A sneeze destroys a magical civilization

【Detect toxicity】

After casting his spell on a table full of dishes and confirming that there were no problems, Zuo Si began to eat with confidence.

It has to be said that as a coastal city close to the tropics, Calimport’s seafood is definitely one of the best in Faerûn.

Whether it's oysters that are the size of an adult's hand and baked with garlic, minced ginger and spices, or mackerel with soft, tender flesh, they all taste pretty good.

Paired with a rich peppery lamb soup, anyone who eats it can't help but give it a thumbs up.

And the food at "Happy Hour" hotels is generally generous.

The plate on which the food is served is about thirty centimeters long and ten centimeters wide.

The food is densely piled on top to form a hill-like peak.

The bowl is a typical large soup bowl.

It is estimated that a bowl of rich broth and two large pieces of bread can make even an adult man full.

The most important thing is that the price is not expensive.

Even a full plate of oysters, carefully fried and grilled with spices, only costs one silver coin.

In other words, almost half of the gold coin Zuo Si threw to the innkeeper before should be regarded as an extra tip.

It is not difficult to see from the price of food that the lives of ordinary people and those of spell casters are like two completely different worlds.

For the former, a gold coin often means that they and their family can have enough to eat and drink, and live a carefree life for a month.

But for the latter, the same gold coin can only buy one or two parchment scrolls that can carry magical power, or a dozen or twelve empty bottles containing potions.

The strong sense of tearing and the weird financial system fascinated Zuo Si.

Occasionally he even gets wildly imaginative.

Imagine those legendary spellcasters and dragons with millions, tens of millions, or even hundreds of millions of gold coins in their hands, suddenly taking out all their money to purchase certain daily necessities, such as food, salt, and steel.

And then forcibly raising prices through monopoly will cause terrible damage to the markets and trade of various countries and city-states in this world?

But unfortunately, this will never happen.

Because for the dragon, collecting treasures is never for spending, but to satisfy the innate greed and collecting habit.

Similarly, high-level and even legendary spellcasters would not be bored enough to do such a thing.

Most of their huge property exists in the form of magic items, scrolls, gems, potions, rare objects, books, spellcasting materials, etc.

"This world is very mysterious and exciting. And my body is only about ten years old. There is no need to be too anxious. There will be plenty of time to explore bit by bit in the future."

Zuo Si murmured to himself in a voice that only he could hear, while his eyes flashed with a strange light.

When the urge to explore the unknown and take risks subsided, he threw a finished oyster shell on the table.

Seeing that there were still four-fifths of the food and broth left on the table, the soldier quickly swallowed the food in his mouth, raised his head and asked in surprise: "Master, are you full now?"

"Yeah, almost. I have a loose tooth recently, and it looks like it will fall out soon, so my appetite is not particularly good."

Zuo Si sighed helplessly and subconsciously touched his left cheek.

Humans are known to replace their baby teeth with permanent teeth between the ages of six and twelve.

His body is currently in this phase.

And it will continue over the next year or two until the last baby tooth falls out.

This is quite a grueling process.

Especially for someone with an adult soul.

Zuo Si couldn't imagine that if his front teeth fell out, would it affect his ability to recite spells?

Or directly obtain a DBUFF that increases the probability of spell casting failure?

Just when the soldier was about to say something, he suddenly noticed that a group of children squatting outside with bare feet and unkempt clothes appeared at the door of the hotel.

They are generally very thin, the oldest is about fifteen or sixteen years old, and the youngest may not even be ten years old.

Qing Yise stared at the leftover food and broth on the table with two longing eyes, swallowing hard.

"Damn! Who let you brats get close to the hotel? And you showed such disgusting expressions to the distinguished guests! Get out! Get out! Don't let us see you again!"

A waiter noticed the group of children, immediately put on a fierce expression, and waved a stick in his hand to drive them away.

Not only did no one of the customers in the store stand up to stop him, but they acted like they were just watching the fun.

Some guys even shouted loudly, asking the waiter to beat them harder, so as to draw blood.

Regarding this naked bullying of the weak, Zuo Si frowned subconsciously.

If it was a situation like that in the floating city tower where he couldn't even protect himself, he would naturally not stand up and meddle in other people's business.

But now, he has regained his freedom, and the education he once received and the values ​​he was forced to temporarily abandon are showing signs of recovery again.

The soldier was keenly aware of this and immediately asked in a low voice: "Do you need me to stop it?"

"Go!"

Zuo Si thought for a moment and nodded quickly.

Without saying a word, the soldier stood up and walked towards the door, grabbing the employee who was about to hit him.

The latter originally planned to turn around and give this blind and nosy bastard a stick, but after seeing the other person's appearance clearly, he immediately stopped all actions, forced out an awkward smile and asked: "Mr. Guard, why is it you? "

"The master doesn't want to see those poor children beaten." The soldier replied bluntly.

"Is this what Mr. Soth meant? He is really a kind-hearted and good man. But you are outsiders and don't know the situation in Calimport. They are not ordinary children, but a group of abandoned people." The waiter patiently said explained.

"Abandoned civilians?" The soldier had a puzzled expression on his face.

Literally understood, it should be a person who has been abandoned or abandoned.

But the problem is that Calimshan is a country that recognizes slaves as the private property of their masters.

How could it be possible to abandon any human being with the ability to work, even if these humans are just a group of children who have not grown up.

The serviceman nodded seriously: "That's right! Abandoned people!

Although they look harmless, they are actually infected with lycanthropy.

Once he is provoked and loses his mind, or on a full moon night, he will immediately fall into a state of madness.

Anyone who is bitten and does not receive timely treatment can also become infected.

Abandoned people can only survive by hiding in the sewers and picking up leftovers.

These underage little guys ran up on their own, and it was probably because there was a fight in the sewer.

Their tribe or clan was overrun by other lycanthropes, and they had no choice but to run to the ground to find some food.

In Calimport, no one is willing to let a guy infected with lycanthropy get close to them.

Because you don't know when they will suddenly go crazy and give you a hard bite.

The Thieves Guild will occasionally hire abandoned people, but they will never allow them to approach the neighborhoods they control, let alone spread lycanthropy within their sphere of influence. "

After hearing these words, when the soldier looked at the children again, he was obviously wary.

Although he himself felt that even if these scrawny little guys turned into animal forms such as werewolves and rat-men, he could easily kill them with a short sword.

But Zuo Si's safety always comes first.

He didn't want any potential danger to come near his master.