Elder Evil

Pay Tingen Archmage's bill?

Jiang Hao glanced at him.

Magic: Dominate Humans.

The thin halo shattered instantly, and the burning candle went out. The young man calmly took back the bill and walked away.

He suddenly felt he should go find Tingen Archmage. After all, the person who owed the debt should pay it. How could he ask someone unrelated to settle the bill? That would hardly be noble.

What a polite young man... But I can't stay in this Wizard Tower anymore. Does becoming homeless count as backlash from using the Wheel of Fortune? Jiang Hao wondered. He turned back and put every book in Tingen Archmage's library into his storage space.

With Graycastle, the largest library on the Main Plane, gone, books would become far more valuable. True, the God of Knowledge's fall meant that contact with unknown knowledge and writing could cause Corruption, but he could simply avoid reading them.

He believed the Corruption of knowledge was only temporary. The gods would surely find a solution. After all, the God of Knowledge was not the mightiest deity in the Otherworld; several Gods outranked him.

Jiang Hao left the Wizard Tower, wandered around for a while, and found an inn called the Fenlan Inn.

The inn's walls were built from black stone. Several stained-glass windows carved with strange animal patterns were set into them, letting sunlight flood the interior.

Thick wooden floorboards thudded underfoot. White candles stood on the chandeliers overhead, already burning though night had yet to fall.

Adventurers of different races and in all manner of clothes sat at neat little round tables. Some arm-wrestled, some drank deeply, and others whispered among themselves. Together, they made the inn a thoroughly noisy place.

In Ganzros City, an inn's ground floor served as its tavern.

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