An Yanfei sat blankly in Hill's study, unable to react for a long while. Hill finally could not stand it any longer and cast a healing spell on his bloody hand. Was this kid a little too reckless?
The An Family shaman still looked utterly incredulous. In just a few days, his hometown might be gone.
As he recalled every little detail from his childhood, his eyes reddened.
Listening to his repeated muttering, Hill thought of those citizens who had left without looking back and could not help asking, "Haven't all the noble families who betrayed Renhe City already left? Why are you talking as if the entire city is about to be wiped out?"
"The Dragonborn Empire will never allow a city where treason occurred to remain in this world," An Yanfei answered without raising his head. "The Black Cavalry will first sweep through the city, killing everyone whose identity and origins cannot be clearly explained, as well as anyone connected to the traitors.
"Then the Grand Shaman will appear and completely shatter the entire city, even tearing up the ground hundreds of meters below.
"You said that blood pool was a thousand meters underground, right?
"Then according to Dragonborn tradition, they will completely excavate at least fifteen hundred meters down, leave it exposed to sunlight for seven days, purify it again, and then bury it back beneath mud mixed with talismans.
"Even so, no matter how important the city was, it will not be rebuilt on the same site for a hundred years."
Hill's eyes widened. Thinking of the repeatedly reused cities across Faerûn, he knew those lords loved places with ruins. After all, plenty of facilities could still be used.
Was the difference between an administration with money and one without really this enormous?
"The previous dynasty