Surviving the Fourth Calamity

Chapter 552 In a new place, there will always be a tempting hand
As soon as Hill's mailbox was set up, Lynn knew it.

He quickly understood that his little brother was sharing the pressure for him, and he felt a little sad when he changed his style.

Perhaps because of his aristocratic blood, Hill is much better than him when he just came out of the forest in terms of these human relationships.

Even stronger than most minor elves.

Lynn would never admit that it was because Hill was a mage with a relatively high IQ that he became so clever.

After all, every elf or half-elf was deceived when they first came to human society, and mages were not fooled.

It's just that the elves have a long lifespan and good strength. The underage elders who are often followed behind them can often be saved even if they are fooled.

It's just that those elders only show up at the last moment. Rather than reminding these elves who came out to practice that they may be in danger, they prefer to see a dull little face with despair.

And if it's just being cheated for money and sex, then you can only admit that you are unlucky.

The most tragic thing is not that no one cares about sleeping in the wilderness. Elves and half-elves are the same, so no one will be afraid of living in trees.

It is those unscrupulous elders who treat everything they encounter as a joke everywhere that really makes them, the elves who have come out to practice, unwilling to return to the forest where they were born!

So every elf who seems to let go of himself has countless unbearable past events behind him.

With this indescribable sadness, Lynn let out the words, put a mailbox in front of Hill's room, and sent letters directly if there was something to do.

He doesn't care about things over there.

So almost the next day, Hill was flooded with letters.

Hill watched Martha take the puppet to sort out the letters, and first threw out the letters that didn't even declare their identities, but said that they wanted to buy spell scrolls.

Then came several letters of thanks from members of the Cuelva Council.

Hill raised his brows strangely.

"Papa Hill, didn't you ask that Lynn to convey their thanks?" Aglaia, who was floating on Hill's shoulder and watched, asked curiously, "Are they trying to ask you to do something? I want to say it again myself. "

"No." Hill quickly understood, "Linen and I have a tacit understanding in doing things because we both know the elves' traditions.

Lynn would not misunderstand that I opened the mailbox in case he tried to control me, but the others seemed a little suspicious.

If they just sent greeting cards, it would be a little bit of a corner for Lynn, but it makes sense.

But the letter of thanks actually negates the words that Lynn asked to pass on earlier.

If there is indeed a problem between me and Lynn, then it is likely that someone else will find an alliance.

If I want to stay in Cuelva. "

"But didn't Papa Hill decide to go to Silvermoon City a long time ago?" Aglaia asked a little puzzled.

"So they're just testing it out. What if I'm lazy and don't want to go out to face greater difficulties?" Hill smiled helplessly, "Martha, remember when Lynn's people passed by here, let them see you off." a letter."

"What should I say? Sir." Martha asked suspiciously, "You can't just say that those people want to provoke you! I'm afraid that the guard may not dare to speak."

Hill pointed to the thank you notes: "Just give this to Lynn, he's not stupid."

"Okay, sir." Martha nodded and went out. With the maze forest formation, she can control most of the places.

"Papa Hill!" Aglaia poked her head and said, "Why don't you put up a warning sign outside the maze?"

Both Hill and Aglaia could feel that after the maze was established, some hidden visions became eager to try.

After all, not just any thief can enter the dimensional space, but the maze, when no one has tried the water, will only arouse their desire to peep and investigate.

"It's the first time I use it, and I also need some feedback!" Hill smiled. "If Aglaia is bored, you can also watch the fun outside. It won't be quiet for three or four days."

Aglaia's eyeballs rolled around, as if thinking of something interesting, they soared into the sky and went straight to the beach.

Hill glanced at it indifferently, no matter what Aglaia learned, he would never use it against him.

He glanced at the last few letters that the puppet found.

From the envelope pasted with gold and silver, it can be seen that this is a letter from a merchant.

When I opened it, it turned out that it was the manager of some big chambers of commerce in Silvermoon City.

That's the kind of guy who would give Lynn a little trouble.

They are big merchants who send a large amount of winter supplies to Cuerva before winter every year, and also buy herbs and meat here.

Although it can't threaten Lin En in terms of strength, the threat of cutting off the business route is enough to make Lin En restless.

Even if they can only threaten and basically can't make such a big decision, just making a little trouble in the middle of the transaction can make Lynn suffer a lot.

Unless Lynn doesn't care about his rangers and fighters, but it's clear he does.

Hill glanced indifferently. Even if he was only a level 14 mage, he was not something that these ordinary businessmen could meet just by visiting him.

It's just that if Lynn is caught in the middle, he won't be able to get away.

Now that Hill directly cut off the contact with Lynn, these merchants immediately changed their attitudes, never mentioning things like home visits, and even only hinted at the purchase of spell scrolls.

Hill sneered. They were trying to test Hill, a new mage, if they had any opinion on Lynn's refusal to introduce them to them in the past few days.

They were a little smarter. Knowing that Hill opened this mailbox, they might express dissatisfaction with them for forcing Lynn.

No wonder he can become a big businessman in a place with complicated relationships like the Silver Moon Alliance.

Martha told her that all similar letters were thrown away, and Hill glanced at the last letter left behind.

It was sent by the Hughes in the library. In addition to sending thank you notes with several other people, Hill felt that this letter was what Hughes really wanted Hill to see.

The long winter has begun, and Hughes' library obviously won't have any business in the short term, at most selling scrolls of 'Warm as Spring'.

So he focused his attention on Hill, and this letter asked Hill if he could help copy various books in the library.

He can deliver goods to your door, and he has his own scribe skills.

Hill looked delicately at the letter from the self-recommended mage: Faerun's mage doesn't seem to be very rich either.

It seems that the winter in the northern continent of Faerun is indeed terrible. Everyone is starting to cry, and mages are ready to make money with level 0 spells.

Of course Hill would agree with this suggestion, of course it is better to have someone send you a ready-made one than copying it yourself every day.

Hughes knew that Hill was going to Silvermoon City, so he wouldn't do anything about it.

Hill quickly wrote back, enclosing a gold bar.

He knew very well that what Hughes wanted was the pure gold in his hands, not the gold coins that Hill had exchanged from him.

The value of Faerun's gold is so high, it is estimated that most of it was burned by these mages as spell materials.

Hill's puppet appears for the first time in the small town of Cuelva.

Of course, Hill hasn't sent the top-notch one yet. Although it is also in human form, it can be recognized at a glance that it is a dummy.

This middle-level swordsman puppet, Hill felt, was similar to a level 9 ranger in this world, and he had almost no opponents in this small town.

The Fran family is very good at making swordsman puppets, probably because they are the most defensive against swordsmen. The swordsmen of Trasil are actually similar to the assassins on Faerun's side, and they are more or less demon-destroying. Skill.

Hill could feel a lot of people staring at his puppet as it walked towards the library.

But no one planned to do anything blatantly, so he couldn't help laughing.

Tonight, there will probably be many guests in the maze.

This should be regarded as the first public test of the Labyrinth Forest Formation.

Hill didn't intend to summon elements here, but those low-level puppets can be used.

At the beginning, I brought these puppets who were practicing hands with me, and I planned to let them go out to explore the way if they encountered any danger.

Unexpectedly, the cannon fodder has not been made yet, and it has other uses first, which is more suitable.

Hill looked at the sky outside the dimensional space, and the snow was getting heavier and heavier. It was the first time that Hill really understood what heavy snow was.

The ones I have seen before are pear blossoms, but now here are palm-sized snowflakes.

The heavy snow has been falling for so long, and snow has begun to appear on the ground.

Hill muttered "Northern wind blows the ground and white grass breaks, the moon is dark and the wind is high and the night kills people.", and slowly walked back to the villa.

Lynn appeared outside Hill's maze when night fell.

Hill had to ask Martha to pick him up.

Aglaia returned to the underwater hall unhappily and went to see the maze by herself. She also wanted to discuss some techniques of the maze with Papa Hill, how to make people more painful.

If Hill knew what she was thinking, he would probably only welcome Lynn more.

"It seems that you are very confident in your maze!" Lynn looked at Hill who was sitting in the hall toasting him, shook his head and smiled, "Then I will wait and see the excitement."

Hill turned his head and asked him, "Have you had dinner yet? Do you want to try my chef's specialty?"

Lynn nodded quickly: "Of course I want to eat it! I have long wanted to taste the big meal made by the chef that comes with the Mansion Technique."

Hill laughed: "If you like to eat, you can come as a guest anytime! However, today we may have to make a living, and we will go to the restaurant next time."

An abrupt dining table was placed in the living room, and the servants of the mansion had already begun to set out plates of exquisite and attractive dishes.

Lynn simply sat down, picked up the knife and fork, and replied indifferently: "There are good things to eat and good shows to watch. What else is there to pay attention to?"

Both he and Hill sitting next to him looked up at the light screen in front of the hall.

Someone has already entered.

(End of this chapter)