In the eyes of most rational and independent-minded people, war is a serious, dangerous, bloody and cruel thing, full of unpredictable accidents and sudden turns.
Therefore, no matter who uses war as a means, they must think repeatedly and be extremely cautious.
Otherwise, it will bring unimaginable devastating disasters to yourself, your family, and even your country.
But if you just look at the history of the Earth before modern times, you will find that the real situation is exactly the opposite of what most people know.
Many medieval wars were fought for almost joke-like reasons.
There were even personal grudges between some noble lords and even kings, as well as verbal humiliations, offenses and trivial neighborhood disputes.
Moreover, the things done during the war are often full of magical colors, which makes people wonder whether these guys are really fighting seriously?
If this is the case on Earth, where there is almost no influence of supernatural forces, then there is no need to say more about the continent of Faerun, which is full of magic, dragons, and monsters.
The so-called "people's historical view" does not exist in this world at all.
Ordinary people without any power, no matter how many there are, cannot create or change history, or promote social progress and technological development.
Everything is done by gods, heroes, and powerful users of arcane magic.
If it weren't for Iolum and a group of talented archmages, there would be no glory of Netheril; if it weren't for the arrogant and conceited madman Karsus, there would be no destruction of Netheril; if it weren't for old Akaba Shane, there would be no huge empire occupying the southern part of the west coast; if it weren't for Shane IV's greed, Iryklathagra "Sharp Teeth" would not launch a crazy attack and destroy the Shane Empire.
It is almost common sense in the land of Faerun that a very small number of people decide the rise and fall of a country or even a civilization.
Without their intervention, there would be no rise of races and civilizations, and there would not be so many lost empires and countless ancient relics buried in the wilderness and ruins.
To this day, adventurers and archaeologists still often find treasures that are thousands or even tens of thousands of years old from all over the world.
In particular, when individual power is too strong, it is inevitable that power will be concentrated in the hands of a very small number of people.
As for the civilians...
Sorry, they have no presence in this world at all, either in history or in reality.
There is no historical turning point like the Sarajevo incident that was triggered by a small person.
Even if ordinary people start resistance and rebellion, they can easily be suppressed by powerful rulers.
Unless the ruler is both kind and weak, he will eventually choose to give up power and allow the civilians to seize power.
However, Sarevok obviously has nothing to do with the words kindness and weakness, and he also does not allow anyone to dare to defy his will.
After a series of conspiracies and plans to seize control of Baldur's Gate, the first thing he did was to overdraw the finances, hollow out the guild industries controlled by the shapeshifters, and use the money to recruit more soldiers.
Under normal circumstances, the total number of Flame Fist mercenaries and other peripheral garrisons would not exceed one thousand.
On the one hand, due to the deteriorating economy, tax revenue decreased and the country could not afford to support too many troops.
On the other hand, after the last defeat, the size of the army was restricted by the Nelanther Islands, so it can only maintain this number.
Otherwise, they will be attacked and sanctioned from all sides.
But Sarevok obviously didn't care about that.
His goal is to inherit the Blood Throne through war and killing.
As for what kind of destruction Baldur's Gate would eventually become, he didn't care at all.
The generous military pay, coupled with previous hatred propaganda, enabled a large number of young and middle-aged men to be recruited in a very short period of time.
The number of troops also expanded from more than 2,000 after the previous integration to more than 8,000. Even some orcs, orcs and hobgoblin bandits were recruited to become soldiers.
You should know that the total permanent population of the entire Baldur's Gate is only about 50,000.
Sarevok's behavior is equivalent to draining the most important labor force in society between the ages of 20 to 35, which is completely a warmongering posture.
Women can even be seen in places where heavy physical labor is performed, such as docks, warehouses, and workshops.
In addition, he emptied the entire Baldur's Gate's steel resources to forge weapons and armor, and provided simple training to the recruits.
In order to maximize morale, this guy actually publicly promised that after defeating the army of Zhentil Keep, he would make the most brave soldiers the bureaucrats and ruling class of various towns, and give them a series of rewards such as noble titles, money, houses, land, women, etc.
In a word, whatever you want will be yours if you defeat Fuzzol Chamberlain.
Because everyone knew that the army of Zhentil Keep had carried out a brutal purge of the ruling class in the occupied areas.
As long as they can be defeated, the entire West Heartland region and the richest land of the Dragon Coast can be easily taken over, and even a country can be established.
And Sarevok is most likely the king of this new country.
It is quite rewarding to follow him.
In this way, under the constant stimulation of pumping up blood, drawing big promises and throwing money around, the entire Baldur's Gate fell into a state of war frenzy.
Under the instigation and persuasion of the shapeshifters, the merchant class also generously donated money and provided the Baldur's Gate government with large sums of high-interest loans and various war materials, hoping to make a fortune from them.
Little did they realize that Sarevok had no intention of paying the money back.
joke!
The money was borrowed in the name of the Baldur's Gate government, so of course the Baldur's Gate government is responsible for the cost.
Moreover, according to the Son of Baal's plan, he would have already become the new God of Murder by the time the war was over. How could anyone dare to come and ask him for a debt? Was he tired of living?
Believe it or not, I will arrange it for you right away! While Sarevok was making the final preparations for the war, Fuzor Chamberlain, who had swept through the towns on the north bank of the Chongsa River and successfully joined forces with the Dark Castle Legion, also completed the final repairs and led a full 15,000 troops to the scheduled battlefield, the Troll Claw.
In this army, various monsters account for more than two-thirds, and the rest are humans, dwarves, gnomes, elves and other races.
Most of the latter are neutral or evil camp adventurers and mercenaries who join in along the way.
They either wanted to earn a relatively generous reward or to gain closer relations with Zhentil Keep and obtain permission to join the power in this region.
Aberdare and his party were currently one of them.
Although they had been shamelessly blackmailed by Ximanmeng and were forced to pay 15,000 gold coins as "channel usage fee", the team did not change its original plan.
Because with Sarevok's complete control of Baldur's Gate, the only forces that can fight against it are the forces of Zhentil Keep.
As for what impact Zhentil Keep's control of such a vast land from the Dragon Coast to Baldur's Gate will have on the situation in the surrounding areas, Aberdare doesn't care.
To be exact, after seeing several well-ordered towns under the control of the Church of Bane, one might even think that this is not a bad idea.
There was no situation like that of a war-torn country with chaos, disorder, looting and burning everywhere.
At this moment, the Son of Bhaal was lying on a carriage full of food and military supplies, and asked without turning his head: "Do you think Sarevok will come out of the city to fight?"
"Yes! Because if he wants to realize his ambition, he must prove himself with a decisive victory and win the support of his soldiers."
Jasira answered in the affirmative without hesitation.
It can be seen that this half-elf druid has not slept well recently. Not only does he have very obvious dark circles around his eyes, but his mental state is also very nervous and anxious.
She had received information about Sarevok through the Harper's intelligence network, and knew that this would be a major battle that would decide the fate of the two Sons of Bhaal.
From a personal perspective, Jasira certainly hopes that Aberdair can kill Sarevok and avenge the death of Gorion.
But the Harpist would rather the two of them die together.
This way, they wouldn't have to worry about two overly powerful Sons of Bhaal fighting each other, which would ultimately lead to the birth of a more powerful, more terrifying, and more threatening Son of God.
Jasira has recently been torn between his personal feelings and his duties as a Harper.
“也就是说，只要我们跟着军队继续前进，就能在战场上找到机会干掉他？”
阿伯戴尔并未注意到贾西拉异样的反应，眼睛里闪烁着赤裸裸毫不掩饰的愤怒跟仇恨。
作为一个典型头脑简单、四肢发达的战士，他最讨厌的就是去思考太多，更喜欢追求简单的快意恩仇。
之前的冒险过程中，阿伯戴尔就曾经不止一次在酒馆内，跟喝醉了的酒鬼或主动出言挑衅的冒险者动手打成一团。
最严重的一次甚至拔剑杀了四个人，让整个酒馆内的地板都被鲜血浸透。
为了逃避守卫的追捕，小队成员只能跟着一起连接跑出城镇。
现如今在贝尔苟斯特的入口附近还挂着他们的悬赏通缉令呢。
“没错！ 别忘了，咱们现如今的身份可是佣兵。
到时候只要去申请一个侦查任务，然后躲藏在战场附近寻找机会。
一看到沙洛佛克就冲上去以迅雷不及掩耳的速度干掉他。”
身为散塔林会探子的萨尔在一旁跟着怂恿道。
“你确定我们能打得过沙洛佛克？”
爱蒙语气中带着强烈的怀疑。
要知道在逃往的时候，双方可是在焰拳城堡门口碰过一次面。
结果沙洛佛克都没有亲自动手，光是他的手下就把小队成员打的屁滚尿流。
阿伯戴尔挥舞双手巨剑冲上去，结果被其一剑轻易逼退，就连魔法飞弹打在对方身上都没能造成什么明显的伤害。
作为一个还算有自知之明的女孩，爱蒙可不觉得直接突袭沙洛佛克是个明智的选择。
蒙塔罗不以为意的耸了耸肩膀：“事在人为！站在我们身后的可是散提尔堡大军，只要能拖住沙洛佛克，后续冲上来的士兵就能把这家伙团团围住群殴致死。”
不用问也知道，他和萨尔之所以如此积极就是得到了席曼蒙的指令，要让两个巴尔之子最终在战场上相遇。
但阿伯戴尔却对此一无所知，还以为队友是在给自己鼓劲，立刻咧开嘴笑着回应道：“你们说的有道理。事在人为！我就不相信沙洛佛克有多厉害。只要齐心协力，一定能让他为算计咱们付出鲜血和死亡的代价。”
“还有赏金！傅佐尔·钱伯瑞开出了三万金币的悬赏，要沙洛佛克的脑袋。”萨尔兴致勃勃的补充道。
“哈！这还真是个好消息！干掉沙洛佛克不仅能报仇雪恨，还能把我们之前损失的金币翻倍赚回来。”
阿伯戴尔兴奋的攥紧了拳头。
毕竟他可是对之前被席曼蒙狠狠宰了一刀的事情耿耿于怀。
眼见几人开始兴奋的讨论起如何杀死沙洛佛克、顺便赚上一大笔赏金，贾西拉颇为无奈的叹了口气，转过头问自己的丈夫：“亲爱的，你觉得我们这次应该如何选择？”
卡立德苦笑着摇了摇头，结结巴巴的回答：“我……我也不知道。但……但我们不能辜负葛立安的信任，至少要保护好他的养子。”
“你说得对。无论发生了什么，我们都不能辜负他的信任。”
说完这句话，贾西拉用力揉搓了两下脸颊，然后把目光投向跟随队伍很长一段时间的白熊幼崽——阿蒂奥。
她非常清楚，如果真发生了什么不可预料的情况，那么这头兽王和尚未露面的主人就是最后底牌。
随着散提尔堡和博德之门的局势越来越剑拔弩张，眼看着就要爆发最后的大决战，远在南方安姆的首都阿斯卡特拉，贸易同盟第一次全体成员议会正式在财富女神教会的主持下召开。
作为倡议者和背后的实际操控者，左思当着所有代表面的阐述了自己关于创造统一市场和货币的愿景。
最重要的是，他成功说服了所有人取消自己原本发行的货币，改用印着财富女神渥金侧脸的新货币体系。
包括大中小三种金币、两种铂金币、六种银币和四种铜币。
之所以会搞这么复杂，主要是为了细分每一种货币的重量和购买力。
防止出现交易过程中经常要把贵重金属金币剪城两半甚至更多的情况。
各加盟城镇看着由仆人送上来的样品，还有那精美的图案和联盟标记，都纷纷露出满意的表情。
至少在货币质量上，他们根本挑不出任何毛病。
有些人甚至怀疑，拿如此精美的铸币工艺用来制造廉价的防锈铜币是否有些太过于小题大做，又会不会亏本。
对此，左思只想说你们对于大规模工业化流水线的产能和压缩成本完全一无所知。
成本？
他在另外一个地球上买的全套铸币机器压根一分钱都没花，完全是由“热心”资本家、毒贩和军阀友情赞助。
维持日常运转的电能也来自于元素位面。
除了搭建电网的时候稍微花了点时间和物资，其余基本也没有需要用钱的地方。
至于人工费……
抱歉！
浮空城那边已经都用上了不需要休息、更无需支付工资的烁油全自动机器人和多功能即插即用的尸嵌生物。
就连原料都是免费从秘罗地时空搜刮来的。
左思付出的只是一些浮空城世界出产的一小部分粮食、水和畜牧业产品作为交换。
介于浮空城世界压根也没有多少人口，每年大片自动化农田收割得到的粮食根本连百分之一都吃不完，全部都堆积在仓库里存着。
这也是为什么他从不担心战争会导致巨龙海岸到博德之门大片土地荒芜最终引发饥荒。
只要左思愿意，随时都能提供足以养活整个费伦大陆所有智慧生物好几年的口粮。
另外，秘罗地时空不仅盛产各种各样的合金和魔法金属，像铜、金、银之类的普通金属纯度都非常高，挖出来基本就是百分之九十五以上。
矿石？
不好意思，这边直接就是高纯度的成品，稍微融化提炼一下就能直接投入使用。
而且在五个法术力核心太阳的照射下，所有金属资源都会源源不断的再生。
随便搞一点，都能轻而易举把一个使用贵重金属为基础货币的世界弄崩溃。
所以左思非常有底气的向所有人保证，会提供充足的货币供应确保金融流动性，同时在各个城镇建立财富女神渥金的教会，并提供包括借贷、异地存取等等一系列的服务。
等他完成讲话的时候，整个现场顿时掌声雷动。
不管是各城镇代表还是财富女神教会的人，都被这宏伟的蓝图所深深吸引，并从中看到了一片繁荣富有的景象。
事实上，随着越来越多的飞艇线路开通，已经有不少城镇享受到了它带来的巨大好处。
众所周知，在一个交通和生产力都极度落后的世界。
凡是跨地区交易的东西，往往都不可能是普通日常生活用品，而是必须要有高附加值的商品。
这就好像进入工业时代之前，地球上的欧洲殖民者乘船出海进行殖民扩张，主要是为了获取奢侈品一样。
只有那些体积小、价值高、便于储存、能在欧洲上流社会中卖出高价的东西才有资格被抬进船舱。
比如说丝绸、茶叶、瓷器、香料、黄金、白银、昂贵木材、皮草、宝石等等。
甚至就连臭名昭著的黑奴，在劳动力稀缺的美洲市场也是不折不扣的奢侈品，绝对不是普通底层人能买得起的。
一直到工业时代的到来，欧洲殖民的扩张才从最初仅仅是为了获取奢侈品在沿海占据几个港口和据点，迅速向获取原材料和市场进行转型。
不管是在全球范围内建立起日不落帝国的大英，还是因为占据了大片非洲殖民地被戏称为高卢乌鸡的法兰西，基本都是在这一时期才开始对殖民地进行建设、驻军、设立行政机构，逐渐将其彻底纳入自己的掌控。
但是现在，左思利用飞艇直接跳过了远距离交易只能是奢侈品的过程，硬生生把运输成本从天上给砸到了地上。
这也就意味着能从贸易同盟中受益的人，绝不仅仅是商人或者贵族，还有大量的普通民众。
高速的商品流通意味着会刺激生产积极性、创造财富和价值，最终实现经济繁荣目的。
代表纳西尔领主前来参加会议的无冬城第一圣武士——艾瑞贝斯在看完货币的样品后，立刻举起手提问道：“索斯阁下！如果以后货币都由联盟统一发放，那么我们以前靠铸币获取的税收缺口怎么办？”
“关于这一点请不必担心。
我们会在考察结束后，每年发放一笔钱给那些原本就有铸币能力的城镇作为补偿。
不过这笔钱并不是会一直发放下去，而是呈每年递减的趋势，直至最后完全取消。
因为我相信随着市场的繁荣和贸易增长，这点微不足道的缺口很快就会被越来越多的税金补齐。”
左思面带微笑的给出了解释。
Moreover, the larger the territory, the wider the influence, and the more prosperous the market of a regime, the more astonishing financial supplements it can obtain from seigniorage.
No town or country would be willing to give up the power to mint its own coins.
Therefore, Zuo Si directly chose to make an exchange of interests, first paying a sum of money to Neverwinter and Silvermoon Alliance in exchange for the loss of seigniorage.
As for Waterdeep...
The masked lords, guild leaders, and nobles were still arguing with each other and had not yet reached a consensus.
Hearing about the compensation, Eribes immediately nodded with satisfaction: "Thank you very much! I think I have no problem now."
"That's fine with me!"
"Me too!"
Alastor and Kuilu also expressed their opinions.
Especially the latter, who was a dark elf, caused quite a bit of confusion when she first appeared, until it was discovered that she was the chosen one of the Seven Sisters of the North, the chaos was finally resolved.
The rest, like the Prime Minister Shaud Tarowin who represented King Shane VII, and Eric, the nominal ruler of the Nelanther Islands and Luskan, were basically just yes-men.
No matter what Zuo Si said, their reaction was to applaud first, and then to praise and flatter him to the utmost, for fear that they would be too slow in flattering him.
Although Am's representative Vera did not flatter, her reactions were basically nodding in approval.
With all these powerful representatives agreeing, how could the small towns dare to object? Even if they were dissatisfied, they could only keep it to themselves.
"In that case, let's execute it according to this agreement."
As he spoke, Zuo Si handed the plan in his hand to the representative of the Church of the Goddess of Wealth, Waukeen.
The latter felt as if he had found a treasure and could not contain the ecstasy in his eyes.
Based on this plan alone, he can already see the increasing influence of his goddess throughout the West Coast.
After talking about economy and trade, Alustriel finally couldn't help but ask, "Sos, what do you think of the war that's breaking out in the north?"
"I will not take action until Baldur's Gate is defeated."
Zuo Si gave the answer calmly.
"What if we lose the Battle of Baldur's Gate?" Alustriel continued to ask.
Zuo Si smiled and replied: "If Baldur's Gate is defeated, I will send troops in the name of Amn to defeat the invaders of Zhentil Keep and liberate all the lands from Baldur's Gate to the Dragon Coast.
I believe you have seen it when you came here, Am has made full preparations.
We can strike a fatal blow to Fouchel Chamberlain at any time."
"And after this? Will Amn annex and rule the captured towns and villages?"
Eribes couldn't help but interrupt.
“It depends on the choice of local people.
If they need Amn to stay and provide protection and order, then we will certainly do our part.
But if they refuse, we will allow them to establish self-government.”
Zuo Si went straight to the point and spoke some high-sounding, ceremonial words.
Because of the cleansing of the Zhentil Keep army, the original ruling class of that land was either killed or became slaves and transported to the Moon Sea area to be sold.
After Fuzzol Chamberlain withdrew his troops, the remaining civilians had no idea how to form a power structure, or how to maintain order and law, and the country might fall into chaos at any time.
So there is no other choice except to join Amn and accept its rule.
If anyone can't figure it out, let Wilmes or Kurremos control their monsters to wander around the corresponding town and cause some minor damage. The other party will soon cry and kneel down, begging the Amn garrison not to leave.
“Well said!
Based on your broad-mindedness and magnanimity, as well as your respect for public opinion, on behalf of Neverwinter, I officially declare that I will stand on your side in the upcoming war.
We will then send 500 reinforcements to fight alongside Amn."
Eribes took the initiative to stand up and bow.
Perhaps because she was attending an important occasion, she did not wear the sturdy armor today, but a white low-cut long dress.
When you bend down, a different scenery suddenly appears.
Zuo Si obviously liked this “rich and generous” paladin lady and her straightforward character very much, and responded with a smile: “Thank you very much.
With Neverwinter joining us, it can demonstrate the solidarity of our trade alliance and our firm determination to resist invaders.
I personally look forward to working with you, Ms. Timaland.
After all, you are the most powerful and beautiful paladin in Neverwinter, and you have defended the glory of Tyr, the god of justice, more than once."
"You are so kind. It is my honor."
Eribes was obviously a little embarrassed by the compliment, and a faint blush appeared on her face.
There is no way! She is surrounded by a group of rigid, dogmatic and humorless members of the Church of the God of Justice.
When you meet a guy like Zuo Si who is "slippery" and good at guessing people's minds and playing with human nature, it's easy to be taken advantage of.
Moreover, Zuo Si knew very well that the current Eribes was not yet complete.
There is also a dark side hidden in her body that is completely opposite.
Two-Soul Vadalia!
This is Eribes's real name, and it is also a true reflection of her personality and soul.
Only when she embraces the darkness will she reveal her truest self.
After finishing the most important topics, Zuo Si quickly handed over the task of hosting and entertaining to the people from the Church of the Goddess of Wealth.
Just when he was about to find an opportunity to turn around and leave, he suddenly discovered that Elastro and Kuilu had been blocking the door for a long time.
Zuo Si, who had anticipated this situation, could not help but smile and shook his head. He walked up to them and asked in a slightly playful tone, "Two beautiful ladies, are you waiting for me?"
"What else? Is there another person in this venue who is worth our waiting? Of course, if you want to pursue Miss Eribes from Neverwinter, we don't mind waiting a little longer." Elastro chuckled and teased.
There was no doubt that Zuo Si was interested in Eribes, a paladin, and she was not surprised at all.
Because no one in this world can resist the amazing charm emanating from a holy warrior.
Even those evil people will be attracted by the kindness, justice and holiness they display.
Many nobles of the good camp even take pride in being able to pursue a paladin as their wife or husband.
“I’m pursuing Eribes?
This kind of joke is not allowed!
Others don't know my true identity, but you should know it best.
Besides, I just don't get along with stubborn paladins.
My feeling towards Eribes is not so much admiration as it is like I saw something special and couldn't help but want to collect it.
This is selfish possessiveness, not what you think of as love.”
After saying that, Zuo Si picked up a glass of juice from a waiter passing by, raised his head and drank it all in one gulp.
Having spoken so much at the podium just now, his mouth was already a little dry.
"Can you tell the difference between love and possessiveness?"
Aoi raised her eyebrows in surprise.
Because she has met many people in her life, but most of them can't tell the difference between the two.
Especially when the brain is affected by hormones, it is good enough to maintain a minimum level of sanity.
"Why not?"
Zuo Si put the empty cup back on the tray and shrugged.
“I think the most important thing for a person is to understand himself deeply, control himself, and satisfy himself appropriately.
What's more, do you think I'm a novice who has never been in a relationship?
No! You are wrong.
At least I have a formal girlfriend.
It’s just that she’s not in this world.”
"What? You're actually in a relationship! What's her name? What does she look like? How old is she? Is she human or some other species?"
Alustriel's voice suddenly rose an octave, and he asked a series of questions in one breath, while his eyes were filled with a blazing fire of gossip.
Because she originally thought that as a planeswalker, Zuo Si had some secret XP that was unknown to the public, so there had never been any rumors about him having any affair with the opposite sex.
Aoi Lu wasn't in a much better condition either, with an expression that said "go on" written all over her face.
"You're blocking me here just to pry into my privacy?"
The corners of Zuo Si's mouth twitched wildly and uncontrollably. He took two steps back to create a safe distance between himself and the two women.
“Cough cough cough…”
Alustriel also realized that his reaction just now was a bit problematic. He immediately coughed to ease the embarrassment and forced an explanation: "I am just curious. If you have time, why not bring your girlfriend to Silvermoon City for a visit? I really want to see what kind of girl you are interested in."
"If I have the chance, I will." Zuo Si said casually.
According to the original plan, he would not leave Faerun for other worlds until he had resolved the Son of Bhaal incident and the Eye of the Storm.
Seeing that Zuo Si didn't want to talk about this topic, Kui Lu immediately gave Alustriel a hint, and the latter immediately understood and changed the subject to ask tentatively: "Sos, you recently made a deal with the chief of the Red Robe Mage's Undead Faction - Sazastan, right?"
"Ah! Yes. I gave him an eye that was left behind by the incarnation of the storm god Talos in the material plane, and he paid two artifacts and a high-level magic item as a price."
Zuo Si did not hide anything and admitted it openly.
Because he caused such a big fuss, he had no intention of hiding it at all, and he was even mentally prepared to be visited by the Storm Queen Xinbu to question him.
"Why are you doing this? Don't you know how dangerous it is if the Eye of God falls into Sazastan's hands?" Kuilu questioned with a frown.
But Zuo Si shrugged nonchalantly: “Don’t worry, Sazastan can’t easily use the power of the Eye of the Storm, let alone use it to become a god.
In fact, I did some tricks when sealing the eye.
No matter who opens the seal, a terrible storm will be triggered, destroying everything within a five-kilometer radius.
And when the seal is broken, I can sense it and confirm its location immediately.
In addition, I have no intention of really handing over the Eye of the Storm to Sazastan, but I plan to find an opportunity to recycle it.
So you don't need to be so nervous, everything is still under my control."
"So... the whole thing was part of a plan? Did you deliberately leak the news so that Sazastan would continue to be attacked and harassed?"
Alastor instantly realized the truth behind this, and a look of horror flashed in his eyes.
She found it a little hard to accept that the young man in front of her actually treated Sazastan and his powerful red-robed wizards as pawns, manipulating and playing with them unscrupulously.
The most incredible thing is that Sazastan had no way to fight back and could only swallow the bitter fruit brought by greed.
Zuo Si nodded meaningfully: "The answer is yes.
I want to make Sazastan a tasty and tempting bait.
Let’s find out how many powerful people who aspire to become gods are hidden in this world.
Another point is to divert attention.
I'm about to start work on Baldur's Gate, and don't want any interference from any side.
With Sazastan as a target, many legendary wizards, including Elminster, would not waste their energy on continuing to pay attention to such trivial matters.
After all, compared to the Eye of Talos, the God of Storms, the change of ownership of a piece of land is nothing."
After hearing this, Kuilu and Elastro fell silent for a moment.
Because they had not expected that Zuo Si's chess game was so big. Whether it was the pattern, the means or the meticulousness of the thinking, it was far beyond the limits of what most people could imagine.
The most important thing is that even if you know the truth, it won’t change anything.
After a long silence, Alustriel finally couldn't help but sigh and break the silence: "Alas - Soth, don't you feel tired if you always maintain such high-intensity thinking and fighting spirit?"
"tired?
Why do I feel tired? On the contrary, I am enjoying it.
After all, struggle is the nature of all intelligent creatures.
Just like some people like playing chess, some like wrestling, some like horse racing, and some like fighting and war, their common essence is struggle.
People gain joy, satisfaction and a sense of accomplishment from winning a struggle.
Whether it is good or evil, order or chaos, the nature of struggle exists in the soul of every person.
Since we can't get rid of it, why not embrace it and enjoy it? Moreover, even if I stop, will other forces and potential enemies stop? The answer is obviously no.
So why don’t I just take the initiative and make them scramble first?”
Zuo Si narrowed his eyes, emitting a deep, dark and dangerous aura.
Different from many passive personalities who take the attitude of “I will not offend others unless they offend me”, he gradually developed a strong proactive personality during his continuous growth.
Like the passionate protagonists in many anime works, waiting for others to mess with you, and then being forced to fight back?
How is that possible!
Compared with defense, Zuo Si prefers to take the initiative to attack and stir up troubles, letting the enemy bear the troubles and losses.
In this way, the enemy will be trapped in the dilemma of continuous passive defense and will not be able to organize its forces to actively cause trouble.
“You really are…”
Kui Lu obviously didn't know what words to use to describe the young man in front of her.
Although there are many people on the continent of Faerun who are very keen on conspiracy and long-term struggles, some even deliberately create such an environment within the scope of their own control.
But Zuo Si was obviously the first one who was so aggressive.
Especially his endless tricks and wild thinking made him an extremely dangerous person.
At this moment, Kuilu finally understood why Elminster disliked Zuo Si and even wanted to be his enemy.
This kind of person who can stir up trouble, and who specializes in stirring up big trouble, is completely contrary to Elminster's character, who prefers peace and quiet, and would rather everything remain as it is.
Fortunately, both of them were restrained and kept the fight within a certain range, with no intention of expanding it further.
Otherwise, the Magic Goddess's electorate would most likely split into two and go their separate ways from then on.
(End of this chapter)
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