In less than half a minute, a middle-aged man with a chubby body and few hairs on his head, wearing a great mage's robe, flew out, but did not leave the city defense lock of Yuanshan City, and said angrily: "Mansong, don't bully others too much. If you dare to throw a spell at Yuanshan City, we, the Crimson Feathers, will go into full-scale war with the Zhentarim."
He is Miles, the city lord of Yuanshan Hall and the commander-in-chief of Crimson Feather.
When he said these words, Miles was obviously a little lacking in confidence. Just like when he faced Mansong and had to rely on the city defense Mystic Lock of Yuanshan City, the opponent was after all a veteran legendary mage who had been famous for many years. He embarked on the journey of becoming a mage. By the time, the other party is already there.
Miles really didn't have the guts to fight spells with his opponent, so the only one he relied on was the Crimson Feather Chamber of Commerce.
But when the war started, he didn't know how much those businessmen who were just like grass on the wall would respond to him and dare to fight against the dark intelligence network.
Mansong's voice did not have any ups and downs, as if there was a poisonous snake hidden in his throat, and hissed: "If you don't give me an explanation for the robbery of the goods I entrusted you to send to the Dark Castle, you will not have to fight with me. I will launch an all-out war, but I will flatten your distant mountain city and destroy your Crimson Feathers!"
When this matter was mentioned, Miles became furious, and his anger escalated to a higher level: "Manson, you shameless person, you still have the nerve to talk about this matter, you Zhentarim will start fighting among themselves, Why are our Crimson Feathers being dragged in?
You come to me for an explanation, and I'm going to come to you for compensation. One of our armed cavalry and an experienced caravan have all become victims of your internal strife. If you, the Zhentarim, don't give us enough compensation, , this matter is not over yet! "
"There is no proof or proof. Why do you say that this is an internal fight among our Zhentarim?" Mansong finally had a trace of anger in his words, "Don't open your mouth and blame your negligence on us."
"Who said I have no evidence? Darcy, come out and tell our dear King of the Moon Sea what you know about the situation. What kind of dogs does he have?" Following Miles's order, a group of A famous mage flew out from the distant mountain city.
This mage was none other than the leader of the Crimson Feather caravan who had previously wiped out his entire army and killed himself in the rocky ground.
Along with the news that the caravan had been wiped out, a small part of his limbs came back. Miles, who was eager to get first-hand information, sent someone to resurrect him using the resurrection technique.
Darcy was flying into the air, trembling with fear, her scalp numb. She was sandwiched between two angry legendary mages. The pressure was not ordinary. If she was not careful, she would be sent into endless darkness again, forever.
But as the person involved, there was no way to escape from this level. He bit the bullet and replied loudly: "I was killed by Stephanie, the heart-breaking nun, with a sneak attack using the heart-breaking fist."
"Is everything you said true?" Mansong's eyes covered Darcy directly across a distance of several hundred meters.
In an instant, Darcy felt that her soul and body were beyond her control, and she loudly replied: "Everything I said is true. The person who killed me was the Heartbreaker."
"Hmph!" Mansong snorted angrily, and his body flashed for a moment and disappeared directly from the place. The terrifying magic power gathered around him collapsed as the gatherer disappeared, and a small sonic boom was released.
"Don't leave, you haven't explained the compensation issue clearly yet." When Miles shouted these words, he was shouting into the air, but he believed that these words must reach the King of the Underworld in the Moon Sea. Got in the ears.
After Manson disappeared, Darcy's sense of control faded away like a tide, and she was able to breathe. Her feet gave way, and her flying skills almost failed, and she fell from the air.
As Manson disappeared, the anger on Miles' face slowly faded away like the tide, leaving behind a coldness that was very similar to Manson.
The angry expression just now was somewhat of an act.
Darcy calmed down and asked respectfully: "Teacher, what should we do next? Do we still need to continue tracing that batch of goods?"
As soon as he got the news, Miles did not resurrect Darcy, but used mage runes to trace the whereabouts of the goods. No matter whether it was item tracking or prophecy, there was no result.
That batch of goods disappeared out of thin air, as if they never existed.
"It must be investigated." Miles said with incomparable certainty. "We must build up the momentum, but in terms of manpower and material resources, there is no need to waste any more."
"Students are stupid and don't understand what the teacher means." Darcy couldn't figure out for a moment whether Miles wanted to check for real or fake.
"Your magic talent is not bad, but your political acumen has not improved at all after so many years." Miles sighed quietly and said, "If this matter was really instigated by Bozor, do you think he would give Our chances of finding that shipment?”
Darcy thought about the methods of the legendary High Priest Bane, shook his head and said: "Absolutely not, there should not even be a chance to involve him. From this point of view, Sister Heartbreak, Heartbreak Is the flaw in the fist too obvious?"
"Hey..." Miles smiled meaningfully, "Who said that Pastor Ben's allegiance must be Ben's high priest?"
Darcy was stunned, and a sense of disbelief spread in his eyes, and he whispered in surprise: "You mean, this interception was not instigated by Bozor, but by Manson, for Are you blaming Bozor? But why do you do this? "
Dulcie felt that her brain was a bit out of use.
"It's not necessarily Manson himself who ordered it." Miles, who had been seduced by the conversation, was unwilling to go around in circles with his stupid student. "The competition between the Cyric faction and the Bane faction has been going on in the Zhentarim for a while. Incandescent.
But Manson's attitude was a bit ambiguous. Although he was a little biased towards the Cyric faction, he did not completely switch to it.
If at this time, Bozor sent someone to rob Mansong of supplies to support his subordinates, what do you think the final result would be? "
Darcy is just a little bad at these conspiracies. He is not really stupid, otherwise he would not be able to become an extraordinary mage. After mentioning this, he immediately understood what was going on, "What the teacher means is that someone from the Cyric faction has robbed someone." This item was framed on Bozor in order to provoke a dispute between Mansong and him and make Mansong completely fall to the Cyric faction."
"The information is limited, but overall, this possibility is the highest. Of course, it is also possible that Bozor instigated this matter, but his subordinates acted too carelessly."
Miles said ambiguously, "No matter which one, the final result is the same. The rift between Manson and Bozor will deepen, and the Cyric faction and the Bane faction will directly conflict. It is very likely that Therefore, you must be prepared. Once the Zhentarim initiates a large-scale internal fight, you must immediately receive the vacated business shares."
"Understood." Darcy, who had been in a bad mood because of the heavy losses of the caravan, now parted the clouds and saw a broader world. Compared with eating a large amount of the Zhentarim's original market share, the previous ones in Rockland What does that little loss count for?
Another flash of light suddenly penetrated Darcy's mind.
Could this matter have been planned by Lord Miles from beginning to end?
In other words, Lord Myers had expected that there would definitely be problems along the way with this batch of goods.
The more I think about it, the more I feel that my idea is correct.
This escort order is said to have been initiated by Lord Myers, and he personally ordered it to go there.
Compared with the value of this cargo, the number of armed cavalry sent by Crimson Feather is relatively small, and there is only one mage.
After something happened to the cargo, Lord Myers resurrected himself and had no intention of holding him accountable.
It was previously thought that it was due to pressure from the Tyrant of the Moon Sea, but now it seems that it has a deeper meaning.
When Darcy looked at Miles' chubby back again, she felt so tall.
Miles single-handedly developed Crimson Feather to its current scale in just a few decades under the high-pressure environment run by the Zhentarim. It was not just luck.
One goes down and the other goes up.
If the Zhentarim can really decline in this internal struggle, their Crimson Feathers will really take the opportunity to rise up and completely replace it.
This kind of recognition was not only produced by Darcy, but also by all the Crimson Feather merchants under the instigation of Miles.
Therefore, as they traced the goods lost in the rocky ground, with heavy thunder and small raindrops, manpower and material resources were secretly gathering in the distant mountain city, waiting for the Zhentarim's internal conflicts to completely break out, and they would reap the benefits from behind.
Compared to the major event of competing for the supremacy of the Moonsea region, the goods lost by Rockland are really insignificant. After all, the goods belong to Manzon and the Zhentarim. They only lost a group of men - a group of ordinary men. , the elite have either returned or been resurrected.
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Mansung, who went to Yuanshan City in person to answer the questions, did not return directly to Zhentil Keep, the headquarters of the Zhentarim, after teleporting away. Instead, he appeared near Tifanton City, then turned and flew towards the rocky land.
Before he could get close to the rocky ground, a tall figure arrived first and blocked Mansong's way.
The tall figure has white beard and hair, but his face is red and full of energy. Different from the simple dress of most mages, his robe is golden yellow, with a crown-like ornament on his head, and a shining golden scepter in his hand.
Compared to Mansong, who was facing a formidable enemy, he looked like a kind-hearted old man with no elemental fluctuations around him.
And this is the most abnormal thing. Don't forget that he is standing in the air now.
"Vengda Hast!" Manson said expressionlessly, "I'm not here to fight with you. Get out of the way. I'll leave as soon as I finish my work."
Vongerdahast.
He has many titles, but the most famous are the following three.
A close friend of King Asan III of Cormyr, the Archmage of the Court of the Kingdom of Cormyr, and the Supreme Commander of the War Mage.
Now, no matter who talks about the Kingdom of Cormyr, it is impossible to avoid two people. The first is the current king of the Kingdom of Cormyr, Asan III, and the other is the great mage in front of him, who has a kind face and kind eyes, just like the grandfather next door.
Vengdahast shook his head with a smile and said: "Your Excellency Manson, you have broken the agreement between us by coming here uninvited. If I let you enter the rocky ground again, it will be a serious dereliction of duty on my part."
"Let me go to the rocky ground, or I can go back to Tifanton." Mansong's attitude was extremely determined.
The return to Tiffany he mentioned was by no means as simple as passing by.
Vongeldahast still smiled brightly and said: "If you have the ability, go back and try to find out whether you will destroy Tifantun or we will keep you here forever."
Although Vongeldahast did not say a word of threat, the threat was clearly evident.
Mansong's eyes flickered, and he involuntarily tightened his grip on the powerful staff in his hand. The elements were surging around him crazily, as if they would start fighting if they disagreed.
On the contrary, Vongeldahast on the other side still looked ordinary, as if he had not seen the hostility and actions shown by Manson.
But the more this happens, the more people don't dare to take it lightly, and the more people can't figure out his background.
In contrast, Manson, who has not made any next move, is more like a bluff.
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