Surviving the Fourth Calamity

Chapter 470 The Green Leaf Elf Who Wants To Know Who Hill Is

The moment the temple square appeared, Hill heard a burst of familiar laughter.

That was Aglaia greeting herself.

He showed a slight smile, landed on the square, and walked into the Sea God Temple on the right.

On the aqua blue goddess is the beautiful dress that Hill made for Aglaia.

Although Aglaia's spirit has not officially settled in this statue, the flickering light proves that her arrival is not far away.

As the undead go farther and farther in this world, the names of the gods of Trasil will spread more and more widely.

As long as most of Gurns' humans have the impression of these names, Trasil's god will naturally successfully become Gurns' god.

Now, although this idol is also surrounded by divine power, it is still impossible to contact Aglaia.

Alice jumped out lightly, her slender body quietly turning around the soles of Aglaia's statue a few times: "I miss Aglaia a little bit. Although she and I grabbed Hill's attention very bothersome."

Hill looked at the pensive kitten and didn't say anything. He knew that thinking of Alice in Aglaia, he must also think of something else.

However, Alice's character is still deeply influenced by Hill in some aspects.

They have always been serious about their emotional investment, but once they take it back, no matter how painful it is, they will not look back.

Hill clapped his hands lightly, waking up the silent white cat.

She jumped up, jumped into Hill's arms, and gently licked Hill's cheek: "It feels so good to kiss Hill in front of Aglaia's statue~"

Hill shook his head and smiled, and put Alice back into the pendant.

He looked back at the statue, only wishing that the statue didn't have the function of retaining images.

Still, hope is a little slim.

Hill walked out the door slowly. As a smart person, he would never interfere in the quarrel between Alice and Aglaia.

Hill was surprised to see that two elves entered the Silver Moon Temple.

After concentrating on it, he understood that before the silver moon in the sky completely fell, these elves who had lived for a long time would worry that the moon god they had known for a long time was also normal.

They wanted to see if the Silver Moon Goddess in Trasil would attack the Silver Moon in this world for the sake of priesthood.

Hill lowered his head and thought for a while, the Silver Moon from their world might not necessarily come to this world.

Goddess Yinyue loves and protects her own world very much. Generally speaking, she will not spread her love for her own world to other worlds at all.

If it was the same universe, they might still fight for it, but they basically don't have much interest in going to other crystal walls.

Just like Shar, although she is not Silver Moon, she is actually born as the Moon Goddess.

All she pursues is Toril's authority, and the other universes don't care at all.

Hill saw two glorious knights standing quietly outside the Temple of the Sun, refusing to leave for a long time, but also unwilling to enter.

I can somewhat understand their complicated moods.

The sun god of Gerns really fell so thoroughly that even the god crystal was smashed to pieces, and the devil and the devil were separated together.

William waved in the air, asking Hill to follow him back to the palace.

Hill sighed. It seemed that William still felt unsafe, and planned to go back to the star gate to use up the original crystal first.

That's right, there are only two demon lords with similar abilities to him, not to mention the god of war that the demons value so much.

Although he is still fighting with demons, no one knows where his limit is.

The Devil Duke who dared to call himself the God of War did not let the two Dukes disguised as Black Moon and Red Moon fight together. At least the ability should be considered extremely powerful among the Dukes.

However, Hill's way back was blocked again, and the undead would never let go of the opportunity to return to blue for free.

Obviously Hill is going back to the star gate with William, this is really the last time to enjoy this period of time!
Amidst the sky-shattering sound of "Hill begging, please return to Lanlan", Hill helplessly drew water mist all over the sky and released the water of tranquility.

Feeling that his mana was recovering quickly, Hill threw a few more natural blessings before returning to the palace.

He didn't notice that the two elves looked at him in shock, until his back disappeared at the gate of the palace, and then they pulled the familiar undead to ask Hill's identity.

If Hill knew, he would...

He can't do anything, he can only hide and pretend that he doesn't know.

After Hill returned to the palace, he hurriedly bid farewell to William and went back to his room to continue polishing his gold ball, completely unaware of what happened.

Of course, he would not see the sympathetic eyes of William and Spencer behind him.

If the level of the original "Hill's Biography" has made Hill not want to meet people, after layers of arrangement by the undead, Hill's story has been upgraded to an unknown level.

In their mouths that naturally carry a sizing device, Hill is already a representative of beauty, strength and misery.

And the elves are inquiring about Hill with such undead people.

Even William didn't know what kind of poor little Hill would become in the story that the elf got at the end.

Spencer asked his king softly: "Sill, he is indeed the most powerful human being behind Trasil's backstage, right? If I remember correctly, no one in our world would dare to provoke him.

Even those legendary mages and warlocks regret it now.

Why can the undead create such an image for him?
Don't they also know who is standing behind Hill? "

"Because of Hill, he's so approachable." William shook his head helplessly, "Although he appears indifferent, he usually does what is easy to do.

What the undead really value is this little effort.

In their hearts, Hill is one of their own.

Then those backers have no pressure on them, and all they see is Hill.

But no matter how powerful Hill is now, in the hearts of the undead, he is just a poor little boy with an unfortunate childhood. "

"Although the earl is stupid, and Melanie is a bit too loose, but among the Salar nobles, their behavior is not too much?" Spencer said incomprehensibly, "There are more unfortunate people than Hill. Let's go! At least he has his grandfather, the Earl can at most be indifferent to him, and it won't endanger his life.

No one dared to count the noble children who died in this kind of family struggle every year. "

"Those people have nothing to do with the undead! They won't go somewhere to ask these nobles if they treat their children well." William sighed softly, "No one will complain about people they don't know."

He glanced at Spencer again: "Besides, there are worse people, it doesn't mean that the Earl is fine if he does that, doesn't he?"

Spencer nodded: "The earl's story is already a negative teaching material for all nobles to educate their offspring. As long as he treats Hill a little bit better, he will not fall into that fate.

However, none of the three sons did not hate him, which was enough.

Even the heirs hated him to the bone, which really made people speechless. "

"The earl is just a villain. Without me, Edward would be in charge. He made the right choice. It's just that he didn't expect that the youngest son is not his kind." William said as fair as possible.

"Impossible." Spencer shook his head, "As long as there is a problem with the death of the old king, Prince Charles must be in charge.

No nobleman would allow such an obvious usurpation.

That is the greatest threat to the aristocracy.

They can use intrigue, but they must not let the world know about the intrigue.

Nobles and kings should be aloof and cannot become a joke in the mouths of civilian slaves.

In a world with gods, once commoners and slaves no longer regard nobles and royals as extremely noble, sooner or later a god will be born to pull them down completely. "

William was silent for a while: "Only you can tell me this. It is true that the god of nobles and kingship insisted on fighting me to the death.

My appearance is the greatest harm to the aristocracy, right? "

Spencer smiled indifferently: "I swear to follow you on the first day, I understand.

Anyway, it was sooner or later, you just moved ahead of time for this to happen. "

William shook his head and smiled, leading Spencer to his room.

Sure enough, in a system that can exist for a long time in a world, even if most of the people in power are idiots, there are definitely some people who are smart enough to support the entire system.

William asked the undead to invite back a few guests, and they were about to set off.

Although I was a little sorry for Hill, William almost laughed out loud when he saw the elf priest holding the enhanced version of "Hill's Biography".

The alchemy carriage, which no longer moved slowly with the undead army, was driving at a fast speed.

William frowned, he could feel that the demon lord was actually following him all the time.

But his target doesn't seem to be William either.

"Spencer." William ordered softly, "Ask the elves to mark the location of the leafy forest on the map, and we will send them for a while before returning to the valley."

Spencer left without further questioning.

After William's carriage reached the border of the kingdom of magic, it made a big circle.

William discovered that the demon lord disappeared immediately after realizing that the direction of the carriage was the forest of green leaves.

He felt a little strange, for demons, elves were really not the kind of enemies that had to be killed.

After sending away the thankful elves and knights, William who turned and left seemed to understand a little bit.

What the devil wanted to kill were these few people who had been by William's side.

What they wanted was to create animosity between the natives of Gurns and the visitors of Trassil.

"So, who said that demons have no brains?" William complained to his cousin and Hill, "They just don't think it's necessary to use their brains, not that they don't.

If I hadn't been cautious, I would really be in trouble. "

Realizing that the route had deviated, Hill, who had been staying by William's side in fear of being attacked, let out a long breath: "It's good that nothing happened."

　It's really an unexpected reward~
The cat is in shock~
There is still a fixed chapter at noon, let me take a breath~
　
(End of this chapter)