Arthur swayed and pulled away the intertwined branches of the elephant trunk tree in front of the three of them. After leaving the traveling horse at the foot of the mountain, the three of them had been traveling on the Eslanka Mountains for a long time, but they did not see the Houston family at all.
, there are traces of an old dwarf or the Arbitration Office coming here.
George pinched a small insect flying in the air with his huge fingers, and asked Arthur tentatively at the front who was diligently clearing the way with his dagger: "Arthur, what do you think of the one Parrish asked you to find?"
Do dwarves really exist? I mean, have you never suspected that Parrish has a mysterious purpose? For example, even if the dwarf does exist, he is actually a rival family that is at odds with Hobik...
What are you doing, Livlan?" George was thinking about various possibilities when Livlan beside him put her hand on his shoulder.
"Arthur's appearance is too strange. Apart from the sense of oppression between you and me, you can still act and think normally. Arthur's state is more like...I can't tell, like he is repelled by this mountain."
, but even the earth goddess Gaia’s clay pot is suitable for..."
George held up his chin and took over the conversation: "It will have an oppressive effect on everyone who is close to a certain range of it. Is that what you mean? Then there may be relics on the Eslanka Mountains that can be used to target different people."
Effect. The biggest difference between the two of us and Arthur is..."
George and Livlan said in unison, "He's a wizard." George stepped forward to help Arthur, who was not very conscious. The closer he got to the mountain, the slower Arthur's movements became. On the one hand, this also showed that the distance between the three of them was blocking their objects.
Getting closer and closer. George let Arthur fall on his chest, looking up at the mountain through the heavy leaves and branches. No matter what 'relics' there were, he was trying his best to prevent wizards like Arthur from approaching Eslanka.
Mountain.
"I heard... the voices of the elements." Arthur stretched out his hand tremblingly, grabbing something in the void, "I heard... they were tempting me everywhere in my body... to get whatever I wanted."
Like...my dagger..." George took Arthur's outstretched finger and said, "Rest well, Arthur. Whatever Parrish needs you to do or do for him, we will help.
You get what you need and we're on your side."
Arthur's eyes were blurred, his consciousness was erratic, and he just kept repeating the words in his mouth. George had no choice but to carry Arthur on his back, and could not expect Arthur to make any more achievements in Eslanca Mountain.
"Only at this time does he look like a thirteen-year-old child," Livlan stroked Arthur's hair gently until Arthur gradually closed his eyes. The elf showed a loving smile, but was soon filled with worry: "
Captain George, why do you think this child has encountered so many experiences that are not what he should have to endure at his age?"
"When I was thirteen years old, I also became a logistics soldier, but it was really not as good as a man who was semi-forced to become a wizard and then carried out a mission that was impossible to succeed at all. Now he came to this Eslan because of his inner uneasiness.
Kashan." George took the Sika sword that Arthur held on to even if he fell asleep, and continued to chop the messy branches on Arthur's behalf.
The sky became dark and the sun was about to set. George and Livlan, whose sight was obscured by many branches, had no idea how long they had been on the mountain. When they carried Arthur on their backs and went through all kinds of hardships, they reached a location with a slightly lower altitude.
At that time, George couldn't even straighten his arms. After reaching the flat slope, he directly inserted the Sika sword into the ground. His whole body collapsed to the ground like soft mud. Arthur was already taken care of by Livlan, whose lips turned white.
"I... will never want to climb a mountain again in a short time, bastard, didn't you say that this place used to be the ruins of the Houston family? Will the trees become so dense in no more than a few decades? At least they will grow if they are so dense.
Hundreds of years!" George buried his head in the soil and expressed his opinions fiercely.
Livlan carefully leaned Arthur against a broken branch and sat down slowly. She closed her eyes and used her senses to search the area again. After a while, she opened her eyes: "Captain, there is nothing found nearby."
There are traces of living things."
After his limbs regained their vitality, George slowly climbed up from the soil, "We just barely dug into the mountain. Where are these damn dwarf ruins? Could it be... Livlan, check some nearby soil
, I think those damn Houston dwarves might have built their sweet home in the mountain."
"How is it possible? George, this is a dwarf, and that is the Houston family." Most dwarves in the southern continent live in groups in camps. Many dwarves who are good at forging build their own system around a dwarf king. Dwarves are famous for their exquisiteness among many races.
In general, they were the first race to add many decorations to their houses, and they were also the first race to praise the portraits of dwarves who had made achievements in their own race. In Brighton City, humans expanded to the southern continent for the second time.
In the past, when the conflicts between the races first started after the Fall of the Gods incident, the dwarves had been the main force fighting against the delusional elves in the east of the southern continent, but the Houston family was involved much earlier.
In 212 of the Old Calendar, after humans were driven back to the northeast by the Elf God Gauss Aesop who returned from the abyss to the Elf Forest, the tolerant dwarves entered an era of rapid development. The most famous one was the Houston family, which was famous for its forging. At that time, Houston
The family established the largest dwarf camp in the east. With more or less help from the earth goddess Gaia, the Houston family once became the most powerful family in the southern continent. This also gave the dwarves who originally lived a refined life a higher pursuit, gold coins and wealth.
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Just like the paper money of humans, the leaf coins of elves and the coins used by goblins, dwarves use their favorite things as currency for transactions, and the houses they live in have been upgraded from tiled houses to incredible palaces. Liv
When Lan was preparing lessons at charity school, he studied the grand occasion when the Bellman family, the second largest family of dwarves, built the Bellman Golden Palace on Lekman Cliff in the easternmost part of the Southern Continent in 196 of the lunar calendar. That is really something that people cannot easily forget.
The grand palace alone covers an astonishing 200,000 square meters.
This is true for the Bellman family. So how magnificent was the Houston family in the past? How could it be possible that it was underground where goblins like it?
George naturally knew something about the preferences of dwarves, and he couldn't believe that the Houston family would hide underground. But only this explanation could explain why the Lord of Brighton City, who wanted to find the secret treasure left by the Houston family several times at that time, never found it.
, until more than a year ago, Parish was rounded up by the Arbitration Commission and still found and took away the most valuable items owned by the Houston family in Eslanca Mountain. This was naturally known to the official organization of Brighton City.
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"George..."
"I insist, Livlan, especially the strangely flat rock wall over there, you go and feel it to see if there are any traces of processing." George kneaded the fine soil under him carefully, except for the moist touch.
There is nothing else. At this time, we can only use Livlan's elf perception to see if she can find anything. If Parrish can find the Houston family ruins in Eslanca Mountain, then George can definitely do it too.
Livlan walked to the exceptionally smooth rock wall, placed her purple palms on the rock wall, closed her eyes and carefully felt the flow of the wind. In her mind, a rough image of the nearby thirty meters flowed with the wind.
Reflected in the mind of the elf.
"Who are you! Why do you appear in the master's territory!"
A sharp and piercing scream was about to break Livlan's eardrums. Livlan, who was about to faint, quickly covered her ears, took a few steps back, and looked around for the source of the sound, but found that the surrounding scene had no other changes except that it was getting darker.
, there was no sign of the particularly sharp male voice. After confirming again whether there was anyone else around, Livlan put her hand back on the center of the rock wall. It seemed that she had just sensed the sound through her senses, but
Why is there sound coming now, but the feedback sent back before was only images?
Livlan closed her eyes again with doubts. A crack started from the edge of the smooth rock wall and gradually spread to Livlan's position. From the cracks, it looked like a heavy hammer continuously hammering the rock wall.
Traces. And Livlan closed her eyes tightly as if she didn't notice the crack at all, sensing the sound that just appeared from nowhere.
"Anyone who disturbs Lord Horst Houston's rest is the enemy of my servant White Houston..."
Boom, the rock wall on the right side of Livlan's palm shattered in vain.
