Survive the Fourth Natural Disaster Chapter 493

Hill ignored the people who rushed out of the hotel and pointed at him above, holding his chest in both hands and doubting life.

This shopping street, he certainly can't let the people of the Knights of the Silver Shield run it, which means he has to take out a few store cores and store-only puppets, and have to think about what products will fill these stores.

He was obviously trying to save trouble, but every time he considered too much, on the contrary, there was not much less.

Hill gave a dissatisfied 'tsk', and finally decided to leave the matter to Liszt to deal with. Just taking care of the floating castle was a bit too much for Liszt to use.

He raised his hand and built a wide avenue in front of the shopping street to reach the final maze, using thin and long flower beds to divide the sidewalks.

Then, a three-storey shop was built on the opposite periphery.

As for the homes, of course they are behind those shops.

Close to the main road are rows of one-and-half-story low-rise houses, with a small road between them, and the second half is a two-and-half-story building.

He thought about it again, removed the shop in front of the alley and built a tall iron gate.

This is actually a measure to guard against the gentleman but not the villain, but what Hill really relies on is the water system.

He just didn't want to punish him without teaching.

If such an obvious isolation was done in Hill, and it was still necessary to cause trouble, then he would not have the right to sue Hill for injustice.

Hill didn't mind at all, Tyre's priest or paladin opened a court in his own territory.

This is enough. Hill has no desire to help others re-establish their ideals in life. It is better to leave these things to these guys who call themselves judges.

Although he built all the simplest white stone houses in Silvermoon City, they actually looked pretty after being lined up like this.

Hill nodded in satisfaction and turned back to the castle.

Terry squatted on the roof of the hotel and watched the magnificent magic show.

Of course, he walked slowly back to the tavern, and couldn't help thinking in his mind that compared to the temple and Hill's floating castle, such a rough stone house could indeed be regarded as Hill's hands-on practice.

However, for the people of Faerun Continent, this is no different from a miracle.

He walked into the tavern and looked at a group of alcoholics who were hesitant to talk to him, sitting casually on the high chairs behind the bar.

Terry suddenly felt that there was nothing wrong with exposing himself as a dragon, and the lord here would not trouble him, it was better than a group of people chasing him to ask the truth.

In the past, these guys were not so polite. They have been testing the origins of Hill and who is behind them. They just don't understand. Some people can rely on their own strength to pass through the entire Faerun Continent unimpeded.

I just don't know what those tin cans of Tyre want to do. Terry thought with some melancholy, Hill and them seemed to have a very good relationship, and he was willing to receive those stiff iron fists at home.

If they come often in the future, will his tavern go bankrupt?

Although Hill paid for the cost, Terry felt bitterly painful at the thought of losing money.

A man dressed as a traditional ranger approached Terry: "Terry, that nature mage seems to have a good relationship with the Knights of Justice?

Will it affect you here? "

Terry glanced at the mark on the ranger's chest before sitting up slowly.

The harpist, no wonder he dared to ask him directly.

"Don't worry." Terry said slowly, "As long as you don't cause trouble, Hill won't let the Paladin enter the tavern and put the camp to detect.

And the people in Tyre are just crazy, they haven't gotten crazy yet, they don't know what's going on here in the north. I suspect that they are rushing to the ruins of the Baal Temple.

No one stayed here before, of course, there would be no problem. Now that there are so many people here, some people are really easy to be deceived by Baal. What should I do if things go out of Baldur's Gate?

Anyway, Hill and I don't care about the person who sent us to death. "

"You mean, Mr. Hill will let Tyre's people enter his territory?" The ranger thought for a while, then asked, "Can we harpists come, too?"

"What are you doing here?" Terry said lazily with his chin in his hand, "Hill doesn't want to build any power or make enemies, ah, of course, except for Ambori.

If Ambori's IQ was not enough to attack Aglaia, Hill might not attack her. "

The ranger gave a smirk.

They all understood that with Ambori's IQ, she would definitely come.

Aglaia's divine light is only weak divine power, and Ambo will never think that he is inferior to this new god.

But the people here are all pouring holy water every day, and they understand very well that it's not a class of existence.

"The location here is very good," the ranger said sincerely, "and we think this believer who doesn't hate Melika."

"Nonsense, Hill is a Nature Mage." Terry rolled his eyes. "You actually want to say that Melika's followers won't cause trouble in this place, right?

how? In Neverwinter or Deep Water, there was a fight because of tree felling? "

"Neverwinter." A businessman next to him said with a smile, "Don't they like to plant flowers? Some merchants cut down the almost useless old flower tree to plant more valuable ones, but a druid of Melika just happened to see it. , Almost crazy.

Tyr couldn't help him hurting people in Neverwinter City, so he was expelled directly.

Does the harpist want that guy to come here? Don't do it, we can have wood in our goods. "

Terry's expression suddenly became serious.

Just kidding, for many merchants in Neverwinter City, Melika's fanatics are more troublesome than Tir's.

They can transport wood and fur from Luskan to the road all the year round, and no one wants to face a crazy Melika believer.

"No, of course not." The ranger shook his head frantically, "That guy has been ordered to stay in the High Forest.

It's just that his successor is a bit troublesome, and it's not suitable to be sent to Neverwinter City, and Deepwater City is even worse. We are really afraid of big trouble.

The priest Melika sent out to open the temple didn't know why he was always so maverick. "

"Who is it? Dryad?" Terry fell back into the high chair again.

The people around all looked at the ranger with surprise. If it were a dryad, it would be really good. This kind of creature rarely appeared in the temple of Merikai outside the forest.

But the cool enough dress, the beautiful and pure appearance, and the timid and pitiful character, many men in the North love this kind of, probably because the women cultivated in the real ice and snow are strong and strong enough.

Just like the few female soldiers who are drinking here, their squinting and sneer expressions and the giant axe at hand are enough to deter all men who want to strike up a conversation.

The same goes for the female rangers. If you want to have a drink with them, you must first use the scimitars they set on the table.

Although the tree monster can only look at it, many people are willing, and even some guys are willing to declare that they believe in Merikai in order to enter the temple and have a look.

The ranger knew exactly what these people were thinking, so he vetoed it sternly: "No, the dryad is okay, anyway, they won't leave the temple.

It is a female wood elf with a unicorn. Come out of the Supreme Forest, a representative of the Harpers League. "

"You are so miserable! But why do we have to accept this big trouble? Don't we just send it to Silvermoon City?" Terry finally understood what these harpists were thinking. Hill's golden elves bloodline is very famous.

Even if he didn't believe in Melika, he would be more tolerant to a fellow elf.

"She is also the kind of devout believer who wants to fight for Melika's faith in a brand new parish." The ranger said, "Where is this kind of place in our Northland?"

"Our place!" a bald-headed Lu Sikan shouted loudly, "Lu Sikan welcomes beautiful women at any time."

"Don't worry about it!" Terry yelled, then stopped the angry ranger, "Don't ignore him, the people from Tyre just came, they were scared, and now they are trying to find something to vent their grievances.

I will help you ask Hill, but he will not necessarily agree.

Hill hates trouble.

Besides, even though Aglaia has stood firm, she also needs faith!

If Hill disagrees, you can't complain. "

The ranger nodded contentedly: "I actually only want to ask Mr. Hill and the people of the Knights of Justice to get along with ~www.mtlnovel.com~Alas!

There have been movements in the major temples recently, and I don't know what is going to happen again. "

Terry lowered his head and thought for a while. He felt that Hill might have also expressed his welcome to the Knights of Justice because he felt that something was going to happen.

Then there are more people. The more power, the more stable the position of the lord. His mother can enter her territory and settle down as long as she is in the good camp.

Good gods are also competitive. Although they won't be so obvious, most people can never lose their face as their main **** before other followers of the gods.

Terry decided to go back to ask Hill at night, and by the way he would finalize his dragon's nest with him. If an outsider came, he could take advantage of the Sword Mountain Range.

When he went back, he saw Hill lying on the sofa with a face of indifference, talking to his Liszt Taring, and Aglaia interjected with a smile beside him.

"What's the matter?" Terry asked curiously.

"It's nothing." Hill sat up, "I decided to open the store next to the pub. I have some store cores that are very suitable for opening a store. They are similar to Taring, but more rigid."

Aglaia smiled and added: "Liszt is discussing with Dad what to put on display. Dad doesn't want to care about this, but it's a pity that I need him to do something."

Hill smiled bitterly, and Liszt's words reminded him that as a natural mage, of course, selling medicine is the most normal.

The third floor is a large study room, but the alchemy laboratory on the second floor can completely separate the space of an alchemy workshop.

But Hill must choose the materials and craftsmanship of Toril, and it is best to use the materials and crafts he planted in Silvermoon City.

This is a big project and many places have to be renovated.

Hill could only sigh, how could he always dig holes for himself!

Chapter end