Chapter seven hundred and fortieth undead euphemistic request
William simply changed the subject: "This Ms. Edna, do you think she might be related to Mystra?"
Hill blinked.
William said without realizing it: "Indeed, according to the consistent style of the Stone of Destiny, Mystra will definitely bring a teammate with whom there may be conflicts.
See if she has the ability to turn enemies into friends, turn the descendants of Azuth and her predecessor Mystra into her loyal subordinates, and then, under the impact of various emotions, choose the most suitable path to obtain Azuth.
Those magic goddesses recognized Mystra from the gods.
Or maybe you just can't deal with this little lady who has become the Lord of the White Dragon, and create an eternal enemy for yourself... Cyric is too troublesome, and the world has to be reorganized as soon as he takes action, or is it better to be like the one who can do it in the future?
Enemies that are comparable to each other are more suitable.
In this way, Toril doesn't need to worry about the incomprehensible thoughts of this goddess... Whatever she wants to do, there will be a persistent enemy to intercept her..."
Hill lowered his head silently, and then began to observe whether the door of the alchemy hall was closed.
"If I want to talk about other people's gossip, of course it has been completely closed long ago!" William said proudly, "You see, Toril likes to engage in this kind of confrontation... Maybe Laila's twins are two little ones.
What was the trigger for the girl’s fight!
I estimate that at that midnight, I was either in Waterdeep or Shadow Valley, just waiting for the opportunity to come out.
Tsk... She has chosen people... Edna also has white dragons and undead! Divine power can't be used, spells can't be used, hey, what else can I do in the middle of the night?
As long as she's not stupid, she won't fall out with Edna directly... Haha... She can only find a way to have a good relationship with Edna, right?
Let’s see what else Kelben can do! Nothing will happen to Azuth, the God of Mage, this time!”
Hill understood what William wanted to say. He felt that AO wanted to create another pair of Suellen and Shar... Although he didn't plan to intervene directly, it would be good to do something secretly.
However, is this what William originally thought of reminding Hill? Is it because nothing happened to Azuth?
No...it's also because Edna doesn't have any special law aura...Although Hill has seen with his own eyes the faint blue original power gradually disappearing from Edna's body, Hill's eyes are not
the same.
The gods who could detect something wrong with Edna at that time... were all in chaos because they were expelled by Toril. By the time they had time to observe the world again, there was nothing special about Edna...
In fact, if you follow AO's design, Edna's environment is indeed very bad: from the beginning, Aglaia where she was was exposed to the prying eyes of the dragon... If Lord Aglaia was just an archmage, in
Without the ability to use spells, Tire's paladins and some elves would probably have to fight tooth and nail to save the residents of the city from the claws of the ancient dragon.
Refugees like Edna, according to the tradition here in Toril, cannot be protected at all... The small first aid station in the Temple of Aglaia cannot accommodate so many people.
Edna and her mother, obviously aristocratic women, are often the most dangerous at this time.
However, the first step failed... Lord Aglaia's power... is a bit beyond the imagination of normal people...
That doesn't matter, there is still the second step anyway: Waterdeep.
The treacherous Kelben, the Black Staff Tower apprentices who are surrounding him... and the neighboring city of Aglaia, which is very likely to start a fight with Kelben, may remind Edna of her true identity due to her sense of crisis.
memory.
However, the contact with the undead made the hesitant Laila find another way, and this woman has always been good at doing whatever she wants to do immediately... The most important thing is that Edna, who has been with the undead for a long time,
, her willpower has also become much stronger, and she is not afraid of crying because of the smallest things. When she saw the ugly and terrifying orcs attacking crazily, the little girl never felt scared.
So now Edna... does appear to be a young girl who has matured relatively early... In the world of Toril, there are many people in their teens who behave like this.
If Hill hadn't known the truth... he might have really believed the well-founded analysis... William's mind was really free...
Hill pursed his lips and tried to suppress himself from laughing: So William is so active in helping Edna, is he trying to make her and Midnight evenly matched?
Forget it, there was no need for him to say anything more...at least what little Edna felt was the utmost kindness.
His conversation with William was also in a completely closed environment. William's face can still be saved... right?
Hill suddenly asked: "Is Knight Spencer with you?"
"Huh?" William said doubtfully, "Of course, I can't leave the matter of the undead to the people in Salar. Naven followed me to the Kingdom of God with his guards. My king's guard is now dedicated to
The undead who are responsible for managing each world.
Although the clone of the time and space artifact can basically handle ordinary things, although his judgment of things is accurate, it may not be correct. It must be watched by people all the time. When something happens, he can come to me to deal with it at any time."
Hill tilted his head and showed a satisfied smile: "Knight Spencer has worked really hard.
By the way, I don’t know what’s going on with Uncle Adrian? If you have a chance, please inform him for me: Grandfather has arrived in Toril and is studying the magic concepts here in my territory.”
"Well..." William was diverted by him, "I know this! Your little goblins made such a noise that day that everyone knew about it.
Adrian is still in Central City, so he should know about this. There are many undead people there, and they are all newcomers recruited by these families.
It’s not that I won’t let him go back to his magic tower. In fact, the laboratory in the central castle is enough for him, and there are undead people who can continuously provide materials for refining medicine. I think he is quite willing to continue doing it.
The relationship between humans and the elves is still a bit problematic. There must be a powerful lord in Central City who can get along well with the undead.
Anyway, Adrian is still far from a legend... I asked him before he ascended to the stars, and Adrian himself estimates that it will take 100 years to have any hope, but he is very confident that he will be better than Karl and the others."
Hill responded softly: "That's good...grandfather will be happy."
William did not have any doubts about Hill's topic. In his heart, Hill was a very emotional person. He smiled and asked: "I think that White Dragon Queen might kill all the white dragon cubs."
I leave it all to you to raise... Edna's money is her money, not yours. You can definitely spend as much as you can.
I know you are not short of money, but wouldn’t Aglaia City have any objections?”
"The newly-appeared mountain range has a very good location and size." Hill said slowly, "It just blocks all directions from Neverwinter City to Aglaia, except for the main road by the sea.
But that mountain range is a pure dirt mountain, and it is quite easy to climb if you are willing.
Although I have sown many plant seeds on the mountains, unfortunately the trees are still relatively short."
It is impossible for him to use natural blessings as much as he did in Trasil... It is better not to expose his true strength here in Toril... Just look at Alustriel and Elminster, everyone
We know they are strong, but no one can tell how strong they are and how high their limit of strength is.
The people of Toril who live long and well are old silver coins.
So although these trees are growing very well and have grown into three-year-old seedlings in one year, they are still seedlings after all.
"Then the white dragon cub is really suitable..." William quickly understood what Hill meant.
The number of troops in Aglaia City is not large, and it is impossible to send them to such a deserted place... Although Hill's puppet is strong, the order to kill without mercy is not something that Hill, who is in the good camp, can give.
But the white dragons...are still a large group of underage white dragons. Who can expect them to have enough intelligence to understand who can and cannot kill?
Ruth interrupted the conversation between the two: "Your Majesty William, master, the representative of the Mirabar dwarves is here. Ms. Leila doesn't know what to do... They brought the amethyst dragon here and it was seriously injured.
"
"Hill..." William said slowly, "Let the undead handle it! Don't come forward."
"I know." Hill replied with a smile, "Of course I know."
William fell silent, and the door to the alchemy hall suddenly opened. Groups of undead priests rushed into the hall frantically, raising their hands to shoot at the rows of screens on both sides of the hall: that was their task manager.
This kind of limited time and limited tasks cannot be received directly using the tablet, only the manager in the lobby can do it.
It is probably arranged this way to save the consumption of excessive calculations of the time and space artifact.
William had never been so economical before... It seems that the space passage on Toril's side is not so easy to open, otherwise William would not be so cautious.
"Sir Hill..." The undead who finished the mission found Hill standing at the top, "Do you have time to develop a potion with a stronger mana recovery ability?
In the past, a bottle of powerful medicine could restore one-third or even half of it, but now it is difficult to even restore one-fifth... Let us miss your mana-returning method so much!"
"Let me ask your grandfather..." Hill was silent for a few seconds before saying, knowing the characteristics of plants does not mean that you can make better medicines.
The only thing he could do was to give Fran a copy of Toril's Encyclopedia of Plant Minerals and open his own material library to him.
"Tsk... can you talk?" A female pastor pulled away the guy in front of him who was talking nonsense, "Hill, ignore this idiot. He actually wants to ask... if he can put a light for us outside.
Tranquil water?
One hour of infinite blue bars is enough for us to fill up that dragon’s health!”