Chapter 241 Silver Fire (a 10,000-Word Chapter, Please Subscribe)

Zuo Si had undoubtedly been mentally prepared for the visit of the goddess of magic and the god of knowledge.

Because he knew that what he brought back was very different from the existing mainstream in Faerûn, both in terms of development direction and basic concepts.

Some of them can even be said to be contrary to the situation from the beginning.

Whether it is to understand the reasons, environment and background of the birth of these things, or to understand the use of these knowledge and technologies in another world, the two gods will inevitably send down incarnations or saints for detailed understanding.

But what Zuo Si didn't expect was that Ogema and Midnight would get together.

Fortunately, except for him, no one else in the Mage Tower knew the true identities of these two people. They thought they were just old friends who came to visit, so they did not cause much commotion and were quickly invited to the Mage Tower. Upper area.

In the next few days, Zuo Si systematically answered a large number of questions raised by the Goddess of Magic and the God of Knowledge.

Compared to Ogma, who has traveled to countless worlds, Midnight, who was born as an indigenous resident of Faerûn, obviously cannot imagine what a magical world that spends most of its time in peace is like.

There is no way to understand why wizards from other worlds have invented such a wide variety of spells for daily life, and why they regard magic such as controlling other people's minds and killing and destroying as a taboo.

But in any case, the third generation of magic goddess appreciates and agrees with the concept of using magic power elsewhere instead of killing, destroying and destroying.

Unfortunately, the turbulent environment of Faerûn, which is full of disputes, conspiracies, killings and deaths, determines that most arcane spellcasters will inevitably focus their main energy on how to make themselves stronger and more invincible. .

Instead of developing those life magics that even low-level mages don't bother to learn.

In this regard, Zuo Si's ideas are not much different from other mages in Faerun.

After all, survival and safety always come first among all needs.

In addition, the exchanges and contacts between gods and mortals in Faerûn are so frequent that the collision of various thoughts and ideas is as sharp as the tip of a needle against the awn of wheat.

Want to create a peaceful environment to promote the development of magic and technology?

Sorry, let's go and kill the source of the chaos in this world - all the gods and the god Io before we talk about this topic.

"So you think that the battle between the gods has led to the turbulent situation in Faerûn, so you don't have the technical conditions to popularize this magical knowledge that is biased towards daily life?" Midnight frowned subconsciously.

"Isn't it?" Zuo Si asked seriously. "Look at all the influential organizations in the entire Faerûn continent. Which one does not have the support of gods and their mortal churches? In the turbulent year, the only thing right for His Majesty Io, the God above God, is to defeat the gods. Falling into the mortal world and walking in the form of saints allows them to experience the joys, sorrows and joys of mortals and the difficulties of life."

Ogma, the God of Knowledge, instead of being angry when he heard this allegedly blasphemous remark, couldn't help laughing and lining up his hands: "That's right! I completely agree.

Before that, even I couldn't stand the self-righteousness and arrogance of many gods.

But after years of turmoil, their behavior has changed a lot.

At least know how to respond correctly to believers’ prayers and requests. "

“This is also something that can’t be helped.

There are many ancient gods in Faerun who are born as gods and cannot empathize with weak mortals at all. They also do not understand what their believers really desire.

Most of the new gods who have risen from mortals to gods are ambitious people.

He doesn't care at all what the world will be like, nor does he care about the life and death of believers. He just wants to achieve his own ambitions. "

Zuo Si shrugged his shoulders and expressed his point of view.

Looking at the history of mortals becoming gods in Faerûn, you will find that the evil camp occupies less than 70%, and the rest is the neutral and good camp.

The reason is very simple.

Both sides took two completely different paths from the beginning to becoming gods.

Mortals of the good and neutral alignments usually become gods because the gods they served during their mortal period performed outstandingly, and then with the help of the latter, they gradually gained the spark of priesthood and divinity.

Azuth, the god of wizards, and Gueron Storm, the god of rangers in the North, are typical examples.

The evil camp, on the other hand, robs and kills by any means, relying on its own efforts and unimaginable good luck, and finally transforms from a mortal into a god.

Among them, the three gods of death, Baal, Melkor and Bane, are like this, and the same is true for Cyric, who became a god in the Year of Turmoil.

In the eyes of these evil gods, believers are their food, tools, and consumables, and they will even devour the souls of believers to enhance their power in a short period of time when necessary.

Midnight once witnessed the Saint of Bane ordering the troops of his followers to die in the Year of Turmoil, and then becoming extremely powerful by absorbing the power of their souls.

In the end, if the dead second-generation magic goddess suddenly appeared in the form of a magic net element and used her last strength to die with her, she and Elminster might both die at the hands of this god of tyranny.

It is precisely because he has experienced the coldness, tyranny and cruelty of these evil gods that after becoming the goddess of magic, Midnight made a reckless act that directly ended up being "disconnected" from evil churches and organizations.

After pondering for a moment, she immediately raised her head and asked in a slightly helpless tone: "Is there no way to change this?"

Zuo Si smiled and shook his head: "Change is not easy.

Unless you can convince the god Io, or you can gain absolute power over the gods.

Otherwise, at best, it would be just sitting together discussing various possibilities like now, and there would be nothing to worry about.

What's more, there is a saying in my hometown that the butt determines the head. There are only individuals who betray the class, and there is no class that betrays the interests.

The reason why you can become the goddess of magic is that you are a beneficiary of the existing rules, so what reasons do you have to object? "

"Then what do you think Faerun will become in the end?" Midnight raised his head and stared into Zuo Si's eyes.

Now, she finally understood why Ogma, the God of Knowledge, liked talking to the young man in front of her so much and wanted him to become his chosen one.

Apart from anything else, just approaching the problem from an angle that most people would never think of and analyzing it with completely different underlying logic can make up for the blind spots in one's own vision and thinking.

Even for a god, he can get great inspiration from it.

For a moment, Midnight even began to be a little envious of Zuo Si, who had become a planeswalker.

The other party does not need to bear as heavy responsibilities as himself, and can travel between endless planes, crystal walls and universes to experience a variety of completely different scenery, culture, ideas, magic and technology.

“I think Faerûn can maintain its status quo, which is the best outcome.

Because every time someone or God tries to change the status quo, it will inevitably cause unimaginable disaster.

In ancient times, the decline of the Aboleth Empire and the demise of the creator race proved this;

This was also proven later in the era when dragons and giants fought for supremacy;

Even the elves, known for their beauty and elegance, just repeated the mistakes made by the first two, which ultimately led to the division of their own race and the decline of civilization;

Following closely behind were the Netherese civilization, which sought its own death, and the Imaskar Empire, which perished due to reckless plundering of slaves.

The closest one was naturally when the Three Gods of Death tried to break the balance and gain power over the gods and steal the Tablet of Destiny.

The result was a series of terrible disasters during the Year of Turmoil, and the fall of several gods.

The more eager you are to change the status quo, the more you will get the opposite effect. This is the law I have summarized from the history of Faerûn.

That's why I say that the battles and conflicts of ideas between gods are an eternal and fruitless waste of time. "

While saying these words, Zuo Si gently waved the magic wand in his hand to control the teapot, filling the cups of the incarnations of the two gods with steaming tea.

Ogma nodded with emotion: "You are right. This is why I never seek change.

In the ancient history of Faerûn, there are too many races, civilizations, and gods who have tried to change the world through their own ideas and power, but in the end they have all failed without exception.

And the greater the commotion, the more terrifying the disaster that will follow.

Even a determined god like Tyr, the God of Justice, eventually had to make compromises with the cruel reality. "

"Can't there be a suitable place in Faerûn to make some bold attempts?"

Midnight was obviously unwilling to leave so much magic that was closely related to daily life on the shelf.

I also hope to promote and let everyone see that magic is not just something that serves a few people, but can benefit the majority of civilians.

"Hmm... not at all.

As far as I know, Halua, the mage country at the southernmost tip of the continent, should be a good choice.

The residents there are not only remnants of the Netherese civilization and retain an open and tolerant attitude towards magic, but they are also the only country in the entire Faerûn continent that implements compulsory education for all.

Every child will study in public schools until they are at least thirteen years old, and then they may enter society and engage in various jobs.

Even more outrageous is the fact that almost all children are tested for magic at the age of five.

Those who pass will be sent to specialized schools for training, and they will be able to unleash the Zero Ring Magic when they are almost fifteen years old.

Among them, wizards and wizard apprentices account for up to one-third of the population, and the remaining two-thirds also possess a considerable degree of magical knowledge and skills.

The most important thing is that the security environment in Halua is quite good, and it has never experienced the baptism of war since the founding of the country.

Therefore, the mages there are more inclined to research and learn than to fight. "

Zuo Si gave his advice straightforwardly.

Just as he described it, in Faerûn, a land full of conspiracies and dangers, if you had to find a country that is closest to the modern civilization of the earth, it must not be Halua, the country of magicians.

Whether it is its pioneering universal compulsory education or its terrifying ability to allow all children with sufficient talent to receive magic education, it is second to none in this world.

Even the Sel Red Robe Wizards Association, which implements almost the same policy, cannot compare with Halua in terms of the number of mages, where one-third of the country's population are mages.

You must know that this country has a population of more than 1.6 million, and one-third is more than 500,000.

Although most of them are the lowest level mages or apprentices, there are still more than 500,000 arcane spellcasters.

I would like to ask which force dares to go to war with a country with tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of mages?

Even a traditional powerful country like Cormyr with a history of thousands of years and a population of tens of millions would probably be pushed back every minute if there was a real fight.

Even if tens of thousands of first-level spells are thrown together, an army composed entirely of professional warriors, mages, and priests can be instantly wiped off the map.

However, because the country of Halua is surrounded by huge and stretching mountains, and is isolated by a wide ocean to the north, it has basically no contact with the outside world.

Therefore, their presence in Faerûn has always been very weak, and they are too lazy to get involved in those messy things.

But Zuo Si knew that this country was the main gathering place for believers of the goddess of magic, and was very suitable for promoting life-style magic from another world.

"Halua..."

Hearing the name, Midnight's eyes suddenly started to shine, and she quickly thought about the specific feasibility in her mind.

Since one-third of the entire country's population are mages, the prerequisites for large-scale popularization of magic are obviously in place.

Moreover, the mages of Halua have an inexplicable enthusiasm for magic. No matter what kind of spell they are, they will be very happy to try and study it.

"I think Soth's suggestion is good. Halua is indeed a good place to practice new ideas." Ogma also expressed his agreement.

"Since you all think so, then choose Halua, the country of mages. However, it will take a little time to restore these simplified spells from another world into complete spell structures, and then turn them into magic network spellcasting methods. .”

After saying that, Midnight picked up the tea cup and took an elegant sip of hot tea.

Although she is the goddess of magic, she should be omniscient and omnipotent in the field of magic.

But the magical knowledge from another world also needs to be learned and understood.

However, the speed of God's learning is not comparable to that of any mortal.

Zuo Si shrugged his shoulders and explained: "There is nothing we can do about it. After all, the wizards in that world have long been accustomed to using wands as an auxiliary and strengthening tool for spell casting, so the way they cast spells has been constantly evolving. It becomes easier and easier, and you can even increase the power of magic by strengthening your will and emotions."

"Strengthening the power of magic through emotions? Why does this sound a bit like a warlock?" Ogma asked slightly curiously.

"Heredited by blood, relying on one's own magic power to cast spells, and the effects of spells are easily affected by emotions. It does sound very similar to a warlock.

But the problem is that their magical power can indeed be improved through learning and exercise, which is very similar to mages.

So I think these wizards should be somewhere between mages and warlocks.

Some people also speculate that the original origin of the so-called wizards should be that humans combined with magical animals in some way, thereby gaining the magical power of each other.

All in all, there are really a lot of incredible and interesting things in that world. "

In front of the two gods, Zuo Si didn't hide anything and openly told everything he knew.

Because compared to the goddess of poison and disease whose thoughts are impossible to guess, the God of Knowledge and the Goddess of Magic are the kind of gods who are easier to get along with, and both parties have made a round of advance investment in Zuo Si.

Getting rewards now is a no-brainer.

As for Talona, ​​Zuo Si planned to wait until the sons of Baal began to awaken before talking to them about seizing the priesthood and throne of Baal.

"For example, the iron ball magic used to massacre the orc camps in the Northland not long ago?" Midnight raised the corners of her mouth slightly, showing a half-smile.

Upon hearing this, Ogma immediately responded with a smile: "No, you are wrong. That is not magic in the strict sense, but inspiration from a sport that wizards love very much."

"Sports?" Midnight raised her eyebrows in surprise.

"Well, yes, a sport called Quidditch. Its rules are very complicated. You can think of it as a ball game flying on a broomstick. There is something called a Bludger, which is a ball with a diameter of The 25-centimeter iron ball will randomly track the nearest player at a speed of up to 300 kilometers per hour and try its best to knock it off the broom."

Ogma had obviously spent time reading books about the Quidditch game, and was very enthusiastic about explaining it to the goddess of magic around her.

Within a few minutes, Midnight realized how dangerous Quidditch was, and he asked dumbfoundedly: "Are these wizards crazy? If they were hit head-on by such an iron ball, they would probably die on the spot."

"The answer is yes. In the history of Quidditch, the highest number of people died from Bludgers, followed by falling from a height and falling to death." Zuo Si gave an affirmative answer without hesitation.

"Then why not change it to something less dangerous? For example, a wooden ball or a cloth ball?" Midnight asked in a very puzzled tone.

Zuo Si replied nonchalantly: "This may be related to the contradictory nature of human beings.

In times of uncertainty, people usually crave a safe living environment, even at the cost of freedom.

But if they are really safe, then they will crave excitement and enjoy the frisson of a brush with death.

To put it simply, they like to die when they are full.

I think Quidditch's Bludger, which can kill people, probably stems from this mentality.

In fact, it should not be difficult to understand as long as you think back to your traveling and adventurous behaviors and thoughts when you were still a mortal. "

"makes sense……"

Midnight's mind instantly recalled the experiences of traveling and adventuring with the warrior Kelanvor, the thief Cyric and the priest Ayton during the turbulent years.

Especially the tension and stimulation caused by the massive secretion of adrenaline after encountering danger will indeed create an addictive feeling that cannot be stopped.

"So you use your planeswalker's special ability to connect different worlds, use the cheapest and simplest way to enlarge the size of the Bludger, and then add rotating blades and spikes to it, forming a kind of weapon that can attack any building. A weapon that poses a huge threat to cities and even countries?”

Ogma, the God of Knowledge, saw through Zuo Si's thoughts and intentions at a glance.

Because if this is not the case, whether it is made into a card or the spell is constant in the Faerun way, the cost will inevitably be quite staggering.

Zuo Si nodded slightly: "Yes. Unlike the constant spells according to the rules of the magic network, using the technology of another world to make these iron balls requires some money to buy the iron balls themselves. The rest only needs to be repeated. Just put some magic spells on it, there is no cost at all. If anyone comes to provoke me in the future, I will release dozens or even hundreds of these iron balls at once and drown them directly."

"Hundreds? You are as crazy as ever." Midnight commented, holding her forehead.

You must know that that night, when she noticed that there were magic items that she had never seen before in Faerûn, and cast a concerned look, she was almost shocked by the bloody sight before her eyes.

Especially the spectacular sight of the orc army, which had threatened Silvermoon City and other city-states in the North more than once, being chased by a dozen iron balls and fleeing in all directions, I am afraid I will never forget it.

Ogma even smiled and teased: "Don't worry, since you killed the two talisman masters, there are not many people on this continent who dare to take the initiative to mess with you."

"Oh? Do you know about this?" A trace of surprise flashed in Zuo Si's eyes.

"Of course, I have been paying attention to you. Besides, don't you want to know the true identity of the female moon elf named Zelanora?" A playful smile appeared on Ogma's face.

"You know?"

As soon as this matter was mentioned, Zuo Si immediately became interested.

He once used prophecy magic to detect Zeranora, and even ordered the little devil to use theosophy. However, the information obtained was basically specious and could not be used as judgment or clues.

In fact, prophecy magic is not as useful as many people think.

Especially after the opponent has blessed himself with protective magic to avoid detection, the effects of various detection magics will be greatly reduced, and some content that is very easy to cause misunderstanding will even appear.

This is also the reason why many specialized mages often oppose the prophecy system immediately when choosing the opposing faction.

Ogma touched the beard on his chin and said: "In this world, there are almost no secrets that I don't know. Since you have brought back so much knowledge this time, I will give you a little Hint."

After saying that, the God of Knowledge raised his finger to create a scroll filled with tiny characters out of thin air and handed it over.

I saw on the surface of the parchment, written in very small ancient Calishite characters:

As she sleeps on the fruits of empire, may her body rot and her scales crumble!

May her fangs become dull and her wings wither as she wanders on the river of time!

Ivy Kolasagran will one day regret challenging the all-powerful Shaan, and I will personally eat her flesh and gnaw her bones.

I will artistically summon her to my throne and force her to bow her head before me.

I will shape her skin into a cloak befitting the status of Quesa.

By the gods, I swear she has to die!

No one or dragon will ever be able to challenge Shane's authority in this realm in the future!

After reading these contents, Zuo Si showed an unconfident expression on his face: "The quotations of Xia En VII in "Compilation of Wild Words"? Zeranora is the undead emperor Xia En VII? The last monarch of the Xia En Dynasty?"

"Haha, yes. It's incredible, isn't it? During the Year of Turbulence, when the second generation of Magic Goddess fell, the entire magic network was in a state of control. So Xia En VII was escaping from the unicorn that imprisoned him. A little accident happened while reading the Scroll of Beasts. His soul was injected into the body of the moon elf Zeranora."

Seeing that Zuo Si had guessed the answer, Ogma simply revealed the answer directly.

Perhaps in the eyes of mortals, Shane VII was a powerful and terrifying necromancer and demilich, but in his eyes he was just an insignificant mortal.

The Lord of the Dawn, Lathander, has already proven to the entire world by killing Sammaster, how terrible the gap between the legendary mage and the fighting incarnation of powerful divine power is.

"That's it." Zuo Si nodded thoughtfully. "What is the purpose of Xia En VII?"

"It's very simple. He wants to restore the glory of the Sharn Empire and bring Calimshan, Tethyr and Amn back under his rule. In addition, he wants to pay tribute to Ivicora Thagran, who once destroyed the empire. "Sharp Tooth" takes revenge. In the eyes of Shane VII, you are a very useful and important talent, and I hope you can become his minister and ally." Midnight added with disdain.

As the person in charge of the magic network, the moment Xia En VII connected to the magic network, she recognized the other party's true identity.

Facts have once again proved that it is too easy for gods, especially gods who hold certain powerful clergy, to find out the secrets of a mortal.

The latter looked like he was running naked in front of the former.

Zuo Si secretly held a moment of silence for Xia En VII, and then asked in an uncertain tone: "Then what do you two think of the restoration plan of the last emperor of the Xia En Dynasty? Do you support it? Oppose it? Or do you not care?"

"I don't care. Anyway, Calimshan, which has been in a state of chaos for a long time, and Tethyr, which has been in civil war for so many years, have a living environment that can't get any worse. Even if it is ruled by an evil and powerful demilich, I'm afraid it will A little better than now. The latter will at least establish the most basic order and law."

Ogma was the first to express his attitude.

Because he himself does not care about good and evil tendencies, he just hopes to have a stable regime that can better protect those books and knowledge.

After thinking for a few seconds, Midnight quickly replied: "My point of view is the same. For a country, order is always better than chaos. But I am a little curious, do you want to talk to Shane VII? Form an alliance?"

"Form an alliance? Maybe, I haven't thought about it yet. But one thing is certain, that is, the entangled sigil secretly controlling Calishan must be eliminated, and Cyric the Dark Sun and his church and elect must also be purged. Clean." Zuo Si said decisively.

"If it's to deal with Cyric, I'd be more than happy to provide all the help I can."

Midnight did not hide her hatred and disgust for this former companion.

"How can you help?"

Zuo Si, who was always hungry for magical knowledge and power, immediately lit up.

He knew very well that the woman in front of him was the goddess of magic, and knew every magic created by all races and civilizations from the moment the magic network was born.

Whether it was the original Saluk witches and the golden scrolls they created, or the later horrific magic rituals of the high elf mages that could tear the continent apart, or the large number of ten-ring and eleven-ring magic that emerged in the Netherese era. , as well as the powerful portal technology of the Imasca Empire, which has complete and detailed backups in the other country.

Midnight pretended to smile mysteriously, and asked in a slightly seductive tone: "Have you ever heard of Silver Fire?"

"You mean... let me become a voter?" Zuo Si raised his eyebrows in surprise.

Because the silver fire is the divine power given to the electorate by the goddess of magic, and it is also the most essential original energy of the magic network.

One of the most typical features is that you can choose one from one to nine levels of arcane magic as an additional spell-like ability, and then you can cast it once a day.

Once the selection is successful, it cannot be modified for life.

In addition, you can also choose one of the arcane magics from the first to the ninth rings as a permanent immunity, and it cannot be changed after the same selection.

In other words, when this magic is released, the silver fire will automatically generate a corresponding counter-effect, resulting in the spell being unable to have any impact on the electorate.

In addition, there are other benefits such as never aging, not getting sick, not being poisoned, immune dissociation effect, no need to sleep, sight detection magic, physical fitness increased by ten points, etc.

The most important thing is that the silver fire can be transformed into various forms, which can be used as a weapon to attack and as a means of treatment.

It can even be said that among the many gods in the entire Faerûn continent, the goddess of magic is the most generous to the voters.

Even Bane's elect, Fuzor Chambery, once expressed envy after studying the silver fire remaining on Sammaster's body.

"How about it, are you interested? Don't worry about Talona. Unlike the God of Knowledge, I don't have so many worries, and I don't care if I will be resented for this."

When she said these words, Midnight was filled with confidence as a goddess of magic and a member of the powerful god.

After all, the current goddess of poison and disease is just a second-rate god who is moving from a weak divine power to a medium divine power. She is still far from threatening her.

"Are you sure you really want to do this?"

Ogma was visibly shocked by his ally's bold move.

Although strictly speaking, it is not uncommon for a mortal to be chosen by two gods at the same time.

But the problem is that the premise of this situation is that the two gods have a close alliance with each other.

Moreover, according to the first-come-first-served principle, the second god needs to obtain the consent of the first god before granting the identity and power of his elect.

But the current actions of the Magic Goddess are obviously suspected of poaching, and are also suspected of violating the unspoken rules of the battle between the gods.

Midnight nodded without thinking: "Yes, I am very sure. Because among the gods, no one understands Cyric's short-sightedness and madness better than me. He is an irrational lunatic who will sooner or later turn against the entire world. poses a huge threat. I'm willing to do anything to reduce his power and influence."

"Well, I hope you know what you're doing."

Seeing that the goddess of magic had made up her mind, Ogma stopped trying to persuade her.

"Now it's your turn to make a choice, Soth. Are you willing to accept Silver Fire as my chosen one?" Midnight stretched out her right hand and asked solemnly.

"Of course, it's an honor."

Zuo Si lowered his head and thought for a few seconds, then elegantly bent down and kissed the back of the goddess's hand.

The next second...

A ball of silver flame extracted from the essence of the magic network instantly submerged into his body.

In the blink of an eye, the terrifying energy strengthened the endurance of the muscles and cells to a height that cannot be described in words, and its physical attributes jumped from twenty-three points to thirty-three points.

At the same time, he also quickly selected additional spells and immunity spells from levels one to nine according to the guidance of Silver Fire.

Except for choosing the nine-ring magic immunity, I was entangled in whether to choose time stop or the big rupture, and finally gave up the latter in tears and chose the former. The rest of the decisions were made without hesitation.

After finishing all this, Zuo Si raised his hand and suddenly released a ball of silver flame in his palm, sighing slightly: "It turns out that this is the most essential energy of the magic network, with almost infinite possibilities of being shaped."

"You can control it so quickly?" Midnight showed surprise.

Because normally, it takes at least a few years for voters to get familiar with and practice from obtaining the Silver Fire to being proficient in controlling it.

"I have read Elminster's research notes on silver fire, and I have also done in-depth research on energy such as divine power. Otherwise, it may take a lot of effort to control this crazy energy." Zuo Si The silver fire in his palm was instantly extinguished as he explained.

He finally understood why Elminster, Kelben, Laila, Alustriel, and Xinbu, the chosen ones of the goddess of magic, although their spellcasting levels were not high, could often dominate spell duels. The advantage is that they can defeat opponents who are similar in strength to them or even have higher level of spellcasting.

The reason lies in the powerful spell immunity provided by Silver Fire, as well as its ability to ignore magic resistance and spell resistance.

What's even more outrageous is that this thing can even generate a light curtain to repair the dead magic area in a short period of time, and even the anti-magic force field can be eliminated.

This means that many strategies for spellcasters are of no use to the chosen ones of the Goddess of Magic.

"Remember to be careful when dealing with Cyric and the Church. That lunatic's behavior is completely impossible to predict based on common sense." Midnight warned with a serious expression.

Zuo Si nodded with a smile: "Please rest assured, my understanding of An Ri is even better than his understanding of himself. In addition... I will not be stupid and go head-on, but will wait for a suitable opportunity to take action. .”

Dislike, in psychology, is an attitude, a state of emotional readiness before taking specific action on something.

Judging from the final result, it is manifested to some extent in behaviors such as rejection and rejection.

This rejection may come from physical, rational, cultural, ideological and other complex factors, until they are integrated to form a concept, and then the concept becomes a part of the personality.

Zuo Si knew very well that his dislike of Cyric stemmed from all-round opposition from behavior, thoughts to ideas.

In addition, he is also preparing to tear off the priesthood that originally belonged to Baal, the God of Murder, from his opponent. It is basically certain that Cyric will become an undying enemy in the future.

Since they are enemies, they will naturally use all possible means.

Zuo Si was ready to wait for this guy to fall into madness and then hit him harder.

Even if Cyric cannot be killed and sealed, he must be pulled down from the throne of powerful divine power.

After the three-day conversation ended, the God of Knowledge and the Goddess of Magic soon left the Mage Tower and returned to their own country in the outer plane.

Before leaving, Ogma also left behind a book that specifically teaches people how to make legendary magic items and even artifacts, as part of the reward for bringing back a lot of knowledge this time.

After getting the corresponding information from Lei Yin who was lurking inside the entangled talisman, Zuo Siye immediately took Isadora through the portal and arrived at the house in London, England.

Because before Christmas comes, he needs to spend a little time preparing a holiday gift for Dumbledore, Hermione, Harry and others.

In addition, by the way, he would fulfill the promise he had made and take the girl to enjoy the completely different scenery of another world.

"This...where is this? Are those glowing lights a magical effect? ​​Why do the iron-clad cars on the road run on their own without being pulled by livestock?"

Isadora looked out the window at the white snowscape, the large number of colorful neon lights, and the passing vehicles, with a mixture of surprise, curiosity, and joy on her face.

"Those colorful lights are not magic effects, but a technological device that uses electricity to illuminate. As for the vehicles that can run on their own, they use internal combustion engines that burn oil. Here, put on these clothes and I'll bring them You go outside for a walk."

With that said, Zuo Si put a pack of prepared winter clothes in front of the girl.

He had already noticed that in just a few seconds, the girl was already freezing and gasping.

Apparently, London's bad weather was a nightmare compared to Ascatra's relatively warm climate.

Feeling the cold, Isadora didn't think much and quickly put on those heavy sweaters, coats, cashmere socks, and leather boots one by one until she was completely wrapped up and airtight.

"Phew - it's much warmer now. I just wanted to cast a spell to endure the environment." The girl took Zuo Si's arm and said with a smile.

"Remember, don't talk to strangers unless necessary, and don't use any psychic powers or magic."

Before leaving the house, Zuo Si blessed the girl with a magic that could understand and speak any language - [Spell of Speech] and warned her.

Isadora nodded vigorously and assured: "Understood. Our identity from another world must be kept secret. If you have any questions, I will communicate with you through the spiritual connection."

"Very good. Let's go then."

Zuo Si opened the door and walked onto the street through the thick snow.

Since the house he bought was not far from the downtown area, he soon arrived at the commercial street filled with supermarkets and various shops.

Because Christmas is coming soon, you can see doors and windows specially decorated for the holiday everywhere along the way, and some staff in Santa Claus costumes are handing out coupons, small gifts and other things to passers-by.

These extremely prosperous scenes of modern society instantly attracted Isadora, who seldom went out. Along the way, she kept asking questions through spiritual connections.

It slowly calmed down after arriving at the first destination, the bookstore.

Without saying a word, Zuo Si handed a book list to the clerk directly, and then after paying the full amount, he took the books to the next destination.

When all the Christmas gifts are purchased, he will pack up the mess and send it to the Owl Post Office on Diagon Alley Street, and then these cute birds of prey will deliver it to Hogwarts or someone's home.

Since I don’t know many people, the ones I have a decent relationship with are even more pitiful.

So Zuo Si needed to buy very few Christmas gifts, some of which he prepared himself.

After finishing these troublesome chores, he stood on the street of Diagon Alley and asked the girl next to him: "Is there anything you want?"

"There's nothing special I want. Because I have you, that's enough." A satisfied smile appeared on Isadora's face.

"In that case, let me take you to have a meal."

Zuo Si quickly located a wizard restaurant on Diagon Alley Street and walked straight over with the girl.

You must know that there are not many people in the British wizarding world, so even Diagon Alley, the most prosperous commercial street, is only the size of a small village.

It doesn't take much time to walk from the beginning to the end of a street, and there are only a few shops, such as a wand shop, a bookstore, and a pet shop.

There are quite a few places to simply eat.

In addition to the squalid place like the Leaky Cauldron, there are two historic restaurants.

But Zuo Si was very wise and skipped the store with the sign "Authentic Traditional British Cuisine" and chose another store that specialized in French and Italian cuisine.