The spies from Amn answered the Night Envoy's questions with trembling voices... Hill had recognized the woman at a glance. How could they, who lived in this country, fail to know who she was?
The ruler of the Ancient Night Temple had been whipped by Shar until she rolled across the ground before their eyes. Everyone understood what it meant that Iltmarra had not immediately killed every witness.
It was unbelievable!
Even Shar was unwilling to offend these strange Elves from another world... No one would believe she had backed down for a group of Fairies, even if their little queen was a Demigod whose power nearly matched Lesser Divine Power.
The Fairy Spirits' innate limitations set a ceiling on their power, and their battles had always remained among their own kind.
Rage Fairies, Joy Fairies—however viciously they fought, it had little to do with humans.
The spies of Toril, who had spent years amid schemes and deception, knew they had to cling tightly to the Terrasil Elves... Once they were expelled from this camp, they probably would not even know what had killed them.
Iltmarra was best known for her endless variety of ways to kill people.
They had no wish to be thrown out for lying, so as long as it would not directly trigger the contract that would destroy their souls, the spies readily told them everything they could.
Even if they spent the rest of their lives as prisoners in Mill Forest, they would not leave this camp!
At worst, they would abandon their identities and start over as refugees... How many spies cared about their dignity?
Xue Yunfeng did not quite understand why Shar had punished her own priestess, but he held firm to his belief that anything could happen with an NPC. He took