Survive the Fourth Natural Disaster

In the early morning of the next day, the people of the Temple of Heim set off to the north under the furious gaze of the Tyr Paladins in the rear.

Except for a small number of undead who are idle and wandering the streets in Aglaia City, basically no one chooses to wake up so early in the morning to watch a group of strangers move.

Of course, Hill actually knew it. After all, at this time, he had just left a glass garden at the back of the city hall, just in time to see the audience.

The glass here in Toril is actually the special product of elves, FRP, which is a material manufactured by a complex alchemy process. It has both the hardness of steel and the transparency of glass. It is an extraordinary material created by wing elves and sun elves. Steel is hard but much lighter... So although it is mainly used as a building material, there are still some elves or humans who prefer to attract attention and use this as armor or even weapons.

The price of this material is actually quite expensive, and it is relatively rare on the Faerun Continent... The sun elves like to use this material to build palaces or noble houses, and they basically don't sell them.

People with so much money really might as well get themselves a set of mithril armor... that thing can still be mixed into the white armor on the battlefield.

FRP armor will not work, it is too dominant. That transparent, reflective armor and weaponry, in some ways, often draws unnecessary attention rather than offering a tactical advantage.

In other words, it is the existence that attracts the most artillery fire on the battlefield... The elves and people who use this thing are either too confident in their own abilities or too confident in their IQ.

In fact, Hill has always made glass fiber reinforced plastic... But this thing really means nothing to him who can easily get crystals.

But when he was going to sneak over to do it in the dark, Corellon, who was contacted by Hill in a special way, suggested that he build such a building in his own territory... The elves and half-elves under Hill's command Enough already, Aglaia better be a little more iconic.

Hill's past territory was said to be an elf style, but it can also be said to be a natural style. Elves don't only like creatures with natural scenery, they also like luxury.

Sun elves in particular...Magical creations of glass, crystal and silver are their style.

Although Hill didn't think it was necessary, he certainly had glass fiber reinforced plastics... Although Hill didn't say a word, he knew how to make many traditional alchemy creations of elves. And since he will, with his character, of course he will make a finished product to see the effect... He sometimes wonders if his inherited memory is directly from Corellon, Hill is really reluctant to admit that the elf **** king actually know these things.

So after putting away the crystal gems connected with Corellon, Hill decided to make the outer building of his plantation a glass palace covering an area of ​​1,000 square meters, and then use the space spar to expand it to 200 hectares. A large amount of pure soil dug from the White Dragon Mountains was spread into it.

The energy contained in the air on Toril's side is indeed much less than that of Trahill, so if you don't want to consume a lot of energy spar, 200 hectares of land is already the limit of Hill's ability.

But it was enough just to grow some herbs, and Hill stayed up all night, sweating hard, finally finishing Flange's list before the sun came up.

He handed over the picking of the last batch of herbs to the Floating Castle, who stayed with him all night, and laughed all night to release the task. Hill returned to the floating castle with a stern face under the morning light, and then saw the temple of Heim. Figures of people leaving in a hurry.

The messenger of Neverwinter also followed behind the paladin in embarrassment, a look of panic.

At first, Hill was a little puzzled... He wanted to embarrass the city of Aglaia for being abandoned by a certain temple... Why should these people leave in the spotlight!

Although Hill thinks that people who have this kind of thinking have problems in their heads, his identity as a descendant of Corellon is not well known, but it is not a secret.

An existence like Hill would be regarded as a future **** to a certain extent, even if Heim came to express his dissatisfaction directly, it would have no effect, let alone some ordinary believers.

But later, he saw the priest of Tyre and the knight of justice standing on the wall beside his own temple, with a bad face and fierce eyes.

What surprised Hill in particular was that the demigod-level paladin leader of the Silver Shield did not stand at the forefront... You must know that in the Temple of Tyre, the identities of priests and paladins are actually calculated by themselves. You can tell who is the boss at a glance, but outsiders can't understand their complicated relationship: it seems that the level is the same, how can this city be determined by the Paladins, and the other city will become a priest …

So in order to prevent people from outside thinking about whether they have any infighting, the Tyr believers simply stood by their abilities... not their identities.

That is to say, the head of the Silver Shield standing on the back right can only be ranked third in terms of rank... He is still Tyr's **** descended!

Hill glanced at it in a trance... Ah, the white-bearded priest standing at the front seems to be the high priest of Tyr who was in charge of defending the Hell Gate Castle in the High Forest!

Then the one on his left should be one of the six leaders of the Knights of Justice... The Silver Shield is just one of the sub-groups, although it is more independent because of the special status of the leader... Only that has been held by Tyr himself. Only the six chiefs of the award ceremony are qualified to represent the entire Knights of Justice.

Hill couldn't help scratching his head. He almost forgot that in the northern continent of Faerun, the largest stronghold of the Knights of Justice was Hell Gate Castle... but it was broken.

And then there's Neverwinter... but that's where it turned.

The Tyr believers looked around at a loss. There were many cities in the northern continent that welcomed their arrival. However, the cities they admired already had their own beliefs... It was almost a provocation for them to go there.

Of course, Tyre's followers are not afraid to fight for Tyre... However, Tyre himself is a good man and has always adhered to the path of justice... How could such Tyre allow his loyal followers to provoke a war of faith?

So in the end, it was the half-elf-ruled territory of Hill, which was the most suitable for them... Lord Aglaia didn't care about the expansion of the Temple of Tyre in his territory, even if there were tens of thousands of people, it would not be necessary for him. defensive place.

The existence of the undead, to a certain extent, gave Hill the confidence to tolerate everything, but his almost lawful and kind stance made it impossible for Aglaia to expand.

The most important thing is... For the first time, the paladins of Tyre can bring their families to settle in the same city. Many lords welcome paladins and even priests of Tyre... but they do not welcome their families who are also believers of Tyre.

The first time Hill heard the complaints of the paladins, he quickly understood the reason: the paladins don't go shopping in the market every day, and they don't really have much contact with the low-level civilians.

But their families can... But how many territories dare to let Tyr's believers hang out in their civilian areas?

If Neverwinter hadn't had a king at that time, it wouldn't have let the Temple of Tyre bring so many family members... Then when the king came to power and the major nobles were in place, wouldn't the family members of the Paladins feel excluded?

But Lynn of Aglaia has never refused their request to bring their families, so this is really the best home that Tyr believers can find.

However, their self-confessed ally, a partner who has fought side by side for many years, the Temple of Heim, has acted out of rage.

The believers in Tyre came, and the practice of the Temple of Heim was not the face of Lord Hill, but the faces of them who had to bring the Temple of Heim to Aglaia!

In the end, before the anger disappeared, they discovered the secret provocation method of the Temple of Heim... The righteous knights suddenly realized that those so-called friendships were all their own thoughts, and others did not think so.

That's why Hill witnessed this scene... Under the witness of the three Tyrian voters, the temple of Tyre and the temple of Heim have parted ways since then, and there is no more friendship.

Hill, who silently slipped back to the study, didn't care about the anger and disappointment of Tyr's believers... It's just that it ended like this, it's a beautiful fairy tale, isn't it?

Rubbing his hands, Hill decided to continue his life of copying books. He had no doubt that Fran would come to see what he was doing... Alchemy experiments are a very troublesome and tedious work, sometimes tiring and even annoying. Time to go out and shake.

Hill's roof garden has formed a unique environment under various special factors, which is especially suitable for clearing up complicated emotions and calming chaotic thinking.

Fran also likes to sit there, and from there to Hill's study, the only difference is to open a door.

Fortunately, Hill, who was conscientiously copying books under the supervision of his parents, was soon greeted by the dragon sending team three days later... He was a little suspicious that these guys had lost the dragon halfway and arrived at Aglaia so late. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

But he quickly understood the delay of the undead... There must be a lot of interesting collisions between these guys and these young dragons, young dragons and even young dragons... Otherwise, the undead wouldn't have turned their carriages into prisoners Cage, and even contributed his own mount to pull the cart.

Hill saw the lead 'Old Sanda King' and some of her friends... Their white dragons are probably already contracted, they should be the adult dragons lying on the tall cage and dangling their tails lazily. .

They don't care at all that their juniors are locked in a cage, their faces are full of misery, their front paws are holding the railings and wailing, and sometimes they even use their long tails to slap a little dragon that howl too loudly.

Hill silently retracted his head, the only person who could do such a thing was the Sanda King sitting in a wolverine with a cold face.

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