Chess Mage of Faerûn

Chapter 557 The Wrath of Frost

"Snapped!"

"Mmm~"

Having never witnessed a mage roll up his sleeves and engage in hand-to-hand combat before, the female drow finally experienced firsthand the strength of her opponent, which was nothing like the gentle tickling or the playful whipping she had imagined, like a special hobby between lovers.

A searing pain shot through her lower back, and as she clenched her teeth and gasped for breath, Aejonis silently comforted herself.

Fortunately, it's just physical pain. What's truly frightening is that the torturer is ruthless and might secretly use some insidious methods to destroy one's proud, pert buttocks into two lumps of rotten flesh.

The flogging quickly came to an end amidst ambiguous groans, a mixture of pain and pleasure. With the lord's permission, the female warrior rose and, enduring the pain, respectfully bowed to the flogging man.

"The construction of the commercial district is basically completed. The White Tower Merchant Guild has reached an agreement with the trading guilds of Neverwinter and Waterdeep. The first batch of merchants will move in and open for business in a few days."

"Enjoy your gold coins and vacation! The circus from Waterdeep is on tour, and the new tavern has minstrels and dancers hired from Moonstone Masks. You're the first guests here."

After the law was enforced, it was time to give out treats. The benevolent Mr. Zhang prepared a small money bag for each of the three Zhuo Er.

Of course, he had no choice but to reluctantly keep Azurnis's bag.

what? !

The Drow female warrior was somewhat dumbfounded.

Having worked illegally on the high cliffs for almost half a year, the Drow, who had almost all thought they were just poor laborers working for slave owners, were finally seeing some cash, only to have it all disappear like this.

In contrast to the grief-stricken Aejonis, Viconia and the male scout Malawi were quite pleased, opening their purses and taking out thirty gold coins.

Thank goodness, in the high-cost Underworld, this amount of money isn't even enough to splurge at the tavern for a few days, but considering the price level on the surface, it's still quite considerable.

This human lord is quite generous?
The thought had barely crossed Malawi's mind before he quickly dismissed it.

Isn't this just being a fool? The wealth that was taken from me when I was captured was worth countless thirty-gold coins.

Viconia wasn't particularly interested in the reward money. After a series of upheavals following her escape from Menzoberranzan, even the distorted "daily life" of the drow society seemed far removed from her.

Does this sound like a brief opportunity to revisit the past?

Oh, no, I should say I condescended to experience the stupid lives of those Rivne people.

How did they put it?

Returning to "normal life" under the sunlight?
"Lady Night above," how terrifying that sounds.

and many more…

"How should we proceed?"

Viconia raises suspicion:

“Even if the cloak can block some of the sunlight, it’s still not something my people can endure. Besides, are you sure we’re suited to be exposed to those ignorant mortals?”

"I have my own plans. You can go back and rest now."

The mage waved his hand, shooing several black-skinned creatures out the door and ordering them to return to their barracks. Then, he sighed, rallied his spirits, and traversed the planes to the alchemy factory in the Shadow Cliff Fortress dungeon.

With more and more things to do and a tighter schedule, completing the power armor is the top priority.

Leaving aside the eager urging of the first batch of veterans who underwent the modification surgery to equip themselves with power armor, according to the intelligence gathered during this operation, the slave ship's next voyage is only a month or two away.

Fortunately, due to the limitations of Faerûn's logistics and the fact that its own business was not booming enough to require overtime work, the slaves captured by the Sea Demon Gang would be stored in several "population warehouses" in Luscan.

After several months of accumulation and local sales, the goods are then transported to Karinsan or other countries and cities that allow "free trade of people".

The technical issues have been resolved, and the standardized and modular architecture has been established.

A little over a month is enough time to complete three sets of power armor, and with a little more effort, it's not impossible for the entire High Cliff Cleaver Team to be fully armored.

As for large-scale deployment?
Hmph, first of all, Mr. Zhang's wallet wouldn't allow it, and secondly, those metal deposits are not necessarily available even if you have the money.

The only magical metal that can be produced domestically is Shadowsteel, which is made from high-quality steel. Unless you own a mine, it's not cheap. "Let's take it one step at a time," the mage said, stepping into the workshop and greeting the Keen craftsmen who were busy working on parts and armor plates. He resignedly rolled up his sleeves and went into the factory to tighten screws.

Time flies. More than thirty days and nights have passed. The three sets of power armor planned were completed on schedule. However, the last piece of armor has only just begun, and there are only about four days left before the scheduled launch of the raid.

"Thank you so much this time, brother. If you ever need anything in the future, just let me know, and I, Kaigen, will search high and low for you."

The one who spoke up, patting his chest, was naturally Kegan. However, as he pounded his newly acquired armor, it was unclear whether it was out of gratitude or joy.

Logically, the last dwarf to undergo surgery would be the one who was last equipped with power armor, and thus would be ineligible to participate in this raid.

Despite his desperate pleas and tantrums, Kegan's act unfolded as expected, and was unsurprisingly ignored by the mage.

then…

"My dear Rick, could you... could you switch places with me? My drink allowance for next month is all yours."

The dwarf gritted his teeth and made a fierce move:

"Even the quota for the month after next is negotiable!"

"Oh, Rick likes to drink. The wine in our territory is delicious!"

"Armor slots."

"Oh, no, that won't work."

"Hey Rick, look, your Gomorty already has a new suit of armor, why don't you let me have it?"

"Oh, you have an older brother too? No way."

"Holy shit!"

Now, please answer the question: In the dialogue above, which teammate from the melee team would you like to switch equipment waiting order with?
A. Morty; B. Münster; C. Bard; D. Rick
Choose the answer...

Oops! We've switched channels.

It's easy to understand why they went after Rick, since the latter is a half-ogre.

Don't get me wrong, I just think the other person is a bit simple-minded and I want to bully honest people. This shorty is very good at doing this kind of dirty trick.

Unexpectedly, the other party, though seemingly simple-minded, was not truly stupid at this crucial moment and refused to budge.

Just when Kegan had exhausted all means and was completely helpless, he shut himself in a corner and started cursing his unscrupulous boss.

"Please move my number to last."

"what?"

The short man stared dumbly at Münster, who had suddenly spoken, with a wide grin, looking as if he had failed an exemption from the "idiocy" spell.

"Chanem, I'm afraid I won't be able to continue with the group,"

The barbarian ignored Kegan's dazed expression, looking hesitantly at the mage. His usually cheerful tone was now muffled and heavy:

"I am about to face my trial."

"Ok?"

Zhang Yuan raised his eyebrows and looked the barbarian over, but found nothing different from usual.

“I am a Rosieman, and the wrath of the frost flows in my blood.”

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P.S., I almost forgot to mention, I, a perennial chess novice, finally reached the Fortress rank! I was climbing the ladder at the same time as the old dragon. Watching the dragon god's live stream can actually teach you some tricks.

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