Hill raised his hand and glanced at his Ring of Winter. It seemed that even in Faerûn, this artifact was powerful and tempting enough.
But Vol'jin, why do you want this ring?
As a friend of business, there are some things that she cannot do openly, especially war.
Once merchants choose to use war as a means of profit, they will either die without a burial place or become new aristocrats.
Although it sounds different, the so-called congressmen are actually no longer businessmen, and they no longer use commercial means to do things, which is very troublesome.
Such a businessman will only get further and further away from her church of wealth.
Unless she can really make the entire Faerûn use only her wealth of gold coins as a trade.
Hill glanced at the south. He really didn't understand what Wojin was planning. Was it because he was blinded by greed, or because he got into the thief's car and couldn't get out.
When she first cooperated with the evil dragon, didn't she consider that it would attract the attention of the Five-Colored Dragon Queen? Or the evil dragon never told her its true purpose at the beginning.
Otherwise, why would she dare to cooperate with the evil dragon, not afraid that the Five-Colored Dragon Queen would like his huge wealth in Faerûn?
The level of greed of the Five-Colored Dragon Queen is appalling. Even her followers dare not live next to her altar. That person is my terrifying presence as long as I see it.
Hill has discovered that the first batch of visitors from Faerûn who rushed in were all subordinates of powerful gods and their affiliated gods, and none below the medium level had appeared.
He glanced at the undead people watching beside him: "Why didn't you go back? Didn't you say that there are very interesting people here?"
"Hey, Hill." One of the leaders scratched his head in embarrassment, "Of course we want to go see it, but we have to record your movements after accepting the mission."
Mission? Hill was stunned for a moment before he realized that it was their forum that could be broadcast live.
I guess these are the professional journalists in the game, but unlike the original 'recorders', this group of people has enough autonomy and they are paid to do things.
On Hill's side, the undead are probably very concerned about how he will treat Merkel. They probably haven't yet understood why this happened suddenly in the Kingdom of Warcraft.
Therefore, the focus was on the father-in-law's violent beating of the son-in-law, and someone was specially left to observe Hill's movements.
Hill shook his head helplessly: "When new people come, let me see whose subordinates they are."
He could only watch them all, but he couldn't say that he wanted to know if another godly priest with more scantily clad clothes would come.
That guy's men are usually dressed like dancers, which is a little different from the fire-haired lady's men.
Moreover, because of the orientation of the main god, they appreciate the beauty of women more. Although they are beautiful, they do not have a good attitude towards men.
Ordinary priests may not be able to tell, but those who come to this world on behalf of gods can definitely be distinguished from the fire-haired ones at a glance.
If that person comes, at least one thing can be confirmed. Wojin has been tricked again.
Otherwise, with the temper of the goddess of joy, Lierla, she would definitely not participate in a war against Wo'jin.
Not even if she is very angry.
At least in this world, there is no goddess of joy who turned into a dancer, which shows that Wojin still has some say in the beginning.
But when the five-color dragon queen appears, whether Wojin, who represents wealth, will be tricked to death is another matter.
Hill looked up to the south. With the help of the gods of Faerûn, he no longer needed to worry about the direction of the war. William was still sober and did not feel that his ability was enough to fight against such a powerful existence.
He was a little worried that the evil dragon would come to him to steal the ring before escaping.
He also had to be careful of invisible and colorless existences. Who knew if the five-color dragon queen would come over on her own? After all, she had already laid eggs.
Hill racked his brains to design the magic circle.
He cannot affect the early warning of the entire camp, otherwise, even if he is wearing the winter snow cloak of the Ring of Winter and the mage robe of the crystal flower set, he may be accidentally stabbed by a thief.
Even if I can't die from thick skin, it still hurts!
Hill didn't want to suffer that, so he modified the magic circle bit by bit very carefully.
Although he was squatting in the camp and looked very busy, which was worthy of sympathy, but Alice, who was leaning against the curtain on the side of the window and saw Hill busy without raising her head, breathed a sigh of relief.
Even though Liszt told her that she was the only one who could enjoy Hill's meticulous care, Alice felt that she could no longer bear it.
Moreover, Aglaia was able to escape not because she could learn everything instantly, but because she was an innate spirit!
Aglaia controls almost all of Trasil's water laws, and Hill doesn't care about hers.
Alice feels that she can also take this path. She has almost become a demigod, and there really is no need to work so hard!
Alice never thought that one day, she would envy Aglaia because she did not get some kind of love from Hill!
"Miss Alice." Martha floated gently beside her, "Today's copying has not been completed yet."
"I think I have written very well." Alice looked at Martha sincerely, her eyes full of pleading, "Can you rest now? There is no need to practice anymore!"
She patted the description book on her desk from the past few days: "Why do you need to practice such neat handwriting? Look, every word is written clearly."
"Miss Alice, you should know that it is meaningless for me to say that your homework is completed." Martha also replied sincerely, "Ignoring the question of whether sir will check it, you really plan to start copying spell models.
?
Sir, you have been waiting for a long time."
Alice sat up suddenly: "What else do you want to copy? I'll just copy it!"
Liszt appeared and floated a book to them: "Of all the career introductions in this world, if Miss Alice's daily life is OK, it is best to copy this book."
"Why?" Alice asked unconvinced, "Why should I care about such a thing?"
"Because if Miss Alice finds the one she likes in these professions, she won't need to learn spells." Liszt said solemnly, "Sir, you just don't have time now, and you also think you need some space to adapt to becoming a human."
different.
However, the ending of this world will soon be seen.
At that time, what is Miss Alice going to do?"
Alice grabbed her ankle-length braid, twisted it around her neck, and then untied it in the opposite direction.
After struggling for a while, she said listlessly: "I will copy it and think about it carefully, and I will definitely come up with a solution before Hill's father comes back to see me.
What the hell is that spell model? It’s too difficult!
Hill’s father learns quickly on his own, so you can’t ask me to do the same!”
"Sir, he has a strange idea." Liszt said lightly, "He thinks that what he can learn in an hour, even if others learn slowly, as long as they study seriously, they should be able to learn it in a day.
He doesn't want Miss Alice to reach his level, but he feels that Miss Alice, if you learn slowly and hard, you will eventually learn it."
"No, I just can't! If anyone could learn it, mages would have been overrun long ago! They're not the undead." Alice shouted miserably, and had to carefully lower her voice for fear that Hill would hear it. She knew
My father Hill’s ears are so useful.
"So Miss Alice, it's best to find your own direction as soon as possible.
You know, as a legal profession, as long as you study hard, you can always learn some magic.
Sir, that’s really what I think.
Miss Alice, do you still remember Bonn? I once chatted with him. After Mr. Hill found out that he was not qualified enough, he asked him to memorize and copy the basic spell book every day, and use all the 0-level spells he knew every day.
100 times. It is best to use up all your mana before going to bed. After you are exhausted, lie down on the bed and have a good sleep.
Otherwise, how could Bonn have changed into a suitable environment and become a mage so quickly? What makes him better than other apprentices is not his qualifications, but his solid foundation.
If Miss Alice cannot make a choice, then your husband will definitely use the same method on you.
He really thinks that studying hard and practicing hard is a good thing."
Alice gasped slightly, quickly opened the book Liszt gave her, picked up the pen and began to copy it carefully, not daring to miss a word.
Liszt took a look at Alice's study. Compared to Hill's room, which had a more academic atmosphere, Alice's room was full of fresh air.
It was not all pink and green as he thought.
He nodded to Martha with satisfaction: "The arrangement is really good.
Thank you for your hard work. I was really shocked when I heard from my husband that he had set up a female consciousness for the puppet.
I would rather sir just set the gender of the puppet."
Martha said with a strange expression: "I spent a lot of effort to get those two puppets to change and decorate this place into a pink and white paradise and pile up a lot of jewelry.
Why does your husband think that women like to be jeweled?
Alice grew up with him. All she saw were top-level treasures, and of course she liked them too! Ordinary ones had no point in displaying them.
The only thing I'm thankful for is that my husband doesn't think that tender pink is more suitable for girls."
Liszt smiled faintly and did not answer. He knew why Hill was okay at this point.
After all, Hill is also a person who loves to surf the Internet. He is a typical straight man who loves to watch comedy variety shows and play games when he has nothing to do.
When he was reading the forum, he saw countless messages criticizing those men who chose Barbie pink color for their girlfriends, claiming that they were typical representatives of straight men.
Civilian straight men are the ones who are least willing to admit that they are straight men. Together, these two words basically represent singles.
Therefore, although Hill thinks that pink is suitable for little girls, he will basically not take the initiative to choose that kind of pink for others.
When decorating Aglaia's clothes, she didn't reveal her secrets. That's because Hill only knew how to make blue-related things for her.