Chapter 1395 Should we sell the secret realm of elves to the Holy See?
The Glorious Holy See has a great cause and its jurisdiction is extremely broad. Finding a special kind of ore is neither easy nor difficult——
What's more, the papers previously published by the Parliament and the information disseminated have already vaguely pointed out the characteristics of this ore.
As long as you develop the corresponding magic, follow the diagrams, and search patiently, you can always find it. In the final analysis, that kind of magic is to use ore as a magic material to try to stimulate a special light:
If it can be stimulated, that's what they are looking for. If it cannot be stimulated, forget it. Either there is no special product at all, or the concentration of the special product is not enough, and purification will be extremely laborious, and the gain outweighs the loss...
The Grand Inquisition first searched the general treasury of the Holy City and found only a kind of earth-yellow mottled, inconspicuous, earth-like ore. There were densely packed small black spots embedded in it, and it was slightly shiny.
It's not iron ore, copper ore, tin ore, or any current mineral, and I don't know how it got mixed in. The bishop in charge of this matter asked many craftsmen, and then he asked an old craftsman the reason:
As long as these small black dots are melted and mixed with steel, they can produce very good steel. Weapons can be made to be extremely sharp, and armor can be made to be extremely hard. Moreover, there is a side benefit:
It can promote user advancement!
Wearing this kind of armor, or holding this kind of weapon in your arms, and praying day and night, you can more easily hear the voice of the Lord of Radiance and be infused with the power of the Lord of Radiance.
The speed of advancement will be faster than others.
Of course, if you advance too quickly, there will often be some side effects. For example, some less devout paladins will have their whole bodies burned, with blisters, ulcers, loose gums, and even vomiting blood...
But those are all small things! As long as you are pious enough and receive enough grace from the Lord of Glory, you can advance quickly. As long as you advance quickly enough, you can suppress all the side effects!
The old craftsman kept talking for a long time, and the bishop who was ordered to ask had his head as big as a bucket. As for where this kind of ore comes from...
The old craftsman rolled his eyes:
"How do I know this? There is it in the warehouse, so I just use it and make weapons and armor. There is nothing in the warehouse, so I can take a break——
Do you think it’s easy to build something like this? Do you think how old I am?”
The bishop really didn't want to talk to him. After asking around, he found that only this old craftsman had seen this kind of ore, so he had no choice but to talk to him patiently.
At this moment, I took half a step back and looked carefully. I saw that the old craftsman had gray hair, a stooped waist, and was completely dark from his face to his arms. He looked like he was at least fifty or sixty years old. I carefully guessed:
"……forty five?"
"Thirty-five."
The old craftsman sneered:
"Building this kind of thing is too long-lasting... If I didn't have five sons, and all five sons would get married, I should have retired a long time ago..."
The bishop was speechless for a moment. He silently wrote down "This is not a good thing, it will easily shorten your life", quietly exited, and went to find the warehouse manager.
From the warehouse entries, to the transportation records, and then from the transportation records to the purchase records. The final answer left everyone speechless:
"This kind of ore comes from the east... the east... a very far away place. It is probably at the junction of the great wilderness occupied by barbarians, the black forest, and the orc kingdom. Going further east..."
"How far?"
"Cross the Yinghui Mountains, cross from the north side of Haiji Lake, and then walk more than a thousand miles eastward, we are almost there..."
The deacon in charge of paperwork has already quickly opened the map. It has taken more than half a year to get from the edge of the area occupied by the Glory Holy See to the Yinghui Mountains;
Then climb over the Yinghui Mountains - the name means "even the eagle can't fly over, it will turn back here", and travel along the continuous river valleys in the mountains to avoid all kinds of monsters, demons and barbarians;
After a narrow escape from death, we have to walk more than a thousand miles...
Only the most determined and devout ascetics have explored such a path. In addition, it is said that some of the heretical lunatics in the Kingdom of Kent also like to run around.
Then there are the caravans. For money, there are always people traveling thousands of miles, one trip after another, to traffic in all kinds of inexplicable commodities. In fact, the previous ores were occasionally purchased from the caravans.
The Holy City rummaged through the warehouses, but couldn't find a few pieces. They were used to make weapons and armor. They only had a few pieces for a year, so it was all they needed.
It is conceivable that it is not enough to study divine arts or even as consumables for attacks. The quantity must be increased several times, ten times, twenty times, thirty to fifty times, hundreds of times would be even better!
The problem is, to send a team over for these ores, through areas that are completely unfriendly or hostile to the Holy See, or across the wilderness, the journey takes more than a year, and the journey back takes more than a year...
Not to mention how many people will die on the way, just say that even in the best case scenario, it will take three years to go back and forth.
The bishop responsible for formulating the plan felt that if he dared to report this idea to the Pope, the Grand Inquisitor, or anyone else, they would be able to kick him out to look for mines...
"First of all, we need to collect this kind of ore on a large scale within the jurisdiction of the Holy See." The bishop calmed down and began to dictate. The aide around him quickly recorded:
"Let every district and every church collect from the people uncommon and strange stones. Tell them that the time has come to show their piety to the Lord!"
"Is it just a show of piety?"
"Well... you can tell them that the Holy See is going to build a new cathedral with the highest location and closest to the church of the Lord of Glory. The stones donated by the people will be built in the church with their pious hearts and be buried in the church.
The Lord sees it!”
"Yes!" - After all, a bishop is a bishop! With this method, any stones that exist in the area under the jurisdiction of the Holy See will be found!
"Secondly, let each overseas governor-general try to collect all kinds of strange stones. Anyway, they will need ballast stones for their return voyage. It is stipulated that the quantity and type of stones carried by each ship must comply with the regulations!"
"Should we let the governor-general conduct their own identification? Or should they all be sent back for identification?"
"Identify it on your own and give them the identification method. At the same time, give them a task to find this kind of ore within half a year, um, a year, within a year!"
What to do if not... The aide murmured, but did not dare to ask further questions. He lowered his head and brushed the records:
"Any more?"
"Third, mobilize our spies in the Kingdom of Kent and work hard to find out where the heretics' ore comes from. There is no reason why they can find it, but we can't!"
"yes!"
The three-pronged approach did satisfy the higher-ups of the Holy See, or in other words, they felt that there was a possibility of finding this kind of ore. Moreover, just one month later, similar ore was indeed found in the Kingdom of Brolin:
"The divine magic appraisal has responded!"
"A special light can appear!"
"Exactly what we are looking for!"
"That's it, that's it, that's it..."
"how?"
"It's the content of this ore, really, really..."
If we say that in the ore stored in the Holy See's warehouse, half a pound of small black spots can be found in one hundred pounds of raw ore;
Well, for the ore of the Brolin Kingdom, the craftsmen in charge of the ore dressing were shaking their hammers so hard that their eyes were bursting with tears. They could hardly find black spots the size of sesame seeds among the rocks and gravel.
One hundred pounds of raw ore, and the small black dots found would not be enough to fill the lid of a tea cup; calculated this way, one thousand pounds of raw ore, could not find half a pound of small black dots!
And these little black dots need to be selected, refined, and turned into the final fine powder before they can be used by spellcasters to test spells. Ten thousand pounds of ore is not enough for them to use once...
"Look again! We must find rich ore! It is too painful to mine in the barren mining area..."
"Keep an eye on those heretics! They must have found a rich mine!"
Study spells!
Make magic tools!
Make explosives that can explode with just one "bomb"!
Also, the pseudo-sun god named Viracocha, "boom", "boom", each shot is at least equivalent to a legendary full blow, which makes it difficult for the legends of the Holy See to hold on——
Without a rich mine to support it, it is absolutely impossible!
While the Glorious Holy See was working hard to oppress the Kingdom of Brolin, forcing the king, nobles, and local churches to recruit a large number of poor people to go into the mountains to mine, it was also working hard to expand the search area and let the maritime merchants and overseas governors work hard to find it.
Yes, this work cannot be completed overnight, but as long as the efficiency is higher than that of the caravan going to the wilderness, it will be worth it!
What the enemy has, we must have too! What we have must be more and better than what the enemy has!
"Especially the Governor-General of Pelou. The widespread spread of this kind of magic only appeared after the attack on the pseudo-Sun God was launched in the Governor-General of Pelou - there must be rich mines nearby!
Without rich ores, that pseudo-Sun God would never be able to bomb indiscriminately!
Order Governor Pellew and several governors in the New World to increase my search power! We must find the mine!"
"No..."
The new Governor of Pellew was scratching his hair with a frown on his face, almost wanting to pull out all the hairs. As for whether it would be unsightly to become bald after pulling them out, he no longer cared about it:
The total population of the Viceroyal District is only that small!
The core power that can be used, the force from the old continent, has shrunk so much that it can no longer shrink!
How can he find this? The vast plateau, the vast mountains, all the people are spread out?
There are countless ores in the plateau and mountains. Each mountain is enough for ten thousand people to search for a year! Besides, if the mountains are not searched after searching, why should we go into the rain forest to search?
The kind of place where there is no return...
"A reward! A reward! A huge reward!" The Governor slapped the table hard:
"Put out ore samples in the Governor's Palace and the Cathedral. If you can find this kind of ore, you will get 10 gold coins for a clue. A pound of ore will cost you 100 gold coins!"
"Um……"
After receiving the news, Archmage Heins laughed sadly. On the bone-white robe, 18 ghosts flew out at the same time, flying around him crazily:
"How about selling them the information about the secret realm of elves?"