After completing the transaction, Zuo Si was not in a hurry to summon the little giant in the lamp.

Instead, he studied the hidden magic runes on the surface and then stuffed it into the shoulder bag he always carried with him.

I plan to wait until I complete my journey to Candlekeep, and then use my rich knowledge to try to answer the various tricky riddles that the djinn might ask.

When he returned to the inn with his soldiers, the sea surface in the east had begun to turn slightly white.

If nothing unexpected happens, the sun will come out soon.

"I've been working all night and I feel so tired. It seems that long hours of physical labor and staying up late are still too much for my current age."

Zuo Si stood at the door, yawning and shaking his head helplessly.

As the "little prince of staying up late" in the university dormitory, he once had the "immortal cultivation" experience of sleeping no more than three hours a day for a week, which directly shocked several other roommates.

Of course, it is also possible that they were afraid that he would suddenly die in the dormitory.

But now, I feel like I can’t even hold out for one or two nights without sleep.

Just when Zuo Si was about to wake up the waiter who was dozing on the counter and prepare a bucket of hot water for himself to take a bath, he suddenly saw a dark shadow crawling out from the entrance of the cellar.

The soldier immediately stepped forward alertly and stood in front with a shield in hand.

But soon, the tense expression on his face relaxed.

Because the person who came was none other than Fangus.

The werewolf girl raised her nose and sniffed closer, then her eyes widened in shock. "This is a mixture of the smell of slaughter, rot and death! Master... Master, did you go to the sewer to cause trouble for those ratmen?"

"Your nose is surprisingly sensitive."

Zuo Si raised his head and looked at the girl standing in front of him.

Although he had long known that werewolves had the same amazing sense of smell as canines, he never expected that the other party could smell the scent emanating from his body from such a distance.

And this is without any transformation.

No wonder the book "Common Monsters in the Wild" lists werewolves as one of the monsters that adventurers and travelers least want to encounter.

Because once they target you, it often means you can't escape no matter how hard you try.

The victim often becomes exhausted after a long chase and is eventually torn to pieces by the werewolf.

"It's not that my nose is sharp, but the bloody smell on you is too strong. How many damned ratmen did you kill tonight? Ten, twenty? Fifty?"

The werewolf girl licked her lips with her tongue, her eyes revealing intense hatred and bloodthirstiness.

She will never forget who destroyed her clan and killed her parents and elders.

If possible, Fangus even hoped to join the hunt himself, tearing the throats of those despicable ratmen with his sharp teeth and digging out their hearts with his sharp claws.

"More than three hundred! The master killed more than three hundred ratmen tonight, and also helped Apc capture their leader alive." The soldier took the initiative to speak and gave the answer.

"What?!"

The werewolf girl seemed unable to believe what she heard.

She had seen with her own eyes how terrifying these mad ratmen were. When they charged, they were like an endless black tide.

No matter how many you kill, there will always be more ratmen to come.

Otherwise, with the combat power of an adult werewolf, how could they be killed all together even if the opponent had silver-plated weapons.

"That's right! Those enemies who caused your family to be destroyed are either dead or have escaped. Even their leader has become a prisoner who has been locked up in a torture chamber and has been subjected to all kinds of torture.

So from now on, you don't have to think about how to take revenge anymore.

Enjoy your new life.

Don't dwell on hatred, it won't help you grow."

After saying this, Zuo Si stretched lazily without any image, then walked upstairs.

The soldier walked straight to the counter, woke up the dozing waiter, and asked him to prepare a large bucket of bath water immediately.

After taking a shower and having a simple breakfast, Zuo Si quickly fell asleep on the bed.

He slept very soundly this time.

It wasn't until around two in the afternoon that I opened my eyes and woke up.

Looking at the bright sunshine outside the window and the bustling streets, Zuo Si gently rubbed his dry eyes and asked without turning his head: "How long have I slept?"

"Nine full hours." The soldier immediately handed over a glass of water.

As a loyal summoned creature, he has gotten to know his master's living habits very well through these days of getting along with him. For example, the first thing he does after waking up is to drink a large glass of water, so he prepared it early.

"Thanks!"

Zuo Si took it and without saying a word, he tilted his head back and gulped it down.

Since he only has this one humanoid summoned creature, he mostly uses it as a servant or guard rather than a combat unit.

"Master. During your rest period, Chief Aipke sent eight bills from the Temple of the Goddess of Wealth with a face value of 1,000 gold coins."

As he spoke, the soldier took out a few pieces of special paper from his pocket. The shape and pattern of the things were a bit like banknotes in modern society.

Each of these bills of exchange had the profile of the goddess Waukeen printed on it.

It is a symbol of the goddess's authority in the fields of trade and wealth, and also an anti-counterfeiting mark.

Any priest of the goddess of wealth can tell by this mark whether the bill of exchange is forged through some magical means.

The most important thing is that no matter where in the continent of Faerun, as long as there is a temple of the goddess of wealth, this note can be exchanged for the corresponding amount of gold coins without paying any additional fees.

"A bill of exchange for 8,000 gold coins? The leader of the Thieves Guild is surprisingly generous." Zuo Si picked up one of the bills of exchange and stood in the sun to examine it carefully.

He originally thought that the most the bald fat man could give was about 4,000 to 5,000 gold coins.

After all, this price is enough to hire a team of adventurers with quite good skills and experience.

But who would have thought that he would give 8,000 at one time, and in a receipt that was easy to carry.

"I think he wants to continue to rely on your power to win the upcoming Calim Port Guild War. In addition, Ms. Aisha also came to see you at noon and hoped that you would go to her Mage Tower immediately after waking up."

The soldier told everything that had happened during the day.

"Oh, has the magic item merchant prepared the materials?"

As soon as Zuo Si heard that the sorceress was coming to see him, his sleepiness immediately disappeared and he became energetic in an instant.

Compared to cooperating with the leader of the Thieves Guild to "earn extra money", he obviously values ​​Elsa, who owns the Mage Tower, more.

The reason is simple! The amount of wool that can be plucked from the latter is simply incomparable to the former.

Moreover, compared to pure money, knowledge and power are what Zuo Si desires most at the moment.

Because if you don’t have power, no matter how much wealth you have, you are just a fat pig kept in a pen.

Just look at Bernard.

As the heir to the Roldan Chamber of Commerce and one of the most successful young businessmen in Amn, he possessed incredible wealth, but he almost lost it all to a pirate ship.

Similarly, Captain Hallett, the "Blood Hand", was also a well-known figure on the sea, and the wealth he had plundered over the years was innumerable.

But in the end, you still have to bleed a lot to pay the ransom.

Therefore, in Faerun, a country full of crises and conspiracies, both power and wealth are empty.

Only strength is the foundation and guarantee of everything! (End of this chapter)