Hill found a hidden spot outside the border city at the southernmost point of Hafa Sardo and fell down.

Seeing the consumption of crystals, he felt a little distressed. The concentration of elements here in Haifa is still very high, and the power required for the aerospace ship to fly is very large. With such a small distance, the crystals spent are enough for Hill to circle Sala.

I flew in a circle.

No wonder Frank never wanted to use his beloved boat before, even though it had been abandoned and sold to William.

But in those years, Hill didn't touch it a few times.

Speaking of which, after Fran delivered the huge floating boat, the small sailboat William was used for daily travel.

Rich people make people jealous.

The God of Time and Space must still be digging crystal stones from the river of time and space for him.

However, Hill still had a better impression of the God of Time and Space.

That deity placed a branch temple in his main temple.

Enshrined inside is a beautiful and gentle lady holding a 10-year-old boy in her arms.

The God of Time and Space gave the priesthood of literature, art and education to Queen Spencer, and the priesthood of literature, art and entertainment to the real William.

In Salar's Time and Space Church, all the literacy class classrooms are also engraved with reliefs of the goddess of literature, art and education.

Around the classroom and in the small square are the gods of literature, art and entertainment.

Hill felt that this cunning operation of sharing the literary priesthood between the two auxiliary gods was probably William's idea.

The God of Time and Space is still very serious... right?

Hill felt that the goddess of literature, art and love was probably going crazy. She could either work hard to compete for followers with the two gods who were in charge of literature and art who followed the God of Time and Space, or she could enter the Kingdom of Time and Space and kill the boss of this pantheon, or she could only give up in the end.

The vocation of literature and art.

For so many years, He has only worked hard on love, and all that art has been used to please men.

No wonder the God of Time and Space snatched it so easily.

This is not something that gods can just say in vain. It must be fed back and recognized by the consciousness of the world.

The vocation of literature and art cannot be occupied by the goddess's few pale verses, ambiguous and seductive dances, and dry and boring music.

It’s just that in the past, He had a backing and no one could compete with Him.

At least the God of Knowledge once wanted to fight for it, but unfortunately he was discovered and sued by the Noble Temple from the beginning.

The nobles and the God of Royal Power came to talk to me and had no choice but to give up.

It's a pity that now, everyone in Salar knows who these two gods are.

They happily went to the Church of Time and Space to invite the statues of these two gods home to bless their children to be smart, healthy, and motivated in reading.

William has even built the Junior Mage School and the Knight and Swordsman School. If you have good grades, you can enter. He doesn't bother to pay attention to the boring reasons of the nobles to stop them. They all use the name of the God of Time and Space.

The nobles did not dare to speak up to stop the light emitted by the gods to the common people, although they all knew what was going on.

But civilians don't care about these things. They know who they should be grateful for.

And for them, as long as there are enough channels for people at the bottom to rise. For common people, as long as they work hard and get good results, that is really the greatest happiness in the world.

They thanked Queen Spencer and Prince William for inviting the gods, so they worshiped really reverently.

Hill felt that the goddess of literature, art and love would lose the word "art" in a few years.

Well, it is also a good thing and worth celebrating.

Hill took a carriage and entered Kaplan, the only southern border city in Hefa Saldo.

He has a sincere mentality of picking up leaks and hopes that there will be more losers here who sell off their property.

After all, Cortez’s fees are so high, it’s these losers who are the ones who are being tricked!

Fortunately, Haifa Sardo is an upstart country with few churches of knowledge.

Among the books collected by the Mages Association, apart from spell books, they definitely couldn't find any good ones, so they had to pick them all by themselves.

The inherited books of the nobles are used to fill the library and resell.

If the Church of Knowledge gets it, they will keep many books. After all, the more books there are in the church, the easier it is to win the favor of the God of Knowledge.

It is said that the Temple of Knowledge in the capital of Haifa Sardor is not as big as the Church of Knowledge in the city of Salar, so it is normal that no one comes out to compete with Hill for books.

Hill happily entered the city and went straight to the Mage Association.

This border town has been miserable over the past year.

Hill didn't even see the guard.

Or maybe they were bullied so badly that they all ran away to the higher level, where they could make money and get beaten less.

There were no civilians at all on Kaplan Road. The only people walking on the street were at least knights and attendants.

As Hill walked, people were bowing and retreating to give way.

It seems that there are indeed many mages in Haifa Sardo. At least even the knight attendants can tell that this is a high-level mage.

In the mage desert like Salal, even many nobles have no idea what kind of profession a mage is.

The Mage Association is always the most eye-catching building in a city, of course, this is for professionals.

The magical light always shines on the building and can be seen from a distance.

Hill looked at the crowd gathered at the entrance of the Mages Association and hesitated a little.

What's going on here?

Hill raised a thorn barrier around the carriage and walked through it despite the pressure.

The thorns waved their thorny vines to drive away those who dared come near.

After the crowd was pushed away, someone shouted loudly: "Please bring the mage into Cortez. The reward will be huge!"

Are these people already crazy?

Or did Cortez come up with some new tricks?

Hill looked at the gate of the Kaplan Mage Association and drove the carriage directly in.

There were several mages standing in the hall with bitter expressions on their faces.

It seems like people outside are mainly looking for them.

Hill stepped off the carriage, and the mages stood up and bowed gently to him to say hello.

"Good day everyone." Hill nodded lightly: "What happened outside? Who is from the Mages Association? Sorry, my car can only come in and park."

A man stood up: "I am. I am honored to pay tribute to you." He said bitterly: "Some time ago, the mages who went to Cortez brought a large number of methods for making alchemical potions.

The nobles of Cortez all hope to take away a few more mages who know alchemy from the nobles who passed by Hefa Sardo.

If they can bring them a mage, the Cortez nobles will vouch for them, and they can save a lot of money.

How can anyone who is still here raise a formal mage?

So they are waiting at the entrance of the Mages Association for someone to pay and take people."

Hill thought indifferently: Cortez doesn't have a mage who can make that kind of potion, does he? Is this the first time for the nobles to see such a down-to-earth mage?

"I don't want to go to Cortez now." A mage said with a bitter look on his face: "Maybe they think all the mages in Hafa Sardo are like that!"

Another one also said: "I went there and came back. Everyone in the Mages Association ignored me even though they knew I was from Haifa Sardo."

They hate the mages of Fasaldo, Dead Sea, and they have reduced the status of mages from the altar to hell."

Hill saw that the few people here were orthodox mages, and they couldn't bear to make that kind of potion.

He invited several people to sit down, and he also found a sofa to sit on.

"You can go to Salar." He felt that he was such a nice person. He even left Salar and helped William recruit people. "Salar needs mages. His Majesty the King has opened a mages academy."

"Mage Academy?" Someone asked in surprise, "Is it an institution that trains mages?"

"Yes, as long as a low-level mage is enough." Hill replied: "It's not a traditional small number of apprentices. You have to teach more than 10 people at the same time. But you don't need to take on more responsibilities, just teach spells."

Although saying such words here would offend the Mage Association, Hill felt that they wouldn't care, so it was better to send these people away quickly at this time.

There are too many people surrounding them, so we can't kill them all.

Besides, the branch president, who is at most an archmage, can't kill so many people. After all, they are all knights!

These people shouldn't be so stupid that they even want to bribe the branch president of the Mage Association, right?

A mage said painfully: "I don't want to go to Cortez anyway. Why don't we just go to Salar?" He raised his head and asked Hill with a sincere face, "There are so many magicians from the undead, and His Majesty still needs Salar."

Are we low-level?"

"They are all high-level mages and don't have time to teach Salal's children.

And they don’t like to do the same job for a long time, but Salar has always been short of low-level mages who can handle daily affairs.”

"Was there a shortage before?" A mage nestled in the corner suddenly asked: "I wanted to come here before, but there are so many legendary mages in Salar, and it is said that there are also many magicians and archmages. There is no way out for small mages."

Hill was a little surprised: "How come? No nobles can hire mages. Ordinary mages are running to a few big magic towers. A great mage can become a court mage."
To be continued...