Ordinary fantasy adventure in Faerûn

Chapter 100 Trading

"Just call me Scar."

Ska responded to this kindness, and Vika's just right enthusiasm gave Ska some confidence in this purpose. His divine perception did not sense the flow of devils in this temple.

It seems that Baldur's Gate has not been thoroughly penetrated by the devil like Eltoril. This is a good thing. Nohir's previous worries should be unnecessary.

Although he thought so in his heart, he still retained a sense of caution. After responding to Vika's warm reception, Ska proposed to find a secluded place to explain in detail the reason for his arrival.

"Of course, I apologize to you again for the recklessness of the previous apprentice. Now please come with me, Mr. Scar, and we will discuss it in detail in the back."

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"This is it. The confidentiality of the rooms here is very good. When we have something to ask adventurers, we always receive them here. We can talk freely here without worrying about any possible trouble."

Vika led the team to the backyard of the hall, and then opened the door of a room. The decoration inside was very simple, with only a table and a few chairs.

These furniture look very small, but most of them are made of brass. If you look closely, you can feel that they are different from ordinary furniture.

Vika took out the tea set from the nearby shelf and placed it on the table, and greeted Ska warmly.

"Please take a seat. I was not far away before, so I probably heard the purpose of your coming. But please forgive me for asking, are you really from Eltoril that has disappeared?"

After Scar walked through the door and looked around and found no danger, he walked into the room and responded calmly to Vika.

"Yes, and when that tragedy happened, I was not far away...I saw it all with my own eyes."

Vika was obviously a little sad when she heard these words.

"Oh my God, I'm so sorry sir, but please believe that we are as sad as you are because our Grand Duke was also missing in that disaster."

As Vika spoke, she took out the kettle and made some tea.

"Previously, Duke Gao visited Eltoril as an envoy for the sake of peace between the two cities. Almost all the people in Baldur's Gate knew about it. The people in both cities were looking forward to a peaceful and happy ending. As a result, the bad news came suddenly."

Vika stretched out her hand to support the chair on the other side, and the chair suddenly rose to a higher level.

Scar could feel that there was no fakeness in his sadness. He confirmed that the Gond believer in front of him was a friend and not an enemy, and then sat on the chair at Vika's greeting.

Vika was also sitting on another chair, and he didn't know where he pressed it. The table and chair in front of him suddenly rose to the right position. He pushed the tea in front of Scar, and he also raised it and took a sip. Then continue to talk to him.

"The Grand Duke is a very charismatic leader. I sincerely hope that this disaster can end soon, so although there have been some gossips in the city recently, I will not believe those crazy words. I assure you that I am deeply concerned about Alto Riel people don’t have any prejudices.”

Gossip? bias?

"What kind of gossip? And what kind of prejudice? I have only been in Baldur's Gate for a short time. Did something happen during this time?"

Vika put down the teacup.

"Ah, you haven't heard of it, but that's normal. After all, this kind of crazy talk has been circulating in some places in the upper city in the past few days, and no one except fools will believe it."

"Although I don't know where these words came from, there are indeed some people who have been secretly inciting public sentiment recently, saying that the disappearance of Duke Gao is a conspiracy of the Eltoril people... What a fool, the whole city They have all fallen, but just to drag one person to be buried with them? Only a fool would believe such nonsense."

Vika was very contemptuous of this inferior trick. This clumsy strategy was simply making everyone look stupid, but Ska didn't think so.

Once is a lie, twice is a rumor, and three times is the truth. Not all people have the ability to firm up their own ideas, and these remarks against the surviving people of Eltoril are being deliberately spread by people with intentions. Just wait for time. Fermentation can have dire consequences.

Whoever is spreading these words wants chaos in Baldur's Gate, dammit! It seems that Nohir's worries have come true. If the mastermind behind the scenes is not found out soon, the surviving people of Eltoril may not be able to get friendly help from the city when they come to Baldur's Gate. . Scar's face was a little ugly, which made Vika on the opposite side a little worried. Although he had not seen the tragic scene of Eltoril falling into hell with his own eyes, he could imagine what it was like just from the words in the newspaper. It was an incomparable and terrible disaster. He was a little worried that his words would remind Ska of that terrible memory, so he quickly added.

"But don't worry, Gond believers will respect all people from Eltoril, and if the surviving people come here, we will help them as much as possible."

But in fact, there is no need for Vika's comfort. Ska quickly stabilized his emotions on his own. He is only one step away from the truth now, so he will never be defeated by the memories of the past.

He looked at Vika, shook his head in response to his worried look, forced a smile and said.

"Thank you for your sanity and support for the people of Eltoril. In this critical time, we will welcome any kind smile."

Seeing this, Vika also showed a cheerful smile.

"I just abide by Gond's teachings. Gond's teachings tell us that miracle messengers only smile brightest to inventions that are recognized by everyone."

The Miracle Messenger refers to Gond, the god of invention, and this sentence is also the first sentence Gond told his followers and is his first oracle.

Scar finally showed a sincere smile. Kindness from strangers is always inspiring.

"I can't thank you enough. On behalf of the people of Eltoril, I thank you for your help, but please let us get back to the point."

"I currently have a mechanical creation in my hands that should be very attractive to you. According to my companions, it is of extraordinary value. I want to sell it to you."

"Then your companion is really a scholar and knows us very well. You are right to listen to your companion's words, Mr. Scar. There is no place in Baldur's Gate that is more interested in mechanical inventions than Gond believers. Here You are right to turn to us for this matter.”

Vika responded to Scar with a smile.

"Ever since the forerunners erected a temple at Baldur's Gate, we have been saying that we are willing to pay high prices for any rare mechanical creations. If you really have a rare creation from hell, sir, Gond believers are willing to pay a lot for it. money to buy.”

"We can even give a 20% premium. These extra price rights should be used to support the surviving people of Eltoril. This should be enough to prove that what I said before is by no means empty talk."

But Ska was not impressed by the extra premium. Instead, he frowned and asked with some confusion.

"Although I come from Eltoril, I never seem to admit that the items in my hands come from hell. Why do you swear so confidently?"

"This, of course, is because you are from Eltoril, and the Devil Legion has recently appeared there. This is not a particularly secret information for us. You also said that it is a rare mechanical creation, so I naturally went in that direction. Think of it."

This reason was somewhat convincing, but not enough, so Ska did not stop and continued to ask.

"Okay, I believe this explanation, but are the creatures from hell really so attractive? To the world, aren't objects from hell all ominous?"

"Even if you are a believer in the Miracle Messenger, is your pursuit of this evil creature a little too serious? Is there anything in this that I don't know?"

Scar looked directly at him with sharp eyes, and Vika was also rendered speechless by the sharp words and compelling momentum. He opened his mouth as if he wanted to explain, but he stopped again when he reached his mouth.

Although the reason why he really needs the creation from hell is not a shady conspiracy, it is really hard for people to believe it if he tells the truth. Moreover, this matter is related to their latest invention and creation, but currently this item is still in the In the confidentiality stage, even if the person in front of him is a paladin, he cannot reveal it at will.

This sudden silence instantly made Scar nervous. His pupils shrank suddenly and he could hardly control his right hand to pick up the war hammer hanging on his waist. Fortunately, Vika also understood his worries in an instant. He immediately waved his hands crazily and explained loudly.

"No, no, no! Calm down! Things are definitely not what you think!"

(End of this chapter)