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Chapter 468 Hill, who was rejected by friends

 Hill walked around several commercial streets near Golden Oak.

He acquired hundreds more books, but unfortunately most of them were biographical novels, and there were only a dozen real magic books.

Silvermoon City is indeed a city that prides itself on the pursuit of knowledge. There are several bookstores on one street, as well as many magic supplies stores. Hill also went to collect some magic scrolls that he was not very good at.

What's very interesting is that in Trasil, where the rules are not very perfect, magic scrolls will have a lot of messy sequelae, and every mage can include some personal items in the scrolls he writes.

However, in the world of Toril, where magic is very powerful, these magic scrolls are all rigid and made according to the standard.

Probably everything will become more standardized once it is produced on a large scale.

The reason why there are so many books in Silvermoon City is that many Silvermoon people copied them from the Great Library of the 'Sage's Summit'. They are not the latest magic research results in Silvermoon City. The most recent ones are 20 years ago.

And there are also many books circulating in Ogma's Hall of Inspiration.

But also, even the high priests of Ogma, the god of knowledge, cannot get the latest information from the university.

The real latest spell books and various reports can only be found in the Ladies Magic Academy.

Among the books outside, the freshest ones that Hill could buy were various newspapers and biographical novels from Silvermoon City, as well as some art books.

For people or gods who play art, the most important thing is how to spread songs and smiles around the world. They will not let any piece of music, or a beautiful poem or even a graphic novel, just stay in place.

heard or seen.

Hill looked at the newspapers. Except for the official newspaper of Silvermoon City, the bard's mark could be clearly seen in all the others.

He happily bought a lot of newspaper collections and planned to take them back to read the gossip.

In the North, Alustriel's legends and stories alone can support many bards. Although the people of Silvery Moon respect this great mage, this lady's rich love life has made many people curious.

Alustriel actually didn't care much about these gossips. As long as they were not malicious insults, she never cared whether these bards exaggerated the romantic encounter between her and a certain pretty boy into an idol drama series.

As night falls, the lights of Silver Moon City begin to light up little by little.

Hill raised his head and glanced at the lights of thousands of houses in the distance. The wealth of Silver Moon City can actually be seen from the lights lit in every house.

On the commercial street where he was located, the alchemy lamps used in front of every store were even brighter. Against the backdrop of various glass walls, it looked like daylight.

Hill strolled back to the hotel and happily read the ups and downs of the legendary novel.

After watching the gossip all night, Hill was still a little unable to recover when he sat in the lobby on the ground floor of the Golden Oak at noon the next day, waiting for Lynn.

Silvermoon City's newspapers are somewhat afraid of being demolished, so they don't talk much about things in their own city. However, they are very familiar with the inside story of the battles in other cities in the North, and even those countries in southern Faerûn.

Enjoy the reporting.

The grudges and grudges of Trasil were instantly overshadowed by the intrigues, overt and covert struggles in Faerûn.

"Hill, good afternoon." Linn came down from upstairs and greeted briskly, "Have you been waiting for a long time?"

"Good afternoon, I just arrived not long ago." Hill replied with a smile.

"Let's go directly to the auction." Linn greeted Hill, "It's not far from here, right next to the big market."

Hill followed Linn for ten minutes and entered an alley. There was a very open space in front of him.

The bustling big market appeared in front of him. The white palace-like auction house stood in the middle of the big market. It was a tall building with arched doors on all sides. No matter which direction the guests came from, they could enter directly.

A detour is required.

Lin En stopped in front of the alley, took out two invitations, and handed one to Hill: "Originally, I thought it would be fine for the two of us to use one. But seeing your style, I think it's okay with you.

Being together may attract too much attention.

I still want to be my Sheriff!

Yesterday I went to my university teacher’s house to ask for a high-class box ticket, so you can go and play by yourself!”

Hill smiled sheepishly and accepted the invitation from Lynn. He really wanted to buy a large manor within the Mystery Lock rather than a small farm farther away.

Hill wanted to buy a small farm before because he didn't know the impact of the barrier in Silver Moon City on him. But now he knows very well that he can easily use the power of the Mystic Lock, but others can't use the Mystic Lock to harm him.

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Not even surveillance.

Although it may bring a little confusion and trouble to Alustriel and the current city lord Tern Hornblade, Hill will not give up his own interests for the sake of other people's feelings.

He had never thought about competing with the people of Silvermoon City for control of the Mystery Lock, and Hill couldn't afford to offend the goddess of magic.

If you are really worried, the owner of Silvermoon City can definitely ask the Silver Knight to patrol around his manor a few more times!

Hill didn't care about the surveillance on the outside. He felt that even if he bought a farm outside the city, Alustriel would not trust him.

Hill sold some gold bars in several magic shops yesterday and exchanged them for enough platinum coins. He felt that he should have enough money.

And auction houses generally allow other things to be used to offset the account, right?

Hill won't lack anything, it's just a matter of snapping his fingers.

No wonder Linn didn't say he was going out beforehand, and even said he wanted to take Hill to see a famous tavern in Silvermoon City, but suddenly he had something to do.

Hill smiled gratefully at him: "Dear Lynn, you are such a good person! Sorry to trouble you."

He actually doesn't like to use this sentence pattern. Although there are no good people in this world, it feels awkward to say it himself.

But occasionally there will be times when it has to be used. To express gratitude between friends, we cannot continue to use the cold way of gratitude between nobles.

Lin En waved his hand: "Don't thank me, you have to really appreciate me, and remember to go back to the hotel by yourself if you spend too much money!

I won’t wait for you to leave together.”

Hill smiled helplessly and nodded in agreement: "No problem."

"Put your mark on the outside of your clothes." Lin En looked at Hill, who was wearing a dark green mage robe, and ordered, "There are many things in the darkness of Silver Moon City, otherwise, the lady would not have done it.

So many secret guards."

Hill nodded.

Lin En raised his chin and said reservedly: "I'll go in first, the auction will be held in one hour, you can choose the time to go in!"

Then he turned around and walked towards the white auction house.

Hill didn't care about Lin En's pretentiousness. He knew very well how precious the invitation in his hand was.

The kind that Lin En has in his own hands is the most common one, probably the kind that people with a certain status can get.

But the invitation in his hand looked like it could only be obtained by someone with a higher status.

Hildo suspected that Linn's teacher was the dean of the Bard College, otherwise he wouldn't be able to get it easily.

Linn probably went to his teacher to ask for an invitation because he was worried that Hill would be maliciously competed with when he bought good things. After all, he was an unfamiliar face.

Even if there are still people who know that Hill is a stranger, most people will consider whether they can afford to offend a stranger who can get a high-end box.

Hill leisurely bought some exquisite works of art in several small shops nearby.

Many small shops next to the big market are opened by craftsmen themselves, and businessmen often come to receive goods.

Hill followed several merchants and bought many treasures.

In particular, some carvings, no matter what material they are made of, are so exquisite and ingenious, blending the characteristics of elves and humans, and are very suitable for the tastes of the Trasil people.

Hill felt that when he went back, he could give these kinds of things as travel souvenirs to his friends.

Seeing that the time was almost up, Hill walked towards the auction house amidst the squinting glances of those businessmen who dared not speak in anger.

The main reason is that he is not very good at bargaining, so he can only tell the shopkeeper that the price is the same as the price of these merchants.

Hill walked into the auction house holding the invitation.

When he entered the arched door, he felt that the invitation resonated with the hall, stimulating a specific wave.

Soon, a beautiful girl wearing a purple gauze skirt came up to her.

Her long brown hair hangs down to her calves, her fair skin is slightly radiant, and her figure is very graceful.

The beautiful girl with dazzling eyes said to Hill in a gentle tone: "Dear guest, I am Nana, and I am honored to serve you.

Your box is on the third floor, please go this way."

Hill followed her to the box on the third floor and did not receive any follow-up service from her.

He'd be crazy to let a high-level thief stay around.

Hill felt that this was not Alustriel's subordinate. He should be very aware of Hill's ability and would not send such a woman with evil intentions to follow Hill.

He directly turned on the soundproofing device of the box, ignoring the female thief standing outside the door, trying to listen to Hill's movements.

This was probably a side effect of his too much fun playing whack-a-mole in the winter.

He arrived at the right time, and the auction started soon.

As expected, the items in the previous auction were all jewelry and antique works of art.

The musical instruments Lynn wanted were also within the scope of the artwork.

Hill lowered his head and glanced at Lynn, who was sitting in the sofa booth downstairs, taking pictures of several sets of beautifully made ordinary musical instruments.

As long as there are no gems on it, no matter how good the craftsmanship is, few people will compete with him.

Lin En's more practical style has gained him a lot.

Other instruments inlaid with gold and silver, and jewels, were robbed very violently.

The bard of Silvermoon City seems to have gone astray.

Hill was a little bored thinking about this. This auction didn't pay attention to the rhythm at all. Let's give it some refreshment!


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