After returning to the Mage Tower in Askatla, Davian finally couldn't help but raise the issue that concerned him most.
In his opinion, if the other party simply wanted to awaken the power and divinity of Baal in his body through more killing, then he could join as a soldier or mercenary.
Noticing the confusion and puzzlement in the eyes of his followers, Zuo Si smiled and explained, "No, you don't understand.
The effects of participating in a war as the highest commander of the army and participating in a war as a soldier are completely different.
If it is the former, then Sarevok will be able to expand the scale of the war as he pleases.
Inciting and condoning his subordinates to commit killings in the most cruel, bloody and violent way.
Even civilians living in the West Heartland area were not spared.
You should know the two most important priesthoods of Baal, the God of Murder, right?"
Davian quickly replied, "Of course! Baal holds the two powerful priesthoods of death and killing. When he was alive, all assassins in the entire continent of Faerun, as well as those who thirsted for blood, regarded him as the supreme ruler."
"You're right. But do you know what the difference is between the death and murder that Baal controls and the other two of the three gods of death?" Zuo Si continued to ask with a smile.
"Uh…he's more violent?"
Davian said with a strong sense of uncertainty in his tone.
Zuo Si nodded slightly: "Absolutely correct.
The death and murder in Baal's portfolio are very different from those of the previous generation god of death Melkor.
The latter kind of death is simply death, which means that the human body loses its functions in a physiological sense, so the soul must go to the City of Judgment and be taken away by the messengers of the gods of their respective beliefs.
But the former focuses on violent, destructive and ritualistic death.
Strictly speaking, Baal's personality and behavior are the most insane and reckless of the three gods of death.
On the eve of the Year of Troubles, he even wanted to hunt down the Earth Mother, Chantia, in the Shadowmoon Islands, the will of the planet Toril beneath our feet.
Such a crazy move is rare in the tens of thousands of years of history of the entire continent of Faerun.
At least I don't know of any other god besides him who has tried to kill Chantia permanently.
Even Baal himself could not control his inner desire for violence and killing after obtaining the above two divinities, not to mention those deliberately created sons of God.
Therefore, if a Son of Bhaal joins the war as a soldier or mercenary, it is easy for him to lose himself in the killing and completely release the power hidden in his soul, turning into an irrational bloodthirsty beast - a killer.
A man as ambitious and capable as Sarevok would never allow himself to become like that.
What he wanted was to create a feast of killing, not to be part of the feast of killing.
This included collaborating with evil forces, allowing bandits to rob and create chaos on Baldur's Gate's trade routes, and using shapeshifters to infiltrate and replace the upper echelons of Baldur's Gate, all in order to achieve the goal of gaining command of the Flaming Fist mercenaries and becoming the Grand Duke.
As for the ambush on Gorion to kill Aberdair, it was simply because they did not want other sons of Bhaal to share the powerful power that could be gained from this feast of killing.
This is also why I asked Fuzzol Chamberlain to launch this large-scale invasion.
For Sarevok, the northern city of Waterdeep was too powerful and he definitely did not dare to provoke it easily.
Amn, whose southern army was relatively weak, was originally a very good target, but because of me, he did not dare to act rashly.
Therefore, the only direction he could launch a war in was the vast West Heartland region in the east, using the residents there as sacrifices on his way to become a god.
If Sarevok is allowed to do this, the civilians in this land will probably be slaughtered.
But now the army of Zhentil Keep has already occupied most of the densely populated towns in the area.
According to the consistent style of the Church of Bane, the God of Tyranny, although civilians will suffer a certain degree of oppression, they can still save their lives.
The destination of Sharovok's life that I have set is the Troll Claw Mountain, north of the Chongsa River and south of the Wanting River.
This is where Baal, the god of murder, once fell, and it is a perfect burial place for the son of Baal.
Don't you think this feels very fatalistic?
Although I can't make Sarevok a god of murder before he dies, I can make him die in the same way as his father. "
When saying this, Zuo Si did not hide his bad taste in certain aspects at all, and felt that only in this way could the tragic fate of the Son of Baal, which was full of absurdity and irony, be reflected.
“You really are…”
The corners of Davian's mouth twitched wildly and uncontrollably, and he had no idea what to say. At the same time, he mourned for Sharevok in his heart for a second.
Because he knew that anyone who was targeted by the master would probably not have a good ending.
Some of the more miserable ones may be played with repeatedly until they suffer a mental breakdown.
"Hahahaha! What, you want to call me a devil?
Don't forget, I already am.
What's more, I am also a human being. It is impossible for me to always be as cold, rational and efficient as a machine.
Occasionally, you need to have some fun in these complex games and confrontations.”
Zuo Si defended himself with a laugh.
The longer he stayed in the continent of Faerun, the more he understood why all intelligent creatures that lived long in this world often had many puzzling quirks.
Many times, these quirks are used to release huge psychological pressure and prevent one's own thoughts and consciousness from becoming completely abnormal.
As the saying goes, you stare into the abyss, and the abyss also stares back at you.
Long-term contact with all kinds of extremely evil, twisted, morbid, and crazy guys will greatly corrupt even the righteous, kind, and determined holy warriors and turn them into the enemies they once hated the most.
Not to mention ordinary people who like to take advantage of small opportunities and often struggle and make choices between good and evil in their hearts.
Just when Davian was about to say something, the succubus loli Atona suddenly came out from the corner and reported in a slightly excited tone: "Master! Miss Vera Salem Quante just sent a message through the channel of the Masked Mage Guild a few hours ago.
She has followed your instructions and successfully removed all the old guys in the Council of Six. She now has complete control over Amn's highest administrative authority.
However, it will take some time to completely control the parliament and occupy an overwhelming number of seats.
As for the large chambers of commerce and monopoly groups that occupied more than half of Askatla's resources, she also took some restrictive and repressive measures.
If nothing unexpected happens, these suppressed families will soon begin to decline and shrink to a medium size, leaving enough market for other small merchants to compete.
Miss Vera now wants to ask you what to do next? Oh, yes.
Under her manipulation, the six-member council has officially announced that it will be expanded to seven members.
In the future, you will become the de facto supreme leader of the Council of Seven as the commander of the army."
"The power to control the army? It seems that Vera did not disappoint me. Can you tell me what she has done during this period of time?" Zuo Si asked with interest.
Whoever controls the military is the real master of the country.
This is an absolute truth no matter in any world or any historical context.
Although Amn's army is a little worse than that of its neighbors, it is still a violent organization.
Especially when cooperating with the masked wizard, they can still win some battles.
However, the only problem is that the army authorized by the Council of Six is actually only the garrison in the capital, Askatla, and not all the armies of the city-states throughout the country.
Because it is a commercial empire, the autonomous systems of the major cities under Amn are very high.
In almost every city, you can find several or even a dozen families that occupy a monopoly position in the local area.
These families are the ones who actually control the city. They not only control politics but also the local garrisons.
These troops ranged from a few hundred to one or two thousand people.
Some are maintained by taxation and finance, while others are simply formed by drawing together a part of the private armies of various families. If there is a conflict between the central government and the regions, it is easy to imagine who they will obey.
However, Zuo Si was obviously not in a hurry to extend his hand to the major cities of Amn, to take back the administrative, military and economic power and start to establish a highly unified country.
Adhering to the strategy of pacifying the country before fighting foreign enemies, he must first deal with the families in the capital Ascatla and its surrounding areas that control huge resources and wealth and have strong political influence one by one.
The succubus shrugged and responded, "Ms. Vera didn't use any brilliant strategies, she just took advantage of her marriage.
You know, since all the direct members of the family died, she is the only heir and head of Salem.
If anyone could become her husband, he would save himself decades of hard work and gain unimaginable wealth and power.
Therefore, many so-called young talents have started to think about this.
It's a pity that they were all used as pawns by Miss Vera to stir up conflicts among the other big families, and she deliberately made the parties fight, envy and resent each other at some banquets and other occasions.
Eventually, these conflicts erupted at a public gathering.
Among them, eight or nine family descendants who had seats on the six-member council lost control of their emotions after drinking some spiked wine, drew their swords and killed each other in a duel.
It is said that the scale of the conflict went from just a few people at the beginning to over a hundred casualties.
Although they finally spent a lot of money to hire a priest to treat and revive him, the seeds of division and hostility had already been planted.
Over the next week, the four families began to win over allies, both overtly and covertly, and became involved in endless fighting.
Miss Vera only needs to lean slightly towards one side at the right time, and then immediately turn back to inflict heavy losses on the other side.
After several operations, the four families and their allies in the six-member council have lost their financial advantage and are gradually being overtaken by the rising families.
In order not to be driven out of the highest authority, they privately reached a political deal with Miss Vera.
That is, the older generation will give up power and withdraw from the political arena, allowing the new generation of the family to take over and continue to obey the leadership of the Salem Quante family as before. "
"So... the leaders of these families realized that the reason for their fight was Vera's deliberate instigation, but they did not break up with each other, but chose to compromise and make a deal?"
Zuo Si stroked his chin with an interested expression.
“That’s right!”
Atona nodded vigorously and said gloatingly, “Because after all the direct descendants of the Quante family in Salem died, these families were the first to break the established rules.
Through various means, he embezzled a lot of wealth and influence that should have belonged to the Salem Quante family.
They even tried to get more through marriage.
Therefore, it was only natural for Miss Vera to fight back with some means after she came to power and stabilized the situation.
Most importantly, she proved that even though she was the only one left in the Salem Quante family, it was still the most powerful and well-established family in all of Amn.
The rest of the powers began to fear her and believed that she would be the undisputed supreme leader of Amn for decades to come.
But these ignorant and short-sighted families simply don't understand that Miss Vera is just one of your subordinates.
There will only be one undisputed master of Amn and even the West Coast in the future, and that is you."
"Take advantage of the situation? Interesting."
Zuo Si smiled meaningfully.
He was originally still wondering how Vera would take down the six-member council.
Will there be a classic remake, using the same method to create chaos within these families, and then complete the bloody purge through physical means?
But who could have thought that this woman was unexpectedly smart and perceptive. She immediately realized what those old foxes wanted to do, and then used the conflict of interest between them to turn the tables.
By the time the other party comes to their senses, it is already too late. They can only choose to give in and compromise to keep their family's political status intact.
Lack of courage to fight to the death when in disadvantageous situations.
This is a common problem among most of Amn's wealthy merchants and nobles.
At the same time, it was also the reason why Zuo Si dared to be ruthless to him and was not worried about causing a big mess.
Because these guys are too afraid of losing everything they have now, whether it is power, wealth, or a superior social status.
The weak side of human nature was fully reflected in them. They were not even as courageous as the slave owners in the South who launched a rebellion and were eventually killed to extinction.
"Ms. Vera also asked me to inform you that if you come back, it would be best to go to the Municipal Building." Succubus Loli continued.
"Okay, I understand."
Without saying a word, Zuo Si stood up and walked out of the gate of the Mage Tower, heading towards the administrative area along the expanded road.
He didn't know if it was an illusion, but he found that the number of Shadow Thieves Guild members who used to wander the streets, stealing, breaking into houses or engaging in illegal transactions seemed to have decreased.
This feeling became even stronger as we passed through the always chaotic bridge area.
Just as he was feeling very strange about this, he suddenly noticed that in a dark alley on the side, there was a figure covered in a cloak and hood waving at him.
Because of his great skill and courage, Zuo Si did not hesitate at all and walked straight over.
The two men walked one after the other, turning continuously in the complex alley until they reached a dead end with a brick wall in front of them. The masked man then took off his hood, revealing a demonic elf face covered with mysterious patterns and horns on his head.
"Feder?!"
Zuo Si directly called out the other person's name, with a look of intense surprise in his eyes.
This assassin, who was loyal to the nominal supreme leader of the Shadow Thieves, Ailan Linville, had not taken the initiative to contact him since their last separation.
He thought the other party had given up the olive branch he had offered and was planning to stick to the path of a shadow thief until the end.
"Hello, Your Excellency Soth."
The demonic elf assassin placed one hand on his chest and bowed respectfully.
"Are you here on your own behalf this time, or on behalf of Ailan Linville and the shadow thief behind him?" Zuo Si asked calmly.
Fide was silent for a while, and finally replied with a smile that was uglier than crying: "I...I represent myself.
Because Boss Ailang is dead, killed in a sudden and horrible murder.
The man sitting in the headquarters of the Shadow Thieves Guild now is actually just a substitute prepared in advance by Reinol Bloodhead.
As for me, not only had I lost my allegiance, but I was also identified as the murderer.
Yes, you heard it right.
They think I killed Boss Alan Linville myself.
Now I am wanted by the entire Shadow Thieves Guild and have nowhere to go. I hope your promise to take me in is still valid."
"What? Allen Linville is dead? Who did it!?"
Zuo Si raised his eyebrows in surprise.
Although he had known for a long time that this guy was actually a target placed in the open by the Shadow Thief to attract fire, he might die on the spot at any time.
But no one expected it to break out at this time.
The demon elf assassin shook his head slightly: "Sorry, I'm not sure either.
Because when I went to report the mission, his body was already stiff and it was obvious that he had been dead for more than two hours.
The cause of death was being stabbed in the heart with a sharp object from behind.
After completing the assassination, the murderer cut off Boss Ailang's head and took it away, not knowing whether he needed evidence to collect the reward or to prevent him from being resurrected.
I checked and they did it very professionally, without leaving any footprints or blood on the ground.
Boss Ailang did not struggle violently before his death.
This means that it was either done by someone he knows, or the other party was too strong for him to have a chance to resist. "
Zuo Si seemed to understand something from these descriptions, and asked with a playful look on his face, "Were you caught red-handed by someone who broke in while you were investigating the scene?"
"Well, you think I'm terribly unlucky, don't you?"
Fed tightly grasped the dagger and short sword hanging at his waist, his pupils revealing undisguised anger and murderous intent.
You have to know that Ailan Linville is not just a leader of the Thieves Guild who needs her loyalty.
At the same time, he was the benefactor who provided her with a relatively safe environment to grow up in her childhood and trained her to be what she is today.
Now that his benefactor had been inexplicitly killed and he had been clearly framed as the murderer, anyone would be angry and eager to catch the mastermind and chop him into pieces.
"This is not just bad luck. If I'm not mistaken, the recent situation within the Shadow Thieves Guild is probably not very peaceful, right?"
Zuo Si suddenly raised his head, with a strange blue light in his eyes.
Obviously, he was using mental magic to directly read the other party's memory and thoughts, and discovered many unusual signals within the Shadow Thief.
In addition, Renoir Bloodhead's actions are also quite suspicious, and it seems that a fierce internal fight is about to break out.
As the earliest criminal organization established in Waterdeep, the Shadow Thieves have been quite united and stable except for a serious internal split and bloody conflict when they were expelled and arrested.
Especially after gaining the support of the Council of Six, the entire organization grew rapidly, covering the entire territory of Amn, and actively expanded to other countries and regions.
Faced with huge interests, only idiots would think about killing this person today, killing that person tomorrow, and then becoming the boss themselves.
Wouldn't it be nice to earn money honestly, and then save enough to retire and enjoy a good and comfortable life?
Therefore, even if there are a few ambitious subordinate guild leaders who want to cause trouble, they will usually be quickly reported by their subordinates and eventually cleared out without leaving any trace.
But now, the top leaders headed by Reinol Bloodhead have obviously begun to lose control of the guild leaders below.
Some of the most powerful ones have dozens or even hundreds of assassins and thugs under their command.
Notice!
These are not ordinary civilians, but professional thieves or warriors with at least LV1 level.
Therefore, Zuo Si concluded that the death of Ailan Linville was just the beginning, and more horrifying things would happen inside the Shadow Thieves Guild next.
“It’s more than just unrest.
For unknown reasons, more than half of the subordinate guilds in the areas surrounding Askatla suddenly began to enter a semi-independent wait-and-see state and stopped paying their profit share to the headquarters.
Several guild leaders even colluded secretly and seemed to be planning a rebellion.
It was because Boss Ailang noticed this that he asked me to investigate their situation.
As a result, I discovered that they all had the support of a mysterious force.
In particular, Maiwa, which controls the dock area, often sends people into the underground passage of the cemetery after midnight.
I wanted to follow them, but every time I was disturbed by various traps and undead creatures, I had to retreat temporarily..."
The demon elf assassin did not hide anything and directly told all the information he knew.
Because from the very beginning she was loyal to Ailan Linville, not the entire Shadow Thieves Guild.
So after the former was killed, there was naturally no need to keep those secrets any longer.
What's more, she is now being hunted by the Shadow Thieves Guild and is in urgent need of finding a strong man who can protect her.
In Athkatla, there are only three forces that can ignore the Shadow Thief.
The first is the Six-Man Council and the alliance of several large families behind them; the second is the Masked Mage Guild, which is at the same level as the Shadow Thieves; the third is naturally the Chosen Ones of the Gods, who can make all these forces feel awe.
Feder didn't know the first two and had no so-called "connections", so the third way was the only option.
If this route was not feasible, then she could start thinking about how to escape the city alive.
"Maiwa? Cemetery area?"
Zuo Si instantly thought of the vampire queen and her men who had been lurking there, and felt that this matter was most likely related to Badi.
However, he did not show it. Instead, he suddenly changed the subject and asked directly, "Do you want to avenge Ailan Linville?"
Fed nodded without hesitation: "Yes! Whether it is to repay the kindness of Boss Ailang for taking me in, or to make those who framed me pay the price, the mastermind must die. No matter if he is Maiwa, Renoir Bloodhead, or other high-ranking Shadow Thieves."
"I like people who are loyal and grateful. But how do I know you won't sneak away without saying a word after completing your revenge? You have a criminal record, after all."
Zuo Si stared at the beautiful black patterns on the demon elf's face and questioned.
By reading the memory, he already knew that the other party had been a slave for a period of time when he was young and successfully escaped from his master.
Plus, with the restless demon blood running through his body, there's no guarantee that he won't suddenly stand you up on a whim.
"You can place a magical mark on my body to ensure that whatever I take will be found immediately. With your level of magic, it should be easy to do this, right?"
As he spoke, Phaedra pulled down his collar to reveal a white patch on his chest.
Fearing that she might be tracked by magic, she had discarded the magic leather armor given to her by Alan Linville, and now wore only the ragged linen clothes stolen from somewhere.
But this cannot conceal its sexy and proud S-shaped curve.
Fide's physique is undoubtedly in stark contrast to most elves, who are slightly thin and barren.
If nothing unexpected happens, part of her demonic bloodline must come from a succubus or an advanced form of a succubus.
Perhaps it can be traced back to the four earliest Sun Elf families that hybridized with Succubi during the Elf Crown War.
The most famous of these is the Dragajes family of Comanzo.
Currently, more than one-third of the demon elves in the entire continent of Faerun are basically from this family or have blood ties with them.
If the family wanted, they could even gather an army of thousands of people composed entirely of demon elves.
Of course, as a family that crossbreeds with demons to gain power.
Without asking, Dragajes knew that he definitely did not believe in the elven gods, and his behavior was full of demonic madness and hysteria.
His attitude towards his offspring is no different from that of a real demon.
Sometimes they would sell their children simply to gain help from a powerful person or to get more supplies and money to wage a war.
Fed was probably sold to slave traders when he was very young, and then he escaped to Amn after many twists and turns and settled in the capital, Askatra.
Thinking of this, Zuo Si raised the corners of his mouth slightly and said meaningfully: "I can indeed make the magic mark you mentioned, but it's too troublesome and not very safe. How about this, let us sign a contract?"
"contract?"
The demon elf assassin frowned, totally not understanding what the other party was trying to do.
The most important thing is that she doesn't think a piece of paper can have any binding force on her.
"Haha, yes, a contract."
Zuo Si raised his right hand and snapped his fingers. Then a piece of parchment appeared out of thin air and slowly fell down.
Subconsciously, Fed immediately took the parchment and began to read the terms on it.
Since she had not received any relevant education, she did not recognize that this was a terrible devil's contract, and she did not know that the part about selling one's soul was hidden in the decorative patterns under the text.
After reading it carefully and confirming that there were no problems, I signed my name directly in the signature area.
The next second...
Boom! A bright flame suddenly appeared from the parchment and quickly burned up.
When the remaining embers were blown away by the wind, the demon elf assassin asked this time: "Are you sure this is okay?"
"Of course! From now on you are mine, body and soul."
As he said this, Zuo Si's eyes flashed with the devil's unique insidiousness and cunning.
"So what am I going to do now?"
Fed was obviously relieved, and even his tense nerves relaxed a lot.
From this moment on, she no longer had to worry about being caught by other elite assassins sent by the Shadow Thieves Guild.
"Come with me to the municipal office building in the administrative district first. I have some things I need to take care of."
As the last word came out of his mouth, Zuo Si directly cast an invisibility spell that could last for a long time on the demon elf assassin, then turned and walked out of the alley.
Fed followed closely behind without saying a word.
Just as the two men walked into the municipal office building one after the other, the polar bear cub, Artio, who had been following his target for several days in the woods beside the North Bay Coast Highway, finally appeared in the sight of Aberdare and his group.
It's not that it didn't want to continue hiding itself, but it was discovered by Jasira, a druid.
At the moment, six people and a bear were staring at each other awkwardly.
After a full minute, Imoen couldn't help but ask, "Does it look familiar?"
"Uh - I think except for the size, it should be exactly the same as the one we encountered in the forest near Friendly Arms. Especially the round head, it is so recognizable."
Aberdare stroked the stubble that had grown on his chin in the last two days and expressed his opinion.
"You mean...it's been following us from Friendly Arms? Why!"
Imoen's eyes widened in disbelief, her face full of shock.
"Maybe it's because you stole the gold, silver coins and gems from the corpse, so it has been following you?" Montaro speculated with his wild imagination.
"No... No way! It's a bear, what's the use of money and gems? And we have almost spent all the money now, how can we give it back?"
Imoen was rapidly becoming frantic.
Because she had witnessed with her own eyes the ferocity displayed by the polar bear during the battle, and she couldn't imagine what the result would be if the opponent launched an attack while the team was resting.
What's more, the fact that it can change its size freely shows that it is definitely not an ordinary beast.
"Stay here and don't move. I'll go over and ask."
Seeing that none of the team members were reliable, Jasira could only sigh inwardly, unleashing his natural power as a druid, approaching cautiously and stretching out his hands to express that he had no weapons and no hostility.
When the distance between the person and the bear was less than three meters, she stopped and wanted to confirm what species the bear was.
As a result, when the power of nature collided with Artio, the half-elf druid immediately saw a giant spiritual bear floating out of the white bear cub's body, and it opened its mouth and let out a roar that only he could hear.
Roar!!!!Beast...Beast King?!
Jasira's pupils suddenly dilated, contracted, dilated again, and contracted again.
As nature's messenger and spokesperson, it was impossible for her not to know about this extremely special and powerful guardian spirit of nature.
Similarly, she also saw the collar worn around the white bear's neck, which also exuded wildness and natural power.
Is this the animal companion of an archdruid or legendary druid?
Or was he a lucky person blessed and possessed by the spirit of nature? A series of questions quickly popped up in Jasira's mind.
But in order to avoid angering the white bear cub with terrible power, she immediately used the druid's ability - understanding animals to convey her goodwill to the other party, and then asked very carefully why he followed her group.
Artio quickly turned his gaze towards Imoen and Aberdare, stating in a very direct manner that he was following these two young men.
Because it is less than a year old, its meaning is very vague and confusing.
As a result, Jasira misunderstood that the other party was really here to collect a debt, and he immediately turned around and severely reprimanded Imoen and Aberdare for doing this.
Then he solemnly promised that he would repay the money double after he made money.
As a result, with her operations, Artio not only successfully infiltrated the team, but also became the creditor of the two Sons of Baal.
From now on, in addition to daily expenses, Imoen and Aberdare must use half of their earnings to pay off their debts, and the rest can be used to buy potions and replace better weapons and equipment.
"Oh my god! What sin have I committed? I am being chased by a bear for debt!"
Aberdare wailed with tears in his eyes.
But he wanted to make more money so that when he got to the big towns he could have some in-depth conversations with the pretty girls there and discuss the origin of life.
Imoen also complained with a sad face: "Damn it! I bet this bear must have been a greedy and stingy dragon in his previous life!"
Just when Aberdare was about to say something, Khalid beside him was suddenly stunned, pointed behind him and stammered, "Quick...quick...look...look...behind you!"
It was not known whether it was because he was too nervous or the scene he saw was too horrifying, but Jasira's husband's stuttering was several times more severe than usual.
It took only three or four seconds to write such a short sentence.
When Aberdare reacted, he found that the blade of the two-handed giant sword he was carrying was gone, leaving only the hilt and guard.
As for the missing part, it naturally went into Artio's mouth.
At this moment, it was putting a piece of silvery metal in its mouth and chewing it with a crunching sound. The sound made everyone who saw this scene feel a chill down their spine.
"Who...who the hell can tell me what happened?"
Aberdare asked in a trembling voice.
Gulp!
Imoen swallowed and answered, "I saw it chew your sword like bread, and then swallowed it in two or three bites. It's incredible! This bear actually eats metal!"
"Jasira... Could this be some alien creature that looks a bit like a bear?"
Khalid was obviously frightened and hurried to his druid wife for confirmation.
Jia Xila lowered his head and thought for a moment, then quickly denied it and said, "Probably not.
When I used the Animal Understanding Tool to communicate with it just now, I was very sure that it was a bear.
Maybe something happened to it that ordinary people cannot understand.
We can ask its owner when he comes looking for it."
"It still has an owner?"
Imoen was slightly stunned.
"Of course! Otherwise, do you think that the collar with powerful natural and wild power around its neck was made and worn by it itself?"
Jasira rolled his eyes in annoyance.
"But what about my sword? It's the only weapon I have! How can I fight bandits and wild beasts without it?"
Aberdare's face was full of "embarrassment" and "awkwardness".
As a soldier, he couldn't imagine what he could do without weapons.
"Here, take this for now. Remember to keep an eye on it and don't let it get eaten again. I don't have a second backup weapon."
After saying that, the mage Thrall handed over his dagger for self-defense.
The Son of Baal took the dagger that was only two fingers long and couldn't help but complained in a low voice: "I think this thing is more like a cutlery than a weapon. The power it can exert in battle is probably not much stronger than a fork."
"Be content! If this dagger is also eaten, then you can only swing your fists when fighting. Also, you'd better be careful with the half-body armor you just bought, it might be gone when you wake up."
There was undisguised gloating in Sal's tone.
However, his words immediately aroused the vigilance of everyone in the team.
Anyone who carried metal weapons or wore metal armor would wrap these things, which were closely related to their lives, in a cloak, for fear that they would be seen and bitten by the polar bear.
Less than a few minutes after joining the team, Artio unsurprisingly became the target of everyone's vigilance.
But it itself has not realized the seriousness of the problem. Instead, it tilted its head and acted cute while trying to get more steel products from these people to fill its stomach. It even almost bit the pot used for cooking soup for the picnic in half.
After more than half an hour of hard work, Jasira finally made the bear understand that weapons, armor and soup pots were absolutely not to be eaten.
fortunately!
At the critical moment, a group of human bandits appeared from nowhere and satisfied Artio's desire to fill his stomach with metal.
In a short time, it beat these ignorant guys into meat patties, and gnawed away the metal weapons, arrows, chain mail, mail armor, etc., leaving only soft metals like gold coins and silver coins that had no chewing value.
Looking at the naked bodies of the bandits, Aberdair couldn't help but sigh slightly: "Well, now we can basically confirm that what it likes to eat is metal, and it must be hard metal like steel. In addition, it is not afraid of attacks from non-magical weapons at all. Even if it is hit by an arrow head-on, it will not be injured or bleed."
"I sincerely hope that I can encounter more bandits along the way.
Otherwise, who knows if it will eat all our weapons and armor as snacks when it is hungry.
In addition, we'd better find a way to save money quickly to pay off our debts.
Otherwise, the longer this bear follows our team, the greater the chance that we will be eaten and go bankrupt.”
Imoen added with lingering fear.
From the speed at which Artio gnawed at the metal, she seemed to have seen a bottomless pit of horror that would never be filled.
You know, in the continent of Faerun, the price of steel is not cheap.
Otherwise, a good fully enclosed helmet wouldn't sell for around fifteen gold coins...
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