be better to take a look at him next time goes someone to Athkatra."
"Don't worry. I will go to Askatra in person in a while to talk to Erinikas and visit Asta."
The member who sounded like a woman took the initiative to take on this task.
In this way, the five people decided after discussion to temporarily give up the action against Zuo Si.
Because the risk is too high and they have no certainty.
However, the top leaders of the Emerald Society were unaware that their every move was being watched by another organization.
The latter's name is Entanglement Talisman!
Yes!
The Lord of the Talismans, Shangela, had long discovered the unusual movements of the Emerald Society, so he hid in the dark and watched the entire battle that broke out in the Misty Mountain Area.
Now standing on the top of a mountain covered with snow all year round, he asked his former lover behind him with interest: "Jimana, what do you think is the magic that Soth used to make those creatures disappear just now?"
"Hmm - I think it should be some kind of expulsion or seal."
The female lich called Jimana touched her chin and gave her own judgment.
She was wearing a silver mask on her face at the moment, and she looked no different from when she was alive, still with smooth, fair skin and charming curves.
But anyone with a little common sense would understand that all this is an illusion created by magic.
Behind the illusion is actually a dried and rotten corpse.
As the only Symbol Master in the organization who is not a legendary wizard, Jimana is not as casual and relaxed as his lover Shangela.
Because although she has a wizard level as high as LV19, the enemies she needs to deal with are too many and too powerful.
If you are not careful, you may die instantly.
“No, dear Jimana.
That is not some ordinary expulsion or seal, but a magical technology from another world.
How beautiful!
How charming!
If it weren't for my identity as a voter, I would definitely find an opportunity to talk to South face to face.
You know what? After all these years as a lich, this is the first time I feel a heartbeat.
It was like the first time I tasted the sweetness of power, the first time I slew a black dragon with the power of magic, and the first time I had an intimate relationship with you.
Obviously, Soth is hiding many secrets.
Even the gods have a keen interest in these secrets.
It's a pity that because of Lagun's overly cautious attitude, it ended up in the current situation.
If we had taken decisive action to recruit him into the organization when we were in Kalin Port, all of this would belong to us now."
When saying this, Shangela's tone was full of resentment towards Ragon, the current leader of the Entangled Symbol.
Of course, this is not the first time he has complained, and I believe it will not be the last.
After all, Lagong's talent in "surviving" is obvious to all.
He would definitely choose not to participate in anything as long as there is the slightest risk of being exposed.
It is precisely because of this that the Church of the Good Deity and the members of the Harpist Alliance, who tried their best to investigate, were completely helpless against the Entanglement Talisman.
But the price is the loss of many opportunities for development and growth.
Seeing this, Jimana immediately laughed and teased, "Is your heart that longs for adventure starting to get restless again?"
"Hahaha! You still understand me. The Emerald Society has really done a good thing this time. I can take the opportunity to send someone to infiltrate, and then contact Soth in the name of the Emerald Society. In this way, I can get what I want without violating the organization's regulations." Shangela laughed and stated her plan.
You know, the sinister and despicable means of "borrowing a shell" is the specialty of the entanglement symbol.
Many of the Lord of Symbols' confidants are very good at disguising themselves as members of other organizations, such as the Zhentarim, the Cult of the Dragon, the Red Wizards, etc.
They use these identities or even simply join in and secretly complete some unknown tasks.
"What are you going to do?" Jimana asked meaningfully.
Shangela replied without hesitation: "First, I will send my most trusted disciple, Lei Yin, to infiltrate the Jade Society.
Then, as a traitor, he secretly told Soth the secrets of the Emerald Society in order to win his trust.
As for the rest, it is to join forces to uproot and devour the Emerald Society.
When my disciple becomes the supreme leader of the Jade Society, he will be able to trade with them openly and obtain what he is interested in little by little.
So, my plan is good, isn't it?"
Jimana smiled and nodded, “It’s indeed perfect.
Rain's spellcasting level should be close to breaking through the legendary level, right? It seems that it won't be long before the organization will have a new symbol master, and you will also get a trustworthy ally.
But before that, you still need to deal with the Zhentarim and the Harper allies.
According to the intelligence obtained by my spies, Manshoon's most trusted apprentice and the mastermind behind the Dark Intelligence Network, Ximamon, has recently set out from the Dark Castle in the Sunset Mountains. His destination should be Candlekeep if nothing unexpected happens.
Similarly, there is another big news. The great sage of Shadow Valley and the first chosen one of the Goddess of Magic, Elminster, has also left his home and his destination is also Candlekeep.
Guess what these two people went to Candlekeep for?"
After hearing these words, Shangela fell into a terrible silence.
He was not a fool and understood that the only person who could alarm these two people at the same time was Zuo Si who was heading towards Candle Castle.
As for the wars and conflicts that broke out on the border between Amn and Baldur's Gate.
To put it bluntly, it is not worthy of attracting the attention of so many forces and legendary wizards.
After a long silence, Shangela suddenly showed a meaningful smile and murmured to himself: "Interesting. In this case, let's play a game. Let's see who can first dig out the secret hidden by Zuo Si."
Soon, the two masters of the symbols used teleportation magic and disappeared without a trace.
About a few hours later, a woman named Rain joined the Emerald Society.
And with his high spellcasting level and ruthless slaughter of masked mages, he quickly won the trust of the organization's top leaders.
Without asking, you can tell that she is the disciple Shangela mentioned.
…
After passing through the dangerous Misty Mountains, the Amn delegation only encountered a surprise attack by a tribe of gnolls. After killing them all, they successfully arrived at Nashikai, a small town that made its fortune from iron mines.
Since the armies of Amn and Baldur's Gate had fought here not long ago, all the residents in the town looked very nervous.
The cemetery was filled with the bodies of a large number of soldiers who died in battle, so much so that the priests had to hold up the holy emblem every day to dispel the negative energy that had gathered.
Otherwise, it won't be long before a large number of zombies, ghouls and skeletons are born.
Sir Crispian ignored the soldiers who died fighting for Amn, and was too lazy to even get out of the car to salute symbolically. He went straight to the highest military commander stationed here - General Laurel.
Without saying a word, he told the other person directly about his experience in the Misty Mountain Area.
After hearing this, General Laurel opened his mouth in shock: "White dragon? Centipede demon insect? Winter wolf? Ice troll? Who did this? Are they crazy? How dare they attack an envoy group in defiance of the world!"
"General, I hope you can use all means to convey this news to the six-member council of Askatla as quickly as possible." Sir Crispian made a direct request.
"No problem! I will immediately arrange for the masked wizard accompanying the army to pass the message back immediately." Laurel agreed without hesitation.
He just winked at his adjutant, who immediately understood and left the room, going downstairs to find the military wizard stationed there.
After a while, the adjutant came back with a note.
General Laurel took it and glanced at it, then quickly handed it to Sir Crispian, frowning and muttering, "Strange! The Council of Six knows nothing about this matter, not even a clue.
It seems that Baldur's Gate is not a big suspect.
Given the character of Duke Iltan, the supreme commander of the Flame Fist Mercenaries, he would not do such a thing.
The same cannot be said for those on the Iron Throne who suffered the most in this clash of iron."
"Damn it! This matter seems to be getting more and more complicated."
Sir Crispian threw away the note in his hand and couldn't help cursing under his breath.
Because the Council of Six had issued a death order, he had to go to Candlekeep to complete the negotiations and bring with him an armistice treaty that was beneficial to Amn.
Seeing these two high-ranking officials in Askatra both looking worried, Zuo Si couldn't help but laugh. While laughing, he comforted them, "Don't be so pessimistic. In fact, this is a good thing for the negotiations."
Zuo Si replied meaningfully: "In the absence of any clues, it doesn't matter who the mastermind is.
What matters is how to use this attack to gain an advantage in negotiations.
For example, they insisted to the outside world that the attack on the diplomatic mission was a conspiracy by the top brass of Baldur's Gate.
For their own interests, they did not hesitate to collude with evil forces and launched this shameless sneak attack on the diplomatic corps in order to keep the war going.
Those Flame Fist mercenaries who died tragically in the war were actually victims of the greedy desires of despicable nobles and businessmen.
At the same time, they spread the rumor that the war was first provoked by Baldur's Gate, and that they wanted to annex the Nashikai mines by force.
In this way, Amn can stand on the moral high ground and portray Baldur's Gate as an evil city-state like Luskan that will do anything to achieve its goals.
They even asked the Northern Lords' Alliance to kick Baldur's Gate out of the organization.
Through propaganda and diplomatic isolation, not only can Baldur's Gate's trade be severely hit, but it is also possible to contact those merchant alliances privately and promise them some benefits in exchange for these people changing their positions.
In addition, other means were also used, such as uniting chambers of commerce in other regions to raise the prices of some daily necessities and provoking conflicts between ordinary citizens and nobles and merchants.
In short, there are many ways to hit a city hard.
But war is undoubtedly the most stupid and most likely to cause public disgust."
"By the grace of Waukeen, you are a genius, Ser Thors."
Sir Crispian was overjoyed. He jumped up from his chair and bowed deeply to Zuo Si excitedly.
For the first time, he realized that he had so many cards to play.
You should know that Baldur's Gate and Waterdeep are Amn's two main competitors in trade.
The six-member council dreams of suppressing these two opponents with great potential so that they can occupy as much market share as possible.
If we could defeat one of them without using force, they would probably wake up laughing in their dreams.
As a nobleman with a very high political sensitivity, Sir Crispian smelled a huge opportunity.
He had a hunch that if he could really use this opportunity to deal a heavy blow to Baldur's Gate, he would definitely be able to gain huge support in Parliament after returning, and even climb to a position on the Council of Six during his lifetime.
Without any hesitation!
After briefly discussing some operational details, General Laurel immediately mobilized the army and made an effort to seek justice for the diplomatic corps.
At almost the same time, he did not forget to spread the news to the outside world, insisting that it was the despicable and shameless people from Baldur's Gate who attacked the envoys sent by Amn.
On the other hand, the shadow thieves who infiltrated Baldur's Gate also took action and began to spread various gossips and rumors in the streets and alleys of Baldur's Gate.
In an instant, this vital commercial hub and port city located in Sword Bay was firmly blamed amid an uproar from the outside world.
Although the Duke and merchants of Baldur's Gate stood up and tried their best to refute it, as the saying goes, it takes only one mouth to spread a rumor, but it takes a lot of effort to refute it.
In addition, Sir Crispian hired bards to sing the story of how the paladin of the Knights of the Burning Heart fought bravely against the evil white dragon and died tragically in the end. This story quickly won the tears and sympathy of countless people.
Therefore, it was almost inevitable that the direction of public opinion began to tilt significantly towards Amn.
Baldur's Gate's reputation suffered a huge blow as a result.
In particular, the questioning from the Lords' Alliance made the Duke of Silver Shield, who controlled the maritime trade, and the Duke of Iltan, who controlled the Flame Fist Mercenaries, feel extremely anxious.
They never dreamed that such a big mess would happen in the middle of an originally ordinary peace negotiation.
The attack on the Amn envoys completely put Baldur's Gate into a passive position.
Pressure from all sides completely invalidated the original plan to create as favorable conditions as possible.
In the current situation, let alone taking any advantage, it would be a good thing if the other party does not take too much advantage of us.
After all, the longer the war drags on, the more disadvantageous it will be for Baldur's Gate.
If the reputation is as bad as Luskan, many merchants will choose to bypass Baldur's Gate and no longer do business with the Chamber of Commerce here.
At that time, merchants who cannot make money will flee in large numbers, and the entire city will inevitably fall into depression.
"Damn it! Looks like we have to make some concessions." The Duke of Silver Shield said gritting his teeth.
Duke Iltan immediately smiled bitterly and nodded: "It's hard not to give in now. It seems that Am has a master's guidance this time. Otherwise, with their usual style, they would not be able to think of such a powerful method. By the way, how is the investigation of the attack going?"
"There are absolutely no clues. The attackers were so elusive that they left nothing behind except for some footprints. In addition, I got a definite piece of information, which is that the reason why the delegation was able to escape was because the chosen people of the recently famous goddess of poison and plague, Talona, were among them."
When saying this, the Duke of Silver Shield's tone suddenly became serious.
Because anyone who is not a fool knows what the Amn Council of Six meant by putting this powerful weapon of deterrence into the diplomatic delegation.
When Duke Iltan heard this, he immediately raised his fist and slammed the table hard, roaring, "Damn it! What do they want to do? Threaten us by spreading the plague?"
Duke Silver Shield spread his hands helplessly: "This is obvious. If one tenth of what the Church of Talona preaches is true, then we must take it seriously. After all, plague is not war. When we can't fight it anymore, we can end it through negotiations. Once the plague breaks out in Baldur's Gate, the blow to the entire city will be devastating."
"According to you, we can only accept the conditions offered by the Amn people?" Duke Iltan was obviously unwilling.
As the supreme commander of the army, what he hated most was having to surrender to the enemy.
“This can’t be helped.
Although giving up some trade share will cause losses, our situation will only become more and more difficult if we continue like this.
Did you know that some of the Chamber of Commerce in Waterdeep City have begun to take advantage of the situation and deliberately raise the prices of goods?
These commodities are necessities of life such as food, salt, cheese, iron products, beer, herbs, etc.
Citizens in the city have already begun to complain about rising prices.”
The Duke of Silver Shield concealed nothing and spoke directly about the serious situation.
You should know that in the vast land called "West Heartland" around Baldur's Gate, although there are countless settlements and villages scattered around, most of them are self-sufficient and very scattered and trivial, and there is basically not much surplus food to supply the city.
In addition, when the city was first established, fierce conflicts broke out between foreign merchant groups and local farmer groups.
Therefore, the farmers in the surrounding areas have no good feelings towards Baldur's Gate, but are full of hostility and hatred.
Once given the opportunity, they will definitely choose to drive up food prices and teach those businessmen who have transformed themselves into the ruling class a lesson.
This means that Baldur's Gate actually has to rely on external food to ensure that famine does not occur.
If it were normal times, merchants from other regions would naturally be very happy to sell the excess grain after the harvest and make a profit from the difference.
But now, all the chambers of commerce have seen clearly the huge crisis that Baldur's Gate is in, and without exception, they want to take this opportunity to make a fortune and drain all the wealth that the city has accumulated over the years.
…
As the "little tricks" provided by Zuo Si began to take effect, Baldur's Gate finally couldn't hold on any longer.
More than a month later, the two sides finally began to prepare for negotiations in Candlekeep, standing on a cliff by the sea.
The representative sent by Baldur's Gate was the Duke of Silver Shield, who was in charge of trade, and the representative sent by Amn was Sir Crispian, who was authorized by the Council of Six.
As soon as they met, the two old rivals looked into each other's eyes.
A full minute passed before Sir Crispian spoke up first: "Your Excellency, do you have anything to say about the attack on the Amn envoys?"
"I'm deeply sorry for the deaths. But I can swear that this incident has absolutely nothing to do with us at Baldur's Gate." The Duke of Silver Shield responded while suppressing his inner anger.
He knew very well that the other party was using this incident to threaten him into making concessions.
But the problem is that as long as the real attacker is not found, Baldur's Gate will never be cleared of suspicion.
It was them who started the border war first.
After all, Amn simply raised the price of steel.
In the eyes of outsiders, if something is too expensive, you can just not buy it. Why would you start a war?
“I’m sorry, but we don’t believe a word you just said.
But for the sake of precious peace, why shouldn't those innocent soldiers die for the ambitions of a few people? The six judges of Amn reluctantly agreed to today's negotiations.
Please remember, Your Excellency.
The Amn people are not weak, but we value peace and the lives of those poor soldiers more than you do."
Sir Crispian, the movie actor, was possessed and he blurted out all the polite words he had learned from Zuo Si, instantly putting himself in the position of the victim while seizing the moral high ground.
Just listening to his speech, if you don’t know him, you would think he is a just, kind and widely respected “good man”.
But in fact, if a priest or a paladin releases Detect Evil, then he will 100% reveal the deep red aura that symbolizes the evil camp.
That’s right!
Sir Crispian is a typical lawful evil nobleman.
According to rumors, his family has been secretly engaged in illegal smuggling, from which they have obtained unimaginable wealth.
Without a doubt!
The words just now, which were both explicit and implicit accusations against the top leaders of Baldur's Gate, instantly caused the Duke of Silver Shield's blood pressure to rise. He couldn't help wanting to have an outburst several times, but he forced himself to endure it in the end.
Because he noticed that in the Amn delegation, there was a boy about ten years old with black hair and black eyes, and an eastern-style look.
Baldur's Gate had already received intelligence, so they knew that this was the legendary Plaguebringer who destroyed a world with plague, the favorite of Talona, the goddess of poison and disease.
Therefore, the Duke of Silver Shield did not want to give the other party any excuse to retaliate.
After a brief confrontation, Amn immediately gained the upper hand in momentum.
Before long, the two sides were arguing bitterly over trade, tariffs, steel prices and more.
Watching these "upper class people" tear off their disguises and haggle over pennies like street vendors, Zuo Si's mouth curled up slightly in a sarcastic smile.
Because all this has nothing to do with him.
Moreover, not long ago, the Council of Six sent someone to make a promise that after the negotiations were over and they returned to Amn, they would pay Zuo Si 70,000 gold coins as a reward for his protection of the delegation at a critical moment.
In addition, the other party also allowed him to open a shop next to his own wizard tower, specializing in various magic items, potions, scrolls and books.
You have to know that this is unique in Athkatra, where all unofficial arcane magic is banned.
Before this, only the Guild of Masked Mages had such a privilege.
Places like the Adventurer's Market in the Waukeen Arcade area can only sell some magic weapons and armor at best.
Magical devices such as potions, scrolls, wands, and various triggers are prohibited.
Zuo Si felt that this privilege should be a reward from the Council of Six for his advice to Sir Crispian, which dealt a heavy blow to Baldur's Gate, its competitor.
Just when he was sitting in a chair bored and acting as a "mascot", he suddenly found that there was a young man from the Baldur's Gate delegation who had a similar reaction to him. He was yawning all the time and had no interest in the negotiation process and results at all.
Out of curiosity, Zuo Si nodded to the other party, and the young man also responded with a smile, completely unlike the others who were full of vigilance and hostility.
When the morning negotiations were over, the latter immediately avoided the Baldur's Gate delegation members and followed secretly.
Finally, the two met behind the bookshelf on the second floor of Candlekeep.
Without saying anything, the sturdy and strong-looking young man put one hand on his chest and bowed slightly, then smiled and greeted, "Nice to meet you, Your Excellency Soth."
"You recognize me?" Zuo Si raised his eyebrows in surprise.
The young man nodded without hesitation: "Of course! Your name, Son of Plague, has long been known to everyone due to the propaganda of the Church of Talona. It's just that most ordinary people don't know what you look like, so they may not recognize you even if they see you."
"Then how did you recognize me?" Zuo Si asked with interest.
"My father is Rita, the leader of the Iron Throne Chamber of Commerce, so I am always well-informed. Oh, I almost forgot to introduce myself. My name is Sarevok, and I am currently studying in Candlekeep. In fact, I am not a negotiating representative, but my father ordered me to come and listen, and then report the results of the negotiations in a timely manner."
The young man had no intention of concealing his identity and stated it openly.
Sarevok?
Son of Bhaal?
The mastermind and culprit behind the future war between Baldur's Gate and Amn? All the information about this big boss instantly popped up in Zuo Si's mind.
Looking at the sunny and confident Sharevok at this moment, it is probably hard to imagine that he will become a completely different person in just a few years.
"It's nice to meet you, Sarevok."
There was a barely perceptible hint of amusement in Zuo Si's eyes.
"No, I should be the one who feels honored." Sarevok hastily bowed modestly.
After all, he didn't know yet that the divinity of Baal, the god of murder, was flowing in his body, and he didn't know what this power meant.
When he thought that the small Candlekeep was home to three sons of Bhaal, Aberdare, Imon and Sarevok, Zuo Si couldn't help but sigh inwardly that fate was a wonderful thing.
But maybe it was because Gorion was too protective, he had not seen Aberdare so far. Instead, he saw the lively, active and naughty little Imoen in the only inn in Candlekeep.
What's even more terrifying is that there are tens of thousands of Sons of Bhaal like this one throughout the continent of Faerun.
Some of them have already realized the power in their bodies, while others are still ignorant and living as ordinary people.
No one realized how dangerous and terrifying it was to be the son of God.
In the history of Faerun, there are countless gods who have used their own sons of God as carriers to complete resurrection from the dead.
Because God is the ultimate product of spirit and faith.
If a god's influence is strong enough to allow believers to worship him even after his death, he will be able to return from the astral plane after accumulating enough power.
This means that whoever eventually sits on the Blood Throne will have to fight against the influence of Baal, the god of murder, left on the mortal world.
If the secret sects and believers who still worship Baal are not eliminated in time and their belief in the mortal world is not completely eradicated, Baal, the God of Murder, will inevitably be reborn from the body of his own offspring.
This is also the reason why Baal deliberately left behind so many offspring when he foresaw his death.
In his plan, these Sons of Baal were originally the nourishment for his own resurrection.
If it weren't for some minor accidents, the God of Murder would have been betrayed by his most trusted voters and would have been resurrected and returned long ago.
It turns out that the relationship between voters and gods is not a strict hierarchical relationship as others imagine, but is closer to cooperation.
Not all elect are obedient to the God who gave them power.
Because of this, Zuo Si's almost indifferent attitude towards the Church of Talona, the goddess of poison and disease, did not seem too strange.
After all, one of the voters of Musk, the god of thieves, once laughed at and ridiculed some of the actions of this god to his face.
But Musk, as a god, not only did not punish the voter who offended him, but instead gladly accepted the criticism and said he would correct it in the future.
(End of this chapter)
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