Hill understood perfectly well what these Undead would choose... no matter what world humans came from, they would hate traitors to humanity.
As long as one knew the full story behind the Stoneblind Barbarians, most people would feel that killing them could not even be called justice. It was simply the sort of everyday thing where, if you happened to pass by, you absolutely could not miss the chance.
The Undead were the same. Not everyone necessarily believed they stood on the side of justice... but against an enemy like this, all they needed was an excuse everyone could accept. There might not be much good loot, but the experience was high!
So he silently poured himself a glass of wine, grabbed a handful of nuts, and slowly nibbled on them.
The Undead on the screen quickly made their final decision. Nearly everyone approved the proposal to take a look at the Stoneblind Barbarians' territory.
Every Undead family actually had its own banner, used to guide its members so they would not get lost among the huge crowds.
Hill turned his attention to a group of Undead in the corner at the rear right. From those names with an obvious knight-order style, he confirmed their identities... leaving aside the clashes full of gunpowder back in Telashir, the two factions had still been scheming against each other before arriving in Toril! Had getting tricked together somehow made them grow closer?
He truly had not expected these people not only to be willing to follow Snow Old Dog's command now, but also to behave so properly during the vote. At the very least, they were voting normally according to their own wishes... Hill found that rather strange.
So he directly asked Liszt whether he knew why.
"Yes, sir. Martha left me records