Surviving The Fourth Natural Disaster Chapter 707: Suddenly appearing mithril elf

Hilde's blocking was ineffective...Flange, who had always been only interested in books, directly pressed him into the study to continue copying books, and followed Lynn to the roof garden to drink tea and chat.

Even Vera followed in a hurry. She was going to explain to the big man who was obviously able to restrain Hill. What was Hill getting and throwing away? This thing... She can Very vocal.

Hill could only go back to the bedroom silently by himself, ready to take a bath to calm down.

He understands that to get a couple of strangers to quickly establish a relationship is to speak ill of a mutual friend...

Now he is the medium being used...even if he is upset, he can only bear the result.

Fortunately, for Fran, fresh knowledge is more important, and their friendly exchange lasted only one day and ended.

Liszt also took this opportunity to set up a satisfactory living environment for Flange. Flange, who had always wanted to live alone, relaxed in front of the huge alchemy laboratory with perfect tools.

He did, however, judge from Lister's work a little bit of Hill's trouble: Hill's puppets don't seem to be enough.

He has a lot of this stuff... The only advantage of staying in Abel is that there are a lot of elemental materials. Although Fran stayed in his mobile magic tower, he didn't dare to sleep too much. That's a possibility at any time. There will be people attacking the place, so he will basically only guarantee the most basic rest time, and then he will get up and make puppets all night long. .

His best sleep in years was the night Hill picked up the whale.

Fran walked slowly on his half of the castle, and looked at the opposite side. Only the downstairs hall and the roof garden can communicate with the two parts of the building, which is very suitable for two mages to live together.

Standing in the bedroom on the top floor, the breeze was blowing gently, bringing a strange cold fragrance. There are so many kinds of flowers and trees. For some reason, in Fran's mind, he only felt that he smelled the smell of moonlight.

Obviously... the moonlight should be colorless and odorless, but he could feel himself surrounded by milky white moonlight.

Fran feels sleepy and thinks he should get some more sleep.

And Hill, who woke up after a good night's sleep, saw hundreds of high-level puppets in his castle... Although the materials were not as good as the ones he made, their abilities were almost the same.

Hill pondered silently for a while, thinking that Fran wouldn't accuse him of being extravagant for such a thing.

Although he has also become a master alchemist, Hill is already partial to the subject, and he is not good at fire law.

Fran only cares about whether Hill can do it or not. As for how to do it, he doesn't care too much.

Not long after he returned to the study, Lynn came running again.

Although Hill acquiesced to what he said...but the anger was still uncontrollable...It's a pity to see the family secret sausage in Lynn's hand...

Hill understands Lynn's suggestion, and when he walks into Lynn's house and digs the embarrassment of his friend from Lynn's mother's mouth, he should think of what will happen today.

Hill silently wiped out the gray light that flickered in his hands: he really wanted to put a joy spell on Lynn, and let him repeat the big smile he made at Fran yesterday.

Sure enough, people without far-sightedness must have immediate worries.

But at that time, how could he have thought that Frank would appear in Toril? Even though it was so far away from Trahir, if he only walked in the stars, it would take Fran a few hundred years to reach this world.

Who would have thought you'd run into a cosmic jumping Protoss!

Hill sighed softly.

"Where did you put Terry's room?" Lynn sat on the sofa rudely and asked what he cared about most.

The top floor over there used to be Terry's big room, a huge room that allowed the dragon to stretch out with the prototype, completely different from the place where Faran lives now.

Lynn also felt that Hill would not rescind Terry's residency in the floating castle.

Hill pointed to the building between the two podium buildings: "After that, a rear building was added, and both your and Terry's rooms were moved. Don't worry, I will not arrange the rooms for you. Feel free to change.

But my grandfather didn't live too close to me, we both liked alchemy. "

Lynn nodded in satisfaction: "That's good, or Terry will cry." Now that it's closer to Hill's room, the little golden dragon will only be happier.

"You came to me, didn't you just ask this?" Hill asked strangely.

"After you entered that strange gray fog, I received inquiries from many countries. They wanted to know what was going on there. Is the Maztec Continent okay... But I listened to what Master Farang said. , where became a continent of Abel?"

"Yes." Hill nodded, "Maybe when the world reorganized, the worlds of the two dimensions merged at a certain time, and the Lalaconde continent of Maztec and Abel appeared. Exchange.

You can tell other countries and forces about this, but also remind you that although that continent sounds attractive, people without space capabilities or insufficient defenses will not be able to enter at all.

Not even an ancient dragon wearing dragon armor.

I can do it because I have special means, which...don't need to share it with anyone. "

Lynn nodded: "I see, I will exchange information with Harper, there is no need to send such important information for free. They are just an intelligence agency now, not our allies anymore... Recently they They have no intention of caring, and have been trying to find the trace of the goddess of magic.

According to past experience, there will be no news for almost a year after the fall of the gods... but even her voters have no feeling at all until now... not even the call in the dream.

Harper and Kelburn's intelligence agencies are in a hurry. "

Hill couldn't help but smile, Lynn must have been delighted to see it. But he won't take care of this kind of thing, Lynn can make his own decisions.

"Mulan's elf wants to..." Lynn was interrupted by Hill.

"I know about it," Hill said flatly. "They stopped Purvi as I passed, and I agreed, but on demand."

Lynn breathed a sigh of relief as he listened to Hill's restrictions on the elves.

He leaned on the sofa and said helplessly: "At most 10 years, the world will return to normal, and the debts owed now will not be repaid at that time."

Hill smiled nonchalantly: "If they go too far, remember to imply that those offended by them ask the undead to help get revenge.

Don't worry, they won't save face for the elves. "

Lin En couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth. Don't let him do this kind of thing. When it's really necessary, you can ask the goblins to take action, and they will dare to say anything.

"Is that mountain really a prison in the future?" Lynn was a little puzzled, "Is there no other use?"

"It's a very pure earth-based mountain range." Hill propped his chin with one hand and looked sideways at the mountain far away from the castle, "You can't even grow plants that require a high point, so let's spread moss for two years first. And weed seeds!

Anyway, there are no ore veins. At most, some fruit trees will be planted in the future, but it is not necessary now. We can't use up the resources of the green forest. "

Lynn can only accept this reality and ask Hill to remodel it.

After Hill removed the door, Lynn had already visited the cave. Although it was quite large, it was not suitable for shutting the elves.

Linn feels that there will be no shortage of elves who will enter there in the future. It will take at least a few years to suppress the elves before they will become more disciplined. Before they are beaten, the elves will keep making mistakes.

Effects with different mistakes are best not locked in one place, otherwise they will fight in prison because they laugh at each other's stupidity.

These are all trivial matters, and Hill can handle them in time. Not only does he have enough space spar fragments, he also has a lot of slates made of illusion magic circles.

Even let them live in a single room, knowing that they can't see the same kind next to them... suffocate these impulsive idiots!

Linn said some things about Luskan... Of course the undead have gone there now, and Aglaia has returned to its former serenity. Many caravans have taken this opportunity to come here. Side purchase.

The excessive curiosity of the undead makes many caravans who like smuggling miserable. Toril's caravans are full of part-time robbers and slave traders. Even if there is no such dark caravan, there may be some problems. Who hasn't done dirty things yet!

So after the undead took over Luskan at the entrance to the World Spine, there was almost no caravan there for a while.

Until the undead opened up the waterways of the Mirar and Raven rivers a few days ago.

As Hill predicted, the elves hiding in the forest had absolutely no intention of rejecting the idea of ​​these Trahir elves opening up a channel.

And almost couldn't wait to get into the operation of this business road, and collectively moved to the lake where it was transiting.

Looking at Hill's surprised eyes, Lynn smiled bitterly: "That's not the legendary wood elves... It's a part of the mithril and gold elves who returned to Faerun from the starry sky.

They've been living in isolation ~IndoMTL.com~ and don't deal with anyone...but this spell plague made them a little scared, so they're just going to do things with you.

For the mithril elves, only the descendants of Corellon deserve respect, and those golden elves escaped to the outer fortress of the star elves because of the original crown war, and it is impossible to compete with the mithril elves for dominance right. "

Hill sighed helplessly: "Whatever! It's only in name anyway... It's weird to listen to me."

These elves must have seen the power of the Trahill elves... and then there is the name of Hill that can be used.

Otherwise, what if Mulan's group of elves wanted to incorporate them?

Being able to hide so tightly, these elves must be the type who don't like fighting.

And the elves who will leave Faerûn during the War of the Crown, and the imperial troops on Mulan's side, will definitely not be allies before.

Anyway, it's just to find a backer, and Hill is used to it.