The Dragon Hatchling's Grand Playground

Seeing that Hill was merely venting his lingering resentment, Liszt finally let go of the tension in his chest.

If Hill truly went to a world like Faerûn, he would still be better suited to staying with the Good Alignment.

That place was far too chaotic. The principles of Good Alignment would let Hill refuse many messy, nonsensical invitations.

Being seen as an old-fashioned stick-in-the-mud was still better than being invited to strange banquets.

As for the Evil Alignment, even when facing an Evil God, Liszt did not think Hill would be unable to escape.

Liszt knew what Hill had obtained from the Elven God-King. He even suspected that Corellon had instructed the Elven God-King to give it away. Otherwise, how could that fellow possibly bear to part with it?

The Undead had stayed with Hill for several days, but the Winter Goddess still had not appeared, and they were beginning to lose patience.

After some of their leaders cautiously tested the waters, Liszt readily passed their request along.

It was only changing the weather and making it snow. Hill was not that petty.

Besides, the Undead and William were not really considered one faction on Hill's side.

Naturally, Hill would not change his mind. Since he had agreed, he could not possibly go back on his word.

In his study, Hill accompanied Alice as they watched a grand spectacle.

Events led by the Undead always ended up sliding in an utterly unbelievable direction.

Even they themselves had not imagined this outcome at the beginning.

Quite a few Undead did have a sense of aesthetics. Those massive ice sculptures were no worse than the ones Hill had seen when he visited the City of Ice and Snow.

There were also those starships modeled after the ones from their world, which