Survive the Fourth Natural Disaster

Hill was in a good mood with a group of goblins and a part of the elf city guards who wanted to go to Luskan to fight into the magic ship Purvi.

For these young and strong elves, it has been a long time since they participated in a formal war.

Aglaia is good in everything, but there are too few opportunities to fight, and they still want to work hard to find a chance to advance to the legend.

The Elf Crusaders, who finally recovered from the pain of the innocent death of their comrade-in-arms, cheered up again, sitting on the terrace on Purvi's back, chatting and laughing, admiring the thousands of miles of ice below.

After leaving the territory of Aglaia, the sea area after Neverwinter had completely frozen into a solid sea of ​​ice.

Seeing these lively elves, Hill sat on the sofa in mid-air and pondered: he had to chat with the time-space artifact, and when arranging Luskan's defense line, don't give all the fighting terrain to the undead. .

At the very least, it is necessary to leave some space for these local Toril forces to express themselves. The undead are not forces that can always be counted on. .

After all, no game can be popular forever, people's hobbies will change... Maybe when the mecha game will occupy the mainstream again, most players will always pursue the most popular.

Unless these games relate to their realities... the horrors of games mirroring reality, Hill can only hope that never happens.

He is very clear that there are still many people like him in the technological society... Although he always talks about looking forward to a more exciting life, he will never really hope that it will happen around him.

Just adapting to the change in concept, for an otaku like Hill, has already exhausted all his efforts. He just used silence to hide the pain of having to change.

But some of the concepts in his bones remained, and finally formed the contradictory Archmage Hill Bolaño.

These lovely undead may only exist in his life for a few short years, at most decades, but Hill is already very satisfied... They have brought a great influence to Hill, making the past That he was retained more, instead of changing beyond recognition when his outlook on life was impacted.

Hill looked at the white city that appeared below. The tall cold trees were also covered with a thick layer of snow. Some undead were flying up and down to clean up, probably because they were worried that the branches would be crushed.

The roofs on both sides of the strait also seem to have been cleaned, but they have been covered with ice and snow... The buildings in Luskan never exceed two stories, and they are all sloping roofs, and the foundations are also very thick, so no matter how heavy the snow is, Just clean it once a day in the morning and evening.

Purvi fell on the snow palace, and the elves slid down quickly.

Lyra, along with Charol and other officials, were already waiting in the square in front of the palace.

Hill slowly fell, Vera and the little flower fairies danced around him, and the undead onlookers made a huge noise.

Laila felt nothing at all, in stark contrast to some of the officials behind her with dissatisfied expressions on their faces.

Hill deeply felt that, even if he had another territory in the future, as long as he could still have a relationship with the undead, the person in charge had better either be a meticulous and emotionless Taling, or he could just follow along. Play Chaos Faction.

Otherwise, those officials in Toril who have always been stubborn and conservative may be mad at the undead... Hill is looking for people to work, and he can't turn all the government officials into consumables!

Luskan can still maintain the balance between the two sides. In addition to the proper control of the time and space artifact, it is also thanks to Laila that although she is neutral and has a tendency to be chaotic, she has been in contact with the lawful camp all the year round, so she can handle both aspects. not bad.

Aglaia's Lynn, on the other hand, is the type with a little lawful tendency in the chaotic camp, and can also adapt to the style of these undead, and can deal with the little troubles they bring in no matter what happens.

Sure enough, it was his luck that he was able to choose the most suitable mayor before he could react... Hill gave himself a boost... Just remember to find someone according to these two modes in the future.

"Laila." Hill said with a mild smile, "It's been a hard time for you."

"This is my honor, Lord." The beautiful silver-haired lady laughed, twisting her waist lightly towards Hill, charming and moving.

Hill walked over without changing his face, the corner of the black robe swiped lightly on the snow, not giving Lady Silverhand any chance to put her hand into his arm: "Just like Lynn, just call me Hill.

It's too cold this year. The orcs will definitely go down the mountain and try to raid the south. You will be busier in the next few months. I came here this time to see if the defensive city wall has been built and if there are any loopholes . "

Laila followed him nonchalantly: "Luskan will not have any problems, the elf Trahir is really capable, this is the most defensive city wall I have ever seen in Toril, Hell's Gate Castle can't compare."

"That's good." Hill nodded slightly to the officials at all levels who were saluting him on both sides of the road: "As a reward for your dedication during this time, I will pay you an extra month from my private bank. salary.

When the Orc War is over, I will give a more generous reward. "

Laila said from behind: "Luskan's city warehouse is enough to provide these rewards. I also prepared a reward for them."

Hill turned to look at her and nodded in appreciation: "This is very good, those who work hard will of course get more rewards.

However, how much Luskan pays is up to your city hall, and I will not interfere with the normal work of the city government.

But what I got from my private treasury was my reward as a lord to those who worked hard for me. "

Laila lowered her head slightly, and then smiled: "Of course, thank the Lord for your generosity."

Hill turned his head, walked straight to the main hall of the Snow Palace, and sat down on the lord's throne above the main hall: "These are the elven city guards of Aglaia, they don't want to stay behind to enjoy the protection of others, So plan to fight.

But there is no need to worry about this. I remember that I arranged to have the artifact working for the Trasil Elves design the defense area. During this time, your various defense measures should have been in place, right? "

"Respected Lord." A big man in armor stood up, "There is something we don't understand, it is normal for the Trahir elves to become the main force of defense, even Tyr, Heim and Tempus's. The temple guards occupy the frontal battlefield of the defense, and we have nothing to say.

But why are the elves of Mulan, after they come, can also stand in a higher position than our Luskan defense force?

Even if you bring Aglaia's city guards, you probably won't have much space to pack! "

Hill gently raised his right hand and pressed down: "When the artifact is designed for defense, it will only be based on ability, not relationship... He is the artifact of a powerful **** on Trahill's side, even if it is Corellon. You can't directly instruct him to do anything, you have to discuss it carefully.

Not letting you in the front will only prove that you are not strong enough.

If you don't agree, you can go to the Mulan elves to try it out... It's good to fight until the point is reached. This is my word. I think the elves of Mulan will still give me this face.

But...if you're afraid of losing face, you can try it with the Aglaia City Guard first.

They were also the warriors who were trained on Yongju Island... but they couldn't beat their elder brothers and sisters, otherwise, they would not have crossed the ocean to find their future on the mainland. "

Hill glanced at the big man who wanted to speak, and said coldly, "For me, anyone in Luskan is an outsider.

If you really overthrew the Aglaia City Guard, tell me something else!

Now, back off! "

Hill already understood why Laila seemed dissatisfied with him. He let the elves settle in Luskan without asking her permission, but only let Lynn inform her.

This lady probably thinks that the elves are Hill's kin, and they are likely to compete with her for power.

Lyra is willing to be the mayor of Luskan because Hill, as a lord, is very powerful and can make her agree. It is not humiliating to bow down to such a Hill.

But it would be unacceptable for Layla, as the Chosen of Mystra, one of the famous Seven Sisters of the North, to have her subordinate to those elves.

Hill can understand her pride, but he won't show any apology to her. He must let Lyra determine a boundary. The ownership of Luskan will always be Hill's.

His will was Luskan's only will.

Hill has absolutely no interest in playing the game of political struggle with these Toril people who have made great progress. Laila's loyal follower.

This is human nature. Even if there are very perfect monitoring methods, there are still some things that Taling can't understand.

But after acting tough, you can appease the already very unhappy lady a little, after all, after being beaten like this, she still remains calm.

"Laila, all the elves need is to participate in the war against the Orcs. This is Prince Ramriel's request to me, and I gave them this opportunity." Hill said slowly, "They need to be involved in the affairs of the continent. A sense of participation. So just hand them over to the opposite Trahir artifact, and you don't need to worry about anything else."

The silver-haired lady quickly understood the meaning of Hill's words, and immediately laughed: "That's good, many people are a little worried, if the elves also participate in the competition of Luskan officials, they are really a little embarrassed for their weaker abilities. ."

At this time, Laila finally thought of the feelings of the Aglaia City Guards standing at the end with a strange expression on their faces.