Surviving The Fourth Natural Disaster Chapter 572: Lansendel who reconciled with the elf gods
Lin En looked at the goblin with a flower crown on Hill's head in surprise: "Flower fairies? Where did you find them? Even in the previous high forest, you can rarely see their existence! Even My mother has only heard of it."
Vera waved her little wand angrily: "How about your manners? My lord with long ears? Vera is right in front of you, who are you talking to?"
Lin En quickly controlled her emotions, and apologized to Vera in the most sincere tone: "I'm really sorry, beautiful and elegant flower fairy, I was really just too surprised!
I never thought that there would be a day when I would be able to see the flower fairy with my own eyes, she is as cute and charming as the legend.
For thousands of years, no one has seen the flower fairy.
In the legends of the elves, the flower fairy was completely silent because of the disappearance of the leader. Even when she was happy in the royal court, she was unwilling to deal with anyone.
So, can you excuse my fuss? Dear Miss Vera. "
Vera nodded as calmly as possible: "Okay! I forgive your ignorance."
It's a pity that both Hill and Lynn can see her triumphant face and the rapidly waving wings behind her.
She flew up and waved her small fists and told Hill: "I will not allow leprechauns to come into my place! Squire let his dreams go!
At the beginning, I was cheated by him so I didn't have time to return to my mother.
It's okay for Echettien to come, but it's definitely not for Temple Quarlei! "
Hill said softly: "You can decide the matter of Joy Royal Court! I don't care, but will Echettien really come? I think it's a bit too noticeable?"
"It's not Oberon!" Vera pouted, "And don't adults like Echatien very much?"
Hill thought with a headache, Echatien probably won't come.
He is not only the **** of Pegasus, but also the **** of unicorns, albeit a winged stallion.
Hill really didn't expect that when he brought back a few little flower fairies, he not only turned into a group of goblins, but even had a big white horse attached.
But he doesn't have any faith in Toril at all. Unless the goblins on Hill's side are in danger, Echatien probably won't go to Lurue's territory.
Vera handed Hill a small bottle as big as a slender milk grape, which contained the nectar brewed today: "Make us more of these small bottles, Hill. I can use moonlight The cloth mixed with spider silk will be exchanged with you!"
Vera loves these small bottles that can be filled! In the past, when they brewed nectar, they had to pack it in hundreds of small flower sacs, but now they can use one bottle for each kind of nectar!
Sill smiled distressedly, it was not difficult for him to do this, but the most troublesome thing for such a small bottle was to shape them, his eyeballs were going to pop out.
Furthermore... the cloth that Vera mentioned was only the size of his two palms. Hill planned to save it for Aglaia and Alice to play with, so he was willing to exchange it with Vera and the others.
He made 50 bottles for Vera, and the moonshine cloth he got in exchange was not enough to make a piece of clothing.
Vera didn't care about Hill's distress, she felt that she had made it clear, and she just had to wait for Cunbu to come to Hill to exchange it.
Xiao Huaxian swaggered out of the window with her transparent wings fluttering.
The goblins like Hill's floating castle very much, they feel too safe, and without Hill's consent, any adult in danger cannot enter this small territory.
Even if the brave ones among them dare to go to the ground to see what the humans and elves have become now, they don't have to worry about not being able to escape or bringing troubles to other companions.
Otherwise, Vera would not have come to tell Hill that the leprechauns are not allowed to come here. Many members of the outer court of the King of Joy have come to play.
The leprechaun **** has been protesting against Vera's differential treatment recently, but Vera firmly does not allow them to enter. She is worried that Squalley will come to Hill, so she must get Hill's promise.
Of course Hill will promise her, just listen to Vera.
In fact, he doesn't care much about Peake coming here.
This kind of mischievous goblin just uses illusion to make people lose their way. It is of no use to Hill, and it is not even very useful in the mythology. They can use the fog to expel this illusion at any time.
But liar leprechauns...he didn't like it either.
"Sill." Lynn interrupted his contemplation, "Did you bring them back from Icewind Dale?"
"Ah!" Hill nodded suddenly, "Yes, Vera and the others were found in an iceberg. They used space teleportation to escape there in order to avoid the destruction of the first magic net."
He didn't say why he went to the inside of the iceberg, and Lynn didn't intend to ask.
Hill took Lynn back to the study together.
Lin En's gaze was fixed on the sleeping killing vine. It seemed that Miril had told him everything, including how Malar died.
Lin En looked at Hill who was sitting leisurely on the chair, and couldn't help but smiled bitterly and said, "You are so leisurely, Hill."
Hill smiled. As the lord of the city of Aglaia, Hill has already shown his strength, so naturally those waiting and watching forces in Faerun Continent will also show their strength.
Toril's portal is actually quite fast in doing things, but the former Hill did not show the value of letting these forces spend this money.
But now it's different.
For most of the countries and cities on the Faerun continent, one Amberley is nothing, and two are not impossible to deal with.
But what Hill killed was more terrifying than the three Umberleys.
Then there is Malar with the Demon-Breaking Dagger and Vol'jin with the Secondary Artifact!
Lin En has been dealing with the envoys sent by these forces during this time.
Originally when Hill came back, Lynn wanted to come to see him. He didn't know how many things he wanted to ask and say!
However, at that time, all the countries and towns in the Northland had already sent people. Lynn was almost busy in the city hall of Aglaia City, and Hill asked Liszt to inform him that everything was over. Come again.
There is nothing to say about his affairs here, and he didn't kill Bane.
Fortunately, Lynn can pull those elf crusaders to work.
Those guys from the undead race can't be counted on. All the rabbits are gone.
In the few months when Hill was not here, the undead left behind who had been waiting for a surprise attack from Waterdeep City were almost desperate. No one knew how they could bear it so much.
It seems that as long as the black staff is not having a good time, it doesn't matter how badly everyone is hit.
The complex relationship between the forces of Toril, even if the commanders of the undead race think a little bit, they can't figure it out.
You know, during this period of time, it's not just a matter of how many red names they killed in Waterdeep City, digging three feet of ground is not enough to explain their madness.
On the third day after they arrived in Waterdeep City, they determined that the trouble came from Baal's treasure, and then began to collect the stolen goods and bring them back to a shallow pool in front of the Aglea Temple for purification.
In addition to the holy water of Aglea, there are also holy symbols of many elves and gods, as well as the fist-sized egg-shaped amber filled with the blood of the Lord of Dawn, which is the most harmful to Baal's death power.
When Hill came back, when he saw the golden amber floating in the middle of the holy water pool, he knew why he was attracted to the Holy Grail of Amana Tower.
He did send Ransander away, and the Lord of Dawn, whose attention was completely absent from Toril, could no longer impersonate Amaunator.
But as long as Hill is not greedy, no one can do anything about him.
After thinking about it, Hill knew that even without Lansander, Amana Tower could be resurrected, but it would not be so fast. After all, he lost a lot of supplies from the richest Temple of Dawn.
However, there are not many worshipers of the sun, and many of them turned out to be believers of the Lord of Dawn.
He always remembered that when Amaunata was revived from Lansander's body, almost all of the Sun Temple organized by Lansander went with Amaunata.
For the mighty Torilians, the sun must be more trustworthy than the morning light.
Even though Lansander was the one who gave them benefits and blessings over the years, what they enshrined was the sun! Who cares about the light in the morning.
It is also because of the personality of the Toril people that even smarter gods will not entrust everything to the believers, and only pursue their own strength.
"Liszt asked me to put all the gifts they sent into the city warehouse in Aglaia." Lynn asked softly, "Are you really not going to see any of them?"
Hill said indifferently: "Lyn, unless it's an artifact, I might as well make other things myself, and I don't lack gold coins."
Lin En nodded: "Then I'll just take those things as quest rewards to those 'Trasir Elves', otherwise I'll have to exchange gold coins with Corellon's Seraphim."
When Hill thinks of those Seraphs who are bored squatting in the mission hall~IndoMTL.com~, he can't help laughing, how pitiful!
He always thought it was a reward for Corellon to release these seraphs, but now he is not sure, squatting there every day to release missions and exchange for gold coins is really torture for these lively seraphs.
The daily live broadcast of the undead in the mission hall is their only pastime in their boring days.
From top to bottom, the biggest wish of the Seraphs is the dark forces in Waterdeep City. It is best to come to Aglaia City as soon as possible.
After all, it has been so long, those horrible alleys in Waterdeep City have now been rebuilt into bright and beautiful apartment streets, but I don't know if the original owners are satisfied, after all, there are no more secrets to speak of.
When Hill came back, he heard that the secret assembly of the Zhentarim had been found out and killed by the undead, and that was the biggest dark force in the Northland.
The undead and seraphim should soon usher in their long-awaited revenge.
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