Surviving the Fourth Calamity

Chapter 562 Erathrow and the Mark of Silvermoon City

Lynn just froze for a second, then quickly closed the door and jumped into the car.

He hung his long cloak on the walnut tree branch hanger at the entrance, walked slowly into the 50-square-meter living room, which was furnished in an elf style, and sat down on the white couch.

He glanced at the large living room and small dining room separated by silver-green and silver-black arc-shaped hollow bookcases.

The dining room only has a small square table and neat sofa chairs, and there are transparent white crystal windows under the light green curtains.

The living room is relatively large, except for the two windows and the two small doors at the back, it is full of cabinets.

"What do you want to drink?" Hill, who was sitting opposite him, was fiddling with a crystal ball that was shining faintly in his hand, and raised his head to greet him, "The two cabinets behind you are food cabinets, which can keep fresh and keep warm. What do you want? You can choose what you eat.

Then let's see if the path I set is okay. Although I also set it according to the latest map, I don't know if there is any change this year. "

Lynn sighed, and simply got up and sat next to Hill, it's better to find a way to leave first!

He was really worried that someone who couldn't refuse suddenly came to talk to him, so should he go out by himself or go out by himself?
Lynn looked at the three-dimensional map that appeared in the crystal ball, and once again lamented the power of the mage. No wonder Hill can directly appear in the town of Cuerva. It turns out that there is such a fine alchemy map.

Lynn carefully checked the route designed by Hill, and pointed him to a few detours: "These roads are not suitable, and the temperature in the nearby forest will be higher. There are some thieves composed of hobgoblins and lizardmen." Tuan Dong likes to settle here."

Hill asked hesitantly: "There should be nothing to bypass, right? Could there still be tens of thousands of professionals?"

Lin En glanced at the brash mage, he was indeed a person with a group of attacking spells, and his tone was loud!
He couldn't help feeling sour in his heart. The existence of a mage really means that as long as he has money, he is a master!

Forget about Hughes, if you want him to use some spells, you have to reimburse the cost of materials.

"Their numbers are actually not many, and many high-level professionals can wipe out more than half of them.

But it is very difficult to completely exterminate them. Anyway, they usually find trouble with the caravan now, and they dare not kill people lightly.

As long as no one dies, there will be no encirclement and suppression by high-level professionals. There are actually a lot of thieves in the Northland.

Besides, caravans usually hire adventurers. If someone really doesn't want to pay the money, it's more likely that they are going to deliver the goods.

And in the spring, adventurers must be given a way to make money to support their families, especially those who are not high-level, relying on this bandit suppression bounty to survive the spring. "

Hill nodded. Although it was a bit incomprehensible, this was also the path that people in Faerun had explored for a long time.

When he didn't understand the situation, he would not change this strange custom casually.

According to Lynn's statement, the route was changed, and Hill's carriage set off briskly.

"There are still rooms in the two doors behind?" Lynn still couldn't help asking.

"Two small bedrooms with bathrooms, each only 15 square meters." Hill looked up at Lynn, "If you are sleepy, you can go to sleep, the one on the right is yours."

Lynn twitched the corner of his mouth stiffly: "Is this your ordinary carriage?"

Hill said indifferently: "This kind of space-enlarging spell can be used by a level 12 mage."

"Let's not talk about how many mages can learn this spell." Lin En said helplessly, "It's the material cost, Hill, how many people will use it on the carriage that is not used very much?"

A mage, most of the time stays in his own home, and usually flies away by himself when he rarely goes out. Who would specially build such an expensive carriage?
Hill laughed: "I have a channel to get this kind of material cheaply, and I want to go out, so I use it myself."

"Anyway, you can keep it yourself." Lynn thought for a while before he felt relieved, "Actually, you are a high-level mage, so these things are nothing, and it's not me, so I dare not touch good things.

It is possible that some businessmen will be taken as a winner, just pay a little attention, and go to the academy to check the market prices of various things.

Some chambers of commerce in Silvermoon City are subordinates of those ancient dragons, and they like to buy low and sell high.If someone is cheated and unwilling, they will call the giant dragon to discuss with people what it means to leave the goods, and they will not be responsible. "

Hill couldn't help laughing, he always felt that Lynn seemed to have stepped on a lot of pitfalls, and every time he said these things to him, the sad tone made Hill understand that this "someone" was referring to Who.

The speed of the carriage was very fast, and after Lynn took the trouble to explain to Hill the current main forces in Silvermoon City, they arrived near Silvermoon City.

This place should also be within the scope of the Mystery of Silvermoon City. Although there is snow in the surrounding farm castles, there is only a thin layer.

Even in some places, if you clean up diligently, you won't see any snow at all.

Hill slowed down the speed of the carriage, there were already pedestrians on the road.

Lynn came over and looked at the map again: "According to this speed, we will be able to reach the city gate in 10 minutes.

This is South City, where the university, the park, and the library are all located. Stop at the gate, we have to apply for a token, otherwise, you will not be able to use spells other than 0-ring in Silvermoon City. "

Hill withdrew his hand slightly, almost using it.

Most of the mythos in the world of Toril are created by the god of Mythrien before the fall of Mythrien. For Hill who holds the Ring of Mythrien, there is no restriction.

The city gate arrived soon, and Hill got out of the car behind Lynn.

He looked up at the white stone city wall in front of him. Although it looked tall and heavy, the city wall didn't seem very strong.

Hill couldn't help touching it, and then quietly found a breeze to blow away the fine powder on his hands. Fortunately, the carriage was relatively large and could help block his sight.

After walking a few steps, Hill put away the carriage.

He followed Lynn nonchalantly to the city gate.

The moment he entered the city gate, a faint light slid over Hill, and he heard an elegant and gentle female voice: "Welcome to Silvermoon City, Mighty Mage. Please don't use Silvermoon City's mazes casually." Lock. If there are no accidents, please pay attention to the type of spell you use and your strength."

Hill walked in without changing his expression.

Standing in front of a small two-story building on the right, Lin En, who was about to call him over, couldn't help raising one eyebrow in surprise.

Around Hill's neck appeared a necklace with a silver shield the size of a nail hanging from it.

Lin En walked back directly: "Your elder, it seems that your status is not low! This is the highest mark that outsiders can get!"

He didn't ask any more questions. The elves would never ask the children who came out to travel, what family origin they were from.

Otherwise, for some children, there is no need to go out and travel at all.

As for Erastriol's diamond imprint, that's too normal. That person who has always been good at dancing will never let a high-ranking half-elf high-level mage be interrogated by ordinary people repeatedly.

Lynn originally wanted to use his status as the sheriff of the small town to vouch for Hill, but if he met someone who was serious and the censorship was too strict, he was also worried that Hill would get angry.

Don't think that Hill, a nature mage who is obviously a good camp, will be easily let go. On the contrary, because he is more disciplined, there will be some idiots who intend to use him to show their "mighty and unyielding" spirit.

Hill pinched the small shiny shield around his neck, and took a look at it calmly.

If the lady hadn't said hello, the necklace wouldn't have been so easy to hang on him.

Hill finally determined that even in Faerun, where magic power is very powerful, he is not weak.

Alaszhuo's power level did not make him feel a little threatened.

Ciel also didn't think Alustriel could sense his coming. As long as she had the Ring of Mythrien, Mythria would not warn her at all.

It seems that the goddess of magic really dote on her voters.

Lynn beckoned Hill to keep up: "My house in Silvermoon City has been rented out, so I can't entertain you. We can only stay in a hotel together."

"Where is the auction held?" Hill asked curiously.

"On the North Shore." Lynn took his necklace out of his clothes as he walked. His pendant was a silver unicorn.

"This necklace is best placed outside." Lynn explained, "It will save you a lot of trouble. No one will casually offend a professional who has the imprint of Silvermoon City, even if he is reckless."

Hill nodded to show that he understood. Everyone knows what to do when facing a legal shooting.

Hill was stunned for a moment, and only then did he understand why Alaszhuo gave him such a high-level mark.

This is not only to make Hill not appear too abrupt when he makes a move, but also to warn the people of Silvermoon City that this is a very strong mage, it is best not to mess with him.

Hill smiled indifferently, Lynn should not worry about his college life anymore.

Lynn is indeed not worried, but he is basically sure that Hill's level is definitely above level 17, and his background must be very strong.

Lynn thought about Hill's origin for a while, and then put aside the idea of ​​guessing.

Status doesn't matter that much for an elf that even Corellon can choreograph at will.

Hill followed Lynn, looking curiously at this beautiful stone city.

These stone buildings between the trees have natural curves, and they are all wrapped with royal blue or bright green transparent glass.

There are balconies and spiral staircases everywhere, and the window sills, railings and pillars are decorated with beautiful bonsai with flowers and plants.

By the time he reached the river, Hill had already heard the melodious music, the sounds of the harp and the fife interlaced and flowing, and the people on the street were all listening with a relaxed expression.

Silvermoon City is indeed a happy and fulfilling city.

(End of this chapter)