Surviving the Fourth Calamity

Chapter 809 Practice Your Hands Before Going to War

Leila looked at the dozens of Aglaia city guards standing by the gate of the city hall, and signaled to them with a smile: "Everyone, welcome to Luskan. I hope we can have a good time together. During the time you stay in Luskan, my colleagues in Luskan and I will definitely provide the most enthusiastic service."

Her compliment to the elves was actually a bit late.

It may be because the elf city guards behaved very well and kept calm even when they heard something that made them uncomfortable, making Lyra and Luskan officials forget that these city guards were originally crusaders .

What they are least afraid of is discussing with others whether the elves are strong or not.

Hill's eyelids were slightly heavy, and he didn't look at the strange expressions of three-point mockery and seven-point disdain squeezed out by those elves. He silently turned the direction on the chair, such a beautiful... no... villain's expression, these guys and the undead Get along very well!
Although their squadron leader is very stable, it doesn't affect who his subordinates usually play with.

Obviously Aglaia and the paladins of Tire are so stable but cheerful. When the elf city guards are not on duty, they still hang out with the undead a lot...

The only one who has a better relationship with the paladins of Tyr is Ost, the garrison officer of the elf city guard... He goes to train with those paladins above level 20 every day, and wants to be in that terrible There is hope of advancing under the pressure.

Other elves may prefer a happy life because there is no hope of progress for a long time, but Oster is different. What he pursues is the further advancement of swordsmanship, and it is difficult for him to find opportunities to improve in terms of flexibility Well, it's only possible for him to improve after he advances to Legend, so now Tiantian hopes to find a new direction under the pressure of heavy weapons.

For him...he will never give up if there is a fight...even if it is abuse.

After all, the Guardians of the Elven City grew up together. From the bastard to the present, there is no sense of accomplishment in duel training... I am already familiar with the angle of the opponent's arm and know what his next move is going to do .

It's fine when you're out together, but when you're training together, it's no fun at all.

Now, even if the guard of Luskan has actually given up the idea of ​​trying to have a sense of existence with the elves, the city guards of Aglaia have no intention of letting them go.

The captain of the guard, Oster, stepped forward quickly, and the stern, shining swordsman grabbed the guard's arm: "The guards of Aglaia City haven't fought anyone for a long time, and they are worried that they will be killed during the battle." It's a drag!

It just so happens that you also want to know how your abilities are. "

The guard moved his body, as if he wanted to struggle away from the big man who was firmly controlling him, but unfortunately it was useless: Shining Swordsman is the representative of pursuing the limit of swordsmanship, and he also has to exercise his own strength, let alone Oss Te is still a kind of voter.

It's just because the god swordsinger he obeys is only a demigod, so Oster didn't act so powerful.

But as long as he stands at the front desk, people with real eyesight will be able to spot the difference in Oster's identity.

Of course, Lila had discovered the characteristics of Oster that resonated with her at this moment.

The gift of divinity will always make people have some extraordinary performances... Just like the sisters in Silver Hands, when they appear, people will always see their existence first.

Laila's blue-purple eyes suddenly widened, and then turned her head to look at Hill suddenly, her eyes fluttered, and she hesitated to speak.

Hill didn't have any tricks, but he decided to deal with the needs of the city guard first: Although he already felt that the guard was probably not smart enough to be used by others... Otherwise, he would think of the elves threatening them, It is not impossible to think of the crisis that Hill has not asked his name until now.

Hill propped his chin silently and looked at the little commotion over there. Although the guard officer was a little stupid, his subordinates seemed to be quite convinced of him. Now several of them rushed over to rescue him from Oster's subordinates. come out.

Apart from the guard officer, there were only four squadron leaders who were qualified to enter the hall, and three of them rushed over to help.

Out of the corner of Hill's eye, he saw another one... Although this one looked calm, he actually chose a favorable position, so that when elves came out to help their captain, they could stop them first.

At least the guards are fine. He glanced at Laila. Although this lady has a lot of small thoughts, her style of doing things is quite aboveboard.

Hill smiled and stood up: "Let's do this! I remember that the Trasil elves on the opposite side also like to fight, but the square is really not a suitable place.

It just so happened that the part of the island similar to the terrace on Pulver's back was still vacant, so let it become an arena for the brave. "

He walked out of the hall slowly, flew into the sky, and threw an oval stadium.

The people who came out were a little surprised. The appearance of this building was very interesting, a bit like a bird's nest... But they were not sure. Many people thought it might be more like a dragon's nest.

The buildings built by Hill have always been in the style of elves, exquisite and full of natural atmosphere. This kind of building is a bit wild in the eyes of Toril nobles, which surprises everyone who sees it.

It wasn't until they heard the undead standing on the side discussing that Hill actually liked William's architectural style that these doubtful people realized that it turned out to be a famous building in the past world of the archmage.

This is understandable, many legendary masters who left their hometown would choose some flavor of their hometown when making strange things.

Hill, who was completely misunderstood as homesick, looked at the bird's nest and sighed softly, finally thinking of the usefulness of this thing.

Such a large and useless alchemy space building... He made three of them!
Even if they are undead, it is estimated that few will spend a lot of money to buy a stadium to go back.Not to mention other people, generally speaking, those who buy alchemy space buildings are mages... no mage would choose such a house that is similar to a Colosseum or an arena.

Although he tried to control it, as long as he thought that William would have done this first...and his existence would not be exposed, Hill couldn't suppress himself as a civil engineer at all.

This is a bird's nest!The steel frame structure once fascinated him to the bird's nest!

Hill was thinking, after returning to Aglaia, put another one next to the alchemy hall, just to change the place for the battle of the undead, and don't stay in the square every day to spoil his own citizens... The expressions of the group of elves , so that he is still stuck in his throat.

The peculiar character of the elves is really hard to learn, and it takes two or three seconds to learn badly.

He glanced at Oster, who was still holding onto the guard, and tried hard to keep a calm expression: "Oster, do you want to live next to this arena?
Of course, it is also possible to choose to live in Purvi. "

"Just here! It's more convenient." Oster said firmly.

It seems that if they don't fight this fight, they will probably suffocate to death.

Hill could only choose to make his loyal subordinates feel better. He waved his hand and placed a tower building at the last corner of the semi-circular island: "From now on, this will belong to your city guards. Go and hold it." The doorknob, tens of times in my heart, when we go back, remember to put it away by ourselves.

You can handle the rest by yourself!Remember to go to the opposite Alchemy Hall and say hello to the Trasil Artifact.

Don't forget because you are busy doing other things...don't even be able to stand on the city wall. "

Oster nodded quickly: "Of course, I'll let the vice-captain go."

Hill casually smiled at Laila: "I wonder if Luskan has anything else to do? If it's something that has already been reported, don't worry about it. I've read Ms. Laila's report and I'm very satisfied."

Lila immediately laughed happily: "Then it's nothing to worry about. It is estimated that there will be a large number of caravans in the Hidden Forest until spring, but Silvermoon City has already confirmed that they will send people over.

Now the only focus of Luskan is the defense in winter, and I will try my best to ensure that the city does not suffer any losses.

On the contrary, this Captain Oster, is a bit unbelievably strong!I don't know if he has been favored by any god? "

Although this lady is quite skilled, her style of doing things is quite comfortable. Now Hill can be sure that the guy who encouraged the guards to come forward is not Laila.

Otherwise, she wouldn't care about the unlucky ghost who had been dragged into the arena at all. She probably just knew about it, but because she herself was a little doubtful about the elves, she didn't plan to care.

In fact, Hill could understand that although these officials were hired by Laila, they were not brought by her. Before the friendship between colleagues was established, Laila would not care about the life and death of these people.

At worst, it would be fine to change it if she made a mistake. If she could help her clear up a little bit of doubt before she was driven away, it would be a waste recycling, which would be much more cost-effective.

Hill observed for a while, but felt suspicious about the guys behind Lila who seemed to be smiling but kept staring at the arena.

But he didn't plan to take care of it. In fact, he still wanted to manage the city in accordance with Toril's style.

The existence of the undead can't affect their internal struggles. Hill really wants to see how these officials will use their wrists under such strict monitoring.

Hill glanced at the arena again, and then said to Laila, whose face was full of signs that his old lady could not bear it anymore: "Oster! The swordsinger likes him very much."

Laila's eyes first flashed a trace of bewilderment, and then revealed a look of sudden realization.

Hill didn't think it was strange that she was bewildered. Swordsinger's reputation was due to Rose's relentless pursuit of him. Otherwise, most of the gods of the elf gods would have no sense of existence among humans. .

After all, they are completely unreliable existences for human beings.

(End of this chapter)