Chapter six hundred and eighteen the goblin queen who suddenly attacked
Hill showed no curiosity about Lynn's younger brother.
The few words Liz occasionally said proved that Lin was an extraordinary child: he has now become the only student of a level 40 archmage in the Star Mountains, and his level is said to be already level 20.
No matter how outstanding Lin En's brother is, it is impossible for Hill to inquire about the situation of another archmage. Mages have always maintained a certain distance and mystery between them.
In fact, to put it bluntly, they just don’t want their peers to know what their trump cards are. If mages can anticipate the enemy’s opportunities in a battle, there is almost no need to consider failure.
Just like Hill has been in the continent of Toril for so long, most people only think that he is mysterious when they think of him. After all, Hill uses the power of artifacts most of the time when he takes action. The only ones that he often uses are wind magic and radiance.
The magic ball will definitely not be his trump card.
The half-elf is also an archmage who has a close relationship with the father of the elves. I believe that anyone who doesn't know other ninth-level legendary spells probably has an IQ lower than that of Andre.
Alessio came out holding a big wooden tray. When he saw his wife introducing Linn's oil paintings to Hill, he could only smile helplessly: "Liz, if you continue to expose Linn's shortcomings like this, even if he is really
If he can use his own strength to enter the Supreme Forest, it is estimated that he will not be willing to come back."
Liz said happily: "He has prevented me from seeing my biological son, so why can't he provide me with some fun?"
The lady's overly confident tone made her husband and Hill who were watching fall silent. If she really thought this way, then...Lynn's face would not necessarily be lost only to Hill.
Liz opened the last oil painting, and Hill couldn't help but smile softly.
That should be the scene when Lin En made up his mind to leave the Supreme Forest and go traveling. He was wearing a simple elf shirt and leather trousers, carrying a huge backpack, with firm eyes and a firm expression. He had a long sword on his waist and a sword hanging on his backpack.
The piano was polished until it shone brightly.
That face already looked a bit like today's Lin En, but you could still see the youthfulness and tenderness, and a little bit of baby fat.
"Come and have something to eat!" Alessio said with a smile, "Lynn will definitely quarrel with you when he comes back."
Liz put the oil painting album back into the small box nonchalantly: "That's good too. If we quarrel before leaving and quarrel again when we get home, it can be considered a beginning and an end."
Hill's sharp eyes discovered that there were three more books inside. Except for one that was particularly thick, the others were almost as thick as Lynn's book.
It was probably like the dozen or so photo albums his mother placed in the drawer of the small chest of drawers next to the sofa in the past world. However, unlike oil painting albums like Liz's, Hill's mother preferred to distinguish them by year.
When Hill was not at home, whenever his mother missed him, she would put the photo album directly on the coffee table and sit down to read it slowly.
With a touch of sour tenderness in his heart, Hill followed Liz to the restaurant.
Alessio, who had put the food on the table, said helplessly: "If you hadn't spread the word everywhere that he couldn't even make elven wine, and no one even wanted the vinegar he made, how could he have quarreled with you!
You’ve already let him go, why do you want to let him go so unhappy?”
Liz pushed Hill to sit down and then choked: "I'm not happy, why can he be happy?"
Hill helplessly stared at the food on the table. It was similar to what he thought. The elf bread was even the simplest kind, with thick cheese on top, and the fruit salad should be mixed with yogurt and lemon juice.
The main dish is the whitebait, a specialty of the High Forest. This fish does not even have scales and is a delicacy passed down by the elves. It was considered a luxury even when the High Forest was still accessible, let alone now.
The white fish Hill ate at the Elf Restaurant was a weakened version of the whitebait, but that was enough to satisfy him. If he hadn't seen it here, he would have almost forgotten that the whitebait in the Supreme Forest was the prototype.
Hill couldn't help but blink, maybe... before leaving the Supreme Forest, he should go to the small waterfall in the Star Mountains.
Then there are two large pots full of baked potatoes and corn kernels.
There are two dishes of dipping sauce next to it. One dish is red fruit sauce. The fruit sauce is made from a mixture of Minjiali, a spice from Urgos, and rare fruits from the Maztica continent. It looks like it has been spiced.
Tomato sauce. The other dish is a more commonly used sauce in the North, which is mainly spicy.
It seems that Alessio was not sure about Hill's taste, so he prepared a backup in case Hill was not used to fruit sauce.
Hill felt that he knew where Linn's attentiveness and thoughtfulness came from. Fortunately, except for his face, Linn looked like his father in other places.
After Alessio sat down, Liz said happily: "Let's eat!"
Then she poured Hill a glass of elf wine: "Try it and see if you like it. In the Star Mountains, the fruit wine I make is the most famous!"
Hill took a sip. The wine made by Liz had an interesting taste. It seemed that her enthusiasm was mixed into the wine. After drinking it, she could feel her mood become a little uplifted.
No wonder Liz would say that her wine is the best in the Star Mountains. Most of the elf wines are in line with the characteristics of the elves. Although they are chaotic but deserted, they are rarely so passionate.
Then he cut the roasted potatoes without hesitation, scooped a spoonful of tomato sauce onto his plate, and slowly dipped it in to eat.
That feeling... is really a bit sad.
Damn it, what kind of seasoning is in Mingjiali? Even garlic is better than this!
"This is food from other continents. If you are not used to it, you can change it to hot sauce." Alessio said with a smile, "Many elves don't like to eat fruit sauce because they think it tastes too strong. But Liz already ate it when she was at sea.
We are used to it, so we always carry the seeds of this fruit with us. It is still easy to grow various fruits here in the Star Mountains."
As for the spices, he didn't mention them at all. Based on Liz's past identity, if she really liked this kind of fruit sauce so much, the Gall family would definitely have obtained a simple and rare thing like a spice bag.
Hill thought for a while before asking: "I have been collecting seeds in Aglaia City for a long time, but I have never seen this kind of seeds."
Liz laughed: "Faerun is not interested in fruit sauce, mainly because Maztica likes it. I only ate it when I followed my mother on the invincible ship.
The seeds there are very important to them, and fruit jam is also one of their specialties. Fruits with seeds have never left the mainland."
Liz had an indifferent smile on her beautiful face: "At that time, the Elf Royal Fleet... was the overlord of the sea. I wanted seeds, and even if they didn't want to sell them, they had to sell them to me.
Do you like novel seeds? I have collected many seeds from other continents and share them with you."
Hill nodded gratefully: "Thank you Liz."
If an elf entertains someone at home, he treats you as a true friend. There is no need to be polite, only sincerity.
Hill could feel that Liz and Alessio sincerely welcomed and valued his son's friends, so he tried to be as frank as possible.
He took some fruit salad and after eating it, he realized how many novel fruits there were in this ordinary-looking salad.
This should be what Liz said is a specialty from other continents.
Hill secretly recalled in his mind what fruit seeds he could leave to Liz. The ones he kept at hand were all enhanced with seed bags. Even ordinary fruits would taste much better.
Hill suddenly turned his head and looked to the northeast.
"What's wrong?" Alessio asked, "Did something happen to the tree people's ancestral court?"
They all understood that Hill must be closely connected with the alien whale that looked a little different, otherwise he would never let Purvi travel by herself with her magic tower.
"The Fairy Queen..." Hill couldn't help but smile bitterly.
"I just wanted to ask you, is Oberon planning to abandon his beloved wife and run away with you?" Liz's eyes widened, and she moved closer to Hill, "I remember that the little goblin queen wanted to stop him.
Oberon had been imprisoned for centuries if he left him! If the Sylph Queen and the Goat God hadn't turned against her together, Oberon would have been unable to leave her palace.
Didn’t she hit your house?”
"No." Hill replied simply, asking Purvi, who was watching the excitement in the spiritual sea, if he wanted to go there by himself.
"That queen is probably not as strong as Woking." Alessio pulled his wife to sit down and told her not to disturb Hill. "She has always been very aware of current affairs."
"Isn't it just bullying the weak and fearing the strong? Why do you say it so nicely? That stingy little guy won't give you any favors." Liz said disdainfully.
It seems that the elves don't like the current queen of the Happy Palace very much. She clearly had a good relationship with them when she was her predecessor.
Hill then thought about it, maybe because his predecessor was pretty good, he made the current one particularly bad.
Humans may not feel anything, but elves with long lifespans can compare them together.
Purvi's laughter almost shook his spirit. Hill slowly relaxed. It seemed that the unlucky one was definitely not Oberon.
"Don't worry." Alessio comforted Hill, "Not only the fairies are there at the Lost Edge, but also many creatures whose level exceeds that of demigods.
They have been with that fairy spirit for two hundred years, and they can be heard cursing the little fairy queen every day, and have no good impressions of her at all.
If Titania really thinks that she can snatch people there without you, her little face will probably be scratched."
Liz laughed loudly and suddenly stood up and ran out of the door.
"You are also an elf... you should know their character..." Alessio explained weakly, "She went to find a priest who can communicate with the tree people. She probably wants to watch the fun."
Hill smiled and nodded.
It seems that the priest who can communicate with the tree people doesn't like outsiders very much, otherwise Alessio and Liz would not even mention taking Hill with them.
He has nothing to worry about, as long as he knows that there is someone who can fight against Titania. Neither Oberon nor Vera can resist. In front of that throne, neither of them has the strength to resist.