Surviving the Fourth Calamity

Chapter 804 Luskan's Interlude

Although the elves of the solitary type pride themselves on being lofty, they don't have to look down on people they don't like...but the chances of causing trouble are relatively small.

Even if they are undead, they are used to encountering some NPCs with a particularly cold and arrogant attitude. For them, as long as they have a good face, Tsundere is also cute.

So Hill wasn't worried about any troubles in the newly-appeared elf town. At most, the undead were more enthusiastic about watching at first.

He nodded to Lynn: "I can give them shelter, and I won't ask them to offer any loyalty, but they must ensure that they will not be biased towards evil."

Lynn laughed: "It shouldn't be a problem.

Mithril elves... Although they are also chaos-type, they are more like the first-generation elves who followed Corellon. They don't like to hurt others, and they mainly focus on defense.

If they hadn't been particularly stubborn in adhering to their traditional beliefs, they wouldn't have migrated to outer planes as a whole during the war 2000 years ago.

I guess they will agree so readily this time, because they have lost contact with the fortress of the outer plane and have no way out, so they found you under some vague hints.

Otherwise, they who have always ignored worldly affairs would not know you that well.

However, Mithril Elves have always been firm in their choices. Even if you give them a lot of freedom and don't require them to obey certain orders, they will still regard you as the leader of the alliance.

It is estimated that in their hearts, the Trassil elves are already members of their alliance... That would be pretty good.

Hill, when the world returns to normal, you don't have to worry about the undead being idle and causing trouble... You can definitely send them to the outer plane fortress of the Mithril Elves!
There are many enemies over there, and they are endless. There are fights every day, and they are more diligent than demons. "

Hill exhaled lightly: "So, this should be Corellon's will? I'll just say it! How could these elves be so wise all of a sudden."

Lynn laughed helplessly: "Actually, I think it's him too... But I can't speak so clearly like you. In Toril, when faced with the oracle that the gods didn't make public, many people spoke in an ambiguous manner. Way, after all, in case of a wrong guess?

There are so many elves and gods, who knows if another one opened the mouth..."

Hill laughed: "Forget it! Even the spirit gods probably don't understand what's going on with me!"

Lynn didn't speak...he kept in touch with the elves' Royal Fleet and the Supreme Forest, and of course he knew a lot of absurd guesses...even many elves would come to him and ask which one was closer to reality.

Of course Lynn knew a lot, but he couldn't say anything!

He has read the brochures of the undead, and he has heard some speculations of the undead... But they are exaggerated... The king of the elves, Trasil, seems to be very unpopular, in the nonsense of the undead According to the most popular rumors, Hill's grandmother was born to Hill's ancestor of the Earth Bear and the Elf God King who turned into a female bear...

But their brochure clearly stated that the grandmother was a beautiful half-elf who could turn into a peregrine falcon and a leopard... More importantly, there was a mother who fought against a pure-blood male elf who betrayed her. coming.

Lynn felt that although the Trashiel elves only wore a layer of elf skin, they were almost no different from elves in terms of spreading messages, and they were even better... Mainly because elves had only seen Toril. The world, the undead's own world, this kind of story seems to be quite exciting.

So the stories they processed are also very innovative... The elves must be able to absorb a lot of essence from them.

As a friend, the only thing he can do is that these terrible stories don't come from himself... But Lin En feels that it won't last long.

The elves are particularly interested in Corellon's private life, and a descendant of God like Hill, who can be recognized by the father of the elves, is bound to suffer a lot of prying eyes.

But if Hill can tolerate the undead...the elves are fine, at least the elves are a little more reserved than the undead, and even if they are full of question marks, they will not directly ask him.

Hill looked at the hundreds of puppets in the castle, then turned to Lynn and asked, "If you need puppets, let Martha come to Liszt.

After all, the elemental elves won't be able to come back in a short time, so it's better to try not to have any dead spots for monitoring in the territory. "

Lynn nodded: "I will let Martha scan the situation of the entire territory, and calculate how much is needed first. Moreover, if you use the prison in the future, you have to open a path in the middle of the green forest, right? It is best to use it there. Puppet supervision.

Forget about the guards of the elf city... maybe one of their brothers and sisters, or even uncles and aunts, will be imprisoned. "

Although Lin En didn't hate these elf noble children who bullied him when he was a child, he couldn't help ridiculing them occasionally.

After all, most of the elf cubs are bear children... The birth rate of pure blood elves has not dropped in a day or two, and they are better than dragons.

So even if these elves have been around for 200 years, most elves can say 'they're still children' with a smile, and put up with their nonsense willingly.

Coupled with the protection of Lynn and his cousins, at most it sounds a little ugly, and he was pushed and shoved a few times. years later.

At this time, the hatred between them is more like the resentment formed in childhood: they don't want the other party to be in any danger, and they might even help each other when they encounter trouble, but they don't want to speak well of the other party.

Obviously Lynn felt that this matter would affect the life of the city guards in Aglaia, so he made a patch in front of Hill, but what he said would definitely not be so pleasant.

Hill couldn't help laughing out loud: "Hehe~ You can deal with such trivial matters, do you need me to open the way and transplant trees by the way?"

Lynn said blankly: "No, just leave these matters to the druids. Don't you still have to copy the books?"

Hill's laughter stopped abruptly.

He turned his head and looked at the towering bookcase: he had only completed two floors of the seven-story bookcase.

Hill frowned, and drove Lin En away bitterly: "Why are you still here? Go to work!"

Lynn left with a smile, leaving only a stack of documents behind: "You should take a look at the paperwork from Luskan, and write a letter to Ms. Leila if you have read it."

The last thing Hill wants to read is the text, but Lynn is right. Ms. Leila has just entered his command, so he must show that he takes it seriously. It doesn’t matter if he was not at home before, and he should give some feedback when he comes back... ...How to say this lady sent a thick work report.

Hill looked down at the little things in daily life, and a question mark suddenly popped up in his heart: Oops... the fragments of the portrait of Hei Tong are in the Black Rod Tower!

What about midnight pre-adult education...?

The little girl Edna who was worried by Hill had nothing to worry about... Laila was too busy, so she directly took Charlotte as her deputy.

The young twins can still be brought by the two ladies, Edna is not suitable. Anyway, this girl is also easy to learn and does not need parental supervision. Luskan is safe enough now, at least the island where the Snow Palace is located. Surely no problem.

After the two adults put layers of protection on her, they let Edna go out to play by herself.

And what Lila gave Edna was a child's hand-sized talisman made from a broken corner of a black-eyed oil painting... After Kelben got a larger piece of oil painting, he made the rest It has become a pendant and a talisman, and this is a relatively large one.

The main ability of that oil painting before was that it could be directly connected to a mirror in the kingdom of the goddess of magic. If Mystra wanted to, she could directly answer the questions of the mages through the oil painting.

But now there is only the ability to add magic net spells... Kelben tried many times, but he couldn't find more spirituality in these fragments.

So he can just keep the biggest one, and the rest are meaningless to him.

When Leila left, of course she did not choose to leave the house, but directly emptied Kelben's private warehouse.

She and her children will not compete with Kelben's most proud nephew and his older sons for the inheritance rights of the two cities in the future, and just take some good things from him, which is already very cheap for them!
Speaking of which, Laila would choose to give this talisman to Edna, and she just hoped that the oil painting fragment would use its last strength to save her after sensing that the blood descendants of Hei Tong were in danger.

But Laila probably didn't expect...she would have such a weird idea, and she was betting that a piece of an artifact still has such a strong will, and she also received some spiritual hints.

Hei Tong left behind on this oil painting, and when he sensed Edna's existence, he quietly appeared.

Of course, the former Mistra knew that there was still her own blood on the continent of Faerun... The reason why she allowed her oil paintings to appear in the Tower of Windsong was because at that time, this was one of the top gathering places for mages in the whole continent.

Hei Tong is sure that her offspring will definitely appear in front of her one day... Even if she doesn't recognize each other, she still wants to give him the best education.

Of course, all that was left of her beautiful vision was her vision...

And Edna had a teacher who taught her in her dreams... The large amount of study time every night made the little girl not want to continue reading magic books during the day... She, who was doing nothing, was soon caught by her friend who had a strange name... The "Old Sanda King" brought into the alchemy hall opposite the Snow Palace. Every day, apart from watching interesting stories on the giant screen, he watched the never-ending one-on-one duel game in the small square.

Edna has really learned a lot of mage skills against other professions here... She has a deep understanding of what it means to use a level 0 spell well, and it can also kill handicapped people...

(End of this chapter)