There are so many creatures in the Forgotten Realm that players can hardly recognize, and it is even said that they have to understand the evolution history of their species.
Except for the familiar dragons, Sherlock has not conducted any special investigation and research on other creatures.
However, the voice in Black Pearl did not originally intend for him to answer, but chose to speak on his own.
"Sahuagin were just magical creatures created by a mage at first, but an accident led the creator Canalist to think of a way to mass-produce such monsters."
"After capturing enough female sea elves as experimental mothers, finally, the first sahuagin with reproductive capacity appeared, and then the second, and the third... It only took three years, and the first
The sahuagin tribe appears."
"It's hard for you to imagine that such an ugly and evil creature was born from a beautiful and kind sea elf."
Sherlock nodded. This story was indeed a bit difficult for him to accept, and he immediately questioned: "Then why have I never heard of this period of history."
As a half-elf, he actually knew about the rise and fall of the elves, and even heard about the Crown War back then, but he had never seen similar descriptions in any historical materials or biographies.
"Perhaps you elves don't want this story to be passed down. As the unquestioned ruler of Faerûn at that time, it is not too difficult to hide something."
Sherlock was not satisfied with the answer, but he did not continue to delve deeper. What he wanted to know more was the next development of the story.
"After successfully mastering an army of sahuagin, Canalist quickly began his evil plan. He directed the sahuagin to hunt the sea elves around and seize the source of magic from them.
something.”
"Now you may not be able to imagine how powerful the source of the elves' magic was in that era. When the magic stolen from hundreds of thousands or even millions of sea elves gathered into one force, it would be a powerful force.
Plant something that even the gods desire.”
"And Canalist is trying to use these magical powers and the dark gods to exchange for the way to the throne of God."
"Did he succeed in the end?" Sherlock asked. He already had a general understanding of the plot. It was simply that someone wanted to repeat Canalist's path. After all, becoming a god is the ultimate dream of many mages.
"Maybe it succeeded, maybe it failed. Before that, my soul had been sealed in this black pearl, and I could only pray constantly in the waves."
"I pray that one day, someone will feel the voice of a lion trapped in the sound of waves and wind, and then guide his soul to final rest."
Sherlock didn't expect that what was trapped in the black pearl was the soul of a half-lion. This race, which was rumored to be extinct, had always mastered special fighting skills.
"Then how can I help you?" He asked, which meant that he was accepting this task.
"Atonement, only by washing away my sins can my soul rest in peace." The half-human lion's tone suddenly became sad: "I personally brought these evil creatures into this world, and I personally cultivated them.
The most powerful, ruthless, and cruel one among them, and that’s why the tragedy that followed happened.”
"Adventurer, after thousands of years, I finally saw the demon-devouring bead that absorbed the magic power of countless sea elves. Destroy it. Only by completely destroying that thing can the regret and guilt in my heart be soothed."
Needless to say, Sherlock also knows what the Demon Devouring Bead refers to. It should be the bead that Shuijun and Marandi traded.
Obviously, Malandi knew the true purpose of the bead. As a sea elf, it was quite reasonable for him to take back such a thing from the outside world.
But from the conversation between these two people, he felt a little uneasy. What kind of information did Malandi have in Shuijun's hands? He was actually forced by a player to sell people, even his own tribe.
And soon, he found the answer to this question from the half-lion's story.
The being that he called the most powerful, ruthless, and cruel was not a sahuagin, but a sea elf, or a perfect combination of the two.
He possesses the power and appearance of the sea elf, and the evil and tyranny of the sahuagin, and between the two, he also inherits the ambition and cunning of his creator Canalist.
He is a sahuagin in the true sense of the word.
His name is Malanti, a legendary half-lion warrior.
The centaur secretly raised Malanti, who was supposed to be abandoned, and taught him all the fighting skills of the centaur clan. He also asked the sea elves to teach him how to use the magic power in his body, in order to make him
He can become stronger.
Powerful enough to stop the sahuagin from wreaking havoc, powerful enough to defeat his creator, Canalist, who was also his father.
However, everything backfired. Malanti obtained the leadership of the sea race group under great expectations, but turned against him at the last moment.
He gave Canalist a piece of chain mail made of black pearls as a gift, and gained the other's acceptance and trust.
"The power of the blood contract is ultimately no match for the imprint of the soul. No matter what, it was my fault that led to the disaster of the sea elves."
Marandi and Maranti are two names that are so close that they can even be confused with a slight change in pronunciation. It would be a bit self-deceiving to say that the other did not deliberately imitate them.
The sahuagin were born from the bodies of sea elves, with a trace of elven blood in them. A Malandi will appear, and naturally another Malandi will appear, and the latter may have even greater ambitions.
In this way, everything seems to be explained. Now I don't know if Shuijun knows the true identity of his partner.
He had originally planned to investigate the secret deal between these two people. Of course, there was no reason to refuse this task. It was just that when and how to do it needed to be carefully considered.
…
Rumble!
A thunderclap woke up Sherlock who was sitting in the room meditating, and his eyes followed the sound and drifted out of the window.
The dark sky shrouded the entire island, and the pouring rain and howling winds appeared together. Under the command of lightning, they began to wreak havoc everywhere.
"Are you sure you want to go?" Mierlu came over, stood beside him and looked at the wind and rain outside the window together, and said worriedly.
"Just like you were determined to go to Lost Soul Mountain, I can't refuse this opportunity either."
"I'll go with you this time, just like you accompanied me that time."
