Crown of Chaos

Nestia and Viconia were already standing in the crowd waiting. The fact that these two people, a sun elf and a drow dressed as a drow, actually walked together surprised the people around them. Aren't the sun elves and drow elves walking together? A mortal grudge?

Of course, some may say that there are good drows who believe in Eilistraee among the drow, but compared to the proportion of faith in Eilistraee, the vast majority of drow still cause killing and terror in the name of Rose.

Fortunately, the business empire of Amn is like this. This business empire has no state religion and any belief is allowed. In the official council system, the attitude towards religion and race is "do no harm", that is, as long as it is not made public If you commit a murder, the authorities will ignore your beliefs. It doesn't matter what you believe in, as long as you don't harm others.

Amn is also one of the few countries in the realm that allows open worship of Cyric.

"Aaron, here, here!" Nastia waved vigorously towards Aaron. Today, the dark elf sister was wearing a set of castle-like pure black charm cashmere short skirt, with a black bear fur coat on top, and the skirt was very short. , her long silver hair is tied up high on the back of her head, and her pure black long-sleeved dress is dotted with strings of black pearls and various gemstones. The fabric looks very silky and high-end, and its round and plump shape holds up the neckline. , was about to come out under the cover of flying snow, and the tight hip-covering short skirt tightly wrapped her perky round moon.

Under the short dress, a pair of sexy and attractive long legs are wrapped in black aurora pantyhose. The fair skin reflects the beauty of the hazy starry sky under the black stockings, just like the Milky Way in the universe in the dark. The little flashes of luster in the void, especially the knees, made the thin aurora black silk almost transparent.

The beautiful legs in stockings of the dark spirit sister stopped here. A pair of knee-length black leather high-heeled boots reflected endlessly under the reflection of the smooth snow. The two silver chains on both sides followed the two linear reflections straight to the knees. The place has both the cold iceberg style and the dignity of a lady.

The drow dark elf beside her, Viconia, who also switched to Shar, stared at Aaron twice: "Is that him?"

"Yes, that's him, he is my god." As soon as Nastia saw Aaron, the expression on her face bloomed like a plum blossom blooming in the snow.

"There are drow who would be willing to betray Rose for love, but Shar can actually allow you to enjoy complete love. Our lady of the night is really unpredictable." Viconia looked at Aaron twice more with a cold face. Eye: "I guess you didn't come to Amn for your honeymoon."

"Aaron is planning an action." Nastia smiled sweetly: "We will spend a few days on our honeymoon."

"Is this the reason why you stopped the construction of the Mansion of Sorrow, lost tens of thousands of gold coins, and delayed my master's mission?" Viconia's attitude became contemptuous: "You will regret it."

"No, I won't regret it. Didn't I say it before? He is my god and the only and final meaning for my continued life." Nastia said with a "you don't understand" expression on her face.

"So why is a drow who serves Rose actually obsessed with love? What's even more disgusting is that not only did you succeed, you also got Shar's approval." Viconia's face showed even more contempt. With a look on his face, in the end he could only secretly sigh at the unfairness of his fate.

When the two parties met, Nestia naturally introduced Viconia to Aaron and others.

Viconia, a drow sworn by Lolth, was born in the city of Menzoberranzan like Nestia. She was originally a priest serving Lolth, but for some reasons she came to the surface and switched to worshiping Shar. Shar Promoted her to the Night Judge, and as the deputy of the Dark Priest Nestoria, they jointly established the House of Mourn in Baldur's Gate as the secret club of Shar's sect.

Without further ado, Nastia, who had been prepared for a long time, immediately brought everyone into the hotel she had booked in advance and asked them to put on their corresponding identification badges.

In the commercial empire Amn, people are divided into three levels.

The lowest level of people is called "ore", which is used to express dirty or criminal, and strong humiliation. Amn always likes to refer to the lowest-ranking, criminal, and weakest people as "human mines" , meaning that they are like minerals, only worthy of being mined by others.

Bronze and copper are higher grades. The former represents "temporary workers", a term that also has a certain connotation of contempt and contempt. The latter represents contract workers. At this level, they can be regarded as ordinary citizens in the true sense.

Steel represents organized workers, soldiers, and guards, and silver represents potential businessmen or adventurers with a certain strength and status.

Further up there are gold, platinum, fine gold and mithril, which represent the merchant's wealth and power level respectively.

With her status as the Fourth Duke of Baldur's Gate in Nestia, she is only classified as having a fine gold strength, while Aaron and others are all platinum, and she has arranged identity marks for Aaron and others.

Aaron wondered if there were extraordinary masters and the strongest kings even higher up?

The next few soldiers divided into several groups. The bald singer Morgan held the gold coin of the god stained with the blood of Woking in his hand. He was going to start making arrangements to make the Holy Coin lady realize that her god needed help. Samir was going to contact the Harper. Alliance, Anomin is waiting in the hotel, while Aaron and Nestia are going to find the whereabouts of Eboud, Imoen and others.

After completing the division of labor, Aaron and Nestia embarked on a journey to find Imoen and others.

"Amn has not been peaceful recently. To the south of the commercial empire, the Kingdom of Tethyr is undergoing a civil war. No matter which side wins, it will inevitably have an impact on the stability of Amn." Nestia held Aaron's arm and secretly said Sister Jing raised her eyebrows: "An army composed of giants and goblins is plundering all over the country. The council is considering whether to form a large army to destroy this enemy."

"The disappearance of Watkin still has a great impact on Amn. Nothing troubles the business empire more than the disappearance of Amn's most important god... If there is another one, then it is the Holy War of the Silver Virgin Sulon' The Silver Hand's Legion is heading towards Amn, and it is said that it is to recover the lost Holy Land of Selun in Amn. The leader of this holy war army happens to be someone's little girlfriend, the mistress of Salian Castle, Su Where is Ms. Eleanor, the miraculous daughter of Lun~giggle~”

Nestia smiled coquettishly and leaned on Aaron's arm, her branches quivering with laughter.

"I asked Eleanor to come." Aaron held Nastia's little hand wrapped in a long black glove, and he said seriously: "If you want to destroy Cyric's church, you can't do it without an army."

"Well... there is another question, about the Eboud and Imon you are looking for." Nestia said seriously: "According to my investigation, Eboud, Imon and others are indeed in Amn. , among which Imoen joined the Shadow Thieves of Amn, and Eboud...he is currently in prison."

"Prison?! Why did our Son of Baal go to prison?" Aaron was slightly shocked.

"Because he and another soldier named Shaflock fought in the street, both of them turned into monsters, killing forty-three innocent passers-by, destroying fifteen houses, and causing countless property losses." Nastia's expression was full of amusement when she spoke: "In the end, both of them were arrested and imprisoned in prison. By coincidence, the person responsible for suppressing these two at that time was your old acquaintance, the legendary guard of the Church of Helm - Judgment. Mr. Eye, he happened to be passing by escorting the goods of the Silver Chamber of Commerce."

"I don't have any friendship with the Eye of Judgment, and he doesn't know me, but... maybe the face of our fair-faced novice, Lord Salian, can make His Excellency the Eye of Judgment a little more generous? I heard about your charm technique. It's very powerful, but will it also be effective against Helm's legendary guards? Geez, glee~" Nastia couldn't stop laughing, and she held Aaron's arm tightly.

"I didn't expect that you would like to tell jokes after being a duchess at Baldur's Gate for two years?" Aaron was even more happy when he saw that Nastia was in good spirits and condition: "I like you like this. ."

"A joke? I'm very serious!" There was only Aaron's reflection in Nastia's beautiful eyes, and the prosperous world around her seemed to have nothing to do with her.

"Let me negotiate with the Church of Helm." Aaron paused for a moment, and his eyes gradually shed water-like tenderness: "Sister Nastia, with such a careful plan and deployment, you should have made it a long time ago. Have you started planning?"

"Earlier at Baldur's Gate, didn't you just say you had a big plan? There was also the matter of Imoen and Ebde, so I made up my mind to try to help you. Aaron, I'm sorry, sister. Not long after I became the Duke of Baldur's Gate, I still need some time to take over various businesses and connections. You asked me to pay attention to Imoen and Ebde, but I don't have the ability to get him out of prison..."

"Stop talking, Sister Nestia." Aaron's eyes flickered. He looked at the splendid city of Astkara in the distance. The bustling city couldn't be concealed in the snow. Ti Ya couldn't help but reach out her hand to gently sweep the snowflakes from her hair: "After what you have experienced, the most important thing for you is to rest, but you stay in Bode because of my needs. Zhimen, we only meet once every two weeks, I...I always feel that this is unfair to you, sometimes you should think more about yourself."

"Grrrr~ Thinking about you, isn't it just for my own sake?" Nestia leaned on Aaron's shoulder. The dark elf sister looked at the dark snowy sky, her beautiful scarlet eyes were in a trance: "You Didn’t I say that you would become my god? I’ve been waiting for this day!”

"I will, I will definitely do it!"

In the white winter snow scene and the oval market of the City of Gold Coins, Aaron and Nestia hugged each other tightly.

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Eboud was imprisoned in the Church of Amheim, a large building surrounded by a 15-meter-high stucco wall and surrounded by eight guard towers, each with a The strong crossbow is assigned elite Heim guards. The prison door is divided into two floors. When it comes to the entry and exit of people or materials, the door is always open on one floor. Only after the inspection in the middle of the double-layered door, one door is closed and the other is closed. A door opens.

Helm's faith has a certain influence in Amn, and the God of Guardian is actually not very popular in this business empire, because Helm's too cold teachings and style of only fulfilling contracts obviously do not conform to the logic of business.

There is no treachery or business, just like the behavior of the Woking Church - trade monopoly, business slander, and hiring bandits are not allowed on the surface, but if someone can complete such behavior in a covert manner without being discovered, Woking will Jin will also smile at the success of his followers. Being able to accumulate wealth means success.

However, Ms. Wealth only accepts wealth accumulated through trade, investment, animal husbandry, planting, mining, production and other means. Robbery, theft, blackmail and other acts are not included in this list.

Although he doesn't like it, Amn still needs the Church of Helm, especially because the Church of Helm trains the best guards - they are expensive to hire, but they will not betray once the employment agreement is signed, and the Church of Helm is a neutral third party The status of the notary office is also difficult to replace by other organizations.

Revealing their identity as the Silver Chamber of Commerce, Aaron and Nestia easily entered the church.

"Haim's eyes, I'm so glad to see you here, Lord Eye of Judgment."

Aaron found the Eye of Judgment. At this time, he was training a group of Heim guards. Thirty people lined up in three rows. Every movement and every posture was as standard as a robot. These were Heim guards.

In the Church of Ogma, the superiors will encourage apprentices to ask more questions and express their opinions, while in the Church of Helm, any questions about their superiors will only be met with cold punishment.

Crime and punishment, reward and punishment, constitute everything in Heim's teachings.

"Oh, Heim's balls, you actually appeared here, Lord Salian." The Eye of Judgment was very surprised to see Aaron's appearance, and he made a stop gesture towards the Heim guards.

"In the name of Helm Helmet, Lord Eye of Judgment, I am here this time for..."

Aaron told the Eye of Judgment about Eboud. He hoped that the Eye of Judgment would give him face and let Eboud go.

How come the majestic protagonist of Baldur's Gate, Son of Baal, is living in prison?

The Eye of Judgment thought for a while and nodded: "It is indeed true. These two guys fought all the way and hurt many innocent people and destroyed many houses and personal property, so I took action...these two guys committed Their crimes are heinous, and if you want to release them, I'm afraid it will be a little difficult."

"The Salian family has always been a close partner with the Church of Helm. Your Excellency, Eye of Judgment, can you be accommodating?" Aaron calmly released a charm spell.

"Heim's iron glove is above. Anyone who commits a capital crime can pay a full bail and atone three or four times. If he can atone, he will be exempted from the death penalty. We are partners in the old days, Your Excellency. The business has also benefited the church a lot. If I say no, it will not be good for our Lord at the top and bad for the church at the bottom..." The Eye of Judgment thought for a while and nodded: "Well, we are investigating a murder case recently. The silver nobleman Ferdinand was murdered. If you can help us investigate this incident and obtain clues, and pay enough bail, Eboud and Shaflock can be released."

Aaron nodded: "Okay."

This is the Church of Heim. They only act according to the rules. They may already know that these two people are the sons of Baal, but Heim is like this. If it were the three gods of justice, Eboud and Shaflock might not have a chance to come out.

"..." After he finished speaking, the eyes of judgment stared at Nastia.

"What's wrong, Your Excellency Eye of Judgment?" Nastia raised her chin unnaturally: "I have a boyfriend!"

"I once heard that there was a shadow master among the drow. She constantly took on other people's identities and caused one murder after another in the Northland and Sword Coast." The Eye of Judgment said: "Until a few years ago , he completely disappeared. If he could atone for his sins three or four times as our Lord taught, the past would be over."

"...I don't understand what you are talking about." Nestia's eyes immediately turned cold: "Let's go, Aaron, first go see if Eboud and Shaflock are the ones we are looking for?"

Nestia pulled Aaron and left quickly, fearing that the Eye of Judgment would say another word.

The eyes in the slit of the sealed helmet of the Eye of Judgment have been staring at Nastia's back.

"Will the flowers in the darkness bloom in the sun one day?"

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