"I've just obtained some new leads regarding the plague in Neverwinter."
Lord Nasher broke the somewhat strange atmosphere with a brief opening statement.
Perhaps he did not fully understand what had happened, but he could sense Aribeth's ever-boiling fury and her chilling hatred for Vancevik.
Moreover, Dumbledore's ambiguous attitude was clearly suspicious as well.
In short, the whole situation was a mess.
But at the moment, Neverwinter's highest ruler clearly had no interest in dealing with this tangled emotional mess. He focused all his attention on Deszel and the Church of Helm under his command.
Although these people still wore the holy symbols of the God of Guardians, Nasher's magical equipment allowed him to see the black-and-red evil aura radiating from them.
As a Lawful Neutral deity, Helm could accept followers of Lawful Evil, Lawful Neutral, and Lawful Good alignments. But the church in Neverwinter had always accepted only the latter two.
Deszel in particular gave the impression of embodying the God of Guardians' rigor, discipline, coldness, ruthlessness, and absolute loyalty and obedience to the lord he served.
That was why the Church of Helm held such tremendous influence in the Northland.
On one hand, they were dutiful guards who would never abandon the towns and villages under their protection merely because the enemy was too strong.
On the other hand, they were loyal subordinates and perfect executors who never questioned their superiors' commands, even if those orders required them to suppress civilian uprisings and riots.
But the horrifying red glow on Deszel's body clearly could not have come from carrying out one or two evil-leaning orders.
Only slaughter and destruction could raise it to such a degree in such a short time.
And at present, the only thing around Neverwinter that could be called slaughter and destruction was the