If Chang'an Town is really bombed, the impact on his territory will not be small.
"Liszt." Hill softly summoned his tower spirit, "Go and issue a mission to the undead. All people near Heart Lake need to evacuate. Warn all pedestrians passing by Chang'an Town that the next earthquake is likely to occur there. In the end,
What a detour.”
"By doing this, will it be possible for those hubels in Chang'an Town to escape? It's impossible for them not to hear the news. At least some of them will still have intelligence. After all, your reputation is so good that you won't tease passers-by at will."
Selune asked curiously, "I just saw... you really hate their disgusting behavior.
Why bother with them?
Hill, I thought you just respected Tyr, not like him."
"I will respect Tyr, but I will never be as kind and generous as him." Hill replied without hesitation, "But I will not watch innocent people die, even if this may allow some enemies to
Escape.
But so what?
The evil ones will definitely be killed, and I will not kill anyone who does not do evil things myself...but I will not allow any Huber to take shelter in my territory, including that Marco who seems to know nothing.
If anyone who has committed serious crimes escapes, I will not begrudge the money, and a reward order is the simplest way."
A smile appeared on Hill's lips: "Just right, it can make up for the losses caused by the Night Cloaks' concession to Aglaia."
Shar laughed coldly: "Don't use your stupid brain to think about the actions of a neutral camp archmage with a sharp and calm mind."
Selûne still doesn't quite understand. To her, it's better if the person she hates dies, and it doesn't matter even if it hurts innocent people... Who let him happen to pass by?
That means his destiny is like this, why bother struggling.
Of course, if this unlucky guy is a devout believer of hers, Selune is still willing to help...for example, drop a ray of moonlight and send him thousands of miles away.
As for whether the unlucky guy is willing or not, Moon Girl doesn't care... as long as he's still alive?
"I really don't understand why a good person puts so many restrictions on himself?" Selune said, "I always thought Hill was a bit like the undead, but now it seems that the gap is quite big.
.
Do you have more contact with Trasil, so some of your ideas are similar?
Unfortunately not all.
How interesting the undead are!"
Hill twitched the corners of his lips and gave a helpless smile.
Shar was shocked: "In your heart, are the lawful and neutral undead more worthy of attention than the neutral and kind Hill?
Didn’t you notice how orderly they were?”
"Who are you lying to?" Selune muttered, "The undead themselves must be chaotic, but that William has a strong restraint... In order to have some fun, I can also act according to the rules within a certain period of time.
Do it!
If the control of the undead was in Corellon's hands, do you think they would still be so abiding by the rules?
Tsk~
All the drow have to accept defeat."
Hill could only sit on the chair and look at the giant screen without blinking... What Selune saw was only the side of the undead that suited her better.
She is arrogant.
The various styles of the undead can actually make people feel that the homeland where their souls reside must be very orderly.
In real chaos, even if it is controlled by the order camp, it is impossible for tens of millions of people to follow the command of the same person...especially when this command is not very powerful.
This is something that even the most formal military camp in Toril would find difficult to accomplish.
Even in those military camps under high-pressure management in a Spartan style, as long as the soldiers become stronger, it will be difficult for them to accept the command of a commander who is weaker than themselves.
After all, Toril is a world that values personal abilities more. It is simply impossible for a person who thinks he is an elephant to obey an ant in his eyes.
"Why do you always say these things that you don't even believe?" Shar couldn't help but speak. She really didn't understand where Selune learned this way of talking that deceives her.
"Because it's happy~" Selune said with a smile, "Rather than getting to the bottom of it, it's happier to just say what you want to hear."
Hill blinked in confusion... Wait, what is the Moon Girl saying? Did he hear it wrong?
Selune is really saying... only saying what she wants to hear?
Is the Chaos camp just so willful, or is Selûne more unique?
Shar fell into silence. She didn't know whether the daughter of the night, like Hill, couldn't believe her ears, or whether she was completely desperate for her sister.
Fortunately, the roar coming from the east of Aglaia freed Hill from the dilemma of not knowing how to react.
He quickly stood up and walked to the east side of the hanging garden, holding on to the railing and looking into the distance.
It can be seen from the black-red flames rising into the sky that the Hubbell family has long been prepared to die together.
Hill frowned, jumped down directly, and rode a gust of breeze to the edge of the Heart Lake outside Aglaia City.
The hillside where Chang'an Town is located, and the continuous castle magic towers on the nearby mountains are collapsing and shattering layer by layer, and the ground is constantly cracking. Cracks dozens of meters wide are arranged in random directions... There is almost no space for that.
Anyone in this small town has any chance of survival.
Hill now feels that he did not covet the large open space opposite the huge road in Faerûn that was built and blessed by the gods. He really made a good decision... That is a land without one. If he, as the lord of Aglaia,
With permission, his subjects can use the method of clearing up wasteland there to return this land to Aglaia's name.
However, Hill never liked to cause trouble, and he did not need to covet the little food and territory, so he simply stopped the spontaneous behavior of the people in the territory.
For this reason, each of these good leaders who took the initiative to increase the territory for the lord was given ten silver coins as a reward!
So now Hill is much more convenient.
Even in battles between gods and giant dragons, these giant roads in Faerûn that existed hundreds of thousands of years ago have not been destroyed.
The blessings of the gods... including those evil gods... allowed this road to hold on tenaciously even under the influence of the spell plague.
This seemingly earth-shattering explosion in Chang'an Town was even less likely to harm Julu in the slightest.
But the impact on the earth crossed the huge road that seemed to be in another dimension and rushed directly to Aglaia.
Hill stepped firmly on the ground with his feet, smoothing out the huge waves coming from the opposite side.
"Sir." Liszt appeared next to him, "Some caravans who happened to pass by Chang'an Town asked Aglaia for temporary asylum."
"Has the contract with Chang'an Town been terminated?" Hill asked softly.
"It was lifted when the Hubbell family attacked Edna."
What a not-so-surprising answer.
"The evil camp is only allowed to go around outside the city." Hill said gently, "Let them take the road next to Bailong Mountain.
I allowed them to rest in a roadside hotel."
"Sir, maybe you should build a resting place for passing caravans by the heart lake." Liszt put forward a different opinion, "Many caravans in Chang'an Town plan to go east.
You don’t want this trade route to end up in the hands of Waterdeep, do you?”
Hill glanced at his tower spirit and raised an eyebrow: "I know. I built it according to the hotels and warehouses over there."
For him, he doesn't even need to think about the buildings that have already been built.
After making a few pretentious gestures with the magic book, even though his feet were still suppressing the fluctuations coming from the opposite side, a five-story hotel with a warehouse, carriage and stable appeared in the triangle between Xinhu Lake and Julu.
Fortunately, when he originally planned the land here, Hill had already completed various magic circles... of course, including the magic patterns used by tower spirits such as Martha and Liszt.
Martha showed up quickly and quickly took over the new hotel.
"This place will be under Lin En's control from now on." Hill told her with a smile, "So if you need anything, let Lin En go find it in the Strange Objects Warehouse.
I have kept several copies of most of the rare items needed for daily use in the municipal warehouse."
"Yes, sir." Martha said respectfully.
Feeling that the final aftermath had faded, Hill told Lin En, who had already rushed over: "I'll leave the affairs here to you. Do you need anything else?"
Lin En looked sideways and pointed at the Tower of Dawn, which was particularly conspicuous due to the nearby collapse: "Believers of Dawn, what should I do if they come down?
As long as he is nearby, the Elf City Guards probably won't come to inspect.
Hill, some of the ideas of the Lord of the Dawn can easily resonate with young elves, so we have learned since childhood not to come into contact with his followers. When we see the Tower of Dawn, we would rather take a detour than walk under the tower."
Hill couldn't help but glance at his friend... Is this the final conclusion of the orthodox elves on the original Disaster of Dawn?
Lin En's expression did not change, but he urged: "You should build a military camp next to it.
Or let some of Tire's paladins come over, or let the Elf City Guards train a human garrison. Anyway, the only requirement for them is to maintain order, and their daily work is to cooperate with your puppets.
Many of the humans in Aglaia City are junior apprentices, and they can give you a formal army in three months."
Hill understood the meaning behind his words. The elves would rather work overtime for three months than work under the Tower of Dawn.
Even if the job is easy.
Hill twitched the corner of his mouth helplessly...Lansendall, this evil guy!
He waved helplessly, and a military camp slightly smaller than the one in Aglaia City stood next to the heart lake, with a large terrace across the heart lake, enough for them to do daily water training.
Then Hill turned to ask Linn: "I remember that the paladins of Tire can be hired to train the territorial army?"
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