If I hadn't happened to encounter the spell plague, I might have left long ago."

Oberon smiled: "Vera is a child who likes to reunite and doesn't like to say goodbye. She will never grow up.

Therefore, she will not come back to see you off.

She really likes you, so she would rather let herself believe that you will stay in Aglaia."

Hill shook his head: "It doesn't matter, it's fine just like this.

The next time I come to Toril, I will go find her and say long time no see."

Oberon's little head hid behind the leaves and whispered softly: "I want it too, come and tell me~

I'll miss you very much."

Hill smiled softly.

He was actually very happy that the new neighbor who moved into the Neverwinter Forest was Oberon.

How should I put it... Although most of the Neverwinter Mountains have collapsed, its location determines that no one will live there forever.

But there is a powerful goblin kingdom in the forest next to it that depends on survival, but it has a basic requirement for the visitors: the evil camp pays homage directly.

Hill didn't care how powerful the new neighbors were, and the good camp in Toril didn't mean there would be no trouble... but they wouldn't attack Aglaia with so many powerful gods behind her without any reason.
Chapter completed!