Making It Rain

"The Emerald Kingdom shouldn't know much about Faerun," Anse mused.

"What if some humans defected to them?" Elise guessed. "Maybe it has nothing to do with the legends of Vihral. Perhaps they want to capture and tame wyverns."

"That's possible too." Anse stroked his chin in thought.

There were indeed quite a few wyverns in Jagged Forest. It was only natural for the Emerald Kingdom to tame them to fill the vacancies in their guard force.

Elise held the Teleportation Cube. "Taking control of White Stone Island is more important for now."

Her thoughts matched Anse's. They wanted to turn White Stone Island into a rear base, allowing them to advance or retreat freely.

"I'll head back to Durag right away."

"Then I'll gather the guards here and wait for you."

The two disembarked at the same time. Anse casually stuffed the Demon Statue from the shrine into the emptied Dragonhide Pouch. He had yet to decide how to deal with it; perhaps selling it to Traveler's Respite would be a good option.

As for why he did not destroy it?

Destroying a divine statue constituted a serious provocation and profanation against a faith. If a God had ever descended upon that statue, there was a good chance they could sense both its destruction and the profaner responsible.

As a result, such an act could very well invite hostility—or even pursuit.

The Balor was not a God, but it was still better to be cautious.

Afterward, Anse tried teleporting the ship into Horley Pattern. It took some effort, but he ultimately succeeded.

The Scepter of Protection's teleportation ability had its limits. If the Dragonfly Ship were any larger or heavier, it probably would not have fit unless they dismantled it for transport.

"I'm off."

He waved to Elise, summoned Noronos,