Surviving The Fourth Natural Disaster Chapter 706: Grandfather, this is my Aglaia

The place in Candle Castle is surrounded by multiple protection spells, and the guardian magic circle is also very powerful. Even a demigod-level mage cannot open the dimension gate there. There is also a silver dragon that has been transformed into a ghost. Even if you kill her , she can also be resurrected a day later.

If it weren't for this spell plague, these measures would indeed be enough to protect this towering castle at the end of the Lion's Road. After all, there are still many 30-level Lei Mages.

But now these mages are all but abolished... Years of pampering have made them completely forget how to cast spells out of the Weave.

And their enemies must be those Arcanists.

Hill is sure the Netherites will do something there.

If there are only books, those arcanists may still curb their greed, but there are also prophecies made by the prophet Alandor about the future of Faerûn.

Nether arcans have sneered at those prophecies, but reality has taught them enough lessons, given a rare and powerful opportunity, that they will certainly want to avoid repeating terrible mistakes.

Lister took Hill's request solemnly to the core, knowing that this task was not only for himself, but also to inform Lynn and Lyra and the Tarlings who were assisting them. .

Hill sighed softly, but he still had to face the group of elves: "Go and inform those elves that they can go to Luskan, and they can choose one of the two small islands outside the port over there. /

But they must assure me that they will never cause trouble in Luskan, and must not speak rude words to other gods, let alone say anything that discriminates against other races, including half-elves.

I can't ask them to be careful, but the elves must know one thing, I will be punished if I anger me.

The elves who dare to make mistakes will be sent directly to prison in the Aglaia Mountains!

I'm not as forgiving as Corellon. "

The new mountain range was originally between Aglaia City and Neverwinter City, and Hill gave them some consideration... But Neverwinter City only needs the remaining part of Neverwinter Forest It seems to be satisfied, and no one was sent through the forest to the mountains to explore.

And at this time, Neverwinter has no courage to compete with Hill for the ownership of the mountain range. Hill had appointed it as the Aglaia Mountains according to Toril's tradition before leaving.

As long as no one has the ability to object within a month, the mountain belongs to Aglaia.

Adding to the fields between the big lakes, Aglaia's territory is now very large, almost comparable to Silvermoon City.

Liszt dissipated, and he went to the mouth of the whale to convey Hill's will to the group of elves.

Hill sighed silently, the elves should understand that he has enough strength to fulfill his oath.

In a place like Luskan, where the entire Faerûn continent has to resist orcs, it is absolutely impossible for Hill to let these elves affect the unity and stability of the local.

As for what these guys will do in other places, he can't control... Elves are always only strong for a while, instead of always existing in Toril's powerful forces like humans, in fact, like them Must be brave and arrogant, without foresight and impulsive and irritable character inseparable.

But in addition to their strength, they also have a brave and tenacious side. They will never bow to the enemy, and they will always fight to the last second... For those who are not as good as themselves, although their attitude is arrogant, they will not fight arbitrarily. scolding bullying.

Hill leaned on his sofa chair and pressed his forehead with a wry smile: Analyze and analyze... Isn't this the main expression of the villain's character?

Perhaps as the legend goes, the elf was born from the blood of the **** Corellon shed when he fought with the orc master god... More of his personality inherited his fighting spirit.

It's just that a long life has smoothed out their characters, so the longer the elves live, the more cunning they are.

Hill's hand moved, and when he came across the book he was still copying, he immediately woke up: No matter how much he is! He can be open to the elves in the face of Corellon, but he doesn't have to worry about them. Corellon doesn't care much about the future of Toril's elves. Why does he care so much!

Hurry up and copy the book!

It is estimated that we will return to Aglaia early tomorrow morning.

Before that, Hill looked sideways at the remaining books in the second row, he had to transcribe them all!

Suddenly went back to the days of being controlled by others... Hill was really happy and a little bit painful.

Pulvi sailed into Aglaia's territorial waters in the early hours of the morning and rose into the air.

Hill himself knocked on Frank's door and took him to the patio.

"Grandfather, this is my domain, named after Aglaia." Hill smiled at Fran, "It's a pretty town, isn't it?"

Fran nodded silently and smiled.

He looked around at this beautiful city. It was really a very standard Hill style. The whole city was full of natural atmosphere. There were many pedestrians so early, but it still gave people a sense of tranquility.

The architectural style is also very unified. Even if it is divided into two obvious parts, it will not make people feel abrupt.

The whale carrying them leisurely flew to the exquisite castle in mid-air, and a dozen or so fluttering little flower fairies, accompanied by a group of white swans, greeted them.

"Hill~" Vera raised her voice and shouted, "Why did you come back so early? Lynn said you were going to go out for at least a year! Did you encounter something good again?"

Then she saw Faran wearing a gray robe: "You have guests... do you actually have such an old friend?"

"This is my grandfather, Vera." Failing to stop Xiao Huaxian's bluntness in time, Hill could only say in a helpless tone, "You have to be more respectful and say it in advance, if you are arrested for mischief My grandfather punished me, don't come to me to intercede, let alone sue me.

I only help my grandfather. "

Vera immediately looked serious: "I'll be good."

Then she stole a few glances at Flange and then at Hill's serious expression, and added: "I will be honest, and I will also control the other little flowers, I swear by our friendship. "

That's it, for Vera, her friendship with Hill is a very precious treasure that must not be lost.

Although the goblin is full of problems, if she really gives her trust and affection, she will be more wholehearted.

But if they are betrayed by someone so trusted, they can also degenerate directly into grief goblins: into a mode of undying revenge.

Hill nodded with satisfaction. Oberon's fairies and swan fairies are the type who don't like mischief. Because of Vera, Aglaia has no dwarfs who like to lie and harm others. Pixies who like to get lost, they are basically harmless.

As long as Xiaohuaxian is honest, Vera should judge how serious Hill's words are.

Fran silently observes this little friend of Hill. This is the first time he sees the legendary goblins. He has heard the stories of these little guys in the world he arrived in before Abel. Never seen it.

As long as the power of nature in a certain world declines, the goblins will naturally disappear in that world, and no one knows whether they have moved away or fallen.

But he remembered that even if someone could befriend the goblins, they were usually innocent kids... How did Hill get the approval of these little guys?

Although his grandson is kind and innocent, he is definitely not at the level of innocence... No mages consider innocence and childlike innocence a compliment.

However, Hill was able to restrain these goblins, and Fran didn't find it strange. He knew Hill's talent very well.

"Grandfather, this is Vera, my good friend, the leader of Fairy Flowers." Hill also introduced Vera, who looked proud, to his grandfather.

After they greeted each other, Hill handed over the portion of the books he had copied to Flan, before floating the huge bookcase ready to return to the castle.

Liszt has already started commanding the puppets to rebuild the half of the tower where Terry and the others were living on the opposite side, especially the alchemy laboratory, which must be set up at the highest level.

Although the alchemist has his own magic tower, Liszt doesn't think Hill will let his grandfather go out and live alone.

Seeing that Frank stopped, Hill turned around quickly and said, "Grandfather, there is a set of books in the castle, and there are some popular newspapers and magazines from Toril, which I did not take to the magic tower." /

You can read it slowly... There is also a booklet called Candle Castle Catalogue, you can see what you want after reading my collection here, all the books there are available for purchase . "

Fran smiles contentedly.

Then they heard Lynn's voice running upstairs: "Hill, what happened? Why did you come back early? Didn't you get something you shouldn't have?"

Fran gave his grandson a strange look~IndoMTL.com~ If only one friend said that, he probably wouldn't have felt it...but the apparently more sedate half-elf said the same...sounds Hill's Luck doesn't seem like everything is good?

Feeling his grandfather's eyes, Hill smiled helplessly: "The relationship between the gods of Toriel is too complicated, there are many artifacts and minor artifacts left out, and if you get them, you may be involved with those gods. The relationship can only be pushed outward as much as possible.”

He then introduced Lynn, who had already rushed over, to Frank.

As they communicated, Hill looked at the huge golden oak tree in the front yard of the castle: Oberon had sealed himself in that oak tree.

Even in Purvi, the lord of the beasts felt the rejection of the world's will against him. In order not to return to the House of Shade, he simply chose to sleep and merged directly with an oak tree.

It's a pity I can't introduce my grandfather to this beautiful little goblin.

Then Hill walked over quickly, and he had to stop Lynn, who had begun to break the news.