Survive the Fourth Natural Disaster

But these things have to wait until tomorrow.

Hill looked up and watched for a while.

Suellen seemed to really like Aglaia and behaved very appropriately in front of her, almost like a dignified and gentle noble and mature lady.

Lansendre's peacock head stared at her while eating, completely unable to understand Silver Moon's sudden stability.

Pride welled up in Hill's heart. His Aglaia was worthy of being cherished by everyone.

But he was relieved. If Suellen hadn't pretended to be serious, she wouldn't have felt that she couldn't do what Lansendre hadn't done.

At the very least, he would try to see if the illusion of amplifying emotions could make Hill agree to give the oil painting to her.

It is best to maintain this peaceful time until the end. Hill is absolutely unwilling to make any movement at this time to attract Su Lun to break her agreement with AO.

Hill: "You also have to throw in some live animals such as cattle and sheep. It's best to base it on their appetite, and don't have them everywhere. You have to find food if you want to.

You go to the merchants in Waterdeep and Neverwinter to collect more livestock, and if anyone comes to Baldur's Gate, ask for it too!

All comers are welcome, and the price doesn’t matter. As long as someone sends it, we will accept it. "

Hill couldn't help but sneered: It would be best if the price of meat could double several times when they return with gold coins.

"If you hoard too much..." Liszt asked hesitantly, "Should I send it to the Dragon Man's breeding farm?"

"Terry and the others can eat more than six cows in a day." Hill laughed. "They usually eat less because they don't move much. In a maze with treasures, they will only worry about how little they can walk and how much they can eat. It will rise sharply.

Moreover, it is impossible to receive so many at the beginning. If you want to drive livestock from the big cities in the North, it will not be as fast as a caravan.

Villamarandez might arrive earlier than the caravan.

Don’t worry, just keep it away, and when there are really too many, rush to the mountains.

If the dragon people want it, they can catch it themselves and don't give it to them. "

"Do you want to buy anything else?" Liszt asked, "staple food, fish and some vegetables and fruits that can be preserved."

Hill waved his hand: "The people who offend me are those who eat beef and mutton. Don't hurt those who can only eat bread. If there are any more luxurious meats and fruits, you can accept them."

"Okay, sir, I'll go talk to the businessmen first." Liszt gently bent down and disappeared into the air.

Hill raised his head and glanced in the direction of the hanging garden.

In front of the attic, between the two towers, was where the guards were supposed to patrol. Hill didn't need it, so he simply changed it into a small garden where you can sit and sit, with a winding waterfall creek in it.

Aglaia liked it very much, so Hill mostly planted light-colored flowers and cute little shrubs that little girls liked.

Su Lun seemed to like it too, sitting at the beautiful hollow round table and happily eating the milk fruit.

What Hill didn't expect was that Ransondel would also like it.

Hill thought that he, who always liked dazzling things, would prefer a more splendid place!

I didn’t expect to like this fresh style very much.

The beautiful big bird strolls among the pale pink, light yellow and light blue flowers beside the stream, gnawing on fruits and spreading its golden tail feathers, as if looking at the reflection in the water to find a flower that matches itself better. .

Hill took his pocket watch and solemnly used a time-telling magic. He looked at it and found that there were still ten minutes before Su Lun had to leave.

He exhaled quietly, and it would be much easier to deal with only Lansendre who still obeyed some rules.

Although Lansendre jumped around, he could understand some things as long as you explained them clearly to him. As long as you didn't offend him, he would actually do it.

Suellen, she will listen to you elegantly and explain all the rules, but the terrible reality is: you say yours, and then I decide what I hear.

She will translate a set of words that she wants to hear, and then say that you told her.

Sometimes, Hilldu felt that if it weren't for Toriel's world will to love the moon goddess, otherwise she would be the first goddess to fall.

But there is no way, Su Lun, who is destined to be lucky, can deal with anything as if it is nothing, and continue to live a careless life.

They all tricked themselves into being weak and could only take shelter under the red-haired Suni, but Su Lun was able to return to medium power in a group of chaos, pat his butt and play by himself.

After a while, Shar tried his best to trick the crazy Cyric and kill Mystra. As a result, Suellen directly returned to powerful divine power.

The little benefit Shar gained was actually not as much as what she lost.

The reason why Hill is so in awe of Su Lun is because he knows very well what it feels like when the will of the world is biased towards someone.

That kind of thing that can come true when you think about it, and the world is big and I can go smoothly, makes Hill feel scared. Sometimes he feels that if he wants to open his mouth and trick the God of Time and Space, maybe it will be okay.

It was also because of this feeling that Hill was particularly quiet during his last few years in Trasil. He did not dare to do anything and spoke as little as possible.

He could understand the preference of the world's will for him, but it was really too much.

The reason why Hill had to leave Trasil and travel around the outside world was because he didn't want to be like Su Lun, living a life without a head or a heart.

In the last ten minutes, Hill saw Aglaia calling Liszt, asking him to take out a small basket of milk fruits and give it to Su Lun, and then gave the goddess a small box of various kinds of fruits. color pearls.

Su Lun, who readily accepted the gift, took off the ring on his head with one hand and picked up the wine glass with the other.

The mead mixed with milk juice had been blended into the moonfire by her, turning into a luminous milky white liquid that flowed like silk.

Suellen smiled and poured the glob of liquid onto the ring.

The light green grapevine ring turned directly into silvery white, exuding a faint warm light.

Suellen put the ring on Aglaia's head, and her charming smile turned into dancing light dust.

She left.

But the countless light dust she left behind was flying everywhere in the small garden, covering flowers, shrubs, and even streams.

This small garden can be called 'Tears of Selun' from now on. Every petal and leaf in it can be made into Toril's top healing potion.

Even if he is not seriously injured and dying, he can recover from his injuries by staying in this small garden without taking medicine at all.

Hill looked over dumbly. When he met someone he liked, Su Lun was a bit too generous, right?

Fortunately, this garden is on the top of the floating castle, so not everyone can feel it.

The big golden peacock put down the berries in front of his mouth sadly, and Hill could guess what he was thinking.

Lansendre, as a being who hopes to become the sun god, does not have many healing spells, let alone compared with Sullum who squanders moonfire.

His so-called expulsion of evil is actually the complete annihilation from soul to body, which is not the same thing at all.

So if the Lord of the Morning wants to find something to give away, he has to think carefully. After all, he seems to be better at making bombs.

But Ransander soon became happy, Su Lun went back~

You can think about gifts and other things later, happiness is the most important thing to do now.

His tail feathers instantly opened again, his wings flapped, and he flew into the attic with a beautiful posture, and continued to dream while holding the oil painting.

Hill walked out of the study and looked at the faint white light on the horizon. He suddenly turned his head and glanced at the attic in disbelief.

Lansendre didn't even wait for sunrise before going to bed!

‘Watch each sunrise and determine the results of your actions to ensure that your efforts will receive the greatest and best return. Avoid negativity until the end of your life. And after setbacks there is always another dawn of success. ’

Is this the Lord of the Dawn's own teachings, and he doesn't even care about the results?

Hill has a clearer understanding of the gods of Toril. It may be because the two gods he came into contact with are ancient gods and have relatively low dependence on faith, so he can do whatever he wants, right?

He could only comfort himself in this way.

Then take advantage of the dawn to build a forest maze for Terry.

When Hill was struggling, Silver Wing was able to do so without even opening the door.

Even Hill found that he had changed back to his original form, squatting on the upper level of the dragon's nest that could be opened automatically at the top. It seemed that he was planning to abandon his son at any time and run away.

Silver Dragon's reaction was a bit too big, and he recognized Su Lun almost at a glance.

It was definitely because of the blow from Su Lun that he became so sensitive.

Hill recalled the story of the Northland. Silver Wing and Silver Moon Dragon Queen had been partners for more than 1,000 years, so he could indeed see Su Lun's style with his own eyes.

I guess the same goes for Verama Landas.

He sighed, worked hard to build the maze high and deep, and then put some illusion magic circles into it without hesitation.

Some places are prone to flaws and need to be covered with illusions.

Although Hill is not very proficient in illusions, he is actually pretty good at using illusion magic circles. Just remember the nodes. He has a lot of drawings. The Silver Moon Goddess of Trasil gave him a lot of interesting ones. Just use them. .

Anyway, there is no need to debug any content. Just change the protagonist of the fantasy array to Su Lun. He still knows a little bit about Silver Moon spells.

Just pay attention to changing the weapon into a heavy scepter with four crescent-shaped blades embedded in the head.

In fact, he originally wanted to use Tyr, but unexpectedly, he found that Silver Wing was more afraid of Su Lun.

That's pretty good. Hill smiled as he arranged the treasure points in the maze. He was worried that he wouldn't be able to maintain such a serious image.

What a confusing mess of thinking! Hill is much more familiar, and he is sure to make these giant dragons retreat automatically when they see a woman with long snow-white hair.

Hill specially placed a larger piece of fine gold in the area behind the phantom formation to comfort the injured souls of their family.