Sword of Dawn

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Miss Kraken, who was about to be trapped in place and died suddenly, left the room with a bang.

Gao Wen stood in front of the desk for a while, then shook his head, and said softly to himself: "Isn't it a signal from the siren..."

After a few seconds of thinking and hesitation, he still raised his right hand and lightly stroked a mithril ring worn on his finger.

Amidst the familiar slight heat and fluctuations in magic power, he heard a gentle and elegant but somewhat unfamiliar voice from the ring: "Hello, Mithril Treasure House is glad to be of service to you, our important client His Majesty Gawain Cecil. "

Gao Wen was about to say hello habitually, but subconsciously frowned when he heard the voice from the ring: "You are not Melita... Where is Melita?"

"I'm sorry, Melita is performing an unexpected collection task. Before she returns, I will be responsible for receiving important customers on her behalf," the voice from the ring continued to say gracefully and gently, "You can call me' Noretta'."

Chapter 0875 Lost and Found

Noretta?Another senior agent of Mithril Treasury?

Melita went to perform the "dunning task"?So is this temporary "substitute" Noretta also a giant dragon?

Hearing the voice from the ring, several thoughts popped up in Gao Wen's mind, and then he frowned suddenly, realizing one thing——

Can't play My little Pony meme this time!

After suppressing the weird thoughts in his mind for a moment, Gawain immediately coughed twice, and while gathering his thoughts, he said to the "Miss Noretta" on the other end of the ring: "That's it, I need to consult something— —The Dragon Clan may be involved, I hope to communicate in person.”

"Dragon... I understand," Noretta's voice paused for a second, "Please wait a moment, I will see you in about an hour."

Gao Wen blinked—it arrived in another hour, and the group of senior agents of Mithril Treasury, among other things, this kind of service attitude on call is really admirable, and I don't know that these dragons are executing Where is the cat when the agent is on mission, think about it carefully, there are quite a lot of suspicious points...

……

Dark red lava meanders and flows on the dry and hot land, and the blazing flames are wrapped in the amazingly hot cyclone. The burning tornado sweeps across the red sky like a flaming python, continuously sprinkling hot ash and fire rain ——This is a world dominated by flames. Everything here, including soil and stones, maintains uninterrupted restlessness and changes in a state enriched with fire elements, and a large number of "creatures" with fire elements as the main body survive In this place that looks like hell to mortals, each has its own strange "life forms".

Magma jumping insects jumping in the lava, fire monsters growing in the crevices of stones, living heat waves moving swiftly in the wind, all kinds of fire elemental creatures are blindly burning, fighting and consuming in this hot world. Whether it is a long or short life——however, a loud noise that seemed to break the space and a heartbreaking roar suddenly resounded through the entire space, causing the restless elemental creatures in the earth and the lava lake to scatter in all directions—

"Damn! You damn reptiles!!"

Amidst the deafening roar, a shocking rift suddenly opened in the scarlet sky, and a colossus composed of burning boulders and viscous magma fell from the rift to the ground in embarrassment. It was beside the magma lake. A large pit with a radius of [-] meters was smashed out, and then the boulders crawled out from the bottom of the pit wriggling and roaring, and gradually reorganized into a daunting flame giant.

The giant raised its flaming head and roared to the sky once again, while in the sky where fire rain and ashes were constantly falling, several equally huge figures were hovering—these were seven-headed dragons.

The giant raised his arm, and a hot and bright flaming spear was condensed into shape. However, before he could throw the spear out, a dragon roar came from high above. The balance of elemental power was instantly shattered by the dragon roar, and the flame spear was torn apart. , Immediately afterwards, lightning, frost, strong wind, and arcane power descended from the sky like a violent storm, suppressing the giant firmly on the cracked surface of the earth.

Those low-level elemental creatures that could only rely on instinct to act had escaped cleanly as early as the outbreak of this terrible battle, and only irrational pure flames rose from the cracks in the cracked earth.

"You... how dare you be in the field of elements..."

A blue dragon descended from the sky and directly stepped on the flame giant's head. A deep and majestic voice came from the dragon's mouth: "No one can owe the Mithril treasury—including the elemental lord."

"You lunatics... idiots... reptiles!" The giant struggled, but became more and more powerless to resist under the influence of the gravity spell, "The cycle is coming, it's coming! Everything will be shuffled, and the whole world will be reshuffled." Plastic, what debts, what contracts, everything is meaningless! You do this..."

"You are such a young elemental lord. I am afraid that you were born from the source of fire less than a thousand years ago—didn't your elders tell you a truth?" A head with thick scales, an alloy plate inlaid on the back, and two eyes closed The red dragon replaced with electronic prosthetic eyes sneered and interrupted the flame giant's curse. He took a step forward and looked down into the giant's eyes, "The world can be destroyed and civilization can be rebuilt, but even if a planet crashes into the sun, You also have to pay off the debt of Mithril Treasury before you die!"

The giant exhausted all his strength, and let out intermittent roars at the feet of the blue dragon: "You... these... lunatics!!"

"It seems that your elders really didn't educate you well," Red Dragon shook his head, "but it doesn't matter, we will complete this business. You secretly hid the pledge that you promised to hand over to Mithril Treasury, and it has already expired One hundred years, we brought the bill today—after your confirmation, the Mithril Treasury will collect late fees and collateral today.”

The blue dragon that stepped on the giant's head also lowered its head: "Also, don't forget to give a good review to this transaction——"

Standing by the side, the black dragon who never spoke took a step forward. Accompanied by an inaudible whisper, complex dragon language runes condensed in front of her, and circled to form countless spinning arrows. A little closer to the torso of the flame giant, the latter roared frantically: "Stop! Stop! You can't do this! You..."

Sparks flew, and the swirling arrows tore open the shell of the stone as easily as a knife cut butter. The flame giant's roar finally weakened, and only intermittent cursing remained: "You reptiles...you can't take away the stone. It...that is what I managed to steal...it is mine, it is my treasure..."

After a low muffled sound, the elemental shell inside the giant's body was cut through by the sharp arrow, and its solid body finally began to shatter, and a weak and intermittent voice floated in the air: "You... are just... a group of prisoners... ..."

The blue dragon looked down at the rapidly extinguishing stone head, and stomped it to pieces: "Thank you for your comment, I have received your comment."

The elemental body that lost its life turned into hot stones, scattered all over the ground with a clatter.

A small flame like a candle jumped out from the crevice of the stone, screaming angrily and running away from here, its scream spread far away: "I will come back! I will come back of!"

"Next time you are reborn, ask your elders about the market situation in this world!" Red Dragon shouted at the fleeing little flame from a distance, "We will not charge business consulting fees this time!!"

Blue Dragon shook her head, and a light golden projection panel appeared in front of her. After activating the work system, she began to record the attendance report on it seriously: "...In summary, after the service is completed, the customer will A sincere and enthusiastic evaluation was made. Due to the rush of time, the customer will not have time to choose a star rating in the future. With the unanimous agreement of the agents present, we think it should be a default praise..."

"Melita, don't record those things, you can write slowly after you get back," the black dragon who summoned Fengya stepped forward and said in a young and immature voice, "Let's clean up these things first."

"Ah, it makes sense," the blue dragon—Melita Pernia put away the pale gold panel in front of her eyes, and looked down at the pile of hot rocks on the ground. It is about to break the record of debt evasion in Mithril Treasury. Now let us see what kind of treasure this guy is hiding, and it is worth the risk of violating the Dragon Oath contract..."

The invisible magic power blows over those scorching stones, dispelling the last bit of malice entrenched on these elemental residues. The already fragile stone shells silently turned into dust and drifted with the wind, finally exposing the tightly wrapped The "treasure" in the pile of debris.

It was a piece of silver-white metal with a black inlaid decoration on the surface.

It looks like a shield, but it does not look like any standard shield in the world. It has a very symmetrical rhombus structure, and the raised side still flows with a dim and weak brilliance even today. The energy tremors caused by dragon language magic Wandering around the shield, a low and pleasant humming sound came from the ancient and solid metal, like some kind of resonance.

Several giant dragons came over one after another—these huge creatures stretched their necks and looked at the metal plate that could almost be described as "small" to them, as if a group of people squatted on the ground to watch A small pebble, after a few seconds of silence, a puzzled and curious look emerged on each dragon's face covered with scales (or bionic skin).

"...What is this?" An extraordinarily burly red dragon muttered, and carefully grabbed the piece of metal with two "fingers" outstretched from its front paws, "An elemental lord, risking being destroyed by the mithril treasury The risk of debt collection, just to collect such a thing?"

The red dragon whose eyes had been replaced with electronic prosthetic eyes before muttered: "This is a human shield, isn't it obvious?"

"I know the human shield, but I don't understand why an elemental lord would take it so seriously..."

At this moment, the blue dragon Melita suddenly interrupted the conversation of the other giant dragons: "Friends, I think I recognize the mark on this shield."

While speaking, she raised her front paw and pointed to the imprint on the surface of the diamond-shaped shield—the material of the shield itself seemed to be a bit special, so that it was still intact and undamaged after centuries of erosion by the elements, but Some metal parts on its surface are obviously added later, and the imprints are on those metal cladding plates added later, and they have shown serious signs of weathering and erosion.

But its general outline is still recognizable: crossed swords and plow.

"...I seem to have the impression too...ah! Last time we were tossed around to check whether the deceased clients showed signs of resurrection, it seems that it is because of the owner of this mark..." The extraordinarily strong Hong Long exclaimed, with an unbearable expression on his face, "This seems to belong to that human named Gawain Cecil?"

Melita nodded solemnly: "It should be like this."

The giant dragons at the scene fell silent. These powerful and extraordinary creatures looked at each other, and suddenly felt that this originally simple and rude debt collector suddenly became complicated.

"...Mithril Treasure Vault operates with integrity, we should contact the owner..."

"But this is a lost property from a century ago. If the owner fails to pick it up after the deadline, it will automatically give up ownership."

"But the owner has been lying in the coffin for hundreds of years, so the overdue responsibility should be borne by the specific responsible person?"

"But the person responsible is also dead!"

"... Try summoning souls?"

"I don't think so—and can you leave out the spirit?"

"Stop, friends," Melita finally couldn't help interrupting the increasingly heated conversation among colleagues, "Should we take a closer look at this shield before discussing the lost and found process? Don't you Think...even if the shield belongs to a legendary human hero, it's not worth the risk for an elemental lord?"

"Melita, you mean..."

"There is a problem with the main material of this shield—take a closer look."

……

An hour's waiting didn't take too long, and soon, Betty came to tell Gao Wen that a strange visitor who claimed to be a senior agent had come outside Cecil Palace.

Not long after, a beautiful and elegant lady wearing a long snow-white dress, long pale blond hair and a soft shawl, with a tear mole at the corner of her eye, walked into Gao Wen's study.

"Hello," this elegant and beautiful lady bowed slightly to Gao Wen, with a gentle and professional smile on her face, "I am the senior agent acting as Melita, you can call me 'Nuo Lei' tower'."

Gawain controlled his curious gaze, and after ordering Betty to close the door before leaving, he nodded to the lady in front of him: "Nice to meet you, Miss Noretta."

Chapter 0876

When Gawain took a quick and secret look at Noretta, the senior agent from Mithril Vault who temporarily replaced Melita Pernia also took a second look at Gawain—she was very interested in this human being. There are indeed some curious ones, resurrected from the dead, legendary pioneering heroes, subverting a kingdom, establishing a new order... In Noretta's long life, she has seen many people who can be called "legendary" in the human world. Even among these people, Gao Wen was quite special.

She controlled her gaze and expression, with a faint smile: "So, what do you want to consult?"

"Strictly speaking, it's not a consultation, but I want to confirm something with the 'Dragon Clan' behind the Mithril Treasury." Gawain waved his hand, showing a serious look, "That's it, not long ago we set up a large magic in the Holy Spirit Plain. The device captured some mysterious signals. After multiple comparisons, humans, elves, and even sea monsters couldn't figure out the source of these signals, so now I suspect that these signals come from dragons.

"Considering the development of magic technology, in order to avoid any misunderstanding between humans and dragons in the future, I think it is necessary to...confirm with you."

"Mysterious signal?" The woman in the white skirt who called herself Noretta raised her eyebrows, and her expression became a little more serious. "What is it...?"

"We haven't deciphered it yet. It's a series of very short tremors and echoes. Its structural form has never been seen before, which confuses scholars, but we have recorded a copy of it with magic crystals." Gawain said As he spoke, he made a casual move to the side, and a palm-sized light blue crystal flake that was placed on the disposal shelf not far away flew into his hand without a sound.

This is a recording medium improved by Kamel, and its prototype is the memory crystal commonly used by traditional mages—after optimizing the etching structure in the crystal and performing more advanced standardized production, similar recording media are becoming more and more common. It is widely used in devices such as magic net terminals and immersion chambers.

"It exists here," Gao Wen said, "but I don't know what equipment you dragons usually use to read similar things. This may require some transformation..."

"No, I can sense its magical structure." Noretta interrupted Gawain, she reached out to take the crystal slice, and gently stroked the fine rune marks on one side with her fingers, a pair of light-colored Immediately, a star-like light appeared in his eyes. In this brief moment, Gao Wen felt that the magic around the agent lady in front of him suddenly became extremely active and complicated, as if there was a The extremely high-level magic was compressed into a square inch and completed in an instant.

In just a moment, Noretta finished reading and recording the storage medium, and she handed the slightly hot crystal slice to Gao Wen: "I have recorded it, and I will hand it over to my superior for further analysis and processing Thank you very much for your timely notification and sincere attitude, which is really beneficial for us to maintain a good relationship."

Gawain took the crystal slice, and couldn't help but take a deep look at the woman in the white skirt in front of him: "Excellent magic skills—Melita has never shown it in front of me."

"In fact, she's not good at this either," Noretta smiled slightly. "I'm usually in charge of handling documents in the rear or doing command and support work. These are just 'little skills' that will be used in some jobs."

"It seems that the Mithril Treasury has a complex and effective job structure. I'm a little curious about it," Gao Wen said casually with a smile, "Then, I can just wait for the news later?"

"I won't keep you waiting for too long," Noretta nodded, "We will complete the analysis and comparison of the signals as soon as possible. In addition, although I can't give you a clear answer now, just from the content I just read Let's see... this thing probably didn't come from Tarrond either."

"...Isn't it the Dragon Clan?"

"We use another communication technology that doesn't generate signals with this characteristic," Noretta nodded, "but this world is very vast, and there are many corners and secrets that even the dragons don't know much about. Some things are only me It is only clear to my superiors, so I still have to report, maybe the big treasurer and high-ranking members of Mithril Treasury can find out where this thing came from."

"Then thank you very much."

……

Spirit had been on the shores of this desolate and desolate coast for almost a week.

Except for some beasts that are not common on land and are not very afraid of humans, there are only lush plants, humid and warm sea breeze, and the ruins of towns covered by shrubs and vines.

Earl Owen Dyson stood on a reef by the coast. When the glorious sun gradually rose to half, he took out the gold-plated mechanical watch from his arms, and opened the watch cover to take a look.

At about the same time, several swaying figures appeared on a path leading to the depths of the island on the coast, and several sailors got out from the path covered by bushes and tall grass.

"Half an hour later than the scheduled meeting time," Earl Owen asked calmly after the sailors arrived. "Are you in trouble?"

A sailor wearing a red turban stood upright, gave a military salute, and at the same time reported meticulously: "Report to the captain, when we returned, we encountered a huge python. It may have mutated under the magical environment, but it has been resolved."

"Well," Earl Owen nodded, "Did you find anything?"

"There is only one abandoned manor. Like the town in the center, there are traces of second repairs," the sailor said while taking something out of his arms. "In addition, we found this manor in the manor. .”

Earl Owen took the item handed by the sailor. He saw that it was a badly worn amulet. The logo on the front of the amulet was completely unclear, but judging from the material, it should have been a magic item—— Owen Day Sen had seen something similar not too long ago.

"It was left by the Son of the Storm... It should have been thrown in this place for more than ten years," the Typhon nobleman quickly judged when the amulet was discarded, "It seems that at least ten years ago, The Sons of Storms still occupy these islands located near the dividing line between the near sea and the far sea, but then they abandoned these strongholds close to the human world and went to the deeper seas..."

"These cultists have been occupying the property that belongs to the empire, and they regard the facilities on these islands as their own," behind Owen Dyson, the first officer of the Spirit could not help muttering in a disgusted tone, " They left their demented graffiti all over the town, and then just walked away. I wish they were swallowed by the deep sea, and let them be sacrificed by their fanaticism to the monsters in the deep sea."

"I don't care about the fate of the cultists," Earl Owen said casually. He put away the talisman and looked at the first officer. "How is the situation on the Spirit?"

"We have repaired the anti-magic shell, the shield group and the two magic engines, but there are still some problems with the transmission mechanism connected to the engines. The technicians said that those big guys need professional facilities in the port to completely repair them. What in this area? On beaches where there was none, they could only 'cure a leg'."

"To what extent can it be repaired? Can it sail?"

"It's okay to start sailing, but the speed is only about two-thirds of the previous level, and once we encounter the level of 'disordered turbulence' before, the entire drive shaft will be broken," the first officer said frankly, and finally seemed In order to strengthen the persuasiveness, I emphasized it again, "[-]% will be broken."

"Since this is already the result of the best efforts of the technicians, we can only accept it. We have to return. I believe that the Spirit will overcome this difficulty, and our luck should not be so lucky that we will encounter two in a row in offshore waters." Turbulence," Earl Owen said, looking back at the Courage docked not far away on the sea—that beautiful and advanced magic ship was lying quietly between the gentle waves, covered with magic metal The hull of the ship and the high-power magnetic storm crystal on the bow glistened under the huge sun. After a brief gaze, the earl withdrew his gaze, "Notify the mechanical team and make final adjustments to the engine. We will set sail in three hours."

The first officer nodded, and casually took out a short staff inlaid with many precious stones from his waist. As the gems on the staff lit up one by one, he released the communication technique, and conveyed the captain's order to the guard on the Spirit personnel.

After watching the first mate finish all this, Earl Owen nodded and looked towards the depths of the island: "Take a few people, and we will go to that town again."

The first mate glanced at the earl, but didn't ask any questions. He quickly selected the capable and alert sailors, and together with the earl, they set foot on the path leading to the center of the island.

Stepping on the ancient stone road with obvious signs of repair but has been abandoned again, Owen Dyson walked towards the depths of this former imperial territory.The sailors who were in charge of finding the way before had already cleared away the bushes and vines blocking the way with spells and swords. In addition, the entire Thasos Island itself is not very big, so he quickly passed through the path covered by trees and came to On the edge of a quiet and lifeless town.

This is the largest human complex on the island of Thassos, and 700 years ago, it was also the first springboard for the offshore empire.During that prosperous but too short period, countless diligent builders, ambitious captains and businessmen, and adventurers who pursued their dreams gathered here. Spices, gold, precious minerals in the far sea, and rare things that are hard to see on land Things are all flowing here, and all of this made this humble Thasos Island a "gold-flowing place" that was very prosperous at that time.

And after that short golden age ended, here ushered in a longer sinking—the former sea shelters turned into crazy and depraved heretics in a blink of an eye, and the land of gold became the territory of the son of the storm , the wealth of the empire has become the nutrient for the cultists to proliferate themselves, and in the end those who have not had time to withdraw...

Earl Owen raised his head and glanced at the abandoned houses and towers. The obscure runes left by the Sons of Storms can be seen everywhere in the old houses, and the original Typhon or Dyson family emblems have long been lost.

At the end of the road, in a small square, Earl Owen also saw a pile of ashes still emitting fine smoke, and some broken sculpture fragments and ritual utensils could be vaguely seen in the pile of ashes—that was The relics of the dark sect that the sailors found from all over the town, the cultists who once entrenched here have already evacuated, and the sailors can only burn what they left behind.

Earl Owen bypassed the pile of ashes, bypassed the small square, and came to the town hall.

On the steps in front of the hall, a tattered dark blue banner was thrown on the ground, with the distorted emblems of storm and lightning depicted on the banner.

Owen looked down at the flag, and walked forward - he and the sailors stepped on the steps, passed through the open main door of the hall, and came to the empty assembly hall. Finally, he stopped in front of the deepest wall of the assembly hall. It fell down, and there were only two empty hooks on this wall, and a little moss growing along the wall.

The count looked up for a while, then lowered his head and started groping in his arms. Soon, he took out a piece of neatly folded cloth from his arms, and unfolded it carefully.

It was a very old flag, even so old that it was faded, but because the fabric was mixed with magic threads and it had been carefully preserved, it was still intact after 700 years. On the solemn black background, the shield and the The emblem of the crown, although dimmed, is still clearly visible.

After scrutinizing it carefully, the count raised his hand and solemnly re-hung the banner of Typhon in the town hall of Thassos.

Then he untied another thing from his waist—it was a saber that had been passed down from generation to generation in his family.

The hilt of the saber is engraved with a light golden harpoon pattern, which was the coat of arms given to the first Earl Dyson by the founding king of Typhon 700 years ago. This sword represents the inheritance of the Dyson family and also Represents the glory of the first generation of builders of Thassos.

Swords and flags, these are the things that the ancestors of the family took away from Thassos Island when they evacuated from Thassos Island - that ancestor did not leave any last words to bring these things back to Thassos Island, because he The organization was buried in the sea during the second evacuation, but after that, the relics left by the ancestors became the long-term responsibility of Dyson's descendants.