Surviving The Fourth Natural Disaster Chapter 448: Lynn the brewer’s mash
The next day Hill received a newspaper from Lynn.
Thick newspapers were piled up to over a meter high, and were delivered by a 7th-level soldier with a big waist and two valet.
Hill reckons this is the town guard, Lynn's subordinate.
Otherwise, even if anyone in this town went to church, they would walk around him.
These people should actually be considered soldiers, and Hill can't pay them by tipping them.
Although I don't know the warrior attributes on Faerûn's side, Hill decided to be more cautious when dealing with official personnel. He couldn't give money and make people feel humiliated.
Wait until he gets used to everything from the outside world, Hill frowned and thought, after all, this is not a place ruled by aristocrats, and some things are better to pay attention to.
He finally invited the three warriors to drink a glass of elf wine, which is actually mixed juice, but for the warrior profession that relies on breaking the physical limit again and again to break through, this kind of juice that can help repair physical wounds is very suitable .
The three warriors drank the juice while looking at each other, then suddenly became excited.
The feeling of being fully restored to health is amazing. Compared to the monetary reward, being able to advance again soon is a beautiful result. It is the best reward they never dreamed of.
No wonder the sheriff asked them to deliver such a thing, they thought no one would dare to deliver something to such a powerful mage!
It is said that this mage is above level 14, better than the Hughes mage in the library that no one dares to mess with.
They happily went back to Lynn to report. As for the outsiders to inquire about how much they got paid, of course there was no gold coins. The one who just came out of the forest was not used to the practice of giving money from the outside world.
It's best to give them all the tasks of delivering things to the forest visitor. Next time, it's best to replace them with those brothers who are more injured. Discuss with the sheriff. It should be no problem, right?
Hill flipped through and found that almost all the papers from the last 3 years are here.
He decides to read the papers before going to the library.
At the very least, he has to follow the newspaper and change his style of speaking.
The style of the text can be a little old, and it is best to change it for ordinary speech.
That's why he decided to stay in this town for a while, otherwise, he could go to the university library in Silvermoon City to look up materials.
However, Hill sees something to do with the Blue Dragon's Cave.
A hungry female dragon attacked a monastery that abused followers of the goddess Lauvita, and was killed by the monks inside. Then the dragons of the Blue Dragon Cave appeared and attacked them.
The monks fled to the underground cave, but the blue dragon sent the hobgoblin followers to continue the hunt.
Despite the tragic loss, in the end the followers of Lauvita managed to defeat the hobgoblins and force them to retreat.
The tone of the newspaper, though objective, still contained some schadenfreude.
After all, neither side of the battle is a good thing. Not to mention, all the buildings on the ground of the monastery have been destroyed. These dark believers can only leave in dismay.
It just happened not long ago, and it's still being discussed in the newspapers for the past two days.
Hill looked at it silently. He didn't have a deep memory of this incident, but it was clear that not long after this, it was the day when the dragon went mad.
The Silvermoon Alliance seems to be less disturbed. After all, although the Blue Dragon Cave is very close, they hate orcs the most.
Even in their madness, these blue dragons are headed for the orc camp in the Nether Mountains.
Hill flipped through these pages and found something related to Silvermoon City and level 14 mages.
The university, which Alastro strongly supports, is recruiting professors.
Mages below level 11 need to pass the test, level 12-13 require a letter of introduction, and wizards above level 14 can enter the university at any time, regardless of their status.
Hill glanced indifferently, he was not qualified to teach people to learn spells.
Although he did learn a lot of the spells of this world, but that is because he has become a legend and is very familiar with the laws.
In Faerun's terms, that is, he first understands and masters the origin of the world, and then uses the origin to cast spells.
Hill is a force for miracles, never theoretical.
Some of the students at that university may be better at magic theory than he is.
Hill never felt that his talent was bad, but the systemic thing was not learned from an early age, it was always a little worse.
He wants to go to university and learn it from scratch. Where can he teach others.
If it weren't for the fact that once he entered Silvermoon City, Silvermoon Mysterious Lock would have discovered Hill's level, and it was impossible to accept him for admission. Hill actually didn't care about this shame.
Wait a minute, Hill suddenly realizes that he doesn't have a magic book yet.
While he does record most of Faerûn's spells, it is not in the form of the spellbook of this world.
That thing is really troublesome.
But before entering Silvermoon, he'd better make a copy that won't raise suspicion.
Hill knew that his origins could not be concealed from Alastro, after all, when he communicated with the magic net, the goddess of magic could not have been unaware.
But when dealing with ordinary mages, it is best not to reveal the identity of outsiders.
He sighed while holding the map of Faerûn that Lynn and the newspaper had brought along, and the contact from Trahir's side is estimated to have to wait for a while.
All the gods must have known about the explosion of the stargate connecting all worlds, and Tyr's men fled back in embarrassment.
Waterdeep City, which is not very far from the Silvermoon Alliance, should have a Stargate.
Hill flipped through the newspapers of the last two days, but there was no such thing as a stargate explosion at all, and it seemed that he was suppressed.
After all, that place has nothing to do with ordinary people at all.
It seems that he wants to know about Stargate, but he still has to go to Silvermoon City.
In Waterdeep City, after the days when the dragon went mad, Hill always remembered that the biggest real estate developer there should be the dragon.
Hill thought about it, and decided to go to the library to see what materials the mainstream magic books are made of.
The Faerun Riel kind is too rudimentary, from top to bottom, it's the basic model.
Hill knew very well that he would never be able to build a simple and poor person who lived by counting gold coins.
Hill thought about the design plans of various magic books, and suddenly became interested. Maybe he could get Ben Hill's book of magic!
Hill happily gave up flipping through the newspaper and got up to go out.
The world's newspapers are really boring, full of policy and news, completely different from what he thought.
It could also be that Lynn was afraid of bringing him down and didn't send over the newspapers he thought were vulgar. Hill felt that when he arrived in Silvermoon City, he could choose to buy all kinds of newspapers.
In that case, he can see all kinds of gossip without revealing his love for gossip.
He absolutely believes in the greed of businessmen, and the tabloids that no one reads are stuffed into the all-inclusive list.
As Hill walked into the library, Mage Hughes greeted him.
"Welcome to the Silver Moon Library, Mr. Mage." He said respectfully, "Lending books, 1 gold per day. Transcription, 1 gold per copy.
We also sell Scribe scrolls and various related materials here. "
Hill nodded at him: "Good day, just call me Hill. Do you have some finished transcripts? Mage Hughes."
Hughes nodded hurriedly: "I have copied some commonly used basic codes. Are you interested?"
"One of each." Hill smiled, "I'll see what's there first."
The Hughes mage is smart enough to copy books like the Encyclopedia of Plants and Animals, as well as some basic books for magicians.
For example, a brief introduction to magic book making and alchemy, which Hill is very interested in.
It seems that there are indeed very few mages in this town, and their level is relatively low. In Hughes' judgment, the only things that can be sold are these basic books.
Hill settled the bill with Hughes' preferred small gold brick.
"Let's do it first, then." Hill walked into the library and took the transcription scroll to copy dozens of magic books published in recent years.
Hughes's always stiff smile became more and more natural. Although Hill didn't buy his Scribe scroll, as a mage who hasn't been out for a long time, it's normal to have hundreds of chapters on him.
Reading and Scribing were originally the basic skills for wizards to learn to make scrolls of spells.
Although Hughes didn't know how old the half-elf mage in front of him was, he had already tacitly agreed that he was much older than his 70-year-old self.
Humans are not necessarily compared to half-elves, either in talent or age.
He couldn't help but feel sour, for that face that was obviously older than himself but looked like a teenager.
Hill put away the other books, took the Silvermoon Alliance Herbs Encyclopedia and walked to read it, and left the library directly.
He didn't know why Hughes' old face had a grumpy expression, but he was still a little hairy.
Let's finish reading these books, hopefully Hughes will be normal by then.
"Hill." Lynn stopped him as he walked home.
"Good morning, Lynn." Hill smiled at the swiftly approaching sheriff.
"I'm here to ask you something." Lynn looked at him strangely. "You came out of the forest with elf wine? Can you bring it to the soldiers who deliver the letter? You brought a lot?"
"Yes." Hill nodded reservedly, "People outside don't know about this kind of thing, you should understand! This is a mixed juice with a little wine flavor~IndoMTL.com~ Who doesn't have dozens of jars? Huh?
This is my own brew, of course a lot. "
The corners of Lynn's mouth twitched: "Nonsense! That's something you can brew at home!"
Hill looked at Lynn with a peculiar expression. The fruits of the Elf Forest were almost inexhaustible, and most elves would brew this so-called Elf wine.
That bit of repairing the body is just a side effect, the elves just don't like a lot of fruit falling on the ground and rotting.
But there are always some elves who can only make juice, as long as they make wine, they will turn into rotting mud, and even fruit vinegar is a good result.
I didn't expect that the Lynn family was like this!
He dares to be a bartender!
Ask for a monthly pass~
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