Farisonis's Tablet, the Silver Dragon

Above the white clouds, Hill, who had released a cloud house, paused his busy hands.

The flower fairies, who were trying to get on the good graces of Lily and Windmill Jasmine whom Hill had released, repeatedly urged Hill to quickly arrange the little nests for the magical plants.

Hill smiled helplessly.

Although these magical plants could all survive by absorbing the magic power in the air, they still preferred more nutritious soil, and Hill had to arrange two flowerbeds for them every time.

He skillfully finished the work, turned on all the isolation formations of the cloud house, and unhesitatingly used the fifth chapter of the magic book.

The illusion formation on this cloud house was made using the Silver Moon Shard of Telashir as the magic energy source, so even Waukeen, Hill felt, could not find him.

However, Hill still needed to be on guard against powerful beings allied with Waukeen, such as Bane.

Guys like this were the type of overbearing figures who could sweep across the entire sky's cloud layer even if they couldn't find him.

Hill truly didn't expect that the next time he heard news of Waukeen would actually be in Ten-Towns.

Yet it was actually understandable. Although the relationship between the Northlands Ten-Towns and the barbarians had always been somewhat ambiguous, the people in that town of Bryn Shander would certainly not communicate with the barbarians.

They had always harbored a deep hatred for the barbarian chaos of years past.

Although the barbarians' target was not this small town, they wouldn't care if they harmed these useless humans while pursuing their enemies.

As for the merchants in places like Ten-Towns who knew the news, very few would take the risk of spreading it around and offending a true god; Tempus wasn't exactly a