Arcane Journey

"This is my believer." Brian raised his hand and a delicate sapphire appeared in his palm. It was infused with magic power. He handed it to Orianna and said to her:

"I have already explained your specific situation in detail in the gem. Bring your people and organization members, the more the better, and leave the city of Ancient Orens as soon as possible, and then go to the surface town of Mokou to find a holy warrior named Balerius, who will introduce you to Mircella."

After saying that, Brian's expression became serious, and he said in a slightly cold tone, "However, I want to remind you of one thing. Since you have decided to go to the surface world, join me, and live in the floating city for a long time, you must curb your bad habits in the Underdark and abide by the rules of the territory. Otherwise, you should know the consequences."

"I understand everything, Mr. Brian." Orianna knelt on the ground excitedly, took the gem token from Brian with trembling hands, and assured him, "Don't worry, sir, I will definitely abide by the rules of the floating city and will never cause you any trouble."

She slowly stood up and solemnly put away the token. Then she restrained her expression, which suddenly turned into a murderous, cold and ruthless dark face. She said, "If my people violate the rules of the floating city, there is no need for you to take action. I will solve this problem myself."

This was an opportunity she had fought so hard for, so she certainly couldn't let it slip away.

"Very good. I believe you can do what you say." Brian nodded slightly and said to her, "Well, you don't have much time. You need to leave here as soon as possible. Be careful and keep a low profile."

He glanced around and smiled, "As for me, I won't go with you. I have more important things to do."

As soon as he finished speaking, Brian was enveloped by a star-like light mist and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Looking at Brian's disappearing figure, Orianna did not dare to delay and immediately raised her hand to release a signal similar to a ghostly will-o'-the-wisp to convey it to her companions.

Just as Brian said, they really didn't have much time left and had to leave the city of Ancient Orens as soon as possible. If the priestesses of the Spider Queen noticed their intention to leave, they would definitely face another unpredictable and tough battle.

On the other side, the 'Devil's Fang' tavern.

Under the soft light, the gray dwarf merchant Talacot was sitting at a gold-inlaid table, the blood-red wine in the cup glowing with an alluring luster.

His eyes were shining with pride and pride. He looked at everyone present and began his journey of self-boasting.

He just raised his glass, proudly showing off his deep friendship with Brian.

Tallacott tells the story of his encounter with Brian in a poetic voice: it was a chance encounter, a fateful encounter.

He described how he spotted the talented mage advisor instantly in the busy marketplace.

Just as he was blowing more and more fiercely, a light mist emerged, and Brian's figure suddenly appeared, scaring Tallacott so much that he dropped the wine glass in his hand to the ground.

"Mr. Mage, you...you are finally here." Talacot suddenly came to his senses and took the initiative to greet him. After that, he shamelessly ran up to Brian and tried to get close to him.

Brian didn't buy his tricks and raised his hand to stop him. He said in a cold voice, "Stop talking nonsense. Didn't you say you would take me to see the dusk merchant Prometheus Tral? Now I have time. Let's go."

"Ah?" Tallacott was stunned for a moment, then immediately reacted and said with difficulty, "I'm very sorry, Mr. Mage, unfortunately, the Dusk Merchant left this morning, and you are late."

"Left?" Brian frowned unconsciously and looked at the timid gray dwarf, "Where he went, you should know, take me to see him." Right now, the several materials that Vizlan entrusted to him have not been gathered yet. Although he already has clues about these materials, it would be a good choice if he could kill the black dragon in the process of searching and loot his treasure house.

After all, after the matters in the Underdark came to an end, Brian was ready to run the golem factory and various production lines for producing magical weapons and equipment at full capacity, ready to go to the Abyss.

Let this black dragon's treasure serve as the fuel for your descent into the bottomless abyss.

"He must have returned to Manto Dres." The gray dwarf Tallacot said, "That's his base camp. Every time he trades goods with him, he will return to Manto Dres to rest for a while."

"Then why are you wasting time? Take me to Manto Dris and let me meet your old friend." Brian urged impatiently.

Manto Driss was naturally very clear about this. When he first came to the world of Toril, he was captured by the black dragon and taken to this place.

'Then I'll get up from where I fell,' Brian thought to himself.

Seeing Brian so anxious, Tallacott did not dare to delay and immediately called on the group of reluctant men in the tavern to gather, and then the caravan set off.

About half a month later, with Brian's help, Tallacott's caravan arrived at Manto Driss safely.

During the journey, Brian also gained a more detailed understanding of this place from the gray dwarves.

Manto Deris is a huge cave carved out by the long river of time.

After thousands of years of scouring and polishing, it is like an underground palace. The drow elves, gray dwarves and deep gnomes have jointly created a prosperous world in this dark place.

Deep in the cave, there are four warehouses standing like stars.

They are not only places where materials gather, but also symbols of power and glory of this underground kingdom.

Each warehouse is controlled by a certain force and contains rich minerals, rare gems and countless business opportunities.

Around these warehouses and in the deep corners of the caves, there are temporary residences of many merchants.

For in Mantor Dreith, few of the inhabitants were permanent residents, except the dragon.

After all, this group of people are engaged in a business that cannot be made public. It is a trade channel connecting the surface and underground. The main traded goods here are slaves and valuable sacrifices.

Every businessman here is a shrewd and capable negotiator. They conduct business in narrow caves, exchange the latest market information, and closely monitor the actions of other competitors.

This made Brian curious whether the crazy abyss demons had infiltrated here. (End of this chapter)