Chapter 551 New Portal

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Gawain was startled for a moment, and then he turned his head to see Miss Half-elf stumbling around not far away with a look of excitement, holding a shiny object in her hand, revealing a sense of merit from beginning to end. Momentum.

Although this guy always seems to be greedy for money and taking advantage of the petty advantage, but after discovering it, he still came out and reported it as soon as possible.

Gawain beckoned Miss Half-elf over, looking at each other curiously: "What did you find?"

"Look," Amber happily handed the things in his hand to Gawain, "a ring!"

It was a silver-white ring with a simple shape and some magical fluctuations. It was obviously a magical creation, and the moment he saw the ring, Gawain's eyes froze.

After a strong sense of familiarity, he finally remembered where he had seen something similar.

This is the ring of the Mithril Vault! It's a ring of summons for contacting agents, distributed to senior Mithril Vault customers!

"This should be the token of the Mithril Treasure House, right?" Amber has also seen Gawain's Mithril Ring. This half-elf has a dragon-like acuity for any shiny precious metal, so he has seen it for a long time. , "I remember you had one too."

"It is indeed a token of the Mithril Treasure House..." Gawain murmured to himself, "That dragon fell? Could it be that even the Dragon Race is a client of the Mithril Treasure House?"

"This... I'm afraid there is still more to discuss," Amber stuck out his tongue, and then took out another thing behind him, "because I found more than this ring..."

What Amber took out was a delicate metal box the size of a palm.

This metal box was obviously once locked, but now its lid has been broken open, and the lock is twisted and deformed, and inside the box is a neat box of mithril rings, one by one. The ground is tucked into the black groove...

This time, it was finally Gawain's turn to be stunned.

"This box is all a ring of mithril, right?" Amber watched Gawain's expression change, "If you carry a ring with you, you can still be said to be a customer of the Mithril treasure house. Carry a box of rings with you..."

Gawain's expression became serious: "The dragon either robbed the Mithril Treasure House, or...is a member of the Mithril Treasure House—perhaps responsible for keeping the membership certificate."

This is a very simple and easy to understand truth - if a person carries a house key with him,

Then he is an ordinary person. If he carries several house keys with him, he may be a rich man. If he carries half a catty of keys with him...then he is either a key holder or a dormitory...

If this box of Mithril Ring is really left by the dragon, then the possibility behind it is very intriguing.

Of course, Gawain did not rule out the possibility that a dragon robbed the Mithril treasure house and stole a box of communicators, but his intuition told him that the more likely explanation for this was that the dragon race was related to the Mithril treasure house.

And when this possibility appeared, Gawain suddenly felt that many of the mysteries of the Mithril treasure house had been explained - their power, their secrets, their power that stretched across the continent for thousands of years, and they were not even immune to the magic tide. The secret of influence suddenly became understandable, because this organization was not created by "mortals" at all, and behind this organization, there was the shadow of the dragon family.

But this has led to more questions: why did the extremely mysterious and never public dragons create such a "commercial organization"? What is the purpose of their activities on the mainland? Is the Mithril Treasury really just a "treasure house"? Are there more forces on this continent that are controlled or established by hidden races like the Mithril Treasure House?

Gawain's thoughts flew far away at once, but soon he forcibly took back these nonsense things.

Now I just found a box of mithril rings, and these "tokens" just happened to appear in the place where a giant dragon was active. The clues are not enough at all, even if these rings are really left by the dragon, even if That dragon is really a member of the Mithril Treasure House, and there are more than one possible explanations behind it. What if the rich and powerful Mithril Treasure House happens to have a dragon employee?

In the absence of clues, it is still too early to rashly conclude that "the giant dragon is the actual controller of the Mithril Treasure House", but since there are certain clues, Gawain still considers the two equally mysterious dragons and Mithril Treasure House for the time being. The forces are linked together, and if he can find more clues about them, he will continue to investigate this matter.

After putting away the mithril rings, Gawain let out a slight sigh, and secretly planned to have the opportunity to contact the high-level agent named "Melita Purnia" again in the future, maybe... I can get it from her. Find some information.

He raised his head and looked around the surroundings: the steel rangers were on guard nearby, and Solderin led two warriors to collect material samples from the bottom of the pit and painted the claw marks left by the dragon.

In addition, there are no more valuable clues in this impact crater, and now that it is very late, continuing to stay in the Black Forest will bring more uncertain risks.

Now is not the time for large-scale operations in the danger zone covered by the Black Forest.

Thinking of this, Gawain shouted to Soldrin: "After collecting the samples, we will close the team, and we are ready to go back."

"Yes!"

When the team returned to the cave of the Shadow Experiment Field, it was already completely dark.

A large number of portable magic spar lighting devices are installed inside and outside the cave cracks. The artificial civilization lights illuminate this dark place for the first time in hundreds of years. Construction materials urgently transferred from Cecil City are constantly being sent here. At the place, all kinds of construction machinery and more engineering personnel were sent with the weight loss technique.

When Gawain returned to the cave, Knight Byron was leading the soldiers to guard the temporary defense line near the crack, while a middle-aged man who looked quite robust, wearing heavy work clothes and a bearded face was in command. Workers were cleaning up the rubble near the crack, seemingly preparing for subsequent construction.

Gawain recognized the middle-aged man - he was Cecil's mason named Gordon, who received a special award for outstanding performance during the first Cecil defense, and now, this Mr. Mason is already one of the heads of the construction department of Cecil City.

"Mr. Gordon," Gawain came to the person in charge of the building, "how is the progress?"

Gordon, who was originally a mason and has now become one of the officials of the Government Affairs Office, hurriedly saluted: "Lord Lord! We have cleared the open space outside the cave. By this time tomorrow, my brothers and I will be able to build a two-meter-high wall. "

"Very good," Gawain nodded, "It's hard for you tonight, we must repair the fortifications as soon as possible - this is not a safe place outside."

Gordon glanced a little nervously and dreadfully at the dark and dark Black Forest in the distance. Although he was tall and strong, in front of the prestigious Black Forest, any ordinary person would face a test of courage - but fortunately, there is a goodbye. General Lun and the brave Cecil Corps guard here, and the lord's personal encouragement, the reliable magic cannon and the legendary hero duke can make people more courageous than anything else.

He nodded firmly: "Guaranteed to complete the task!!"

Gawain nodded and walked towards the depths of the cave with Amber and Soldrin. In the temporary resting place in the center of the cave, he saw Heidi who had been waiting here.

Hetty had obviously been worried for a long time. After seeing Gawain, she immediately greeted her with undisguised reassurance and relaxation on her face: "I'm so glad to see that you are safe and sound—did you find out?"

"It's true that I found something incredible, but let's go back and talk about it in detail," Gawain waved his hand, "I saw the construction team just now - Gordon was involved in part of the construction of the northern rock fortress, right?"

"Yes, he is an expert in this area. He led a team to reinforce the north gate of the Rock Fortress and participated in part of the reconstruction of the Rock Fortress. These projects were taken over by the local construction team of Rock City after the winter," Hetty said. As he spoke, he looked at Gawain curiously, "Ancestor, what are your plans?"

"The passage between Cecil and the southern foot of the Dark Mountains has been opened," Gawain nodded slightly, "I want to keep this passage - set up a portal here."

Hetty blinked and looked up at this huge cave. The high-power magic spar lamps used in the construction site illuminated this once dim shadow experiment field, and a large number of engineering equipment, building materials, and weapon devices were piled up in different categories. On the rock platforms in the cave, in fact, when she saw the ancestors mobilizing so many supplies from Cecil City, she vaguely guessed what the ancestors were thinking.

"We can't hide in the north of the Dark Mountains forever. In the face of the threat of the magic tide, the border of civilization will retreat if we don't advance," Gawain said. "When the Ansu people retreated once, we directly lost one-third of the land in the south. The southern barriers of the kingdom are also shattered, so we must not settle for the status quo."

He looked at the huge crack in the southern part of the cave, and the dark night came into view.

"Crossing the Dark Mountains from the ridge is too difficult. The Rebellion Fortress is our natural passage. The outside of this crack leads directly to a gentle hillside at the southern foot of the Dark Mountains. Although it is inconvenient to defend, it is easy to push outward. We can go directly from here. Enter the Black Forest. Based on the huge cavern of the Shadow Experiment Ground, I will transform it into a 'South Gate Fortress'. The artificial fortress armed with railguns, rainbow cannons and reinforced concrete is no worse than the original rock wall. Then we'll have a gateway to the south."

Heidi understood Gawain's intentions, and after a brief thought, she nodded slowly: "Yes, I'll make arrangements now."

Gawain didn't speak any more. He looked at the gloomy and dark sky in the southern part of the cave, and his eyes slowly firmed up.

The impact crater that appeared in the black forest, the mysterious foreign object, the giant dragon whose whereabouts are unknown, the shady curtain behind the Mithril treasure house, and the crack that was suddenly opened at the end of the fortress of disobedience...

The world seems increasingly unstable, and as the ruler of this land, he must seize every shred of value available in this unstable world.

Harnessed right, dangerous breaches can also become gateways to the south.

This is Anzu 737, the 1st day of the month of recovery.

On the first day of this spring, the construction of Cecil's South Gate Fortress began, and the descendants of the Gondor Empire returned to the land on the edge of the wasteland for the first time after 700 years of partial peace.

Also on this day, the brief truce between the Ansu Kingdom Army and the Eastern Frontier Army came to an end, and the atmosphere became tense again on the front line of the confrontation in the east of the Holy Spirit Plain.

Also on this day, far from Cecil, somewhere in the southwest of the Dark Mountains, on the edge of the forest, a huge crater filled with smoke and dust.

A young woman wearing a lavender gauze skirt and a lavender veil on her face, with an air of mystery and elegance all over her body, is sitting on the edge of a smoke-filled pit, quietly thinking about her tens of thousands of years of "people". "pregnancy.

"You shouldn't be flicking your tail when you circle the last lap. You'll be fine with gliding to slow down... In other words, it's not going to be fat recently... No, it must be the wind direction... Hey, where's my box?!"