Master of Spells from Faerun

Chapter 61
One month after he came out of the dragon coin treasury, Imric stayed at home, researching magic, and running the tavern Rildea.

Over the past month, Imrik has also been trying to figure out the true face of the Gorol Stone, but the progress has been slow. This stone may have weird thinking because it has not communicated with people for many years.

The only catch is that on the way to study the stone, Imrik discovered that its internal structure has a lot to do with a character "Thir".

According to the stone, this character represents the "Holy Three", but Imric searched through the books and found that there is only one ancient dragon language with the logo "Thir", but in that ancient book, the meaning of this word represents "God".

Imrik tried to find the source of this ancient book to see if he could find more information, but unfortunately, the author of the ancient book made a note at the end that the content of this book was a complete summary of what a traveler he met when he was young.

The clues are broken here. In fact, there is a lot of knowledge in Faerun Continent that is the same as this book. The source of inheritance is missing. If you trace the source, you will often find that it is the knowledge worn by strange travelers.

Most of these strangers are mages or travelers from outside the universe, and they brought a lot of knowledge and inheritance from outer universes to Faerun Continent.

All this originates from the creator of Faerun, His Majesty Io, the God of Gods.

The planet to which Faerun Continent belongs is called Toril Planet, and the crystal wall system that contains this planet is called Kingdom Sky. There are many other planets in Kingdom Sky, all of which were created by His Majesty Io.

In the main material plane, there are countless crystal wall coefficients like Guotianyu, which contain a large number of planets, but most of these crystal wall systems are formed naturally, and there is no god of gods who governs everything.

It is precisely because of the existence of His Majesty Io that the Kingdom of Tianyu has attracted a large number of gods from the outer layer to stop and spread their beliefs here, which also makes it welcome many tourists from different planes.

"I'm afraid this stone is not a native product of Faerun." Imrik gently usurped the Stone of Gorol.

He put the stone away, without any clues, how to solve the curse of this stone can only depend on God's will.

During this month, another major event happened in Waterdeep City.

As early as a week ago, it was discovered that everyone in the Wujin family had died tragically at home.

It is said that there is no scar on everyone's body, and all the corpses are placed in the center of the manor in a circular shape.

For some reason, this incident even alarmed Black Rod. It is said that the legendary mage came to the manor to examine the corpse, and then returned to his mage tower in a huff. Not long after, he announced that the entire city wanted members of the Zhentarim Society.

Imrik also consulted the city guard mage who had investigated the fireball technique, and the answer he got was that everyone died from the nine-ring spell-the howl of the banshee.

This powerful and cruel spell can cause everyone around the caster to fall into a physical check, and the price of failing the save is to die immediately, just like another single-body instant death spell-Law Death is as frightening.

It's no wonder that this incident alarmed Black Stick himself. A sorcerer who could use such a powerful spell would wantonly wipe out a great nobleman in Waterdeep City. He simply didn't take his legendary sorcerer's name seriously.

"There is no killing, there is a dead body not at the scene." The city guard reminded Imrik at that time.

"It's Reina, Reina Infinite is not on the list of dead bodies."

Reina's disappearance did not attract Imrik's attention. As early as when he learned that the Zhentarim Society was also eyeing the Everlasting Family, he knew that it was only a matter of time.

An organization led by a nine-ring mage, or even a legendary mage, is not comparable to a beholder like Shannasa.

The only reason that prevented them from massacring in the city was the existence of Kelben Black Rod, and now, obviously, even the name of Black Rod could not keep them patient.

"Master, here is the list of tavern business for this month." The butler came to Imrik and handed him the report in his hand.

Rildea's business is unexpectedly booming. Even in the current low season, the turnover this month has reached [-] gold coins, an average of [-] gold coins per day.

Of course, due to the wages of a large number of good-looking female employees and the cost of extravagant food raw materials, the net profit of the nine thousand gold coins is only about half, but it is still very much.

Rildea's income has completely surpassed Imrik's harvest of hard copying scrolls every day, allowing him more time to meditate and read books.

"Also, there is a beggar outside the door who wants to see you. He said he knows you." The butler continued.

Imrik raised his brows. A beggar actually knew him. He couldn't help being interested, so he arranged for the housekeeper to bring someone in.

Not long after, the housekeeper brought in a tall man. His whole body was covered with dust, his hair was greasy, and his face was covered in black mud. He couldn't see his face clearly.

"You are Rainer?" Imrik felt more and more familiar, even the dirt on his face could not conceal the temperament of this beggar himself.

The beggar smiled wryly and said, "Ah, you still recognize me, it seems my disguise is not enough."

Sure enough, it was Rainer. Imrik asked suspiciously: "What's wrong with you? Why are you dressed like this?"

Reina said bitterly: "Hey, I think you should have heard that my family was wiped out. I was not at home that day and was lucky to escape. In order to prevent being hunted down, I have been disguised myself and pretended to be a beggar these days."

Imrik nodded, being hunted down by a nine-ring mage is probably the reality everyone fears the most.

"Imric, I need your help." Reina said seriously.

Imrik raised his eyebrows, and said tactfully: "Reina, I don't think my strength is enough to face an existence that can use nine-ring spells."

Reina waved his hand and said with a wry smile: "I know, I don't have delusional revenge, I hope you can help me get back my family's treasures, although I was not ashamed of this money, but now I need it to help me leave here and revive the Wujin family."

Immediately afterwards, he continued: "Don't worry, no matter how much you get, I will give you half as reward. You are the strongest professional I know, and only you can help me, Imrik."

Imrik's heart moved, it doesn't matter if he just withdraws money, he can still make a fortune, but
"Why do you say you are not ashamed of the money?" Imrik asked curiously.

Reina said desolately: "My father once told me that this money was an ill-gotten fortune obtained by my grandfather. I heard it at the time and vowed not to touch this treasure, but now."

Imrik nodded, smiled and said, "No problem, I will help you."

The only thing to worry about is the unknown mage. Imrik thought to himself, he didn't think it was a problem. If the mage was also in the treasury, with the golden dragon blocking him, it would be enough for him to escape.

What Imrik didn't know was that in the distance, there was a gloomy lair underground.

A bald mage was standing in front of the crystal ball. He was wearing a luxurious mage robe, holding a scepter inlaid with a huge diamond, and looked at the mirror image in the crystal ball indifferently.

What emerged from the mirror was the picture from Reina's perspective, and everything Imrik and Reina talked about was recorded verbatim by the crystal ball.

"I've been monitoring this Wujin for so long, and I'm finally ready to go to the treasure house. Hehe, it will fall into my hands. Damn the black staff, do you think you can stop me?" The bald mage looked at the picture in the crystal ball with a sneer, waved his hand to summon his subordinates and said:
"Prepare the manpower. This time, we will wait for the rabbits and wait for them to get the gold coins, and we will catch them all!"

"Yes!" A black shadow flashed past, leaving only a short reply.

The bald mage reached out and summoned a water mirror, and an old and crazy face appeared in the mirror.

"What's the matter? Manson." The person in the mirror asked impatiently.

The bald mage smiled and said, "Just to inform you that it's about to start."

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