Zuo Si completely stopped copying and looked at the moon elf woman in front of him. She had fair skin with almost no blue spots, long light blue hair, and blue pupils.
Although in most people's perception, moon elves are the most elegant, kind, and have a strong curiosity and adventurous spirit of all elven races. They have extremely profound attainments in the fields of art and magic, and they like to pursue excitement and are keen on revelry and pleasure. At the same time, they are also the elves with the most tolerant attitude towards humans.
In simple terms, it is the typical elf in the stereotype of the human race in Faerun.
But what people don't know is that due to their innate talent in arcane magic and the encouraging attitude in social groups, it is very easy for moon elves' mages to become deviant and rebellious.
These wizards will abandon the traditional beliefs and customs of the moon elves and leave their homeland, traveling to the human world to gain more, more powerful, and more evil magical knowledge.
In particular, spells such as necromancy, summoning devils and demons are usually forbidden to be studied and used in most elven societies.
To this end, they even join evil spellcaster organizations like the Zhentarim, the Arcane Brotherhood, and the Red Wizards to get what they want.
Likewise, these organizations are also very happy to accept the membership of an evil faction, the Moon Elf.
Because the appearance of these beautiful and graceful creatures is so deceptive.
Many adventurers and people of the good camp are willing to provide help to the best of their ability without knowing their true identity.
In this way, the top leaders of the organization can instruct the Moon Elf Mages to infiltrate the enemy as undercover agents, or have them pretend to be victims of trouble and hire some capable adventurers to achieve their ulterior motives.
However, throughout Amn, especially in the capital city of Askatra, there has always been a group of people who extremely hate elves.
Therefore, Zuo Si had not seen many moon elves in the city beneath his feet, only Zelanora, whose body was taken away by Shane VII.
Apart from that, I have seen quite a lot in Waterdeep, Silvermoon City, and Port Calim.
Because of their loose organization and lack of large settlements, moon elves are usually scattered in villages throughout every corner of the continent of Faerun.
They don't like to live an isolated life on Evermeet Island like the gold elves, nor do they like to build their own cities on trees like the forest elves.
Because of this, they are also the elves most likely to be attacked, captured and sold by slave traders, and are also the elven race with the highest proportion of half-elf bloodline among the elves.
At least in Calimshan, where slavery had been practiced for a long time, the mothers of more than 60% of the half-elf slaves were beautiful moon elf women.
Some moon elf slaves were even forced to serve the male members of a family for several or even dozens of generations during their long lives, and the number of offspring they gave birth to was unimaginable.
“Of course I do.
In fact, I initially approached Ximamon in order to use him as a springboard to approach the legendary wizard Manshoon.
It's a pity that after being killed by you once, Mansong became suspicious and cautious, and was unwilling to have too much contact with strangers.
As a result, my plan was delayed in the second step, and I was unable to win Mansong's trust by exposing Ximamon's betrayal.
But none of that matters now.
Compared to Manshoon who is about to suffer the bitter fruit of failure, you who possess greater power and magical strength are the most suitable person for me to pledge allegiance to.
I sincerely hope that you will accept me and allow me to call you Master."
Ashmi obviously noticed that Zuo Si was very interested in her identity as a moon elf, so she deliberately turned slightly to the side, perfectly showing off her unique slender body.
As a woman who can successfully win Ximanmeng's trust and even seduce him into bed, she obviously does not mind using her gender advantage.
In particular, the fatal attraction created by the combination of moon elves' elegance, intelligence and beauty is difficult to match even for well-educated noble women among humans.
Without a doubt!
One can clearly sense greed, ambition, and an undisguised desire for magical knowledge and power from this moon elf mage.
It would not be surprising if these traits were present in a red wizard of Cyre.
Because that's the environment they grew up in and the education they received.
But it seems a little weird when it appears on a moon elf.
Zuo Si held his chin with his hands crossed in silence for about half a minute, then said in a slightly scrutinizing manner: "I admire your courage and ambition.
After all, not everyone dares to deceive, play tricks on and betray Xi Manmeng, the head of the Dark Intelligence Network.
But the question is, why should I trust you? Or to put it another way, if you can betray Ximanmeng for greater benefits today, will you betray me in the future?
What's more, I have very high requirements for my subordinates and servants.
Besides being able to spy on Ximamon, do you have any other special value?
Most importantly, should I call you Ashmi, the name I gave myself, or should I call you Sheila Guaranod, the elven name?"
moment!
The Moon Elf Mage's expression changed.
Because when she heard the name of the elf that she had been trying to hide was revealed, she felt as if she was standing naked in front of the other person without any clothes on, as if all her secrets were exposed at once.
shock!
fear!
Panic!
The originally confident look became evasive.
It took a while to calm down.
"Do you know my past?" Ashmi asked cautiously with a trembling voice.
Zuo Si smiled and shook his head: "No, I don't know. If you are willing to tell me, I would be very interested in listening."
"Then how do you know my elf name? I don't remember telling anyone after leaving my hometown."
Ashmi's face was full of confusion and vigilance.
"Because I just read your mind."
Zuo Si raised his right index finger and tapped his temple gently, then explained with a smile: "Do you know? In fact, the subjective personality formed by a person's thinking, consciousness and memory is very fragile.
Many times, if a tiny string is pulled slightly and broken, the person will completely collapse or even go crazy.
What's even more interesting is that the minds of the vast majority of intelligent life in this world are completely defenseless.
Just like a diary in front of you.
As long as you master the corresponding method, you can read it anytime and anywhere.
And I just happened to get a book that contains a lot of spells on this subject.
So I suggest you be sincere and don't try to play any tricks.
otherwise..."
Zuo Si suddenly raised a finger and forcibly pulled out a blue-white string emitting a dazzling glow from the other person's brain, but did not break it.
Obviously, after fully understanding the "Power of the Mind" given by the old dragon Nicol Bolas, his attainments in this area have advanced by leaps and bounds.
Now, even without the protection of divine power, it is easy to build a strong mental barrier.
As for small things like charm, control, mind reading, tampering and erasing memory, even spells are not needed, and they can be accomplished effortlessly with just a wave of the hand.
After all, for a planeswalker, the essence of casting magic is to manipulate the five colors of mana energy.
Among them, blue mana is known for being hidden and difficult to detect.
The representative figure, Jace Beleren, can often erase a person's mind in an instant, making him completely forget who he is, what his name is, and where he comes from.
When you are angry, you will clear out even the painful memories without hesitation.
Nicol Bolas's psychic understanding was clearly far superior to him.
Ashmi, who witnessed this incredible scene, was instantly soaked in sweat all over. His mouth felt dry and bitter, and he clearly realized that once this string was broken, he would definitely become a madman who had lost his personality and self.
Likewise, she also realized how ridiculous her own little tricks were in front of the chosen one of the gods.
Thump! Thump! Thump! Listening to the sound of her heart beating violently, the Moon Elf Mage forced herself to calm down and knelt on the ground in an extremely humble manner, prostrating herself.
"I am so sorry! Please forgive my ignorance, stupidity and arrogance."
"Haha, don't be so nervous. I'm not a demon, and I won't destroy a person's soul casually, even if there is darkness and evil hidden in that soul."
After saying that, Zuo Si put on a harmless smile on his face, put away the string of his mind again, then took out a handkerchief from somewhere, and very gently and considerately helped the other person wipe the large beads of sweat on his forehead, cheeks and neck.
But the more this happened, the more frightened Ashmi became, and he lay on the ground, not daring to move.
Because she understood that in front of the young human in front of her, she was as fragile as a newborn baby and had no ability to resist.
After several minutes, the Moon Elf Mage's body finally stopped shaking slightly. She mustered up the courage to look up and asked, "What do you want from me?"
Zuo Si answered nonchalantly: "It's very simple! Let's open our hearts to each other and talk frankly.
I always believe that sincerity and communication are the best ways to eliminate misunderstandings.
For example, what happened in your hometown of Cormanthor that made you so crazy and eager to gain power at all costs?
For example, what about the darkness, evil, and intense hatred hidden in the deepest part of your heart?
After all, before I accept your allegiance, I first need to have a general understanding of you, right? "
Ashmi looked very painful and struggling, and was clearly resisting.
But in the end she chose to lower her head and said in a slightly dull tone: "Have you heard of the city of Mith Dranor?"
"Of course! How could I not have heard of it?
That was the former location of the Elven Royal Court and the capital of the greatest elven kingdom - Cormanthor.
Even today, there are still countless adventurers who take great risks to search for the remaining treasures and works of art.
The mages tried every possible means to crack the mystery of the huge magical "maze" shrouding the area.
Unfortunately, as far as I know, no one has been able to break the protection of the maze and enter the abandoned royal court."
Zuo Si stroked his chin and excitedly expressed his understanding of Mis Dranno.
Because this elf city is so famous.
Even if it is abandoned and turned into ruins, it still has unimaginable value to many people.
There are often rumors that an adventure team was lucky enough to bring back a magical item or exquisite work of art when exploring the area, and they can easily sell it for tens of thousands of gold coins.
However, in Zuo Si's opinion, the greatest wealth of Mith Dranor is not the artworks, gold, silver and magical items, but the maze itself and the magic network nodes at the core.
Yes!
There is also a very powerful leyline node within the city of Myth Drannor.
It is precisely because of this that the high-level wizards of the elves at that time were able to create the shocking and astonishing super-giant magic maze based on this.
The space teleportation, folding, and shielding magic that almost covered the entire forest, as well as the magic of controlling the flow of time, were enough to astonish today's wizards.
Not to mention a host of other effects such as flight, isolation of certain creatures, suppression of fireballs and other shaping spells to protect the forest.
It is said that the Underworld City created by the mad wizard Halaster Blackrobe was based on and learned a small part of the technology of Myth Drannor.
"No! You are wrong!
In fact, the location of the Elf Royal Court was captured by a man named Cripple Jazz and his group of dark elves more than ten years ago.
They call themselves the Jeller family, and have a force of thousands of dark elves, as well as a large number of slaves like orcs, ogres, goblins, and gnolls.
The Moon Elf tribe where I was born was massacred in that brutal battle.
Moreover, these guys are actively looking for ways to control mazes and numerous magical barriers.
The area around the royal court is now completely controlled by the Jeller family, and it won't be long before they can enter the interior of the royal court.
Once they control the core of the mythal, they will be able to completely become the masters of Myth Drannor and even the Kingdom of Cormanthor.
The reason why I chose to join the Zhentarim and cooperate with Ximamon was that I wanted to use the power of the Dark Intelligence Network to monitor these guys' every move."
As he said this, Ashmi subconsciously clenched his fists, his eyes filled with deep hatred.
"So behind all these actions, including betrayal and the crazy pursuit of power, is actually revenge, right?"
Zuo Si seemed to understand something.
He had also heard about Cormanthor, especially the dark elves active in the area of Myth Drannor.
Although there are no clear statistics so far, according to the survey results of the Zhentarim and the Harper Alliance, the number of dark elves is probably between 15,000 and 30,000.
Yes, you read that right.
In the Dale and the Cormanthor region north of Sembia, the inhabitants are dark elves of a size comparable to or even exceeding that of Menzoberranzan.
However, they are not a monolithic entity, but are divided into several parts.
Some of them are divided by family or clan, while others are divided by beliefs.
Instead of being allies, they are mortal enemies.
Especially the traditional drow who believe in the spider goddess Lolth, when they see their compatriots who believe in the dark elf god of conspiracy Velen, they will attack and kill them without saying a word.
Although Velen is actually the eldest son of Lolth and the elven god Corellon, he has a bad relationship with his mother and has explicitly included in the doctrine that "the shadow of the masked king will eventually get rid of the tyranny of the spider queen."
So Rose had long wanted to kill this rebellious son and her daughter Eilistraee who always opposed her.
In other words, the chaotic situation in the Cormanthor region is actually caused by the complicated and tangled grievances within the elven pantheon.
"No! Not just for revenge!"
Ashmi gritted her teeth and shook her head.
“During that massacre, I saw clearly the cruel truth of this world, and even more so the hypocrisy and shamelessness of the elven gods.
They keep saying that as long as we offer our sincere faith, they will protect the entire ethnic group!
But when we were attacked, where were these gods? Why didn't they send people or incarnations to help us resist the attacks of our evil relatives? Since then, I no longer believe in any god, and even spit on them.
In my opinion, the only real powers are knowledge and arcane magic.
In order to get these, I am willing to pay any price, even sell my soul to the devil."
"Um?!!!"
When Zuo Si heard this, the corners of his mouth suddenly curled up, a strange light flashed in his pupils, and he looked full of energy.
He took out a blank parchment scroll from the many blank parchment scrolls on the table behind him, used his ability as the Lord of Hell to instantly create a devil's contract, and handed it directly to the Moon Elf Mage.
"Here, sign it, and you're mine."
"This is?!"
Ashmi instantly smelled the faint smell of sulfur and the harsh terms of hell on the scroll.
As a magician, she almost instantly confirmed that this was a devil's contract.
But I don't understand how the other party could create such a powerful binding item in less than a second.
But Zuo Si obviously didn't want to explain too much, and said bluntly: "If you want to get something, you have to pay a price. This is common sense everywhere.
It was you who just said that you were willing to sell your soul to the devil in order to gain magical knowledge and power.
In that case, I will fulfill your wish.
Just sign your name on the last line and you can get everything you want.
Of course, from the moment you sign, you no longer belong to yourself, body and soul.”
"You are actually a devil from Baator hell?"
Ashmi's eyes widened in shock, her face full of disbelief.
"You can understand it as I found a part-time job in hell, and at the same time gained some status and power. Come on, sign this contract, if you really have completely abandoned the elves and gods as you described, and only want to pursue power and revenge." Zuo Si urged calmly.
"What will happen if I don't sign?"
Ashmi asked cautiously.
Zuo Si pretended to think for a moment, then responded with a smile: "I will convey to Xi Manmeng exactly what you said to me, and then tell him that he should consider finding a new lover.
After all, when a mage takes off his clothes and does intense exercise, he is often the most vulnerable and most likely to be ambushed and plotted against.
If you wait until a sharp dagger pierces your heart or pierces your eyes before you regret it, it will be too late.
Given Ximanmeng's cautious character, he will definitely consider my suggestion seriously."
Ashmi was instantly frightened by this fatal threat, and he growled while suppressing his anger: "No! You can't do this! If Ximanmeng knew that I betrayed him, he would definitely use all means to kill me. You didn't even give me a chance to choose!"
"choose?"
Ha ha ha ha!
It should be easy to understand that between you and me, I am the one who has absolute power and holds the dominant position.
And you, dear elf lady, are just a chess piece delivered to my door.
There are usually two outcomes for the chess pieces.
One is a useful chess piece, and the other is a useless chess piece.
Answer me, would you rather be the former or the latter? "
Zuo Si completely tore off his disguise, revealing his chilling coldness and cruelty.
"I'd like to be a useful chess piece!"
Ashmi was obviously shocked and no longer dared to have any hope. He quickly read through the terms on the scroll, then cut his finger and signed his elf name with blood.
moment!
The contract burned violently and completely merged with the plane of hell.
That is to say, if she died now, her soul would be sent directly to Baator Hell.
The devil who is in charge of receiving the soul can see the special marks of corruption and depravity inside the soul, and then send it directly to the ninth level.
Zuo Si nodded in satisfaction: "Very good! Now you are qualified to be my servant.
Go back and tell Ximanmeng that I accept his allegiance.
As for rewards, I will give them according to his work status and enthusiasm.
Also, take these two gadgets with you, one for you and one for Ximanmeng."
After saying that, Zuo Si threw the two mobile terminals he had prepared in advance to the Moon Elf Mage.
The latter was obviously seeing this kind of high-tech creation for the first time, and hurriedly asked: "What is this? Is it some kind of magic item? How should it be used?"
But before Zuo Si could open his mouth to explain, one of the terminals woke up automatically, and the originally black screen suddenly lit up.
After a simple adjustment, it quickly changed the original factory setting of Infernal language to Elvish.
Looking at the familiar words and various icons on the electronic screen, Ashmi tried to operate it and was quickly shocked by the comprehensive and powerful functions of this inconspicuous little gadget and was speechless.
Whether it was the ability to communicate over ultra-long distances, the huge knowledge base loaded inside it, the built-in map-drawing function, or the analytical ability to detect enemy movements and make predictions, all made her realize how rare and precious this thing was.
The unique feel of the material and the magic that may be cast inside are all unheard of and unseen.
If it were sold on the market, it is estimated that many high-level wizards, legendary dragons and some gods' churches would definitely not hesitate to offer a sky-high price of hundreds of thousands or even millions.
Although during the years of serving the Zhentarim, Ashmi has come into contact with quite a few magical items, especially intelligent magical items.
But none of them can compare with the mobile terminal in hand.
"How about it? Are you satisfied with this little gift?" Zuo Si asked meaningfully.
"Could not be more pleased. How on earth was it made?"
Ashmi's attention was completely attracted by the terminal at the moment, and he didn't notice the creepy big eyes hidden behind the camera at all.
Obviously, the consciousness of this mobile terminal is recording her every move, and will continue to adjust according to the analysis results until the target becomes completely dependent on the terminal.
“Sorry, this is a secret and you are not qualified to know it yet.
In short, you can contact me directly through this in the future, and I will also send you some corresponding magic knowledge as a reward.
Now, take it back, or Ximanmeng will get suspicious."
After saying this, Zuo Si no longer paid attention to the Moon Elf and started to continue the unfinished work.
Just as Ashmi was about to get up and leave, he suddenly remembered something. He immediately took out the notes and the Ioun Stone that Ximanmon had given him before he left and placed them on the table. Then he bowed respectfully and left the Mage Tower and disappeared into the night.
Not long after she left, a petite figure emerged from the darkness, stood on tiptoe and leaned over the table, reporting softly, "Master, I have investigated the Dark Sun Church's temple and stronghold in Athkatra as you requested. Just as you expected, the place is almost empty and there is hardly anyone there."
"Oh? So now is indeed a good opportunity to take action."
Zuo Si raised his head and glanced at the succubus loli who was so close to him.
Since a connection of faith had been established, he could clearly feel the little guy's strong admiration and attachment to him.
Atona nodded vigorously and said, "Yes. There are only a dozen people left. If you need me, I can kill them all in a few minutes at most."
But Zuo Si smiled and refused, "There is no need for this at the moment. And even if I want to take action, I won't choose this time to alert the enemy. We will wait until Zhentil Castle decides the outcome, then we can take action."
“What should I do now?”
Atona blinked her big watery eyes.
"You don't need to do anything. It's time for you to go to bed." Zuo Si reached out and rubbed the succubus loli's little head and said.
"Sleep? But I'm a succubus. I don't need to sleep like humans."
A confused look appeared on Atona's face.
“Then find something you like to do.
For example, you can go to the library to read some books to increase your knowledge, or go to the training ground to practice your martial arts. If that doesn't work, you can go shopping in the market.
[Knight of Truth] is a special profession that combines the characteristics of a warrior, a priest, and a paladin.
So you need to keep learning and growing in order to master it.
Also, unless it is absolutely necessary, never reveal your true identity to others, and don't absorb the magic and life energy of others casually, otherwise things will become very troublesome."
Zuo Si very patiently taught the succubus Loli some things to pay attention to when living in the material world.
You have to know that there is divinity in Atona's body now.
This means that in her eyes, mortals are like walking snacks, and she can drain them alive with just a little bit of strength.
In addition, since he grew up in the Abyss, a plane without any laws or rules, and living completely on the law of the jungle where the strong prey on the weak, he has no ethical or moral concepts at all, and if he is not careful, he will cause a big mess.
"Yes, I understand. Please rest assured, Master. I will be extra careful and will never cause any trouble for you."
After saying that, the succubus Loli jumped up, hugged Zuo Si's neck, kissed him on the cheek, and then rubbed him like a puppy, and finally left reluctantly.
It is not difficult to tell from her skillful movements that she has gradually grasped Zuo Si's psychology and acceptance standards, and understands that pure and cute is the style she should go for.
In order to maintain this, Atona even used the divine power and divinity in her body to forcibly lock her body in its current state, so that it would never grow taller or bigger.
In this way, she will always occupy an important place in her master's heart.
It has to be said that the succubus is indeed the demon that is best at understanding people's hearts.
Even little ones who haven't fully grown yet can keenly sense how to make themselves more likable to others.
…
At the same time, on the main road connecting the cities, a dozen fully armed warriors escorted three carriages that had already left the walls of Ascatla and were moving forward at a leisurely pace.
Through the faint moonlight, one could see that on the carriages and the armor of the warriors, there was a mark emitting a silver glow.
Any Amnian who sees it will immediately look at it in awe.
Because that mark represents the "All of Salem," the most powerful and richest family in all of Amn.
The head of the family has been the undisputed leader of the Council of Six since its inception, and also secretly controls the Guild of Masked Mages through an ancient magical pact.
It can be said that in the land of Amn, offending the Church of the Goddess of Fortune and the Knights of the Burning Heart will not necessarily lead to any trouble.
But if you offend the "Salem Full Family", you might die without even knowing how.
At this moment, Selzer Salem Quant was sitting in one of the carriages, enjoying the silent and dark scene outside the window with interest.
As a wizard of a relatively high level, he has extraordinary confidence in his own abilities.
In addition to the spellcasting level, this confidence also comes from the powerful magic items worth millions of gold coins.
Many enemies had sent assassins to kill him, but in the end they were always killed in fear and despair.
"Today's moonlight is really beautiful."
Selzer Salem Quante exclaimed slightly.
Just as the masked wizard in charge of security at the next seat was about to say something, a dazzling light instantly illuminated the sky within a radius of several hundred meters.
The next second...
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! The violent explosion, accompanied by dazzling flames, instantly blew several carriages and the soldiers guarding them into the sky.
Although Selze Salem Quante and two of the masked wizards triggered the accident spell after being attacked, they were successfully teleported two or three kilometers away and escaped the disaster.
But before they could gain a foothold, three green lights shot out from the darkness and hit each person accurately.
Fourth-ring magic [Dimension Anchor]! "Oh no! We're ambushed!" a masked wizard shouted in panic.
Because the spell that instantly overturned the carriage and killed all the soldiers was obviously [Meteor Explosion], a nine-ring magic with amazing destructive power.
Coupled with the [Dimension Anchor] that now blocks all teleportation spells, it seems like a long-planned ambush, not some petty thief who is short-sighted and wants to rob people.
"Who? Who dared to attack the wagons of the Salem Quant family on Amn's land?"
Selzer forced himself to remain calm while shouting at the top of his voice.
He wanted to scare the other party by revealing his identity, and then find a way to survive the crisis and escape to a safe place.
It's a pity that this political strongman miscalculated this time.
In the blink of an eye, a large number of high-level undead creatures emerged from the pitch-black darkness.
Winter ghost!
Death Knight!
Mummy Lord! Soul-caged Demon! Giant Skeleton Golem!
At a glance, the high-level undead creatures that normally would be considered unlucky for adventurers to encounter were now densely packed with at least dozens of them.
In addition, there are countless skeleton warriors, ogres, and troll zombies.
A spellcaster in a black robe slowly walked out from the crowd of undead creatures, put one hand on his chest and bowed slightly, and greeted in a low and hoarse voice: "Good evening, Selzer Salem Quante. Do you want to surrender and come with me now, or do you want to experience the feeling of being overwhelmed by the army of the undead?"
"Who are you? Why are you attacking me?"
Selzer narrowed his eyes and cautiously tested it.
"Haha, are you trying to find out my background? Don't waste your time! I have made the most thorough preparations to deal with you. Neither the Masked Mage Guild nor your family's castle can spare even a single person to come to support you now."
The black-robed spellcaster let out a mocking laugh.
Under his command, the undead creatures quickly surrounded the three people and began to shrink the encirclement.
"Damn it! We can't handle so many high-level undead! Surrender! At least we still have a chance! If we are killed and our bodies are desecrated, it will be difficult for the people of the Church of the Goddess of Wealth to resurrect us."
One surviving masked mage was visibly devastated.
Because he didn't want to die, especially at the hands of a necromancer who obviously mastered powerful necromancy magic.
Selzer subconsciously glanced at another masked wizard beside him who also looked timid, and immediately realized that if he resisted, the result would most likely be a lonely battle. He decisively raised his hand and announced: "Don't do it! We surrender! We are willing to go with you!"
"A wise choice. Now remove all magical items from your possession and place them in this bag, then put these shackles on."
The black-robed spellcaster immediately threw over a pre-prepared black bag and three pairs of handcuffs emitting dazzling magical light.
The moment Selzer saw the shackles, his face turned extremely ugly.
Because he recognized that these special shackles used to imprison spellcasters were actually a specialty of the Forbidden Magic Prison of the Masked Mages Guild.
The Magic Prison is located on an unknown secret island west of Athkatla.
Except for the senior members of the Masked Mages Guild, it is impossible for anyone else to get this thing.
There is a traitor! Selzer finally realized that this attack might not be what he had imagined before.
But the problem is that he is now a prisoner and has no right to bargain.
Although he was unwilling, he still took off those powerful magic items one by one with great pain for the sake of his life.
After all, even if they resisted, they would not be able to gain any advantage against so many high-level undead. Instead, it might provoke the other party to kill them.
There is no doubt that holding power for many years has made Selze Salem Quante's thinking closer to that of a politician rather than a great wizard who masters the nine-ring magic.
Once he finds the situation overwhelmingly unfavorable, he tends to choose to surrender, negotiate, compromise, and make concessions, rather than fighting desperately for the last chance of survival.
After completely controlling the three captives, the black-robed spellcaster signaled the undead creatures to carry them and head straight for the dense forest in Amn.
After hiking for about two or three hours, the huge army of undead arrived at a cliff near the sea.
"It...is you? Zelanora!"
Seeing the figure standing in the moonlight clearly, Selzer couldn't help but scream.
Along the way, he had thought of countless possible betrayers, but he never expected that it would be the moon elf whom he had promoted and supported.
Moreover, he totally didn't understand why the other party wanted to do such a thing.
"idiot!"
The black-robed spellcaster sneered with disdain, then took two steps forward and bowed respectfully with one hand on his chest.
"Your Majesty, the great Undead Emperor, Shane VII, as you ordered, I have captured Selze Salemquante alive."
Shane VII smiled and nodded: "You did a good job. Now come with me to admire the moon, and wait for another indispensable and important actor to appear."
"What? Shane VII! When did you...when did you sneak into the Guild of Masked Mages? Where's Zelanora?"
Selzer suddenly felt cold all over, and his hands and feet began to shake violently and uncontrollably.
In just a few seconds, he suddenly thought of many possibilities that made him feel desperate.
As we all know, Xia En VII and Zuo Si were close allies.
Does that mean that the patron saint of Askatla is also involved in this matter?
If so, it basically means that the entire Salem family is finished, and there is no possibility of a comeback at all.
"I'm sorry, but from the moment I joined the Guild of Masked Mages, there was no Zelanora, only Shane VII.
And I can also tell you that Soth knew about this a long time ago, but he just didn't mention it to you.
But the good news is that he was not involved in this operation.
But the bad news is that the goddess of wealth, Waukeen, is involved.
How about it? Does it sound surprising and shocking?
I tried so hard to please the goddess, but in the end not only did I get nothing, but I was betrayed and abandoned.
The reason is actually very simple! Compared with the huge benefits and advantages that Soth can bring, you and your family are insignificant in the eyes of the goddess..."
Shane VII used a cat-playing-with-mouse mentality to unscrupulously stimulate Selzer's most sensitive nerve.
Just when the latter's face turned red due to anger and excitement, and his eyes were filled with terrifying bloodshot, the sound of horse hooves suddenly came from afar, and at the same time, a shrill neighing could be heard.
About five minutes later, a female knight wearing a white dress stained with blood appeared in everyone's sight.
However, when Selzer saw her true face and the bleeding heads hanging on the saddles, he finally erupted violently like a volcano that had been suppressed for a long time.
"Vera!!!!!!!! What have you done?!"
"Ah! dear grandfather!
I just followed your suggestion and killed all my parents, relatives, brothers and sisters who stood in my way of becoming the head of the family.
Look, their heads are all here.
This is dad, this is mom, this is younger brother, this is older brother, and there are also uncles and lovely nephews and nieces.
It's a pity that they didn't seem to understand your painstaking efforts. They kept struggling and screaming in fear before they died, so that when I beheaded them, it was not smooth, and the white dress you gave me for your birthday was splattered with blood.
But that's okay! In fact, I think it's even prettier now.
Grandfather, I am the only legitimate heir of the family now. Can you fulfill your previous promise and give me the position of the family patriarch?"
Vera Salem Quant said something in a lighthearted tone that almost made Selzer explode on the spot.
As for the two captured masked mages present, as well as the family knights and warriors following behind her, they all lowered their heads and dared not look at this woman who exuded a neurotic, crazy, and bloodthirsty aura.
(End of this chapter)
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