Linn's thoughts and Hill understood that if the elves were like these guys, it would be best not to leave Evermeet Island.
Otherwise, there will only be more and more people like Black Stick who completely look down on elves.
"You can take a look at the Crusaders who came out of Yongju Island." The proprietress also understood, but she chose to throw cold water on it, "You haven't been back to your hometown for about 100 years, right? When you go back, you will know what it means to be accustomed to coming out.
Fool.
The fertility rate of elves has dropped again in the past hundred years, and no matter how stupid a child is, they can't bear to beat it, and they raise a pile of waste."
Hill raised his hand: "I wonder if I can have the honor to invite a beautiful lady to have a drink with me?"
"Alene Albaris." The beautiful and tall female shopkeeper sat down simply, "I know you, Hill, the lord of the Swamp of the Dead, right? The other one should be Linn, the Sheriff of Cuelva.
Bar?"
"That's right." Hill called a female clerk who had been peeking over here, "What would you like to drink, ma'am?"
"Just a glass of water from the Everlasting Spring. I don't like drinking. I don't need you to invite me. This store belongs to me." Albaris raised his chin at the clerk, and the moon elf girl immediately jumped away like a deer.
She turned her head and glanced at the few elves who crept out: "The elves in Waterdeep City are different from those in Silvermoon City. Only these guys who eat and wait to die can live well.
In fact, they just talk too much and don't dare to do anything else. They just make people's ears uncomfortable.
However, I do not accept orcs and some rude humans."
Abaris raised his chin proudly: "In my shop, of course I can choose the customers."
Hill has long understood that this female elf is actually looking for someone to choose from.
If she really had objections to the actions of those elves, she would not have allowed them to act so unscrupulously given her ability to move freely under Hill's pressure.
Although it was because the fairy dragon helped her share some of the pressure, she should be above level 17.
Elves are all willful. It's not that Abaris doesn't know that there is something wrong with what she and those elves are doing, but she just doesn't want to change it. It's obvious that she hates the Black Rod very much.
Probably among the elves driven out by the Black Rod, there were some of her old friends.
Hill quickly stood up and said goodbye to her, and Lin followed him without saying a word.
After leaving the tavern, Linn walked quickly with his head down, and Hill could only follow his footsteps. They seemed to have gone around to the back of the Elf Stone Tavern.
There are many winding alleys in Waterdeep City, and this one is particularly deep, and the magic fluctuations in it are obvious. Hill followed Linn, looking left and right.
This seems to be a place where many mages test their spells. There are many strange spells and even some small mechanisms hidden there.
After a while, Hill would reach out and put back the spell trap triggered by Linn, and upgrade it at the same time.
If the thieves or elves following them accidentally bump into them, a brilliant fireworks may appear.
Yes, they knew who Hill was, and the moon elf boss lady didn't lower her voice when she explained it, but some of the elves still followed her.
Maybe they think that the traps here are their own masterpieces, so they are so brave?
Hill didn't know what they wanted to do, but he wanted to teach them a lesson first.
"Hill." Linn finally calmed down and looked back at Hill, "She didn't tell the truth, right? She also discriminates against humans and half-elves, otherwise those elves wouldn't be so skilled.
She just recognized you! If she could, she would express her contempt for the half-elf to you! Why is she not arrogant now?
Do you think we are fools if the preface does not match the postscript?"
"The thing about the black stick is true." Hill smiled, "Looking at her age, she probably grew up watching the black stick. It's normal to be a little stubborn. Don't argue with the old lady.
Obviously, for so long, no one, including the Black Stick, has ever casually accused her of lying."
Lin En shook his head: "Although I have lived outside for almost a hundred years, the crises encountered in Silvermoon City are all about fighting hard, which is completely different from those in Waterdeep City.
They have too many dramas.
By the way, Hill. What does the Elf Forest look like in your world? It should be pretty good! You are so outstanding!"
Hill was stunned. How should he answer? He only has elf blood, but was not raised by elves.
This is really thankful to God. If he lived in the Forest of Elves, Hill would have run away long ago.
Everything about the Elf God King is a joke.
If the bottom elves in Faerûn are blinded by their past glory, then there are not many elves in Trasil who are reliable from top to bottom.
He smiled awkwardly and said hesitantly: "Powerful is very powerful. But the chaos system~you also understand.
Anyway, if you live your life as you please, although you will inevitably be beaten severely, you are still very happy at ordinary times.
And with Corellon here, no matter how hard you beat, it won't have any terrible consequences."
The corners of Lin En's mouth couldn't help but twitch. After hearing such words, she couldn't be happy at all!
What is the difference between this and Faerun?
Aren’t the elves now being severely beaten?
"There is a big difference between the two worlds." Hill thought for a moment before saying, "In our place, it is not the turn of people of Kelben's level to slap the elves."
Contrary to this world, humans and elves on the earth can probably get along well with each other, but the gods in the stars can easily fight with each other.
After all, there are undead people on the earth, and humans and elves don't have the heart to cause trouble. It's too easy to get burned.
There was a sudden explosion behind him, and Hirsch looked back in surprise.
"Did you do it? Who was it?" Lin asked keenly.
"This alley is probably a place where mages often come. There are many strange little traps." Hill said with a smile, "But they are not lethal enough and can only be regarded as a prank.
I just added a little bit of code, and I might get seriously injured.
As for who it is, I'm not sure, the elf or the thief, it depends on who owes it."
"Let's leave Waterdeep City as soon as possible!" Lin En took a deep breath, "This place is not suitable for normal people at all."
Hill nodded: "We'll leave early tomorrow morning and go see a show tonight."
"Is there any good thing about Siren?" Lin En cheered up instantly.
"I heard a few words at the auction house yesterday. It seems to be the traveling song and dance group of Lierla, the goddess of joy." Hill used his guidance skills and walked to the front to lead the way.
"That's still worth watching." Lin En was completely happy. "Normally, the Siren Theater is a small private theater run by nobles. No one except the vulgar people wants to go to it.
To be honest, humans prefer the occasional drama that satirizes reality. Sometimes we can’t understand where the conflict lies.”
Rather than getting angry about the future of the elves, he still loves music more.
Hill felt that only at this time could we see the heartlessness in Linn's character that originated from elves.
On the way to the theater, Hill bought a lot of things. Lynn didn't understand why he acted like a tourist who likes shopping, but she could only accompany him to buy souvenirs.
The dinner was really good. Although it was just a tavern, the roast beef with sweet and sour sauce served with large pieces of white bread was really delicious. When it was served, brandy was poured on the outside of the meat and set on fire, and it was served burning.
on their table.
And it was very cheap. Linn was determined not to go to that kind of big hotel again.
In a small shop like this, two people can have a full meal for only 5 gold coins.
Linn also took Hill to buy two formal elf dresses.
Although the two sets of clothes cost hundreds of gold coins, he still insisted on paying for them himself.
Hill smiled and accepted Linn's cryptic apology.
Even though Hill took revenge and went back, as the person who took him to the Elf Stone Tavern for dinner, Linn felt uncomfortable.
The song and dance troupe composed of followers of Lierla, the goddess of joy, and the conductors and musicians of the Waterdeep Music Association jointly presented a wonderful performance.
Although these dancers are dressed in an Egyptian style, there is no doubt about the excitement of the dance.
Every move of their hands and every move of their feet tells of their love for life.
Hill sincerely wrote a letter of invitation from the lord to them. He really hoped that Aglaia could also see such a passionate dance.
Early the next morning, when Hill checked out, Linn frowned at the shopkeeper's surprised and panicked behavior.
It wasn't until he and Hill got on the carriage and left Waterdeep City that he asked gently: "Is there something wrong with the innkeeper? Did I choose the wrong hotel?"
"All hotels in Waterdeep City are the same." Hill said nonchalantly, "As long as Kelben doesn't lose his rights, he can find a way to spy on us.
If I hadn't considered that something would happen to him in the future, Waterdeep would definitely be turned upside down, and many interesting things might disappear. I wouldn't have chosen this time to come to Deepwater.
Don’t worry about this, neither Kelben nor those who have a clear vision of the future will care about my powerful neighbor.”
Lin En, who finally understood that Hill just wanted to come over for shopping when Waterdeep was at its busiest, nodded and said, "I'm going to stay with you for a while. The rangers from Cuerva are also running into the wilderness to wait.
I'm not going to open an inn and wait for trouble while I'm picking up dragon eggs.
This dragon egg auction will definitely stimulate those big guys."
He raised his head and glanced at Hill: "But, I want to stay in the hotel below.
You can live in your suspended castle occasionally, but you can stay in mid-air for a long time without touching the earth.
I think I would be really upset."
"You're not a Druid." Hill couldn't help but complain.
But he also knew that it would be unbearable for a bard like Linn to live in isolation for a long time without contact with others.
Hill readily agreed, but he also had a small request.