Surviving the Fourth Calamity

Chapter 938 Spy is really a dangerous job
Vera did not choose to place his palace in the deepest part of Mir Forest in the end.

When the undead built the Magic Great Wall and cleaned the interior of the forest, she flew all over the forest in her own small carriage, and finally chose the turning point that connected to the traveling mountain range on the west side.

The Mill Forest and the Marching Mountains are like a longbow that has just been put on the arrow and has not been drawn. Vera chose the bend of the bow.

The deepest and densest part of the forest is the upper part of the bow body, the part sandwiched between the traveling mountains and the Yisi River.

There are also the most towering trees there.

But Villa did not choose to go there.

Although for the creatures in the forest, the deep forest is the safest place, but she is protected by the undead, and she doesn't need to compete with those poor little animals for living space.

Although human beings can understand that she will bring safety by bringing the undead to the past, the panicked animals don't have the IQ to understand. They only think that Vera and the others are going to rob them of their living space.

In order to keep their group alive, animals will really work hard.

Vera stood on the open carriage, looked at the small animals hiding behind the big tree to observe them, and waved the flower stick briskly and threw a natural blessing over.

She was actually quite happy: the situation in Mill Forest was much better than she thought, which could save them a lot of time and energy.

Although I don't know why these gods and monsters behaved so politely this time... With Vulcan's temper, if they didn't burn everything that could be burned, that would be polite.

But Vera is still willing to make concessions for these struggling animals.

So even when returning to the clearing she had chosen, and seeing the thousands of trees piled nearby by the undead, Vera maintained her cheerful mood and released her Blossom Palace.

Although William told her from the beginning, when Vera chose the final location, she could hire undead people and build a more desirable palace... In this way, she would not have to stay in the same place with the time-space artifact and the undead people.

But Vera... touched her small wallet, and felt that this palace was quite good.

Anyway, the side hall of the time-space artifact has its own special entrance and exit. As long as Vera closes the door leading to her queen's hall, the undead will not be able to enter her hall casually.

As for loud noises, endless noise, and fights, Vera... doesn't care.

Xiaohuaxian calmly and calmly drives the fairy dragon to fly into the hall. At worst, it’s better to live in the car... Although the fairy residence in Huaguduo Palace is not bad, it’s actually not that different from the human residence. Change many places.

And Hill's arrangements are always a little more beautiful.

Then Vera, who was sitting on the throne, quickly and firmly asked the young master who had been by her side all the time: "Who is making trouble outside? What happened?"

'Master' glanced at Vera in confusion. Aren't the undead always noisy?
He turned to look at his secretary.

That person had already started to look at his tablet: "Well... didn't you take in hundreds of refugees two days ago? Xue Yunfeng arranged them in an alchemy hut, where there was an oil painting of Hill."

Vera straightened up quickly, and gently turned the small flower stick in her hand: "Are there many liars? I remember the conductor asked them to sign it? That's the contract paper with the seal of the Lord of Dawn! "

Compared to Tyre, who is justly judging, a little elf like Vera is more afraid of Ransander who refuses to reason with them at all... Dare to provoke his old man, and burn you without discussion.

"Lansendell is not unreasonable at all!" The 'Master' who was also looking at the tablet said innocently, "Look, those who just told some insignificant little lies will at most be burned as black pigs .

Only those... um... are they betraying humanity?It was burned to ashes. "

Hill had already seen the black pig in the mouth of 'Master' from another giant screen. These people who lied and dared to sign were just being carried from the camp to the open field by the undead to water them!

Severe burns are definitely not minor injuries!

Even though Ransander is still in the Kingdom of God, his attention is on other places, and he has not paid attention to Toril's affairs during this time... His punishment is completely in accordance with the rules of the Kingdom of God …Others can choose the lesser punishment, but Lansander will always choose the heaviest punishment, and there is no chance of any fluke at all.

In fact, it's no wonder that Lansander always wanted to stretch his hand above the sun... Although he didn't master many priesthoods of Amanatar, he could use them more or less.

And Amaunata hasn't appeared for too long, and there is no difference between being unable to resurrect and being completely dead. In the past so many years, Amaunata's performance was not as good as that of the dead and scumbag Baal.

But after having better fun, Ransander simply gave up his attempt on the sun... His posture is obviously that if there is no melon, he has to hunt two dates, but if there is a melon to dig, he will not give up the date.

However, even though most of their bodies were burned to carbon, there were still a few people fighting each other, cursing each other dirtyly.

The undead onlookers were a little confused.

But slowly, I heard some news: This is the spy that the countries that are hostile to each other put in Calimshan at the same time!

It's their basic idea to tear the enemy country's legs off by the way when listening to news... But a single oil painting made them all blew themselves up.

The undead listened to their scolding with relish, and the priests sympathetically added some blood to the spies... Don't die before the fun is over!

Vera persisted for a while, and then gave up her reserve after hordes of goblins rushed out to hang on trees or undead people to listen, and sat down on the shoulder of 'Master': "Let's go out and have a look too! Seems like fun."

"Lansander's Dawn Flame is really brutal!" Selûne sighed softly, "They were all burned...the Harpist was not spared."

Hill glanced at the screen suspiciously: The countries that were scolding each other seemed to be all around Calimshan!
Then he saw a limping black bard following behind 'Xueyunfeng', the burns on his body were not that serious, but the clothes had been turned into pieces, and the clothes wrapped around his body should be The cloak that 'Xue Yunfeng' had just handed to him... Xue Laogou was holding a harpist badge in his hand and looking carefully at it.

"Oh~ it's from Miril's school." Selûne seemed to see something from the badge, "It's no wonder that the dead have to spare him, after all, it depends on your face!"

Hill smiled helplessly... It is indeed not a secret among the undead that Lynn may be a voter of Miril.

So he is not surprised that 'Xue Yunfeng' asked a few priests to add blood to the bard. The bard's injuries are indeed not serious, which means that he just hid his body that is useful to the camp. Dangerous identity, but he has no hostility towards goblins and undead.

So it was just a dawn fire for hiding the truth.

The harpists always hide their identities habitually, especially the traditionalists... Miril's followers are basically like this.

As for the danger... Harper is not just a name, but an advanced profession.

That bard might be 8th-level in his own class, but hide the multiclass harpist class.

Concealing one's strength is of course a danger to the camp that rescued him... He didn't want to do it, and it was not a precautionary measure that he couldn't do.

As for the punishment Tire gave these people, it was to seal their power... These people basically have a high level of occupation, and it wouldn't be so miserable if they just attracted the fire of dawn.

But Tire is always very cautious in dealing with people, he is willing to give people a chance, so he always seals the power of these people who violate the justice contract first, and then let the Knights of Justice come forward to judge.

Then there is Corellon, the elves have always had good skills, and they are not afraid of fighting the enemy, but what they are most worried about is that the enemy throws some harmful magic items... So his restraint on these enemies is to seal them from using magical objects Capabilities, especially those for space supplies.

That is to say, even if these spies have any tools that can help them escape in the magic pouch, they can't take it out.

And the priestly force that William put on that paper was a just and fair trial...with his thoughts on safety as the rule, to judge whether these people were any harm to the camp or not.

The reason why the harp player dared to hide his identity was because according to Toril's traditional style, he would not be found out and punished if he was not hostile or even a little bit friendly.

But this time it was William who was at the heart of the trial.

Although he has tried his best to lower his high standards and strict requirements, Hill feels that the word spy is enough to make him violent, even the allies.

The undead were still listening to those charcoals exposing each other's privacy with relish... After discovering that the undead were interested in what they said and were even willing to send them priests for it, the spies spoke even more vigorously.

Anyway, what everyone is exposing is the old background of the enemy country, and what they are saying is not a lie, and they have nothing to feel guilty about in exchange for treatment... As for their own, they have also been exposed, tsk, let the enemy know all the secrets, it’s not bad A P secret!

They didn't say it by themselves, nor did they do it themselves. Who cares about the embarrassment of their own nobles and even the king?
For most Toril people, espionage is just a kind of money-making job, and they don't have so many high-level national beliefs... What beliefs can nobles bring to them?Only the shiny golden dragon is their favorite.

And their lives are of course more important than golden dragons... Although they like to dance on the blades, it doesn't mean they want to roll on the blades.

However, although the border kingdom where the lake of steam is located has a lot of information, the undead were finally attracted by the Tethyr spies who exploded the information of the kingdom of Amn... After all, it is related to the former ruler of Mulan, Prince Andrew.

(End of this chapter)