An ordinary fantasy adventure in the continent of Faerun

"Then I'll go buy a set of equipment first. We'll meet up next to the Temple of Mercy in half a day."

Skar took the two bloodstones. Although Baldur's Gate has a very interesting currency system, people also support the most widespread gold, silver, and copper coins on the continent, or the most primitive barter. As long as you can produce items that the merchants like, you can trade at will.

After the agreement, Scar left first. As a high-level paladin of level 10, his combat power is naturally not something that Noshier needs to worry about.

And Noshier also began to consider the equipment he could find in Rivington based on his past game experience, or any help he might get.

"I didn't find the Doomsday Circus when I came in. Hasn't this circus traveled to Baldur's Gate at this time point?"

This is a bit of a pity, because Noshier clearly remembered that there was a particularly foul-mouthed djinn in that circus, named Akabi.

As long as you beat it in its roulette game, that guy will be angry and teleport you to a land full of tropical plants and dinosaurs.

The game character can find a legendary trident called [Japanese Wind Ninaru] there, which is the graduation weapon of the throwing barbarian. Unfortunately, the circus is gone now, so it is definitely impossible to obtain it.

But Noshir thought again.

"In the game, the difficulty of obtaining this weapon is very low, but it may not be the case in reality."

"Halcin, who originally had a professional level of only 5 in the game, is a professional level 16 archdruid in reality, so others must have abilities that match their character backgrounds."

"Although that foul-mouthed djinn is hateful, combined with his title of plane destroyer and the ability to teleport people to extremely far areas at will, he must be a very powerful existence."

Noshir, who has lived in this world for 14 years, knows this continent much better than before he crossed over. He knows that only Chult meets the terrain conditions and biological characteristics. That damn place is at least 600 miles away from Baldur's Gate.

"And it's not just that. The circus can make people realize their extraordinaryness in the game. The leader of the circus claims that they are astral travelers. If they can travel in the astral world, then their leader Lukexius must be at least a legendary necromancer in reality."

"... How outrageous! It's better not to think about this weapon before you are strong enough."

It's best not to have anything to do with this circus. This background is really scary.

Noshier continued to think back.

"The good equipment that can be easily obtained in the game has not appeared at this point in time. Most of the excellent equipment that can be obtained can only be bought in the store, but I don't have money at the moment."

Combined with the current situation, it is impossible to obtain equipment and supplies. Perhaps the only resource I can get now is the intelligence support that the Harpists who stayed behind in Danseron's flying axe can provide.

"Forget it. My previous experiences and gaming experience before the crossing may not help me much at the moment. I still have to observe with my own eyes."

"Although the guards stationed at the walls of Rivington let us in easily, that was because Scar and I had dressed up in advance and covered up the symbols of Eltoril on our bodies. Otherwise, it might not be so easy to enter the city."

And strictly speaking, they did not enter the city. Only after passing the southern wing checkpoint of the Dragon Pass, and then entering the Twin Song area through the Dragon Crossing Bridge, and then passing through the Sow Hoof area, Whitburg area, Little Calimshan area, Nochepur area and Stone Eye area around Dust Eagle Mountain, and then passing through the Petrified Lizard Gate, only then can they be considered to have truly entered Baldur's Gate.

All the blocks before entering the Basilisk Gate can only be regarded as outer city areas. These outer city areas have poor public security and high crime rates. Robbers and thieves are caught every day, and then sentenced to imprisonment, fines or public whipping according to the severity of the crime. If they are murderers, they will be escorted directly to the gallows next to the Basilisk Gate.

"I remember that the Throwing Axe Shop of Danseron seems to be opened on the Flying Dragon Crossing Bridge. If the Flame Fist prohibits the Eltoril people from passing through the checkpoint, then we have to worry about the situation of me and Scar."

It's useless to think too much. Noshier began to walk slowly in this once familiar town. People came and went on the streets. There were all kinds of races and almost no sadness. After all, the tragedy in the distance had nothing to do with them. Maybe the only thing they are worried about now is the influx of a large number of refugees, which will cause the price of this area to rise.

The road was very muddy, with irregular houses on both sides, all built of stone and wood, and the terrain was high and low, undulating. Although people came and went, most of them were in a hurry. People had their own things to do, for work and for life.

As Noshir walked on the street, he used his super high perception to analyze the conversations between pedestrians, hoping to find out what happened recently in Baldur's Gate.

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"Someone was murdered again last night, and the body was behind the Sword Coast Express. If it weren't for the dogs raised by those postmen barking all night last night, more people might have died."

"Damn, this kind of thing again, when can the Flame Fist take their minds off their damn gate and help us ordinary people? Don't they have anything else to do besides collecting city fees?"

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"Have you heard? The capital of Ertugard seems to have disappeared, and the entire city has turned into a bottomless pit."

"Damn Haru, do you believe such outrageous words? A whole city disappeared. Did all the Ertugardians offend the gods?"

"I'm not talking nonsense! This was all published in the Hocktok Mouth Daily. Look, it was a few days ago! Those gentlemen in the Lower Town and Upper Town knew about it much earlier than we knew! "

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"Join the Ansu Jingwei! The bravest and most fearless mercenary group in the history of Baldur's Gate! Come and join if you are brave enough!"

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After two hours of shopping in Livington, the above three pieces of information were the most valuable information Nohill found.

"Murder cases are still very frequent. This has not changed half a year ago. I didn't know why at first, but now I have some guesses."

Only the cult of the God of Murder can commit such a horrific incident. These cultists have been causing trouble in Baldur's Gate for hundreds of years, and have never been eliminated. They always cause trouble every once in a while. Come.

"However, most of the original murders occurred in the outer city and lower city south of Feilong Crossing. Unexpectedly, in less than half a year, the Baal cult began to appear even in Livington?"

Nohill is a little worried that these cult lunatics will come out to cause trouble during his search for the Hell Mystery Box, but he can't provoke them yet, so he just needs to be more careful in his future actions.

"The news of the fall of Eltoril was not widely spread, or perhaps because the incident itself was too bizarre, not many people were willing to believe it even if it was spread."

This is neither good nor bad. The bad thing is that it may be difficult for refugees to find extensive social assistance. The good thing is that people don’t know the specific details, so they won’t have any concerns about me who seems to be a devil. Too extreme a reaction.

"Ansu Jingwei is still recruiting new people. This is a large-scale adventurer team in Baldur's Gate. They provide a variety of services, including intelligence, thugs, and exploration of ruins."

"Perhaps I can get some information from them. Although their information sources may not be as detailed as the guild, the professional ethics of this adventure group are still quite good. Rather than actually going to the guild to inquire about information, I would rather spend my money on Up here."

After all, those guild thieves don't have any professional ethics. As long as they make money, they can do some good work for you even if it's trivial.

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