Survive the Fourth Natural Disaster

After the first caravan left, more and more caravans passed through the Swamp of the Dead.

The busiest trade trip in the northern continent before winter has officially begun. Even before the most terrifying extreme winter begins, the number of caravans will not decrease.

The name of the sea goddess Aglaia also began to spread throughout the North from their mouths.

There are many animal tamers in the North who can train flying eagles to deliver messages, so small things can be spread very quickly, let alone such a big event as the emergence of a new god.

However, to Hill's great surprise, Embry didn't react at all.

After a few days of inquiring, Martha came back with a rare look of surprise and told Hill and Aglaia: No one had informed the offshore goddess at all.

Not even some Luskans who came here specifically to drink. Hill remembered that they had the Umberli Temple there, and they didn't like Hill's territory of the lawful good camp.

It's just that the spirits in this place are too tempting, which is why there are so many Luskan businessmen wearing leather and arrogant expressions.

In Hill's tavern, the huge oak barrels behind the bar are actually endless wine barrels he refined. As long as the various gems placed under the barrels have enough energy, you can open the copper faucet to have various kinds of wine. Drinks.

In addition to the simplest ale, Hill also knows dozens of alcoholic recipes, and he has no shortage of ingredients for brewing.

So based on the inspiration given to Hill by the spice bag, he developed this endless wine barrel himself.

It may seem endless, but the gem at the bottom of the barrel can only last for three years, and the barrel will have to be replaced by then.

When Hill has free time, he will refine some semi-finished products with runes engraved on the walls of the barrels. In the future, he only needs to put gems on them and pour the wine puree into them, and he can continue to use them.

Terry has decided to continue his position as a bartender and is not even in a hurry to build his own dragon's nest. He leisurely looks at the drawings Martha gave him every day.

Hill could only give a promise: as long as Terry manages the tavern, half of the tavern's turnover will be given to him, so Terry became more active.

At present, no one dares to get drunk and cause trouble in this place. After all, the castle floating in the sky is very repressive, and even the Luskans are very honest.

But as time goes by, drunken and trouble-making people will appear sooner or later, and Terry is waiting for the first one to come forward!

Being able to make money with his own hands for the first time, Terry was so excited that he didn't even go home to sleep. He watched eagerly every day, waiting for someone to cause trouble so that he could scare the monkeys.

Now it's just that caravans don't pass by often. When you find out that the bartender is online 24 hours a day, you will definitely find that there is something wrong with his identity.

However, what Hill didn't expect was that Terry would be exposed so early. Both he and Terry were caught off guard.

No one expected that a dragon man wearing warrior armor would appear and walk into the tavern.

The caravan had only been traveling normally for a week, when a silver dragon man who belonged to Telly's parents saw Telly selling wine.

Perhaps because of the establishment of Hill's territory, all the major forces in the Northern Continent have sent people to observe the situation. As the managers of the North, Verama Landis and Diszed Roden Silver Wing will of course also send their troops. appears below.

But Hill felt that they had already known that their son was with Hill. Otherwise, both of them would have human subordinates, and there would also be many Harpers from the Silver Moon Alliance serving the couple.

There is no need to send out his personal bodyguards.

However, when the dragon man saw Terry who was pouring wine for others, his dragon face, whose expression was hard to see, seemed to be dull.

Although he didn't say much, the silver dragon man's respectful attitude and the "little master" he almost said made the caravan members who were drinking nearby discover the truth.

There are very few fools among businessmen who dare to travel long distances. Such people would have died at the hands of robbers or fellow travelers long ago.

Although they had no obvious performance, from then on, in front of Terry, no one complained about why the singers and performers were not real women.

There are even less drunk people.

Even though this was a dragon from the good camp, no one would think that when Terry threw the drunk guy out, he wouldn't take out all the money the drunk guy had and use it as drink money.

This is definitely not a place to get drunk.

On the other hand, Terry, after being discovered by his own father's men, came to Hill and bought several endless wine barrels filled with different spirits and asked the silver dragon man to take them back.

Hill worriedly asked him if he had prepared a gift for his golden dragon mother.

Otherwise, once the wine barrel is sent back, even if there is no influence from Dragon Madness, the two dragons will have to fight.

Terry was stunned for a few minutes before he figured out what Hill meant. His expression changed and he almost gave up on giving gifts to his father.

Finally, he painfully decided to send one of the golden pearls in the treasure back to his mother.

Aglaia looked at Terry with a strange look. After he left, Poseidon said in a disembodied voice: "I just made fun of him yesterday, using garbage as a treasure, and showed him what the big pearl in my hand was. Kind of.

Terry also said that he wanted to learn to dive so that he could find a place to grab the shells of monsters in the deep sea and dig for pearls.

I remember he put the pearls in a box marked for sale.

And then he decided to send his mother? Not all of them, just one of them? "

Hill couldn't help but laugh: "Terry's character is already very generous, you have to get used to it, Aglaia, this is the dragon.

What belongs to them, even if it is real garbage, is not allowed to be touched by anyone, let alone real jewelry.

His mother will be very moved when she gets it. It is really enough to show off for a lifetime. "

"I thought Terry was different. I didn't think he was sharing money with his father normally? He wasn't as shabby as the book says!" Aglaia asked curiously.

Hill couldn't help but laugh: "That's because Terry does regard me as his most sincere friend.

So here he is with me, willing to force himself to follow these rules.

You have to know how painful it is for a giant dragon to endure having to give most of the money he receives to others, even if the money originally belongs to me.

So I specially set up the money cabinet. In addition to calculating prices and automatically changing money, I can also directly divide the received money into two grids.

It was so much easier for Terry that he didn't have to physically hand over the money he needed to give me.

Didn't you notice? All the wines I have here are priced in even numbers, just to make it easier to divide them.

But why are you causing trouble for him again? How did he offend you? "

"He came to me and told me that I wish you were really his father." Aglaia pursed her lips in dissatisfaction, "I think he just took a fancy to Hill's father's wine barrel!"

Hill smiled helplessly. Terry seemed to have discovered Aglaia's little possessiveness, and always wanted to use this to overwhelm Aglaia. He had to accept the retaliatory blow.

Hill soon understood why Terry sent a barrel full of strong liquor to his silver dragon father.

The silver dragon man quickly brought a team of men over and directly requested to purchase a batch of semi-finished wine barrels.

Hill had no intention of doing this business.

If this thing is really sold, the entire luxury wine business in Toril will go bankrupt.

Especially the so-called elf wine, the kind of cider that can be sold for 500 gold.

But Terry happily gave his father a big sum, and then came back and split it 50-50 with Hill.

Hill was almost shocked to hear the price Terry quoted.

He is so cheating!

"That's because he has some good wines that are almost extinct." Terry curled his lips and said, "That's the wine from when the city of Myth Drannor was still there.

My dad has always wanted to drink it, but he was a little reluctant to part with it. Now that this kind of wine barrel is available, he can get what he wants!

He will pay whatever it takes.

To him, wine is worth more than gold.

Dear friend, can you help poor, poor Terry? I remember you made hundreds of stocks! "

"Ten barrels at most." Hill thought for a while and agreed, "But we can't sell it anymore! Terry, didn't you just get a treasure?"

Terry was silent for a few seconds before replying: "Dear Hill, treasure is treasure, it's not money that can be spent.

For the dragon, the gold, silver and copper coins earned from work are the only things that can be used. Treasures, especially treasures obtained by accident, must not be spent.

That's fortune! "

Hill was speechless and could only let him go.

After this little episode, life in the Swamp of the Dead is on the right track.

And in the temple of Graia, a faint light of the gods appeared before the arrival of extreme winter.

This means that she has at least 1,000 followers who are willing to sing the praises of Aglaia.

Aglaia and Hill looked on with astonishment.

"She is really annoying!" Aglaia murmured, "Is this deliberately trying to get me to fight with Amberli earlier?"

"The Swamp of the Undead also freezes in the extreme winter, right?" Hill thought for a while and then said, "Even if Embry discovers it, he can only wait until spring to find him."

"What?" Aglaia was surprised, "She can't even cross the frozen sea? Thawing is the most basic skill of a water god, right?"

Hill couldn't help but patted her little head: "Read well! Aglaia."

"I'm going to prepare for the future battlefield!" Aglaia hurried away.

Hill, who originally thought that everything was ready and just waiting for spring, received a completely unexpected guest the day before the arrival of extreme winter.

When he fell into the whirlpool, he helped save the Paladins of Tyr's Hand.

Hill hurriedly flew out of the castle. The original semi-sacred knight leader was riding a tall white horned horse and waved to him: "Mr. Hill! Long time no see."