"The reversal of the banshees has been completed. Most of them are waiting for your arrival in the City of Judgment." Emilia said.

"That's great... but..." Seraph said in confusion, "Why most? Have the rest decided to settle in Judgment City?"

"If only that were all." Mystril finally spoke, "After resurrecting those banshees, we discovered an extremely embarrassing problem. And Emilia should bear some responsibility for this."

"To be specific," Emiya sighed, "...there are quite a lot of drow. At least 30% of the banshees were drow in their previous lives. I'm afraid even without Larloch's torture, they would have a high probability of transforming into banshees. Do you collect drow souls?"

"How could I possibly accept it?! And why is the percentage so high?" Filleracell said with unwavering determination, "I'm just a messenger. I'm not responsible for any of those complicated missions!"

At this time, our Majesty Emiya said with a heavy face, "Maybe I killed too many people in the Sharptooth Forest some time ago. As a result, there are too many souls accumulated in the Misty Realm... But I still have a question:"

"Then what about the souls of Larloch and the Church of Malar? The souls of the evil demons who have plagued the elves for years are already in my hands."

Now, Phileresel understood why this mission was given special attention by Corellon.

The Blazing God Servant swallowed hard and said, "...What do you want?"

Emilia was silent for a moment, then said, "It's about the devil's request."

"...Huh? Huh?" Filleracell couldn't follow Emilia's train of thought at all. "What does the devil have to do with us?"

"It is related." Emiya said calmly, "A strange trend is unfolding in the material plane.

“A wave of surrender.

"The demons are offering extremely generous surrender terms to almost every force. However, these terms can only be fulfilled in peacetime."

Seventy-two Alliances

Higg, Mars.

These two members are the most important link between the Mage-King Halruaan and Baldur's Gate.

Simply because these two were students of the two most powerful Grand Dukes of Baldur's Gate. Mars was a natural, and Sieg...had long been Imoen's assistant, and his job wasn't just a guide.

And this bond was taking root. But Sig didn't like it very much: she was surprised to find that she seemed to be working two jobs for one penny.

On the one hand, she is Halruaa's ambassador to Baldur's Gate, and on the other hand, she is the Grand Duke's student. As a result, she has to work for both Halruaa and the Grand Duke of Baldur's Gate.

She might be considered a powerful figure, but she wasn't interested in power as much as she was in money. Therefore, in her eyes, it was just an extra job for nothing.

The only thing to be thankful for was that she didn't have an extra leader to report to.

"Emya, the situation in Halruaa is still very stable," Sig said. "The two biggest news stories recently are that a large number of Halruaan mages are traveling in the newly built maze..."

At this point, Sig, who was far away in Baldur's Gate, noticed the mysterious figure behind the crystal ball.

He was dressed in gorgeous but poorly-kept elven robes, well-proportioned, but almost three times as tall as Emilia.

Having seen this several times before, Sig naturally recognized it. He immediately said in his usual tactful poetic tone, "Ah, Lord Mythreon is here too? Your mythal is truly a perfect work of art. Halayach and Haligad, where the mythals have already been built, have been bustling with people these days. Almost all the mages in Halrua have flocked to the two capitals to admire your perfect work!"

Mythrilion, the God of Mysteries, blushed slightly, nodded reservedly, and said with a smile, "I'm very happy to receive everyone's recognition."

"Recognition is too strong a word." Sig snorted, then changed the subject, "On the other hand, Your Majesty the Mage King of Halruaa, you've caused as many troubles as you've brought."

"……Well."

Emiya took a breath.

He knew exactly what Sig was referring to.

After the war, those Halruaans who had not yet died of natural causes generally left the Hazy Realm with the help of resurrection spells, and the remaining mages simply settled in the City of Judgment.

Settled in the new towers built by Emia.

But the problem is that the Halruaan people have discovered a small bug between the material plane and the hazy realm.

——Communication crystal ball.

The crystal ball, mutated for unknown reasons and now capable of interdimensional communication, naturally holds immense strategic value. However, before the full-scale expedition begins, a new function is developed: the ability to truly communicate with the dead.

Therefore, the communication crystal balls brought by Emiya and his party have almost been sold out - a large number of Halua people who have died of old age are busy seeing their relatives.

If this continues, death will really become a second journey of life.

"You're just bullying Mr. Kelanvor into abdicating." Sig snorted. "I can't understand why you're trying to save the dead when you haven't even finished dealing with the living yet?"

"Because everyone will die," said Emilia.

"Tell me something I don't know!"

"That's because you should have told me!" Emilia said unhappily, "Didn't our first topic focus on the devil's recent movements?"

"Oh, right, right." Sig patted his forehead. "In short, even on the surface, the devil submitted a peace agreement to the Lords' Alliance. Yes, not to the alliance of Baldur's Gate, Elturgard, and Halruaa, but directly to the entire Lords' Alliance—they've started again."

Emiya knew what Sig meant.

A subtle trick.

Halruaa had always been a powerful and independent kingdom, needless to say. Elturgard and Baldur's Gate, especially Baldur's Gate, were permanent members of the Lords' Alliance.

Although the Lords' Alliance and Emya's relationship is very distant, Baldur's Gate has not yet withdrawn from the Lords' Alliance.

Those who did not participate in the war were surprised to find that they could get compensation from the devil for free, and they would probably advocate a ceasefire.

And this point cannot even be said to be entirely due to greed, because the war with the devil always has a fatal problem: the devil's base camp is not in the material plane at all.

Even if the Emya side could really wipe out the Avernus Legion, the spoils they obtained would probably not be able to make up for this earth-shattering loss.

Unless Emilia is determined to turn the Nine Hells upside down, this war will inevitably end with a ceasefire or a substantive ceasefire.

Since the losses on the devil's side were already heavy enough, stopping the war would indeed be a good outcome - the only problem was that Emilia was not sure how sincere the devil was in his so-called peace talks or even surrender.

In Emilia's opinion, this was entirely possible that it was just another delaying tactic of the devil. As long as they were fully prepared, they could tear up the peace treaty and go to war again.

However, war always involves bloodshed. Now that Baldur's Gate has successfully annihilated Larloch, their fighting spirit may be declining. And Emya is not entirely certain whether the Halruaan people are willing to fight a bloody war aimed at mutual destruction.

"Xige, what do you think about the morale of the people and the military of each party?" asked Emilia.

This is the main responsibility of Sig as he travels around everywhere.

"The good news is that if Your Majesty Emya continues to win battles and reap rich rewards like before, even the most cautious Baldurs will be determined to fight on. The Halruaan, driven by their pride, will not easily retreat. The Elturgard are even less likely to compromise with the devil. Agorlond follows Your Majesty's lead, not to mention that the Witch King just destroyed the invincible Larloch." Sig said, "Although I don't know much about war, I know that no one can win forever. If the battle goes against you... everything can change."

Emiya sighed slightly.

In the end, everything comes back to the balance of power.

If they could crush the demon army, they could then wipe out the Avernus army and then negotiate with a large number of demon captives. But if the demons sent more troops, everything would be uncertain.

Intelligence and power are still needed.

"Well, thank you for your hard work. I remember Miss Imoen said that the task of wrangling with the Lords' Alliance was also assigned to you?"

"Haha, yeah." At this point, the originally enthusiastic Sig suddenly turned into a workaholic. "Damn it, Miss Imoen only pays me the basic salary for this part-time job. A few thousand gold coins a month is like paying a beggar."

“This salary is not low!”

Although, considering the average monthly salary of the Emiya team can reach one million gold coins, this salary is indeed only a fraction.

At this point, Emiya's eyes suddenly lit up. "I suddenly remembered something - Xige, have you only attended the Lords' Alliance meeting before? Are you interested in working overtime?!"

"Are you human?!" Sig screamed, covering his face. "I admit I didn't do much work before, but I can't catch all the fish I caught in just a few days! It'll kill me!"

"You are not human!"

"Gelong will die of exhaustion too!"

“There is overtime pay.”

Sig didn't lower his hand, but the gaps between his fingers widened slightly. "How many are there?"

“Performance, to be exact.”

Then the gap closed again: "I just want a guaranteed income and a stipend that will make me rich enough to rival a country."

"This kind of work only exists in Team Emiya," Emiya said ruthlessly, "but this trip will definitely bring you both fame and fortune."

"By what standards do you mean fame and fortune?" Sig said. "I'm already very rich and famous. Most of the Lords' Alliance are almost used to a little human girl pointing fingers and scolding them every day."

"I can only hope you were exaggerating. But this work does have some connection to the Lords' Alliance. It's not a covert operation; it's open. The more open, the better," Emiya said. "Sieg, you should already know—there was a lot of spoils in the battle for the Hazy Realm, but a lot of it is very difficult to use. Bloody, evil... whereas the main forces of our factions are generally quite righteous. So, while our plunder may be unprecedented, cashing it in is a problem."

"The Lords' Alliance will also lower the price." Sig didn't react at first. "Who would want to wear a dead head on their head?"

"No, not long ago, Alestria reminded me of something: although this evil item is difficult to cash in and difficult to use directly, it is actually still extremely important to certain special groups. And that is your next goal."

"Don't keep me in suspense. Who do you want me to sell it to?"

"Church." A dangerous golden light flashed in Emilia's eyes. "The Church of the Lords' Alliance!"

"What does the church need these things for? It's bad for their public image."

"So, this is performance," Emiya said. "Not our performance, but the performance of the various churches in the North. The statistics are almost complete. The conclusion is that the number of evildoers slaughtered in this battle may be equal to that of the past hundred years combined. This tremendous achievement is something we don't need: the vast majority of priests in the City of Judgment don't have gods on staff.

"But the North is different."

Sig finally reacted and couldn't help but gasp: "...Emiya, is your idea legal or not...?!"

These people didn't do anything in the war between good and evil. Could they still rely on acquiring these evil items from the Emia side and use them as merits to advance their careers? Is this legal?!

"What's illegal about that?" Emiya said word by word. "The Church hires adventurers to complete an epic quest, and in the end, it's the adventurers who suffer. The Church contributes a little money, and it's considered a great achievement in the eyes of the gods... Isn't this a common occurrence? Previously, the Church of Elturgard rose through blood and sweat, and the Church in the North can raise funds without human support."

"You're right..." Sig's eyes flickered, a golden light gradually emanating from his pupils. "You're right! Why wouldn't this path work?! These priests have been advancing at different speeds. Who knows, among your spoils there might be something that some church has been offering a bounty for a hundred years! Even if they paid for it afterward, so what? The goal set by the gods has been accomplished!"

At the same time, this move has another benefit - it separates the church from the secular regime.

It doesn’t matter if the Lords’ Alliance is unwilling to move.

All that matters is that the churches in the North are willing to take action.

Although the various churches on the continent of Faerun often serve as auxiliary to the administration, they are also often a country within a country.

Now, the opportunity to upgrade by spending money, which is almost rare in a century, is right in front of us...Emiya doesn't believe that those priests will not be tempted!

As long as one person is tempted, the other priests will have to act together, otherwise they will inevitably be suppressed in factional struggles for the rest of their lives.

The church and secular governments often have a mutually exclusive relationship. If the church makes a move, the attitude of the Lords' Alliance will inevitably soften.

That was enough for now. Sig disappeared from the crystal ball, leaping for joy, having apparently agreed to go to the North to collect the kickbacks.

After the communication ended, Emiya breathed a sigh of relief.

War means death. If you're going to fight the devil, even a cheering ally is better than a covetous [neutral].

Coincidentally, at this moment, Filleresel also finished examining the surviving elven spirits.

As a result, her mental state has obviously deteriorated seriously.

The process of Larloch's transformation into a banshee remains a mystery. Silver might be able to trace it, but she clearly has no interest in doing so. The only thing that is certain is that the process was undoubtedly horrific.

Even if Mythrine could reverse this process, he could not erase the damage they had suffered.

And then, Fillorisel's attitude...should we say it was kind, or just a lot more subdued?

For the first time, the arrogant Seraphim bowed solemnly to Aimya. "...Just seeing the scars he left behind shocked me. It's hard to imagine how ruthless and cruel Larloch was. Mr. Aimya, you have eliminated a great threat to the Seldarine and all the elves."

"He is the enemy of all living things," said Emilia.

"...My Lord once gave me a message before I left, and told me that I have the right to decide whether to tell you. I think now is the time." Filleracel took a deep breath. "He said: The Seldarine no longer want to be involved in the war between gods, and it is impossible for them to directly participate in the war among mortals..."

"but."

"If this war escalates to the point where even the gods themselves join the fray, the Seldarine will not stand idly by."

"...Uh." The corner of Emilia's eye twitched.

At this moment, Emiya finally realized that she had been underestimating an extremely dangerous possibility.

The gods of Faerun often performed miracles, but sending their avatars directly into battle was still a rare occurrence. This was because if an avatar was damaged or even killed, it would be an unbearable loss for many gods.

However, it is obvious that if the church reaches a precarious point, or if the benefits are so great that even the gods are paying attention... then the gods will also take risks.

Now, he seems to have pushed many churches over the edge.

Seventy-three: It is easy to calm down

"You're planning on leaving?! What do you mean?"

"That's what it means."

While Emya was busy, Kelemvor said goodbye to his former subordinates.

After Jaeger reluctantly opened the door of the Crystal Spire for him, Kelemvor and Midnight spent a few days packing up Kelemvor's old residence, taking away his personal vault from when he was the God of Death, and then prepared to leave.

This scene naturally shocked the priests of the Church of Death.

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