Survive the Fourth Natural Disaster

Hill turned his head and thought for a moment, then asked: "How's it going at the Star Gate?"

"I don't know about other places. Anyway, Faerun has been bombed. Many people can only stay in Faerunriel now. Fortunately, there are still some undead people there. Although they are Chaos type, they are really useful. ." Thorne replied with a wry smile.

Hill calmed down. Has Tyr already judged the undead as chaotic? What did they do while they were in Farenriel?

By the way, the core of the artifact is in charge of them now. To put it bluntly, it is a relatively intelligent system. No matter how flexible it is, it will actually be a bit rigid.

He definitely does things according to various rules. In fact, having more rules and regulations is indeed the best way to deal with the undead, but the undead are best at finding loopholes.

When William was here, he could still discover these loopholes in time and quickly add restrictions on the undead. The system would have to calculate whether it violated the core rules, or submit the wrong things to the God of Time and Space for review, and it might be banned. Go slower.

The undead will definitely seize this period of time when William's hand will be stretched out slowly.

The time when the dog plans to stay away is the best time in the game.

"Actually, the undead should be lawful." Hill couldn't help but speak. He didn't want Faerun to regard the undead as unstable dwarf bombs.

The paladins showed expressions of 'How dare you speak so freely'.

"That's right, someone needs to be in charge." Hill finished his words tenaciously, "They are more like the devil and like to find loopholes in the rules.

But he won't do things as evil as the devil, he just likes to play pranks and do a little damage sometimes. "

Hill was silent for a few seconds. He seemed to be getting weaker and weaker the more he explained.

"If His Majesty King William is here, he can stop the undead's temptation in the fastest way, so it's okay..." This was all he could say in the end.

"In other words, Mr. Hill thinks that although they have a chaotic style, they will obey the leader's orders? Even if they scold this leader every day?" Thorne was a little curious.

"Yes." Hill breathed lightly, "If it is the rules set by the leader, they will abide by them no matter how dissatisfied they are. In fact, this can be regarded as a kind of lawfulness, right?"

Thorne was silent for a while before saying: "I will ask my friends who are staying in Ferenriel to take a closer look. They have had more contact with the undead during this period.

The undead task was completed well, but the hands were stretched too long and they liked to eavesdrop and peek. Many of my friends couldn't bear it anymore. "

"They can go and communicate with the light ball in the undead camp." Hill made a light suggestion, "As long as it's reasonable, he will agree to restrict where the undead can't go."

It's been a year, and the people left in Faerun still don't know how to deal with the undead!

He must have really suffered a lot.

Thorne nodded and decided to report to Tyr when he returned.

They all know that the undead are not an evil camp, but the believers of the gods who remain there are indeed a bit inexperienced in dealing with them, and they have been suffering.

Since Hill has been with them for so long, the method he proposed should be useful.

"Mr. Hill," Thorn said solemnly, "If we build a temple here, there will be many people coming. There are 56 official members of the Silver Shield and 32 candidate paladins. And then there are us. Each person has at least 2 followers.

In addition, there are many ordinary people serving us. If you stay here permanently, some relatives may come over.

In that case, the space we occupy will be very large. "

Hill waved his hand and said nonchalantly: "Then I'll build a small town on this side of the road. It's best for ordinary people not to live in the far north.

The cold air there is too strong, and their bodies will not be able to bear it if they stay there for a long time.

Your people can move in if they come and pay some rent. The big house will cost 12 gold per year, and the small house will cost 6 gold per year.

But you also know that I will establish a territory here mainly for Aglaia, and have no intention of establishing a force.

But when your people come, you have to be responsible for managing the security of the town, and don't go into the tavern for camp detection. No one dares to cause trouble there. Terry likes all the guests. "

Thorne and his team members could hardly control their expressions. He really couldn't understand why Hill let the Paladins of Tire manage public security.

No lord would like a Paladin to know their territory thoroughly, and shadows in the darkness are their default presence.

"Aglaia has no interest in managing humans." Hill couldn't help but laugh, "I don't want to either, because I didn't originally intend for anyone to settle here.

Since they are your people, of course you are in charge. "

Thorne looked at Hill's expression of indifference and suddenly had an epiphany: Hill was a bit like the Silver Moon Dragon Queen who used her harp to her fullest. Golden Dragon also has little desire for control, but as long as she is alive, no one will think that the Lord of the North will change.

Their power is strong enough that they are not afraid of any threats, so they don't care much about others entering their sphere of influence as long as they want to.

Thorne lowered his head and thought for a while: "Normal Paladins would not enter the tavern.

Unless they cause something big.

But at that time, we usually went into such messy places only when the lords requested a city-wide search.

We will not watch someone do evil in front of us, but go out of our way to find trouble, unless it is the kind of guy who is too extreme.

Silver Shield may not be so crazy, and Tyr actually doesn't like it either. Unfortunately, there are always people who think they understand gods better than gods.

Since Mr. Hill said so, let’s go back and move now, and the Knights will come here first…”

He suddenly raised his head and asked: "Mr. Hill, how well does your mystery lock control the temperature?"

"Are you talking about the extreme winter?" Hill replied, "It should be similar to what you feel in Silvermoon City."

Thorne jumped up: "That's great! Waterdeep City is not that friendly to ordinary people. Let's go back and move everyone here!"

They didn't mention the rent. Even ordinary people who worked for them could easily afford the rent.

It's clear that Hill was just trying to protect his own sovereignty.

Hill sent away the Holy Knights of Silver Shield.

Aglaia, who had been hiding upstairs and eavesdropping, floated down: "Dad Hill, why did you agree to them? Don't you always dislike trouble?"

The paladins of Tyr, judging by their style, represent trouble.

"Here in Faerun, there is trouble at every corner." Hill curled his lips, "My prediction was wrong. It seems that Barr is really not completely dead.

That guy is full of bad intentions, and I have no interest in a battle of wits with him. That's Tyr's business. "

He glanced at Aglaia: "Our mission is to kill Amboli and stabilize your position as the goddess of the sea. Even if Amboli pretends to be dead and dare not come, we don't need to take action.

Forget about other things, Toril is too chaotic. "

Moreover, the paladins of Tire only said that Umberli needed Aglaia to deal with it by herself, but they did not mention Talos, the God of Storms.

That's because Talos is Tyr's enemy. If his men appear, Silver Shield will naturally have to fight against him. There is no need to mention it at all.

It would be no problem for Talos to come by himself. Thorn is the descendant of Tyr, and Tyr will be very excited to directly show up to confront Talos.

Although Ciel has no fear of the leader of the Furies, he will gladly accept an offer of kindness.

There is no need to talk to Aglaia about this. Tire is also here for him. It seems that the God of Justice hopes to repay Hill's kindness as soon as possible.

He has never been the kind of hypocrite to write off a favor just by saying thank you.

It's just that his way of repaying someone is sometimes weird. A gentle-tempered person like Hill can understand the meaning.

Once there is water here, the Paladins of Tire can build their own temple on the land in front of Neverwinter City.

Will Hill or Aglaia still refuse the Paladins to fetch water? To be honest, even the stingiest dragon wouldn't be that stupid.

There was absolutely no need for him to place the temple where Talos could attack at any time. Although Talos was his enemy, it did not mean that Tyr had the obligation to help others resist a powerful divine power.

Hill couldn't help but laugh. Only Tire would choose such a rigid attitude to do good deeds, but most people might not expect so much. They probably would only think that he was here to steal faith or even territory.

Aglaia glanced at Hill curiously, knowing that something might be different from what she thought.

Since these paladins coming here will have no bad impact on them, she won't have any objections.

The gods of Trasil have long been accustomed to opening temples in one place.

You don’t need the power of faith, you are so free and easy.

Hill flew out of the castle and floated in the air on the left side of the hotel to make careful calculations. At the hotel, no matter how honest they were now, Hill would not let them have any contact with the knights of the Silver Shield.

Even if both parties are very restrained, it is better not to meet if possible.

Hill stretched out his hand and summoned a maze of forest formations with cedar trees as the center at the back of the hotel, completely protecting the rear of the territory.

If this becomes a small town, the vast wilderness behind it represents danger.

The fir tree was the easiest tree to control and summon for Hill. They were even willing to use their long roots to move slowly for Hill.

Hill moved two rows of giant trees along the mountain range, and then planted some unique Northland tree and flower seeds behind the hotel.

He thought for a while and scattered a lot of pasture seeds before sparingly only using the natural blessing on this place.

In the future, Hill's floating castle will stop over this land.

Starting from the north wall of the hotel's large warehouse and ending at the edge of the woods, Hill built a row of tall, three-story stores.

Hill was floating in the air with an unpredictable expression, as if he was about to start selling goods again.