Survive the Fourth Natural Disaster

As soon as Hill's mailbox was erected, Lynn knew it.

He quickly understood that his little brother was sharing the pressure on himself, and he felt a little bit sour after changing his style.

Perhaps because of the noble blood relationship, Hill is much better than him who just came out of the forest in these human relationships.

Even better than most underage elves.

Lynn would never admit that it was because Hill was a mage and had a relatively high IQ, so he became so smart.

After all, every elf or half-elf first came to the human society to deceive them, and the mages were not fooled.

It's just that the elves have a long lifespan and strength. The underage elders who often follow behind them can be saved in many cases even if they are fooled.

It's just those elders who only appear at the last moment. Rather than reminding these elves who come out to experience the danger, they prefer to see a sluggish little face with despair.

And if you are just being cheated of money and sex, you can only admit that you are unlucky.

The most miserable thing is not that no one cares about sleeping in the wilderness. Elves and half-elves are the same, so there is no one who is afraid of living in a tree.

It is the unscrupulous elders who tell them all the elves who have come out to experience that they don't want to return to the forest where they came from again!

So every elf that seems to be flying away has countless unbearable past events behind it.

With this unspeakable sadness, Lin let out a word, and Hill put a mailbox in front of Hill's room, and delivered the letter directly if he had something to do.

He doesn't care about things over here.

So almost the next day, Hill received a lot of letters.

Hill watched Martha take the puppets and sorted them out one by one, and first threw out the letters that hadn't even reported their identity but wanted to buy a spell scroll.

Then came a few letters of thanks from members of the Cuelva Council.

Hill raised his brows with a strange expression.

"Daddy Hill, haven't you asked that Lynn to convey their gratitude?" Aglaia, who was floating on Hill's shoulder, asked curiously, "Do they want you to do something? I want to say it again by myself. "

"No." Hill quickly understood, "Lynn and I, because we both know the traditions of elves, we have a tacit understanding of what we do.

Lynn wouldn't get me wrong when I opened the mailbox in case he intended to control me, but the others seemed a little skeptical.

If they just sent a greeting card, it would be a bit of a dig in Linn's corner, but it would be the past.

But the thank-you letter actually negated what Lin had said before.

If there is indeed a problem between Lynn and I, then it is likely that someone else will find an alliance.

If I want to stay in Cuelva. "

"But didn't Father Hill decide to go to Silvermoon City a long time ago?" Aglaia asked a little puzzled.

"So they just test it out. What if I'm lazy and don't want to go out to face greater difficulties?" Hill laughed helplessly, "Martha, remember that when Lynn's people passed by here, let them send it away. Letter."

"What should I say? Sir." Martha asked suspiciously. "You can't just say that those people want to provoke! I'm worried that the guard might not dare to spread the word."

Hill pointed to the thank-you notes: "Just give this to Lynn, he's not stupid."

"Okay, sir." Martha nodded and went out. With the maze of woods, she could control a lot.

"Papa Hill!" Aglaia said, poking his head. "Why don't you put up a warning sign outside the maze?"

Both Hill and Aglaia could feel that after the maze was established, some of the hidden sights became eager to try.

After all, the dimensional space is not accessible to any thief, but the maze, when no one has tried the water, will only arouse their desire to peep and explore.

"The first time I use it, I also need some feedback!" Hill smiled, "If Aglaia is boring, you can also look at the fun outside. It doesn't take three or four days, I guess I won't be quiet."

Aglaia's eyes turned around, as if thinking of something funny, he rose up into the sky and went straight to the beach.

Hill glanced indifferently, no matter what Aglaia learned, he would never use it against him.

He glanced at the last few letters the puppet found.

From the gold and silver envelope, it can be seen that this is a letter from a merchant.

After opening it, it turned out that it was in charge of some large chambers of commerce in Silvermoon City.

This is the kind of person who would cause Lynn a little trouble.

They are big businessmen who send a large amount of winter supplies to Querva before each winter, and also buy herbs and meat here by the way.

Although it was not a threat to Lynn in terms of strength, the threat of cutting off the trade route was enough to make Lynn uneasy.

Even if they can only threaten, and basically can't make such a big decision, just making a little mess in the middle of the transaction can make Lynn a big loss.

Unless Lynn doesn't care about the rangers and warriors under him, but obviously he cares.

Hill glanced indifferently. Even if he was only a 14th-level mage, he could not be seen by these ordinary merchants when they visited.

It's just that if Lynn is caught in the middle, he can't get away.

Now that Hill had cut off Linn’s connection directly, these merchants immediately changed their attitudes, never mentioning door-to-door visits, and even the purchase of a spell scroll only hinted at a few words.

Hill sneered. They were testing Hill, the new mage, whether they had any comments on Linn's refusal to introduce them to them in the past few days.

They were a little smarter, knowing that Hill opened this mailbox, it might be that they were dissatisfied with the persecution of Lynn.

No wonder you can become a big businessman in a place with complicated relationships like the Silver Moon Alliance.

After Martha came back, all the letters of the same kind were directly thrown away, and Hill glanced at the last letter left.

This was sent by Hughes in the library. Besides sending thank-you notes with a few others, Hill felt that this letter was what Hughes really wanted Hill to see.

The long winter has already begun, and Hughes's library is obviously not going to have any business in the short term, at best selling ‘warm as spring’ scrolls.

So he put his attention on Hill's head. This letter asked Hill if he could help copy the various books in the library.

He can deliver to the door, and he has his own copying skills.

Hill looked at the letter from the self-recommended mage with a subtle expression: Faerun's mage doesn't seem to be very rich either.

It seems that the winter in the northern continent of Faerun is indeed terrible. Everyone is starting to cat winter, and the mages are ready to earn money with 0-level spells.

Of course Hill would agree to this suggestion. It is of course better for someone to send a ready-made copy instead of copying them every day.

Hughes knew that Hill was going to Silvermoon City, he wouldn't do anything wrong in this regard.

Hill quickly wrote back and attached a gold bar.

He knew very well that what Hughes wanted was the pure gold in his hand, not the gold coins Hill exchanged from him.

Faerun's gold is so valuable, it is estimated that most of these wizards were burned as magic materials.

Hill's puppet appeared for the first time in the small town of Querva.

Of course, Hill hasn't sent the top-notch one, although it is also a human form, but it can be recognized at a glance as a dummy.

This intermediate swordsman puppet, Hill felt that it was similar to the 9th-level ranger in this world, and there was almost no rival in this small town.

The Flange series are very good at making swordsman puppets, probably because they have the heaviest defense against swordsmen. The swordsmen of Trashir are actually similar to the assassins on Faerun's side, and they are more or less devilish. Skill.

Hill could feel many people staring at his puppet walking towards the library.

But no one planned to do it blatantly, and he couldn't help but smile.

Tonight, there will probably be a lot of guests in the maze.

This should be regarded as the first public test of the Labyrinth Forest.

Hill didn't intend to summon elements here, but those middle and low-level puppets can be used.

At the beginning, I brought these puppets who practiced hands with me, and I planned to let them go out to explore the way if they encountered any danger.

Unexpectedly, the cannon fodder hadn't been made yet, and it was more suitable for other purposes first.

Hill looked at the sky outside the dimensional space, and the snow was getting heavier and heavier. It was the first time for Hill to understand what a heavy goose feather is.

The one I've seen before is a blossoming pear blossom, but now here are slap-sized snowflakes.

The heavy snow has been falling for so long, and snow has begun to appear on the ground.

Hill muttered, "The north wind blows the ground and the white grass turns, the moon black wind is high and the murder night.", slowly walked back to the villa.

When night fell, Lynn appeared outside Hill's labyrinth.

Hill can only ask Martha to get him in.

Aglaia went back to the underwater hall unhappily to watch the maze on her own. She also wanted to discuss some techniques of the maze with Father Hill, and how to make it more painful.

If Hill knew what she thought, he would probably welcome Lynn's arrival even more.

"It seems that you are very confident in your own labyrinth!" Lynn looked at Hill who was sitting in the lobby toasting to him~www.readwn.com~, shook his head and smiled, "Then I'll wait to see the excitement. ."

Hill tilted his head and asked him, "Have you had dinner? Would you like to try my chef's specialties?"

Lynn nodded quickly: "Of course I want to eat! I've long wanted to try the feast made by the chef that comes with Mansion Art."

Hill laughed: "If you like to eat, you can come as a guest anytime! However, we may have to make a living today, and we will go to the restaurant next time."

An obtrusive dining table was placed in the living room, and the servants of the mansion had begun to put out plates of exquisite and attractive dishes.

Lynn simply took a seat, picked up the knife and fork, and replied indifferently: "There are good things to eat, and there are good shows to watch, what else to pay attention to."

Both he and Hill sitting next to him looked up at the light screen in front of the hall.

Someone has already come in.

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