Surviving The Fourth Natural Disaster Chapter 73: Last day at Heva

Hill found a hidden spot outside the southernmost border city of Heva Saldo and fell.

Seeing the consumption of spar, he felt a little distressed. The element concentration on Heva's side is still very high, and the power required for the floating ship to fly is very large. At such a distance, the cost of spar is enough for Hill to fly around Salar.

It's no wonder that Fran was never willing to use his love boat before, even though it had been tragically abandoned and sold to William.

But in those years, Hill didn't touch it a few times.

Speaking of which, after Flange delivered the huge floating ship, the little sailboat William was used for daily travel.

Rich people are jealous.

The God of Time and Space must still be digging spar from the river of time and space for him.

However, Hill still has a better impression of the God of Time and Space.

The **** placed a sub-shrine in his main shrine.

Inside is a beautiful and gentle lady with a 10-year-old boy in her arms.

The God of Time and Space divided the priesthood of literature and education to Queen Spencer, and the priesthood of literature and entertainment to the real William.

In Salar's Time and Space Church, all the literacy classrooms are also engraved with reliefs of the goddess of literature and education.

Around the classroom and in the small square is the **** of art and entertainment.

Hill thinks that William's idea should be William's idea to teach the priesthood of literature and art to be shared by the two auxiliary gods.

The God of Time and Space is still very serious. . . . . . Bar?

Hill feels that the goddess of literature and love is about to go crazy. He will either work hard to compete for believers with the two gods who are in charge of the priesthood of literature and art after the God of Time and Space, or he will enter the God Kingdom of Time and Space to kill the boss of this god, or he can only give up the priesthood of literature and art in the end.

For so many years, He has only worked **** love, and all that art has been used to please men.

No wonder the God of Time and Space was so easy to grab.

This is not something that the gods can just say, it must be fed back and acknowledged by the consciousness of the world.

The priesthood of literature and art is not something that the goddess can occupy with a few pale verses, ambiguous and tempting dances, and dry and boring music.

It's just that in the past, He had a backstage, and no one was arguing with Him.

At least the God of Knowledge once wanted to compete, but unfortunately it was discovered and sued by the Noble Temple at the very beginning.

I was approached by the nobles and the **** of kingship to have a talk, but had no choice but to give up.

Unfortunately, the Salars now know who these two gods are.

They happily went to the Time and Space Church to invite these two idols home to bless their children with being smart, healthy, and motivated.

William has even built a school for junior wizards and a school for knights and swordsmen. Good grades can be admitted, he is too lazy to pay attention to the nobles' boring reasons for blocking, all in the name of the **** of time and space.

The nobles dare not speak to stop the light from the gods to the commoners, although they all know what is going on.

But civilians don't care about these things. They know who to be grateful for.

And for them, as long as there are enough channels for the bottom to rise. For ordinary people, as long as they work hard, they will get good results, which is the greatest happiness in the world.

They thanked Queen Spencer and Prince William for bringing in gods, so it was really devotional worship.

Hill felt that the goddess of art and love would lose the word art in a few years.

Well, it's also a good thing and worth celebrating.

Hill rides a carriage into Kaplan, the only southern border town in Heva Saldo.

He has a sincere attitude of picking up leaks, hoping that there will be more prodigals who sell their properties here.

After all, Cortez charges such a high price, and it is these prodigals who are pitted!

Fortunately, Heva Saldo is a nouveau riche country with few churches of knowledge.

The books collected by the Mages Association, apart from the spell books, definitely couldn't find any good ones, so let them pick them up first.

The nobility's heritage books are used to fill the library and resell.

If the Church of Knowledge got it, they would have kept a lot of books. After all, the more books there are in the church, the easier it is to gain the favor of the God of Knowledge.

It is said that the Temple of Knowledge in the capital of Heva Saldo is not as big as the Church of Knowledge in the city of Sarar, so it is normal that no one comes out to grab books from Hill.

Hil Meizi entered the city and headed straight to the Mage Association.

This border city has been tormented for a year.

Hill didn't even see the guards.

You may have been bullied badly, so they all ran to the above level, and they could make money without getting beaten up.

On Kaplan Road, there are no civilians at all, and the people walking all over the street are at least knight servants.

Hill walked all the way, all the way, bowing back and giving way.

It seems that there are indeed many mages in Heva Saldo, at least even the knight attendants can tell that this is a high-level mages.

In the mage desert like Salar, even many nobles don't even know what kind of profession a mage is.

The Mages Association will always be the most eye-catching building in a city, of course, for professionals.

The aura of spells always shines on buildings and can be seen from a distance.

Hill looked at the crowd gathered at the entrance of the Mage Association and hesitated a bit.

What happened?

Hill raised a barrier of thorns around the carriage and walked over under pressure.

The thorns wave their thorny vines away from those who dare to approach.

After the crowd was pushed aside, someone shouted, "Please bring the wizard into Cortez. Great pay!"

Are these people crazy?

Or did Cortez come up with something new?

Hill looked at the gate of the Kaplan Mage Association and rushed in with a carriage.

Several mages stood in the hall with bitter expressions on their faces.

It looks like people outside are mainly looking for them.

As Hill stepped out of the carriage, the wizards stood up and bowed slightly to greet him.

"Good day, everyone." Hill nodded lightly: "What's going on outside? Who is from the Mage Association? Sorry, my car can only come in and park."

A person stood up: "I am. I am honored to salute you." He said bitterly: "Some time ago, those mages who went to Cortez brought a lot of alchemy potions with them.

The nobles of Cortez all hope to get a few more alchemy mages from the nobles who passed by Heva Saldo.

If you can bring them mages, the nobles of Cortez will vouch for them and save a lot of money.

Those who are still here, where can they raise a formal mage.

So they were waiting at the entrance of the Mage Association for someone to collect the money and lead them. "

Hill thought indifferently: Cortez didn't do that kind of potion mage at all, did he? Is this the first time the nobles have seen such a down-to-earth mage?

"I don't want to go to Cortez now." A mage said bitterly: "They might think that all the mages of Heva Saldo are like that!"

Another said: "I went and came back. Knowing that I am from Heva Saldo, the Mages' Association ignored me.

They hated the mages of Heva Saldo, and their status as mages was simply dropped from the altar to hell. "

Hill can see that the few here are orthodox mages, and they can't bear the face to make that kind of potion.

He asked a few people to sit down, and he also recruited a sofa to sit down.

"You can go to Salar." He felt that he was a good person, and he had left Salar to help William recruit people, "Salar needs a wizard. His Majesty the King has opened a wizard college."

"Masters Academy?" Someone asked in surprise, "Is it an institution that trains Masters?"

"Yes, as long as it is a low-level wizard." Hill replied: "It's not a traditional small number of apprentices, and you have to teach 10 people at the same time. But you don't need to take more responsibility, just teach spells."

Although it is a bit offensive to say this kind of thing here, the Mage Association, but Hill thinks that they will not care, and it is better to send these people away at this time.

There are too many people around, so I can't kill them all.

Besides, at most, the branch leader of an archmage can't kill so many people. After all, they are all knights!

These people shouldn't be so stupid that even the branch president of the Mages Association wants to buy them?

A mage said bitterly, "I don't want to go to Cortez anyway. Why don't I go to Saral?" He raised his head and asked Hill earnestly, "There are so many undead sorcerers, the one from Saral. Does Your Majesty still need a low-level like us?"

"They're all high-level mages, and they don't have time to teach Salar's children.

And they don't like to do the same job for long periods of time, but Salar has always been short of low-level wizards who can handle the day-to-day affairs. "

"It was also lacking before?" A mage in the corner suddenly asked: "I wanted to come here before, but there are so many legendary mages in Salar, and it is said that there are also many mages and archmage. There is no way out for little mages. "

Hill was a little surprised: "How come? No nobles can hire mages. Ordinary mages go to several big magic towers. Arch mages can become court mages."

"The nobles of Heva Saldo are really capable of spreading rumors!" The mage sighed, "I don't know when this kind of talk started."

"His Majesty, who founded the kingdom of Salar, offended most of the nobles and cheated several court mages." The one from the Mage Association said, "He doesn't care if there are no mages to follow him.

After all, a court mage who went out with him back then became a legendary mage very early thanks to his large supply of resources.

When the Jinyao Stone Mine was discovered, he had another legendary knight by his side.

Therefore, the legends that followed could only honestly sign a contract with the Salar royal family.

The people who were offended by him back then didn't have the face to take advantage of them, and they hated him for not letting him go down the stairs, so they made a lot of rumors. "

Hill thought about Charles and understood.

Sheng Sheng fell from the first heir to the throne to now only go out to build a territory.

Strong is really strong, and emotional intelligence is also really low.

But he is really good to his subordinates. Fran once said that he has so many people with him, and currently there is not a single one missing, and even the children are well protected.

It's been more than a year, and he's still wandering! It seems that it is going to turn from the north to the west mountain range.

If you find a good place, you might as well build another Salar.

As for Edward, there is nothing to say. Those who follow him are now taking care of themselves.

Listening to what Frank said, there have always been mages flying in to see their situation.

Many little wizards made a lot of money by sending them letters and buying daily necessities.

Edward was still with several former students of Flange, but unfortunately none of them became archmage, and could only follow behind a few court mages who had followed Edward at the beginning.

Adrian sometimes inquires about them.

Those little wizards also doubled as news purveyors.

As for Earl Perast, Hill knew there must be news, but he didn't ask about it, and Adrian didn't take the initiative to talk about it.

He turned to the mage and said, "I'm here to buy books.

Spellbooks are best, but those without nobles are fine. "

The mage said happily: "Please come upstairs with me! I don't know who you are?"

"Ciel Bolaño." Hill said lightly: "The Sorcerer."

"Ah! Are you already a wizard? Congratulations." The mage smiled immediately, "I wonder what happened to Master Farrell and Mr. Adrian? I'm the branch president here, Frey Cummins. ."

Hill nodded: "Thank you. They are very good. My grandfather has been practicing behind closed doors for the past few years."

"I heard that Master Farran built a giant floating ship for His Majesty the King of Salar. He got a lot of space spar." He said quietly, "The Mage Association is very envious and has always hoped to buy some. "

"Salar, the president, went to his grandfather's mage tower a year ago to block the door." Hill cut off his thoughts directly, "My grandfather is very familiar with him, and I sold all the extras to him."

"Ah!" said regretfully, "I know he got some, but he sent it all back to the General Assembly. It's hard for us archmages to get it~IndoMTL.com~ Hill smiled and nodded: "That's also no way. My grandfather was a master alchemist and needed this spar. A junior like me just waits for the finished product. "

Having nothing to say, he took Hill to a reception room. The pile of books made Hill take a deep breath.

"Mr. Hill, here are the books left by the nobles. Please choose. I'll go get the spell book."

"Okay," Hill muttered.

While Hill was burying his head in the stack of books, Fran was thinking about this grandson who was traveling.

He held a piece of paper with a headache and sat in the study with his hand on his forehead.

Adrian ran in quickly: "Teacher, did something really happen to Perast?"

"Yes." Fran threw out the paper in his hand, "When I was camping, I encountered a monster. It is said to be a wizard-level man with a group of subordinates."

Adrian quickly picked up the paper and exhaled for a long time: "I'm not dead! If I'm not dead, I don't need to notify Hill."

Fran shook his head: "After all, he is his biological father. If he really dies, Hill can't help but appear."

"Following that **** Edward, definitely won't end well." Adrian threw away the paper and said angrily, "Why not follow Ramsden?"

"He followed Edward because of Helen, and Ramsden took over him because of his madness." Fran said coldly, "Just a great knight who hasn't used force for many years. If it weren't for that Manton He finally became a knight, thinking about the Klar bloodline in him, he was kicked out of Edward's camp long ago."

"I'm going to contact Liszt, and if Hill contacts him, let me know. There's no need to make urgent contact."

Fran nodded: "If you die, you have to go to the funeral in time, and you will be fine in the future."

"Yes."