Hill quietly recalled the birth of the Little Flower Fairy, making sure that there was absolutely nothing wrong with his memory.
Of course, goblins will form families, and they can even choose to sacrifice part of their power to become humans or elves after falling in love with adults.
However, children born in this way will basically become an adult race with part of the blood of goblins, and it is impossible to become a real goblin.
This is also the reason why the place where the Happy Palace is located attaches great importance to blood. Goblins only have pure blood, so except for humans or elves who enter by mistake, Shade Tree House does not allow other races to enter, even if they have the blood of goblins.
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It is not that the little flower fairies will not give birth to male offspring, but those fairies who are born without wings, although they are very beautiful, live on the ground and drive the elves and insects for a living.
Although they have no wings, their combat capabilities are much stronger than those of the little flower fairies.
Hill silently glanced at the male flower fairy flying with Vera. They were having a heated discussion about those exquisite and small magical objects that the flower fairy could even hold and play with.
The only male god in the Joyous Court who can transform into various races and is willing to run away is probably Vera's father, Oberon, the Lord of Beasts.
What should I say about this one? No wonder flying among a group of little flower fairies, people can see him for the first time. He is indeed one of the best in beauty. Compared with Corellon, he has a different style.
His strength is not weak either. In the spirit of the little demon, his fighting ability is very powerful. However, the Fairy Court is a matriarchal society, and all his titles can only be placed below that of the Prince Husband of the Joyous Court.
The goblin's most powerful artifact is the Queen's throne of the two royal courts of Joy and Wrath, but as you can tell from the name, only women can sit on it.
Sitting on those two thrones, even though Oberon's wife Titania was originally not as powerful as him, she finally suppressed him until he was unable to resist.
Hill decided to wait until they all left before going in. Oberon didn't like to interact with people because he had a little inferiority complex.
He would like that the environment here in Hill is quite normal. Oberon is more of a druid, and he is good at using spells in the solar field.
Most importantly, he is an ally with the elven pantheon, especially Corellon and his current queen.
Running to the territory of an ally's family for the sake of his little daughter whom he had not seen for a thousand years was indeed what this silent but responsible prince would do.
Moreover, even if Titania has been worried about Oberon, she can't ask him to go back. After all, Vera was actually abandoned at the beginning. The Joyous Court has long confirmed that Vera has fallen, otherwise it would not be possible.
It would make Vera bear the title of the Lord of the Little Flower Fairy but she is just a demigod. The queen did not canonize her at all.
Hill looked at the increasing number of little flower fairies gathering in his study, and decided to go for a walk. These little fairies all had higher tones and spoke faster. Once there were more of them, they would be really noisy.
After handing all the small packages to Liszt, Hill fell to the ground, of course, slightly hiding his image.
Even if he doesn't use it, the hairpin given to him by his grandfather Fran is always hidden under his long hair.
Although a war had just occurred, there were still many people in the commercial street at the port.
Maybe it's because all the shops under Hill's name are here. Although the craftsmen have opened their own stores in Aglaia City, many people still come here to shop.
Especially the food and specialty stores are always crowded.
Hill has not interfered with the selling prices of other items. Only food is always 110% of the purchase price of food. It is a limited purchase, so the frequency of purchase by these residents is still quite high.
Hill was happily watching groups of people walk into his magic and rare items shop, and no matter how heartbroken or complacent they were when they walked out, he suddenly remembered that he seemed to rarely make money from the undead!
Hill thought about it, but regretfully gave up. When the store opened, he couldn't allow others to buy it.
It's okay to sell some ordinary magical items to the Toril people. He would rather not take out those weapons and equipment with stronger bonuses, lest they cause trouble for himself.
Let the undead use those standard equipment! That is much better than what most high-level professionals in Toril have. Linn is already considered rich. It was the first time he saw the full set of equipment of the undead and he was still jealous.
It's not only the quality that makes me jealous, but also the appearance. It's so exquisite that it looks like it was designed by a master at first glance.
Not to mention the Elven Crusaders. Their armor and weapons are indeed good, but they can't compare with the full set of the undead.
It's normal. Even if Corellon doesn't do it himself, there are a lot of artists in his Kingdom of God who can do this kind of work. As long as the big boss of the God of Time and Space understands the production method, he will have no problem setting up an assembly line.
Hill thought that if these elves were really willing to stay in Aglaia City as guards, he should indeed give them some benefits besides salary. He believed that the time and space artifact would sell him some equipment.
Especially the silver elf armor inlaid with green vine patterns. Not many undead like this kind of full-body armor. After all, the green patterns on the helmet are too bright, but the eyes of the elves in Toril are
They almost stared out.
Hill was taking a leisurely walk, but the youngest of Linn's Gar cousins, who had been living in the port, rushed over with a panic on his face and headed straight for the city of Aglaia.
Hill raised his eyebrows, what big thing happened again?
He patted his robe and walked over.
It was a rare day when Lynn was not in his city hall in broad daylight, so Hill walked towards his house out of curiosity.
Then he saw hundreds of women of all races gathered on the lawn in his front yard. They were working hard making various foods. Several large baking ovens set up on the far left side of the yard were emitting white smoke. At first glance, they were from
The handiwork of a dwarf.
What is Lynn doing?
Hill couldn't help but call Martha, only to realize that Lynn was planning to consume the food in the city warehouse.
"Is the warehouse almost full? Do you need me to expand it more? I thought the God of Time and Space was responsible for the construction, so the warehouse will be very big!" Hill asked Martha a little embarrassedly. He had almost forgotten that the city warehouse
Due to the need for zoning, the grain warehouse may not be able to accommodate it.
However, Hill thought about William's warehouse. The warehouse built for him couldn't be smaller than William's private treasury, right?
You know, although the undead and Corellon contributed, the materials were all provided by Hill!
Although most of them are made of stone, Hill's magic power cannot be ignored!
"Sir." Martha glanced at Hill hesitantly, "Last year...because of the endless thunder that brought the dragon eggs, the vitality of the entire continent was relatively strong, so the food production was very high.
Low grain prices hurt farmers.
However, you always use the average price within three years to collect grain, so the price you give is probably the highest in the entire Faerûn continent.
It took the grain merchants more than half a year to transport almost all the excess grain in Faerûn here.
After all, we have a port here!”
"The whole... Faerun?" Hill was a little surprised. He really didn't feel anything.
"Sir, except for the hotel, you gave all the income from the shopping street to Mr. Linn." Martha reminded, "To a certain extent, Aglaia City is very wealthy.
A warehouse of grain is not as good as a high-end rare item. Have you forgotten what you made yourself?"
Aglaia City hardly collects any taxes. The only official income is the previous rent. Even if he doesn't care about things, he knows that this little money cannot support a city.
Although the port is open, the truly profitable ocean trade will not come to Hill. This is the base camp of the Trahill elves, and no captain wants to die.
Even if there are a few magic ships to ensure that their position will not cause problems, they will not come to Aglaia City. Only Waterdeep City can buy enough goods to take back. In a short period of time, Waterdeep City still has the advantage.
It is irreplaceable. After all, there is a spaceport for magic ships and various portals.
In fact, among all his stores, the only one that makes money is the rare item shop, which mainly relies on selling Hill's small magic items for practicing.
A new city with few residents could not generate any income at all. The city owner must pay for its support, and Hill didn't care.
Anyway, he will sell them, which are basically auxiliary rare items. He will keep the ones with greater damage in his hands.
Hill's eyebrows moved, these housewives were making cakes and snacks, and he had collected so much meat!
"Martha! What happened to the meat? Did Lynn plan to make sausages?" Hill asked hurriedly.
"Mr. Linn bought some meat recipes from the undead, mainly meat floss and dried meat in various flavors." Martha said quickly, "I also made some sausages. Mr. Linn took out his recipe.
Leave it to others to do.”
Hill sighed with regret: "Ah! That's different. The recipe for the sausages made by Lynn is not special at all, but his technique is very special. The food will have a different taste if you change it to another person.
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Martha said softly: "Mr. Linn, he is already so busy that even the Talling feels pitiful. He still has to deal with the undead and Corellon. Please show mercy! When I say this, I feel very sorry for Linn."
The husband wants to fall out with you."
Hill blinked: "Forget about the undead, did Corellon hit Linn particularly hard?"
Martha looked helplessly at her gloating master: "What on earth are you here for?"
Hill said "Ah": "I saw a cousin from Lin En's family running over with an anxious look on his face, wondering if something had happened."
"I think you can ask Mr. Linn directly."
Lin En was walking out with a letter, and Hill had an intuition that he was going to find him. It seemed like it would be quite troublesome.
This chapter has been completed!