It has four large estates under its jurisdiction. Not only does it have vast and fertile land and a complete irrigation system close to water sources, but it also owns large tracts of mountains and forests. It can be said that it is naturally very suitable for the development of agriculture, animal husbandry and breeding.
This place was originally used by Sir Elrod to house his mistress and illegal children, and was later given to Zuo Si by Bernard.
Since then, the butler Ibi Palen has been serving the latter wholeheartedly.
Since he didn't have to sell any agricultural products and didn't have to deal with profiteers who deliberately lowered the purchase price of grain, his job was much easier than before.
Often, all that was needed was to organize the tenant farmers to sow at the appropriate time, harvest and store the crops in warehouses when the harvest came, and then wait for the lord to send someone to pick them up.
In addition, they also raised more pigs, cattle, sheep, chickens, ducks, geese and other poultry and livestock, and ensured that there were enough horses in the castle. Occasionally, they would take advantage of the drop in grain prices to purchase some of the stored grain from other manors and self-employed farmers.
These tasks are too easy for an experienced and veteran castle steward.
Moreover, according to the report from the captain of the guard, even the frequency of bandits and monsters appearing near the territory has decreased a lot compared to before, as if they were afraid of something.
Even if goblins, gnolls, orcs and trolls occasionally show up, they will soon disappear inexplicably, as if they had never appeared.
This strange situation led to the merchants hearing that the road near the lake castle was safer, so they would rather take a longer route and choose to take this route, which brought the castle considerable extra income, including tolls and accommodation and catering services.
The only thing that made Ibi Palen feel a little regretful was that his master Zuo Si had only come once and had never stayed overnight in the castle, nor held any banquets, dances or hunting activities.
This made the professional knowledge he had learned about social etiquette, banquet layout, and the presentation of dishes and drinks completely useless.
The people I deal with most often are basically our own people within the castle and the manor.
Those high-level male and female servants who have received special training are also troubled by the fact that they have no masters to serve and do not know what the meaning of their existence is.
But today, Ibi Palen changed into his most exquisite clothes, which was very rare for him, and polished his leather boots to a shine.
The servants stood in neat rows at the gate, as if waiting for the arrival of some important guest.
About ten minutes later, a carriage escorted by hundreds of knights arrived at the castle gate.
As the car door opened with a click, a woman who looked to be in her twenties, wearing a black mourning dress, slowly walked out.
She first looked at the castle with interest, and then walked towards the entrance with the help of a personal maid.
"Welcome, Miss Vera Salem Quante. Your arrival brings glory to the entire Lake Castle. I am the steward here, and I am here to greet you on the orders of Lord Soth."
Ibi Palen took the initiative to walk forward, put his hand on his chest and bowed deeply.
From his slightly trembling arms, one could tell how nervous and excited he was at the moment.
After all, in Amn, everyone knows the name of the Salem Quante family and the wealth and power it represents.
Although the brutal massacre that happened not long ago made the family look very weak and shrouded in tragedy.
However, the status and influence in people's minds will not change in the short term.
Vera smiled calmly and nodded: "Thank you. If you don't mind, can you tell me where Lord Soth is in the castle now? Compared to those boring formalities, I prefer to be straightforward."
Ibi Palen was slightly surprised and quickly replied, "Lord Soth is not in the castle at the moment. But he has clearly stated that he will arrive before lunch."
"Lunch? That means it will take about an hour and a half..."
Vera lowered her head to glance at the priceless and exquisite pocket watch in her hand, and a barely perceptible amusement flashed in her eyes.
As a smart person, she understood almost instantly that the other party was using this method to clarify the relationship between superiors and subordinates, and at the same time to warn herself.
In social etiquette, the one who arrives first and waits often means being weak and subordinate, while the one who arrives late means being strong and superior.
It's like the less important people are, the earlier they have to arrive, while the more distinguished people are, the last to show up.
Fortunately, Vera was mentally prepared for this, so she quickly entered the reception room on the second floor of the castle under the arrangement of Ibi Palen, admiring the scenery outside the window while tasting the drinks and snacks served by the other party.
Just as she expected, Zuo Si was teleported from the Mage Tower in Askatla almost at dinner time.
Moreover, the atmosphere during meal time was very depressing and dull.
Vera tried to start a conversation several times, but was quickly interrupted.
Helplessly, she could only wait patiently for a more appropriate time. After the meal, according to the custom of the Amn nobles, the host would invite the guests to visit his study and discuss some more private matters.
After the steward and the servants left, Zuo Si asked with a smile: "You must be wondering why I always interrupted you before, right?"
"It's a little strange. But I think you must have your reasons, right?"
Vera picked up the glass and took a sip of red wine to hide her dissatisfaction.
"Because I'm watching you."
Zuo Si did not hide anything and gave the answer very directly and straightforwardly.
Vera was stunned for a moment, then asked with a slightly curious tone: "Observing me? Why?"
Zuo Si replied nonchalantly, "To confirm whether you have enough patience and ability to become my tool for controlling the Council of Six and even the entire Amn."
"And what was the result?"
Vera became noticeably nervous, putting down the glass in her hand and continuing to question.
“It’s pretty good.
Although there is a natural element of restlessness in your character, you can still control yourself at critical moments.
This is very important.
Because as a politician, the most important thing is to learn to be patient.
In addition, I am very curious, what is your motive for choosing to take up the butcher knife against your own family? Is it simply to seize power, or is there some other unknown reason? "
While saying this, Zuo Si looked into the eyes of the woman in front of him without any hesitation.
From his pupils, one can clearly see blue mana flowing, obviously using some magic that can read thoughts and memories.
But unfortunately, most of these spells were blocked by the necklace that was immune to mental magic that he was wearing.
This thing is something that almost all members of the Six-Man Council and even the upper-level rulers in many places across the entire Faerun continent must equip.
Only in this way can we ensure that it will not be controlled by evil spellcasters or monsters like beholders and mind flayers, and become a puppet manipulated by the other party.
However, since the spells used by Zuo Si were not from the same system, one or two of them still had a certain effect.
But Vera didn't know this. There was an obvious expression of struggle on her face. After a long while, she smiled bitterly and uttered five words.
"Because I'm unwilling to accept it!"
"Not willing?"
Zuo Si obviously didn't expect the truth to be so surprising, and raised his eyebrows in disbelief.
"Yes, I just can't accept it.
Why can men inherit the family business, but women can only sacrifice themselves to marry? Ever since I learned that my grandfather tried to marry me to Tumis, strong resentment and anger have devored my heart like a flame.
You know, among my peers in the family, my abilities and talents are always the best.
At the age of fourteen, I managed to predict in advance, by observing the number and frequency of merchant ships arriving at the port, that for unknown reasons, the flow of goods to Athkatla was decreasing, while the flow out was increasing.
This crucial information allowed the family to stockpile goods in advance and make a huge profit when the subsequent price surge came.
Later we learned that due to the storm, several important shipping routes were forced to be delayed, resulting in a short-term decrease in cargo inflow.
From then on, all the chambers of commerce and large families would send special personnel to keep an eye on the ports and markets so as not to be caught off guard as before when similar situations occurred.
When I got my own money at the age of 20, I multiplied it sixfold in less than a year and a half, and now owned four boats, two shops in the shopping district of Woking, and a warehouse in the dockland area.
Of course, this is also thanks to you for opening up a new route to the Maztec continent.
You know, I was one of the first merchants to bring cocoa beans back from across the ocean.
Besides, I am also an excellent warrior, with a warrior level of LV9, and I have killed terrible monsters like trolls and ogres with my own hands.
No matter how you compare me, I am the most perfect and outstanding heir among all my brothers and sisters.
But what is the result?
Be it my grandfather, my father, or those incompetent brothers, they all turned a blind eye to the achievements I made.
It's as if women are born unworthy of inheriting the family business, and their only role is to sacrifice their bodies for marriage.
Do you think this is fair? I hate the feeling of being ignored, and I hate it even more when I work hard but don't get the recognition I deserve.
So when His Majesty King Sean VII came to me, I agreed to join his action without any hesitation.
Since this game about family inheritance is not fair at all, why should I follow the bullshit rules that are overwhelmingly disadvantageous to me?
Why not just overturn the table?
Anyway, the essence of power is violence, the ability to force others to do things they don't like.
I don't need people to like me, I just want their respect, awe and fear."
As the last word came out of her mouth, Vera raised her chin and showed her truest side.
There is no doubt that this is a woman with an extremely arrogant and conceited personality, and also a person with a strong desire to win.
She longs for recognition and praise, and wants her efforts to be rewarded as expected.
Judging from the alignment, it should be a typical tendency towards evil and lawfulness.
After realizing this, Zuo Si immediately said meaningfully: "Yes, it is indeed not fair.
In this patriarchal society, women have to work several times harder than men if they want to be recognized.
But don't worry, I respect women and believe that they have the same strength and abilities as men.
After all, the Dark Elves and many other similar matriarchal societies have proven that women can be more powerful, deadly, and dangerous than men.
And I can give you what you want, but the prerequisite is that you must complete the task I assign to you."
"No problem. I like tasks and challenges, especially difficult ones."
Vera's tone was full of strong confidence.
"In that case, I will give you the first task.
Dissolve the alliance between the Council of Six and the remaining four families, excluding you and the Shadow Thieves Guild.
I want to see them wary, alert, cautious and distrustful of each other, instead of the harmonious relationship they have now.
In addition, there are too many large chambers of commerce in Athkatla that have a monopoly. I hope some of them will decline, and then make enough space for other small and medium-sized chambers of commerce.
How about this challenge?"
After saying that, Zuo Si took out a list that he had prepared in advance and handed it over.
Vera took it and glanced at it. The corners of her mouth quickly curled up to form a beautiful arc. "Such an interesting and bold plan, how could I not like it? If I'm not mistaken, you are planning to rectify and unify the market of Amn, and then establish a series of perfect laws and systems, right?"
Zuo Si smiled and shook his head: “It’s not just Am.
I want to establish a super business circle that covers more than 90% of the west coast of the entire Faerun continent.
Including a unified market, tariffs and currency, allowing goods to flow freely.
In this process, the goddess of wealth, Waukeen, and her church will become our closest allies, actively promoting agreements with various towns.
I guarantee that this will be an important event and turning point that will be recorded in the history of Faerun, just like the Calimshan abolition movement.
Whether you succeed or fail, your name will be remembered by historians."
“Cover the entire west coast of the continent?
Vera's pupils suddenly expanded, contracted, and then expanded again, and then she began to laugh uncontrollably, sighing as she laughed, "What a big deal!"
What His Majesty King Sean VII said is indeed correct!
Your courage and means will never disappoint anyone.
I'd like to ask, could it be that this plan was started when the pirates of the Nelanther Islands were under control?
First, he asked them to switch from plundering to collecting protection fees and continuously expanding their power until they had the most important shipping routes on the entire West Coast under their control.
Then, when all towns and merchants are accustomed to paying money for protection, they will use their absolute monopoly and dominance at sea to force the other party to make continuous concessions and join this unified market.
Because you now control Luskan, the Nelanther Islands, and Baldur's Gate, the three most important trade hubs on the Sword Coast.
In the future, he will become the master of the West Heartland region, Amn, Tethyr, and Calimshan.
If anyone dared to refuse, the town would be isolated immediately.
As long as an embargo order is issued, they will not be able to sell their goods, nor will they be able to buy any necessary daily necessities.
My dear master, your deep thoughts are simply terrifying."
"If I say this is all just a coincidence, would you believe me?"
The corner of Zuo Si's mouth twitched slightly.
He swore he hadn't thought that much at first.
In particular, it was Vanessa who proposed and was responsible for the execution of the idea of using the pirates of the Nelanther Islands to seize control of the sea.
Later, after this guy was transferred to the floating city to stay permanently, the fleet was handed over to another lich.
It can be said that Zuo Si never intervened much from beginning to end. He only provided guidance and control in the general direction when necessary to prevent some people from going too far or provoking enemies that should not be provoked.
"Haha, you really know how to joke."
Vera's face was full of an expression that said "I don't believe you".
Needless to say, this woman had already preconceived that Zuo Si was a legendary spellcaster who was as ambitious and scheming as Mansong or Sazastan.
After all, all of this seems to be carefully planned rather than something that happened on the spur of the moment.
Realizing that no matter how he explained, nothing would change, Zuo Si immediately gave up and sighed: "Ah - OK, I admit that all this was planned for a long time, just as you can see."
“That’s right.
My dear master, there is no need for you to pretend in front of me.
His Majesty King Sean VII once said that the meaning of my existence is to be loyal to you.
Compared to your identity as the hero and guardian of Athkatla, I prefer your true self now, and I am willing to contribute my strength to your ambition and cause.
From today on, if you need anything, just tell me directly.
The Salem Quante family will do its best to serve you."
After saying that, Vera knelt down and bowed solemnly, and at the same time took the initiative to kiss the magic ring on Zuo Si's finger to show her obedience.
"Then I will look forward to your next performance.
If you are as smart and capable as you describe yourself to be, then I guarantee that you can get everything you desire.
Whether it is wealth, power, strength, or fame and recognition from society..."
Zuo Si made the promise very straightforwardly.
After a brief exchange, he found that not only did he not hate this cruel woman who killed his entire family, but he also quite liked her simplicity and directness.
Because people like Vera have a strong desire to show off, they like to expose their thoughts to the group that is considered "their own".
You don't even have to waste too much time guessing, you can tell what she wants at a glance.
Moreover, he is very decisive in his style of action. Once he seizes an opportunity, he will attack with lightning speed. He will never hesitate or let the opportunity slip away.
After officially confirming the subordinate relationship, Zuo Si spent the following time asking Vera about the recent reaction of the Council of Six, as well as which families or political forces controlled the major cities in Amn.
It was not until evening that the latter left under the protection of the family knights.
As soon as she left, Ibi Palen came up to her and asked excitedly, "Sir, what did you talk about with Ms. Vera in the study? I saw that she seemed very happy when she left."
"Just cooperation?"
An expression of disappointment suddenly appeared on the old butler's face.
Zuo Si sneered and asked, "What else? Do you still expect us to form an alliance?"
"Why not? You are unmarried, and so is Miss Vera.
Moreover, the Salem family has just experienced a disaster and needs a strong person to take charge and protect them.
If you could unite through marriage, you could immediately form a formidable family.
What's more, you are at the age to get married and have children.
The Lake Castle also needs a mistress and heir. "
Ibi Palen expressed the beautiful vision in his heart.
As a very traditional castle steward, what he most hopes to see is that his loyal master can get married like a true Amn noble, and then have a lot of children to raise and play in the castle.
Similarly, I can use the remaining time to accompany and care for these little masters as they grow until the end of their lives.
"No, you don't understand. Many things are not as simple as they seem. Don't worry about my affairs, because that is not an area you can touch."
After saying that, Zuo Si prepared to cast teleportation magic to leave.
"etc!"
Ibi Palen shouted hurriedly, then took out a piece of parchment from his pocket and explained: "My lord, here is a letter for you."
"A letter to me? Who wrote it?"
Zuo Si was shocked with a hint of doubt.
Because he really couldn't think of any stupid person he knew who would write a letter to the castle.
Not to mention various magical communication methods, even if you really want to send a letter, the first place you should choose should be the Mage Tower in Askatla.
At worst, sending them to Luskan or the Nelanther Islands is much more reliable than sending them to this castle that I have only visited a few times.
"The writer is Sir De Arnis, who lives not far from us. He hopes to borrow a sum of money from you to pay for the cost of repairing the castle and building the river bank, and he promises to repay it within six months and pay 15% interest."
Ibi Palen quickly opened the parchment and displayed the contents and the clay seal with the Deanis family seal.
Zuo Si took a quick look and asked in an uncertain tone, "Why would Sir Deanis come to me to borrow money? I remember he had never even met me."
“Well… Actually, Sir Deanis and his family are facing financial difficulties due to the recent looting by gnolls and the subsequent flooding.
In addition, he was originally a traditional land aristocrat, so his income and financial situation have never been ideal.
In order to get out of the current predicament, this knight with a good reputation has asked for help from all the neighbors around him, and you are just one of them.
But the problem is that no one is optimistic about his business and repayment ability, so no one is willing to lend a helping hand for the time being.
In the past, when Sir De Arnis encountered similar difficulties, he usually turned to Duke Farsington Ronoll for help.
However, as the Ronor family suffered misfortune and was almost wiped out, he found it difficult to make ends meet when faced with financial difficulties. He even had a loan of 8,000 gold coins that he had not yet repaid.
Not only that!
In order to take care of the orphan Isiah and ensure that the land of the Ronor family would not be abandoned, Sir Deanis also invested a lot of money in the former's territory, but refused to take even a penny of profit from it.
Please forgive me for being frank.
In the land of Amn, there are very few gentlemen like him who uphold justice and kindness.
If you lend a helping hand at this time, you will surely gain their gratitude and friendship.”
Ibbi Palen gave a brief introduction to Sir De Arnis's situation.
Just as he described, ever since the Ronor family was nearly destroyed by the revenge of the wild elf tribe, Sir Deanis took the initiative to assume the responsibility of taking care of Isiah and managing the Ronor family's property.
But the problem is that the reason why the Ronor family became rich in the past was mainly due to shady black industries such as smuggling and slave trading.
But with the death of Farthington, the leaders at all levels of this black industry chain were either caught or escaped without a trace.
In addition, Sir De Arnis knew nothing about business, and the shop and fleet went bankrupt within a few months due to poor management.
In the end, all that was left was a lonely castle and a large piece of semi-abandoned territory with no one cultivating it because all the tenants had run away.
Just to recruit and hire enough farmers to farm, Sir Deanis invested the little fortune he had saved up over the years and also borrowed a large sum of foreign debt.
As a result, before the funds could be turned around, two unfortunate things happened in succession, which made the situation even worse.
After figuring out the situation, Zuo Si took out a draft for 20,000 gold coins and handed it to his butler: "Go to De'Anisburg for me and tell this knight that I am willing to lend him some money. But the condition is that if one day he dies due to an accident and fails to leave a will, I will automatically become the guardian of his daughter, Miss Nalia."
"???????"
A series of question marks instantly popped up in Ibi Palen's mind. He had no idea what his master was trying to do.
"Don't ask too many questions. Just do what you are told. If Sir De Arnis agrees, bring a copy of the contract signed by him personally. If he doesn't agree, forget it. After that, you can keep the contract."
After saying this, Zuo Si ignored the old steward and released the teleportation magic and disappeared without a trace.
The next second...
He crossed over a distance of thousands of kilometers and appeared in a room in the Dark Castle.
The vampire Ximamon and the moon elf Ashmi, who had been waiting for a long time, immediately placed their hands on their chests and bowed deeply.
The former's eyes revealed a strong awe, and he took the initiative to greet him: "Long time no see, honorable Lord Soth. Thank you very much for accepting our allegiance and giving us the opportunity to serve you."
"Don't be so nervous. You should know best that I am completely different from your teacher Manson and Fuzzol Chamberlain."
Zuo Si smiled and comforted the head of the dark intelligence network.
Apart from his previous hostile stance, he actually quite likes this kind of smart person who is evil but always remains elegant.
Because Ximamon is one of the very few high-ranking members of the Zhentarim who does not believe in Bane, the god of tyranny.
Yes!
You read that right!
Manshoon's disciples actually do not believe in Bane, the god of tyranny, and have no interest in the so-called finding and training tyrants and making everything in the world obey the will of the great dark lord.
The most important thing is that this guy is always very calm, and when it is time to give up, he will never show any reluctance or greed.
"Of course I know.
But the problem is that the very existence of some things that are too powerful and dangerous is a huge deterrent to others around them.
It's like standing next to a giant dragon. Even if the dragon has no ill intentions, most people will still feel awe and fear involuntarily.
You are too powerful, as dazzling and deadly as the sun to a little bat like me who can only live in the dark."
At this moment, Ximanmeng finally demonstrated his unique language skills and unparalleled affinity.
You know, he is one of the very few stewards who can make all the villains in the Zhentarim feel not disgusted, and listen carefully to his orders and arrangements.
Just from this point, it can be seen that Ximanmeng is definitely a very powerful psychological master, and is very good at guessing and manipulating other people's thoughts, and unknowingly making two or more people with conflicts with each other temporarily give up their hatred and work together.
"You are very good at talking."
Zuo Si commented meaningfully.
Ximanmeng responded quickly and modestly: "No, no, I was just stating an obvious fact. In addition, I would like to thank you for the precious gift you gave me. It is so useful that I don’t know how to live without it now."
While speaking, the vampire wizard took out his shiny mobile terminal, his eyes filled with naked and undisguised love.
Since getting this thing, he has to spend at least eight hours a day with it.
Whether it is organizing complex and tedious information, learning and researching magic, or deciphering the texts in some ancient ruins and tombs, mobile terminals can come in handy and make the originally tedious work simple.
Ximanmeng once tried to crack the mystery through some magic, but failed without exception.
Even the Nine Rings' wish-making technique only obtained a small amount of insignificant information, and it was impossible to determine its production and working principles.
It is precisely because of this that he feels that the Shuoyou mobile terminal should be a top-notch magical item that is at least at the legendary level.
Especially for the mages, the help is simply immeasurable.
Its extremely powerful shooting and storage capabilities can even directly replace traditional spell books, allowing all known magic to be carried around inside.
Its map-drawing capabilities are many times more powerful than those of any spy.
In Ximanmeng's view, Zuo Si's willingness to give such a precious treasure to himself and Ashmi was precisely the proof of his true acceptance.
He had no idea that his moon elf lover had already betrayed him in secret, staging a Mission Impossible drama.
As for the Shuoyou mobile terminal, it was Zuo Si's secret weapon for monitoring the two people.
To be precise, Zuo Si never trusted either of them from beginning to end.
As long as you don't trust anyone, you will never be betrayed.
In this regard, Zuo Si has come infinitely close to and even surpassed most of the demons in hell.
Even Asmodeus never saw any problem with him continuing to maintain his human form.
Because the latter values the inner self, the essence of the soul, rather than the superficial appearance.
Admiring the way Xi Manmeng was slowly lured into the Shuoyou mobile terminal without knowing anything, Zuo Si couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth slightly, and said with a half-smile: "It's good that you like it. Remember, I can give it to you today, and when you work poorly or betray me, I can take it back with interest."
"Understood! I swear to work hard and make the Zhentarim's dark intelligence network work for you."
After hearing that the mobile terminal might be confiscated, Ximanmeng became noticeably nervous, and even his grip became extra tight.
And all of this was recorded by the big eyes behind the terminal camera.
After so many days, it has already mastered all of Ximanmeng's behaviors, habits and thinking patterns.
It is precisely because of this that the latter finds that the Shuoyou mobile terminal is very easy to use and considerate, and can almost help them get everything done easily, thus developing a deeper dependence on it.
As this kind of spiritual infection and induction becomes more and more profound, within one or two years at most, Ximanmeng will gradually become a slave controlled by the mobile terminal.
At that time, you only need to display some information and use the inertial thinking to guide them to think in a specific direction, and you can naturally achieve the purpose of controlling the behavior.
The most important thing is that all of this is a subtle influence, not a magical effect, so it is almost impossible to detect.
"Very good, then tell me what's going on in Zhentil Castle recently."
Zuo Si didn't waste any words and directly stated the source.
He now urgently needed to know what was happening over there, but he didn't dare to use prophecy magic for fear of accidentally alerting the madman Xirik.
After all, Xirik's current "madness" is real madness that can write medical records, issue sick leave notes, and is real madness on the mental level.
And he completely believes that he is the only true God in this world, and all other gods are false gods, even Io, the God above all gods.
Therefore, it would not be surprising if he did anything crazy before he returned to normal.
Zuo Si didn't want Xirik to come and cause trouble just after he released a detection spell.
Ximanmeng obviously didn't know what was going on in his mind, and answered on his own: "Zhentil Castle has been fully alert.
My teacher Mansong has led the wizards to set up sacrificial arrays in every corner of the city.
Now all that's left is for those crazy followers of the Dark Sun Church to enter, and then the system will start working immediately, killing thousands of people in an instant and sacrificing their souls to the dead god of tyranny, Bane.
Fuzzol Chamberlain has secretly contacted churches in various places and is preparing to hold a religious ceremony to commemorate Bane at the same time as the sacrifice.
And Bane's Son of God is the carrier and the final sacrifice.
If the plan goes well, when the howling souls are thrown towards the throne of the Dark Lord, the dead Bane will return at the call of his believers.
By that time, no matter what tricks Dark Sun has up his sleeve, he will face the wrath of the God of Tyranny.
As for those crazy believers of the Dark Sun Church, they are still destroying everything they can along the way.
According to the spies' report, the evil book you mentioned is in the hands of one of them."
"Is it finally going to begin? Just thinking about it makes me excited and thrilled." Zuo Si touched his chin and smiled expectantly.
He was very curious. If the hot-tempered Bane was resurrected and found that Cyric was trying to steal his girl, would he slap him away in a rage?
As an evil and lawful god, the former naturally dislikes the troublemakers in the chaotic camp.
Perhaps the two gods will become mortal enemies because of this.
"Yes! Regardless of whether the resurrection of Bane, the God of Tyranny, is successful, you can use this opportunity to kill a large number of Dark Sun's followers and weaken his power and influence.
In addition to this, you can kill the Mentor once and for all with the help of Fuzor Chamberlain.
From what I've heard, the Tyrant of the Moon Sea has learned of several locations where Manshoon hides his clones.
As long as we act quickly, even if one or two escape by chance, they won't be able to cause any harm in a short period of time."
When saying this, Ximanmeng's tone was full of emotion.
Because just a few years ago, he still regarded his mentor Mansong as a strong man who could not be easily threatened by anyone.
But who would have thought that a few years later, Mansong would turn from a hunter into a prey, and he didn't even dare to leave his nest easily.
"snort!"
Zuo Si sneered and said in a cruel and cold tone: "After killing Mansong and capturing this guy's soul, I will combine his skull to make a powerful artifact.
To be precise, it is an extremely evil Horcrux, named the Skull of Manshoon.
At that time, his soul will endure pain and despair that ordinary people cannot imagine for eternity.
And this pain and despair will provide the Horcrux holder with a massive amount of magical power.
I never mind using the most brutal and vicious means to deal with my enemies."
"The mentor chose to be your enemy, which was the biggest mistake he made in his life. Please allow me to wish you all the best in advance."
After hearing the previous words, Xi Manmeng suddenly felt cold all over, and didn't even dare to raise her head to look into Zuo Si's eyes that were sparkling with a faint light.
Although he felt that his evil tendencies were increasing exponentially after he became a vampire.
But it was still far inferior to the terrifying young man in front of him.
Apart from anything else, the fact that he could use the souls and skulls of living people to make Horcruxes was enough to make him feel beyond his reach.
It's not that Ximanmeng doesn't want to, but he doesn't have the relevant profound knowledge and a high enough level of spellcasting, so he is really powerless.
"Keep an eye on Fort Santil for me. If the two sides start fighting, inform me immediately no matter what method you use."
After saying this, Zuo Si disappeared right on the spot the next second, without saying a word to Ashmi, the moon elf who volunteered to be a "Mission Impossible" character, during the entire process.
After he left, Ximanmeng wiped the nonexistent sweat from his forehead, smiled bitterly and cursed in a low voice: "Damn it! This suffocating feeling of oppression is simply terrible. In front of this new master, I feel as if my life does not belong to me."
"But at least he's generous enough to give us the best, isn't he?" Ashmi reached out and gently stroked her lover's cheek in comfort.
"Yes! Apart from being too powerful and oppressive, Soth is indeed a good person to be loyal to.
At least as far as I know, he has no precedent of abandoning his subordinates without reason.
But if I were to be caught passing information under the noses of Manshoon and Fauzel Chamberlain, I would be dead without a burial place."
At the thought of being hunted by a legendary wizard and a legendary priest at the same time, Ximameng couldn't help but shudder.
But he obviously had no other choice.
Therefore, after a little preparation, he quickly returned to Zhentil Castle to use his identity to gather information.
(End of this chapter)
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