Ordinary fantasy adventure in Faerûn

Chapter 523 Trading
Raphael looked at Noshir again.

"By now, you have understood my purpose. Yes, my purpose has always been very simple, which is to find ways to take ownership of the crown from you."

Noshir smiled and then spoke in a sarcastic tone.

"You have become quite honest now."

Raphael retorted without any shame.

"Obviously, this is because those dishonest tricks can no longer achieve my goals. In this case, I don't mind switching to a more honest method."

"You should know that no matter what, I will not give you the crown, right? I knew from the beginning that the crown contains great power. Do you really think that if you show a little bit of honesty and trustworthiness, I will safely hand over such a powerful power to you?"

"why not?"

Raphael pretended to be surprised and then explained in a serious manner.

"You actually said that you understand the specific function of the crown. Then you must also know that the crown is not something that a barbarian can use. You should understand that only a true wise man can fully exert the power of this crown. There is no difference between this world's treasure in your hands and in my father's hands. Anyway, for you, the biggest use of this thing is to decorate your own room."

Nosher didn't say anything. Ordinary barbarians were indeed unable to utilize the power in the crown, but he was not an ordinary barbarian. Although he was not a spellcaster and could not directly utilize the powerful enchantment of the crown itself, as long as he got all the Nesher gems, Nosher would be able to draw out the divine power hidden in the crown and obtain the most fundamental and powerful power!

But he didn't need to explain this to Raphael, and Raphael continued at this time.

"But I am different. The crown in my hands can create a greater glory, and for this bright future, I am willing to pay any price."

Raphael waved his hand, and a mountain of gold coins five or six meters high instantly gushed out of the ring on his finger. He waved again, and a deed called the Official Appointment Letter of the City of Obrota appeared in his hand. With this deed, anyone can legally obtain the right to rule the city called Obrota.

Raphael waved his hand again, and a blood-red flame emerged in his free right hand. It was the product of the energy of hell transformed into substance. It was the great ability bestowed by the sorcerer's patriarch, those powerful extraterrestrial beings. This flame could completely transform a person's life and bestow the highest level of powerful blessings from the depths of hell.

"Whether it's money, power, or strength, I can help you achieve it. You can use this money and this deed as you wish after I leave. If you wish, I can give you this power right now. This will make your mind more agile and your eyes brighter."

"You will be able to manipulate the fire of hell and instantly gain direct control over a small army of hell. From the moment you accept this power, that small army of 300 elite devils will be completely under your command. You can summon and command them at will, and they will carry out your orders to the letter."

"If you wish, you can take all of these things now. I promise not to charge any additional fees other than the crown itself. I promise you hereby that after obtaining the crown, I will never use it to rule over mortals. I will only set my sights on something more worthy of the challenge."

"If you still feel that these things are not enough to impress you, then we can sign a contract. As long as you are willing to hand over the crown to me, I will be willing to give you a full 1/10 of all my assets after I rule the entire hell!"

"How about this! You don't have to give me a direct answer right now. I just hope you can consider my proposal carefully. During this time, I am also willing to do my best to make up for the little unpleasantness that has occurred between us. So no matter what, please believe in my sincerity."

Nosir was silent for a while. He was indeed somewhat surprised by Raphael's generosity. The three things Raphael had brought out were not particularly attractive to Nosir. What really surprised him was the 1/10 of hell that Raphael promised. That's right, 1/10 of hell, 1/10 of all the assets of hell, isn't it 1/10 of hell? Such a generosity was enough to be called generous in any way. Although it still couldn't completely impress Nosir, he really felt his sincerity as Raphael said.

And just when Noshir fell silent, Raphael continued to speak.

"Think about it carefully, Noshir. At least until you gather all the parts of the crown, I will remain extremely patient. After all, Enver Gotash and his men have rejected my deal."

Noshir was silent again.

"…It seems like you've hedged your bets. I'm guessing the outcome won't be good."

Raphael sneered.

"You guessed right. Those shameless thieves stole my hammer, so I asked them to exchange it for gems. But even with such a fair deal, they were still unwilling to follow it. Facing the two chosen ones, even I had to temporarily avoid the attack in a non-combat situation. But do they think they have won by forcing me to retreat? No, there is no such good deal in the world. If they dare to humiliate me like this, they should be prepared for my revenge."

Noshier nodded, then said with some understanding.

"So you came to me. You wanted to use me to kill those bastards who insulted you, and collect all the crown parts. Then you can trade with me directly and achieve all your goals at once."

Raphael also nodded slightly.

"That's absolutely right. So what do you think? Do you want to sign a perfect contract with me that is completely mutually beneficial and free of any lies, falsehoods, or deceptions?"

"Let me think about it, at least until I finish what I'm doing."

"Then you must hurry. After all, you are in trouble now. Take my advice. Noshir, Enver-Gor'tash, and the Githyanki are by no means the only threats you need to consider right now. Even if you move quickly and prevent their plans from happening before they succeed in gaining the support of the Lich Queen, you will still have to deal with the wrath of Zariel."

Hearing this, Noshier sighed.

"So in your opinion, when will Zariel's revenge come upon me?"

"It won't be long, Noshir. As soon as the last demon lord, Lord of Beasts Bafomir, leaves Avernus, Zariel will immediately gather his troops and descend upon you and this poor, sad city with monstrous rage."

"According to the intelligence I have so far, Bafomiel won't be able to hold out for much longer. Maybe today, maybe tomorrow, or even the next moment, Zariel will drive the Lord of Beasts out of Avernus. By that time..."

(End of this chapter)