Hill is a little puzzled: Waylon, which has been hit by tornadoes all year round, is really a place that humans can only go to by boat.

Even if the Amn Navy occupies Velen, it will be difficult for them to survive the double attack of the tornado and the elves with their abilities.

Selûne seemed to sense Hill's confusion, and reminded lightly: "They probably want to enshrine Aglaia throughout the country, and Amn doesn't have a state religion yet."

Hill couldn't help but widen his eyes: If Aglea accepted the loyalty offered by the Amn people, the tornado would indeed have no effect on them.

Even the elves, even if they want to compete with them for Vilen, they still have to look at Hill's face and dare not use some extreme methods... Those few generals of the Royal Fleet are quite unscrupulous in their actions.

But how could Aglaia do that? Who wants something so dirty?

Hill frowned and said, "Aglaia doesn't need that muddy faith."

"They probably feel that, as a newborn god, Aglaia's indifference to faith is only shown to the Toril gods.

And to a certain extent, Amn can be regarded as one of the most powerful countries in Faerun Continent in recent years: both population and economy are top-notch. In their hearts, Waterdeep City and Silvermoon City are nothing.

So they don't think any Toril **** will not accept their national beliefs. Selûne said with a smile, "The people of Toril have long since ceased to understand what it means to be born gods."

Moreover, in the previous Amn, the most important **** was Vol'jin. Even if all the believers converted, she would not dare to have any opinion on Aglaia... After all, Vol'jin can't even beat you. "

She is also a little different from Shar: Shar’s requirement for her followers is to do things for her, not to provide any faith power. Unfortunately, few of her followers can understand this, and they always think that if they are devout enough, they will be recognized by Shar .

The more people think this way, the more stupid they are: Shar hopes that they will provide some useful information rather than kneeling there for days and nights. It is best to rely on conspiracy to destroy a country... such as Tethyr in the past and now .

And what she needs for Selûne is only the temple. Because of her past injuries, she needs to confirm the sign of her own existence, so the temple is very important, and believers are still useful as the adherents of the temple.

But what they need is to proclaim their name and power, not to receive many devout prayers... Who cares about so many things?

As long as the original power is used...including the use of magic nets and shadow magic nets, it is an acknowledgment of Selûne and Shar.

Hill nodded indifferently: "Let me tell Lynn later, Aglaia is not interested in becoming the belief of which country... the **** that is believed by the whole country, Lansander or Amana Tower?

And, Woking? "

Selûne laughed boldly: "Haha! That's right~ Who wants so many believers who cause trouble every day!

Isn't Wojin still alive? With Lierla who has a lot of friends, as long as Wojin bows his head and begs for mercy, most of the gods will still let her go. Didn't the old man save her for a while?

Moreover, although she not only cheated the undead that time, but also almost killed the guards of the temples of other gods...but she still didn't die?

In fact, many gods think that there is always a **** of business transactions anyway, and Wojin is better than a newcomer. At least she will not become a powerful **** in an instant because of more and more developed business transactions.

A place like Amn, where business is paramount, will of course dedicate faith to Woking. Just like there is also Heim's temple there, and slave traders prefer to worship him.

Apart from them, it's basically Sune... Her followers are very popular in Amn.

However, who is a serious girl going to Amn?

Even if you want Aglaia to agree to Amn, I will persuade her... Such a cute little girl, why bother to get herself dirty. "

Selûne's tone was full of disdain. She liked those girls who were willing to fight for her own way with both hands. In her heart, those rude washerwomen were better than those girls who entered Sune's bathing center to work.

But in Amn, who started out as a slave trader, it is indeed difficult for women to survive. Hill still remembers the words of the Amn spy... As long as they stay in whose house, those women belong to whom.

Whether the master knows these women or not, he can treat them like crimson roses.

In such a society, even if you want to be a washerwoman, you can't do it!

So the female professionals in Amn are all roses with thorns struggling out of the mud... They all have a tough style of doing things, either they are very like the people of the Sune Church, or they are male-haters.

Hill lowered his head, Selûne didn't mention the special existence of Amm.

Amn's belief in the gods is indeed not that pious, but standing behind them are the Masked Mages and Shadow Thieves... The reason why those parliamentary families can control the powerful army and those so-called commercial companies is not because of Amn People respect kingship.

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It seems that the reorganization of the magic net must have dealt a heavy blow to the Masked Mage Association, even to the point where commercial companies like Amn began to look for new backing.

No way, Amn is a country that regards arcane magic as illegal... It is normal for the masked mages to use the magic net to trap the hands and feet of the mages.

As for the shadow thieves... they should be looking for a way to reintegrate into the shadows by now.

The reason why Selûne did not mention these organizations behind Amn was not only because they were not a threat to Hill at all, but also because the Shadow Thief was originally one of the enemies she had declared.

Selûne hates those thieves who use the shadows under the moonlight to do bad things... and the shadow thieves who believe in Cyric have no presence on Shar's side.

Shar suddenly spoke softly: "Am, I'm a little interested in something.

Hill, how much longer do the spies have to tell the truth? "

"4 hours." Hill silently calculated, "If necessary, the undead can send them in again. No matter how strong the willpower is, if the mental strength is not enough, it won't last for 8 hours."

Shar laughed softly: "Enough, my exclusive priest has always moved very quickly."

"Martha." Hill raised his voice and shouted, "Please tell the undead with the artifact of time and space that a certain Shadow Cloak will visit their camp."

"What's there in Amn?" Selûne asked blankly, "Isn't there just gemstone mines and slaves? There won't be any masked mages worthy of your attention, right? Don't most of them use the shadow magic net?"

Shar sneered: "You think I will say it?"

Selûne responded intuitively: "Your priest asked the undead... wouldn't that be the same as telling me?"

Shar snorted coldly: "Heh~ You can guess for yourself."

The gossip meeting on the giant screen was temporarily suspended. Although the ending of An Deru was very satisfying, the process was not comfortable. The struggle between the nobles, although it sounds interesting, but after a closer look, it is actually the same as An Deru. Things are no different with Dejou... nothing new under the sun.

In the high-level battles these spies talk about, the people at the bottom are always the ones who are hurt the most... However, they always mention it in passing: a certain undead suddenly had a flash of inspiration and asked the Amn spy what happened to the servant in the captain's house , was taken away together?

The secret agent of Amn was at a loss for a while before finding out the fate of those servants from his memory: the whole family was buried with Prince Andrew.

The reason turned out to be that they neither prevented Prince Andrew from entering the garden villa, nor prevented the mad navy captain from killing Andrew.

Judging from the expressions of the Amn agents and others, no one thought there was any problem with this... The servant who died so desperately died quietly.

Then those undead people lost interest in listening to gossip and disbanded automatically... For them, it's better to help clean up those big trees, this is their extra income!

These dead trees still have many uses, such as the cedar-like Raspah tree, whose trunk can build houses, and whose needles can also be used as a special spice. Among the candles...not to mention the torch, each Raspa candle can be sold for 1 gold coin!

The undead already understood William's behavior very well: if they sold these trees directly to the Time-Space Artifact, he would only buy them at a minimum price... They have suffered a lot!

For example, the shadow crown wood that looks towering into the sky can only be used as firewood. Even if it is the best firewood, a cart is only worth 1 gold coin... It is calculated according to the volume of the standard carriage of the Toril people, not according to the weight!

However, William actually bought the Raspa tree at the price of the shadow crown wood!

Later, the undead learned to be good, and they divided the materials first, and then sold each one separately.

Anyway, the stories of the Toril people can't surpass the shock that Andru brought them, and the undead have no interest at all.

The spies who were abandoned by the undead looked at each other, but they more or less understood that their state was not right, and they dared not argue with each other anymore... It doesn’t matter if you tell about the other party~lightnovelpub.net~ But if you reveal the secrets of your country After all, it's over.

Even if the future is unpredictable, no one wants to die now... They are all people who have signed some confidentiality contracts. It is a good thing to say what should not be said. It is a good thing to die suddenly on the spot. Some people even have to give their souls to the devil to play with. .

Just like what the harpist said: The higher the level of a spy, the more he knows, and the less likely he is to escape this **** life.

After the undead lost interest in these Calimshan refugees, the harpist Ivar Grimes quickly turned into a refugee camp manager...'Snow Cloud Peak' was very happy, he didn't want to take care of the npc's food and drink every day lazar.

He happily patted Ivar on the shoulder: "I knew that Lynn's colleagues must be able to learn management... Then I will leave the refugee camp to you! We elves are not very suitable for dealing with humans."

Shar suddenly heard this sentence while he was thinking, and couldn't help but said: "Sill, I remember that they used to be human?"

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