Surviving the Fourth Calamity

Chapter 572 Hill's Deterrent Power
Hill had turned the hall between him and Terry into a large study with bookshelves on three sides.

Then the books on Faerun's side began to be placed in rows.

The ones he has seen are on the top, and the new ones are on the bottom.

In the end, I found a few more floating discs, and after setting a range that could not leave the main house, I threw them in the open space and let them fly wherever they wanted.

A mage's hand can summon them when needed.

After thinking for a while, he arranged a large kitchen and dining room on the first floor on his side. In this house, he would not do more powerful spell experiments, at most he would complete Chapter 4 of the magic book.

He had a hunch that Chapter 4 was the last time, and when the magic book was connected to the origin of the world, the reaction was relatively small.

Starting from Chapter 5, the world's feedback will obviously become bigger, and Hill doesn't want to be the target of public criticism.

Therefore, the second floor was simply divided into the magic laboratory and the alchemy laboratory, and Hill only used some high-level magic circles for protection.

As long as it can withstand the attack power of the legendary level, it does not need to be perfected, after all, it is a temporary place to live for a few years.

When Hill's affairs were almost handled, Martha took the puppets to decorate several houses.

He walked into his side, summoned a floating disk and flew directly to the third floor. He placed a stair floor between his residence and the hall, and then opened a floating disk in the corner to let the floating disk freely. Up and down the elevator room.

I don't plan to welcome outsiders in my room, except for a large bathroom, everything on this floor is accessible.

All the walls were transformed into blue ocean crystal, allowing Hill to easily see the scenery outside.

This kind of crystal looks airtight, but it is actually similar to breathable glass, and each air hole can freely convert air.

So even though there are no windows, there is a slight breeze in the room.

Martha put white transparent gauze on these glass windows, which was slowly fluttering at the moment, making Hill feel very comfortable.

Especially when he felt the violent fluctuation of divine power from the north bank, he was even more happy.

Seeing a little white on the horizon, he decided to take a bath to welcome the dawn.

Then Hill changed into a dark blue robe with silver trim, ready to go out energetically.

He planned to buy some newspapers, and then listen to any exciting news.

Then, by the way, subscribe to all the newspapers and publications that can be bought in Silvermoon City, whether they are academic or gossip.

Hill, who had just walked out of the gate, saw Lynn who was going to look for him.

"Good morning, Lynn!" Hill greeted with a smile.

"I can't rest..." Lynn said weakly, "Do you know how many people came to me yesterday to inquire about you?
Luckily I didn't ask you before.

It was so annoying, I just asked them to go to the Golden Elf King. "

Hill smiled at him sheepishly.

"Actually, I can't blame you." Lin En said with a sigh, "If you have money, of course you have to be happy, why don't you report your hatred?
Elves have never tolerated a large number of existence.

They didn't dare to do anything to me, it's not just because our Lord God is watching.

Unless you and Messer can be killed together, no one with the blood of the golden elves in Silvermoon City or even the Silvermoon Alliance would dare to harm them casually.

The only advantage of our golden elves is that we are united enough, and Faerun knows it all. "

Hill silently recalled the elf god king in Trasil, and expressed sincere doubts about Lynn's words.

"Yesterday, I was so annoyed that I ran to my teacher's house to live in, and he is in the mansion on the shore of Ruiwen, which is similar to yours.

I have to go back today, so I came to say goodbye to you.

By the way, I want to ask you one thing.

Last night, my teacher, Cresa Lurien, almost burst into laughter. It is said that you didn't save face for that Enchantment Department dean, Sien Haihe?

Let me tell you, don't worry about being retaliated against.

The relationship between them is not very good. It is very normal for the person holding my teacher's invitation not to save face for that lady.

She is also a little too arrogant, she even wants to compete with the lady for materials!Her master didn't dare to do that.

However, if you still want to read books in the university library in the future, it is best to teach the mages in the college, don't offend all of them. "

Hill recalled that Kressa Lurien should be the dean of the Musical Instrument Branch of the Bard Academy. Although he also has elven blood, he doesn't seem to be a golden elf.

His time in this academy was almost the same as that of Eslazo as the city lord, and he should also be a follower of the Supreme Lady.

He must be full of malice towards Sien Hehe, who dares to be disrespectful to Eslazo because of his attachment to the current city lord, but he will not take the initiative to take action, at most he will make some small moves.

Hill glanced at Lynn, nodded with a smile: "Don't worry, I've always been quiet when no one provokes me."

Lynn is really a good friend, so he specially reported his teacher's full name to Hill, for fear that Hill would be involved in the power struggle in Silvermoon City.

Lynn also laughed: "My teacher probably won't do anything, but you should be careful.

We just came out for sightseeing, and we didn't intend to stay in Silvermoon City forever.

By the way, where do you want to go this early in the morning? "

"Buy some newspapers." Hill pointed to a two-story building on the main road with a sign of 'Message and Echo'.

Lynn followed behind him: "I didn't report the matter on the side of Wojin Favored so quickly."

"Then it should come out tomorrow! I can make an order." Hill said with a smile on his face, "It's not just for this, I also want to order those academic journals!
Especially the "Ms. Journal" in the university town. I have read a few collections from the past two years, and it is indeed worth exploring. "

Lynn shrugged: "Well, you are really a standard mage, I only like to read music scores."

Hill secretly added in his heart: there is gossip.

"It's still snowing! How do you plan to leave?" Hill glanced at the snowflakes that were still flying outside the upside-down magic film on Silvermoon City.

"It's not the time for extreme cold anymore." Lynn pointed to the outside of the city gate. "There are caravans going to Quelal to sell their goods. I just go with them."

Hill nodded. If Lynn followed, the caravan would be safer, so even if they planned to set off at another time, they would change it to today.

Hill took out a few magic scrolls and handed them to Lynn: "You keep these, I made them myself, don't think about whether the price of these things is expensive.

To me, this is just a casual thing. It is actually very easy for high-level mages to make money. If you think they are poor, it is just that they spend too much and exceeded their tolerance limit.

If something happens to you, even if I smash all those who hurt you to ashes, it will be meaningless, revenge and comfort will always be only strangers. "

Lynn thought sideways for a few seconds, then simply accepted. He is actually still traveling in time, and helping each other with the unlucky Hill, who was also kicked out of his homeland, is also allowed by the family rules.

He glanced at the contents of the spell scroll, and couldn't help baring his teeth. No wonder Hill was kicked out of the house before he was 80 years old. All he needed was life experience.

Except for the two auxiliary spells of mansion and rapid flight, the rest are blizzards, lightning and thunder, extreme freezing, and even meteorites falling from the sky!
Hill is actually a mage above level 19!
Lin En glanced sideways at the young face, not daring to speculate whether he had broken through the limit of mortals and reached level 20.

Even if many people have reached level 19, it may take hundreds or thousands of years to break through the limit and break through to level 20.

He pondered for a moment, then told Hill: "Then all I can say is thank you. These are enough to keep me alive. I guess it will last for several years.

Don't worry, I won't be self-righteous, and I will run back for help when I encounter danger.

Go buy a newspaper yourself!

I went straight out of the city to find the caravan, they must have been ready to wait for me!

The cars of this small caravan are not as fast as yours, so they need to leave early.

I will send you a letter. The female postmen in the Northland are very diligent. If you have money, you can go there every day.

But if anything happens to me, it's definitely not because of you, but my hapless teacher with a bad mouth.

No one thinks we have any closer relationship just because I take care of my kindred. "

Hill suppressed a smile and sent Lynn away. It seems that in the university of Silvermoon City, there is also competition among various disciplines, probably for the research funds allocated by Eslazo and Silvermoon City?

In fact, Hill also understands that if Lynn is really used against Hill just because of a good relationship with the same clan, it will almost offend the entire golden elf race, including the elf gods.

Regardless of the fact that Hill and Lynn are both white-skinned half-elves, and they don't even need to know which family Hill came from, this doesn't affect the protection of the golden elves and their main gods.

But who knows if there will be some idiot who doesn't understand anything, and will make a move regardless of everything?
What Hill was afraid of was never those high-level people, but these guys who knew little about elves.

But for this kind of guy, these spell scrolls that Hill gave Lynn can definitely handle it.

Hill walked slowly into the newsagent with a strange name.

The employees inside, as expected, are mostly level 2 or 3 bards, and they are discussing in a circle how much money was stolen from that follower in Woking.

Is Wojin really going to be reduced to a weak divine power? In the battle in the early morning, the power she provided to her favored one was too weak.

And Cyric's disciples were too rampant, they dared to enter Silvermoon City, if he hadn't also robbed the money, no one would have noticed.

Hill was very satisfied with the latest news, and tapped the bell on the counter.

"Ah! Welcome, sir. Do you have any favorite newspapers?" A handsome young man in a gray shirt and a sleeveless vest of the same color walked to the counter immediately.

Hill placed the order according to his own ideas. The little poet, who was originally happy, saw the address he wrote on the receipt, and his expression changed instantly.

Hill smiled reassuringly at the frightened little brother, turned around and went out to the nearby bookstore.

(End of this chapter)