How come this arcanist is invincible?

Chapter 111 Local Features

Twin Harbors, where two inland rivers converge and intertwine.

Besides countless small islands, the city also has numerous bridges connecting the islands. The areas under these bridges have become secluded places for people to conduct private transactions, rest, and relax.

But if you ask who knows this city best and is familiar with all those interconnected, unknown waterways and secret passages, only the old boatmen who have been sailing for years know it all.

The older the boatman gets, the more he knows about the secrets hidden in this city.

After Kane learned about the situation through the Dark Brotherhood, he took the ferry from the residential area the next day.

As he boarded the ship, he sized up the elderly half-elf ferryman.

The boatman had a very low concentration of elven blood, and the pointed tips of his ears were almost indistinguishable from those of a human.

Kane casually mentioned a destination and chatted with the other person for a few more minutes.

After the boat had traveled for a while, the old boatman tentatively started to talk.

"Sir, where do you come from? Are you a Nord, or from the Silver Alliance, the Free Cities, or the Covenant Alliance?"

"The half-elf boatman asked in a low voice."

Kane looked at him and calmly replied, "Nord."

The half-elf boatman's expression remained unchanged upon hearing this answer.

Kane knew perfectly well that Nord and Susas were mortal enemies.

Since the pacification of the Drow invasion in the Darklands and the establishment of the six-nation structure, the two countries have been at war constantly, and their conflicts have been accumulating for a long time.

The Nords often mocked Susas as a hybrid of elves and humans, while Susas despised the Nords for their savage and uncouth nature.

In addition to numerous disputes over economics and territory, the two countries have fought three or four large-scale wars in history.

In large-scale legion battles, the Nords' sword and shield legions fought bravely, inflicting heavy losses on the Sussas elves' sword dancer guards.

At the level of spellcasters, Susas, through its academy system, produces far more spellcasters than Nords.

Therefore, although the Nords can gain an advantage in the early stages, once the high-level spellcasters of Sussus join the battle, the Nord army will suffer heavy losses.

Even if the Nords were capable of breaching the Susas royal court, they would pay an unbearable price.

In an effort to curb the expansion of the Nords, Susas even secretly colluded with the drow descendants of the Deepwood Forest, and included pure-blooded drow in the category of pure-blooded elves.

It is important to know that a thousand years ago, the high elves and the drow were sworn enemies.

The boatman looked at Kane, without showing the disdain that the people of Sussas often held for Nords, and simply asked with a smile:

"Since you are a guest from Nord, would you like to hear the latest news from Nord? I have excellent connections, it will only cost five copper coins."

Kane raised an eyebrow, thinking to himself that this boatman's business was like a combination of a newsboy and an information broker, and what he was selling was probably just publicly available information.

This makes sense, as these boatmen receive visitors from all over the world year-round and are naturally well-informed.

Seeing Kane nod in agreement, the old half-elf boatman spoke up:

"Let me first tell you about Nord's recent situation."

Recently, conflicts have been escalating between the war-torn city of Nords and the deep forests. Many Drow descendants within the forests have sealed off the surrounding areas, not only cutting off trade routes but also capturing and killing passersby.

"But strangely, this time Nord did not immediately send troops to retaliate as it had done in the past; instead, there was an undercurrent of unrest within the country."

I heard that their Night's Watch has deployed a large number of men to the capital, and the royal court has also sent envoys to investigate. However, a rumor is also circulating among the people…”

"Rumors?" Kane composed himself and pressed for an answer.

The old boatman said slowly:

"Legend has it that a civil war broke out in Nord. The old royal representative sent by the Queen of Nord was assassinated in the manor. The capital then sent people to the city of war to investigate, but ultimately found nothing."

Kane nodded after hearing this, and said nothing more.

In fact, the higher-ups should be aware of the relevant evidence. Whether it's the corpse of a demon or the assassination plot, there are witnesses who can corroborate it.

However, such struggles involving high-level politics cannot be determined by simple evidence.

However, now that even an ordinary boatman like Susas had heard the news, he became curious.

How will the Elven Royal Court of Susas view this matter, and how will the demon cults within Susas react?

Noticing the change in Kane's expression, the boatman suddenly spoke up: "Sir, have you come here for sightseeing and relaxation?"

Kane simply nodded in agreement.

The boatman suddenly coughed lightly, then changed the subject: "Would you be interested in experiencing some local pastimes?"

"Local specialties?" Kane asked, feigning a puzzled expression.

"A potion called psychedelic water has recently become popular in our Twin Harbors."

After drinking it, you'll have your most cherished dreams, and all your wishes will come true.

Kane frowned slightly. "I don't have much money on me. This potion must be quite expensive, right?"

Upon seeing this, the boatman quickly explained, "It's not expensive, it only costs one silver coin per trip."

"Okay," Kane replied.

The boatman's face immediately lit up with joy, and he then swung his oars, navigating the small boat through the winding waterways.

Kane seemed to be deep in thought. In order to follow this clue, he did not carry his usual scimitar with him, but only hid a dagger in his bosom.

More than twenty minutes later, the small boat passed four islands and three curved bridges, finally arriving at a floating warehouse built with wooden sheds.

Kane had a sudden thought; the warehouse was full of small covered boats.

Every now and then someone would enter one of the boats, while others would emerge from another small boat with a satisfied but listless expression.

"Guests, we've arrived," the boatman said with a smile.

After paying the fare, Kane boarded a small boat that was attached to the side. Another thin half-elf boatman on the boat nodded to him, gesturing for him to come inside.

Kane entered the cabin, which was simply furnished with only two reclining wooden beds. A male elf was already fast asleep next to them, with a satisfied smile on his face.

Just then, the thin half-elf came over and handed over a bottle of pinkish-red potion.

Kane examined it for a moment, then asked, "What is this?"

"This is the psychedelic water."

The thin half-elf replied.

"Just drink it, then lie down on the wooden bed. Once you're asleep, just think about what you desire, and your dreams will come true."

"Do we have to drink it right here?" Kane asked again.

The other person rubbed their hands together and replied, "You can take it with you, but the potion will lose its effect once you leave this place."

Failed? Kane wondered.

The principle behind this hallucinogenic water is completely different from any other potion he has ever encountered before.

The function of tonics is to nourish the body and accelerate wound healing;

Possession potions integrate demonic limbs into the human body, serving as a medium to connect to the abyss. Combined with the Stigmata ritual, this allows the user to enter the realm of the soul.

He brought the bottle of hallucinogenic water closer and sniffed it, only to smell a faint fragrance.

It contains no blood or flesh-related ingredients and looks no different from ordinary sleeping pills.

Could I have misjudged the situation? Is this place completely unrelated to the Demon Cult? Or is there something fishy about the Finafen family's commission, and they have ulterior motives?

"Guest?" The thin half-elf asked in confusion when he didn't move.

Kane remained expressionless, flicked a silver coin into the other person's hand, and then lay down.

He possessed the ability to live forever and was completely unaffected by the effects of the potion, so he simply tilted his head back and drank the hallucinogenic water.