Surviving The Fourth Natural Disaster Chapter 501: The beginning of a trip to Waterdeep

Hill thought that Lynn asked Terry and the Temple of the Woods to build a Temple of Myril here, but he didn't say anything.

Appears to be just checking the accuracy of those two messages.

Hill hesitated, but didn't say much.

Miriel seems to rarely build his own temples, but follows Ogmar, the **** of knowledge.

But Lynn hates the priest of the God of Knowledge in the small town of Quellar.

Though for some unknown reason, Hill felt he had better stay out of it.

It's just a hint in the tone that anyone who wants to build a temple can come.

Lynn simply changed the subject, it seemed he really didn't want to deal with it.

Lynn appears to be more of a bard than a priest of the Singing God, but his relationship with Myril remains close.

Hill can feel the divine support on Lynn.

Hill doesn't understand, but it's Miriel's business, and he can't ask more.

"Then how are you going to reject them?" Lynn asked. "They're kids, but they're actually older than you.

But probably not even half of your poise.

If you really think you look down on them, these idiots really don't know what to do. "

Hill looked at Lynn quietly, remembering what happened in Silvermoon City.

That's not how Lynn reacted back then.

"Look at what I do?" Lynn laughed, "I didn't praise you for being steady. I just compared with them. When you went to Silvermoon City last year, didn't you see the army commander of the Silvermoon Alliance?

She's been hiding in Elrathrow's palace for the past two years.

Fortunately, we're not moon elves, so we're going to be called upon to conquer the ancestral land together. "

"The mage lord of Waterdeep?" Hill suddenly remembered that Kelburn was the last bloodline of the elven family of Misdrono.

Lynn sighed softly: "Otherwise do you think why the Northland is so undercurrent recently, Kelburn completely denied his elf blood, he would rather go to conquer an ordinary city on the high wasteland than Let go of Strano.

If he is willing to go, many magical facilities of Misdrono will recognize him, in that case, Misdrono will still belong to the elves in the end.

Actually, if he said that the fandom was not his dream, and he wouldn't want to have anything to do with it in the future, we would understand.

Who would work with goblins and goofy elf crusaders!

But Kelburn completely denies that he has elven blood on him.

Isn't he resurrected once? He said he didn't think he had any other blood, other than the human body bestowed by the goddess of magic.

But many elves in Waterdeep would have followed him because of his Mythonor blood, otherwise why would they just follow a human?

Not as good as Erathrow.

As soon as this happened, those elves were a little bit broken and probably all left.

Waterdeep is a bit of a mess right now. "

Hill glanced at Lynn lightly, and although he said it lightly, Hill heard the complicated emotions.

Lynn is a half-elf who grew up in the forest, and unlike Kelburn, he prides himself on being an elf.

He can understand Kelburn's actions, but he still feels disgusted.

Lynn's character has always been very free and easy, and will always feel this way, not to mention the already sensitive elf.

Even the elven gods are outraged by Kelburn's disdain for elven blood.

Hill sighed in his heart, so the reason why Kelburn chose to give up his body and leave only his soul was actually related to his choice?

Although he may be respected by humans and recognized by the goddess of magic, he actually deeply offended the elven gods.

It's too bad to go back, just wait for the goddess of magic to resurrect him again in the future.

And Mystra has always been partial to her own voters, but the resurrection of the Black Rod has been delayed for a long time, which should also be related to this matter.

"I'm going to Waterdeep in a week," Hill told the pensive Lynn with a smile.

"What are you doing there?" Lynn woke up suddenly.

"Waterdeep Auction House's Spring Sale. Lots of stuff from other continents and even other worlds. I'm a little interested." Hill took the invitation to Lynn.

Liszt took it down together just now, and he felt that Hill would definitely tell Lynn.

Lin opened the invitation and looked at the changing image hanging in front of him. The corners of his mouth could not help twitching: "Is it from other cities, too?"

"Yes." Hill nodded, "but I'm not interested in those things. That time in Silvermoon City, I spent money on things I didn't need because I wanted to trouble Vol'jin."

"This kind of invitation can only be made by alchemists above level 12, but not all guests can receive it." Lynn looked up at Hill, "Receiving such a high-level invitation means that You have been recognized as the master of a power. A terrifying powerhouse that can shake the northern continent with a stomping of your feet.

I think you should be able to understand that those human nobles, no matter how powerful they are in their own country, as long as they are not kings or high-level professionals on Megatron's side, they will never receive such invitations.

These are supposed to be delivered after Ambory's fight, right?

It stands to reason that it should be delivered to the door at the end of the extreme winter. "

Hill finds it interesting: "Those nobles will admit to counseling? How can their things be worse than others'? Why should the invitations be distinguished like this?"

"Of course, because these people are existences that the nobles can't solve with money." Lynn sneered, "Hill, your world must be very peaceful, at least those nobles won't be too greedy.

In Toril, the most likely to harm ordinary people is definitely not the devil or the devil, but these nobles.

And the story of the nobles who angered the strong because of their greed and finally wiped out the country and the family has never been cut off.

None of the auction houses would want this to happen in their auctions.

Because of a certain treasure, the real fire was auctioned, and there was a fight when going out. The auctioneer was finally wiped out of the whole family, and then a certain fish slipped through the net many years later and took revenge and wiped out the enemy family. "

Lynn sang a passage, with an innocent smile on his face, "No auction house would allow itself to be the backdrop for such a hero.

Unless it really happened, if a bard dared to write that, they'd have to hunt him down for the rest of his life.

So you see, if there is an auction house's name in the bard's storybook, it's either a fake, or it's a real one, but it's closed.

Who would buy something at an auction house that caused a murder? Who knows if he will be unlucky is the one who was killed.

The auction house's high-end invitations and boxes are matched, so the nobles have to figure out what kind of people they are, and they must not use those **** methods.

Although there will still be strong foreigners, it is much better than before, at least it won't happen on the spot. "

It took Hill to think for a while before fully understanding the hidden rules.

No wonder the auction houses in this world are built with the backing of cities or countries. No matter how rich businessmen are, they would not dare to intervene.

"Then do you want to go and have a look?" Hill asked slowly, "I think with me now, there shouldn't be any more problems, right? My dear friend, I will be responsible for the cost of room and board. "

"Of course." Lynn said simply, "I can sit in this top-of-the-line box, and I will definitely enjoy it.

My little life must be safe now.

My friend, even if you leave this world and go home, no one will do anything to me.

The point is, why bother someone like me who can offend you? By the way, I have to offend the **** of singing. "

Since Lynn was willing to go, Hill took him to Waterdeep on the day of the auction.

The Swamp of the Dead is only a two-day walk from Waterdeep.

Hill's carriage arrived in just two hours.

Lin was speechless in the carriage: "How can your carriage run so fast? It was really hard last time, and you had to lower the speed!"

"This kind of alchemy carriage can fly quickly at low altitude ~IndoMTL.com~ Hill replied, "Last time it was running, of course it was slower. "

Lynn didn't say anything more, Hill was already very rich, even if he added several times, it would be the same unbelievable for Lynn.

He's not so excited now, he can't imagine it after all.

Lin looked at the gate of Waterdeep City in front of him and asked leisurely, "Are you going to stay here for a few days before leaving?"

"I think when Kyle came to me to discuss adventure issues, I could choose to ignore him completely, but I have always considered myself a half-elf." Hill replied with a smile, "So it is completely possible to be in Waterdeep. Stay a few more days. You ask, any hotel recommendations?"

Hill's wagon drove straight into Waterdeep without the guards stopping him, and the notoriously bad-tempered Waterdeep guards acted in awe.

Looks like he already knew whose car was.

"The luxurious one is the jade pot that can be seen on the main road. The ordinary room is 12 to 30 gold per night, and the suite is 25 to 50 gold. It is very luxurious and is the envy of the nobles.

There is also a hotel called the Petite Traveler, on the northeast corner of the intersection of Cerdus Street and Bell Street, the price is only 6 to 12 gp, but it is very warm. And there is a well-known private library, and scholars go to it more. "

Hill laughed: "Dear friend, you don't need to consider whether it is luxurious or not, it's fine. Let's go pamper the travelers!"

Lynn actually already had his own inclinations, but for Hill's sake, he still proposed the luxury hotel called Yuhu.

Hill is more than willing to grant his wishes.

Although he had seen the luxurious signboard of 'Jade Pot', Hill's carriage turned a corner and walked onto Cerdus Street.

Hill decides to book a hotel room before going to the auction house.

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