Chapter 484 The demise of Zhentil Fort predicted in advance
After Corellon finished his work, he went back to the alchemy hall for recreation. Hill really had a somewhat changed view of this ancestor.
When Hill built the monument, he probably overheard the discussion of the undead and knew what Hill wanted to do, but he had no need to interfere at all.
Not only are the elves' cemeteries located in the forest, but they also have a tree planted there. Over the years, they have long since become one with the big tree, making it impossible for them to appear among these undead.
Corellon did this just to help Hill.
The paladins of Tire also led their horses and left the cemetery. They walked a long way before getting back on their horses. With resolute expressions, they gathered around the city and returned to the temple. They probably planned to pack up their gear, respond to the call of their main god, and go to war with all their strength.
Already.
The undead who had been squatting outside and watching for a long time began to wave to Hill. They were stopped by Corellon just now. Now they just want to know if they can come in and take a look.
Although they know this is a cemetery, isn't there a monument square next to it? They really want to see Corellon's carvings!
Listening to the confused questions, Hill quickly waved his hand to signal them to be quiet, and then said: "You can come in as you like in the square, but don't visit the two cemeteries over there.
Unless you are a believer of Silver Moon or a believer of the God of Justice in Toril, you will be burned or struck by lightning if you enter there.
Please respect the majesty of the gods, everyone, and save some face for yourselves!"
The undead looked at each other. Of course they had Silver Moon believers, but they all believed in the one from Trasil.
In Toril, let alone there is no room for conversion. Even if there is, even the undead, most people feel that they cannot afford it.
Not to mention Tire. Although his name is different from that of William, his priesthood has many similarities. The God of Time and Space will not give anyone the chance to harm William.
When the undead changed their forms and professions, these two were not among the choices.
Although the undead agreed honestly in front of Hill, Hill didn't believe that they would really obey. He just said ugly things in front of them.
So on the way back to the floating castle, even when he heard the thunder and lightning and the wailing screams amidst the burning fire behind him, he did not look back.
It is not worth saving if you bring it upon yourself.
Lin En has already begun to direct the civilians who have taken refuge to return to their homes in Aglaia City. That house really belongs to them.
There seemed to be no real poor among the residents here. After Hill allowed them to use items to pay for money, basically every family bought a house of their own.
Moreover, some wealthy families simply bought a set nearby for their children.
Throughout the ages, no matter where in the world, parents have the same feelings.
However, Hill didn't understand why these Tire believers were willing to settle here forever. The Knights of the Silver Shield could not always be stationed in Aglaia City.
These branches of the Knights of Justice may be mobilized to the main battlefield against demons at any time.
Sylphy watched in mid-air for a while.
The citizens who were moving below quickly discovered their city lord, and they all saluted him according to their status, and some even half-knelt on the ground.
From their constant singing of praises, Hill could tell that Linn had informed these people that he had promised to completely transform the original large residential area into a shelter.
No matter what happens in the future, city officials will no longer need Hill's permission to direct civilians to take shelter in shelters!
"No need to thank me." Hill said lightly, "Thank you, the mayor who is dedicated and loves the people! This is his suggestion."
The citizens hesitated for a second, and then added praise to Linn who assisted him in their praise of Hill.
Lin En listened without changing his expression, and when he turned around, he gave Hill a look that said, "Let's see."
He had long told Hill not to try to elevate his status. The people of Toril would always know whose bread they were eating, and would never admit who was protecting them.
If you admit your mistake, you will never live to move into Aglaia City.
Hill has never cared much about these things. The residents here in Aglaia City, except for the family members of the Paladin of Tire, do not have any weak people in the true sense, including the elderly and children.
What they can't resist is not the wild beasts and a few undead outside, but the terrible disaster.
Disasters in the world of Toril often mean the destruction of one or even several cities.
Including gods, whether good or evil, it is not a good thing to appear together.
Only the city lord is strong enough to protect the city and its residents from such continuous disasters.
Hill probably can't understand how many people are now crazy about moving to Aglaia City, and how grateful those who have already moved are for their wise decision.
In the continent of Toril, in terms of the strength of the city lords, there are indeed some beings who can be compared with Hill, but such people do not mean how good they will be to the citizens of the city.
People are willing to endure that kind of life because in the eyes of most people, living is the most important thing.
The eyelids of a strong person will never look down.
Hill felt that he was very cold, but he could see in his eyes the inferior people in the eyes of the strong.
In Toril, this is enough. People do not need the city lord to smile and treat others politely. As long as they treat ordinary people as human beings, it will be a rare miracle.
The last person to do this was Alustriel.
But the constraints on Alustriel were too heavy, and Silvermoon City did not entirely belong to her.
Many people don't understand why Alustriel gave up his position as the Lord of Silver Moon City to become the Supreme Lady of the Silver Moon Alliance, which is basically impossible to succeed. In addition to the fact that this lady has a noble heart, she is actually different from the goddess of magic behind her.
Just like my predecessor, I trusted her and followed her advice.
She needs more allies to protect her Silvermoon City.
And Hill just needs to stand here.
Whether it is the allies at the god level or the terrifying number of 'Trasil elves' below, they all determine the unshakable status of Aglaia City in the future.
Moreover, the most valuable thing about Hill is that he also respects the dead.
Hill is probably the only legendary master in the world who is willing to leave a memory of his existence for these innocent and unlucky civilians who died tragically, and he doesn't even care whether they have faith or not.
Lin En never knew before that why Hill had such a gentle personality. At first glance, he looked like a proud man of heaven, with noble birth and extraordinary talent.
However, it can be seen from the "Trasil Elves" that no matter how out-of-the-box their personalities are, their starting point for doing things is not too extreme, and they can always see the beauty of the scenery and the cuteness of the animals.
Hill, who didn't understand this at all, could only choose to nod with a cold face in front of the piles of praises below, let them do their own thing, and returned directly to his floating castle.
Liszt hurriedly came up to him: "A letter from the Harper Tower. The Silver Moon Goddess blew up the Sanlin Tower's fortress in the Ainook Desert."
"Why there? Is there any special place there?" Hill stood on the terrace and took a few steps uneasily.
"The bathroom is ready, sir." Liszt quickly told Hill who was feeling uncomfortable. He knew exactly how Hill would feel.
According to Hill's common sense, if you have touched a dead person or visited a grave, you should take a shower after returning home.
Just like taking a bath on the Qingming Festival.
Although he had cast a cleaning spell on himself, Hill, who still felt uncomfortable anywhere, immediately rushed to the bathroom.
It wasn't until he soaked in the warm water that Liszt talked about why Suellen wanted to attack there: "That fortress actually existed to protect a mine there called Tesyama.
Tethyama Mine is very important to the Zhentarim. Not only can it mine coal mines in the desert, but it can also mine mithril mines in the nearby Mokou Mountains.
It is one of their sources of income.
But more importantly, the guard left by the Zhentarim in the mithril mine is the phaerinn."
Hill suddenly raised his head. Opposite the Mokou Mountains was the Scimitar Peak Mountains next to the Shadow Lake. The City of Shadows emerged from here after leaving the Shadow Realm.
"People from the Haunted Soul City..."
"The Prince of Shadow City, who failed to fight for the Nese Scroll, has dragged the remaining parts of the floating city back to Shadow Lake and started building the city on Scimitar Peak.
When Su Lun blew up the fortress last night, he also blew up the mine. It was impossible for those condescending ghost princes not to see the phaerinn magic sunflower jumping out of the moonfire.
The Harper emphasized it. Under the moonlight, the appearance of those demons was particularly obvious."
Hill thought a little indifferently, this is really a slap in the face!
In fact, Suellen is probably the most well-informed person in Toril, and she is also very willing to wander around. There are some things that she just doesn't care about, but it's not that she doesn't know.
Unless the body is always covered with darkness, some secrets cannot be hidden from the Lord of Moonlight.
Having offended one of the most terrifying goddesses in the world, the countdown to Zhentarim's existence has begun.
Hill vaguely remembered that the real destruction time of Zhentarim should be after the first fall of Mystra. At that time, the entire land of Toril was stirred up, and of course the phaerim hidden underground was also exposed.
In the eyes of the world.
The people still alive in Shadow City are all powerful arcanists. The destruction and reorganization of the magic network did not have a big impact on them. Moreover, they built a floating castle at that time, and those Felin magic sunflowers were sprayed by the earth's crust.
When I came out, I really came face to face with these ghost princes who were watching the fun.
The result was that the City of Shade completely destroyed the Zhentarim and Zhentil Keep behind them at the heavy cost of losing a prince.
As a result, it is going to collapse ten years in advance!
Hill patted the water and said happily: "Go tell Linn and see if we can add some code. Anyway, neither side is a good thing."
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