Although elves who live in isolation pride themselves on being aloof and don't have to look at people they don't like... their chances of causing trouble are also relatively small.
Even the undead are used to encountering some NPCs with particularly cold and arrogant attitudes. To them, being arrogant is cute as long as they have a good face.
So Hill was not worried about any trouble in the newly emerged elf town. At most, the undead people were more enthusiastic about watching it at first.
He nodded to Linn: "I can give them shelter and I won't ask them to offer any loyalty, but they must ensure that they will not turn to evil."
Linn laughed: "This should be no problem.
Mithril elves...although they are also chaos type, they are more like the first generation elves who followed Corellon. They don't like to hurt others and mainly focus on defense.
If they had not been particularly stubborn in adhering to their traditional beliefs, they would not have migrated to the outer plane as a whole during the war 2000 years ago.
I guess they agreed so happily this time because they lost contact with the fortress in the outer plane and had no way out, so they found you under some obscure hints...
Otherwise, they, who have always been ignorant of worldly affairs, will not understand you that well.
However, the mithril elves have always been very firm in their choices. Even if you give them very free space and do not have any requirements to obey certain orders, they will still regard you as the leader of the alliance.
I guess in their hearts, the Trasil elves are already members of their alliance... That's pretty good.
Hill, when the world returns to normal, you don't have to worry about the undead causing trouble all the time... you can send them to the outer plane fortress of the mithril elves!
There are many enemies over there, and they are endless. There are fights every day, and they are more diligent than the devil."
Hill breathed out softly: "So, this should be Corellon's will? Let me tell you! How could these elves suddenly be so wise?"
Linn laughed helplessly: "Actually, I think it's him too... But I can't say it so clearly as you do. In Toril, when faced with the oracles that the gods have not publicly stated, many people speak ambiguously.
After all, what if you guess wrong?
There are so many elves and gods, who knows if another one spoke..."
Hill laughed: "Forget it! The elves and gods probably don't even understand what's going on with me!"
Linn didn't speak... He was in contact with the Elf Royal Fleet and the Supreme Forest, and of course he knew a lot of ridiculous speculations... Many elves would even come to him and ask which one was closer to reality.
Of course Lin En knows a lot of things, but he can't say it either!
He has read undead pamphlets and heard some undead speculations... But they are also exaggerated... The Elf God King of Trasil seems to be very unpopular. Among the undead nonsense
, the most popular legend is that Hill’s earth bear ancestor and the Elf God King who turned into a female bear gave birth to Hill’s grandmother...
But their pamphlet clearly stated that the grandmother was a very beautiful half-elf who could transform into a peregrine falcon and a leopard... More importantly, there was a mother or grandmother who fought against the pure-blooded male elf who betrayed her.
Coming.
Linn felt that although the Trasil elves only wore an elf skin, they were almost the same as the elves in terms of transmitting messages, and they were even better... Mainly because the elves had only seen people like Toril.
The world, the world of the undead themselves, this kind of story seems quite exciting.
Therefore, the stories they finished are also very innovative... The elves must be able to absorb a lot of essence from them.
As a friend, the only thing he can do is that these terrible stories are not spread from him... But Linn feels that he can't hold on for long.
The elves are particularly interested in Corellon's private life. A divine descendant like Hill who can be recognized by the father of the elves must be subject to a lot of prying eyes.
But if Hill can tolerate the undead...then there's no problem with the elves. At least the elves are more reserved than the undead, and even if they have questions, they won't ask them directly.
Hill looked at the hundreds of puppets in the castle, then turned to ask Linn: "If you need puppets, ask Martha to find Liszt.
After all, the elemental elves won’t be able to come back in a short time, so it’s better to have as few surveillance blind spots as possible in the territory.”
Linn nodded: "I will let Martha scan the situation of the entire territory and calculate how much is needed first. Moreover, if you use the prison in the future, you have to open a path in the middle of the green forest, right? It's best to use it there.
Puppet supervision.
Forget about the Elf City Guards... maybe one of their brothers, sisters, or even uncles and aunts will be imprisoned. What if someone suddenly has a bad brain... Well... it would be bad if he acted impulsively."
Although Lin En did not hate these elf noble children who bullied him when he was a child, he could not help but make fun of them occasionally.
After all, most of the elven cubs are naughty children... The fertility rate of pure-blood elves has not been declining for a day or two, and they are only a little better than the dragons.
So even if these little elves have been around for a hundred or two hundred years, most of the elves can smile and say "they are still children" and are willing to tolerate their nonsense.
In addition, Lin En is protected by his cousins. At most, he will hear some unpleasant words and be pushed a few times. If it is too much, everyone will have a fight. But with the temper of the elf, it is difficult to remember these things for hundreds of years.
years later.
By this time, the hatred between them is more like the resentment they had formed in childhood: they don't want the other person to be in any danger, and they might help each other when they are in trouble, but they are also unwilling to say good things about the other person.
Obviously Linn thought that this matter would affect the life of the city guards in Aglaia, so he specially patched it up in front of Hill, but what he said would never be so pleasant.
Hill couldn't help but laugh out loud: "Haha~ You can just handle such a small matter. Do you need me to open the road and transplant the trees?"
Linn said expressionlessly: "No, just leave these matters to the druids. Don't you still have to copy the books?"
Hill's laughter stopped abruptly.
He turned around and looked at the tall bookcase: he had only completed two of the seven-story bookcase.
Hill frowned and drove Linn away with bitterness and hatred: "Why are you still here? Go to work quickly!"
Lin En left with a smile, leaving only a stack of documents: "You should take a look at the paperwork over there in Luskan, and write it as read to Ms. Laila."
The last thing Hill wants to read right now is text, but Lynn is right. Ms. Laila has just entered his employ, and he must show more attention. Even if he was not at home before, he must give some feedback when he comes back...
...after all, this lady sent me a thick work report.
Hill looked down at the small daily things, and a question suddenly popped up in his mind: Oops... the fragments of Black Eyes' portrait are in the Black Staff Tower!
So what should we do about midnight pre-adult education?
The little girl Edna who was worried by Hill had nothing to worry about... Laila was too busy and directly pulled Charlotte to be her deputy.
The twins are still young enough to be taken by the two ladies, but Edna is not suitable. Anyway, this girl is very easy to learn and does not need parental supervision. Luskan is safe enough now, at least the island where the Snow Palace is located.
It's definitely no problem.
After the two adults put up layers of protection on her, they allowed Edna to go out and play on her own.
And what Lila gave Edna was a talisman as big as a child's hand made from a broken corner of a black-eyed oil painting... After Kelben got a larger fragment of the oil painting, he made the rest.
It has become a pendant and amulet, and this one is considered a relatively large one.
The main ability of that oil painting was that it could directly connect to a mirror in the Kingdom of the Goddess of Magic. If Mystra was willing, she could answer the mages' questions directly through the oil painting.
But now there is only the ability to add magic net spells... Kelben has tried many times, but he can't find more spirituality in these fragments.
So he only needs to keep the biggest one, and the rest are meaningless to him.
When Laila left, of course she would not choose to leave the house, but directly emptied Kelben's private warehouse.
She and her children will not compete with Kelben's most proud nephew and his older sons for the inheritance rights of the two cities in the future. They will only take a few good things from him, which is already very cheap for them!
Speaking of which, Laila would choose to give this talisman to Edna, just hoping that the oil painting fragment would use its last strength to save her after sensing that the descendant of Black Eyes' bloodline was in danger.
But Laila probably didn't expect... that she would have such a weird idea, to bet on a fragment of an artifact and have such a strong will, and she also received some spiritual hints.
The backhand that Black Eyes left on this oil painting quietly appeared when it sensed Edna's presence.
Of course, the predecessor Mystra knew that her bloodline still existed on the continent of Faerûn... The reason why she allowed her oil painting to appear in the Tower of Wind Song was because at that time, this was one of the top gathering places for mages in the entire continent.
Heitong is convinced that her offspring will appear in front of her one day... Even if she doesn't recognize him, she will give him the best education.
Of course, her beautiful ideas are only imagination...
And Edna had a teacher who taught her in her dreams... The large amount of study time every night made the little girl not want to continue reading magic books during the day... With nothing to do, she was soon discovered by her friend, who had a strange name.
The 'Old Sanda King' was brought into the alchemy hall opposite the Snow Palace. In addition to watching interesting stories on the giant screen every day, he also watched the never-ending one-on-one duel game in the small square.
Edna really learned a lot of wizard skills here to deal with other professions... She deeply understood what it means to use level 0 spells well, and she can also kill the weaklings...
This chapter has been completed!