Surviving the Fourth Calamity

Chapter 668 Ransandall reconciled with the elf pantheon
Lynn looked at the goblin with a flower crown on Hill's head in surprise: "Flower fairies? Where did you find them? Even in the high forest before, they were rarely seen! Even my mother Just heard about it."

Vera waved her little wand angrily: "How about your manners? My lord with long ears? Vera is right in front of you, who are you talking to?"

Lynn quickly controlled her emotions, and apologized to Vera in the most sincere tone: "I'm really sorry, beautiful and elegant flower fairy, I was really just too surprised!

I really didn't expect that there would be a day when I could see the flower fairy with my own eyes, she was as lovely and charming as the legend.

For thousands of years, no one has seen the flower fairy.

In the legends of the elves, the flower fairy was completely silent because of the disappearance of the leader. Even when she was happy in the royal court, she was unwilling to deal with anyone.

So, excuse my fuss?Dear Miss Vera. "

Vera nodded as calmly as possible: "Okay! I forgive your ignorance."

It's a pity that both Hill and Lynn could see her triumphant face and the rapidly waving wings behind her.

She flew up and told Hill, waving her tiny fists, "I won't let leprechauns come into my place! Squire let his dreams go!"

At the beginning, I was cheated by him so that I didn't have time to return to my mother.

Echteen can come, but Squalley can't! "

Hill said softly: "It's fine for you to make up your own mind about the royal court's affairs! I don't care, but will Echettien really come? I think it's a bit too noticeable, right?"

"It's not Auberon!" Vera pouted, "And don't adults like Echettine very much?"

Hill thought with a headache, Echettien probably wouldn't come.

He is not only the god of Pegasus, but also the god of unicorns, albeit a winged stallion.

Hill really didn't expect that when he brought back a few little flower fairies, he not only turned into a group of goblins, but also might have a big white horse attached.

But he didn't have any faith in Toril at all. Unless the goblins on Hill's side were in danger, Echatien probably wouldn't go to Lurue's territory.

Vera handed Hill a small bottle as big as a slender milk grape, which contained today's brewed nectar: ​​"Make us more of these small bottles, Hill. I can use moonlight and spider silk The mixed cloth will be exchanged with you!"

Vera loves these little bottles that hold it!In the past, when they brewed nectar, they had to pack it in hundreds of small flower sacs, but now they can use one bottle for each kind of nectar!
Hill smiled distressedly. It was not difficult for him to do this, but the most troublesome thing for such a small bottle was to shape them, and his eyeballs were about to pop out.

Besides... Each piece of cloth that Vera mentioned was only two palms in size. Hill planned to save it for Aglaia and Alice to play with, so he was willing to exchange it with Vera and the others.

He made 50 bottles for Vera, and the moonshine cloth he got in exchange was not enough to make a dress.

Vera didn't care about Hill's distress, she felt that she had made it clear, and just waited for Cunbu to come to Hill to exchange it.

Xiaohuaxian flew out of the window swaggeringly with her transparent wings.

The goblins like Hill's floating castle very much, they feel too safe, and without Hill's consent, any adult in danger cannot enter this small territory.

Even if the brave ones among them dare to go to the ground to see what the humans and elves have become now, they don't have to worry about not being able to escape or bring trouble to other companions.

Otherwise, Vera would not have come to tell Hill that the leprechauns are not allowed to come here. Many members of the outer court of the King of Joy have come to play.

The Leprechaun God has been protesting against Vera's differential treatment recently, but Vera firmly does not allow them to enter. She is worried that Squalley will come to Hill, so she must get Hill's promise.

Of course Hill will promise her, just listen to Vera.

Pickle came here, but he didn't really care much about it.

This kind of mischievous goblin just uses illusion to make people get lost. It is of no use to Hill, and it is not even very useful in the mythical lock. He can use the fog to expel this illusion at any time.

But liar leprechauns...he really didn't like it either.

"Sill." Lynn interrupted his contemplation, "Did you bring them back from Icewind Dale?"

"Ah!" Hill nodded suddenly, "Yes, Vera and the others were found in an iceberg. They used space teleportation to escape there in order to avoid the destruction of the first magic net."

He didn't say why he went to the inside of the iceberg, and Lynn didn't intend to ask.

Hill took Lynn back to the study together.

Lynn's gaze was fixed on the sleeping killing vine. It seemed that Miril had told him everything, including how Malar died.

Lynn looked at Hill, who was sitting leisurely on the chair, and couldn't help but smiled wryly, "You are so leisurely! Hill."

Hill smiled. As the lord of the city of Aglaia, Hill has already shown his strength, so naturally those waiting and watching forces in Faerun Continent will also show their strength.

Toril's portal is actually quite fast in doing things, but the former Hill did not show the value of letting these forces spend this money.

But it's different now.

For most countries and cities on the Faerun continent, one Amberley is nothing, and two are not impossible to deal with.

But what Hill killed was an existence more terrifying than the three Amberleys.

Then there's Malar holding the Demon-Breaking Dagger and Vol'jin carrying the Secondary Artifact!
During this time, Lynn has been dealing with the envoys sent by these forces.

Originally, when Hill came back, Lynn wanted to come to see him. He didn't know how many things he wanted to ask and say!
However, at that time, all the countries and towns in the Northland had already sent people, and Lynn was almost busy in the city hall of Aglaia City, so Hill directly asked Liszt to inform him that everything was over before coming back.

There is nothing to say about his affairs here, and he didn't kill Bane.

Fortunately, Lynn can pull those elf crusaders to work.

Those guys from the undead race can't be counted on. They have all gone to the wilderness outside the city to have fun recently. In the words of Terry, who often flies into the air to observe the surrounding situation, within 3000 meters, there is not even a rabbit. up.

In the few months when Hill was not here, the undead left behind who had been waiting for a surprise attack from Waterdeep City were almost desperate. No one knew how they could bear it so much.

It seems that as long as Heizhang is having a hard time, it doesn't matter how badly everyone is hit.

No matter how much the commanders of the undead race think about the complex relationship between Toril's forces, they still can't figure it out.

You know, during this period of time, it wasn't just a question of how many red names they killed in Waterdeep City. Digging three feet of ground was not enough to explain their madness.

On the third day after they arrived in Waterdeep City, they determined that the trouble came from Baal's treasure, and then began to collect the stolen goods and bring them back to a shallow pool in front of the Aglaia Temple for purification.

In addition to Aglaia's holy water, there are also many holy symbols of elves and gods, as well as fist-sized egg-shaped amber filled with the blood of the Lord of Dawn, which is the most harmful to Baal's death power.

When Hill came back, when he saw the golden amber floating in the middle of the holy water pool, he knew why he was attracted to the Holy Grail of Amana Tower.

He did send Randzendel away, and the Lord of Dawn, who was completely out of Toril, couldn't possibly pretend to be Amaunator.

But as long as Hill is not greedy, no one can do anything about him.

After thinking about it, Hill knew that even without Ransander, Amagna Tower could be resurrected, but it would not be so fast, after all, he lost a lot of supplies from the richest Temple of Dawn.

However, there are not many worshipers of the sun, and many people are originally believers of the Lord of Dawn.

He always remembered that when Amaunata was resurrected from Lansander's body, almost all of the Sun Temple organized by Lansander went with Amaunata.

For the mighty Torilians, surely the sun is more worthy of their trust than the dawn.

Even though Lansander was actually the one who gave them benefits and blessings over the years, what they enshrined was the sun!Who cares about the light in the morning.

It is because of the personality of the Toril people that smarter gods will not entrust everything to their believers, and only pursue their own strength.

"Liszt asked me to put all the gifts they sent into the city warehouse in Aglaia." Lynn asked softly, "Are you really not going to see any of them?"

Hill said indifferently: "Lynn, unless it's an artifact, I might as well make it myself, and I don't lack gold coins."

Lynn nodded: "Then I'll just take those things as quest rewards and give them to the 'Trassil Elves', otherwise I'll have to exchange gold coins with Corellon's Seraphim."

Hill couldn't help laughing when he thought of those seraphs squatting bored in the mission hall, how pitiful!

He always thought it was a reward for Corellon to release these Seraphs, but now he is not sure, squatting there every day to release missions and exchange for gold coins is really torture for these lively Seraphs.

The daily live broadcast of the undead in the mission hall was their only pastime in their boring days.

From top to bottom, the Seraphim's biggest wish is the dark forces in Waterdeep City. It is best to come to Aglaia City as soon as possible.

After all, it has been so long, those horrible alleys in Waterdeep City have now been rebuilt into bright and beautiful apartment streets, but I don’t know if the original owners are satisfied, after all, there are no more secrets to speak of.

When Hill came back, he heard that the secret assembly of the Zhentarim had been found out and killed by the undead, and that was the biggest dark force in the Northland.

The undead and Seraph should soon usher in their long-awaited revenge.

(End of this chapter)