Surviving The Fourth Natural Disaster Chapter 476: Hill’s deterrent
Hill arranged the hall between him and Terry into a large study with bookshelves on three sides.
Then began to lay out the books on Faerûn's side in rows.
The ones he's seen are at the top, and the ones he's bought are at the bottom.
Finally, I found a few more floating discs. After setting the range that could not leave the main house, they threw them in the open space and flew wherever they wanted.
A single mage hand can call them over when needed.
He thought about it for a while, and then set up a large kitchen and dining room on the first floor on his side. In this house, he would not do powerful spell experiments, at most the fourth chapter of the magic book. Finish.
He had a hunch that the fourth chapter was the last time, and when the magic book was connected to the origin of the world, the reaction was relatively small.
From the beginning of Chapter 5, the feedback from the world will become significantly larger, and Hill does not want to be the target of public criticism.
So the second floor is simply divided into a spell laboratory and an alchemy laboratory, and Hill only uses some high-level magic circles for protection.
As long as it can resist the attack power of the legendary rank, it does not need to be perfected, after all, it is a place where I live temporarily for a few years.
When things on Hill's side were almost settled, Martha also decorated several houses with puppets.
He walked into his side, summoned a floating saucer and flew directly to the third floor. He put a staircase between his residence and the hall, and then opened a space in the corner to allow the floating An elevator room where empty discs can go up and down freely.
I don't plan to welcome foreign guests in my own room, except for the large bathroom on this floor.
All walls have been converted into blue ocean crystals, allowing Hill to easily see the scenery outside.
This crystal, which looks airtight, is actually similar to breathable glass, and each air hole can freely convert air.
So even though there are no windows, there is a slight breeze in the room.
Marsha put white transparent gauze on these glass windows, which is slowly fluttering at the moment, making Hill feel very comfortable.
Especially when he felt the violent fluctuation of divine power from the north shore, he was even more happy.
Seeing a tinge of whiteness on the horizon, he decided to take a bath to welcome the dawn.
Then Hill changed into a dark blue robe with silver trim and prepared to go out in high spirits.
He's going to buy some newspapers and see if there's any exciting news.
And then by the way, subscribe to all the newspapers and publications Silvermoon City can buy, whether academic or gossip.
As he walked out of the gate, Hill saw Lynn who was planning to come to him.
"Good morning, Lynn!" Hill greeted with a smile.
"I can't be safe anymore..." Lynn said weakly, "Do you know how many people came to me yesterday to inquire about you?
Fortunately I hadn't asked you before.
It's so annoying, I just let them go to the Golden Elf King. "
Hill smiled embarrassedly at him.
"Actually, I can't blame you." Lynn sighed, "Of course you have to be happy if you have money, why not retaliate if you have revenge?
Elves have never tolerated large numbers of beings.
They don't dare to do anything to me, it's not just because our Lord God is staring at me.
Unless it kills you and Messer together, no one in the blood of the golden elves would dare to harm anyone in Silvermoon City or even the Silvermoon Alliance.
The only benefit of our golden elves is unity, as Faerûn knows. "
Hill silently recalled the elf god-king of Trahill, expressing his sincere doubts about Lynn's words.
"I was so annoyed yesterday that I went to live at my teacher's house. He is in the big mansion on the shore of Ruiwen, similar to yours here.
I have to go back today, so I'm here to say goodbye.
One thing by the way.
Last night, my teacher Cressa Lurian almost laughed like a flower. It is said that you didn't save face for the head of the Enchanting Department, Sinn Heihe?
I'm here to tell you, don't worry about reprisals.
The relationship between them is not very good. It is normal for the person holding my teacher's invitation to not show face to that lady.
She is also a little too arrogant, and she actually wants to grab materials from the lady! Her master did not dare to do so.
However, if you still want to read in the university library in the future, don't offend all the mages and professors in the best college. "
Hill recalled that Kresa Lurian should be the head of the musical instrument branch of the bard college. Although he also has elf blood, it does not seem to be a golden elf.
His time in this academy is almost the same as when Esladro was the city lord, and he should also be a follower of Lady Supreme.
He must be full of ill will towards someone like Sinn Heihe, who dares to disrespect Isla Zhuo because of his attachment to the current city lord, but he won't take the initiative to make a move, at most make small moves.
Hill glanced at Lynn and nodded with a smile: "Don't worry, I'm always calm when no one provokes me."
Lynn is really a good friend, so he gave Hill the full name of his teacher, for fear that Hill would get involved in the power struggle in Silvermoon City.
Lynn laughed too: "My teacher shouldn't do anything, but be careful.
We just came out to travel and didn't plan to stay in Silvermoon forever.
By the way, where do you want to go this morning? "
"Buy some newspapers." Hill pointed to a two-story building on the main road with a 'Message and Echo' sign.
Lynn followed behind him: "What happened with the Vol'jin's Blessed was not reported so quickly."
"Then it's time to come out tomorrow! I can pre-order it." Hill said with a smile, "It's not just for this, I also order those academic journals!
Especially the "Ladies' Journal" in the university town. I read a few collections from the past two years, which are indeed worth discussing. "
Lynn shrugged: "Well, you're a standard mage, I just like reading sheet music."
Hill added in his heart: There is also gossip.
"It's still snowing! How are you going to leave?" Hill glanced at the snowflakes that were still fluttering outside the upside-down magic film on Silvermoon City.
"It's not the time for extreme cold anymore." Lynn pointed to the lower city gate. "There's starting to be a caravan going to Quelal to sell goods. I'll just go with them."
Hill nodded. With Lynn following, the caravan would be safer, so if they plan to leave at another time, it will be changed to today.
Hill took out a few magic scrolls and handed them to Lynn: "You keep this, I made it myself, don't think about whether it's expensive.
For me, it's just a casual thing. It's actually very easy for high-level mages to make money. If you think they are poor, it's just that they spend too much beyond their limit.
If something happens to you, even if I blow all those who hurt you to ashes, it doesn't make any sense. It's always the stranger who takes revenge and comforts you. "
Lin looked sideways for a few seconds, and then simply accepted it. He was actually still traveling, and helping each other with Hill, the hapless ghost who was also kicked out of his home, was also allowed by the family rules.
He glanced at the contents of the spell scroll and couldn't help baring his teeth. No wonder Hill was kicked out of the house before he was 80 years old. All he needed was life experience.
Apart from the two auxiliary spells, Mansion and Rapid Flight, the rest are blizzards, lightning and thunder, extreme freezing, and even meteorites!
Hill is a mage above level 19!
Lynn looked sideways at the young face, not daring to speculate whether he had broken through the limits of mortals and reached level 20.
Even if many people reach level 19, it may take hundreds or thousands of years to break the limit and reach level 20.
He thought about it for a moment, then told Hill, "Then I can only say thank you. These are enough to save my life. It will last for a few years.
Don't worry, I'm not self-righteous, and I'll come back for help when I'm in danger.
Go and buy the newspaper yourself!
I went straight out of town to find the caravan, they were probably ready to wait for me!
This small caravan is not as fast as yours and needs to leave early.
I'll send you a letter, those female postmen in the Northland are very diligent, and if they have money, they can go every day.
But if something happens to me, it's definitely not because of you, but because of my bad-mouthed unlucky teacher.
No one thinks we're any closer just because I take care of my kin. "
Hill smiled and sent off Lynn~IndoMTL.com~ It seems that the University of Silvermoon City is also full of competition among various disciplines, probably for Esladro and Silvermoon City. Research funding?
Hill actually understands that if he takes Lynn against Hill just because of his good kinship, he will almost offend the entire golden elf race, including the elf gods.
Don't look at Hill and Lynn are both white-skinned half-elves, and you don't even need to know which family Hill is from. This doesn't affect the golden elves and their main gods.
But who knows if there will be any idiots who don't understand anything and will take action desperately?
Hill was never afraid of those high-level people, but these guys who knew little about elves.
But this kind of guy, these spell scrolls that Hill gave Lynn can definitely handle.
Hill walked slowly into the oddly named newspaper office.
The staff inside, sure enough, are mostly 2nd and 3rd level bards, and they're in a circle now discussing how much money was stolen from the Vol'jin believer.
Is Vol'jin really going to be reduced to a weak divine power? In the early morning battle, the power she provided to her favored ones was too weak.
And Cyric's followers are so mad that they dared to enter Silvermoon City. If he hadn't robbed him of the money, no one would have found out.
With great satisfaction at hearing the latest news, Hill tapped the bell on the counter.
"Ah! Welcome, sir, do you have any favorite newspapers?" A handsome young man wearing a gray shirt and a sleeveless vest of the same color immediately walked to the counter.
Hill placed the order according to his own ideas. The little poet, who was originally happy, changed his face instantly when he saw the address written on the receipt.
Hill smiled soothingly at the frightened little brother, turned around and went out to the next bookstore.
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