Master of Spells from Faerun

Chapter 51 The Whereabouts of the Gorol Stone
The middle-aged man was frozen in the air, and said with difficulty: "I don't know! The Grahands took it!"

Grahand and his wife are the owners of this manor. Imrik asked curiously: "Didn't you release the fireball?"

The man said intermittently: "It wasn't me. I went to attack the dwarf with two of my men. Unexpectedly, Grahand sent a dexterous Wright, and that stupid construct attacked the dwarf with a fireball necklace, which affected us. I quickly dodged, took the opportunity to take the stone, and handed it to them when I came back."

Nimble Wright is a mechanical construct with low intelligence. It is indeed possible to make such a mistake. Imric also used reading thoughts to monitor the other party's mental activities while asking, which is consistent with the confession.

"Looks like we have to find Mr. and Mrs. Grahamd." The mage muttered to himself.

He stretched out a finger, and the fingertips were condensed with a stunning green light, and the breath of death was wriggling on the fingertips like octopus tentacles.

"Vampire Touch."

The mage put his hand close to the middle-aged man, and he shouted in horror: "No! Let me go!"

The breath of necromancy passed into the man's body along the mage's fingers, and the fresh vitality was continuously sucked back to the mage's body. The man's face gradually turned pale, and eventually his whole body shriveled.

Throwing down the corpse in his hands, Imrik was about to go out when he heard noises and metal clashes of swords and soldiers from outside.

With his eyes fixed, he applied invisibility to himself, and a few flashes were sent out.

In the yard, a group of men in black leather armor were fighting the guards of the manor, all of them had giant eye tattoos.

"Sannatha Guild" Imric observed the scene and found that there was no trace of Grahand and his wife.

A woman's exclamation suddenly came from the villa. Imrik looked back and found that it was the highest floor of the villa.

He turned back into the villa and quickly walked to the room where the sound came from.

Before entering, he heard the sound of fighting in the room. He quietly pushed open the door and walked in. He found a pair of men and women in pajamas fighting with several members of the Sannasa Guild.

The man in pajamas took out a long sword and started fighting with the opponent. It could be seen that he was a professional-level fighter.

The woman in pajamas kept chanting spells in the corner, releasing spells: "Magic Missile!"

A scarlet magic missile flew out of her hand, knocking a man in black leather armor to the ground, but it didn't take long for the man to stand up again.

"Mages of the third to fourth ranks, fighters of unknown ranks." Imrik guessed that the other party was probably Grahand and his wife. Both of them had professional levels, but it was not a cause for concern.

"Lightning beam!" Imrik, who couldn't wait, cast the spell, and a strong electric current burst out from his hand, piercing a man in black leather armor instantly.

"Who is it!" Everyone at the scene became vigilant, seeing this black-robed mage who appeared suddenly, and instantly killed a person with a powerful spell as soon as he appeared, which made them vigilant.

Although Grahand and his wife were also puzzled, they couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief when they saw that the person attacking the other party was a member of the Shannasa Guild: "Mr. Mage! Please save us, and we will definitely thank you afterwards!"

The mage smiled and said, "Don't worry, they can't kill you."

Seeing that he looked down on them so much, the members of the Shannasa guild couldn't help being annoyed. Two men in black rushed to the mage. They wanted to chop off the head of the mage with their long swords to see if he could still be so calm.

The mage took a deep breath and let it out slowly. A burst of frost-white icy air gushed out of his mouth. The two men in black couldn't dodge and had to forcefully rush forward, but their speed became slower and slower in the icy breath until they turned into two ice sculptures.

The second-ring druid magic - the breath of frost.

The other members of the guild saw that the situation was not good, so they planned to run away. The mage saw them retreating and ignored them. He didn't even bother to take action on the little shrimps who didn't even have a professional level. He was not the couple's thug.

Seeing that the danger was lifted, the Grahands did not relax. Instead, they looked at the mysterious mage in front of them vigilantly, especially Mrs. Grahand. She recognized the powerful three-ring spell, lightning beam, among the spells used by the mage just now.

"Good evening, Mr. Grahand." The mage said with a smile. "Tell me where is the Stone of Gorol that you took from the dwarf."

The faces of the Grahands and his wife changed. They understood that this was a wolf who had left and a tiger who came again.

Mrs. Grahand said nervously at the side: "Gorol's Stone? That thing was taken by Ustur."

The mage's face darkened, he naturally didn't believe this kind of rhetoric, but he used his reading thoughts to eavesdrop on her heart, and found that the woman had sent that clever Wright to take the stone away and hide it somewhere before he entered the room.

He said in a deep voice, "Smart Wright? Where did you let it hide the stone, don't try to deceive me, you can't do it, and I don't have that much patience."

Mrs. Grahand's face changed. She didn't expect the other party to know the truth all at once. She knew that the other party might have some kind of psychological monitoring ability.

"I don't know! I really don't know! I let him find a place to hide himself, and bring it back to me when the time is safe!" the woman said anxiously.

Imrik was helpless, and the clue was broken again. After reading the feedback brought by his thoughts, the other party was telling the truth.

Looking at the two people in front of him, he thought about whether to kill them, but he gave up after thinking for a while. These two people are different from Ustur, they are distinguished, and if they are killed, there will be many investigations. Anyway, he is disguised, and if they keep them, they can always monitor Lingqiao Wright when he comes back to find them.

"Then I wish you luck, Grahand." The mage smiled mysteriously, and his figure disappeared into the silver mist.

This couple is already dead, and at the same time offended the Zhentarim Guild and the Sanasa Guild. Unless they protect each other 24 hours a day, they will be assassinated sooner or later.

The husband and wife looked at each other speechlessly, and they also regretted in their hearts that they had provoked so many forces for this treasure.

Originally they just wanted to cooperate with the Zhentarim, but their greed made them want to keep the treasure for themselves. They knew that if the treasure was given to that terrible mage, the ruler of the Zhentarim, they would get nothing.

"Maybe we should give it to the Zhentarim?" Grahand asked his wife hesitantly.

The wife looked up and glared: "We have already paid so much for this money, so we just hand it over, are you willing?"

Grahand sighed. Deep down, he also knew that what his wife said was right. For this treasure, they chose to cooperate with the devil, and even betrayed the devil. They attacked and killed more than a dozen nobles in the street. If they were exposed, they would die without a whole body.

However, if they have this gold coin, they can even win over most of the masked lords of Waterdeep City if they work with it!These little things will be revealed in one go!
(End of this chapter)