Surviving the Fourth Calamity

Chapter 570 The Uninvited Guest in the Garden Villa

Hill looked indifferently at the flustered Woking Favored One, who didn't even dare to tell him his name.

Wojin really tricked his subordinates, and he didn't even tell them that he had offended anyone.

Originally, Mask had always been obsessed with the treasure house of the Goddess of Wealth, but now Vol'jin gave him a reasonable reason.

For the believers of Mask, not only can they get a sum of money, but they can also get the appreciation of the gods they believe in. This time it is the most cost-effective deal.

No one would think that Wojin's believers don't have this money in their hands. As a divinely favored person who is one with the gods, as long as he has an extra gold coin, he has to report it for the honor of the goddess.

Otherwise, Wojin will have to collapse the kingdom of God now.

Hill gave him a mocking smile, turned around and walked away.

That guy doesn't think about shooting Hill now. The moment he saw Hill, he actually flinched.

A level 12 divinely favored person!
Either Vol'jin had some conspiracy, or she was really mad.

Hill stood at the entrance of the alley and hesitated for a while, then he still didn't choose to go back to the 'Golden Oak', but went to the garden villa he just bought.

Although the 'Golden Oak' could indeed protect his safety, Hill didn't want to owe such unnecessary favors.

What Hill was guarding against was not only the Volking Favored who hired some strong men to assassinate him, but also those little thieves who did not give up.

In his perception, someone has been following him.

Hill couldn't help but sneered, and when dusk was approaching and the sun hadn't set, he directly released a solar spell.

The shadows around Hill were directly blasted away, and some thieves who fled in a panic were directly caught by the Silver Moon guards who had been guarding the side for a long time.

In this world, trying to commit a crime is always as sinful as committing it.

Hill smiled and looked in the direction of the big market, and said softly, "Follow me again, and I'll put a heliotrope on the big market."

Make sure to blow up the thieves guild you built in the shadow of the big market.

Hill's threat had an effect.

After all, his temper of vengeance has been clearly seen by others.

That is a powerful mage that even the goddess of wealth dares to scold, no one thinks he can't do it.

Especially those high-ranking thieves who follow Vol'jin's Favor will stop the stupidity of disciples and grandchildren.

Just now, Hill's eyes have swept over several shadows of people here, which proves that he can indeed feel where the shadow walker is.

Woking is really big business here, and no old thief wants to give up because his men are too stupid.

Hill, who had preliminarily established for himself an image of clear grievances and grudges, and revenge must be revenged, turned around and walked to the south.

When I first arrived in a different place, I either went with the flow or stood up.

Hill is very willing to use Woking's people as stepping stones. This is the best reward for Woking stepping on Hill's life as a springboard when he was in Ferenriel.

Hill walked slowly across the Moon Bridge.

The never-frozen Ruiwen River flows quietly, the night slowly diffuses, and the transparent moon bridge slowly glows, reflecting each other with the silver moon in the sky and reflecting in the river water together.

The breeze was blowing, and the winter cold had been mostly blocked by the Mystic, leaving only a slight chill.

At night, from both sides of the Ruiwen River, the sound of staggered and brisk music came out, and Hill's mood gradually improved.

Taking the key he got with the land certificate, he first took a look at the apartment building.

This apartment is probably prepared for the young people of their family who come to study in the women's college. It is suitable for 3 to 4 people to share. The furniture is fully furnished and there is a bathroom on each floor.

There are two servant rooms and a large kitchen on the first floor, but the living room and small dining room are not too big.

Hill took out a magic lock made by himself and replaced the original one, and suddenly there was a call behind him.

"Dear Mr. Master, are you going to move here or rent out this house?"

Hill froze for a moment, then turned around and saw a middle-aged man wearing a shirt, a buckskin vest, and a fur cloak. He had a decent beard, brown hair, and a short dagger pinned to the waist of leather trousers. .

Seeing Hill's puzzled expression, he quickly put on a smiley face: "Dear Mr. Mage, I am Theo Hani from the Housing Rental Guild of Silvermoon City.

Most of the properties rented out here are handed over to our guild to take care of them.

After all, distinguished mages and gentlemen, they are not interested in dealing with these trivial matters. "

He pointed to the badge on his chest, pressed it lightly, the badge flickered, and immediately several rows of large characters and his portrait appeared in the air.

Hill glanced at the work permit in this fantasy world, and couldn't help laughing. As long as the real estate agency is a more developed world, it seems that it is indispensable!
Seeing that Hill's attitude was not indifferent, Haini walked a few steps quickly: "Dear Mr. Master, if you want to rent out this property and don't want to trouble you, you can leave it to me to handle it.

The annual management fee is only 10 gold coins! "

Hill was stunned for a moment. He originally wanted to leave the house empty here, or ask Lynn if he wanted to use it after a while.

But after he took a look at Henny, he hesitated.

This middle-aged man looked decent, but it was obvious that he was under a lot of pressure, and there was a trace of sadness in his brows and eyes.

It has been a long time in this fantasy time, and new memories have slowly filled his mind. Hill has rarely recalled his previous life, but this agency has brought back many memories for him.

He nodded simply: "Yes."

Heine's eyes lit up, and he quickly pressed his badge a few more times, and two contracts appeared in front of Hill.

Feeling the power of that light, Hill couldn't help but smile.

He always thought that this real estate agency was officially owned by Silvermoon City, but it turned out to be run by Lansander's Dawn Church?

Sure enough, in this world, gods who stick to their own paths are more trusted by ordinary people and even professionals than power institutions.

Hill simply signed the entrustment contract, and chose to use one-tenth of the annual rent to maintain the property, and the rest of the rent will be sent to his garden villa, which can be directly put into the mailbox.

Then he handed over the key to the new lock to Henny.

Heini stared at the rent payment address that appeared on his contract, and couldn't help shivering.

He thought it was a fresh graduate!Obviously looks like 20 years old!
He also took a special look at the mage's ears, and he was sure it wasn't a half-elf who dared to speak!
Heine couldn't help but touched the dagger behind him. It was because he was a level 5 ranger that he dared to approach the mage directly to inquire about real estate. Fortunately, this high-level mage had a good temper, otherwise, he would really be looking for death.

He raised his head to express his sincere thanks, but found that the mage who was in front of him just now had disappeared without a trace.

Hill smiled and walked to his other property.

No wonder a sorcerer would rob him of this property, it was well maintained.

The white marble wall is a 1-meter-thick wall below and a stone railing of about 1 meters above.

Except for the five-meter-wide gate, a row of 5-meter-high oak trees are inside the other railings, blocking the view from the outside.

Hill took out the key to open the iron gate. The lock was fixed inside the 20 cm thick door. Hill had no choice but to dismantle the door and change the lock.

He couldn't help frowning. The magic circle of this house itself is relatively weak, and it's normal for some capable thieves to break in.

But when he got the land certificate, he knew that all the valuables in the house had been collected.

Those antique handicrafts in the early stage of the auction were actually taken out of these houses.

Otherwise, those aristocratic ladies would not buy only those gems, they would not wear jewelry that sinners once wore.

Even if the merchants buy it back, they will modify this kind of jewelry that has appeared in public into other appearances.

So even if someone was found in the main house, Hill would destroy the gate linked to the protective circle and rebuild it.

His mana fluctuated so obviously, that thief didn't escape when the magic circle was closed?
Hill glanced at the tall white main house inside the door, took out the magic book, and used a composite forest array that can isolate spells and sounds.

But he didn't choose to use the more protective labyrinth forest array, Hill didn't want to completely hide the house.

With the mythical lock in Silvermoon City allowing him to use it easily, Hill didn't need to be so cautious.

He walked over slowly, turned his wrist, and gently held the crystal fan in his right hand.

Pushing open the opened door of the main house, Hill looked hesitantly.

Could it be that the person who came to collect the things didn't lock the door?
Hill's heart couldn't help sinking, he didn't care that the furniture in the house was destroyed or stolen, and he wouldn't use things that others used.

But there is only a messy house, but it is far away from his desire to save trouble!

Hill silently looked at the living room on the first floor that seemed to have been rolled by some huge creature, and his anger gradually rose.

He quickly went straight to the master bedroom on the third floor, and he no longer had that kind of restful attitude.

With a 'bang', Hill directly knocked open the door of the master bedroom, the crystal fan had been enlarged, and twelve tornadoes were ready to go.

Then he could only quietly put down his hand.

On the spacious bed, a three-meter-long golden dragon was sleeping.

Obviously, underage.

Although I don't know why he didn't learn well at a young age and went to sleep at other people's homes, but Hill can accept his fate.

Hill looked at the little guy who was snoring happily and didn't care about the movement outside, and his heart was full of resentment.

Thinking about who the original owner of the mansion offended, Hill could guess where the little dragon came from!
Although I haven't heard the rumors that the golden and silver dragons in the North have children, it must have something to do with them.

Just as Hill was about to turn around and go out, he suddenly turned his head vigilantly, put his hands on Jinlong's body, and exerted a little strength.

He was still asleep!

Hill frowned, and waved a purification spell.

Jin Long's body moved a bit, and then continued to sleep deeply.

Hill snorted coldly, rolled up his sleeves, don't let him catch those bastards who bully children!
(End of this chapter)