On the wasteland, overgrown with weeds, and white bones can be seen everywhere.
A small merchant group, protected by a dozen mercenaries, shuttled through this dangerous area and headed towards the kingdom of Briana.
This wasteland is the junction of the Kingdom of Holm and the Kingdom of Briana, surrounded by mountains, rampant with magical creatures, and it is rumored that the territory of Viken, the "Governor of the Great Holm Region" hundreds of years ago, and the "Calamity King" Viken He was not stationed in Lentat, like the previous and subsequent governors, but carried out his own experiments near the edge of the Arthurian Empire, so there are many strange creatures in this wasteland, which are said to be the remnants of Viken's experiments back then.
Of course, after Viken's disappearance, powerful magicians, including several of his disciples, did not find his "half-plane entrance" here, so that no one knew why he disappeared, and no one had access to his inheritance and magical items.
Many magicians sighed at this, a magician who is said to be close to the peak of the legend, a master of bloodline research, he must have unimaginable wealth and knowledge in his half-plane, but he has been lost in the long river of time.
"There are always many similar stories, and even today, there are many adventurers wandering the wasteland and the mountains who want to get their hands on Viken's treasure."
Hassan, the deputy leader of the mercenary team, said to his subordinates with disdain and longing, "They don't even have to think about their ass, even if Lady Luck blesses them, they really found the half-plane entrance to Viken, do they have the strength to get the treasure from it?"
"Viken's title is the Calamity King, and he specializes in bloodline research and transformation.
I'm willing to bet with this bag of wine that there are definitely mutant monsters close to legendary strength in his half-plane and magic tower, tsk, maybe Viken's half-plane has already been discovered, but those people have become food for monsters. ” His subordinate was a handsome young man with a polite manner, and after his expression changed darkly and uncertainly, he forced a smile and said, "They are all blinded by the light of treasure and swallowed up wisdom. ” "Oliver, you've always spoken so interestingly, you're worthy of being a bard."
Hassan patted the young man next to him on the shoulder.
After three or four months of getting along, he discovered that Oliver could talk.
Able to do things.
In addition to liking to mess with women, it's a rare good subordinate, but then again, a man who chooses to be a mercenary.
Who doesn't like to mess around with women, of course.
Except for the kind of perverts that like males.
Then.
Grigla, the leader of the mercenary team, said with a cold face: "Don't discuss this kind of thing near the caravan in the future, be careful of being heard by the night watchman." ” "We're just telling legends."
Hassan replied angrily, "It's a night watchman's."
Grigra snorted, "I listen to the nobles of the caravan.
During this time, the Night's Watch was like crazy, and many mercenaries were burned as evil because they wantonly discussed the legend of the magician. ” "It's really fake" Hassan was taken aback, and Oliver, who was thinking about his own thoughts, couldn't believe it, the night watchmen were crazy, but when did they go so crazy "You'll find out when you try it."
Grigra casually answered Hassan's question that he didn't expect an answer, and then glanced at Oliver meaningfully, still wary of this new member of the team who had only been in the team for a few months, he must be hiding something, maybe an important fugitive, if it wasn't for the fact that he had nothing to do with magicians, and the most basic apprentice-level mental power fluctuations, he would have tied up this guy and sent him to the inquisition, be careful to live longer The captain suspected me, Oliver shrunk his neck, lowered his head, and secretly decided to leave the group before the end of the "journey".
Since the escape of Rentat, he has fallen into a dangerous and stressful life, although he is just an ordinary murderer, has nothing to do with magicians, and cannot enjoy the treatment of being hunted by the night watchman, but various mercenaries, adventurers, and sheriffs, still make him have to fight head-on several times.
Fortunately, he went through hardships, no longer a rookie who didn't know anything, he taught himself a lot of fighting skills, plus he was smart, and he always carried all kinds of strange powders on his body, so he got rid of the danger, fled to the border of the Holm Kingdom, and began to "be a new man" A little murderer like him is not eligible to enjoy the treatment of being wanted by the entire region, and after arriving in a remote place, he naturally obtained safety.
The dangers he experienced during this time taught him that if he did not have strength, he could only wait for death, so he had turned his back on the God of Truth and really began to try meditation But to this day, he still hasn't entered the meditative environment described.
He was not flustered or depressed about this, because according to the records on the staff, it would take six months to two years for a person with good talent to master his mind and enter that empty and ethereal state, and he had only tried to meditate for more than four months.
"But what are the four elements of earth, fire, feng shui, and how do they make up so many things?"
As a young man who is interested in drama, Oliver's thinking has always been divergent, so he thinks about all kinds of inexplicable questions that arise after learning meditation as he walks.
After the caravan had moved forward for a while, the captain Grigra looked at the surroundings and announced that he would set up camp, and at the same time arranged for Oliver and the others to keep vigil.
It was the height of summer, but it was still cold and windy on the wasteland, making people think that it was late autumn and they were chilling.
Oliver sat by the fire, looking at the stars in the sky, thinking about his own thoughts: according to the staff on the staff, the location of the treasure was nearby He had seen the obvious strange stone, the blood-red, creeping demon's strange stone.
He fled all the way in this direction, definitely not for nothing Hassan's words made him feel a storm in his heart, and he almost thought that he was looking for the half-plane entrance of the "Calamity King" Viken, but fortunately, he was still sober and knew the gap between legend and reality, and temporarily targeted a magician who had lived here in order to find Viken's treasure.
The night was getting deeper and the wind was getting colder, and the other two mercenaries on patrol came back and kicked Oliver in the body: "Hurry up, it's your turn" They reached for the fire with a pleasant expression.
Oliver shook the short sword in his hand and smiled at his companion, "I'll patrol this side first."
"What's there to fight about," the mercenary muttered and shook his head, turning to the other side.
After patrolling to a secluded place, the smile on Oliver's face disappeared, and he gripped his dagger and left the camp directly, sneaking towards the strange rock.
"The exchange patrol area is ten minutes, and before that must enter the place where the treasure is" Oliver's mind was highly concentrated, and there was an unprecedented lucidity.
Three minutes later, without attracting the attention of the Night's Watch mercenary, he reached behind the strange rock, reaching out and rubbing something between the stone and the ground.
A minute passed, and he didn't find it, and another minute passed, and he still didn't notice it, and Oliver's forehead gradually oozed dense cold sweat, but the more nervous he was, the more awake he became, and his movements were not stiff and flustered at all.
Suddenly, his face was happy, and the movements of his hands quickened, digging out a lot of dirt in the cracks, and then he took out the azure and crystal staff, and stretched it in.
There was a crunch, and the staff seemed to be embedded in something metallic, and then, a faint blue light peeked through the cracks, staining the nearby weeds eerily eerily.
Silently, a cavern cracked open in the wasteland floor behind the strange rocks, and the dark gray stone bricks were paved inside.
Oliver took out his staff, took three steps and made two steps into the cave, and ran frantically into the depths, because according to the staff's records, there was a mechanism inside that closed the entrance, which also needed to be activated, and he had to get it all done before the mercenaries could find him, so that he could pass safely.
Click, footsteps echoed through the passage, and Oliver saw the rotunda ahead.
There are several stone rooms around the round hall, the doors are wide open, and the inside is clear at a glance, some are placed with strange plants that are about to fail, some are full of several bookshelves, and some are stacked with dazzling gems, the light and shadow are scattered, beautiful, like a dream.
As an ordinary person, Oliver's eyes were naturally attracted by the brilliant light for the first time, and the deep blue of the sea, the golden yellow of the sun, and the clarity of the ice cube together made the room "engraved" the word "vault".
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"Rich" Oliver had seen similar gems from the noblewoman, and naturally understood their preciousness.
"Haha, get rich," a rough voice sounded behind Oliver.
Oliver turned around in astonishment, just in time to see Captain Grigra walking towards him with his sword in his hand with excitement and greed.
"Captain," he shouted blankly.
Grigra laughed and said, "Yes, I know you have a problem, I have been thinking about driving you out of the team at the end of the mission, but I don't know that you are a good problem, thank you for allowing me to get this treasure, haha, I have lived for more than thirty years, and I have never seen so many gems" "Thank you Lord for your blessing that I didn't forget to follow you, thank you for leading the way and allowing me to find the treasure, so, as a sign of my gratitude, I allow you to die here."
He drew a cross on his chest, intending to keep it a secret to himself Oliver recoiled in horror as he held his sword and staff, and he had no confidence in defeating the captain, who was only one step away from knighthood.
Grigla counted the time, decided not to delay any longer, and pounced with his sword.
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