Surviving the Fourth Calamity

Chapter 773 A Famous Friend of Lynn

Lynn looked at the mother and daughter who had boarded the carriage and was about to set off, and said softly, "That girl looks only 7 or 8 years old. When I looked at her, I didn't feel anything strange at all.

God... has a unique temperament, and the difference can be seen at a glance in the crowd.

No matter how she observes now, she is just a child.

Does that mean, Hill, that a lot of things won't happen until she's an adult. "

Hill nodded, "Yes.

The aura of law on her body is slowly drifting away.

You may not see anything after a few days.

In that case, it would be very difficult for anyone to find the problem with her.

But Kelben is not necessarily, his connection with Mystra must be very close.

But before the memory of this goddess is restored, it is estimated that she will become a member of the Black Rod Tower.

If the relationship between them was really that good, she might even become a student of Black Rod.

If midnight is unwilling, this kind of master-student relationship cannot be established.

The power of the source will help her solve everything unwillingly.

However, we can see at least one thing, even though the goddess has not recovered her memory, subconsciously she still believes in the black rod.

That's why she chose the person to be possessed in Waterdeep City, but she didn't expect that the child who was descended by her happened to be at the port and was swept to Aglaia City by the space storm. "

He spoke easily, but Lynn was a little nervous.

"Any accident related to the gods is not a real accident." Lin En frowned and said slowly, "Hill, has the Fate Slate taken a fancy to you?
It's true, your strength is too strong, if you are willing to protect the reincarnation of the goddess of magic, she will grow up safely.

Although giving favor to the Goddess will result in generous rewards in the future, there are still some things that need to be cautious.

I remember you always wanted to go back to Trasil?

If that's the case, it's best not to get involved with her. "

Hill laughed. In fact, no one is a fool... Smart people can actually understand this shit in Toril's world.

"Don't worry, I will definitely not pay attention to these things." Hill thought for a while, went back to the study and jumped up gently, and took down a tightly sealed crystal ball from the ceiling.

Lynn glanced curiously and found a book sealed inside.

From the layers of blockade, it is easy to see the danger of this book.

Hill smiled and said, "If Kelben is so thick-skinned that he dares to ask Aglaia City for help related to world stability and future peace, send this to him.

Tell the wise Mr. Black Rod that I am kind enough not to settle this account with the Goddess of Magic when he is out of control. "

Lynn took the crystal ball with a serious face: "Kelben has done something to you? Why didn't you say it? I always thought that you kept troublening him because he wanted to attack our territory.

damn it!
This guy... what qualifications does he have to attack you?
Mystra really knows how to choose people! "

Lynn gritted his teeth in the last paragraph. If it was someone else, he might have offended Kelben, but Hill, it is absolutely impossible.

Moreover, this should have happened before he came to Aglaia. At that stage, Hill had such a small territory, and he only wanted to help the goddess of the sea to establish her faith, so it was impossible to have any conflict with Waterdeep City.

The only reason for Kelben to deal with Hill can only be because Aglea is next to Waterdeep.

She would do her best to protect such voters, the kindness of that goddess of magic... What the hell is that?

Hill waved his hand: "It's nothing surprising, Midnight's kindness is a joke, otherwise, she would never want to do anything to the mage god.

If that one really falls, Toril does not know how many cities will be destroyed!It was impossible for her not to think of this.

The God of Mage did make a mistake, but this mistake...was far from being damned.

Goodness of the gods, hey!
That's a matter of probability.

You have spent many years with Miril, so you should be able to understand this.

He will sympathize with the disaster in front of him, but he will still treat him coldly. The possibility is always [-]-[-].

It all depends on the mood. "

Lynn nodded silently.

Hill looked at Lynn, and solemnly asked: "I actually went back for revenge, and I did a lot of things before you came here, and Kelben's failures are actually all due to me.

I don't want to face him directly, not because I'm afraid of Mystra, but because this guy is obviously concerned by fate.

I don't want to get involved in those troublesome things, so I retaliate in a more troublesome way.

You must not do more.

You who belong to Toril are more likely to be pulled into this wreck than me.

If anything happens to you, it will affect my decision, Lynn. "

Lynn was startled, and immediately said: "I know, until that person returns to the starry sky, I will try my best to avoid everything on the other side of Waterdeep City."

After that, no matter what happened, he was determined not to leave the city of Aglea.

Lynn made up his mind that he must not affect Hill's future.

It will be fine when the undead come back, Lynn thought nostalgicly, he really thinks that as long as there are undead, the Fate Slate will definitely hide from Aglaia and do those shitty things.

The brain hole of the undead is a bit too unfathomable.

If they were really involved, the unpredictable fate might be played as a pure joke.

Lynn believes in the undead's ability to break the mold.

He looked up at the cemetery of believers in Su Lun in the distance.

At the beginning, the undead just kept grilling themselves just for fun. Later... they found that if they could struggle off that wall and escape to death, they could survive three meters away from the Moonfire Wall. Su Lun didn't hunt down the purpose.

But in that case, there will be traces of moonfire burns on the body.

If the Toril people have traces of the punishment of the gods on their bodies, they will try their best to hide them, for fear of being seen by others.

But the undead think it is a kind of honor, and often stand in the square to compare who has better-looking silver traces.

The natives of Aglaia are already accustomed to the madness of the undead, knowing that they prefer to seek excitement.

But this kind of... is already beyond the level of stimulation.

Fortunately, Su Lun's character would not find this offensive at all, and she might find it quite amusing.

If he had changed to any other god, he probably would have come to fight with Corellon.

Lynn shook his head suddenly. Based on his understanding of Corellon, he would rather fight than ask the undead to change their style of doing things.

That one was actually very happy.

Hill, who didn't know that Lin En missed the undead, leaned on the sofa and said with a little confusion: "Why did the descendants of Alustriol suddenly defect to Waterdeep City? Silvermoon City, what's the fun... Something strange?
Damn it, it's too early to turn against the Harpist, tsk..."

Lynn twitched the corners of his mouth, and he could tell that Hill was having some fun.

But he had nothing to say, the elf's curiosity was inherited from Corellon, and there was no elf who was not a fun person.

In fact, he is also a little interested in knowing.

Alustriel has always been affectionate, but her children are not very affectionate, especially human children.

Compared with those half-elf sons, these children's talent is much lower. Some people can become professionals because of the good things in Alastri.

Especially those...children born to mortals who were occasionally drawn into the Silver Palace because of their good looks.

When the former Mistra was still there, these two ladies really did a lot of ridiculous things.

Just like the leader of the Dragon Worshiper who fell two years ago, he was one of the injustices caused by the two of them playing tricks.

Alustriel's life was pleasant, but for those children in the Silver Palace, the unevenness of the world was determined almost from the moment of birth.

Obviously there is such a strong mother, but because my father is just an ordinary person, it is very difficult for me to become a mid-level professional. I can only watch other brothers and sisters stay young forever, but I am gradually aging or even dying. .

Ms. Elastre, in fact, is not bad for her children, but she certainly does not consider their psychological problems.

To put it bluntly, only the strong can walk in front of her.

That's why all kinds of troubles often appeared in the palace of Erastriol, and it was even successfully attacked by demons, all because of the madness of these unwilling children.

But these Alustri children will not leave Silvermoon City easily, and no one is willing to give up their days as masters.

Therefore, once someone suddenly walks away, something must have happened.

At the very least, it is to the extent that Alastriol has to go off in person, so that someone has to leave Silvermoon City.

Lynn looked at Hill's eager eyes, and sighed helplessly: "I will find a way to ask people I know."

Hill smiled contentedly.

He has known for a long time that many of these bards in the North have raised a white-throated bird, which is fast, flies high, and is particularly concealed. Most importantly, each bird has a memory that can store information. Three feathers.

They never had any letterposts on their paws, and many people thought that bards kept these little birds just for their beautiful voices.

But this can't be hidden from Hill.

He knew Lynn's secret long after he touched these fluffy, chubby birds.

However, Lynn didn't want to hide it. The white-throated birds he raised often stayed in the garden of the floating castle when they were free.

The fruit here has always been very attractive to them.

Lynn recruited a little bird, pinched a feather and concentrated on recording the news, and then said directly to it: "Silvermoon City Poet Academy, Falkruken Hall, Emile Oxon, come back when you have a reply. "

Hill suddenly looked up at Lynn.

The person he was talking about... was not Lin En's teacher. I never expected that Lin En, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, would have a friend who taught bards the rope skills!

Although he didn't stay at Silvermoon City University for a long time, Emile Oakson's famous name, Hill, was still well known.

The art of activating the rope is not something everyone can teach.

(End of this chapter)