Arcane Journey

It's really hard to persuade this damn ghost with nice words.

  Brian was immediately a little unhappy when he noticed the unfriendly looks from everyone. He felt that he had done something bad with good intentions. He frowned slightly and said:

"What do you mean? I saved you out of kindness, and not only do you not show any gratitude, you even act like I owe you money."

"Now that you are free, escape before the Eye Tyrant Karazkal shows up," he said to the slaves.

After saying this, Brian found that these people were still indifferent and looked at him with displeasure.

Finally, a human man with a rosy face stepped forward from the group of slaves.

  He walked up to Brian and explained to him with a bitter look on his face:

"Thank you, Master Mage, for saving our lives and allowing us to regain our freedom. But you don't know that compared to regaining our freedom and returning to the surface, we would rather work under Master Karazkar. Your killing of these beholder overseers has undoubtedly cut off our retreat."

"Have you been brainwashed?" Brian's eyes narrowed slightly. Through the psychic's ability to detect mind fluctuations, he found that there was no trace of manipulation in the depths of their minds.

Besides, this eye demon is not good at controlling minds.

"No." The middle-aged man spoke sincerely, and he didn't look like he was lying. "We work here willingly."

"Yes, we work here willingly." A bearded dwarf jumped out and said to Brian in a vulgar voice, "I am a gold dwarf from the Golden Shield Clan, the Spine of the World. But in my tribe, all we do every day is mining. Even alcohol is in limited supply. We have to work at least 12 hours a day, and there is no day off. That old bastard in Gibraltar only knows how to stuff gold coins into his crotch, and he has never thought about our feelings."

"It's different here." The bearded dwarf said excitedly, "I only work eight hours a day here, and I have two mandatory days off every week. I even have 10 days of unhappy vacation every year. Even food and wine are in sufficient supply. It's such a good place, of course I don't want to go back."

"That's right." The bearded dwarf's words seemed to open the floodgates, and most of the slaves here followed suit.

"I want to go back. I live in the lower city of Baldur's Gate. I bought a house with a loan from the gold dragon tax collector, Lady Lyanna Slats." A human with messy hair like a chicken coop said:

"I never thought that just after I finished renovating my house, a red dragon in its prime, the enemy of the gold dragon, Lady Lyanna Slaters, came to cause trouble for her. The house I just bought was destroyed in the flames of the red dragon. Not only did I lose my house, but I also have to pay the mortgage to the gold dragon tax collector every month. Here, I don't have to worry about anything. Except for the depressing environment, the work is also very easy. I don't want to go back to the surface."

"Fuck you, whoever said the environment here is depressing, I'm going to get angry with him!" A bald gray dwarf walked up to the human man, jumped up and gave him a big slap, grinning and said, "I don't have a big problem with working here. What attracts me most is actually those dark elf girls. Anyone who is tired from work can line up to find them to vent."

As the gray dwarf spoke, his eyes unconsciously drifted towards a cave not far away that looked relatively hidden.

"That's right, my wife ran away with someone, and none of the three children I raised for more than ten years is mine. On the surface, as long as you are willing to endure hardships, there will be endless suffering. I won't go back. I'm not stupid."

Brian was at a loss whether to laugh or cry at the reasons given by these slaves.

This suddenly reminded him of a problem he had seen in the real world. If aliens occupied the earth and forced everyone to work eight hours a day, take holidays on weekends, and have half a month of paid leave every year, how many people in the world do you think would resist the alien rule?

  Then someone commented, this is not a place to occupy, this is a place to liberate!

"Well, as long as you are happy, since you don't want to go back to the surface, then continue to work. If your Lord Karazkar comes, put all the responsibility on me."

I have to say that this Eye Demon Tyrant Karazkal is really good at controlling slaves. This is probably even more powerful than the effect of magic attacks.

Brian shook his head helplessly, and then he couldn't help but wonder what the so-called dark elf girl and the queued cave that the gray dwarf had just mentioned were. With a thought, he turned into a little light mist, disappeared from the spot, and appeared in the dimly lit cave.

Then, the scene inside made Brian a little dumbfounded.

There are dark elf girls everywhere, most of them are naked, or wearing white stockings and gauze, and not far away, a group of men of various races are lined up in a long queue.

A chattering beholder stood on a platform similar to a security check, checking the men in line, and only let them in after confirming that they were all correct.

Brian didn't know what terrible psychological damage the drow elves had once caused to the Eye Tyrant Karaz'kal.

This guy is not so kind towards these beautiful girls. He just treats them as tools for him to relax his body.

Brian did not comment on this situation and left quietly.

He came to the human man who had just stepped forward and asked him a few questions. After learning that the Eye Demon Tyrant Karazkal had disappeared for a long time, he walked towards the resting nest of Karazkal without fear.

Inside the lair, Brian found the treasure of Karaz'kal, a massive stone beholder that glared out across the rift canyon.

Its main eye is a hollow shaft leading to a hemispherical treasure chamber.

The treasure house is surrounded by an invisible magical barrier.

Brian easily dealt with this simple magic with a simple magic removal.

As the treasury of the Eye Demon Tyrant, the wealth inside is naturally very rich. The gold coins and jewels alone are piled up like mountains, so bright that people can't open their eyes. The second is magical equipment of various qualities.

If it were in the past, Brian might have been very excited, but now, except for legendary equipment and more special treasures, other things did not arouse his interest.

He moved his mind slightly and took away all the treasures.

Just as Brian was about to leave, a faint dripping sound in the corner caught his attention.

He turned around and was surprised to find that it was a broken construct.

No, it should be said that it is a demon tomb from the mechanical realm of clock nirvana.

Brian was very interested in why this thing appeared in the treasure house of the Eye Demon, and immediately went over to check it out. (End of this chapter)