Spring in the small town of Aglaia always comes earlier than other places in the Northland.
Girls have gone into groups carrying small baskets to pick the first crop of wild vegetables and fruits in early spring in the woods on the east side of the town.
The great plague in the North is still prevalent. Some smart people in Waterdeep City will walk to Hill's town on their own and test whether they can walk into the commercial street to judge whether they are carrying the plague.
The hotels in the town are already full.
Even the two small houses next to the Aglaia Temple were rarely filled with people.
Lynn had already made preparations. After asking Hill, he allowed some refugees to set up tents in the open space between the port and the Harper Building.
These people are actually really pitiful.
The nobles who were the main culprits had their deep mansions and compounds. Even if there was a plague, they would have their own place to hide.
And those who know that there may be something wrong with these treasures, but are still overcome by greed, are not innocent. They have already reached this point, and they will not leave those cities.
Only by staying there will the superior adults find ways to relieve the disease in order to maintain their rule.
Once you leave, you will most likely be secretly executed.
There are only these people in front of them who don't know what to do, have no place to hide, and can only hope that the lord of the nearest town will show their kindness, and they are at a loss.
Although Hill rejected those desperate people with black mist on their bodies, he still allowed these innocent people to enter.
It's just that he can no longer show mercy and care for these newcomers as he did in the past, nor can he open the door to allow refugees to move into the town.
They can only suffer here and wait for the end.
The only good thing is that the town of Aglaia allows them to buy food and some daily necessities freely, and there is no price increase.
The arcane mages of Nese did not endure it for long. After discovering that the elves had begun to dig and repair the buildings in the city, they just returned from the Shadow Plane for two years and had been staying in the Hungry Continent high in the Shadow City.
The ground rushed towards the edge of the desert, and the destination looked very much like Myth Drannor.
Although the elves and goblins were a little panicked, they did not think that this would be a life and death battle. They felt that the City of Shadows probably wanted to find a good place to station themselves, and they would leave as long as they won the battle.
The twelve great mages in Yinhun City are indeed very powerful, but they are not afraid of goblins and elves. Who doesn’t have a master above level 20?
Especially the demons and goblins, they dare to deal with the demon-sucking Felin Demon Kui, of course because of their innate power to destroy demons.
And these arcane masters of Netheril were completely destroyed by these phaerim demons, leaving only this group of ghosts who survived by hiding in the shadow plane.
Mis Drannor entered the defensive mode very neatly. They prepared many giant crossbows that could hit the sky directly. They were powerful weapons that even ancient dragons could easily shoot through.
They simply didn't understand the real reason why these arcane mages were suddenly preparing to attack.
Shade City will not tell them the reason. They will only kill all the insiders before finding the Nese Scroll.
No one knows why there is a scroll of Nese in the elven warlock tower, and who passed the news to Yinhun City. Whether some evil gods who are afraid of chaos in the world are causing trouble in the middle, but war is absolutely impossible.
avoid.
Outsiders like Hill can only sigh and wait for the outcome.
The only madness of these dark mages who have lived in the City of Shade for thousands of years is the scroll of Nese that was stolen by Myth Drannor.
Whether it was the elves who were responsible for it or the stolen goods they purchased later, for this group of the only remnants of the Nese era, it can only belong to them.
It is impossible for them to tell the truth. The City of Shadows is indeed very powerful, but Toril has many forces that can deal with them.
There are a very large number of archmages in Toril, including the chosen ones of Mystra, and they will never give up their pursuit of the Nese Scroll. It is an artifact that mages will pursue from the past to the future.
Only after obtaining the Nese Scroll and completely leaving Toril and entering the Shadow Plane again can the twelve city lords of Shadow City feel at ease.
The consequences of cognitive asymmetry are very serious.
Linn, who had always ignored the passionate elven crusaders of Mis Drannor, had recently been asking Hill if he had any news, and was almost anxious after receiving an answer that was definitely not good.
Although Lin En didn't know where Hill's information came from, he knew that most of Hill's connections were at the level of gods. There were some information that he could never get, but it must be true.
He was almost staying at the Harper's place, just to find out if the target of the City of Shades was Myth Drannor, and how many days would it take for him to arrive.
He has also been using the post office that has been established on the commercial street to deliver letters frantically every day, and the recipients of the letters are some elves whose surname is Garr in Myth Drannori.
Although Hill was a little curious, he still didn't inquire. He only hoped that Lin En's relatives could be persuaded by him.
Lin En and Hill have been friends for so long and have learned that the best way to attract people is to sell them hard.
Although Hill is going to have a reputation of being harsh, Hill doesn't care anyway.
For people who don't care, this kind of thing is just a sigh, but for his cousins who have always had a good relationship with him, it must be very effective.
Lin En insisted on delivering messages in a frantic manner, hoping that those relatives who were overwhelmed with blood would have more water in their heads.
Linn, who had laughed at those elven crusaders at first, was so upset when he received the letter and found out that his cousins were also enthusiastically following him to Myth Drannor.
Could it be that because he was born in the navy, he drank too much sea water since he was a child and lost his brain?
Standing on the high tower of the port, Lin En showed a false smile to a group of golden elves walking quickly from the wilderness, watching how he tormented these guys who made him uneasy.
When Lynn entrusted Martha to tell Hill that he had guests staying at the mayor's mansion, Hill was really shocked.
I really don’t know how Lin En called this organic six-person elf team together.
Unless something big happens, the golden elves rarely send out so many people. You know, the lowest level among them is level 17.
When the mayor's mansion was built for Lin En, Hill allowed his relatives to move in as they pleased. In fact, he didn't need to say hello to Hill, but Lin En had always been more disciplined.
He was completely different from his group of elven relatives who touched his head, took off his clothes, and tried to see where his half-elf cousin was injured upon meeting him.
Lin En almost roared angrily before taking these cousins who had been causing trouble on the road back to his home.
Hill lay on the terrace and smiled happily again.
"Martha." Hill asked Taling to deliver some of the fruits and vegetables he grew and the fruit wine he brewed to Lynn. By the way, Taling was told to either go back to his dragon's lair or the floating castle at night, and not stay there.
Lynn is there.
Unfortunately, the cousins' joy did not last long.
The day after these elves arrived in the town of Aglaia, the Harpers reported that the City of Shadows had directly used the shadow plane to reach the sky above Myth Drannor.
Although the elves and goblins resisted the last floating city in the Netherese era and the dozens of great arcanists who controlled it, the result of the hasty resistance was heavy casualties.
Linn's golden elf cousins prepared to set off without hesitation, and even tried to ask Hill if there was a portal they could open.
Lin En's efforts to stop them were useless. For him, he only cared about the survival of his relatives, but for those golden elves, the elves of Myst Drannor who did not know whether they were alive or dead were also their comrades-in-arms.
There are even some people who they grew up and played with on Yongju Island, and they cannot ignore them.
Even those fools who once fought with them because they looked down on Lin En were enemies who had been fighting for hundreds of years. How could they die like this!
Hill watched quietly for a while and found that Lin En had changed from the despair of trying to prevent his cousins from dying to the determination to die with them.
In the eyes of these elf brothers, Lin En is the little brother who needs to be protected. No matter how serious his words are, these long-eared die-hards will never listen to him.
Moreover, for these golden elves, not being able to accompany the legion to fight made them feel like deserters.
Hill had already discovered that they didn't know that they might lose their lives. After all, when Linn decided to go with them, they turned around and stopped Linn.
Unfortunately, Linn had already gotten into trouble. He didn't even put on his own equipment and planned to rush out the door.
"Lynn." Hill flew directly over the mayor's mansion, "Although I don't agree with your impulse, if you really have to go, I can't stop your belief in sacrificing for your loved ones."
The faces of several golden elves were not very good. They tried their best to signal Hill with their eyes, hoping that he could control Linn.
"But I can't watch you die." Hill took out a multi-masted sailboat and let it float in mid-air. "I researched the finished product of the magic ship. It can accommodate hundreds of people. The protection is also good. I can lend it to you.
Use it!
I have ordered the sailing ship core to temporarily obey your orders, you can tell him your orders directly."
Linn blinked, and then nodded directly to accept Hill's kindness.
"The space gate is impossible." Hill looked at several elves, "The City of Shadows has very strong control over space, and the area around Myth Drannor has been completely blocked. You can only leave by boat."
He then said to Lynn, who was already planning to jump on the boat: "Bring your weapons and equipment! Please protect yourself. I still hope you can come back safely, my friend."