Surviving the Fourth Calamity

Chapter 566 Long-lost Woking, happy revenge
Hill's addition of 100 at the beginning did not receive much attention, and everyone added it like this.

But in the later stage, whether it was upstairs or downstairs, I began to feel that this person was adding casually.

After all, there are very few people who dare to follow 14, 100 plus when the two 100th-level archmages who have a bad relationship and are relatively competitive have already fought and scolded directly upstairs.

The point is, people who are really not afraid of them will not choose this house, nor will they make things difficult for them.

The aristocratic area on the north bank and the mage area next to the Alastriol Palace are the places that those higher-level beings will choose.

Only these 14th-level mages who have just obtained the qualifications of professors in the university will be interested in the house on the South Bank.

Especially for those, maybe level 14 or level 5 is the end of a mage's life, and they are likely to be professors in universities for the rest of their lives.

However, under the disturbance of Hill, the two mages who had already fought the house price to almost 1 gold, finally gradually calmed down.

They also understand that the price of this house has already reached the peak, and even after they buy a house closer to the Raven River, they will not be able to spend so much money to build a magic garden by themselves.

The only advantage of this house is that there is a ready-made magical botanical garden, no need to toss.But the plants inside are already half dead, and they can't guarantee how much they can recover.

So if it's too much over 1, it's really inappropriate. No matter how expensive the spell materials are, it's nothing to them who can buy materials directly from the university.

The two old rivals fell silent tacitly, but they didn't give up completely. Who knows if the 100, 100 guy over there only had a budget of 1 gold.

It's really annoying, if you want it, just quote a high price!Then it's easier for them to retreat.

Moreover, I don't know if there is another competitor who wants to become a professor at the Magic University.

Neither of them will let the other, it has nothing to do with any face.

Houses and all that stuff, they just can't lose to each other.

If you lose too many times, you may naturally want to take a step back when facing your opponent.

But those who are at a disadvantage may be short when competing for the research budget issued by the university, which is not a small amount, and this is something that none of them can tolerate.

The two perennial rivals began to increase their prices alternately.

Although it's not bad to have someone interrupting, you still have to find out who it is.

What if they are the same type of mages?
You know, when spring comes, the university will start to open the window for external recruitment again.

It would not be a good thing for either of them if their future colleagues overwhelmed them in the auction house before they entered school.

In the competition between mages, if you can't kill, it depends on your momentum!
The silence of the two mages caused many people to look in Hill's direction.

Hill curled his lips. The rate of increase of the two guys slowed down. They must have gone to find out where he came from.

But when he came in, everyone could see the shield mark on his neck, and the invitation he took was sent to the professor of the bard academy, so there was basically no conflict with them, and they probably would give up after they figured it out.

Soon the quotation exceeded 1 gold, and the increasing rate of the two mages was getting slower and slower, making it easy to see that they were about to give up.

In the end, Hill accepted the property with a price of 1 gold coins.

Hill pressed the button to summon the attendant, and opened the magic circle in the room by the way.

Soon there were three soft knocks on the door.

"Come in." Hill said directly.

A middle-aged man in housekeeper's attire walked in.

He bowed lightly and said, "Dear guest, is there anything I can do for you? Kaios Biluo is at your service wholeheartedly."

Hill nodded at the table: "Can I pay for the things I bought now? Do I have to use gold coins, or can I use pure gold to calculate directly?"

Bi Lao immediately raised his head: "Is the customer willing to pay in pure gold? Of course it is the best, but we can only follow the market price, which may not be so cost-effective for the customer himself."

Hill didn't pay much attention and motioned him to pay.

Bilau quickly calculated the weight of the red gold that Hill needed to pay based on the market price, and reported it.

Hill simply took out a dozen gold bricks to settle the bill.

After two days of shopping, Hill has gradually figured out the prices in Silvermoon City.

He made the red gold in his hand into gold bars worth 100 gold coins and gold bricks worth 1000 gold coins.

If you can use pure gold to trade directly, it will be much easier than counting gold coins. Even if it is platinum coins, the price is 5 gold coins, which is calculated according to the monthly coins of Silvermoon City.

If it is a more common golden dragon in Faerun, it will be 10 golden dragons.

Hill had no interest in buying anything of value and counted gold coins.

Many mages don't do this, one is because they all have space equipment, and the other is actually a bit of a loss.

If it is sold as a spell material, Hill's gold bars can be sold for at least 105 gold.

Hill quickly got his own land certificate bearing a crescent with a star hanging from the crescent.

Falun is very simple. The real estate outside the city is only the land, no matter what kind of house you build.

The requirements in the city must be consistent with the style of the city, and there is no height requirement at all.

It was only because the Silvermoon people respected Alastriol that there were no buildings that surpassed the defense towers next to the palace.

Hill simply took back these waterproof, fireproof, dustproof and even vandal-proof documents to his pendant, and asked Liszt to keep them.

For the rest of the matter, he was probably just watching the excitement.

Hill leaned on the sofa, listening to the increasingly heated auction outside.

That chamber of commerce even has a warehouse at the port and a dock!
Probably because he was too big, he felt that he was confident enough to make even the giant dragon give in, so he dared to stretch his claws into the territory of the two ancient dragons in the Northland.

These two are notoriously fond of wandering around disguised as adventurers, and it's hard to hide anything from their eyes.

The little commotion that Hill caused quickly turned into a shock in those crazy quotes.

The starting price of warehouse plus port was 5, and it quickly rose to 10.

Even Hill looked curiously at those few private boxes where the rich and powerful were crazily shouting prices.

The local rulers in Silvermoon City all have their own wharfs, so they would not be so crazy at all, so they must be outsiders.

He couldn't help listening to the movement outside. With such an aggressive bidding, someone must know the details of these people.

The final three contenders turned out to be two big merchants from Waterdeep City and Neverwinter City, and they were also backed by local nobles.

The other one is Hill's old acquaintance, Woking's chamber of commerce.

He frowned and glanced sideways in that direction.

He directly put his hand on the bidding button. If Wojin's people were left at the end, Hill would not mind continuing to add one to him.

Another part of his attention went to the next door to listen to what the well-informed man was saying.

He had already realized that he was holding the invitation card from the bard professor, and of course all the bards were sitting around him.

No matter who they believe in or what path they follow, bards are the strongest support for these gossip in Faerun to spread throughout the world.

Wojin, indeed, was seriously injured, and was even provoked by Tyre's paladins breaking into most of the chambers of commerce: the aura that can judge the camp.

The fate can be imagined, their main god himself is about to fall into evil.

The only way to survive is to break the blockade of the Knights of the Hand of Tyr and escape. If any businessman has this ability, why bother to be careful every day.

The only thing they can count on is Wojin's blessing. Unfortunately, that person didn't say a word, or he said a word, but was beaten back by Tyre directly.

Anyway, the Chamber of Commerce is almost finished, and Wojin's divine power has also lost a lot.

Therefore, Wojin's men could only move to the northern continent where Tire's influence was not very strong.

Especially in Silvermoon City, the only one that knights and warriors believe in is Tom, the guardian god.

This is the reason why Wojin's believers put on the demeanor of the patrons of the gods, but they still can't block the two big businessmen, who don't have a backstage!

Vol'jin, who is so weak that he can't keep his divine power, is now unconvinced by anyone.

Hill listened intently to the gossip about Woking in several nearby boxes, and these guys really had more poisonous mouths.

The rumors about the person who once received guests in the bottomless abyss were indeed spoken by them.

But their sources of information seem to be the witch who has an ambiguous relationship with Grazter, the six-fingered demon king of the abyss, and the blue dragon who likes music very much.

Most of the news about the evil camp came from them. After all, those two were willing to receive singing and dancing bards from neutral or even good camps.

Hill pulled himself together with a jerk and stopped listening to the jokes next door that were already starting to go dirty.

The people of Neverwinter had retreated sadly.

The people in Waterdeep City seemed to be a little hesitant, Hill couldn't help but tsk, and took a heavy shot of +1000.

His timing was always behind the 'Wolking' Chamber of Commerce, and he was quickly spotted.

"I don't know which believer is targeting the friends of merchants so much?" The favored person of the goddess of wealth couldn't help but said, "My lord just wants to find a place to stay in Silvermoon City, and has no intention of preaching here!"

Hill sneered: "It has nothing to do with Silvermoon City, I just hate Woking."

"Irreverent people! My lord will never forgive you lightly."

"Bitch is hypocritical." Hill suddenly thought of a very suitable sentence.

This is still a believer of the businessman at heart, and he doesn't even have the idea of ​​fighting for his main god. He just said that Wojin would not let Hill go, and he didn't want to fight Hill.

The followers of Wojin began to desperately increase the price. The people in Waterdeep City had been keeping up with the price in silence, but now they seem to be unable to keep up.

Hill called the butler Bilao in again: "If the city of Deep Water can't get it in the end, tell them that I can rent it out, and the market price will be fine."

Bi Lao was stunned for a few seconds before bending down deeply: "Yes, guest."

(End of this chapter)