Surviving the Fourth Calamity

Chapter 1865 Hill who didn't dare to think wildly
Hill shook his head quickly, shaking off that incredible association.

However, he is very clear that sometimes he has a flash of inspiration, but the possibility is actually very high.

It's just that Hill has always been a steady person, and never arranges his life according to "possibility".

He is very clear that his "maybe" can indeed lead him to find the most correct answer, but Hill has always just looked at that road, looking for more complete evidence and clues, and will never bypass the process and go straight end.

Hill knew that his personality was not very stable, and he was a bit pampered and lazy. Once he took a shortcut, it was difficult to get back on the right track.

Even if his shortcut, 90.00% [-]% has no sequelae, the real shortcut, the only remaining point, is enough to usher in a catastrophe.

He knows his own nature, so he will always keep the saying "luck is a double-edged sword" in his heart, and always take it as his life criterion.

Although this will make many people think that he is a bit stupid, just like when he was in Toril, he did lose a lot of benefits because of being too cautious, but, at least, he did not become the second Tyr.

This is enough.

Only acquired knowledge is the most important wealth, other things, whether artifacts or power, Hill can create with his own hands.

Therefore, every time he senses a possible clue, he will never go directly to the important area indicated by that clue, but walk along the road before the area.

Moreover, in life, not finding the wrong road, nor taking the wrong road, is already the greatest luck a person can bear. Why go straight to the end without even admiring the scenery on the road?

Who is this kind of life for?

Of course Hill knew that this might be because he was thinking a little too much. After all, his luck was indeed innate... It was a natural gift from his parents and elders when he was born.

Just like those moments in Toril, even if he is not so careful, according to his luck, and Toril is a world with a very powerful natural pantheon, he will basically not be counted by AO.

The truly lucky son will naturally be able to get rid of all plots and calculations.

However, he would rather live a more cautious life, and he doesn't want to be a person who can only rely on luck to survive.

If, in the previous worlds, Hill felt that such a way of life was more suitable for him, then in this world where the devil has poisoned him, Hill is even more sure of the correctness of his approach.

Most of the silver moon goddesses in the world...the natural ones, not the canonized type of the Greek gods...are all chaos-type, but the reason why they can live without scruples is because they have the favor of the whole world You can rely on your intuition to choose the path that suits you best.

Even if there are setbacks in the middle, the result is bound to be good.

But this kind of intuition that relies on luck and luck cannot affect the existence of the level of the Lord of Hell.

Of course, if the level of the world reaches Toril's level, it is natural to talk about it.

However, in the world of Toril, there is only such a shocking existence in the entire multiverse.

The real newborn world is the best kind of Trashiel, and the world in front of you is the most common type of newborn universe.

However, this obviously does not conform to the law, and the premature appearance of human beings must be because someone chose the shortcut of taking a slanted sword.

Of course, if all goes well, when this world is in line with other universes, at worst it will become an intermediate world... No matter how lucky you are, you may be able to touch the strong side.

It is indeed a good thing that the main gods can become medium-level divine powers without the background of Trasil.

It's just that a beautiful dream is bound to be accompanied by a commensurate test.

Obviously, they didn't make it through.

Then, regardless of whether it was the moon god who took the risk, they must have great trust in those humans who believed in themselves, so they would let them develop the power of mages.

Otherwise, truly powerful gods would not have a good impression of mages.

And the main god who has sufficient control, such as the existence of the noble god of Trasil, will try his best to limit the development of mages.

Although Hill didn't want to admit it, he did a good job in terms of internal struggles.

An insidious guy like De La Cruz failed to allow mages to occupy real power in the major kingdoms he controlled... especially in the case of the disaster of monsters.

Hill actually prefers that the reason why this world has come to this point is because of the Silver Moon Goddess... He has never seen an existence whose ears are softer than the Silver Moon Goddess.

As long as they are given trust, even if they do something unrealistic later, they will first blindfold themselves.

Trashiel is the most sober and most in control.

Thinking about Selûne, who was robbed of even the moon by her subordinates, you can know how incredible things they can do.

Moreover, if the premise is this, then some places in this world that make Hill feel strange are a little bit possible.

Generally speaking, gods like Silver Moon would not only spread their love to a few people.

As long as she is a devout enough believer, she will get her protection.

This is probably the reason why in this world, nobles have existed for so many years, but the concept of country has not appeared at all.

Otherwise, as long as the past history existed, the idea of ​​dictatorship would naturally reappear...Human beings only have power, and they like to find laws from history, even the laws of failure.

Yet who can hold whom under the care of such an amorous goddess?
Including the Master as well.

No matter how powerful a mage is, he can only repel the surprise attack of the gods, and it is difficult to rush into someone's kingdom of God and kill all directions.

However, a mage can suppress an existence of a certain level with the help of a god.

However, the frightening thing is that the god who is still protecting him today may suddenly cover the other party under his wings because of something the other party has done.

It is obvious that he can immediately turn the other party's resources and everything of the other party into his own...but in the blink of an eye, the other party has become a colleague!
Thinking of Hill here, he can suddenly understand why someone would make such an evil sacrifice to summon the Lord of Hell even though he is living a good life.

Human ambition cannot be curbed.

Every time he gives up halfway, it will only make his blazing ambition more intense, full of desire.

Nobles, even mage nobles, once they appear in the world, they must be restrained by certain order and rules... They don't restrict their desire to develop, but they often let them give up halfway...

Hill shook his head violently, and smacked his forehead lightly: I can't think about it anymore.

The most important thing for him now is to find clues, not to guess which unlucky god did such an idiotic thing.

What if, in their world, there is a steady moon god and an escaped sun god?

Ransander is still the Lord of Dawn!
Ah, no, it should be said that there are gods related to light, and there are guys like Lansander!
Hill didn't dare to make judgments.

Anyway, with the current state of chaos, Hill felt that he would see the truth sooner or later, so there was no need to be so anxious.

Besides, it's not him who is in a hurry.

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Aislin sat quietly on the sofa, meditating.

Recently, she has become more and more curious about her identity.

In short, she absolutely does not believe now that she is just a mask with claws.

But she is also very clear that in the eyes of 'Aislin', she is.

Or, in the eyes of Gracia, who created her existence, she is.

Although the dominance of the soul is in the hands of another soul, she can only see a little memory related to the other soul...but she still knows the name.

However, the name is not important, the identity is.

Aislin has so many secrets that she wants to know, but she doesn't know how to proceed.

After so many years of reckless behavior, she no longer knows how to carefully dig into these hidden corners without attracting others' attention.

She even learned how to control her emotions slowly during this period...not very solidly.

However, in the past, if she knew that what Gilbert said to her was actually informing Root in a roundabout way, Aislin would be extremely angry.

Now she can already accept this reality.

Like now, she's sitting alone in the lobby and drawing attention, asking Root to go to a certain room to do something intimate, which she would never have been able to do before.

She should be the one staying in that room~
Why, the more you mess around, the worse you get, and you get directly to the guards?
Poured herself a glass of the moonlight rose wine she got from Gilbert, and Aislin raised the wine to the silver moon outside: "Cheers~Sia~
Let Rossello come over tomorrow~ I have something to ask him. "

Aislin was actually just venting her impotent rage.

However, in the early morning of the next day, when Rossello really appeared outside the main tower of Root, she couldn't help but doubt her life.

However, she could only bring her own doubts and fell into a deep sleep.

(End of this chapter)