Is the person in front of me a red-robed mage from Sale? No, he can speak with the dead. So, is he a priest who believes in Bane, the god of tyranny?

Just like when I rescued the dwarf before, I was able to find Iolum's immortality technique based on the information from the Netheril ruins. In the current situation, if I agree to trade with the other party, I can find Sazastan's phylactery?

No, it is more likely that only by sharing information about the ruins with the other party can we get clues about the phylactery.

There is too little information about the triggering conditions for purchasing goods, and Tang Sen has no way to confirm his inference for the time being.

But he is very sure that he does not want to do the procurement task of Sazastan's phylactery at all now.

Under the current circumstances, this is almost a life-threatening choice.

Fortunately, since his authority was upgraded, he seems to have the right to choose and refuse purchasing tasks. As long as he does not choose this product, Tang Sen can completely ignore it.

"I don't know what will happen if I complete a certain purchasing task. Judging from the current text, the purchasing products that can be triggered in this world are definitely not just the two currently available."

Tang Sen quickly put these speculations behind him and turned his attention to the current situation.

"If you can perform the conversation with the dead technique today, I can accept three hundred dragon coins." Tang Sen said calmly.

The corners of the priest's mouth raised under his cloak, and he said in a hoarse voice, "I did prepare the technique of talking with the dead today, but——"

He chuckled and said, "Are you agreeing so neatly? It seems that I was right. The information you want to get from the dead man's mouth is indeed important."

"I changed my mind again, five hundred dragon coins, or let me hear the news."

The atmosphere in the room suddenly became tense. Maris quietly moved a few steps behind the pastor, while Barn also stood in front of Tang Sen.

Instead, Tang Sen laughed and said, "If I agree to five hundred dragon coins, will you raise the price again?"

"Then it depends on whether your price has reached the limit." The pastor smiled and said, "Who would object to making a lot of money?"

He glanced at Maris and said, "Wanderer, I advise you not to have any bad thoughts. My temper is not very good."

"Hey, this guy seems to treat us as fat sheep." Barn held a hammer. "A gutter rat who believes in evil gods, where do you have the confidence?"

The priest stood up slowly and took off the hood on his head.

Everyone can see that there is no hair on his head, only various strange lines that extend from the back of his head to his neck.

And the hood and the robe under the heavy armor also turned red at this moment.

"Fat sheep? That's right." His ugly face grinned ferociously. "My senses tell me that I caught a big fish. I can't just let go of such a good thing."

"Ser?" Barn was suddenly surprised.

"No, I am not Sazastan's lackey." The priest was extremely dissatisfied with Barn's title. "One day, I will overthrow the rule of Sazastan and take back the Ser that belongs to us!"

"Salle Revival." Maris said the name of this organization slowly.

Information about this organization emerged in Tang Sen's mind. This was a group of people who failed in the civil war in Ser. After Sazastan completely ruled Ser, this group of people gathered together to form Ser.

The revival meeting attempted to regain the rule of Serge.

Of course, it is not necessarily justice that fights against evil. The evil of the Sayre Revival Society is not weaker than Sayre itself, but even worse.

"This goes hand in hand with purchasing goods." Tang Sen knew it in his heart. "If anyone has information about Sazastan's phylactery, I'm afraid it's only the people from the Ser Revival Society."

"In order to regain their homeland, these people are so short of money that they are going crazy. They are willing to do anything to make money. Of course, they will not shy away from killing people and stealing goods."

Thinking this, Tang Sen glanced at Maris.

Maris' face was extremely ugly, and he explained, "Mr. Townsend, I did not expect such a thing to happen. There should be no trace of the Cyre Revival in Neverwinter."

"I understand." Tang Sen responded calmly, then looked at the priest and said, "So, you didn't prepare the conversation with the dead technique at all? You just used it as bait to test my financial resources?"

"Are you still concerned about this kind of thing now?" The pastor grinned. "You have misunderstood me. I don't know how to predict things. I really only planned to make ten dragon coins as extra money at the beginning."

"That's it." Tang Sen breathed a sigh of relief. "This is good news."

He glanced at Maris and said, "After all, my trip was not in vain."

Tang Sen's indifferent attitude made the pastor wary, and he looked at Tang Sen carefully again.

Although he is confident that with his own strength, in a place like the Black Lake District of Neverwinter City, he should not capsize in the gutter. Even if he cannot fight head-on, he has prepared a complete escape route to escape.

However, even though he had revealed his identity, the other party did not panic at all, which made the pastor feel a little unsure.

Everyone knows that a Ser who can wear a red robe is at least a third-level spell caster, and the third level is still the lowest level for Ser. In the Ser revival meeting, those who can act alone are at least a fifth-level caster.

Spell caster.

And because of Serge's special promotion path, every red-robed spellcaster is a master of combat and conspiracy, far stronger than ordinary adventurers.

"Well, five hundred dragon coins, I won't increase the price any more."

After pondering for a moment, the pastor suddenly said.

The water in Faerûn is too deep, and reckless people usually don't survive long, especially when faced with a spellcaster.

The pastor decided to test it out. If the other party gives in because of his weakness, it means that the other party's calmness is just a strong force on the outside.

When the time comes, you can naturally do whatever you want.

But if the other party has something to rely on, you can also take the opportunity to leave and then make long-term plans.

Tang Sen shook his head, "Five hundred dragon coins are too few, let's go with one thousand dragon coins."

The pastor was stunned for a moment, "What do you mean?"

"I mean-" Tang Sen said calmly "r!"

The invisible space began to spread outward from around Tang Sen.

In an instant, the vigilance in the priest's heart reached its highest point. The lines on his head suddenly lit up with a bloody light, and he rushed towards Tang Sen without hesitation.

But this was meaningless. The moment the priest appeared in front of Tang Sen, his figure suddenly disappeared on the spot, and when he appeared again, he returned to his original position.

"Give me a thousand dragon coins and I will let you leave here."

As Tang Sen said this, he slowly pulled out the knife from his waist.

"What do you think of this deal?"
Chapter completed!