Zuo Si was undoubtedly mentally prepared for the visit of the Goddess of Magic and the God of Knowledge.
Because he knew that the things he brought back, whether in terms of development direction or basic concepts, were very different from the existing mainstream on the continent of Faerun.
Some of them can even be said to be contrary to the original intention.
Whether it is to find out the reasons, environment and background for the birth of these things, or to understand how another world uses these knowledge and technologies, the two gods will inevitably send down incarnations or saints to conduct a detailed understanding.
But what Zuo Si didn't expect was that Ogma and Midnight would get together.
Fortunately, apart from him, no one else in the Mage Tower knew the true identities of these two people. They thought they were just old friends who came to visit, so they did not cause much commotion and were soon invited to the upper area of the Mage Tower.
In the next few days, Zuo Si systematically answered a large number of questions raised by the Goddess of Magic and the God of Knowledge.
Compared to Oghma, who had traveled to countless worlds, Midnight, who was a native of Faerun, obviously could not imagine what a magical world that was in peace most of the time would be like.
There is no way to understand why wizards in the other world have invented such a wide variety of spells for daily life, and why they regard magic such as controlling other people's minds, killing, and destruction as a taboo.
But no matter what, the third generation Magic Goddess very much appreciates and agrees with the idea of using magical power elsewhere instead of killing, destroying and ruining.
Unfortunately, the turbulent environment of Faerun, which is filled with disputes, conspiracies, killings, and deaths, means that most arcane spellcasters will inevitably focus their main energy on how to make themselves more powerful and invincible.
Instead of developing daily magic that even low-level wizards don't bother to learn.
In this regard, Zuo Si's ideas are not much different from those of other wizards in Faerun.
After all, survival and safety always come first among all needs.
In addition, the communication and contact between gods and mortals in Faerun is so frequent that the collision of various thoughts and ideas is as sharp as a wheat needle against a spike.
Want to create a peaceful environment to promote the development of magic and technology? Sorry, let's go kill the source of chaos in this world - the gods, including the god of gods, Io, before we talk about this topic.
"So you think that the fighting between the gods has led to the turbulent situation in the continent of Faerun, which is why there is no technical condition to popularize these magical knowledge that is more related to daily life?" Midnight frowned subconsciously.
"Isn't it?" Zuo Si asked seriously. "Look at all the influential organizations in the entire continent of Faerun. Which one doesn't have the support of gods and their churches in the mortal world? In the turbulent years, the only right thing that His Majesty Io, the God of Gods, did was to send the gods down to the mortal world and walk in the form of saints, so that they could experience the joys, sorrows, anger, and difficulties of life of mortals firsthand."
The god of knowledge, Oghma, was not angry when he heard this blasphemous statement. Instead, he could not help laughing and said, "Yes! I totally agree.
Before this, even I couldn't stand the self-righteousness and arrogance of many gods.
But after these turbulent years, their behavior has changed a lot.
At least they know how to properly respond to the prayers and requests of believers. "
"There's nothing we can do about it.
Many of Faerun's ancient gods were born gods and could not empathize with weak mortals at all, nor did they understand what their believers truly desired.
And those new gods who leapt from mortals to gods were mostly ambitious people.
He doesn't care what the world will become, nor does he care about the lives of his followers. He just wants to achieve his own ambitions."
Zuo Si shrugged his shoulders and expressed his opinion.
If you look at the history of mortals becoming gods in Faerun, you will find that those in the evil camp account for less than 70%, and the rest are neutral and good.
The reason is very simple.
The two sides took two completely different paths in terms of how they became gods.
Mortals of the good and neutral camps are deified, usually because they performed outstandingly for the gods they served during their mortal days, and then with the latter's help, they gradually gain priesthood and sparks of divinity.
Azuth, the god of mages, and Gueron Storm, the god of northern rangers, are typical examples.
The evil camp, on the other hand, plundered and killed at all costs, relying on their own efforts and unimaginable good luck, and eventually transformed from mortals into gods.
This is true for the three gods of death, Baal, Myrkul and Bane, as well as Cyric who was deified in the Year of Troubles.
In the eyes of these evil gods, believers are their food, tools and consumables. When necessary, they will even devour the souls of believers to enhance their own power in a short period of time.
Midnight had witnessed firsthand during the Time of Troubles how the Saint of Bane commanded his own army of followers to die, and then grew immensely powerful by drawing on the power of their souls.
In the end, if the dead second-generation magic goddess had not suddenly appeared in the form of magic web elements and used her last strength to die together with her, perhaps she and Elminster would have died at the hands of the god of tyranny.
Precisely because she had experienced the coldness, tyranny and cruelty of these evil gods, after becoming the Goddess of Magic, Midnight took the reckless action of directly "cutting off" the evil churches and organizations from the Internet.
After thinking for a moment, she immediately raised her head and asked in a helpless tone: "Is there no way to change this?"
Zuo Si smiled and shook his head: "Change is not easy.
Unless one can convince Io, the god above all gods, or obtain absolute power above all gods.
Otherwise, at best we would just be sitting together like we are now and discussing various possibilities, and there would be no need to worry about anything.
What's more, there is a saying in my hometown that the head is determined by the butt. There are only individuals who betray the class, but no class that betrays its interests.
The fact that you can become the Goddess of Magic means that you are a beneficiary of the existing rules. What reason do you have to object?"
"So what do you think will become of Feren in the end?" Midnight raised his head and stared into Zuo Si's eyes.
Now, she finally understood why Oghma, the God of Knowledge, liked to talk to the young man in front of him so much and wanted him to become his chosen one.
Putting aside other things, just approaching the problem from an angle that most people would not think of, and analyzing it with a completely different underlying logic, can make up for the blind spots in one's own vision and thinking.
Even for a god, one can gain tremendous enlightenment and inspiration from it.
For a moment, Midnight even began to envy Zuo Si, who was a planeswalker.
The other party does not need to bear the same heavy responsibilities as himself, and can travel between endless planes, crystal walls and universes to experience a variety of completely different scenery, culture, thoughts, magic and technology.
"I think it's the best outcome for Faerun to maintain the status quo.
Because every time someone or god tries to change the status quo, it will inevitably cause unimaginable disasters.
In ancient times, the decline of the Aboleth Empire and the extinction of the creator race proved this point; later, the era of the struggle between dragons and giants also proved this point; even the elves, who were famous for their beauty and elegance, just repeated the mistakes made by the previous two, which eventually led to the division of their own race and the decline of civilization;
Following closely behind was the Netherese civilization, which brought about its own destruction, and the Imaskari Empire, which was destroyed because of its reckless slave plundering.
The most recent one was naturally when the Three Gods of Death tried to break the balance and gain power over the gods and steal the Stone of Destiny.
The result was a series of terrible disasters during the Year of Troubles, and the fall of several gods.
The more eager you are to change the status quo, the more likely you are to get the opposite effect. This is the law I have summarized from the history of the continent of Faerun.
That is why I say that the fighting and ideological conflicts among the gods are an eternal and fruitless waste of time. "
While saying this, Zuo Si gently waved the magic wand in his hand to control the teapot, filling the cups of the two gods' incarnations with steaming hot tea.
Ogma nodded with feeling: "You are right. This is also the reason why I never seek change.
Throughout Faerun's ancient history, too many races, civilizations, and gods have attempted to change the world through their own ideas and powers, but in the end they all failed without exception.
And the greater the commotion, the more terrifying the disaster that follows will be.
Even a god as determined as Tyr, the god of justice, had to compromise with the cruel reality in the end. "
"Is there no suitable place in the whole of Faerun to carry out some bold attempts?"
Midnight was obviously unwilling to put aside so many magics that were closely related to daily life.
I also hope to promote it and let everyone see that magic is not just something for a few people, but can benefit the general public.
“Well… not completely.
As far as I know, Halrua, the magician kingdom at the southernmost tip of the continent, should be a good choice.
The residents there are not only the remnants of the Netheril civilization, who retain an open and inclusive attitude towards magic, but it is also the only country in the entire continent of Faerun that implements compulsory education for all.
Every child will study in public school until at least the age of thirteen, and then may enter society and engage in various jobs.
Even more outrageous is that almost all children are tested for magic at the age of five.
Those who pass the test will be sent to a special school for training, and will be able to perform zero-ring tricks by the age of fifteen.
Among them, mages and mage apprentices account for as much as one-third of the population, and the remaining two-thirds also possess a considerable degree of magical knowledge and skills.
Most importantly, Halua has a very good security environment and has never experienced the baptism of war since its founding.
Therefore, the mages there prefer to conduct research and study rather than fight."
Zuo Si gave his advice directly.
Just as he described, in this land of Faerun that is full of conspiracies and dangers, if one must find a country that is closest to modern civilization on Earth, it must be Halua, the country of non-mages.
Whether it is its groundbreaking compulsory education for all, or its terrifying ability to allow all children with sufficient talent to receive magical education, it is second to none in the world.
Even the Red Coven of Cyre, which implements almost the same policy, cannot compare with Halruaa in terms of the number of mages, where one-third of the country's population are mages.
You have to know that this country has a population of more than 1.6 million, and one third is more than 500,000.
Although most of them are lowest-level wizards or apprentices, there are still more than 500,000 arcane spellcasters.
What force would dare to go to war with a country with tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of mages? Even a traditional power like Cormyr with a thousand years of history and a population of tens of millions would probably be defeated in a matter of minutes if a fight really broke out.
Even if tens of thousands of first-level spells were cast at the same time, an army composed entirely of professional warriors, mages, and priests could be wiped off the map in an instant.
However, the country of Halua is surrounded by huge and continuous mountains on all sides and isolated by a vast ocean in the north, so it has little contact with the outside world.
Therefore, their presence in the continent of Faerun has always been very weak, and they are too lazy to get involved in those messy things.
But Zuo Si knew that this country was the main gathering place for believers of the Magic Goddess and was very suitable for promoting life magic from another world.
“Halua…”
Hearing the name, Midnight's eyes suddenly began to light up, and he quickly thought about the specific feasibility in his mind.
Since one-third of the country's population are mages, the prerequisites for the large-scale popularization of magic are obviously in place.
Moreover, the wizards of Halrua have an inexplicable enthusiasm for magic. No matter what kind of spell it is, they are very happy to try and study it.
"I think Soth's suggestion is good. Halrua is indeed a good place to put your new ideas into practice." Oghma also expressed his agreement.
"Since you all agree, then let's choose Halua, the Land of Mages. However, it will take a little time to restore these simplified spells from another world into complete spell structures and then turn them into a magic web casting method."
After saying that, Midnight picked up the teacup and took a sip of hot tea elegantly.
Although she is the goddess of magic, she should be omniscient and omnipotent in the field of magic.
But the magical knowledge from other worlds also needs to be learned and understood.
However, the speed at which God learns is unmatched by any mortal.
Zuo Si shrugged his shoulders and explained, "There's nothing we can do about it. After all, the wizards in that world have long been accustomed to using magic wands as an auxiliary and strengthening tool for casting spells, so their way of casting spells has become simpler and simpler in the process of continuous evolution. They can even increase the power of magic by strengthening their will and emotions."
"Using emotions to enhance the power of magic? Why does this sound a bit like a warlock?" Oghma asked with a little curiosity.
"Blood inheritance, relying on one's own magic power to cast spells, and spell effects being easily affected by emotions, it does sound very similar to a warlock.
But the thing is, their magical powers can indeed be improved through learning and training, which is very similar to wizards.
So I think these wizards should be between mages and warlocks.
Others speculate that the so-called wizards originally originated from humans combining with magical animals in some way to obtain the other's magical powers.
In short, there are really many incredible and interesting things in that world."
In front of the two gods, Zuo Si concealed nothing and told them everything he knew.
Because compared to the goddess of poison and disease, whose thoughts are impossible to guess, the god of knowledge and the goddess of magic are both easier to get along with, and both sides have made an initial investment in Zuo Si.
Now it's a given that it's getting rewarded.
As for Talona, Zuo Si planned to wait until the Sons of Bhaal began to awaken before talking to them about seizing the priesthood and throne of Bhaal.
"For example, the iron ball magic used to massacre the orc camp in the north not long ago?" Midnight raised the corners of his mouth slightly with a half-smile.
Hearing this, Oghma immediately responded with a smile: "No, you are wrong. It is not magic in the strict sense, but it is inspired by a sport that wizards love very much."
"Exercise?" Midnight raised her eyebrows in surprise.
"Well, yes, it's a sport called Quidditch. Its rules are very complicated. You can think of it as a ball game played on brooms. There's something called a Bludger, which is an iron ball with a diameter of 25 centimeters. It will randomly track the nearest player at a speed of up to 300 kilometers per hour and try its best to knock him off the broom."
Ogma had obviously read books about Quidditch and was very enthusiastic about explaining it to the magic goddess beside him.
After a few minutes, Midnight realized how dangerous Quidditch was. She was stunned and asked, "Are these wizards crazy? If they were hit head-on by such an iron ball, they would probably die on the spot."
"The answer is yes. In the history of Quidditch, the number of people who died from Bludgers is the highest, followed by death from falling from a height." Zuo Si gave an affirmative answer without hesitation.
"Then why not change to something slightly less dangerous? Like a wooden ball or a cloth ball?" Midnight asked in a very puzzled tone.
Zuo Si answered nonchalantly: “This may have something to do with the contradictory nature of human beings.
When their lives are in danger, people usually desire a safe living environment, even at the cost of freedom.
But if they are really safe, then they will crave excitement and enjoy the thrill of a close brush with death.
To put it simply, they are just bored and want to commit suicide.
I think Quidditch's deadly Bludgers are probably based on this mentality.
In fact, if you think back to your travels and adventures as a mortal, it shouldn't be hard to understand."
“That’s true…”
Midnight's mind suddenly recalled the turbulent years, when he traveled and adventured with the warrior Kelemvor, the thief Xirik and the priest Ayton.
Especially when encountering danger, the tension and excitement brought about by the massive secretion of adrenaline can indeed make people feel addicted and unable to stop.
"So you used your special ability as a planeswalker to connect different worlds, and used the cheapest and simplest method to enlarge the size of the Bludger, and then added rotating blades and spikes on it, creating a weapon that can pose a huge threat to any city or even a country?"
Oghma, the god of knowledge, saw through Zuo Si's thoughts and intentions at a glance.
Because if this is not the case, whether it is made into a card or the spell is constant in the way of Faerun, the cost will inevitably be quite staggering.
"Hundreds? You're as crazy as ever." Midnight commented, holding his forehead.
You know, that night, when she noticed that there were magical items she had never seen before appearing in Faerun and paying attention to them, she was almost awakened and stunned by the bloodiness she saw.
In particular, the spectacular sight of the orc army, which had threatened Silvermoon City and other city-states in the North more than once, being chased by a dozen iron balls and fleeing in all directions, is probably something that will never be forgotten in a lifetime.
Ogma even laughed and teased, "Don't worry, since you killed the two Symbol Lords, there are not many people on this continent who dare to come and mess with you."
"Oh? You know about this?" There was a hint of surprise in Zuo Si's eyes.
"Of course, I have always been paying attention to you. Besides, don't you want to know the true identity of the female moon elf named Zelanora?" A playful smile appeared on Oghma's face.
"You know?"
As soon as this matter was mentioned, Zuo Si immediately became interested.
He once used prophetic magic to detect Zelanora, and even ordered the little devil to use the divine power, but the information he obtained was basically specious and could not be used as a judgment or clue.
In fact, prophecy magic is not as useful as many people imagine.
Especially after the opponent casts a protective magic to avoid detection on himself, the effectiveness of various detection magics will be greatly reduced, and even some content that is very easy to cause misunderstanding will appear.
This is also the reason why many specialized mages often choose the prophecy school as the first choice when choosing an opposing faction.
Oghma stroked his beard and said, "There are almost no secrets in this world that I don't know. Since you brought back so much knowledge this time, I will give you a small hint."
After saying that, the God of Knowledge raised his finger and created a scroll covered with tiny handwriting out of thin air and handed it over.
Written in very small ancient Calishite script on the surface of the parchment were the following words:
May her body rot and her scales crumble as she sleeps on the fruits of her empire! May her fangs dull and her wings wither as she drifts on the river of time! Iryklathagra will one day regret challenging the all-powerful Shane, and I will eat her flesh and gnaw her bones myself.
I will artistically summon her to my throne and force her to bow her head before me.
I will use her skin to fashion a cloak befitting a quesar (the title the emperor of the Shan Empire calls himself).
Gods above, I swear she has no choice but to die! In the future, no one or dragon will ever be able to challenge Shane's authority in this area! After reading this, Zuo Si showed an expression of difficulty in confidence: "The quotations of Shane VII in the "Kurogen Collection"? Zelanora is the Undead Emperor Shane VII? The last monarch of the Shane Dynasty?"
"Haha, that's right. It's incredible, isn't it? During the turbulent years, when the second generation of the goddess of magic fell, the entire magic network was out of control. So when Shane VII escaped from the unicorn scroll that imprisoned him, a small accident happened. His soul was injected into the body of the moon elf Zelanora."
Seeing that Zuo Si had already guessed the answer, Ogma simply revealed the answer directly.
Perhaps in the eyes of mortals, Shane VII is a powerful and terrifying necromancer and half-lich, but in his eyes he is just an insignificant mortal.
The Lord of the Dawn, Lathander, had already proved to the whole world how terrifying the gap between a legendary wizard and a combat incarnation of powerful divine power was by killing Sammaster.
"I see." Zuo Si nodded thoughtfully. "What is the purpose of Xia En VII?"
"It's simple. He wants to restore the glory of the Shane Empire and bring Calimshan, Tethyr, and Amn back under his rule. In addition, he wants revenge on Ivyklathasgra "Sharptooth" who once destroyed the empire. In the eyes of Shane VII, you are a very useful and important talent, and he hopes that you can become his subject and ally." Midnight added with disdain.
As the master of the magic network, she recognized the other party's true identity the moment Shane VII connected to the magic network.
Facts have once again proved that for gods, especially those who hold certain powerful priesthoods, it is too easy to find out the secrets of a mortal.
The latter is like running naked in front of the former.
Zuo Si secretly mourned for Xia En VII for a second, and then asked in an uncertain tone: "What do you two think of the restoration plan of the last emperor of the Xia En Dynasty? Support? Oppose? Or do you not care?"
"I don't care. Calimshan has been in a state of chaos for a long time, and Tethyr has been in civil war for so many years. The living environment is already as bad as it can be. Even if it is ruled by an evil and powerful demilich, it will probably be better than it is now. The latter will at least establish the most basic order and laws."
Oghma was the first to express his attitude.
Since he himself did not care about good or evil tendencies, he just hoped to have a stable regime that could better protect those books and knowledge.
Midnight thought for a few seconds and quickly replied, "I agree. For a country, order is always better than chaos. But I'm a little curious, are you planning to form an alliance with King Sean VII?"
"Form an alliance? Maybe, I haven't thought about it yet. But one thing is certain, that is, the entangled symbol that secretly controls Calinshan must be destroyed, and Dark Sun Xirik and his church and voters must also be cleaned up." Zuo Si said firmly.
"If it's about dealing with Xirik, I'd be happy to provide all the help I can."
Midnight did not try to hide his hatred and disgust for his former companion.
“How can you help?”
Zuo Si, who was always hungry for magical knowledge and power, immediately had his eyes lit up.
He knew very well that the person in front of him was the goddess of magic, who knew every magic created by all races and civilizations since the birth of the magic network.
Whether it was the original Sarruk witches and the golden scrolls they created, or the later horrific magic rituals of the high elf wizards that were powerful enough to tear the continent apart, or the large number of ten-ring and eleven-ring magic that emerged in the Netheril era, as well as the powerful portal technology of the Imaskar Empire, all of them had complete and detailed backups in the other country.
Midnight pretended to be mysterious and smiled slightly, and asked in a slightly seductive tone: "Have you heard of Silver Fire?"
"You mean... to make me a voter?" Zuo Si raised his eyebrows in surprise.
Because the silver fire is the divine power bestowed by the goddess of magic on the chosen people, and it is also the most essential original energy of the magic network.
The most typical feature is that you can choose one from the first to ninth level arcane magic as an additional spell-like ability, and then cast it once a day.
Once the selection is successful, it cannot be modified for life.
In addition, you can also choose one from the first to ninth level arcane magic as a permanent immunity, and the selection cannot be changed after the selection.
In other words, when this magic is released, the Silver Fire will automatically generate a corresponding counter effect, causing the spell to have no effect on the Chosen.
In addition, there are a series of other benefits such as never aging, never getting sick, never being poisoned, being immune to dissociation effects, not needing to sleep, having built-in detection magic through vision, and a ten-point increase in physical fitness.
Most importantly, silver fire can be transformed into various forms, which can be used as a weapon to attack or as a means of treatment.
It can even be said that among the many gods in the entire continent of Faerun, the Goddess of Magic is the most generous one to her voters.
Even Bane's Chosen, Furzol Chamberlain, once expressed envy after studying the remaining silver fire on Sammaster's body.
"Well, are you interested? Don't worry about Talona. I'm different from the God of Knowledge. I don't have so many concerns, and I don't care whether I will be hated for this."
As she spoke these words, Midnight was filled with the confidence of a goddess of magic and a member of a powerful divine force.
After all, the current goddess of poison and disease is just a second-rate god who is in the process of moving from weak divine power to medium divine power. It is still a long way to go before she can threaten her.
"Are you sure you really want to do this?"
Oghma was visibly taken aback by his ally's bold move.
Although strictly speaking, it is not uncommon for a mortal to be chosen by two gods at the same time.
But the problem is that this situation is based on the premise that the two gods are close allies.
And according to the principle of first come, first served, the second god needs to obtain the consent of the first god before granting his elect the identity and power.
But now the Magic Goddess's actions are clearly suspected of poaching, and are also suspected of violating the unspoken rules of the battle between the gods.
Midnight nodded without hesitation: "Yes, I am very sure. Because among all the gods, no one knows Xirik's short-sightedness and madness better than me. He is an irrational psychopath who will sooner or later pose a huge threat to the entire world. As long as I can weaken his power and influence, I am willing to do anything."
"Well, I hope you know what you're doing."
Seeing that the Magic Goddess had made up her mind, Oghma stopped trying to persuade her.
"Now it's your turn to make a choice, Soth. Are you willing to accept Silverfire as my chosen one?" Midnight asked solemnly, extending his right hand.
"Of course, it's my pleasure."
Zuo Si lowered his head and thought for a few seconds, then immediately bent down gracefully and kissed the back of the goddess' hand.
The next second...
A ball of silver flame extracted from the essence of the magic net instantly sank into his body.
In the blink of an eye, the terrifying energy strengthened the endurance of muscles and cells to a level that cannot be described in words, and its physical attributes jumped from twenty-three points to thirty-three points.
At the same time, according to the guidance of Silver Fire, he quickly selected additional spells and immunity spells from one to nine rings.
Apart from choosing the Nine Rings Magic Immunity, where he hesitated for a moment over whether to choose Time Stop or Great Disintegration, and finally gave up the latter and chose the former with tears, he made the rest of the decisions without hesitation.
After finishing all this, Zuo Si raised his hand and suddenly released a ball of silver flame from his palm, and said with a slight sigh: "So this is the most essential energy of the magic net, with almost infinite possibilities to be shaped."
"You can take control so quickly?" Midnight looked surprised.
Because normally, it takes at least a few years for a voter to familiarize themselves with and practice the Silver Fire from the moment they obtain it to the moment they become proficient at manipulating it.
"I have read Elminster's research notes on silver fire, and I have also done in-depth research on energy such as divine power. Otherwise, it may take some effort to control this kind of crazy energy." Zuo Si explained, instantly extinguishing the silver fire in his palm.
He now finally understood why the chosen ones of the Goddess of Magic, such as Elminster, Khelben, Lyra, Elastro, and Simbu, whose spellcasting levels were not high, could often have an overwhelming advantage in spell duels, beating opponents of similar strength or even higher spellcasting levels.
The reason lies in the powerful spell immunity provided by Silver Fire, as well as the characteristics of ignoring magic resistance and spell resistance.
What's even more outrageous is that this thing can even generate a light curtain in a short period of time to repair the dead magic area, and even eliminate the anti-magic force field.
This means that many strategies targeting spellcasters are of no use to the voters of the Goddess of Magic.
"Remember to be careful when dealing with Xirik and his church. The behavior of that madman cannot be predicted by common sense at all." Midnight issued a serious warning.
Zuo Si nodded with a smile on his face: "Please rest assured, I know An Ri better than he knows himself. Besides... I will not be foolish enough to confront him head-on, but will wait for the right time to make a move."
From a psychological perspective, hate is an attitude, which is an emotional state of preparation before taking specific action towards something.
Judging from the final results, it is more or less manifested in behaviors such as rejection and exclusion.
This rejection may come from physiological, rational, cultural, ideological and other complex factors, until they are combined together to form a concept, and then the concept becomes a part of the personality.
Zuo Si knew very well that his dislike for Xirik stemmed from the all-round opposition from behavior, thought to philosophy.
In addition, he was also preparing to tear off the priesthood that originally belonged to the god of murder, Baal, from the other party. It was basically certain that Xirik would become an undying enemy in the future.
Since they are enemies, we must use every possible means to deal with them.
Zuo Si was already prepared, just waiting for this guy to go crazy so as to add insult to injury.
Even if we cannot kill or seal Xirik, we must pull him down from the throne of powerful divine power.
After concluding the three-day long conversation, the God of Knowledge and the Goddess of Magic quickly left the Mage Tower and returned to their own kingdom in the outer plane.
Before leaving, Oghma also left behind a book that specifically teaches people how to make legendary magic items and even artifacts, as a partial reward for the large amount of knowledge he brought back this time.
After obtaining the relevant information from Rain who was lurking inside the Entangled Symbol, Zuo Si immediately took Isadora through the portal and arrived at the house in London, England.
Because before Christmas comes, he needs to spend a little time preparing holiday gifts for Dumbledore, Hermione, Harry and others.
In addition, he also fulfilled the promise he made and brought the girl to appreciate the completely different scenery of the other world.
"Where... is this place? Are those lights that glow magical? Why do the iron-shelled carts on the road move by themselves without being pulled by animals?"
Isadora looked at the white snow scene outside the glass window, the large number of colorful neon lights, and the vehicles coming and going, and her face showed an expression of surprise, curiosity and joy.
"Those colorful lights are not magical effects, but a kind of technological equipment that uses electricity to illuminate. As for the vehicles that can run on their own, they use internal combustion engines that burn oil. Here, put on this outfit and I'll take you for a walk outside."
As he spoke, Zuo Si threw a bag of prepared winter clothes in front of the girl.
He had noticed that in just a few seconds, the girl was already breathing heavily from the cold.
Obviously, compared to the relatively warm climate of Askatla, London's bad weather is a nightmare.
Isadora, feeling the cold, didn't think twice and quickly put on those heavy sweaters, coats, cashmere socks, and leather boots one by one until she was completely wrapped up.
"Phew - it's much warmer now. I was just about to cast a spell to endure the environment." The girl took Zuo Si's arm and said with a smile.
"Remember, don't talk to strangers unless necessary, and don't use any psychic powers or magic."
Before leaving, Zuo Si cast a magic spell on the girl that would allow her to understand and speak any language - [Tongue], and gave her instructions.
Isadora nodded vigorously and assured, "Understood. Our identities as coming from another world must be kept secret. If you have any questions, I will communicate with you through the mind connection."
"Very good. Let's go, then."
Zuo Si opened the door and walked onto the street on the thick snow.
Since the house he bought was not far from the downtown area, it didn't take long for him to reach the commercial street filled with supermarkets and various shops.
Because Christmas is coming soon, you can see doors and windows decorated for the festival everywhere along the way, and some staff dressed in Santa Claus costumes are distributing coupons, small gifts and other things to passers-by.
These extremely prosperous scenes of modern society instantly attracted Isadora, who seldom went out. Along the way, she kept asking questions through mental connection.
It wasn't until we arrived at our first destination, the bookstore, that things slowly calmed down.
Without saying a word, Zuo Si handed a list of books to the clerk, paid the full amount, and took the books to his next destination.
When all the Christmas gifts have been purchased, he will pack up the mess and send them to the Owl Post Office in Diagon Alley, and then these cute birds of prey will deliver them to Hogwarts or someone's home.
Since I don't know many people, and those with whom I have decent relationships are even fewer.
So Zuo Si needed to buy very few Christmas gifts, some of which he prepared himself.
After finishing these troublesome chores, he stood on the street of Diagon Alley and asked the girl next to him: "Is there anything you want?"
"There's nothing I want in particular. Having you is enough for me." A satisfied smile appeared on Isadora's face.
"In that case, let me take you out for dinner."
Zuo Si quickly spotted a wizard restaurant on Diagon Alley and walked straight there with the girl.
You have to know that there are not many people in the British wizarding world, so even Diagon Alley, which is known as the most prosperous commercial street, is only the size of a small village.
It doesn't take much time to walk from one end of the street to the other, and there are very few shops. There is only one wand shop, bookstore, and pet shop.
Fortunately, there are quite a lot of places to eat.
In addition to the smoky places like the Leaky Cauldron, there are two historic restaurants.
However, Zuo Si was very wise and skipped the restaurant with the sign "Authentic Traditional British Cuisine" and chose another restaurant specializing in French and Italian cuisine.
(End of this chapter)
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