"Can you guarantee that Sazastan will be 100% unable to use the power of that eye to become a god?"
After a moment's silence, Alustriel finally asked the question that concerned him most.
There was no doubt that she was asking this on behalf of the Harper, Elminster, and Simb.
Because Silvermoon City and the Silvermoon Alliance are located north of the High Forest and west of the Anauroch Desert, they are separated from the Red Robe-ruled Cyre by almost two-thirds of the continent of Faerun.
There is basically no intersection between the two sides, let alone the possibility of direct conflict.
Many times in the eyes of the residents of Silvermoon City, the red-robed wizards of Sel are just a powerful evil force that is very far away from them and they need to be careful to guard against their infiltration, nothing more.
For them, the real danger always comes from the monsters in the surrounding mountains and primeval forests, evil dragons, the Dragon Cult, the Zhentarim, and the orc tribes that once wreaked havoc in the North.
Although compared with the voters of other gods, the voters of the Goddess of Magic are relatively united and often help each other when they encounter troubles.
For example, after Khelben quit the Harpers and founded his own intelligence organization, he still chose to cooperate with Elminster when he learned that Sazastan had obtained the Eye of the Storm.
But they each have their own stance.
Alustriel is interested in the stability and prosperity of Silvermoon City and the Silvermoon Alliance; Simbu is committed to preventing Agrallon from being invaded, conquered, and enslaved by Sel;
Khelben and Lyra guard Waterdeep and its surrounding areas to prevent ambitious evil men from usurping power; Dov Eaglehand, Storm Silverhand, and Hiron follow Elminster, either guarding in Shadowdale or handling various crises as leaders of the Harpers.
In addition, there is the current preacher wizard, Nomia Drathjud; the elven wizard, Sirince, who once taught Elminster magic and made a bet with Simb to see who could kill a hundred liches first (this wizard knows all the magic rituals of the high elves and created the true spell effects by himself. He can suppress the opponent in almost any spell duel. His true power is enough to rival arcane spellcasters above LV50, and is much stronger than the old Netheril people Iorum, Larloch, and Ovo, and can even be called the strongest mortal in Faerun);
A moon elf wizard who exists in the form of a soul - Abri Arofan; nicknamed "the Silent Chosen One", he served as a preacher for nearly twenty years, accepting countless challenges during this period without losing a single time, but eventually he voluntarily resigned because he was too lonely due to being invincible and became the Chosen One - Ovari Tasandre (according to the early inheritance rules of preacher mages, in order to obtain this position, one must defeat or kill the current preacher. The fact that he was able to remain undefeated for nearly twenty years shows how powerful he is).
In short, the number of voters created by the second-generation magic goddess Mystra is quite large, and this does not include those who have died or are missing.
For example, there was the Sun Elf mage Rusta Oglemir, who was said to be the most beautiful and charming of all the Chosen Ones. She was captured in the Battle of Myth Drannor, and she resolutely triggered the Silver Flame to self-destruct and die together with the enemy. Her ultimate life and death was unknown.
It can even be said that if these voters could be gathered together, no mortal force in the current continent of Faerun would be able to match them.
Even the great arcanists left over from the Netheril era were only able to be pinned to the ground.
But unfortunately, due to differences in positions and concepts, most of these voters are busy with their own affairs on weekdays, and occasionally fierce arguments and confrontations break out.
The two most serious ones were the blatant betrayals by Sammaster, the founder of the Cult of the Dragon, and another wizard named Nadrasen.
Since becoming the elect of the current Magic Goddess, Zuo Si naturally knew the general details of this group and replied with a smile: "For things like this, no one can be 100% sure, and I am no exception.
After all, the real owner of that eye is Talos, the god of storms.
As a powerful deity of chaotic evil, no one could predict whether he would suddenly intervene.
So I can't give you any guarantees, I can only say do my best.
What's more, even if Sazastan succeeds in becoming a god, what can he do? At best, he is just a demigod with weak divine power.
There are countless gods in the world of Toril, and one more or one less would not make any difference.
And when Sazastan successfully became a god, he would no longer be able to firmly control the most powerful forces within Sel and the Red Robe Wizards like he does now.
It will inevitably split internally and fall back into the chaotic situation of several hundred years ago.
So I think there is nothing to worry about.
If Elminster thinks that my handling of the matter is problematic, he can just bring his men to my house and take the eye back."
"You won't interfere?"
Alustriel probed with an uncertain tone.
"If Elminster gets it, I won't interfere. But if the eye falls into the hands of others, I will choose an appropriate time to retrieve it."
Zuo Si expressed his position very clearly.
Because he knew that even if Elminster brought his Harp leaders and his voters to attack and take back the Eye of the Storm, there would be no good way to deal with it, and he might become the target of public criticism.
In other words, no matter who gets this eye now, he will put himself in danger and must always guard against sudden attacks from unknown enemies.
In this regard, Sazastan can be said to have deep experience.
Ever since the news that he held the Eye of the Storm spread, he had been attacked hundreds of times in just a few days.
Although most of them were just tests and did not cause much damage, they still caused panic among the people.
Not to mention settling down to do research, Sazastan and his plastic ally Erinikas didn't even dare to rest for a long time. They all relied on wishing to restore their spell slots.
Generally speaking, if a normal person finds that something in his hand has become a hot potato, his subconscious reaction should definitely be to throw it away and let the enemies hiding in the darkness fight for it.
He just sat on the sidelines, watched the show, and reaped the benefits.
But the problem is that the eye of the storm is meant to make a mortal into a god.
The value and benefits it represents are so huge that even if you know it is a trap, you can't help but want to take a gamble.
To some extent, Sazastan has been caught in a difficult situation.
There is absolutely no way this guy would give up this close chance to become a god, and he would not hand over the Eye of the Storm to anyone.
Because he had no guarantee that once this thing fell into someone else's hands, he would still have a chance to get it back.
Erinikas formed an alliance with Sazastan because he realized that the latter would not trust the Eye of the Storm to anyone else and would choose to keep it himself.
All you need to do is keep a close eye on this lich and wait for your chance to act.
"Okay, I think I see what you mean."
Alustriel nodded slightly and ended the topic decisively.
After all, she didn't really support Elminster's actions in the first place, and she had done her best by helping to convey a message.
As for the conflict between the two, let's just wait and see.
Zuo Si shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly, turned his gaze to Kui Lu and reminded her, "Madam, since the war is about to begin, I hope you and the followers of the goddess Eilistraee will be prepared. You know, this is related to whether you can be recognized and accepted by the residents of the entire surface world."
"Don't worry. I have gathered a dark elf army of thousands of people, ready to serve you at any time. We will use practical actions to prove that we are different from those evil compatriots in the Underdark."
Kuilu gave a solemn promise.
Thanks to the cruel elimination in the dark elf society, most of the drow who can survive to adulthood (around 110 years old) are basically qualified warriors, thieves, mages, warlocks and priests.
Moreover, their combat and killing experience is often much stronger than that of surface races of the same level.
Because in the teachings of the Spider Goddess Rose, waste is not worthy of living and wasting food. Most of them are either sent to be cruelly sacrificed, or are killed by their brothers, sisters, and so-called "friends".
A dark elf army of one thousand people can be used as an elite human army of five thousand or even ten thousand people.
Especially at night, their stealth capabilities, honed through rigorous training, can cause panic and chaos in the enemy's camp with just a single surprise attack.
“棒极了！经过这次战争之后，我应该就能完成对伊莉丝翠女神的承诺，给所有愿意做出改变的卓尔一个可以安居乐业的家园。”
说罢，左思冲两位美丽的女性选民单手抚胸略微欠了欠身，很快便转身消失在会场外满的街道上。
看着他渐渐远去的背影，葵露忍不住问了一句：“你觉得索斯跟伊尔明斯特之间的争斗谁会赢？”
艾拉斯卓苦笑着回应道：“如果是以前，我会毫不犹豫站在伊尔明斯特这边，因为他已经无数次证明过自己。
但是现在……
我觉得索斯的赢面显然要更大一些。
转过身扫一眼会场内那些占据了整个西海岸差不多五分之四重要城镇的代表，还有他们脸上洋溢的笑容，你就能知道包括贸易同盟在内的一系列举措有多么得人心。
没有谁会拒绝让自己的生活变得越来越好、越来越富裕。
同样也没人不希望故乡变得繁荣且充满希望。
更何况索斯带来的改变可不仅仅只是财富，同时还有社会层面、思想和观念上的冲击。
他在撬动这片土地上延续了几百乃至数千年传统的贵族和领主制度，试图建立一个前所未有的庞大统一国家。
你以前都在幽暗地域活动，并不知道安姆的首都阿斯卡特拉的街道以前有多么腐败、混乱。
但是现在，这座城市在索斯的手中不仅重新换发了生机，而且还在变得越来越公平、越来越让人有安全感。
尤其是在码头区、大桥区和贫民区进行的整改，以及拔地而起的高楼都让我有点认不出了。
而这才仅仅只是一两个月之内发生的变化。
毫无疑问，他是一个非常有能力的优秀统治者，至少比我要优秀得多。
他永远知道民众最迫切需要的东西是什么，然后在一定程度上予以满足。
与能够给民众带来实际利益和好处的索斯相比，伊尔明斯特的观念太过于守旧。
最重要的是，竖琴手同盟也许是费伦大陆最出色的间谍、探子和刺客，可以在关键时刻站出来力挽狂澜阻止邪恶入侵。
但他们却从来都不是合格的统治者跟建设者，根本无法给普通人带来切实的好处。”
葵露若有所思的点了点头：“你说的有道理。对于一名统治者而言，能力的确要远比阵营重要得多。不过听起来，你似乎对伊尔明斯特和竖琴手的未来感到相当悲观？”
艾拉斯卓微微叹了口气解释道：“你不明白索斯的为人。
如果他下定决心摧毁竖琴手，那么绝对不会是单纯的清理、围剿和杀戮。
而是从根源上抹除掉竖琴手存在的根基与合理性，摧毁其意识形态、价值观，同时在精神层面上予以毫不留情的重创。
伊尔明斯特的年纪已经不小了，心态也随着年龄的增加而变得愈发衰老。
眼睁睁看着自己花费数百年时间创立的组织在极短时间内崩溃、瓦解，我担心他可能承受不了那样的打击。”
“那你的意思是……”
葵露抬起头注视着自己的姐妹。
“我的意思是尽量保持与索斯的亲密关系，并在需要的时候站出来让双方达成一个协议，结束他们之间的冲突。”
艾拉斯卓没有掩饰什么，大大方方说出了自己的想法。
简单来说就是给这场冲突上一个保险。
“没问题！我非常乐意和你站在同一边。而且伊莉丝翠也非常希望我能接近索斯，对他有一个更深入的了解。”
葵露稍加思索后很快便答应下来。
就这样，七姐妹中的两个人私下里达成了攻守同盟，紧跟着返回会场去享受由财富女神渥金教会提供的美酒跟美食。
按照计划，她们会在阿斯卡特拉逗留三天，与其他城镇代表商讨关于贸易和未来产业布局的具体事宜。
除此之外，还有跟兰檀岛，以及工匠与工艺之神贡德相互合作的部分。
在左思的牵线搭桥下，整个西海岸正在逐步把技术、资源和市场结合到一起，开启一个全新的时代。
由于费伦大陆尚未发生过资本主义革命，所以暂时还没有任何人知道这些看上去对所有人都有利的合作意味着什么。
但财富女神渥金却已经预见到了自己即将晋升为强大神力的未来景象。
此时此刻，她正站在巴托地狱第九层超级赛博朋克城市的一栋巨型大厦顶层，居高临下欣赏着外面纸醉金迷的放纵画面，还有那无数凡人和魔鬼对于交易和赚取财富的渴望，不由得微微抿起嘴角赞叹道：“一切都可以交易！一切都可以买卖！这简直就是我理想中最完美的国度。亲爱的索斯，你还真是从来都不让我感到失望呢。”
“伟大的女神，按照您的吩咐，我们已经花钱买下了这座大厦，还有周边其他一些土地和店铺。”
一名等级很高的女性祈并者单膝跪地向自己的神祇汇报。
“很好！立刻抽调人手把这里经营起来，以扩大我在这座城市的影响力，争取让更多的凡人乃至魔鬼都成为我的信徒。”渥金头也不回的吩咐道。
“明白！我已经安排好了，最多三天之内，这里就会成为一片繁华的闹市区，提供各种各样的商品和服务。”
女性祈并者信誓旦旦的给出保证。
毕竟财富女神的国度中别的没有，能力出众的商人那可真是一抓一大把。
他们只要来到这个位面熟悉一下商业环境，很快就能混得如鱼得水。
听到这句话，渥金脸上顿时浮现出满意的表情，同时继续叮嘱道：“记住，我们的最终目的不是为了赚取财富，而是要在这座巨大的城市中拥有影响力和话语权。
所有赚到的利润，全部都给我投入到广告和资助那些有潜力成为议员和官僚的魔鬼身上。
五年之内，我要掌握这座城市至少十分之一的舆论媒体，拥有能够在议会中为我们争取利益的政客。
如此一来，那些来自其他位面的旅行者和冒险者就会把我的名字带回去，进而将信仰扩张到其他位面。”
“如您所愿，伟大的女神。”
祈并者显然感受到了渥金宏伟的计划，还有那日益膨胀的野心。
这位财富女神已经不再满足于只做费伦的财富女神，而是要以第九层为跳板进军整个宇宙其他物质位面，就像知识之神欧格玛一样。
就在渥金考虑着要如何利用规则来实现这一目标时，两个来自费伦大陆的消息突然引起了她的注意。
其中一个不用问也知道，就是正在阿斯卡特拉召开的贸易同盟会议。
而另外一个则是在桑比亚突然爆发的粮食危机。
是的！
在持续了很长一段时间的无限量低价粮食倾销，反复确认将这个国家粮食种植彻底摧毁之后，伯纳德终于开启了贸易战争的第二阶段。
他先是结束了继续卖出粮食的操作，直接带着安姆的商人们换了个身份，前往另外一座城市一边出售最受欢迎的奢侈品、一边用手头掌握的资金收购粮食。
最开始的时候，桑比亚的寡头们还以为这是哪来的傻子，居然用如此高的价格收购便宜到根本不值钱的谷物，纷纷把手头的粮食一股脑打包卖掉，然后再去其他城市收购来赚取差价。
结果才没过多久，粮食价格就开始不受控制的飞涨。
当秋收的时候各个城镇这才惊讶的发现，原来受到之前的低粮价冲击，整个桑比亚都没有人种植粮食，而是全部改成了棉花、亚麻、甘蔗、葡萄、红花、茜草等经济作物。
掌握着大片土地的贵族和庄园主自然不用多说，肯定是什么赚钱种什么。
而那些靠种粮为生小的自耕农则因为之前大批大批的破产导致土地基本都被有钱人兼并了，种什么根本由不得自己，只能听从主人的命令，结果也没有种植粮食。
这也就意味着到明年的这个时候，整个桑比亚都不会有哪怕一丁点的粮食入库。
更要命的是，由于之前伯纳德开出的收购价格很高，因此不少地方都直接把仓库里的存粮清空了，准备迎接今年的新粮入库。
所以桑比亚不出意外的陷入了饥荒。
而越是出现这种情况，各个家族就越是想要囤积粮食从中狠狠地赚上一笔，根本不会考虑普通民众的死活。
谷物、面粉之类的价格在短短不到半个月的功夫就上涨了五十倍，而且丝毫没有停下来的意思。
不少原本就生活在社会最底层的穷人甚至就连掺了木屑和杂草的黑面包都吃不起，只能沦为乞丐或是加入犯罪团伙靠抢劫、偷窃为生。
尽管急速恶化的治安状况让作为统治阶级的寡头们意识到情况不妙，纷纷派出船队想要去科米尔或是其他地方收购以抑制粮价蹿升。
But the problem is that Bernard, who is proficient in business, would never give the other party such an opportunity. He had already sent people to purchase grain from surrounding areas such as Cormier, Tumis, and Hantu, and raised the price to a very high level.
This directly aroused the vigilance of local rulers, and they issued orders to ban the outflow of grain.
The worst hit was the Valley, which was hit hardest because it had no unified country or regime, and its economic and trade capabilities were extremely weak.
Finally, under the operation of huge capital, the oligarchic rule of Sambia finally collapsed completely.
As large numbers of civilians began to rise up under the threat of hunger and death, the layout that had been planned with great effort finally began to take effect.
In particular, those rebel leaders who were supported with food and weapons swept through the surrounding areas in a very short period of time, and even captured one or two towns.
The angry people dragged out all the nobles and merchant oligarchs, including their male family members, and hanged them, and used young and beautiful female family members and servants as tools to vent their anger and desires.
In an instant, violence, panic and chaos swept across Sambia, and even the Kingdom of Cormyr had to mobilize troops to the border to prevent the riots from spreading to its own territory.
In the face of such a disaster, the reaction of the oligarchs and businessmen can be imagined. Of course, they would try to sell their properties close to the riot areas at the lowest possible price, minimizing the losses as much as possible.
Otherwise, once the place is occupied by the "mob", I'm afraid I won't be able to get even a penny.
At this time, Bernard and the Am merchant group behind him finally started to take action, acquiring large tracts of land, manors, castles, workshops, mines, woodlands, and artworks, crafts, high-end furniture, etc. that had no time to be transported away at almost no cost.
There is no doubt that this is a kind of legal plunder and also a feast for capital.
Without any military action, the people of Amn destroyed their greatest competitor in Faerûn through commercial means alone.
No! Not only did they disintegrate and destroy, they also managed to take control of the country.
Whatever the outcome of this civil war, Sembia will become a puppet of Amn.
Because after the war, the locals will find it unbelievable that everything they originally owned has become the property of the latter.
Moreover, the entire process of acquiring wealth and resources is a fair and open transaction that does not violate any laws.
Obviously, this bloodless war refreshed the cognition of the goddess of wealth, Waukeen, and made her realize that there is still a lot of potential to be tapped in terms of wealth and trade.
So she used her divine power to send a signal to Zuo Si who was far away in Askatla.
About two or three minutes later, Zuo Si opened the portal and appeared next to the goddess out of thin air. He asked in a slightly puzzled tone: "You called me here from afar, is there something important?"
"Did you plan this operation in Sembia?"
As he said this, there was a gleam of great excitement in Woking's eyes.
"Ah! So that's what it is.
Yes, I planned it.
The Council of Six of Amn wanted my help in eliminating the threat from Sembia, so I gave them an idea.
But then I put that behind me when I decided to replace them and build a West Coast empire.
But now it seems that Bernard is doing a good job.
If the merchants of Amn finally succeed in controlling Sembia, I can then block Cormyr's ties with the outside world by land and sea, forcing it to sign some treaty and join the trade alliance."
Zuo Si touched his chin and explained with interest.
From Baldur's Gate to the Dragon Coast and then to Sembia, he has inadvertently expanded his sphere of influence to the Vale, Elminster's hometown.
I wonder what kind of expression the great sage of Shadow Valley would have when he came back from a trip outside and found that his house was almost robbed.
It’s fun just thinking about it…
Especially the chaos and disaster caused by the economy cannot be calmed down in a short period of time.
The impact it causes will last for a long time and may even reshape the cognition, thinking and behavioral habits of people in this area.
Obviously, the chess piece that was randomly placed at the beginning is now exerting a destructive power far beyond expectations.
Whether it was the previous dumping of grain that made it impossible for Cormyr to send troops, or the current collapse of Sembia's rule, it fully demonstrated that economic means can produce far better results in the continent of Faerun than armed invasion.
Because in this world, the ruling structures of most countries are in a primitive and backward state, there are no decent statistical data at all, and they don’t even know how much they have produced in various aspects.
Even food, an important material that determines whether a country can continue to operate stably, is not in the hands of the government, but in the hands of nobles and businessmen.
This is why the oligarchs who ruled Sambia only realized at the last moment that they had no food left.
"It's a very clever method! It provides me with some new ideas and inspirations." Wojin praised generously.
Zuo Si smiled modestly and shook his head: "It's not that brilliant, at best it's just a low-level use of capital.
In my hometown, similar operations are everywhere.
There are also more advanced currencies, bonds, insurance, futures and other more complex financial systems.
And in my opinion, the essence of trade is plunder.
Behind those transactions that seem to be consensual, there is nothing more than the party with more advanced technology exploiting the party with less advanced technology.
Take an ordinary iron sword that is worth a few gold coins in the continent of Faerun. It can be exchanged for almost the same weight of gold, a small bag of gems, or a whole box of cocoa beans in the Maztec continent across the sea.
Because the metal smelting technology of the indigenous people of the Maztec continent was very backward.
In their view, iron products are rare and powerful weapons, and they are willing to exchange them for everything they have.
Once they had enough weapons and armor, they could wage war on other tribes or city-states and plunder more things and land.
Many tribal leaders even took the initiative to persuade the merchants of Amn to accept slaves as commodities, and even offered very low prices for them.
But due to strong opposition from the paladins of the Order of the Burning Heart, the slave trade was eventually banned completely.
In the end, it was the port manager who purchased the slaves and granted them the status of free people and land, so that they could slowly repay the money for their redemption through labor.
So trade itself can be a powerful double-edged sword.
It can create conflicts, provoke wars and civil unrest, and gain astonishing benefits from them.
But if these methods are used too much or too frequently, they may backfire and hurt yourself.
Sambia is just a small experiment I did, and it seems to be working well now."
"Trade, capital, plunder, weapons, war?"
Wakin seemed to understand something, and a terrifying golden light burst out of his pupils. After a full minute, he smiled and said, "You have provided a good idea. I should not limit my ministry to trade, money, and wealth. Instead, I should further develop capital, monopoly, economic war, commercial plunder..."
“A wise choice.
As the goddess of business, you should never be neutral, but should lean towards evil.
A kind person simply cannot become a successful businessman.
Only those who abandon morality, conscience and bottom line, are willing to do anything for the pursuit of profit, and whose hearts are full of greed and desire, can stand out in the cruel business competition.
While business, wealth, and trade themselves do not have obvious good or evil tendencies, the most successful businessmen are inevitably evil.
Otherwise they would never have been able to accumulate such huge wealth.
Moreover, business and trade must have a certain order to be maintained.
Therefore, lawful evil is the alignment you should present to the world in the future."
Zuo Si sincerely explained his views to the goddess in front of him.
There is no doubt that he is trying to change the absolutely neutral camp of Waukeen.
The reason is very simple. The absolutely neutral goddess of wealth does not conform to the characteristics of the business community at all.
Perhaps there are honest and kind businessmen in this world, but they are absolutely rare, and you may not be able to find one among a hundred.
In addition, such businessmen usually cannot survive long in an environment full of intrigues and deceptions. They will be bankrupted by various means and eventually become penniless paupers.
As for the saying that good people will be rewarded, most of the time it is just self-consolation of the weak, but the reality is just the opposite.
The vast majority of businessmen, especially the big businessmen who have formed monopolies, without exception, exude evil from their pores.
As for whether it is lawful evil or neutral evil, it depends on one's growth experience.
Zuo Si himself had secretly released faction detection on some occasions, and found that among Amn’s ruling class and upper society, there was not even a neutral person, let alone a good one.
Therefore, he felt that if the Goddess of Wealth wanted to expand her influence and gain complete recognition from the business community, it was necessary for her to lean towards evil.
"Lawful Evil..."
Wakin fell into deep thought for a moment.
After about two or three minutes, she raised her head and responded, "I will seriously consider your suggestion. However, changing camps is not an easy thing. I need to expand the scale of the evil camp's believers first."
“Please don’t worry about this.
With the establishment of a trade alliance and the expansion of commerce throughout the west coast, it is only a matter of time before you gain a large number of Lawful Evil followers.
Because this will be a period of the rise of capital and also an era of rapid growth of wealth.
Countless people will do anything to pursue a better life and gain more wealth.
Their greed and evil will become the best nourishment for you to grow yourself.
Once you have officially stepped into a powerful divine power, you should be able to convert your camp.
In addition, I will prepare a place for you in the ninth level of hell to build your own kingdom.
I believe that in the near future, we will have more and deeper cooperation.”
Zuo Si had obviously arranged everything long ago and calmly put forward his plan.
"Haha, it's reassuring to have you as an ally. Well, let's end today's conversation here. If I don't leave now, the hell demons over there will be anxious to death."
After saying that, Wojin winked playfully, then turned into a streak of golden light and disappeared on the spot.
Just one second later, the huge portal opened instantly, and a tall and strong hell demon appeared out of thin air, with a flattering smile on his face. He took the initiative to bend down and bowed deeply, and greeted loudly in an exaggerated tone and action: "Great master!
Supreme Master! Generous and merciful Master! Please allow your most faithful servant Usiah to congratulate you.
When I first met you, I knew you would achieve something unimaginable.
In particular, the darkness and evil nature emanating from your soul is absolutely superior to all demons except the Lord of Hell.
It turns out I was right.
Not long after, at the invitation of Asmodeus, you became the lord of the ninth level of Baator Hell, the crown prince second only to the emperor!
Your legendary experience and name resound throughout the universe, and it can be said that everyone knows about it.
Not being able to witness all of this with my own eyes is truly the greatest regret and pain of my life.
Master, allow me to kiss your boots and take my place in your court.
After all, whether in terms of seniority or loyalty, I am better than those guys who came later, right? "
In the end, this devil who was Zuo Si's pet, Usea, finally revealed his true purpose.
Obviously, he had learned about what happened in Baator through some channels a long time ago, and was also shocked that his master could become a level lord and a unique form of the great devil.
But soon, this shock turned into ecstasy.
Because in Usea's view, since his master has become a great devil, it should be natural to bring him back to the organization of hell, or even to appoint him as the chief steward of the palace.
He couldn't help but tremble with excitement at the thought of his ability to leap from a mere little devil to the most powerful devil in hell.
After all, it is very common in Baator Hell for one person to achieve success and everyone around him to benefit from it.
Every great devil will promote his own confidants to important positions.
Unfortunately, what Usia expected did not happen.
After becoming the lord of the ninth level, Zuo Si seemed to have forgotten him and never even contacted him.
This undoubtedly made him feel very sad, painful and desperate.
I didn't even have the heart to play games with those mortals. My mind was filled with thoughts on how to flatter them the next time they met and try to get a better position.
Now that he had the chance, he naturally spared no effort in flattery. He did not have any of the dignity of a hellish devil at all. Instead, he acted like a lackey.
"Get away! Stop smearing your disgusting saliva on my boots!"
Zuo Si kicked his magical pet in annoyance.
He was a little confused as to why other demons' personalities and ways of thinking would change after they were promoted to the Hell Demon Refiners, but his own demon pet was still shrouded in a lowly and vulgar temperament.
Especially the iconic fly rubbing hand action, which is exactly the same as when he was a little devil.
"Hey! So you agree?"
Uthea quickly got up from the ground with a playful smile.
"What is the current situation in Sambia?"
Zuo Si neither agreed nor refused, but raised a question.
Usea replied without hesitation: “Everything is going as you expected.
Especially on the rebel side, many adventurers, mercenaries and church organizations have joined, and now they are everywhere, defeating the oligarchic armies.
Many cities could only close their gates to barely protect themselves, and the entire country had been divided into countless small pieces that were unable to support each other.
In addition, I also noticed that a dark guard named Celul Dark Hope was recruiting troops in your name and had captured several towns.
She had stockpiled a lot of weapons and food before this, so her power expanded very quickly."
"What? Selul Anji stockpiled food in advance!"
Zuo Si was stunned for a moment.
He thought that the church founded by this fallen paladin would suffer heavy losses in this turmoil, or even be completely destroyed.
"Yes! This woman is quite extraordinary.
With limited information, he was able to determine that civil unrest was imminent in Sambia, and therefore made a lot of preparations.
When the situation got out of control, she quickly raised an army and occupied the largest granary nearby, slaughtered all the local nobles and merchants, distributed rations to the local poor who could not afford food, and then recruited young and middle-aged men from them as soldiers.
At present, Selul Anji has an army of nearly three thousand people under his command, and is sweeping across the south at a very fast speed.
If you hadn't come unexpectedly, I would have gone to talk to her."
Usia told all the information he had.
In his opinion, if this woman is truly a believer of the master, then the difficulty of controlling Sambia will plummet.
As long as we give them a little bit of food and win over the poor people who make up the absolute majority of the country, the remaining oligarchic merchants entrenched in the cities and castles will not be a problem at all.
(End of this chapter)