Chess Mage of Faerûn

Chapter 193 Trading
"The totem pole used to assist the ritual was still perfectly preserved afterward. As a divine sorcerer, you should understand what a vessel that contains both the tribe's faith and is infused with the Blackblood Beast King's divine power means."

While emphasizing the value of the Mara totem, Zhang Yuan kept an eye on the expression of the old deer opposite him.

To his great disappointment, the other party showed no reaction or expression whatsoever. There was no pupil contraction or attempt to conceal the surprise in their eyes; their eyelids were drooping, as if they didn't even have the strength to lift them.

"Oh, I have a feeling you've gotten yourself into a lot of trouble and need Master Bevin's help. That totem pole must be a hot potato, right?"

The old man spoke slowly, as if he was about to pass out, but every word he uttered went straight to the heart of the matter; he was very shrewd.

Fortunately, Zhang Yuan had no intention of playing mind games with this old man; he simply spoke his mind directly.
"It is indeed troublesome for me, but for those who are in charge of animals, chaos, and hunting, it is probably an unexpected bonus?"

The monk, though polite, was quite firm in his tone: "You and I both know perfectly well that this item will never end up being ignored; it's just a matter of how much to offer."

“If this thing truly holds no appeal for His Majesty Bevin, then I might as well seek out the wood elves who also reside in the Misty Forest. I imagine that His Majesty Solonor, who also holds the divine authority of hunting, would be quite interested in this item. Excuse me, Your Majesty.”

As he spoke, Zhang Yuan prepared to take his leave.

"You wait first."

Elder Sena was also a bit annoyed. What kind of negotiation was this? He had to leave after only a few words.

However, knowing that the other party's attitude was not easily swayed, the old man stopped spouting those lies meant to deceive the uninformed. After a moment's thought, he spoke:

“If this thing is really as you say, then it is indeed enough to please my god, and I do need this credit, but I want to see the item first.”

After speaking, Sena, knowing the gravity of the matter, led Zhang Yuan out of the council hall, while the other team members continued to wander around the village accompanied by Bransana.

The two arrived at the door of a rather spacious wooden house. A wooden sign hung above the door, bearing a face that resembled a raccoon.

This is?

Little Raccoon Crispy Noodles Wholesale Store?
Cough, of course not. This is the temple of Bevan Wildwalker, and the place where Sena serves and worships.

After a brief prayer, a mysterious and gentle power, accompanied by a green light, filled the hall. Sena, supporting himself on all fours, stood up and said to Zhang Yuan:

“The power of my Lord has filled this place. This is the holy abode of my god Bevin. You need not worry about anything.”

The mage nodded without hesitation and readily took out the magic box. After unlocking it layer by layer, the core of this transaction—the Mara Totem—finally appeared.

The Mara totem poles, once exposed within the Beven Temple, began to flicker with an eerie, dark red light, their energy clashing with the natural and protective forces that permeated the sacred space—a seemingly irreconcilable conflict.

Immediately, the statue in the hall shone brightly, and the red light flashing on the totem flickered twice like a candle in the wind before disappearing, leaving only faint red lines in its engraved patterns. Along with this power came an extremely powerful and majestic will, solemn and vast, which made the Grand Master Zhang, who thought he could remain calm in the face of such a situation, suddenly understand what it felt like to have Mount Tai collapse before him.

Fortunately, this will itself was relatively gentle, without being domineering, tyrannical, or malicious. Although Zhang Yuan felt a sense of oppression, he was still unable to bear it.

The descent didn't last long. As Elder Sena, who had been prostrate on the ground, rose again, all the extraordinary aura and phenomena vanished like smoke, as if they had never happened.

"Hey~"

The old man let out a long sigh, a mixture of joy and a little disappointment.

“My god has accepted your offering and is aware of your concerns.” As he spoke, Sena extended his right hand, and a leaf appeared in his palm at some point: “This is my god’s reward to you.”

Zhang Yuan took the green leaf and examined it carefully in his palm. The leaf was shaped like a mulberry leaf, and its green color was so vibrant that it seemed to overflow. This was not an exaggeration, but rather that the natural aura flowing from the leaf was so strong that it seemed to overflow. The emerald light made his palm look like jade.

Without needing to identify a reading technique, one can understand its origin and function:

Beven's Leaf of Concealment: High-grade magical item (divine creation)
"While Bevan Wilderness Walker was strolling through the golden hills of Twin Paradise, a leaf drifted by and landed on Bevan's eyelid, covering his left eye. Bevan was surprised to find that the leaf could actually block his vision to some extent. Curious, Bevan collected a number of similar leaves and made a batch of interesting gadgets."

Natural concealment: When in a natural environment such as a forest or grassland, one is considered to be in a concealed state if one does not make any large movements.
Refreshing: Equivalent to Advanced Restoration Spell, once daily;
A Leaf Before the Eyes: When the owner is being watched by a god or a divine being, it will manifest as a raccoon, a companion of Bevan Wildwalker, for one-time use.

Having understood the item's function, Zhang Yuan's face lit up with undisguised joy. He quickly grabbed the Leaf of Concealment tightly, placing it close to his body next to the Thief Stone. Then, he looked up and sincerely praised His Majesty Bevin's benevolence and generosity.

However, although Sena's old face displayed the pride and joy befitting a clergyman, the words he uttered carried a subtle hint of sourness:
"The item you brought is truly extraordinary. Even our god is personally paying attention to this matter. This totem pole is probably not something an ordinary troll tribe could possess."

However, being mature and composed, he quickly calmed himself down and said in a solemn tone:
"You are probably already aware of the effects of this Leaf of Concealment, but there is no need to worry too much. You do not bear any marks of divine power, and with the treasure bestowed upon you by our god, you need not fret about the Black Blood Beast Calamity."

"Thank you for your generous gift, Your Majesty the Masked Leaf," the monk said again.

Sena nodded and then began to see the guests out: "Now that the matter is understood, you may leave on your own. I will have Bransana lead you out of the forest later."

After bidding farewell and leaving the temple, Zhang Yuan had a rough idea of ​​why the other party was acting this way. The old man originally wanted to buy the totem and present it to Bevin so that he could receive divine favor alone. However, the result was beyond his expectations. Bevin's gaze was drawn to the unique divine power of his mortal enemy, Mara, and his will descended directly upon her.

Now that's settled, manufacturers and sellers are selling directly, and Elder Sena's dream of being a middleman has been shattered.

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