The waters of the Nelanthel Archipelago are often regarded as the dividing line between Koriel's northern navigation and the southern seas. It is a vast scattered island group formed by thousands of small islands, stretching from Amn to the Traceless Sea.

More than half of the islands here lack fresh water and are not suitable for docking for supplies. However, there are still a few islands with drinkable water that can barely support life. Therefore, these islands have also attracted those who want to plunder Amn, Kalishan, Sword Coast, and

The pirates of the Moonshae Islands ships are scrambling to seize them, because the narrow Iseveral Strait between the Nelanthel Islands and the Velen Peninsula is a must-pass for all North and South Sea ships!

It is impossible for merchants to make a large circle and run to the Traceless Sea in order to avoid the frequent pirates here.

There is the territory of the squid community, and the unknown routes and deep sea mean more unpredictable risks. Often, a sudden storm will lead to death in the bottomless depths under the turbulent waves of the ocean goddess Amberli.

And this trend has rapidly grown and developed with the sudden rise of prosperous trade in Amn, the city of Kadeshui along the northern sea coast, and Minas Tirith in the north.

Aside from the brutality and plunder they thrive on, the pirates of Nelanthel are nothing like their counterparts on the Dragon Coast or to the north.

The pirates on the Dragon Coast and the north are mostly humans and demihumans, while the pirates on the Nelanthe Islands are mostly non-human races, such as orcs, lizard people, ogres and tauren.

Some of the thugs would occasionally follow the path of chivalry for the sake of long-term development, but the pirates of the Nelanser Islands would often torture and torture the captives wantonly in order to squeeze out the last bit of value from their captives, even causing the captives to die.

All kinds of horrible and disgusting ways to die.

The pirates here have been trapped in an extremely violent and cruel environment since they were born, and they can't escape until they die. They are usually in their prime when they die. Almost all the strong people fight on the ship, and those who are weak and injured

The wreckage, and young children were stranded on the shore doing hard labor such as repairing and salvaging the wreckage.

The tauren Torrenir grew up in such a cruel environment. He was unfortunate. He didn't know who his father was, and his mother died of illness very early.

But he was also lucky. Compared with other alien races, the tauren's strong physique undoubtedly gave him more chances to survive in this harsh environment, until he met a giant dragon, an extremely powerful blue dragon.

From then on, he became the tax collector appointed by the great Bluepaw Alogthos.

At the same time, this is also a dependent position that is extremely characteristic of blue dragons.

They are not loyal to robbery like red dragons, not good at deceit like green dragons, not like profiteers like black dragons, and not obsessed with stealing like shadow dragons, especially looking at other people's treasures all day long.

They are also one of the few lawful factions among the five colored dragons that can divide labor and cooperate. Blue dragons are happy to occupy a territory to collect taxes, and are also good at formulating rules for tax collection.

It's a pity that Amn, Tethyr and even Kashanlin in the south are the territory of her mother Ivicola Sagran, so Arogathos has no choice but to help her mother keep an eye on Amn's tithe.

Her eyes moved to the sea that her mother couldn't care about.

Thanks to the increasingly prosperous development of sea trade between the north and the south in the past few decades, both Arogathos and the tauren Torrenir have been living a relatively prosperous life in recent years.

Due to the force deterrence of a powerful dragon, what Torunil has to do every day is to patrol near several large islands with fresh water in a boat and with people. When he sees a pirate ship returning to the archipelago with a full load, he stops it.

Just pump the water.

On the contrary, when they encounter vendetta or are captured by official warships, they will receive protection from the retinue of the Crown Prince of Blue Claw.

But today's situation is a bit special...

"Lord Sicilius, Lord Servais, have you brought the will of the great master again?"

Tolenir saw the two ogre magicians falling from the sky, and humbly knelt down on one knee.

The attitude is not much worse than when facing Arogathos, and it is even taken more seriously than that, because although these two ogre magicians are nominally the master's right-hand men, they are strictly speaking the master's mother Ivy.

Corasagran's dependents.

Even if she is her own daughter, Ivicola Sagran is not worried about completely handing over the tax revenue of the richest country in the south to another dragon, and with the legendary strength of Blue Claw Arogathos, even if Amn spends a lot of money

Hire a legendary dragon-slaying adventurer, and she might not be able to handle it...

The reason why Blueclaw Arogathos was able to stick to the Shattered Claw Mountains like a rivet was, on the one hand, her mother's reputation, and on the other hand, it was the 'force' guarantee of the two ogre magicians in front of her.

To be precise, it's not the force of these two ogre magicians... but...

Thinking of this, Torenir couldn't help but glance at the two bottles, one red and one green, hanging around their necks in fear.

In order to frighten the pirates of Nelanthel, Arogathos once let them use these two magic bottles, releasing two fire djinn and wind djinn as huge as mountains.

The fire djinn directly caused the eruption of a nearby pirate volcano, and the wind djinn set off a violent hurricane, sending those pirates who were unwilling to pay taxes directly into the sky...

Facts have proved that no matter where it is, violence that can crush everything is always the most effective means of deterrence.

But he couldn't figure out what happened that warranted his master sending these two ogre magicians.

This made him...a little scared.

"There is a ship coming from the north. It will probably arrive this evening. Gather the forces you can command and intercept it." The ogre Sicilis ordered.

"There is more than one high-level mage on this ship. You can wait a moment. We are not the only ones who are eyeing this ship." Another ogre, Selvis, added.

"Thank you two adults for reminding me."

After hearing the first half of the sentence, Toreniel, who was still a little worried that he would become cannon fodder, couldn't help but expressed gratitude, and then quickly took out some collections glowing with magic aura from his somewhat tattered leather pocket and stuffed them into the hands of the two ogre magicians.

This also made the ogre brothers look at the tauren with a slightly softer gaze, and said again:

"You don't have to work too hard, just hold it off. If there is any irresistible external force, we and the owner will come forward to solve it."

"The master will show up too?!"

Tolenir raised his head in disbelief. Apart from being shocked and frightened, he was even more grateful for his previous actions.

He suddenly had an inexplicable premonition, and even Blue Claw couldn't help but come forward in person. I was afraid that the value of this ship was far beyond his imagination.

And the level of danger will be the same at that time!

...

Cascatella.

The golden spire is the largest and most prosperous Wojin Temple in Amn or the entire Coriel. Every day, many new people join the Church of Wealth with the expectation of 'getting rich'. Members will put coins into the ceremony during the introduction ceremony.

A large bowl was held to celebrate, and a huge crowd of tens of thousands came to pray.

Most merchants will pray to the goddess of wealth to protect the safety of their upcoming trade and pray that their chamber of commerce will grow stronger.

The prayers of ordinary people are all kinds of, praying that they can pick up money when they go out, praying that they can get rich overnight, praying that the debtor has something to do to postpone the loan collection, praying that the future mother-in-law can appreciate his restrained gifts...

Of course, most of these unreliable prayers will be ignored.

The gods do not have the energy to deal with so many prayers. They will only focus on everything that can bring benefits to the church or 'please' their devout believers.

Today is April 10th, the ‘Day of Generosity’.

The Archbishop, who was respectfully called the 'Holy Coin', had just personally held a large-scale prayer event in the church. Just as he was about to leave and return to the inner sanctum, his decrepit body suddenly paused, and then his eyes widened in disbelief.

He even trembled slightly.

Just now, he received an oracle from the goddess Wojin!

For any believer, is there anything that makes them feel more favored by the gods than receiving an oracle?

That represents the trust of the gods!

"Sharila, I have an important mission for you to complete." The archbishop suddenly turned around and said meaningfully to the confused female priest.

"Archbishop, please give me your instructions." The female priest named Sharila Taibrantan bowed slightly and lightly drew the outline of a gold coin on her chest.

"There should be a merchant ship named Fearless docked at the port right now. There is a devout believer in wealth on board. It will encounter a 'storm' on its next journey. As a messenger of God, it will go to

Well, when the ship is about to 'capsize', pray to my god Wojin to protect its safety and let it reach its destination safely." The archbishop prophesied with a charisma.

But Sharila was a little confused after hearing this...

Yes...

This is the first time she has heard such a strange mission since she joined the Church of Wealth in so many years.

The goddess's teachings do include the obligation to defend one's own wealth, but she never mentioned the obligation to defend believers...

Wait, pray to my god Wojin to protect its safety?

This is an oracle! An oracle without a doubt!

This made her faintly excited. The experience of being able to pray to the gods in person and receive a response was an extremely rare opportunity. This experience would undoubtedly be of great help to her in her future pursuit of a 'coin listing' position.

But the Archbishop's mission also made her doubtful.

As a pastor who is actively seeking development in Fortune Church, of course he will not be left behind in intelligence work.

She had also heard about this Dauntless ship. It was temporarily leased by Queen Alyssa of the Sword Coast from the Hogg Chamber of Commerce in the City of Water.

But since they are 'devout' believers in wealth, why didn't they go to the 'Golden Spire' to pray when they came to Ascatla...

But even if he is so ungrateful, he still allows the goddess to send such an oracle and send the church's priests to secretly protect the other party's safety...

Moreover, the archbishop also specifically asked to pray to the gods for its safety when it is about to "capture"...

What kind of existence makes the goddess try to make the other party accept her love...

Such behavior...such behavior is really...

As soon as such an idea came into her mind, she quickly put it out.

'Don't presume on God's will!'

Sharila quickly lowered her head and said extremely seriously:

"You will definitely live up to the archbishop's mission!"

"This is your mission, kid." The Archbishop showed a warm and meaningful smile.

"Thank you Archbishop for your cultivation!" Sharila said with some trembling.
To be continued...