As family members of the Holy Knights of Tire, they are indeed living a very confident life. Although their lives are not luxurious, as a middle-income family, these girls are well dressed.
Moreover, as the descendants of knights, they have all been trained and are very agile and tall.
In the continent of Faerûn, such women are very popular.
Some tall, good-looking professionals wearing leather armor were walking around a little further away from the girls, chatting and laughing and gesticulating gracefully, looking very sunny and handsome.
This is also a popular model of handsome men in Faerun, and the girls can't help but look at it.
These warriors and rangers have reached level 10 or above at a young age, and their looks and figures are above the normal level. No wonder they make these girls whose eyes are usually higher than their heads look at them more.
You know, what they usually come into contact with are reserve paladins and their apprentices. Ordinary adventurers can't even get them out of the corner of their eyes.
Hill sneered, summoned Martha, and told her to pay more attention to the safety of the girls in the territory in the name of Aglaia, and not to give them any chance to get along privately with outside adventurers.
The conspirators in this world like to use roundabout ways to find trouble, especially by using the family members of some powerful people.
In Hill's territory, the only existence that can be used is the 'Silver Shield' Knights.
It can be said that the passers-by here in Hill can be so safe and secure, which has a lot to do with the paladins of Tire.
The pantheon of Faerûn is too complex, and many people are adept at exploiting conflicts between gods for profit.
The local lord who allowed Tyr's Paladins to remain silent when facing pirates who clearly came from Luskan temporarily suppressed their impetus.
But Kelben, who has been slapped in the face by Hill, will definitely find a way to get revenge again.
It's a pity that Kelben probably doesn't understand what nature's favor means.
After just one glance, Hill discovered the problem.
Hill had somewhat figured out the idea of the Black Rod, but he really didn't expect Kelben to take advantage of ordinary people's emotions.
Kelben must have felt that Hill's temper was not good and he must be irritable and irritable.
Otherwise, most people would not directly care about him, a dying person.
If these paladins fall out with Hill over family matters, there may be bloodshed.
Letting Tire, who supports Aglaia, the sea god, become their biggest enemy in the end is the best revenge on Hill.
Most normal lords would not care about these trivial matters of love between men and women, but Hill was different.
Seeing that passionate scene, Hill's mental sea only sounded the alarm.
People in the world of Toril probably have never known how many problems men and women can create between men and women in a relatively peaceful world.
Not to mention Hill's past life, the elves and human nobles in Trasil, that little bit of information is enough to write hundreds of third-rate romance novels.
At that moment, the events about Salar suddenly echoed in Hill's mental sea like a revolving door.
Of course, Hill would not ignore such an obvious warning.
Hill smiled coldly. People in the world of Toril may have other conspiracies. Hill may have to worry a little more and play bloody drama. This time, he is standing on the top of the mountain and looking down at the world.
The silver moon hung in the sky, and the heavy rain could not cover up the light of the silver moon. Hill didn't know if Su Lun was watching the fun.
On the brightly lit commercial street, the group of girls were still drinking that cup of coffee.
They may be a little tempted.
Hill put on a white-gold, close-fitting robe with blue edges, styled her waist-length blond hair smoothly, and then landed next to a banyan tree at the end of the commercial street.
There were more than a dozen crystal lanterns hanging on the banyan tree, and under the awning with white light, the entire commercial street seemed like daytime.
When the first lady noticed his presence, Hill gently brushed away the banyan tree branches in front of his eyes and smiled at the girls who were looking over.
Amidst the gasps of air-conditioning, Hill passed by the group of adventurers without looking back and glanced at them with disapproval.
He looked back at the girls worriedly.
After making sure that these girls noticed the contrast between Hill and the group of adventurers, they slowly walked out of the commercial street.
The adventurers who were suppressed by his powerful magic pressure and looked ugly, a little guilty and frightened, and the merchants of Waterdeep City who were timid and did not dare to say anything, all became the best foils.
Hill walked out of the commercial street and walked towards the Swamp of the Dead.
The downpour broke up in front of him instantly, and several water elemental elves happily came forward to greet him.
They liked the weather very much, and also liked the pure atmosphere next to the Aglaia Temple. Naturally, they were filled with joy when they saw Hill who had summoned them to such a fun place.
Hill was in their company, waving his hand and releasing the 'Moon Dance Chao Ying'.
This spell is rarely used by Hill alone, but it is very suitable at this time.
The silver moonlight seemed to be attracted to the ground by Hill, and the water and sky instantly turned into one color.
The vitality in the thunderstorm and the purifying power of the silver moon merged into the swamp of the dead, and waves rolling and surging layer by layer reflected the moonlight.
Hill glanced sideways and saw that Aglaia, who had been notified by Martha, was already floating quietly above the Poseidon Temple.
She raised her hands high, and the exquisite ball flew in the rain, shining like another silver moon.
The gently dancing waves instantly turned into giant waves, slamming hard in front of Hill.
Onlookers on the shopping street and in hotel rooms couldn't help but exclaim.
Hill stood motionless in front of the wind and waves, and the huge waves that hit him naturally split into two halves in front of him. His white-gold robe reflected the moonlight, and his golden hair was flying in the wind and rain.
It's like God is coming.
Aglaia raised her hand and raised a seven-meter-high steep slope to the north of the Temple of Tyr. On the other side was the cliff blocking the Temple of Bane.
The water elements suddenly rushed into the wind and waves of the Swamp of the Dead. This was their first time entering the territory.
Everyone understands that this means complete purification.
Here, the name Swamp of the Dead can no longer be used.
In just a few months, Aglaia has completely purified this half of herself.
"From now on, this territory can finally have its own name." Hill looked up at Aglaia, who was holding the exquisite ball, and then turned to look at the crowd watching behind him with a smile, "For the respectable Poseidon.
After everything I have done for this place, my territory will be called 'Aglaia' from now on.
Now, please cheer for the beautiful goddess, residents and friends of Aglaia Town!"
His voice resounded clearly throughout the entire territory, and the heavy rain behind him turned into a gentle drizzle, while in other places, it was still pouring rain.
That is the reward given to this land by the world of Toril.
Aglaea's temple glowed blue in the drizzle, and the world of Toril directly acknowledged her existence.
This temple is now a place of miracles. No matter who the believer is, he must show respect to the god, unless he is an enemy of Aglaia.
In the world of Toril, these gods cannot just talk about their declared enemies casually. They must explain their reasons. Usually it is a conflict of laws, or the gods have faced conflicts directly.
Otherwise, the god AO will let them know what it means to have trouble come from the mouth.
The drizzle was falling, but the water in the swamp slowly receded, and a long, white beach appeared, connected by the blue and transparent sea water.
Everyone who heard and saw all this could only take off their hats and salute: "Thank you Goddess Aglaia for your gift!"
Aglaia looked back, then flew up from the temple and rushed directly to the floating castle in the sky. The corner of her fluttering skirt gently slid over the edge of the transparent awning, and her slender white ankles were startling.
Hong flashed.
Suddenly there were several "dong dong" sounds on the commercial street. Several ordinary people forgot to breathe and suddenly fainted on the ground.
The ethereal and melodious whale call suddenly echoed through the sky, bringing most of the shocked people back to their senses.
The whale's call rang a full nine times, and everyone in Hill's territory understood that from now on this would be the bell that announced important events in the small town of Aglaia.
Hill nodded to the Paladins and Harpers who looked over, and flew directly back to the floating castle.
Lynn and Terry, who had been invited back by Martha, were already sitting in the hall, congratulating Aglaia.
From today on, Aglaia is the sea god recognized by Toril. If the offshore goddess Amberli does not want to become a demigod and eventually die at the hands of an enemy, she must find a way.
But she may not have the courage to go to Talos for help now.
Talos has always been cruel and terrifying. Faced with Embry who has lost her value, he is more likely to choose to devour her directly and then cause trouble for Aglaia.
Speaking of which, Ambry's opportunity is only in these ten years.
During the time when the goddess of magic died, it was difficult for the gods in the star world to communicate with the believers in the world.
The magic network was in chaos, and in order to maintain its stability, the chosen ones of the goddess of magic and several related gods almost died together.
I don’t know how many arcane mages were directly confused and even had their heads shot.
At that time, not only were many spells unavailable, but the gods who were accustomed to using magic nets to release magical spells also completely lost their news.
Their followers can only use level 3 magic to conquer the world.
Aglaia and Hill, who have little connection with Toril's origins, will not be affected in any way.
Embry is different. Those believers she obtained through coercion and inducement are likely to choose to give up on her completely.
Hill felt that the only way for her to survive in the end was to completely change her profession to become the God of Murlocs.
Although there is little room for improvement and the image will become uglier, you can always survive.
Hill happily thought about these messy things and walked into the hall: "Today is a good day, isn't it? I need to have a good meal.
Liszt, use our treasured ingredients to make a feast!"
There was applause in the hall and everyone was very interested.