The next day, Thorgard and his party began to visit Plateau Castle. Snorri did not accompany him in person. After what they did yesterday, they probably wouldn't have had a lot of fun with him by their side.
"Damn it! I've lost a lot of money just to show off!"
Sitting in the office, Snorri wiped his war hammer with a depressed look on his face. He did not intend to leave the war hammer under the mountain without taking it out after the powerful blow. On the contrary, when he tried to trigger the master flight rune
There was no success in recovering it.
At that time, Snorri thought that the burial of sand, earth and rocks interfered with the effect of the runes, and he did not want to writhe in the ruins with his butt sticking out and ruin his tall image, so he left directly, but it turned out that he wanted to be simple.
Now there are some scratches on the head of this warhammer, probably caused by too violent a collision. However, external problems are nothing compared to internal problems. The infusion of spiritual energy has destroyed the structure of that rune.
.
"It's a little troublesome. It's not difficult to get another rune with the help of the ritual, but the weapon will not be damaged if the rune is carved. If it is damaged, it is difficult to repair!"
Snorri muttered to himself that when the dwarves were created by the Ancient Saints, in order to reduce the possibility of being eroded by Chaos, they did not have the ability to cast spells, so weapons and equipment often did not have the function of carrying energy.
He also realized that as his strength increased, the weapon he initially acquired began to fail to keep up. After witnessing the power of Belega's two weapons in actual combat, Snorri was scratching his head.
"How to do it?"
Snorri leaned back in his chair and thought about it. Compared with other races, as a normal dwarf, it is the right way to seek better equipment to improve his strength.
"Of course it's a good idea to go back and chew on your old age. There are always many good things in the treasure house of Eternal Peak and Master Kragg's collection!"
Dwarves are often reluctant to pass on some things because of "lack of qualifications", such as the equipment of the Iron Breaker Warriors and Hammer Guards. Obviously passing it on can directly improve the strength of the army, but there are always old Yuanliang who thinks that the current small
In every aspect, the beard is not worthy of the treasure passed down by our ancestors.
"Then there is my artifact storage system. I was too busy running around here and there to look for it. Now I have the territory, the manpower, and the peace for the time being. I can work with peace of mind!"
Snorri clicked on his system while thinking. The three pieces he has collected so far are Tourni's Rune Clamps - previously borrowed by Master Kragg; Gazul's Gift Token and Raton's Beast Taming
collar.
Snorri didn't have a suitable target for the latter two. Regarding the giant beast, he had asked the two familiar Slan in the Southland in a roundabout way.
There are no ancient Triceratops in sedan chairs in the Southland.
Lord Euteclas of the Bone Temple failed to find a suitable carrier for his carriage. Naturally, Snorri did not want to ride around on an Ankylosaurus.
Even worse than a giant spider.
The single parts in his hand include the pickaxe of Granny's divine pickaxe and the spur gear obtained from the Dauntless Fortress. In total, he has already collected half of the sixteen fragments of the eight artifacts, which is very efficient.
Snorri has no idea where the remaining fragments are. Some are left outside the mountains, and some may be in the fallen hillfort. However, Snorri still believes that some of them are still in the hands of the dwarves, just like the Dreadnaught.
The spur gear is so dim and the treasure is just covered in dust.
"Perhaps I can recruit them from the entire Gunshan Kingdom. With my current power and reputation, I can just find any excuse!"
As soon as he thought of it, Snorri quickly drafted a statement and spread it across the mountains with rune telegraphs. In the name of the ancestors who chose him and the king of the Southland, he collected cultural relics inherited from the ancestors of the gods from all the tribesmen - I don't know.
What's the use of it?
Every tribesman who is confident about the treasure in his hand can bring it to Karak-Zun, and Snorri will personally identify these things. Once confirmed to be suitable, the lucky person will not only be rewarded with a large sum of money, but will also be welcomed by the ancestral gods.
Pray for grace for donors beforehand.
As for those tribesmen whose treasures are not selected, Snorri will also reimburse their carriage, food and accommodation on the way back and forth. It is considered as a journey to find the roots of the ancestors, and it is not bad to experience the ship and railway by the way.
In fact, with the system in hand, he could have described the things he needed in more detail, such as a pickaxe handle or a gear. But Snorri had his own considerations in not doing so.
First, the hostile forces can also get the news. Once they fall into the hands of the enemy, those guys may not have the ability to destroy the artifact fragments, but just throwing them into the sea is enough to prevent Snorri from getting them forever.
Secondly, who knew that the tribesmen did not have other good things in their hands? With his family education and teacher training, it was really possible to identify some treasures, and compared with them, the extra gold expenditure was not worth mentioning.
This news undoubtedly caused a sensation in the mountains and even the entire old world. After discovering that they had no relevant treasures, many dwarf lords gradually turned their attention to the human forces under the mountains.
Thorgard set out on the way back after looking around. Snorri was not with him. The wedding date was set later. After the railway was opened to traffic, the time was greatly shortened. He could study at Plateau Castle while waiting for someone.
Deliver treasures to your doorstep.
After identifying several items that were all ordinary goods, Snorri was disappointed with the collection of the Nandi people. Presumably, most of the people who moved here were not so happy in their lives in the old world. Such families often have great differences in history and lineage.
Slightly worse.
"Why is it so noisy outside?" Snorri's thinking was interrupted again.
"Bryan Bronzebeard is here, he seems to have tamed a gryphon!" Rogoff was on duty today, and he recognized the adventurer's distinctive beard at a glance.
"Griffin?" The traveler remembered that some dwarves in the King of the Hill world did ride griffins. He had considered this idea when he first came here, but he gave up in the end because griffins were too difficult to obtain.
"Greetings to you, respected King of the Southland! As soon as I get your notice, I will rush south from the Giants' Country Mountains. I hope you are interested in seeing what I have gained from so many years of adventure!"
The adventurer walked in laughing, carrying a small box under his arm and dressed like a Norscan dwarf.
"Hahaha, bring me a barrel of beer for my guest! After I finish reading, I want to hear about your adventures over the years." Snorri greeted him while turning on the system, and the dusty warehouse actually responded.
"Let me see what this is? A beard ring? Yes!" Snorri picked out a little cutie and twirled it on his fingertips.
