Broad World

"Your Majesty, if you don't mind, I would like to find a place where there are no one to talk to you alone."

Bishop Eugene did not know when he came to him, and with one sentence, Henry was brought back to reality from his contemplation.

Taking a meaningful look at the slightly overweight middle-aged nobleman, Henry lowered his voice and asked, "Then, do you represent the noble goddess Sheenworth at this moment, or the Lords Alliance led by Waterdeep City?"

You must know that the brown dragon Ortagus has observed clearly what this guy did along the way, and the other party seems to have no intention of hiding his identity, so he deliberately made his words clear to see what happened to the Lords Alliance. What is the intention.

"Is there any difference?" Eugene asked with a smile and spread his hands. "The alliance of lords is to ensure that the interests of the orthodox nobles are not violated, and the goddess is also the patron saint of the nobles, so the two do not conflict, but can be closely linked, relying on each other and cooperating with each other."

As he spoke, he revealed a strangely shaped button on his neckline. A golden crown pattern is engraved on it, which is the symbol of the Alliance of Lords.

The Alliance of Lords, also known as the Council of Lords, is a lawful and good group initiated and led by Waterdeep City. After so many years of development, the two famous cities of Silvermoon City and Neverwinter City have been successfully united. In addition, there are countless scattered towns, forming a collection of military, trade, magic power, etc. A series of alliances, even the same attitude towards monsters.

Interestingly, the Treaty of the Union stipulated that members were equal to each other when discussing internal affairs, regardless of their status outside the Union.

Sound familiar, right?

That's right, it's exactly the same as the Charter of the United Nations.

However, unlike the United Nations, which is manipulated by several hooligans, the Lords Alliance is the real executor, and it has not been broken since its inception. It is precisely for this reason that towns that do not have much ambition to expand have chosen to join in, to jointly resist the enemy and share the profits brought by trade.

Of course, this also means that those small towns with a population of around 1,000 people will also enjoy the same rights as Waterdeep City, Silvermoon City, and Neverwinter City, and they can even force them to make concessions in certain aspects.

Since its establishment, the Alliance of Lords has repeatedly thwarted another famous city in the north, the ambitions of Luskan and the Arcane Brotherhood to expand abroad. Arguably the most famous ruling alliance in the north, it is precisely because of their suppression that wars rarely break out.

Henry thought for a few minutes, stood up and made a gesture of invitation: "Let's talk on the balcony outside, there should be no one there."

"It's up to you, I'm never picky about where we talk." Eugene also stood up calmly, hiding the peculiar button under his collar.

The two quickly passed through the dense crowd in the hall, opened the door a few minutes later, and came to a remote balcony on the second floor.

The night in December was very cold, and the howling north wind could chill a person's heart every minute, and there were still not too big or small snowflakes floating in the sky. The chill instantly became heavier.

The icy cold wind made Eugene shrink his neck uncontrollably, tightened his cloak tightly, and looked left and right. After confirming that there is nothing around, he breathed a sigh of relief and cursed in a low voice: "This damn weather, since you already know my identity, let's make a long story short. The Alliance of Lords asked me to test whether you have any intention to join Don't rush to refuse, we have received a piece of information that a group of people of unknown origin have been lurking in Baldur's Gate, if you agree, we can provide the exact location."

"As far as I know, the sources of information for the Lords Alliance seem to be mainly from hired adventurers and spies, right? How did they determine that these people are coming for me?" Henry asked with a playful smile.

Although Baldur's Gate's intelligence network is not as tight as Angome Island. But it is not easy to escape. He didn't believe that the Alliance of Lords could compare to the Thieves Guild under him in this respect. Most importantly, he didn't intend to become a member of the Alliance of Lords at all.

Imagine that a king with a population of millions and a mayor with only a few hundred people sit on an equal footing and discuss political and economic issues together. It sounds ridiculous. The vision and strength of the two parties are not at the same level. Only those paladins and believers of the God of Justice who have water in their heads can do it.

Henry's goal is to convert neighboring countries into vassals through trade, and he cannot get along with the alliance of lords at all. What's more, he didn't have time to argue with the rulers of those small towns, so he might as well do some magic research if he had that time.

Eugene didn't see the perfunctory look in Henry's eyes, and explained on his own: "These people were first discovered in Locke Town, east of Waterdeep City. According to the report from the local spies, they passed through the Gray Peak Mountain Range. It is inferred from dressing up. It is likely that he followed the black road through the Enook Desert without any stops along the way. It was not until entering Baldur's Gate that he changed his disguise and lurked."

Speaking of this, he took out a letter from his pocket: "Obviously, this team is here for you, and the closer it gets to the city, the more cautious it becomes, as if afraid of alarming anyone. This letter records After knowing their activities within half a month, as long as you nod your head and agree to join the Alliance of Lords, you can immediately get the information inside."

"Enook Desert?!" Henry's expression turned ugly in an instant.

There is no doubt that there is only one way for the guy who can come out of the Ennook Desert and target himself, and that is the city of Shadows that is about to return. Only this place where most of the city is full of followers of the Lost Lady will make such a big move.

But the most troubling thing now is that he doesn't know the purpose of this team at all. Is it to prepare for the upcoming battle for the throne of killing, or does it have ulterior motives? Who is the person in charge of this operation?

You must know that it is a floating city that completely preserves most of the legacy of the Netheril era. Just a dozen legendary mages can pull out a dozen, and Telamante Tanshul is not comparable to ordinary legendary mages. Although he wasn't outstanding in that glorious era, and he could only be considered above average among grand arcanists, but he is enough to crush most opponents now.

Most importantly, God knows if this old guy will have friendship with Ravok, Owo, and Iolum, the horrible spellcasters left over from the Netheril era. Once they are united again, even the gods will be afraid, and it will be no problem for them to kill one or two gods.

Of course, in addition to this, there is another character that makes Henry very disturbed, and that is the "Prophet of the Earth" Acindor who hides in the depths of the desert.

Perhaps most mages, scholars, and even gods don't remember his name now, and some people think that he has completely disappeared with the fall of Netheril civilization.

But Henry knew very well that this male Sarukh Lich was still alive and well, and had the most powerful spellcasting ability on the main plane. Compared with himself, it was like the difference between an adult and a child. Even Midnight, the goddess of magic, doesn't necessarily understand the nature of magic better than he does.

Check out this long list of titles lost to history!

The founder of Netheril civilization!

Holder of Netheril scrolls!

The guardian of Olam, the capital of the Sarukh witches!

He taught humans how to learn and use magic. He personally solved countless problems in the early days of Netheril. He personally warned the crazy plan of the goddess of magic Karthus. He witnessed the decline and demise of the great magic civilization.

In short, this is not only the main plane, but also the most difficult spellcaster in the entire multiverse. Even at the same time, it is not inferior to terrifying creatures like Guanglong. It is said that there is only a team of six with a professional level of fifty or more God can defeat or kill it.

Henry even suspected that the discovery and theft of the scrolls of Netheril were planned by the "Prophet of the Earth" Acindor, with the purpose of destroying the enemy of the Sarukh witches, the Felin Mokui.

But unfortunately, his plan failed in the end. The Netherilians failed to stop this energy-absorbing monster. In the end, the Saren spirit invented a way to imprison them. This allowed Faerun Continent to escape a catastrophe, otherwise the whole world would be as barren as the Ennook Desert.

"I hope it's not Acindor, the Prophet of the Earth..." Henry took a deep breath and muttered to himself. He wasn't ready to face such a fearsome foe now, if he could. He would never be an enemy of such a powerful spellcaster.

"What were you talking about just now? Did you guess the identity of this group of people?" Eugene asked very curiously.

Henry turned his head and nodded with a meaningful smile: "Yes, I guessed their identities, and I almost know what their purpose is. If the Alliance of Lords needs it, we can exchange information with each other."

Eugene was stunned for a moment, and then a shocked expression appeared on his face: "So you don't plan to join the Lords Alliance?"

"Yes, some systems of the alliance are not in the interests of the kingdom, so I can only say sorry. But cooperation is still no problem, especially in terms of protecting business travel and maintaining regional peace. Let all residents live and work in peace and contentment." Henry Say your reasons in a high-sounding manner, and at the same time give the other party an easy step to come down.

"Okay, I will convey these words to the alliance." Bishop Eugene, who was well-versed in the world, bowed slightly, and did not show any dissatisfaction at all because of his refusal.

It was not the first time he had been rejected like this, especially those powerful rulers would rarely agree to join the Lords' Company Alliance, the most obvious example of which was the Kingdom of Cormyr. The alliance had sent envoys five times to persuade the royal family to join in, but they were all rejected without exception, because they were so proud that they couldn't bear to be on the same level as the small towns.

"Then what about the information exchange I just mentioned? Doesn't the Alliance of Lords want to know the identities of these people? I guarantee that the answer will not disappoint you." Henry said pretending to be mysterious.

In fact, he just wanted to know what the team that came all the way from the City of Shadows did. After contacting those people, only by obtaining this information can we analyze the other party's purpose and respond accordingly.

No matter what kind of battle it is, intelligence always comes first, especially this kind of secret confrontation. Who can grasp the enemy's movements faster and in a timely manner. Whoever can hold the initiative is more likely to win the final victory.

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