Survive In The Fourth Heavenly Calamity

Chapter 545

Hill received the newspaper from Linn the next day.

The thick pile of newspapers was more than one meter high and was delivered by a 7th-level fighter with a big waist and two attendants.

Hill estimated that this was the guard of the town, Lynn’s subordinate.

Otherwise, even if someone goes to church in this small town, they will walk around him.

These people should actually be regarded as soldiers, and Hill can’t pay them by tipping.

Although he didn’t know the warrior attributes of Faerun, Hill still decided to be more cautious in dealing with official personnel.

Waiting until he gets used to everything about the outside world, Hill frowned and thought, after all, this is not a place ruled by nobles, and some things are best to pay attention to.

He finally invited the three fighters to drink a glass of spirit wine, which is actually a mixed juice, but for the fighter profession that relies on breaking the limit of physical strength to breakthrough, this kind of juice that can help repair physical trauma is very suitable.

The three soldiers first drank the juice while looking at each other, and then suddenly became excited.

The feeling of being fully restored to health is so wonderful. Compared with monetary rewards, being able to advance again soon is a good result. It is the best reward they never dreamed of.

No wonder the sheriff asked them to deliver such a thing. They thought that no one would dare to deliver something to such a powerful mage!

It is said that this mage above level 14 is better than the Hughes mage in the library that no one dared to provoke.

They happily went back and reported to Linn. As for the outsiders to find out how much they were paid, of course there was no gold coin. The one who just came out of the forest was not used to the way of giving money from the outside world.

It’s best to give them all the tasks of sending things to the guests from the forest. Next time, it’s best to replace them with those brothers who are more hurt. Discuss with the sheriff. It should be okay, right?

Hill flipped a bit and found that almost all the newspapers of the last three years were here.

He decided to finish reading these newspapers before going to the library.

At the very least, he has to follow the newspaper to change his speaking style.

The style of writing can be older, and it is best to change your usual speech.

This is the reason why he decided to stay in this small town for a while, otherwise, he can go to the university library in Silvermoon City to check materials.

But Hill still saw things related to the Blue Dragon Cavern.

A hungry female dragon attacked the monastery of the devotees of the abuse goddess Lauvita and was killed by the monks inside. Then a group of dragons from the Blue Dragon Cave appeared and attacked them.

The monks fled to the underground cave, but the blue dragon sent the hobgoblin followers to continue to hunt down.

Although they suffered a tragic loss, in the end, the followers of Lauvita still succeeded in defeating the hobgoblins and forcing them to retreat.

Although the tone of the newspaper was objective, it still brought some schadenfreude.

After all, the two sides of the fight are not good things, let alone the ground buildings of that monastery were all destroyed, these dark believers may have to leave in despair.

It didn’t take long for this incident to happen, and it was still being discussed in the newspapers over the past two days.

Hill glanced silently. He didn’t remember the incident deeply, but it was clear that not long after this, it was the day when the dragon went crazy.

The Silver Moon Alliance seems to be less disturbed. After all, although the Blue Dragon Cave is very close, the orcs they hate most are the orcs.

Even if they went crazy, these blue dragons rushed to the orc camp in the Nether Mountains.

Hill turned these pages and found something related to Silvermoon City and the 14th-level wizard.

The university that Alastro strongly supports is recruiting professors.

Wizards below level 11 need to pass the test, level 12-13 require a letter of introduction, and wizards above level 14 can enter the university at any time, regardless of their status.

Hill glanced indifferently, he was not qualified to teach people to learn spells.

Although he did learn a lot of spells in this world, it was because he had become a legend and was very familiar with the laws.

In Phelan’s words, he first understood and mastered the origin of the world, and then used the origin to cast spells.

Hill is a representative of great miracles, never a theoretical school.

Some students in that university may learn magic theory better than him.

Hill never thinks that he has bad talents, but the systemic thing is not learned from an early age, it is always a little too close.

He wants to go to university and learn from the beginning, where is the ability to teach people.

If it hadn’t been for once he entered Silvermoon City, the Silvermoon Fan Lock would have found Hill’s level and couldn’t accept him for admission. Hill actually didn’t care about this shame.

Wait a moment, Hill suddenly reacted to one thing, he didn’t have a magic book yet.

Although he did record most of Faerun’s spells, he did not use the magic book form of this world.

That thing is really troublesome.

But before entering Silvermoon City, he had better make a book that would not make people suspicious.

Hill knew that Own’s origins could not be concealed from Alastro, after all, when he communicated with the magic net, it was impossible for the goddess of magic to be ignorant.

But when getting along with ordinary mages, it is best not to reveal the identity of outsiders.

He sighed with the map of Faerun’s continent sent by Lynn and the newspaper. It is estimated that Trashir’s contact will have to wait for some time.

The star gate connecting the ten thousand realms exploded, and Tyr’s men fleeing in embarrassment, the gods must all know.

There should be a star gate in Deep Water City not too far from the Silver Moon Alliance.

Hill went through the newspapers of the last two days, but there was no such thing as a stargate explosion. It seemed that he was suppressed.

After all, that place has nothing to do with ordinary people at all.

It seems that if he wants to know about the Star Gate, he still has to go to Silver Moon City.

In Deep Water City, after waiting for the dragon to go crazy, Hill always remembered that the biggest real estate developer there was a dragon.

Hill thought for a while, still planning to go to the library to see what materials the mainstream magic books are made of.

The type of Ferenrell is too simple, from top to bottom are basic models.

Hill knows very well that he is absolutely impossible to build a simple and poor person who counts gold coins to live his life.

Hill thought about the design schemes of various magic books, and immediately became interested. Maybe he can get Ben Hill’s Book of Wanfa!

Hill happily gave up reading the newspaper and got up to go out.

The newspapers of this world are really boring. They are all about policies and news, which are completely different from what he thought.

It could also be that Lynn was afraid to lead him and didn’t send the newspapers he considered vulgar. Hill felt that after he arrived in Silvermoon City, he could choose to buy all kinds of newspapers.

In that case, he can see all kinds of gossips without revealing his love for Eight Trigrams.

He absolutely believes in the greed of businessmen, and street tabloids that no one reads will be stuffed into all-inclusive lists.

When Hill walked into the library, Master Hughes greeted him.

“Welcome to the Silver Moon Library, Mr. Master.” He said respectfully, “borrowing books, 1 gold coin a day. Copy, 1 gold per book.

We also sell scrolls of scribe and various related materials here. ”

Hill nodded to him: “Good day, just call me Hill. Do you have some transcripts? Master Hughes.”

Hughes nodded quickly: “I have transcripts of some commonly used basic codes. Are you interested?”

“Bring one copy of each.” Hill smiled. “Let me see what’s there first.”

The Hughes mage cleverly copied books such as the Plant and Animal Encyclopedia, as well as some basic books for magicians.

For example, Hill is very interested in magic book making common sense and a brief introduction to alchemy.

It seems that there are indeed very few mages in this small town, and their level is relatively low. The only things that can be sold in Hughes’ judgment are these basic books.

Hill settled the bill with the little gold bricks that Hughes preferred.

“Let’s do this first.” Hill walked into the library, took the scribe scroll and copied dozens of magic books published in recent years.

Hughes’s always stiff smile became more and more natural. Although Hill didn’t buy his scribe scroll, as a mage who hadn’t been out for a long time, it was normal to have a few hundred chapters of scribe scroll on his body.

Reading and copying were originally the basics for the mage to learn to make spell scrolls.

Although Hughes didn’t know how old the half-elf mage was in front of him, he had already acquiesced in his heart that he was definitely much older than his 70-year-old.

There is no need for humans to compare with half-elves, whether it is talent or age.

He still couldn’t help feeling sore, for the face that was obviously older than himself but looked like a teenager.

Hill put away the other books, took the Silver Moon Alliance Herbal Medicine Companion and walked and read it, and left the library directly.

He didn’t know why Hughes’s old face showed a faint expression, but it was still a little hairy.

Let’s finish reading these books first, I hope Hughes is normal by then.

“Hill.” Lynn stopped him as he walked home.

“Good morning, Lynn.” Hill smiled and looked at the sheriff who was approaching quickly.

“I’m here to ask you something.” Lynn looked at him with a weird face, “You came out of the forest and brought the spirit wine? Can you bring it to the soldier who delivered the letter, did you bring a lot of it out?”

“Yes.” Hill nodded reservedly. “People outside don’t know about this kind of thing, you should understand! This is a mixed juice with a bit of alcohol. Who doesn’t have dozens of jars?

This is my own brew, of course a lot. ”

The corners of Lynn’s mouth twitched: “Nonsense! That’s something that his own home brews!”

Hill looked at Lynn with a peculiar expression. The fruit in the Fairy Forest is almost inexhaustible. Most fairies make this so-called Fairy Wine.

That point of repairing the body is only an incidental ability, the elves just don’t like a lot of fruit falling on the ground to rot.

But there are always some elves who can only make some juice. As long as they make wine, they will turn into rotten mud. Even fruit vinegar is a good result.

Unexpectedly, Lin En’s house is like this!

He actually dared to be a bartender!

Ask for a monthly pass~