It was built three or four hundred years after the collapse of the Shane Empire, when the entire Kalinshan was at its most chaotic and disorderly, with various ambitious people, warlords, monsters, and leaders of thieves' guilds taking turns to ascend the stage of power.
It is said that the supreme ruler at that time was afraid of being assassinated and did not dare to live in the palace. Therefore, he ordered the slaves to build such a strong castle to ensure the safety of himself and his family.
Unfortunately, the builder of the castle, like all those in power during that time, eventually died from a dagger in the back, accidentally drank poisoned wine or ate spiked food, and was then replaced by a new ambitious person.
Later, as the Entangled Symbol began to secretly control everything in Port Calim, the situation gradually stabilized.
The castle gradually changed from a refuge for rulers to a prison for the most vicious criminals and political enemies.
Since these people posed too great a threat to the rule, it was impossible to get rid of them by demoting them to slavery and selling them off; that would be tantamount to letting a tiger return to the mountains.
Therefore, the impregnable Fort Larhorn, with only one narrow passage leading to the outside world, naturally became the ideal place for detention.
The jailer in charge of guarding this place doesn't even need to go in to check the situation. He just needs to open the iron bars and throw the prisoners in from the entrance, and basically doesn't have to worry about the rest.
There are many ogres, trolls, fire giants, orcs imprisoned inside, as well as some giant spiders and resurrected undead creatures that were thrown in intentionally.
Therefore, ordinary prisoners usually do not live long and soon become a source of food for the former.
Even if they managed to survive, within a few days they would be driven by intense hunger and kill other living prisoners, eating their flesh and drinking their blood.
After all, the jailers here would not provide any food or water to the prisoners, so they could only search and hunt in the maze-like underground castle.
For a long time, Fort Larhorn was the most feared place by the residents of Calimport.
There was even a rumor that in the huge maze under the castle, there was already a considerable army of demons and undead, which could rush up and start killing at any time.
But this situation came to an end with the restoration of King Sean VII.
He directly dispatched a large number of undead creatures to kill all the monsters and crazy prisoners who had been distorted beyond human form. He also ordered people to transform the huge underground part into a heavily guarded super-large prison.
When the slave liberation movement was launched, there were more than 7,000 prisoners imprisoned here at its peak. All of them were former nobles, slave owners, wealthy businessmen, leaders of the thieves guild and their loyal subordinates.
With their excellent torture skills, the interrogators easily obtained the hidden properties of these guys, and then confiscated and expropriated them all, turning them into one of the sources of funds for Sean VII's foreign wars.
Later, as the original ruling structure was destroyed and new order and laws were established, there was no longer any value in keeping these prisoners.
Shane VII directly released a legendary magic, transforming them all into undead creatures with a certain level of intelligence, including ghouls, wights, vengeful spirits, demon souls, etc.
Most of them were made into summoned creature cards for the planeswalkers, and only a very few were left to continue patrolling the dark prison.
Any prisoner thrown in here who dares to try to escape from prison will be hunted down by these omnipresent undead and eventually be brutally killed and become one of them.
Later, when the West Coast Empire was established, Zuo Si acquired ownership of this place and simply handed it over to the judicial department to detain death row and serious criminals.
Today, Fort Larchorn holds approximately 1,700 prisoners.
One thousand of them were thrown in during the reign of King Sean VII, and another seven hundred were thrown in after Zuo Si came to power.
But just a few days ago, two or three hundred people were suddenly thrown in here, of which about 70% were men and about 30% were women.
Especially the several beautiful, young and pretty female bards who exuded amazing charm all over their bodies, which immediately drove the male creatures who had been holding back for a long time and could not find a chance to vent into madness.
Suddenly, all around the former's cell, there were all kinds of dirty words, teasing, and even people simply took off their clothes and pants to do "needlework"...
Anyway, there is nothing these guys who are almost going crazy can't do, except what you can't think of.
Since the people imprisoned are basically either murderers, rapists, or devil believers who are crazy about sacrificing people, one can imagine how aggressive and psychologically dark they are.
Add to that the cold negative energy emanating from the bodies of the undead jailers who occasionally passed through the corridors, and the naked and undisguised hatred for the living in their eyes. A normal person would probably collapse completely after just a few days.
The civilians who were incited to join the riots were completely frightened by this horrific environment. They huddled in the corner, shivering and crying.
As long as there was a living person guarding by, they would immediately rush up and beg loudly, saying that they knew they were wrong and would never do it again.
Unfortunately, it's not the paladins of the Order of the Burning Heart who are in charge here, but the merciless tyrannical god of the Church of Bane, and the followers of the sadistic goddess Lovita who are in charge of interrogation, torture and torture.
Now you know you are afraid to beg for mercy?
What have you been doing so far?
If it was someone from Bane's church, they would kick the prisoner back directly.
The followers of Lovita would open the door with a smile and take them to the nearby torture chamber to torture them until they became delirious and incontinent while wailing in pain, and only then would they be satisfied and release them.
After a few days, this group of rioters who had previously clamored to cause trouble began to "repent" and even cursed the bards who instigated them.
Similarly, the bards involved in this incident had never expected that the West Coast Empire would react so quickly, and had absolutely no intention of taking legal action, so that the defense lawyers hired in advance at a high price were useless.
What’s even more frightening is that they are now completely cut off from the outside world and have no idea whether their employers will rescue them as promised, let alone whether their plans to bribe officials will succeed.
Several young and beautiful female bards had obviously begun to sense what might happen next, and their faces remained extremely pale without a trace of blood.
In the midst of tension, panic and despair, these guys finally saw Arthur Mel, who personally led the team to capture them.
As a dark guard of a very high professional level, the terrifying evil aura emanating from him alone caused the temperature of the surrounding environment to drop by five degrees Celsius.
Without further ado, Asemel said to the fifty-year-old male wizard beside him, "I'll give you five minutes. After five minutes, I want to know the detailed list of their employers. Is that ok?"
"Of course, no problem. For someone like me who specializes in enchantment, it's as easy as eating and drinking water."
The old wizard grinned into a playful smile and quickly began to chant incantations to cast spells.
When the bards realized that he was going to probe the memories and thoughts of everyone present, their faces suddenly became extremely ugly, and the leader even wanted to try to cast a spell to counter.
But unfortunately, he apparently forgot that he was wearing magic-forbidden shackles on his hands.
Not long after, the old wizard finished the spell and took out a pen and paper and wrote about a dozen names on it, as well as the forces behind them.
Asemel took it and quickly glanced at it, then nodded with satisfaction. "Well done, this is almost the same result as our previous interrogation. It looks like we can report to His Majesty Soth now."
"What about the favor you promised me?"
There was a gleam of anticipation in the old wizard's eyes.
"You can pick one now. Anyway, these guys have been sentenced to death. I can let you make use of them within my authority."
Arthur Mel shrugged nonchalantly.
Upon hearing these words, the prisoners in the cell were instantly in an uproar and rushed to the iron bars, shouting heart-wrenchingly.
"No! You must be lying! We were merely instigated, and we are not guilty of death. It is those bards who should be damned."
"That's right! You can't do this to me! We have to go to court, see a judge, and hire a lawyer to defend us."
"I protest! You are abusing lynching!"
…
Admiring the ugly appearance of these thugs exposed in fear, Arthurmel showed a cruel smile on his face and said meaningfully: "Sorry to disappoint you.
This is not a lynching, but a direct order from His Majesty the Emperor of the Empire.
Not only will you be publicly executed, but your parents, brothers, children, spouse and other immediate family members will also be implicated and sent to mines or quarries to do hard labor for the rest of their lives.
His Majesty the Emperor wants to use you as an example to warn everyone in the empire of the consequences of attempting to disrupt order and law through riots.
Want to replicate the riots in other city-states or even countries in the empire to force the government to make concessions? You obviously know nothing about the character and style of the Emperor.
He would rather launch a purge, killing thousands of people, letting blood flow like rivers and corpses pile up like mountains, than make the slightest compromise.
So you made a bad choice and now you have to start paying the price for your actions.”
"No!!!!!!"
A young man who had originally been full of hope suddenly sat down on the ground and screamed in pain and despair.
He simply couldn't believe that his hot-headed impulse would lead to such serious consequences.
When he thought of his younger brother and sister, and his honest parents who had worked hard for half their lives, and would from now on become slave laborers in quarries and mines, he could not help but feel strong remorse and guilt.
After all, humans are social creatures and have certain social relationships from birth. Otherwise, it would be impossible for them to grow from babies to adults.
Maybe some guys don't care about their own lives, but they will still be heartbroken when their social relationships are devastated.
This is why the system of collective punishment has always been the most deterrent system in the judicial system, and it can also strengthen effective control over society.
Even in the so-called "rule of law society" of modern times, this system has not yet withdrawn from the stage of history.
It's just that the original simple and crude death penalty, exile, and slavery have turned into punishments at the political and other levels, such as being banned from joining the army, being banned from taking the civil service exam, etc.
After admiring the desperate reactions of the thugs in front of him for a while, Arthur Mel suddenly showed a satisfied expression.
In his opinion, criminal law should have a strong deterrent effect and make criminals feel extreme pain.
Otherwise, if people don’t even have the most basic fear, the law will be completely meaningless and will not be able to serve the purpose of maintaining order and social stability.
Just as the powerful dark guard was about to turn around and leave, a man with a twisted, resentful expression on his face struggled to get up from the floor of the cell, grabbed the bars and asked loudly: "Where are those bards? What kind of punishment should they receive for inciting all this?"
moment!
The bard who had been hiding in the dark and silent before couldn't help but hold his breath, and his eyes revealed fear that could not be concealed at all.
After all, anyone who is not a fool knows that if the punishment for participants is so severe, let alone the instigators.
“Haha, they will have their limbs broken, their eyes and tongues dug out, all their teeth pulled out, their ear periosteum pierced, and finally they will be stripped naked and hung on the dock at Ximen for public display.
These people will not die easily.
Because death is a relief for them.
Just the opposite.
I will use my body as a cage to bind the souls of every bard inside, until they go completely crazy under the baptism of time and can no longer maintain their faith in any gods.
As a result, when they die, their souls will be hung on the Wall of Unbelievers, enduring unimaginable torture day and night.
Such was the price of challenging imperial sovereignty.
How about this answer? Are you satisfied with it?"
Arthur Mel asked back with a smile.
The man turned around and glanced at the bards who had lost their voices due to fear, then nodded with a grim smile: "Satisfied! Very satisfied! As long as these guys get what they deserve, I will accept death."
"As long as you are satisfied. Enjoy your last few days. In three to five days at most, you will be taken to the execution ground and bid farewell to this world once and for all."
After saying this, Arthurmel no longer paid attention to anyone, turned around and walked towards the entrance to the surface with the two lists.
Before they had taken a few steps, the bards whose psychological defenses had collapsed began to shout and beg frantically, and some even wanted to commit suicide out of great fear.
But unfortunately, the mages who stayed behind easily stopped these actions with charm and mind control magic.
Not only that, he also signaled the jailer with a lewd look on his face to open the cell of one of the young and beautiful female bards, and stripped her clothes off with his own hands.
Just as other prisoners nearby were breathing rapidly, looking forward to watching an R-rated action movie, the wizard took out a few black eggs from his body and stuffed them into the bard's body through magic.
After about three to five minutes, they saw the woman's lower abdomen begin to bulge rapidly, and there appeared some worm-like things.
What's even more terrifying is that when the heads of these worms push against the lower abdomen, the skin on the belly will present a human face that is distorted in extreme pain.
Even though these serious criminals were all ruthless and well-informed, they were still shocked.
Almost at the same time, the female bard broke free from the control of the charm magic due to the severe pain. She lay on the ground, rolling and screaming wildly, her whole body twitching and spasming uncontrollably.
This process lasted for more than half an hour. Finally, when she was dying, she spread her thighs and used all her strength to squeeze out two or three creatures with human faces like the worms in the lower plane from her ovaries.
The old wizard was overjoyed and immediately put it in a cage he had prepared in advance. He excitedly took it back to his wizard tower for research.
As for the female bard who had been badly beaten, she was out of danger of life after being treated by the priest Bane.
Want to die?
Sorry! Even committing suicide is impossible in this prison.
After experiencing the eerie, horrifying and disgusting scene just now, the serious criminals no longer had the same impulse when looking at the naked female bard. Instead, they felt disgust and nausea.
They had no idea if there was another worm or some other monster hiding in this woman's stomach.
…
On the other hand, the extremely efficient Arthurmel has already delivered the list to the Emperor of the Empire.
Zuo Si glanced at it and immediately said with a smile, "This list is more interesting than I thought.
Not only are there the expected Red Wizards of Thay, but there are also several noble councilors from our neighboring country of Tumis, as well as merchants from the Mulhorand Empire and several independent city-states in the north and south of the Sea of Fallen Stars.
Oh, yes, there is also Elminster and his Harper allies, and the Emerald Court, a druid organization that I have offended so much.
It seems that the rise of the empire and its powerful ability to attract money from trade have begun to make rulers in many places feel nervous and anxious.
If nothing unexpected happens, this incitement is just a test.
Next, they will do everything they can to try to undermine the Trade Alliance, prevent us from annexing the scattered towns in the North, and ultimately gain absolute control of the West Coast."
"Your Majesty, I don't quite understand. Apart from economic reasons, what is their political motivation for doing this?" Arthurmel asked with a frown.
Zuo Si explained in a slightly less playful tone, “It’s simple. They are afraid of the rise of a highly unified, powerful, wealthy country that strongly supports the development of magic power on the continent of Faerun.
That means that in front of this superpower, even a traditional power like Sel cannot compete with it, and will eventually become a fish on the chopping board to be slaughtered at will.
Similarly, they are also very afraid that the power in their hands will be taken away and the wealth accumulated by their family will be plundered.
In short, as we continue to become stronger and stronger, those overt or covert opponents and enemies will inevitably choose to unite, which is not worth making a fuss about.
Because from a game theory perspective, if they don't unite they won't be able to compete with the empire.
Especially in the fields of politics, business and culture, we may face the siege of most of the Falling Star Sea.
Maybe they will also set up a similar economic organization following the example of the trade alliance.
This process is determined by objective factors and cannot be changed by personal will. "
Obviously, Zuo Si had been mentally prepared for this situation.
In other words, he was very clear that the establishment of the West Coast Empire would in turn force other city-states and countries on the continent of Faerun to unite or even merge.
This is just like in the unprecedented process of unification of the Eastern dynasties in the history of the earth, the nomadic peoples in the north were forced to constantly annex each other from small tribes and eventually established a relatively unified grassland empire.
When one of two competing civilizations begins to evolve, the other will inevitably evolve as well in order to survive.
Most importantly, this change was exactly what Zuo Si expected.
He established the West Coast Empire in order to prove a possibility to everyone, even to the gods.
If the areas around the Falling Star Sea, the most essential part of the continent of Faerun, begin to show a tendency towards unification and centralization, then doesn't this prove that this theory is correct?
This influence, which comes from changing people's cognition and beliefs, is even enough to give birth to a new and powerful divine power.
但阿瑟梅尔显然并不知道左思的想法，听到这番话后赶忙建议道：“既然如此，那我们岂不是应该立刻派出间谍与散塔林会合作，在各个城邦内部煽动叛乱、挑起相互之间的争斗跟战争吗？”
左思笑着摆了摆手：“不，暂时还没有这个必要。
因为这个过程并不是一蹴而就，而是需要很长一段时间的磨合。
别忘了，坠星海很多城邦跟国家都有历史遗留问题。
他们有的在贸易方面是竞争对手乃至敌人；
有的害怕自己会被强大的势力渗透、控制、吞并； 还有的曾经遭受过邻居的侵略怀恨在心。
光是要搞定这些就要花费很多的时间、精力，而且还必须有大量有识之士共同努力。
再加上商人逐利的天性，决定了他们不可能断绝与帝国的贸易往来，所以没什么值得担心的。
更何况你怎么知道这就是一件坏事？ 竞争，尤其是良性竞争，很多时候可以促进我们自身的进步与发展。
我一直认为文明本质上就是在不断的竞争与交流中相互学习、相互融合。
所以你要对帝国有信心、对我有信心，不必害怕我们的竞争对手联合起来。”
说罢，左思端起杯子喝了一小口冰镇果汁，黑色的瞳孔变得异常幽暗、深邃。
“所以……您的意思是暂时不采取任何行动？”
阿瑟梅尔明显有些摸不透自家皇帝的心思。
“不，该报复还是要报复，否则怎么能体现出我们强硬的态度呢？ 我的意思是在报复的时候没有必要搞得那么血腥，那些次要的目标稍微给点教训就行了，主要给我盯着塞尔的红袍法师跟穆尔霍兰德帝国收拾。
稍后我会给你调动炮艇和龙骑士的权力。
从下个月开始起到今年结束，我不希望看到坠星海上有任何一条这两个国家的船。
同时向所有城邦和国家发布禁运通告。
就说介于他们的主动挑衅，帝国决定发起报复行动。
在规定时间内，任何驶向塞尔和穆尔霍兰德的船只或是从里边驶出来的船只，都会被毫不留情的击沉。”
左思直截了当祭出了贸易禁运的手段。
他敢这样做的原因也很简单，就是单纯掌握了压倒性的制空权。
不用多，只需要派出三架大型飞艇作为空中航母，龙骑士们就能以此为中心控制方圆上百公里范围内的海面。
三艘飞艇分散开直接往坠星海东面的苏尔班火山以北的水域一放，来一艘船干沉一艘，连一个漏网之鱼都不会有。
如果这两个拥有大量奥术施法者的国家敢出动法师团反击，西海岸帝国这边也同样不是吃素的。
耐瑟瑞尔时代的大奥术师——奥沃，最近可是正愁找不到一个合适的对象来操练手下那些高级学徒。
“明白！请您放心，我会把这件事情做得漂漂亮亮的。”
阿瑟梅尔两眼瞬间放光，单手抚胸深深的鞠了一躬。
身为暴政之神班恩的信徒，他显然非常喜欢这种有仇必报的行事作风。
尤其是强行封锁费伦大陆东边最强大两个国家的海上交通与贸易，光是想想都让这位黑暗卫士感觉无比兴奋。
在拿到了重要的印章跟调兵文件之后，阿瑟梅尔直奔内阁向宰相与其他重臣说明了情况。
大概两三个小时之后，三艘军用超大型炮艇便满载着火炮、弹药和龙骑士，缓缓从母港阿斯卡特拉升空，在无数双眼睛或是疑惑、或是震惊、或是不解的注视下朝着东方飞去。
由于军用飞艇和平时的民用截然不同，吊舱两侧和下方密密麻麻全都是又黑又粗的炮管，看着都让人感觉头皮发麻，因此立刻引发了许多人的激烈讨论。
毕竟随着西海岸帝国与工匠之神贡德教会的全面合作，许多人对火枪和火炮之类的东西早就已经不陌生了。
很多沿海港口城市都会斥资修筑炮台，以应对来自大海深处各种鱼人的威胁。
所以一艘大型炮艇加龙骑士的组合，在大部分平民的眼中已经是足以轻松毁灭好几座城市的恐怖军事力量了。
眼下一次性出动了三艘，这怎么看都像是要打大战的样子。
于是乎，凡是有关系的人都开始疯狂打听，这是哪个不要命的蠢货招惹了帝国或者皇帝，以至于搞出了这么大的阵仗，简直就是抱着要把对方从地图上抹掉的架势去的。
为数不多知道真相的大团长——威瑟兰此刻正站在炙热之心骑士团总部的门口，抬起头望着天空中的三个缓缓划过的庞然大物，满脸都是苦涩与无奈的表情。
因为他知道在这件事情上，左思的反应虽然有些过激，但却牢牢地占住了一个“理”字，并不是胡乱的随意宣泄怒火。
另外，以封锁海上交通跟贸易作为报复，也实在是算不上残暴。
“别看了，伙计，你应该知道我们什么都做不了。”
站在旁边的凯东爵士拍了拍了老友的肩膀轻声安慰道。
由于在路斯坎的骑士团分部已经有人负责接手，他终于能离开那片苦寒之地返回自己温暖宜人的家乡。
如果有人问这位在路斯坎任职的老圣武士这些年都学会了什么，那他一定会脱口而出是平和的心态。
因为不平和也没办法。
最开始的时候，凯东原本是抱着一腔热血，想要把充斥着罪恶的海盗之城改造成为良善的典范，让那里的民众信仰正义之神、苦难之神和忠诚与勇气之神。
但到了之后没多久便发现，自己其实什么都改变不了，只能在官僚体系内干着左思给自己安排的那份工作。
他想要培养足够多的圣武士、为民众带去公理和正义，可结果绝大部分学徒都在毕业的时候迅速倒向了官僚体系，成为维护统治的守序中立执法者。
同样的，对于奥法秘术会的巫妖们使用非法律手段处理贪污过多的官员及其亲属，凯东也曾经不止一次的表达了强烈抗议。
可得到的回应却是标准官僚式拖延，而且是一拖再拖，永远表示一切仍在调查中，请稍安勿躁。
就这样，嫉恶如仇的凯东爵士最终在路斯坎被硬生生磨平了棱角，只求帮助每一个需要帮助的人做到问心无愧。
唯一让他值得庆幸的是，在左思的统治下虽然有很多自己看不惯的地方，但整体上民众的生活水平一直在稳步提高，大多数司法判决也能做到相对公正。
威瑟兰摸了摸自己花白的头发低声感叹道：“时间过得真快，一晃眼我们都已经白发苍苍到了快要退休的年纪。
说实话，我最近总感觉自己已经有点快要跟不上时代的变化了。
也许是时候应该找个接班人，让他来成为大团长带领炙热之心骑士团继续前进。
不然的话再见几次那位皇帝陛下，我觉得自己可能会提前心脏病发作当场死掉。
毫无疑问，他是一个令人望而生畏的暴君，只不过其出色的政治才能掩盖了暴虐的部分。”
“你在畏惧索斯？”
凯东抬起头注视着大团长的眼睛问。
威瑟兰轻轻摇了下头：“畏惧谈不上。
因为他并不是那种仅仅因为意见不合就随意杀人的疯子，而是每杀一个人都有着充足的理由与动机。
我真正担心的是他对于这个庞大国家的影响。
看到路上那些行人了吗？
现在整个阿斯卡特拉乃至安姆都开始认同自己帝国子民的身份并以此为荣。
还有一部分人产生了强烈的优越感，觉得除了繁荣的帝国之外，整个费伦其他的地方都是没有文明的蛮荒之地。
这种骄傲自大显然并不是什么好现象。
如果任其发展下去迟早会，社会风气会不可避免变得越来越傲慢，甚至是犯下历史上很多帝国都犯过的大错。”
“你觉得索斯会走伊玛斯卡帝国或者耐瑟瑞尔的老路？”
凯东似乎明白了什么。
“不，我觉得情况可能会比那更糟糕。
因为不管是伊玛斯卡帝国还是耐瑟瑞尔，统治者都没有真正获得能够与诸神对抗的力量。
但索斯不同，他拥有这样的力量，所以造成的灾难可能会更恐怖。
希望这只是我年纪大了喜欢胡思乱想吧。
起码帝国现如今给人的感觉是一派欣欣向荣，所有的一切都在以肉眼可见的速度变好。”
说完这番话，威瑟兰自己忍不住先笑了。
就在凯东爵士张开嘴还想要说点什么的时候，突然看到一个留着短发、身穿法师长袍的男孩从远处跑了过来。
出于圣武士善良的天性，他立刻主动开口询问道：“孩子，你有什么需要帮助的吗？”
"Hello, sir. I have a very important piece of information that I want to report to the Knights of the Burning Heart." The boy stopped and replied breathlessly.
"Important information? How important?"
Kaidong was stunned.
Not only him, but also the Grand Commander Weatherland beside him showed an interested expression.
Because anyone who comes to the Knights of the Burning Heart to seek help usually encounters serious troubles, otherwise the problem can be solved by going directly to the guards.
The boy took a breath and quickly responded, "It's an undead creature! I found an ancient coffin in the sewer that exudes horrible negative energy. There's a very high possibility that a terrible lich lies inside."
"What? Say it again!"
When Kaidong heard the word "lich", the expression on his face immediately became extremely serious.
Having carried out similar missions countless times, he knew very well how powerful these undead spellcasters were.
Moreover, from the keywords such as ancient coffin and sewer, it can be basically judged that this lich should not be a member of the Masked Mages Guild or other spellcaster organizations in the empire.
Otherwise, the other party could have carried out their activities openly instead of hiding in dark places like sewers.
"It's a lich, sir! I found the lich in a sarcophagus in the sewers of the Temple District."
The boy repeated what he had just said at a very fast speed.
"Damn it! We must gather people immediately to solve this hidden danger. In this place where the gods are watching, such evil things must not be allowed to exist."
Grand Master Weatherland made a prompt decision and turned around to walk towards the interior of the Knights Templar. As he walked, he shouted to the servants who were in training, asking them to call all the senior members over.
Sir Kaidong comforted the boy with a few words, and then asked him in the softest voice possible about the location of the sarcophagus and details of its surroundings.
The latter answered fluently and even performed a simple illusion to simulate the scene he saw.
Seeing that the boy in front of him was actually a wizard apprentice, the old paladin immediately realized that this matter was extremely true and was definitely not the nonsense of a frightened child.
He didn't dare to be negligent at all and turned around and rushed into the meeting room to explain to others.
Because he was in such a hurry, Sir Kaidong didn't notice that as soon as he turned around and left, a hint of pride flashed in the boy's eyes, and then he quickly went into the entrance of the sewer.
"How was it, did you succeed?"
A young girl's voice came from the darkness, and two or three seconds later a girl with pink hair sneaked out. It was Imoen, the son of Baal.
As for the boy who just ran to report the situation, we know without asking that he must be Zuo Si's good disciple, Sancho, who is also the son of Bal.
After pondering for a while, this clever little guy felt that the chances of winning a head-on battle with a legendary lich were obviously not high, so he finally decided to make use of the famous paladins of the Knights of the Burning Heart of Amn.
After all, eliminating threats and undead creatures in the sewers is one of the duties of a paladin.
In addition, the paladins generally have close ties with the Church of the Good God, and can attract priests of a high enough level to play a good suppressive role when dealing with the undead.
"Hey, hey! Is there anything I can't handle?
Look! This time we'll be able to easily take down the first lich, and take part of Kongos's golden body during the chaos.
It would be even better if we could get the lich's life box.
We can use the phylactery as a threat to force him to participate in the subsequent battles."
Sancho raised the corners of his mouth and let out a very sinister laugh.
"The goal justifies the means! Good, you have made progress and lived up to my teachings."
Viconia, disguised as a moon elf, also walked out of the darkness with an expression of approval and relief on her face.
"When do we start?"
The succubus Loli shook off the green slime on the beheading giant sword and asked casually.
In the sewage behind her, there were dozens of gelatinous monster corpses lying densely packed together, obviously they had just been hacked to death.
Needless to say, this team of four was formed temporarily while Aberdare and Minsk were training in the Mage Tower with Jaheira by their side.
The initiator was Sancho, who received the task of destroying the half-lich Kongos.
In order to find out the enemy's details, the boy used the power of the Mage Tower to perform a lot of divination and detection, and soon locked on the locations of three powerful undead spellcasters.
However, he was smart and did not rush to contact Kongos. Instead, he planned to get a part of the golden body first and then see if he could do something with it.
In order to restrain the legendary lich's powerful spellcasting ability, Sancho also specially prepared several anti-magic force field scrolls copied by legendary wizards, intending to abandon the spellcasting ability and engage in hand-to-hand combat if it really didn't work.
Anyway, his team has the violent physical output of Succubus Loli, as well as the high-level priest Viconia, and even Imoen has a certain level of thief.
Therefore, as long as you can immediately cover the opponent in an anti-magic force field, there is a high probability that you can kill the master with just a random punch.
As Zuo Si's only disciple, Sancho undoubtedly learned many insidious tactics from his teacher. He knew better than any wizard of the same level how to defeat a lich whose spellcasting level was much higher than his own.
What's more, he is the son of Baal, and the divine power and divinity in his body are constantly rising with the deaths of many other sons of Baal in the south.
As long as he can continue to kill and reap the lives of those strong men, his strength will inevitably increase at a rapid rate.
(End of this chapter)