Hill flew slowly along the main road towards Aglaia City.
When passing by Longsaddle Town, he couldn't help but take a look: Kelben's friend, Marco Hubbell's Tower of Dusk, could only appear on the edge of the Neverwinter Forest under the current situation.
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The waves caused by Purvi flying slowly under the clouds alerted the guards of the tower: a griffon flew around the tower several times and finally stopped at the top of the tower, stretching its neck and looking up. It seemed that it did not
I plan to fly up and take a look.
It seems that this griffon also knows what the appearance of the alien whale means, otherwise this grumpy creature will not be so polite to the flying creatures passing by it... Relying on the magic tower controlled by the 20th level mage, of course it will not
What kind of dragon are you afraid of?
Therefore, the reputation of this griffin has never been very good. Its fighting cock-like personality has made it famous far and wide. To be so honest, it is estimated that the Archmage Hubbell has applied for Purvi's identity several times.
Hill glanced at the famous magic tower, turned his head noncommittally, and had no intention of doing anything more. He also lost interest in the weird castles on the hillside on the west side.
If the Hubbell Castle he had seen in the illustrations of various game novels was still a bit mysterious like a large medieval castle... the real Hubbell Family Castle did not arouse much interest in him at all. It was actually surrounded by countless towers.
A five-story stone castle in the middle is a strange-looking complex of buildings...and they all look dilapidated. Whether it is the castle or the tower, you can see the traces of repairs many times...
On the other hand, there are some blue and white buildings below the hillside, which are normal, but they are just three-story garden houses, and they are not closely connected. The distance between each building is at least 200 meters apart.
Then there is the small town at the foot of the mountain, which is no different from most towns in Faerûn. There is no trace of a mage town at all.
Hill couldn't help but smile and asked Purvi to go back to the territory directly.
He might as well go back and build roads.
He really thinks too much. As long as he is an official mage, he will not be willing to stay with others: Archmage Marko, who can protect himself, will go to the forest ten kilometers away from his family to build a magic tower.
Hug together for warmth, but at least give yourself an independent space.
Chang'an Town is the territory of their Hubbell family, and they don't have so many mages that this hill can't accommodate them, so of course they can live in a very spacious place.
As long as you are a mid-level mage, you will never be too poor. It doesn't cost much to find a place to build a tower on your own... Hill thinks that what they need more is to be careful not to blow up their tower by their next-door neighbors.
In fact, there is nothing wrong with the wizards of the Hubbell family choosing to live in the tower. Not to mention adapting to the structure of the magic tower first... This can also save a lot of space and damage to the neighbors next door.
Those dilapidated towers that have been restored countless times can prove that this choice is right.
Hill saw the traces of time there... The towers on the edges, although there were signs of repair, were obviously modified... But the further inside, the uglier the towers became, with blocks of different shades and even the edges.
The rough stones make it easy to see the owner's impatience.
Hill had forgotten that when turning mud into stone in this world, what is converted is the most common stone. If the defensive array is not strong enough, it is completely normal to have to add stones to your house after a few experiments.
Hmm... It seems that the only attraction for him among the mages of Chang'an Town is their rich collection of books and their familiarity with the history of Faerûn.
He thought there would be some interesting curiosities in this place... What a disappointment.
Hill flew to the ground unsatisfied, the crystal flower ring on his finger glowed, and a 25.5-meter-wide cyan avenue was pulled out from the main road leading directly to the spine of the world... His transformation of mud into stone
, even if the mana used is slight, it is still quite easy to convert it into a relatively solid bluestone road.
Hill walked slowly to the lake, with the green road stretching under his feet. He walked around the lake that dropped from the sky, and then flew to the westernmost side of the lake.
The shape of this lake is very interesting. It actually forms the shape of a heart...the starting point on the east side is the apex of the heart, and the west side is a less obvious recess.
If Hill had not built this road, it would not be so obvious, but now, people flying in the air can feel the appearance of this heart if they look carefully.
Hill happily raised a small pier in the west, and then planted endless vines on the small stone building, making the recess more obvious.
He decided to leave this surprise to the undead to discover on their own... as long as they remembered that they could fly.
Then he turned around and continued walking towards the city of Aglaia: he had to move the fields he passed to other places along the way.
Fortunately, the fields here all belong to the city of Aglaia, and they just hire people to plant them, so there is no problem for him no matter what he does.
According to Lin En's opinion, the fields allocated to the city residents are all located on the edge of the green forest. Although they are relatively close to the cemetery, there are streams there that can help with irrigation.
Moreover, the Toril people would feel safer near the cemeteries of the Knights of Justice and the Priests of the Silver Moon, at least the evil undead would certainly not dare to appear there.
Hill didn't care about this. The temple cemetery had always been tightly sealed, and the nearby flowers, plants, and trees probably didn't have the ability to absorb much nutrition from those corpses... Anyway, he didn't eat the food in these fields.
He slowly walked to the east gate of Aglaia City. Lin En was already standing there with a smile waiting for him to finish. There were many curious city residents watching behind him, and even the rare dwarfs and dwarfs ran out.
Lin En took a look, clapped his hands and said: "It seems that our lord has built the road. The only thing left is to plant beautiful shrubs on both sides of the road... Ilsa, this matter
I'll leave it to you, and I will allocate a sum of money to you to hire the Trasil elves."
A wood elf dressed as a druid came out in response and bowed lightly: "Okay. I will go to the alchemy hall early tomorrow morning."
"I built a small dock next to that lake." Hill warned, "I found that the fish in that lake are all brown-finned fish, which are considered to be very good freshwater fish... Maybe this lake came from
Cut from the Kingdom of Cormyr.
This fish is a specialty of that country, and the taste is said to be quite good.
Tell the citizens that I allow them to fish in the lake, but fishing is prohibited during the breeding season of brownfin fish."
Before Linn could speak, the citizens behind him cheered... Although they rarely went to the lake before because the road was relatively far, it was a good thing for everyone to have more food.
Now there is a road again... Even the poorest family in Aglaia City can afford to raise an ordinary horse.
Hill nodded to them: "Go if you want to! The highway is safe, just don't cross the road to Faerûn."
Many citizens rushed onto the highway, seemingly intending to see the lake and the fish in the lake with their own eyes... Some people turned around and went home. These were the smart ones who knew to go back to find their mounts first.
Hill couldn't help but shook his head and asked Lin En with a smile: "Is there anything else?"
"Go back to the castle first?" Linn said softly.
Hill helplessly grabbed his arm and flew directly to the floating castle. In fact, he was really just asking casually... What could happen in just one day?
Purvi had already run back by himself... He liked the open-air garden on the castle very much.
The garden filled with light blue moonlight always made him feel like he was back home.
When Hill heard this description for the first time, he had to wonder if the blue native world of the Alien Whale, which is said to have no land but an endless ocean, was a moon that had not yet awakened...
After returning to the study, Lin En spoke quickly: "The Temple of Helm has chosen Neverwinter City and plans to leave early tomorrow morning... I have actually known for a long time that their minds are uncertain. Even if we gave him a place, what he built would be
It's just an ordinary church and can be evacuated at any time.
It seems that they have never been optimistic about Aglaia City."
"It's not surprising that the Temple of Helm wants to leave me. The followers of Helm are all adventurers and mercenaries, especially those who work as bodyguards." Hill poured a glass of wine for the unhappy Linn, "I won't mention them.
This is the most basic protection work. Where in Aglaia City are there any tasks for these people to do?
Didn’t the undead even steal the missions in the tavern?”
Lin En sighed: "But how could they have the nerve to go to Neverwinter... The people of the Knights of Justice almost went crazy... The people of the Helm Temple had the nerve to let them go back with them, and they were almost killed by the half-man from the Silver Shield.
The leader of the group of gods was beaten.
In the end, it was the original captain of Neverwinter City who succeeded and threw those guys from the Helm Temple together with the envoys from Neverwinter City."
"Finally a bit smarter." Hill commented lightly, "This is because he found out that Heim's group was secretly causing trouble... didn't they come to the door with such a big fanfare just to make us have a bad impression of the Knights of Justice?
As long as we show that we are not welcome, those people with their rigid heads will definitely run away.
By then, Neverwinter City might be a good choice...
As expected, these guys don’t care at all about their thousand-year friendship with the Knights of Justice... Heim, as expected, does not have such a good relationship with Tyr."
Lin En snorted coldly: "It's because they were lucky... Normally, the priests of Tire are the ones who rushed to the front line, and they should all be in Luskan.
But they know the abilities of the undead very well. There is no need for them to risk the backlash of the magic network to release divine magic, so they all stay in the temple.
The priests of Tire are all from the legal background..."
Hill laughed: "It seems that the relationship between them and the Toril nobles is quite subtle."
How many lessons did the righteous Tire believers have to receive before they could react to these dirty thoughts so quickly!
This chapter has been completed!