As soon as Hill's mailbox was erected, Linn knew about it.
He soon understood that his little brother was sharing the pressure with him, and he felt a little sad after changing his style.
Perhaps because of his noble blood, Hill is much better at dealing with people than he was when he just came out of the forest.
Even stronger than most underage elves.
Lin En would never admit that it was because Hill was a mage and had a relatively high IQ that he was so smart.
After all, every elf or half-elf is deceived when they first arrive in human society, and it’s not like mages have never been deceived.
It's just that elves have a long lifespan and are very strong. The minors are often followed by elders who take care of them. In many cases, they can save themselves even if they are fooled.
It's just that those elders only appear at the last moment. Rather than reminding these elves who are out for training that they may be in danger, they prefer to see a dull little face with despair.
And if you are just defrauded of money and sex, you can only consider yourself unlucky.
The most miserable thing is not that no one cares about sleeping in the wilderness. Elves and half-elves are the same, so no one is afraid of living in trees.
What really makes the elves like them who come out for training unwilling to return to the forest where they came from are the unscrupulous elders who treat everything they encounter as a joke!
So every elf who seems to be letting himself go has countless past events that are unbearable to look back on.
With this indescribable sadness, Lin En said the words, and a mailbox was placed in front of Hill's house so that he could send letters directly if he had anything to do.
He doesn't care about things over there.
So almost the next day, Hill received a large number of letters.
Hill watched Martha take the puppet to sort out the letters, and first threw out the letters that didn't even state their identities, but just wanted to buy spell scrolls.
Then came several letters of thanks from members of the Cuelva Council.
Hill raised his eyebrows with a strange expression.
"Dad Hill, didn't you ask that Lynn to convey their gratitude?" Aglaia, who was watching on Hill's shoulder, asked curiously, "Are they asking you to do something? I'm going to say it myself again.
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"No." Hill quickly understood, "Lynn and I have a tacit understanding in doing things because we both know the traditions of elves.
Lynn would not misunderstand that I opened the mailbox in case he wanted to control me, but the others seemed a little suspicious.
If they just sent a greeting card, it would be a bit of a dig at Lin En, but it would make sense.
But the thank-you letter actually negates what Lin En was told to say earlier.
If there is indeed a problem between Lynn and I, then it is likely that we will find someone else to form an alliance with.
If I want to stay in Cuelva."
"But hasn't Hill's father decided to go to Silvermoon City a long time ago?" Aglaia asked a little puzzled.
"So they are just testing it. What if I am lazy and don't want to go out and face bigger difficulties?" Hill smiled helplessly, "Martha, remember that when Lin En's people pass by here, ask them to send them away
A letter.”
"What should I say? Sir," Martha asked doubtfully, "You can't directly say that those people want to provoke! I'm worried that the guard may not dare to send a message."
Hill pointed to the thank you notes: "Just give this to Linn. He's not stupid."
"Okay, sir." Martha nodded and went out. With the maze forest formation, she could control more places.
"Dad Hill!" Aglaia said, leaning her head, "Why don't you put up a warning sign outside the maze?"
Both Hill and Aglaia could feel that after the maze was established, some hidden sights became eager to try.
After all, not just any thief can enter the dimensional space, but the labyrinth, if no one has tested the water, will only arouse their desire to peep and explore.
"It's my first time using it. I also need some feedback!" Hill smiled, "If Aglaia is bored, you can also watch the fun outside. It won't be quiet for three or four days."
Aglaia's eyes rolled back and forth, as if she had thought of something fun, and suddenly she rose into the sky and went straight to the beach.
Hill glanced at it indifferently. No matter what Aglaia learned, he would never use it against him.
He glanced at the last few letters that the puppet found.
From the envelope with gold and silver stickers, it can be seen that it is a letter from a businessman.
When I opened it, I saw that it was indeed a steward of some large chambers of commerce in Silvermoon City.
This is the kind of guy who's going to cause Lynn a little trouble.
They are big merchants who send a large amount of winter supplies to Cuelva for trade every winter, and they also buy herbs and meat here.
Although it cannot threaten Lin En in terms of strength, the threat of cutting off trade routes is enough to make Lin En restless.
Even though they can only threaten and basically cannot make such a big decision, just making some trouble in the transaction can cause Linn to suffer a big loss.
Unless Linn doesn't care about his rangers and warriors, but it's obvious that he does.
Hill glanced at him indifferently. Even if he was only a level 14 mage, he was not someone that these ordinary businessmen could meet just by visiting him.
But if Lin En is caught in the middle, he won't be able to escape.
Now that Hill had directly cut off contact with Lin En, these businessmen immediately changed their attitude. They never mentioned visiting him at home, and even just hinted at the purchase of spell scrolls.
Hill sneered. They were testing Hill, a new mage, to see if he had any objections to Lin En's refusal to introduce him to them in the past few days.
They were a bit smarter, knowing that Hill opened this mailbox to express his dissatisfaction with them for forcing Lynn.
No wonder he became a big businessman in a place with complex relationships like the Silver Moon Alliance.
After telling Martha that she had returned, all similar letters were thrown away. Hill glanced at the last letter left behind.
This was sent by Hughes in the library. In addition to sending a thank you note with several other people, Hill felt that this letter was what Hughes really wanted Hill to see.
The long winter has begun, and it is obvious that Hughes' library will not have much business in the short term. The most it sells is the "Warm as Spring" scroll.
So he paid attention to Hill. This letter asked Hill if he would like his help in copying various books in the library.
He can deliver goods to your door and has his own copying skills.
Hill looked at the letter from the self-recommended mage with a subtle expression: The mage in Faerun doesn't seem to be very rich.
It seems that the winter in the northern continent of Faerûn is indeed terrible. Everyone has begun to winter, and mages are preparing to make money with level 0 spells.
Hill would of course agree with this suggestion. Rather than copying copies by himself every day, it would be better if someone sent them ready-made copies.
Hughes knew that Hill was going to Silvermoon City, so he wouldn't do anything wrong in this regard.
Hill quickly wrote back and enclosed a gold bar.
He knew very well that what Hughes wanted was the pure gold in his hands, not the gold coins that Hill had exchanged from him.
The gold in Faerûn is so valuable that most of it is probably burned by these mages as spell materials.
Hill's puppet appeared in the small town of Cuelva for the first time.
Of course, Hill hasn't sent out the top one yet. Although it's also in human form, you can recognize it as a dummy at a glance.
Hill thinks that this intermediate swordsman puppet is similar to the level 9 ranger in this world, and has almost no opponents in this small town.
The Farlan family is very good at making swordsman puppets, probably because they are most defensive about swordsmen. The swordsmen in Trasil are actually similar to the assassins in Faerun, and they are more or less capable of breaking demons.
Skill.
Hill could feel that many people were watching his puppet walking towards the library.
But no one planned to do anything blatantly, so he couldn't help but smile.
There will probably be a lot of guests in the maze tonight.
This should be regarded as the first public test of the Maze Forest Array.
Hill has no intention of summoning elements here, but those mid- to low-level puppets can definitely be used.
I originally brought these practicing puppets with me because I planned to let them go out to explore the road if they encountered any danger.
Unexpectedly, before the cannon fodder was made, it had other uses, which would be more suitable.
Hill looked at the sky outside the dimensional space. The snow was getting heavier and heavier. It was the first time that Hill understood what heavy snow was.
The ones I saw before were pear blossoms, but now here are palm-sized snowflakes.
The heavy snow has been falling for so long, and snow has begun to appear on the ground.
Hill muttered, "The north wind blows the ground and the white grass folds, the moon is dark and the wind is high, killing people at night." and slowly walked back to the villa.
When night fell, Linn appeared outside Hill's maze.
Hill could only ask Martha to pick him up.
Aglaia returned to the underwater hall unhappily to watch the maze by herself. She also wanted to discuss with Hill's father some of the techniques used in the maze to make it more painful.
If Hill knew her thoughts, he would probably welcome Lynn's arrival even more.
"It seems that you are very confident in your own maze!" Linn looked at Hill who was sitting in the hall and toasted him with a toast, shook his head and smiled, "Then I will wait and see the excitement."
Hill turned his head and asked him: "Have you had dinner? Do you want to try my chef's specialty dishes?"
Lin En nodded quickly: "Of course I want to eat it! I have long wanted to try the meal cooked by the chef of the mansion."
Hill laughed: "If you like to eat, you can come as a guest at any time! However, we may have to work together today. We will go to the restaurant next time."
An unexpected dining table was placed in the living room, and the mansion's own servants had already begun to put out plates of exquisite and tempting dishes.
Lin En simply sat down, picked up the knife and fork, and replied nonchalantly: "There are good things to eat and good shows to watch, so what else is there to pay attention to."
He and Hill, who was sitting next to him, both looked up at the light screen in front of the hall.
Someone has already come in.
This chapter has been completed!