The auction later went smoothly.

The people in Deep Water City quickly received that piece of land in their own hands.

The people in Neverwinter City seemed to know that they had the other half in their hands, and they had tried to add some confusion to them, but after the businessman in Deep Water City delayed the offer several times, they simply let go.

Except for the businessman in Deep Water City, this piece of land has no other interest, not even the desire to quote.

Businessmen want to make money, and normal people can't do things like this for hundreds of years.

Many people doubt that the Chamber of Commerce in Deep Water City may be the subordinate of which dragon, only they will be interested in the territory no matter where they are, and they don't care how long it takes to make money back.

Hill glanced at the opposite side again, that deep murder and hostility made his sharp nerves a little uncomfortable.

The believer of Vol'jin, although he never said a word again, he has indeed been staring at Hill.

Hill sneered. Ellastro wouldn't give the pass mark to the people of Woking. He really dared to do it in Silvermoon City. Hill could definitely bury them all underground to make fertilizer.

This time Woking cooperated with the evil dragon, and Toril's **** was almost offended by her.

It is true that the main culprit is not her, but she was able to emerge from the bottomless abyss, and even after she came out, she could stabilize her kingdom of God, and many gods played a role.

Although it was also because she didn't want her to lose the face of the gods, even the gods of the evil camp helped.

In the end, she watched the evil dragon use the gods as pawns and jokes for such a bit of magic!

Even if Kernelon hadn't intervened and caused a group of troublesome humans, the false gods that represented the meaning of the gods would become the food for the growth of the dragon!

At this moment, Woking was horrified and bored.

Otherwise, the happy goddess, who has always been softhearted, will not directly let out the wind to show.

Hill knew that Woking’s favored one would rather hold on to the ridiculous eyes of so many people and insist on what he wanted to do, not just to see who Hill is and where he lives?

Where did the mage find out where the invitation from Hill came from? He couldn't do it.

Hill didn't care if his house was found. "Golden Oak" and they didn't have the ability to enter, at best they guarded their newly bought house.

As for hiring the Shadow Walker, Hill laughed.

The only assassins who could pose a threat to him were the favored ones of Maisk, the **** of thieves, and Cyric, the prince of lies.

But those two, now maybe they are blocking the door outside of Woking God!

The biggest advantage of these two is that they are small-minded, and revenge is absolutely from morning to night.

Which godly favored one would risk being headshot by the main **** to help Wojin's person! No amount of money matters.

Moreover, there is a magic weapon on his body to prevent direct death. Some people dare to come to the door, and Hill doesn't care about sending more flower mud to the flowers and trees in Silvermoon City.

There was a soft knock on the door, and Birao hurried to open the door.

The director of the auction city came with the people from Deep Water City.

As long as Hill pays the bill and signs the exchange contract, today's affairs are over.

Hill glanced at the blank contract paper, which was provided by the auction house. It was printed with the seal of the sun **** Ransendre. There were actually the emblems of the goddess of magic and Merikai on it.

This is already the most binding contract that Fei Lun can produce.

The Deepwater City merchant wearing gorgeous robes respectfully asked Hill to write the contract himself.

For them, after they came in, they could see a mage full of natural aura, as if they had just kissed the corner of the skirt of Tamora, the goddess of luck.

Hill simply took out his own golden sun pen: This pen was specially made by Sunflower in order to write the magic scroll, and it was full of solar power.

Although this pen is particularly useful when used to write magic arts, his ink can only be made with ink made from sunflower leaves, and it can never be used to write false statements and curse other evil words.

Hill usually doesn't use it very much because he is a little bit reluctant to use ink. For Hill, the plant like Sunflower is more troublesome to plant.

But now, he feels he can use it whatever he wants.

The merchant from Deep Water City, after seeing the pen and ink, quietly breathed a sigh of relief. Temora is on it, so lucky!

Hill first settled the bill with the people at the auction house.

Seeing Hill pouring out the hill-like golden bricks from the ring, the people standing next to him couldn't help but gasp.

In fact, the people at the auction house thought that Hill would use other magic gems to settle the bill, so the steward brought a few appraisers to follow.

They couldn't help but look at Hill in awe. This kind of person who has a mine at home can still keep it, and they don't know what a terrible force is standing behind them!

"Dear guest." The steward hesitated for a while, but couldn't bear to ask, "Do you have fine gold in your hand? Silvermoon City has a little demand for fine gold recently.

Our lady has even turned to allies for help. "

Hill glanced sideways at him: "I have no need for gold coins."

The steward immediately lifted his spirits: "Can you please wait for a while? I will send someone to get the treasure booklet. Everything on it can be exchanged!

If there is still no demand, we can find it elsewhere! "

Hill knew what he was talking about was the three-story underground treasury of Silvermoon City. It was the accumulation of several generations of city owners in Silvermoon City, and there would indeed be good things.

He turned his head to look at the Deepwater City merchant who had been waiting respectfully and respectfully. He simply wrote the contract clearly and pressed his mark: a big fuzzy tree that can know the name of Hill at a glance, and there is a tree on the trunk. The shape of a bear paw.

This is the exclusive symbol he intends to use in Phelan in the future.

The leading businessman hurriedly walked over. Not only did he press the seal of his chamber of commerce, he also pressed his fingerprints with golden ink.

Hill glanced and said nothing.

The golden ink made from Xiangyang petals is enough to keep him from being invaded by evil auras year after year.

The contract that was placed in his arms like the merchant's baby, the light power radiating from it was enough to allow him to pass through places like the swamp of undead safely and worry-free.

When Hill put away his pen and ink, the people in the auction house and Deepwater City couldn't help staring at Hill's movements.

For businessmen who travel north and south, this thing is really attractive, and at first glance it can last longer than holy water.

But no one dared to ask.

This is the deterrent power of the sun **** Ransendre, no matter how friendly and enthusiastic he is, his terrifying church is enough to shut up most people.

There are no special priests under his staff. They are all part-time priests. They are very brave in battle, and the chaos caused by each attack is actually no less than that of the evil camp.

So it’s useless no matter how friendly and enthusiastic Ransendel is, many gods are very guarded against him.

Hill looked sideways again.

The steward of the auction house immediately asked, "Does the guest need to go first? We can deliver the treasure book to your residence."

Hill sneered: "No, let's finish things here! If he wants to wait, let him wait."

Even if Woking possessed him, Hill could kill him.

The people in Deep Water City presented the land certificate and left respectfully.

When Hill held it in his hand, the two proofs turned into one.

Hill looked at it in surprise, and then found that in the proof, almost all the countries, cities, and even temples of faith in the Northern Continent were stamped on it.

After the two were merged into one, a large piece of land from the home of the undead swamp to the easternmost side of Baojian Peak was all included.

"This was when I first sold this piece of land, Esladro suggested that we give us a surprise. If someone really wants to rebuild the city or even the country there, all the forces on the northern continent will recognize him from the beginning.

It can't make people waste their efforts to purify the swamp of undead.

However, I really didn't expect that it will be in the hands of the guests in the end, and your luck is really good. "A lady walked in gracefully.

Hill just nodded, didn't intend to say anything, and put away the land certificate blankly.

Just treat this female mage as the steward of the auction house, he didn't intend to participate in the messy things in Silvermoon City.

"I'm Sinnheihe." The beautiful female mage frowned ~lightnovelpub.net~ and then smiled immediately, "Dear guest, I'm here for fine gold.

Knowing that you are here sometimes, I am too excited to come over by myself.

Sorry to disturb the guest. As compensation, I can directly expel those uninvited guests on behalf of the auction house. "

Hill gave a polite and nonchalant smile: "In the auction house, just keep my safety and privacy."

He frowned and looked at the female mage who was holding the treasure book motionless: "Is there anything else?"

Sinnheihe stiffly handed the album to the steward: "Be sure to entertain good guests. I'll leave first."

Hill didn't intend to keep this aggrieved lady at all, but after the swaying figure left the door, he signaled Birao to close the door.

The high-ranking ladies of Silvermoon City are accustomed to the life that is sought after, and can't let go of their figures. The methods are much worse than those of noble women.

When Sinnheihe reported his name, Hill knew that this was the dean of the Enchanting Faculty at the Mage University, but what about it?

Do you still expect Hill to give her some precious gold for nothing?

Ellastro would never have such a dream.

Hill didn't want to be involved in the affairs of Silvermoon City. Of course, if the person who came was the Supreme Commander of the Silver Moon Alliance, Maiselama Elasemay, Hill might be more polite.

After all, that person is not only the leader of the future Silvermoon City, but also a half-elf mage with the blood of a golden elf.

According to the tradition of this world, that is Hill's brothers and sisters of the same race.

But as long as you have a friendly attitude, there are no good people who can be in charge.

Hill indifferently listened to the ongoing auction below, and moved his finger to the hardwood chair at the back of the box to let the steward and Birao sit down, then lowered his head to flip through the treasure book.

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