Vol 4 Chapter 118

Under the uneven light of the torch, the dark blue ice layer forms an arch-shaped cavity. The low temperature allows the water to form a thin mist, as if it also freezes the sound.

"Brando," Veronica said with a buzzing voice, and the lady turned her head, and the emerald green eyes were sparkling with flickering light: "How much time do you think it will take for Alek to reach the center of this temple? ? "

"For a long time, or forever, it depends on how much Alec knows here." For Veronica's question, Brando knew everything. He looked at the depths of the ice cave with the light of the torch, his eyes were silent. : "However, Alek's cunning own poet's ballad can prove that he exercises his iron-handed rule over the plateau. Will such a person find his own way?"

"Fanatical beliefs about the oneness of everything will make him so, but not necessarily stupid. I have dealt with those guys, and I know them well." Veronica looked at him and replied.

"So we have half a day?"

"The worst plan is this, maybe more, but not worth counting on," Brando replied.

"Can we hurry before that?"

Brando didn't answer the question. He turned his head back, his gaze was on someone—wrong, some dragon. Stara, who was concerned by his gaze, looked upset. The little fat man wiped the honey on the corner of his mouth and frowned, "Don't look at me with that look, this road must be faster, I swear. —— "

"What to swear?" Brando asked carefully. "Let's swear, for example, with the third golden scale under Bahamut's neck?"

"Ah. You guy!" Starr yelled. In the second battle with dusk, the snake of the atrium, Yemengad, bit the middle of Bahamut's neck, and the third golden scale fell off and was lost, as if the scar of a soldier is a badge, maybe it is Out of the same psychology, the Dragons regard this lost scale as a symbol of courage and honor forever.

Oath with this golden scale, the oath made. All are the most sacred vows of the Dragons. Even for a cynical guy like Sta, he dare not defy at will.

"Do you know what you're talking about, you even let me make a sacred vow !?" the little fat man exclaimed in anger.

"But it ’s even more unfortunate. Is n’t it? You work for me, but I have to swear by my employees to believe you. Is there a boss in this world that is even more unfortunate than this? Martha is watching this earthly world What happened. But there is nothing more ridiculous than that. Stella, someone asked me not to believe you easily, you understand why— "Brando glanced at the mother dragon before slowly answering. Road.

Starr opened his mouth, and then replied, "That's to the enemy, it's not a lie ..."

"Since it wasn't a lie, swearing wouldn't hurt anyone's honor, wouldn't it?" Brando smiled slightly, and Stora and Akane standing next to him felt that at this moment the Lord's smile really looked like a noble, A lord.

Confidence, hidden cunning—

"Okay. Okay," Star replied in frustration in front of everyone. "I swear by the third scale of the dragon god, all this is true, this road will definitely be the fastest shortcut. , I bet we will be in front of that old man. As long as-- "

"as long as?"

"As long as you don't go the wrong way ..." Star muttered quietly.

"You don't intentionally lead the wrong way?" Brando looked at him.

"Enough, I know!" Fatty Dragon almost got nervous by Brando, screaming angrily.

Brando turned back to Veronica, meaning that this was the answer to the question. The lady glanced at him reproachfully, and in her opinion it was a little too much to offend a dragon for this little thing.

Although this dragon is still very young. And the behavior is a bit weird.

"We must stop Annek." She replied, and the words behind Stora and Laurenna nodded.

But Brando remembered a problem. He looked up and looked at Shiduo: "Miss Scholar, what motivated you to use magic moonstone to activate those liquid monsters?"

Stora was startled by Brando's gaze. Her slender eyebrows flickered slightly, like the moth's feathers, but soon calmed down: "I, I really just want to try activating them."

"Count Tonigel," the eldest son hadn't spoken at this time. Lenarette glanced at Brando and reminded lightly: "Miss Steau is a descendant of the Thun family, and I want to remind you Let ’s see what our cruz people do to defend it? ”

Brando turned around: "It used to be iron and blood, now it's arrogance and prejudice?"

"Well, don't quarrel anymore." Shi Duo whispered, interrupting the two: "Mr. Earl?"

Brando shook his head: "I'm not suspicious of you, Miss Sidow, my question is, why do you suddenly think of activating them with magic moonstone?"

Shiduo's eyes lightened slightly, and the spark of memory inside was fleeting. She looked up and said, "Yes, that's right, I found something."

"something?"

"Some ... weird discoveries, you must want to take a look," Shiduo paused. "Sorry, I was too nervous before, and forgot to mention it for a while."

"It's okay." Unexpectedly, Brando turned his head back, and frowned, his eyes extending along the torch's light into the darkness along the ice wall.

He seemed to get the answer he wanted.

...

The other end of the ice cave--

The young lord's gaze swept over the half-immersed bones in the dark. The bones were a little more than five feet high, and the others would not exceed six feet—this was obviously not the remains of the Frost Giant.

He lowered the torch lower, and the beating light rippled along the ice surface like a water ripple, reflecting the whole picture of the bones. The first skeleton wore a robe, frozen to the ground like a piece of paper, and Brando crouched beside it. Tear off a piece by hand, the fabric is a bit strange, not like cotton.

"This is Lunsha linen." Shiduo's voice, she apparently had already inspected these remains: "Slanted textures are their most prominent feature-"

"Are you familiar?" Brando asked without looking back.

"No, Mr. Earl, the development of the textile industry and clothing is not my scope of knowledge, just ..."

"It's just famous." Brando took her word with confidence.

Sido looked at the Earl with surprise.

"These dead are humans?" Veronica asked suddenly.

"But why are humans here?" Laurenna asked strangely.

"Perhaps an explorer." Feralas confidently offered his view: "These people are very famous everywhere. The mysterious unknowns lost in the ancient ruins attracted them to the moths like a deadly poison. , I have seen many such stories. "

"This is not a story." Laurenna crushed his illusions in a straightforward manner.

"but……"

"Miss Laurenna is right. It is wealth that attracts the explorers, and it is greed rather than dreams that keeps these people going." Meditis replied softly, and she smiled as always: "In our time . There are many explorers who are not separated from the grave robbers, and their reputation is not good. "

"It's the same now." Laurenna glared at her fiance.

Feralas pouted his lips and shrugged helplessly.

"These people aren't explorers, are they?" Veronica didn't need to be involved in the young people's argument. She came to Brando and asked in a low voice.

"Doesn't a style of armor on them say everything," Brando turned back, looking at Veronica with a funny look: "I don't believe in adults, would you see that?"

"They're soldiers, but on that side? The Eruin, or the Highlander?"

"neither."

"neither?"

"Did you see this?" Brando picked up the rag in his hand. Shaky.

"Linen?" Veronica frowned. The lady in the legion seemed to be thinking, but a page of linen seemed difficult to cause her any association, only to plunge her into a maze of thinking.

Fortunately, Brando didn't plan to waste any more time. He just sold it and replied: "Lunsha linen is only grown in the north of Silver Bay. The fabric it made is not the mainstream now, but it is indeed A very famous plant. "

He put the piece of cloth on the page that Shiduo was holding in his hands. "Miss Shiduo, please answer."

"I ... Lunsha linen is famous because the Miner people used to plant them extensively, and the fabrics made from it used to be the main material of the clothing of the Miner Dynasty."

"Miner?" Veronica looked up. Some couldn't believe it: "Brando, you mean these people are Miners."

"Min people were originally humans, and modern humans are their descendants, whether they are Cruz people, Eruin people, mountain people, in fact, in terms of appearance and height, they are no different from Min people- —If they were all bones, "Brando replied.

"You mean the people of Miner have been here before. Is it true that they passed through the glacier?"

"Who knows ..."

Brando's mind suddenly remembered the previous dream. The huge cracked gorge repeatedly appeared in his mind, clearly as if within reach. The Miner in a black linen robe jumped strangely on the edge of the cracked gorge. Dance, and then a group of sacrifice came up with a mouthful of golden boxes.

They were chanting something aloud, but the voice couldn't penetrate the dream and was vague, and finally those people shouted in unison and threw the box down the rift canyon.

Brando shook his head before the illusion was driven away from his mind.

He instinctively felt that these Miners who died here might have some mysterious connection with everything they saw in their dreams. But he didn't want to think too much, and for a while, he turned back and asked, "Shiduo, what else did you find on these people?"

"I found that their armor and weapons have lost their magic power, and this ..." Miss Scholar walked over and took a small pocket from each body. Those things should be their money bags. Shiduo only Open the purse and pour out the contents.

There were many small diamonds, but they were dull and looked more like glass.

"The Mines used magic crystals as money, but the magic in these crystals has long since dissipated." Brando glanced at the diamonds and understood the meaning of Shidor. He said, "No, these magics should Was absorbed, so you suspect— "

He looked up and glanced at the silvery liquid in the middle and west beaches of the ice cave.

Shiduo nodded.

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