Lynn looked at the little fairy with the flower crown on Hill’s head in surprise: "Fairy Flower? Where did you find it? Even in the former Supreme Forest, you rarely see their existence! Even my mother I just heard of it."

Vera waved her little magic wand angrily: "How about your manners? Long-eared sir? Vera is right in front of you, who are you talking to?"

Lynn quickly controlled his emotions and apologized to Vera in the most sincere tone: "I'm so sorry, beautiful and elegant flower fairy, I'm just so surprised!

I didn't expect that one day I could see Flower Fairy with my own eyes, and it was as lovely and charming as a legend.

For thousands of years, no one has seen Flower Fairy.

In the fairy tale, the flower fairy was completely silent because of the disappearance of the leader. Even when he was in the Palace of Joy, he was unwilling to deal with anyone.

So, can you forgive me for the fuss? Lovely Miss Vera. "

Vera tried to stay calm and nodded: "Okay! I forgive your lack of knowledge."

It's a pity that both Hill and Lynn can see her triumphant face and the rapid wings flapping behind her.

She flew up, waved her small fist, and told Hill: "I won't agree to the little dwarf entering my place! Squarerle has his dream!

I was deceived by him before I could return to my mother's side.

Echterion can come, but Temple Quarle is definitely not! "

Hill said softly: "You can be the master of the King of Joy's affairs! I don't care, but will Echtern really come? I think it's a bit too noticeable, right?"

"It's not Oberon!" Vera pouted, "And don't all the adults like Echtern very much?"

Hill thought with a headache, Echtern shouldn't be here.

He is not only the **** of flying horses, but also the **** of unicorns, although he is a stallion with wings.

Hill really did not expect that he brought back a few little flower fairies, not only became a group of little fairies, but he might even have a big white horse attached.

But he has no faith in Toril at all, unless the little fairies on Hill's side are in danger, otherwise Echthion shouldn't run to Larry's territory.

Vera handed Hill a small bottle the size of a slender milk grape, which contained the nectar that was brewed today: "Make us more of these small bottles, Hill. I can use moonlight and spider silk Change the mixed cloth with you!"

Vera loves these small bottles! In the past, they used hundreds of small flower sacs to make nectar, but now they can use one bottle for each type of nectar!

Hill smiled distressedly, it was not difficult for him to do this, but the most troublesome thing about such a small bottle was to shape them, his eyes would pop out.

Besides... each piece of cloth that Vera said was only as big as his two slaps, and Hill planned to keep it for Aglaia and Alice before he would exchange it with Vera and the others.

He made 50 bottles for Vera, and the moonshine cloth was not enough to make a piece of clothing.

Vera didn't care about Hill's distress, she felt that she had already explained it clearly, and she just had to wait for Cunbu to come to Hill to change it.

Xiao Huaxian swaggered out of the window with her transparent wings.

The little fairies like Hill's floating castle very much. They feel too safe. Without Hill's consent, it is impossible for any dangerous adult to enter this small territory.

Even if the courageous among them dare to go to the ground to see what humans and elves have become now, they don't have to worry about not being able to escape or bringing back trouble to other companions.

Otherwise, Vera would not come and talk to Hill about not allowing the little dwarf to come here. Many members of the outer court of the King of Joy have come to play.

The dwarf **** has been protesting against Vera's different treatment recently, but Vera firmly does not allow them to enter. She is worried that Squarer will come to Hill, so she must get Hill's promise.

Of course Hill would promise her, just listen to Vera.

Picking up here, he doesn't actually care much.

This kind of mischievous goblin just uses illusion to make people lose their way. It is of no use to Hill, and even the lock is of little use. They can use the fog to expel this illusion at any time.

But the deceitful little dwarf... he really didn't like it either.

"Hill." Lynn interrupted his thoughts, "Did you bring them back from Icewind Valley?"

"Ah!" Hill nodded suddenly, "Yes, Vera and the others found in an iceberg. They used the space teleportation to escape there to avoid the first destruction of the magic web."

He didn't say why he went inside the iceberg, and Lynn didn't plan to ask.

Hill took Lynn back to the study.

Lynn's gaze was fixed on the sleeping Slaughter Vine, and it seemed that Miriel had told him everything, including how Mura died.

Lynn looked at Hill who was sitting in a chair at ease, couldn't help but smile and said, "You are so laid back! Hill."

Hill smiled. As the city lord of Aglaia City, Hill has already demonstrated a strong strength, and the forces that wait and see in the Faerun Continent will naturally also perform.

Toriel's portal is actually very fast in doing everything, but the former Hill did not show the value of allowing these forces to spend the money.

But it's different now.

For most of the countries and cities on the Faerun continent, one Ambo is nothing, and two are not inconsistent.

But what Hill killed was even more terrifying than the three Amboli.

Then there are Mala with the Devil-breaking dagger and Vol'jin with the secondary artifact!

Lynn has been dealing with the messengers sent by these forces during this period.

Originally, when Hill came back, Lynn wanted to come to see him, he didn't know how much he had to ask to say!

However, at that time, all the countries and towns in the Northland had sent people. Lynn was almost busy in the city hall of Aglaia, and Hill directly asked Liszt to notify him that everything was over.

There is nothing to say about his affairs here, and he didn't kill Bann.

Fortunately, Lynn can pull those elven crusaders to work.

Those guys from the undead can’t count on them. They have all recently spent time in the wilderness outside the city. In the words of Terry, who often flies in mid-air to observe the surrounding situation, it’s within three kilometers, even a rabbit. Gone.

In the few months that Hill was not here, the undead leftovers who had been waiting for a sneak attack from the Deepwater City had waited until they were desperate. No one knew how they could bear it.

It seems that as long as the black rod is not good, it doesn't matter how badly everyone gets hit.

The complex relationship between Toril's forces, even if the commanders of the undead race think more, they can't figure it out.

You know, during this period of time, they are not only a question of how many red names they have killed in Deep Water City, but digging three feet of the ground is not enough to explain their madness.

On the third day of their arrival in Deepwater City, they determined that the trouble came from Baal's treasure, and then began to collect the loot and return it to a shallow pool in front of the Temple of Aglea for purification.

In addition to the holy water of Aglaia, there are many holy emblems of the elves and gods, as well as the fist-sized egg-shaped amber containing the blood of the Lord of Dawn, the most harmful to Baal's death force.

When Hill came back, when he saw the golden amber floating in the middle of the holy pool, he knew why he would be attracted to the Holy Grail of Amanata.

He did send Ransendal away, and the Lord of Dawn, who was completely out of Toril's attention, could no longer pretend to be Amannatha.

But as long as Hill is not greedy, no one can do anything about him.

Hill thought for a while, and knew that even without Ransendre, Amanata could be resurrected, but it wouldn't be so fast. After all, he lost a lot of materials in the temple of dawn.

However, there are not many admirers of the sun, and many of them are believers of the Lord of Morning Light.

He always remembered that when Amanata was resurrected from Ransendre's body, almost all of the Sun Temple organized by Ransendre followed Amanata.

For those who worship the mighty Toril, the sun is definitely more worthy of their trust than the dawn.

Even if for so many years, it was Ransendall who gave them benefits and favors, and what they enshrined was originally the sun! Who cares about the light in the morning.

That is to say, because of the character of the Torell people, the smarter gods will not place everything about themselves on the believers ~ lightnovelpub.net~ They pursue their own strength.

"Liszt asked me to receive all the gifts they sent in the urban warehouse in Aglaia City." Lynn asked softly, "Are you really not going to look at any of them?"

Hill said indifferently: "Lynn, unless it's an artifact, I might as well make other things by myself, and I don't lack gold coins."

Lynn nodded: "Then I will directly use those things as quest rewards to the ‘Trashir Elves’, otherwise I’ll have to exchange gold coins with Kernelon’s seraphs."

Hill thought of the boring seraphs squatting in the mission hall, and couldn't help but smile. It was so pitiful!

He had always thought that Corellon had released these seraphs as a reward, but he was not sure now. He squatted there every day to post tasks and exchange for gold coins by the way. For these lively seraphs, it was really a torture.

The live broadcast of the undead in the mission hall every day is their only pastime in their boring days.

From top to bottom, the greatest wish of the Seraphs is the dark forces on the side of Deepwater City, and it is best to come to Aglaia City as soon as possible to trouble.

After all, it has been so long, and the terrible alleys of Deep Water City have now been rebuilt into glamorous apartment streets, but I don't know if the original owner is satisfied, after all, there is no secret anymore.

When Hill came back, he heard that the secret gatherings in Santarin had been found out and killed by the undead, and that was the biggest dark force in the North.

The Undead and Seraphs should soon be able to usher in their long-awaited revenge action.

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