Twenty Sided Dice

Siegel handed over the investigation of the Uther family to Janet, so he no longer had to worry about it. He also put forward his original plan to use the ability of the earth element to disrupt the production of iron ore, making the conflict between the Here family and the Uther family even bigger. But Janet rejected this plan, and pointed out that in fact the Herre family is the real hard-core ally of the Uther family, and the so-called friction is just a trick.

"I saw this method when I was in the Starry Kingdom. When you want to deal with Uther and go to Harley, you will fall into a trap." Janet said.

The mage smiled and handed the map to Janet, not to waste brain power on these things. Dealing with complicated interpersonal relationships is not his good at all, and with the same amount of time, he can improve his magical ability a lot.

"If you find evidence and can determine who ordered the assassination, be sure to tell me." Siegel said to Janet: "The only thing that is unforgivable."

In order to ensure the security of the territory, Siegel is prepared to use all available resources. After the equipment of Mora's Peak was delivered, the training of the soldiers could not be stopped. At present, only Mana can be called a commander, but she was born in the mercenary group and can only cope with the work of the patrol team. She wants to be like Sir Bill. It is unrealistic to organize an army that way. But recruiting a qualified knight is not so simple, and Heimland has no manpower to take charge of this work for the time being. So Siegel set his sights on Mount Saint-Saint. There's also a "nothing" dragon out there, maybe we can get some ideas out of her.

"I agree with the plan," Janet said. "A dragon can make us invincible. But are you sure you can do it?"

"How do you know if you don't try?" Siegel said. "Always visit this neighbor."

So the next day, Siegel carried a basket of gifts and climbed the Mount Saint-Saint alone. He didn't bring a single entourage because he wasn't sure if the dragon would welcome visitors other than him. Mount Saint-Saint is not as steep as the top of Mora. But there is no winding road here, nor a ladder to test people's will, only the most primitive rocks and fissures. If it is an ordinary person, one must have excellent skills to advance in such terrain, but for a mage. Just fly lightly and fly up.

The platinum dragon's lair is invisible to the eyes of ordinary people, and Siegel can only find its entrance after turning on his vision. The cave is 40 meters wide and 10 meters high. It is very dry inside. There is neither vegetation nor other animals. It is as bare as the hall of a castle. Siegel found that the ground beneath his feet was full of rocks that had been scorched by high temperatures, a glass-like substance formed after melting and condensing over and over again. () This stone is very hard. With ordinary swords, you can't engrave marks, but when you step on it, it gives the illusion of softness, as if walking on a carpet.

"Are you at home?" Siegel called out, only to hear the echoes of "at home, at home". According to the records of the Association of Masters. It is impolite to light a torch in a dragon's lair, and dragons tend to use a brighter flame -- dragon flame -- to help lighten their guests. Siegel casts a darkvision spell on himself, and everything around him becomes visible. He avoided the stones on the ground and walked in slowly. Although the effect of flying is still on him, the use of natural legs is more respectful.

Dragons are sensitive animals after all, and their pride is reflected in every aspect.

The cave extends a hundred feet, and then the ground suddenly rises, creating a thirty-foot drop. This is a take-off platform. The dragon jumped down from the high platform, stretched his wings and slid forward, and flew out gracefully from the hole. Siegel used both hands and feet. Climb this platform.

He narrowed his eyes and looked at it carefully. There were not many scratches on the edge of the platform, indicating that the dragon seldom left the cave. Even the hardest stone can't withstand the power of a dragon's claws, especially an adult dragon. The platform is the most easily damaged part of the dragon's lair and needs to be reinforced with new rock that is often melted. Siegel noticed that there had been no new work for at least a hundred years, and only a few scars.

The smell in the cave is very clean. No cadaverous smell or... excrement. The hygiene of the beast den has always been a concern, with many adventurous people having to overcome the pounding of the air on the nose. Siegel was glad he didn't have to go through that kind of test. However, the current situation has not exceeded his expectations.

If a dragon does not understand the world, it means that she has been growing up in a closed environment. And Modesti is obviously not raised by the mage. Or in prison, there is only one possibility: she rarely goes out.

In theory, dragons don't need any food and water, and can survive only on elemental energy wandering in the air. Although this will cause their melee capabilities to decline and their bodies to appear thin, they can still grow like this. Such dragons will grow very slowly in size, but they can condense magic more tightly and become masters of spells. Most of the dragons who made such a choice are concentrated in the stage of ancient dragons. Their bodies are already very large. If they continue to maintain the cycle of "eat food and grow their bodies", even the bones of dragons will be difficult to bear. Taikoo dragons generally choose to fall asleep and start their spiritual journey in dreams.

Few young dragons do this, after all, the part of their body that belongs to the beast is active, and the thirst for flesh is difficult to restrain. But in the imaginary of some wizards, how strong would a dragon be if it chose to sleep in a cave from its infancy, with its mind wandering in the void and its body focused on condensing magical energy? Most of the magic of human beings now comes from stealing from other races, and most of the races have learned from dragons. If you can push up the magic ability of the dragon family, maybe it will provide new ideas for the magician's spell research. This hypothesis has aroused heated discussions among the mages. If it weren't for the existence of a covenant with the dragon family, maybe such an experiment would have really started.

Siegel had such thoughts running through his mind, while also being careful about his surroundings. He turned a corner on the high platform and saw the center of the cave.

A gigantic void burned by flames appeared in front of Siegel like an upside-down bowl. On the overhead and surrounding walls, some deliberately set aside protruding rocks have been cast with eternal flame spells, providing continuous lighting here. Dragons don't need light to see everything around them, and the only purpose of these lights is to illuminate the treasure in the center of the cave.

The entire cave, three meters high, is filled with all kinds of gold and silver jewelry, including gold and precious stones that have not yet been cast, as well as finely carved works of art. Many uniquely shaped implements were scattered on the treasure pile, messy like weeds on the sandy land, and from these things, Siegel saw many armors, weapons and jewelry. There are also many strange shapes, treasures that seem to be imagined in the most absurd dreams, all stained with a strange light under the light of the eternal flame.

But no dragons.

This is not normal, Siegel thought. Judging from the surrounding environment, Modesti does not have the habit of going out to hunt often, and she should be very concerned about these treasures and will not leave too far. Shengse Peak is within sight of Myr City, and if there is a giant dragon flying by, it is impossible not to notice it. Siegel circled around the treasure, sniffing around with his nose, and there was indeed no sign of the dragon.

Siegel suddenly understood the dragon's plan. They had agreed that in the absence of Modesti, Siegel could not take any treasures, lest he "scald injury". So the dragon must have been hiding somehow, watching the mage's movements secretly. Thinking of Modesti's sudden appearance from invisibility, Siegel was startled, maybe this dragon's talent was in invisibility.

Siegel laughed, put the basket he brought on the ground, and pounced on the treasure pile. He rolled, jumped, cheered, and threw things all over the place. Jin Cancan and Yin Cancan fell like raindrops, and the whole cave was full of rumbling sounds.

Then he picked up his wand and used his magic to make the gems line up in a long line, flying in mid-air like a river. As he did so, he muttered, "Oh... it's all mine..."

But he wouldn't really take any of his belongings.

After making an agreement with the dragon clan, only when the agreement is broken by the dragon, they must not take the initiative to break the covenant. The Mage Association clearly stated the fate of breaking the contract: even the legendary powerhouses fell in the pursuit and killing of the dragons that never gave up. It was a **** warning that Siegel would not be foolish enough to cross the line.

He was just teasing the dragon out.

The treasure pile was rummaged through, revealing some buried objects. Siegel saw strange gold coins with patterns he had never seen before. He believed in the gold coin of this human empire, otherwise there would not be a profile of a human being engraved on it. But he thought about it carefully, and there is no language similar to the above in history.

In addition ~www.readwn.com~ he also found some unique scrolls, which are beautiful scrolls, the style is different from any race in the old and new continents. But what surprised Siegel the most were the two spell books, one with a black cover and the other with a blue cover, both decorated with silver spells. Siegel touched it with his hand, and the black-covered spell book had a faint heat, as if it was alive; while the blue-covered spell book exuded a strong chill, stinging his hand.

Siegel suddenly had a good idea. Carrying two spellbooks, he walked to the bottom of the treasure pile and leaned against the nearest Eternal Flame Stone. The basket that he carried all the way flew to his feet, and the mage lifted the top cover with his own hands. It turned out that it was full of cakes. Sugar from Warney and honey from the top of Mora were turned into sweet cakes by Janet. Siegel's magical power keeps the aroma trapped in the food until the lid is lifted.

Siegel opened the black spellbook, and a bright light flashed, but there was no danger. Sitting on the treasure pile, he took a cake from the basket and put it to his lips. The contents of the spellbook caught his eye, so Siegel never opened his mouth to bite.

As he kept flipping through the book, the cake was dangling in the air like that. Soon, Siegel heard a very subtle but clear dripping sound. (To be continued)