Surviving the Fourth Calamity

Chapter 643 Alice's Letter and Gift
There was a wave of divine power outside, Hill put away William's letter and stood on the terrace.

With the help of Martha, Lynn has opened the control core of the God of Time and Space, and streaks of golden light spread throughout the town.

Only the two temples and the Harper's building were bypassed.

Aglaia put a little more. Except for his main temple, the square outside, including the two small houses for passers-by to spend the night, gave up the management rights.

She should have considered that it is not suitable to prevent the undead from entering a place where people from the mainland of Faerun can enter at will, so she will hand over the surveillance right to the God of Time and Space. A farce that can explode.

This is also a common method used by the allies of the time-space gods. It is impossible for them to prevent the undead from appearing near their temples, but they can let the time-space gods directly deal with their violations.

No one wants to supervise the actions of the undead by himself. That requires not only patience, but more importantly, enough reason.

Even Goddess Yinyue, who is most interested in the undead, also honestly distanced herself.

Hill can understand Lynn's way of not caring about the decentralization of his power at all. A group of elves who can mix with the scariest Seraphim in his mouth, he will definitely not want to be the manager of these guys.

Lynn's thinking is not as simple as Hill's. After hearing Martha's words, he is really interested in this core that can help manage the city.

He just wants to!There are so many laws and regulations in Trashiel, people with a good memory will have a big head, how can ordinary people remember them.

It turns out that there is such a good way to alert managers before trouble occurs.

Moreover, if it is an accidental violation, you can also get a reminder, which is really suitable for elves who don't like to use their brains!

It can't be said that the elves don't use their brains, Lin En thought for a while, but the elves' thinking is too jumpy, and it is easy to get into a dead end.

It's easy to have conflicts in your own head, so it's no wonder that you are so contradictory in doing things!

As for the group of old antiques on Yongju Island, they have actually lived for too long, and they can no longer see anything except the throne of elves.

In fact, all the real and bloody elves have gone to the navy, and the rest are a group of fools who lied to themselves!
Lynn picked up the pen. Ever since the elves arrived on Evermeet Island, the fertility rate has dropped again. There are only a dozen cousins ​​left in his generation. Except for these few crazy idiots who participated in the elf crusade, the rest All entered the Navy by family tradition.

If it was before, he would not have invited the clansmen to come over. Life in the navy is pretty good, and the clan can remain neutral in all political struggles. This is the duty and right of soldiers.

Even chaotic elves can stick to this principle.

Moreover, Lynn has been worried about how to balance the relationship between the Elf Crusaders and the original town residents these days. In terms of the strength of the elves, even the Silver Shield Knights next to them are not much stronger than them.

Toril's fairness can only be found at the same strength, and ordinary people have to retreat innately.

As long as they don't hurt their lives at will, ordinary people are also used to that kind of hiding life.

But Lynn didn't want the residents of Aglaia Town, who had always had a harmonious relationship, to become as trembling as those big cities. He always felt that the comfortable life of the residents of Silvermoon City was what he yearned for.

So Lynn has been struggling with how to discuss the basic principles of being friendly with humans in the town with the Elf Crusaders.

It's all right now, and he doesn't need to have a headache at all.

Lynn accepted Martha's suggestion almost without thinking about it, and directly opened the management core.

No matter what happened to these original undead, who Corellon renamed as 'Trassil Elves', Lynn was willing to believe that Corellon would never sacrifice his loyal followers.

Moreover, for the elves of Toril, although there are many rules, Corellon has recognized them. Unless something happens that they are particularly dissatisfied with, the elves are still willing to obey Corellon's will.

Lin En wrote invitation letters one after another with bright eyes, and it would be best for the entire Garr family to come.

The blessings of the elves and gods to the Crusaders should have spread to Yongju Island. Those guys must have been hit hard. Just thinking about it makes Lynn feel happy.

Yongju Island is still the seat of the Elven Royal Court, but its status as a political and power center has been compromised since then.

The town of Aglaia will be the longing place for elves in the future.

Lynn felt that he would become the consul of Aglaia within a few years.

In that case, the future city of Aglea should also have its own navy!

Lynn carefully wrote the letter to the patriarch. Although his grandmother may not give up the Royal Elven Navy, eggs can't be put in one basket, right?

What if the Elven Queen loses the struggle?

Although his grandmother had always remained neutral in the political struggle, Lynn was well aware that Admiral Gal's ass had been a little crooked since his mother was kicked out of Evermeet.

Lin En wrote the letter happily. He believed that Hill would definitely have the ability to create a fleet that was much stronger than the naval fleet of Yongju Island. As for the specific blueprint of the giant elf ship, hey!Corellon doesn't know anything!
Hill didn't know that his friend had fallen into a crazy fantasy at the moment, and he had planned the direction of burning money for him in advance.

He returned to the study and gently opened the exquisite little box.

The first thing I saw were hundreds of small bags and a letter on top of the bag.

Hill opened the letter, and Alice's slightly jumpy handwriting appeared in front of her eyes:

Dear Papa Hill!
I really miss you so much!
I heard from the undead that they will soon come to your world. In fact, I really want to go there, but Alice is also a queen now!
I also had loyal and flattering men, and suitors who surrounded me every day.

Listening to these words every day, I seem to understand why Merkel became stupid later.

If nature hadn't told me every day that they were lying, so many beautiful words would have been enough to make me feel like I was omnipotent!
Power is really a double-edged sword!

Papa Hill!I don't know how long I will like this kind of life, but I still want to know if I can hold on to myself in this kind of life.

Some things, only you have experienced it, you will know how to choose.

The only regret is that I can't go to your side.

Enclosed are some special plants in this world. I think you must know from the undead that quince is a very interesting world.

In addition to the normality of plants, both people and animals often fall into self-chaos and some inexplicable entanglements.

The undead are not quite used to the life here. Although they look chaotic, they still have a principle that they are never willing to violate.

That's a philosophy instilled from childhood, and most people can stick to it.

Moreover, even those who destroy, actually have some ideas, even if it is for temporary happiness, it is still a choice.

I know what I want to do, even if it is evil, it is actually orderly.

I think William seems to hope that Salar will become like this in the future.

Quinns can't do it here. I think they are all like the memory of the fish that the undead said. No matter what happened 7 seconds ago, the decision just made can be changed instantly.

The front is still saving people, and the back is directly killing people.

So Papa Hill can rest assured that although there are many suitors here, I will definitely not be tempted.

This is a world without even marriage. The relationship between a man and a woman is not as long-lasting as that of a rabbit.

But it was fun, really, Papa Hill, very funny, every day was like a comedy of the absurd.

This is the first time I saw a world where the undead all hoped to finish their work early and leave early.

But it may also be because all the attention is focused on the same kind. The plants here are very comprehensive, and the species that lived hundreds of thousands of years ago lived very well.

I have collected a lot, some even mentioned in Hill's father's plant encyclopedia, the species that Trasil has disappeared, I think, my father will like it very much.

Then there are some beautiful gems.

I have compared to the ones in the jewelry box Papa Hill gave me and they are not the same kind.

I don't know much about the difference between the gems, but for Papa Hill, it's all good as long as there's enough of it to analyze the construction, isn't it?

I hope these can be used, if not, Dad will tell the undead, and I will collect them for you.

As a queen, wanting more and bigger gemstones is simply a matter of course in this world.

Although the undead are unwilling to stay permanently in Quinns, there are always people who come to visit every once in a while.

Especially the members of the 'Master' family, I heard from the undead that they are all artists, and they like to come to Quinns to watch these natural dramas, which seem to inspire them.

Although I don't understand why absurdity means art, it's nice to have someone who can deliver the letter for me.

Papa Hill, please don't forget Alice!

Also, Dad, when you return presents, please put them in this box, I like it very much.

Hill sighed and read the letter, not knowing what to say.

Alice would make this kind of decision, and he seemed to understand that cats are actually very realistic creatures. They only look at what is in front of them, and they don't think carefully about the results. It's all about doing it.

If a cat is brooding over her prey, she's not thinking about whether she should move her paw, but which paw should move first.

But at least, Hill won't worry about Alice anymore, and Quinns is quite suitable for her changeable temperament.

There was another noise outside, and Hill turned to call Liszt to ask what happened.

"Sir." Liszt said with a smile, "The time-space artifact has been connected to the town's control core, and the undead can start to take on the mission."

Hill hesitated for a moment, but couldn't help but walked to the terrace to watch.

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