Surviving The Fourth Calamity

Chapter 1139: Chapter 931: Hill Seems to Have Done Something After All

Elsdarhur’s ease and nonchalance were apparent even to the spectators in the Floating Castle.

”He doesn’t seem to think the Haber family is the culprit controlling him!” Celene exclaimed in a lively tone.

Shaer, sharing the same Evil Faction, instantly understood the Demon Lord’s mindset: ”If he was truly schemed against by the Haber family, his fate upon returning would be worse than that of Six Fingers.

For him to be so at ease, he must have found some clues that can prove the meddlesome individual is as capable as he is.

Like Six Fingers, though embarrassed, the opponent being the Witch Queen, he can endure the mockery and continue his liaison with that formidable lady.

But if the opponent is Ambori, guess what Six Fingers would do?

The Abyss would be overturned by him.

Otherwise, why would he compete with Dimogogan for the Lord of the Abyss?

The mere mention of Ambori would be enough to keep him from stepping out of his silver palace.

Her reasoning was so comprehensive that it plunged the onlookers into complete silence... Just thinking about it was sinful!

Despite everything, Grazt is known across the Multiverse as a prince-level demon famous for his charming temperament and handsome appearance. Now consider Ambori, with seaweed-like hair, half a body, and reeking of ocean brine... What kind of deep-seated hatred makes the Lady of the Night slander Lord Wu’an so?

Lansendel, beside Hill, weakly flapped his wings: ”Alas! Too much imagination is a disadvantage in times like this!”

”Could it be that guy has designs on you?” Celene finally realized the animosity towards Grazt harbored by her sister and flew into a rage.

Since the Valkin incident, the Goddesses of Toril have generally harbored animosity towards Six Fingers. But Shaer would not empathize; she only thinks the Goddess of Wealth is a fool.

Though she doesn’t favor Grazt either, as outsiders tend to make a point of mentioning Toril’s Goddess of Wealth, Shaer still doesn’t feel inclined to hold a grudge against that Great Demon for such a reason.

However, Grazt has always tried to extend his reach into Toril... but his main target is Rose.

He attempted to lure Rose into joining an alliance of various Demon Lords, a plan that almost succeeded... If it had, Rose would have lost some divinity.

Then Rose turned against him for this, and he promptly made Rose’s most famous priest, Icklivida, convert to worship Ancient Elemental Eyes, directly causing the collapse of Zholar City in the Underdark, even affecting Rose’s Deep Pit Magic Net... of course, now, the greatest damage to this spider web has already been inflicted by Shaer.

Yet the people of Toril are sure that if one day, Rose had the opportunity to strike at Grazt, even if it meant appeasing the Shaer who had wronged her, the Spider Queen would not hesitate.

After all, the initiator is more despicable is a standard on Toril.

Hill couldn’t help but glance at that shadow... But indeed, he hadn’t heard of Six Fingers doing anything against Shaer.

Can Rose or Valkin even compare to Shaer?

Even if Grazt’s tactics could not sway Shaer’s heart, AO would likely strike Grazt’s Silver Demon Palace with lightning at the first opportunity.

Shaer chuckled a few times before slowly saying, ”He doesn’t need to do anything; just his gaze is enough to disgust me.”

Celene understood Shaer’s meaning... Although the Lady of the Night is not an Abyssal Evil God, she often cooperates with the Evil God System... When using others, one must always present well.

So perhaps the Lady of the Night encountered Grazt on the plane of some Abyssal Evil God and was repelled by that infamous stud demon.

She’s still displeased: ”That guy, sooner or later I’ll deal with him. Damn it, next time Dimogogan’s people show up in my territory, I’ll just turn a blind eye and let it go!

Hmm... Now with Cyric being so useful as a trump card, you don’t need to go to the Abyss to find those ugly creatures anymore, do you?”

Celene was indeed sincerely thinking for Shaer... It’s just the content left those who heard it speechless.

”Are those two... really going to join forces?” Lansendel became serious, ”This could be a bit troublesome!”

Celene’s character has always been good at self-deception... She can entirely manage to overlook a city being taken down right under her nose, as long as Shaer no longer publicly pursues world-destruction schemes.

The Thousand Nights Petal incident might be explained away if it was a one-off, but if it becomes routine... Few nations on Toril could withstand it.

Previously, whenever these two sisters met, it was a life-and-death battle, so the Toril Gods, although suspicious of any potential connection between them, didn’t show too much concern.

Whether the hatred was real or feigned, the All Gods could discern it.

Lansendel, despite being titled the Great Demon King, is, after all, a deity of the Neutral Good Alignment... Though knowing this can make some Toril people smash their heads onto the ground... In the end, he doesn’t wish to see the Followers of the Night become even more recklessly harmful under Silvermoon’s support.

”No, you needn’t worry about that.” Shaer was instead more straightforward, ”I cannot tolerate Celene’s actions. Peace between her and me exists only in Agleya.

Just like I didn’t make a move when I saw you.

”Do you expect me to tolerate your nonsense anywhere else?”

Celene sneered coldly, ”You’re thinking too much. It’ll never be the same whether deliberate or unintended, and Shaer isn’t qualified enough to make me abandon my stance.

If I were willing to compromise, Toril wouldn’t be what it is today.”

Lansendel listened intently to the two Goddesses before casually flicking his wings, ”Well, that’s wonderful~ I don’t need to worry about Silvermoon turning into Black Moon, that would be really frightening!”

Hill paused for a few seconds before suddenly realizing... Lansendel didn’t actually believe Shaer would truly reconcile with Celene.

The Lord of Dawn suspected that the Maiden of the Moon had started to be devoured by the Lady of the Night... Shaer wasn’t without her past offenses.

Therefore, he was meticulously discerning the differences between Shaer and Celene, possibly even comparing with his memory of the two Goddesses’ personalities.

Though Lansendel seemed unreliable, he was, after all, one of the few surviving deities from ancient times, completely unclouded by false warmth!

Hill adjusted his posture, lightly placing his hand on the Crystal Flower... no wonder Lansendel had been stirring up Shaer and Celene.

He wanted to observe the reactions of the two Goddesses.

Hill gently lowered his eyelids, Lansendel’s unreliability was actually built on strong self-confidence... he wasn’t bewildered by desire, in fact, he had his distinct style in things he did.

Just like his collaboration with the Undead Tribe.

No deity could have so keenly perceived the advantages of the Undead Tribe from the beginning.

However, at this time when all Gods’ followers could only guard the temple, Lord of Dawn’s followers could freely walk the Sword Bay Area under the protection of the Undead Tribe... that stretched from Luskan to Kalinsan’s long coast.

Tyr’s Righteous Knights Corps had pride that was too high, they didn’t like relying on the Undead Tribe, so for the past few years, the Toril native force that hired the Undead Tribe the most was the Tower of the Dawn... the Undead Tribe even helped deliver supplies to the Tower of the Dawn’s ruins in Myst Zono!

In the past, the Dawn believers would have to work hard even if they paid money, the city’s Puzzle Lock was hostile to non-Elf creatures, with monsters emerging endlessly, even if they carried the Dawn Stone it was very tough.

But now, paying money suffices... the Tower of the Dawn least fears spending money!

A tense atmosphere loomed over the Floating Castle air... Lansendel’s words shattered the fragile peace Shaer and Celene had tried to maintain, the Twin Goddesses seemed a bit unhappy.

”Speaking of which, the priest of Dimogogan suddenly caused trouble on the Agleya side, was it to find Elsdarhur?” Hill asked softly, ”Was it while trying to escape the control of the Haber Family, he released a hint of aura that the Demon Prince sensed?

Otherwise, Dimogogan’s subordinates, despite their always savage demeanor, rarely act directly against a powerful territory.

And if not for something occurring, why would the Haber Family suddenly act against Edna’s father?”

Celene agreed, ”Given the Double-headed Baboon’s understanding of Elsdarhur, how couldn’t he realize that the Haber Family couldn’t possibly seize him?

It’s the sudden emergence of Hill in Sword Bay that is more concerning!

Coincidentally, it was when you arrived that Elsdarhur got the information.”

Hill smiled bitterly, ”Maybe it’s truly something I provoked... in purifying the Undead Swamp, I’ve used substantial Divine Arts both above and below ground in Agleya.

Moreover, Agleya’s Divine Power almost covered all nearby waterways.”

The Dead Moon Magic Orb and the Seat of Sakoxiel, no matter how powerful, are but Divine Artifacts... evil artifacts under the control of the Haber Family that couldn’t even exert half their strength.

Being affected by the rampant Divine Arts unleashed from Agleya is absolutely normal.

Of course, the influence is minor, but it was enough for Elsdarhur... after all, even ten years later, the Haber Family still couldn’t control that Demon Lord.

So, Hill was just a bit ahead on this matter.

Not sure if fortunate or not... but innocent people in Neverwinter truly escaped harm this time.

Since the Righteous Knights Corps retreated from Neverwinter, their families moved to Agleya, and many kind-hearted people respecting them left also from Neverwinter.

The capable warriors followed the Paladins to guard Luskan, those longing for ordinary lives naturally settled in Agleya.

Hill always felt he did a good deed.

As for the still-exploded Neverwinter, what’s that got to do with him?

The Haber Family had dug so many tunnels under the Neverwinter Forest and Mountain Range, Hill didn’t think the Neverwinter Royal Family would be unaware... those who strive from commoners to become rulers in Toril couldn’t be so useless.