Surviving the Fourth Calamity

Chapter 568 The Territory At Last

The subsequent auction went well.

The people of Waterdeep City quickly took the land into their hands.

The people in Neverwinter City seemed to know that they had the other half in their hands, and they tried to cause some confusion for them, but after the merchant in Waterdeep City delayed the quotation several times, they simply let go.

Except for this businessman from Waterdeep City, no one else has any interest in this land, not even the desire to make an offer.

Businessmen want to make money, and ordinary people can't do such a thing as holding goods for hundreds of years.

Many people suspected that the chamber of commerce in Waterdeep City might belong to some dragon. Only they would be interested in any territory, and they didn't care how long it would take to earn back their money.

Hill glanced at the opposite side again, the deep murderous intent and hostility made him feel a little uncomfortable with his sharp nerves.

The Woking follower, though he never made a sound again, had indeed been staring at Hill.

Hill sneered, Erastrik would not give the mark of passage to the people of Volking, if he dared to do something in Silvermoon City, Hill would definitely bury them all underground to make flower fertilizer.

Vol'jin cooperated with the evil dragon this time, and Toril's god was almost offended by her.

Indeed, she was not the main culprit, but when she was able to come out of the bottomless abyss, and even stabilized her kingdom of God after she came out, many gods helped her.

Although it was also because she didn't want her to continue to embarrass the gods, even the gods of several evil camps helped.

In the end, she watched the evil dragon use the gods as pawns and jokes just for such a little bit of divine power!
Even if Corellon hadn't intervened to get rid of a group of troublesome humans, those false gods representing the meaning of the gods would have become the food for the little dragon to grow up!

Vol'jin was sick and tired of it by now.

Otherwise, the goddess of joy, who has always been soft-hearted, would not directly release the rumor, expressing that the friendship between the two of them ends here.

Hill knew that Woking's favored man would rather endure the sneering eyes of so many people and insist on what he wanted to do in the end, isn't it just to see who Hill is and where he lives?
Those mages can find out where Hill's invitation came from, but he can't.

Hill didn't care about his residence being discovered at all, 'Golden Oak' and the others simply didn't have the ability to enter, at most guarding their newly bought house.

As for hiring shadow walkers, Hill was about to laugh.

The only assassins who can pose a threat to him are the God of Thieves Mask and the favored one of Cyric, Prince of Lies.

But those two might be blocking the door outside Wojin Shenguo now!
The biggest advantage of these two is that they are small-minded enough to take revenge from morning till night.

Which god-favored person would risk being headshot by the main god to help the people of Wojin!No amount of money matters.

Moreover, he has an artifact to prevent direct death. If someone dares to come to the door, Hill doesn't care about sending more flower mud to the flowers and trees in Silvermoon City.

There was a light knock on the door, and Bi Lao hurried to open the door.

The director of the auction city brought people from Waterdeep City.

As long as Hill pays the bill and signs the exchange contract, today's matter will be considered over.

Hill glanced at the blank contract paper, which was provided by the auction house. It was stamped with the seal of the sun god Ransander, and there were even the badges of the goddess of magic and Melika on it.

This is already the most binding contract paper that Faerun can produce.

The merchant of Waterdeep, wearing a gorgeous robe, respectfully asked Hill to write the contract himself.

For them, coming in and seeing a mage full of nature is like just kissing the skirt of Tymora, the goddess of fortune.

Hill simply took out his sun gold pen: this pen was specially refined from sunflowers for writing magic scrolls, and it was full of sun power.

Although this pen is very useful for writing divine spells, its ink can only be made from sunflower leaves, and it can never be used to write lies and evil words that curse others.

Hill doesn't usually use it because he is a bit reluctant to use ink. For Hill, plants like sunflowers are more troublesome to grow.

But now, he felt that he could use it casually.

The businessman from Waterdeep City quietly breathed a sigh of relief after seeing the pen and ink. Tymora is on top, what luck!
Hill settled the bill with the auction house first.

Seeing Hill pour out a mountain of gold bricks from the ring, the people standing beside couldn't help but gasped.

In fact, the people at the auction house thought that Hill would use other magic gems to settle the bill, so the steward brought a few appraisers along with him.

They couldn't help but look at Hill in awe. This kind of person who has a mine at home and can still keep it, has no idea what a terrifying force is standing behind him!

"Dear guest." The steward hesitated for a while, but couldn't bear to ask, "Do you have any fine gold in your hand? Silvermoon City has a little demand for fine gold recently.

Our ladies have even turned to allies for help. "

Hill glanced at him sideways: "I have no need for gold coins."

The steward immediately cheered up: "Can you please wait a moment? I will send someone to get the treasure book. Everything on it can be exchanged!

If there is still no need, we can look elsewhere! "

Hill knew that what he was talking about was the treasury on the third underground floor of Silvermoon City. It was the accumulation of several generations of lords of Silvermoon City, and there would indeed be good things.

He turned his head to look at the merchant in Waterdeep City who had been waiting respectfully. He simply wrote the contract clearly and then pressed his own mark: a vaguely big tree whose name could be known at a glance. The shape of a bear paw.

This is the exclusive symbol he intends to use in Faerun in the future.

The leading businessman hurried over. Not only did he press the seal of his chamber of commerce, but he also dipped in golden ink and pressed his fingerprints.

Hill glanced at it, but said nothing.

The golden ink made from sunflower petals is enough to keep him from being infected by evil aura for a year.

Just like the contract held in the arms of that businessman's treasure, the light power emanating from it was enough for him to pass through places like the Undead Swamp safely.

When Hill put away his pen and ink, people in the auction house and Waterdeep City couldn't help staring at Hill's movements.

For businessmen who travel far and wide, this thing is really attractive, and it looks like it can last longer than holy water.

But no one dared to ask.

This is the deterrent power of the sun god Ransander, no matter how friendly and enthusiastic he appears, his terrible church is enough to silence most people.

His subordinates didn't have any special priests, they were all paladins who were part-time priests. They were very brave in battle, and the chaos caused by each attack was actually not much less than that of the evil camp.

So it's useless to be friendly and enthusiastic about Ransander, many gods are wary of him.

Hill glanced sideways at the opposite side again.

The steward of the auction house immediately said, "Does the guest need to go first? We can deliver the treasure book to your residence."

Hill sneered: "No, finish the work here! If he wants to wait, let him wait."

Even if Vol'jin was possessed, Hill could kill him.

The people from Waterdeep City presented the land certificate and left respectfully.

When Hill held it in his hand to read, the two certificates directly became one.

Hill looked at it in surprise, and then found that on the certificate, almost all countries, cities, and even temples of faith in the Northern Continent had stamped it.

After the two cards were merged into one, everything from the Undead Swamp to the easternmost piece of land on Baojian Peak was included.

"This is when we sold this land, Eslazo suggested that we give a surprise. If someone really has the courage to rebuild the city or even the country there, all the forces in the Northern Continent will recognize him from the very beginning.

People can't waste their efforts to purify the undead swamp.

However, I really didn't expect that it would end up in the hands of the guests. Your luck is really good. ’ A lady came in gracefully.

Hill just nodded, didn't intend to say anything more, and put away the land certificate with a blank expression.

Just treat this female mage as the manager of the auction house. He doesn't intend to participate in those messy things in Silvermoon City.

"I'm Sien Hehe." The beautiful female mage frowned, and then immediately smiled, "Dear guest, I'm here for pure gold.

Knowing that there are times when you are here, I am too excited, so I rush here by myself.

Sorry to disturb the guest.As compensation, I can directly expel those uninvited guests on behalf of the auction house. "

Hill showed a polite and cold smile: "In the auction house, it is enough to ensure my safety and privacy."

He frowned and looked at the motionless female mage holding the treasure book: "Is there anything else?"

Sinnhehe handed the album to the steward a little stiffly: "Be sure to entertain the guests well, I'm leaving first."

Hill didn't intend to keep this aggrieved lady at all, but just signaled Bilau to close the door after the swaying figure left from the door.

The high-ranking ladies of Silvermoon City are used to the life of being sought after by all kinds, and they can't let go of their figure at all, and their methods are much worse than those of noble women.

When Sienhehe reported his name, Hill knew that this was the dean of the Faculty of Enchanting at the Mage University, but so what?

Do you still expect Xier to give her some valuable fine gold in vain?

Alustriel would never have such a sweet dream.

Hill didn't want to get involved in the affairs of Silvermoon City. Of course, if the person who came was the Supreme Commander of the Silvermoon Alliance, Messeramar Alaseme, Hill might be more polite.

After all, that person is not only the future commander of Silvermoon City, but also a half-elf mage with golden elf blood.

According to the tradition of this world, that is Hill's siblings.

But as long as the attitude is friendly, there are no good people who can be in the top position.

Hill casually listened to the ongoing auction below, then pointed to the hardwood chairs at the back of the box for the steward and Bilau to sit down, and then lowered his head to flip through the treasure book.

(End of this chapter)