"Thank you for your trust, Your Majesty." After the spirit naga bowed and saluted, the eyes formed by the fusion of human and snake features flashed with dangerous light, "Where did your information about Your Majesty come from? Is it the darkness in the north?

Fort? Those Zhentarim slave traders who are full of lies?"

It was not the Lizard Queen who spoke first, but her palace minister, the spirit Naga Alhassan, who said: "What do you mean by showing us this? Do you want us to rob outside the Thun Swamp? What exactly is playing on the projection?

Where?"

This is due to the composition of their army. Although the lizardmen are amphibious creatures, they are relatively dependent on water, especially in summer. Their scales are water-type and they need to take a dip in muddy water from time to time.

Prevent it from drying out and falling off.

The last sentence directly exposed the nature of the Lizard Queen's court. They are a group of local aborigines who are stuck in their ways and claim to be kings of the land. It's just that the strength of this aboriginal group is extremely strong. Their influence and news are limited to the Thun Swamp and surrounding areas.

, they have no way to influence other places, or they are not interested.

But this question had to be answered. Miklos answered truthfully: "Your Majesty, please forgive me for this matter."

"Wait." The spirit naga stopped hurriedly, "Your Majesty, I have an important question to ask Mr. Miklos."

But last year, the gods came to Faerûn as saints, and then several mortals were promoted to gods. This made many arrogant people think that becoming a god was a very simple matter, thus giving birth to unrealistic delusions.

, obviously, this lizard queen is one of them.

It was launched by a young baron of Tethyr named Gavin Nott in Darauma, and he was preparing to migrate to the valley.

This is one of the reasons why they paid special attention to Miklos when they learned that he had brought millions of wealth.

Mikros stopped talking nonsense and directly pressed the seal to release a memory image.

Mikros just listed the information completely without adding too many personal opinions.

The Lizard Queen did not react for a moment, so she could only follow his train of thought and asked: "What crime?"

Everything you have done before will be in vain.

Just this morning, they had crossed Bosku, the northernmost city on the Dragon Coast, and officially set foot in the goblin wilderness. They were heading north along the wasteland path. I believe that within two to three days, they would pass near Thun Swamp.

If it were that simple, gods would have roamed all over Faerûn long ago. All the wealthy people in Sambia were gods walking on earth. They paid tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of people to worship themselves as gods.

Very simple thing.

The only thing Miklos could do was to remain expressionless, as if he didn't understand what the other person was saying.

Bet on the greed of this giant dragon, bet on the temptation of wealth brought by the conqueror's army, finally outweighed the hostility to the Darkhold.

"It's indeed them." The coldness on the face of the spirit naga became more obvious, "I want to see the memory projection of your meeting, without missing any trace."

This time, even the lizard queen did not stop her. Instead, she regained her composure, crawled back, and started a new round of eating.

It was obvious that they had suffered a loss at the hands of the Dark Castle, and it was quite a big one. Even now, the Lizard Queen still remembers it and dare not look down upon it, for fear that she might accidentally fall into their conspiracy.
Chapter completed!