"Oh? You actually need this thing? I thought it was a ring!" Brian stroked his copper-colored beard. It seemed that this was not the seed player in his heart.
"Well, how about a hundred oath gold?" Snorri flicked the beard ring lightly. He had no intention of returning it to Brian after he got it in his hand.
"Of course! I will thank you for your kindness in my next work!" The adventurer is also very happy. Although he is experienced and bold, the places he goes are too mysterious and dangerous, and it is often difficult to find the group.
accompany.
Single-handedly ensured his mobility and flexibility, allowing him to enter the core area. However, the small manpower also meant that the strength was weak. Bryan could only look at the good thing guarded by the enemy and drool, and he could only pick up some scraps outside even though he was deep into Baoshan.
It's still very uncomfortable for the dwarves.
"Here's to your adventurous spirit! Maybe you can tell me the story of how you found it, and at the same time, with your extensive knowledge, you can give me some suggestions on where to find similar things."
After discussing the first priority, Snorri had a drink with Brian. He was happy to listen to the opinions of professionals on this kind of archaeological work, and the adventurers had performed well in previous expeditions.
"The second question is relatively easy to answer." Brian lit his cigarette bag and leaned into the backrest comfortably.
"Those large fallen fortresses in the Badlands, Black Rock Castle, Dragon Cliff Castle and Eight Peaks Mountain! The most precious treasures should have been brought out by the evacuated compatriots, so it's not necessarily true that you need them."
"Another possible place to ask the ancestors to atone for their sins! It's the Ulthuan Circle. Well, it's just like the Phoenix Crown in the Eternal Peak Treasure House."
The adventurer praised the god. Although the war that lasted for hundreds of years ended with Caledor II being beheaded, the mountain kingdom also suffered heavy losses. Although no dwarf was willing to mention it, many treasures fell on the tip of the mountain.
It is also an indisputable fact in the hands of the ears.
"That makes sense!" Snorri praised, Brian's analysis was well-founded and he was very satisfied.
"As for this, uh, the beard ring you mentioned, I found it not long ago in the troll country north of Kislev. It was an ancient battlefield that had been frozen for a long time." The adventurer said solemnly.
Remembering.
"A large number of ancient creatures eroded by Chaos and some twisted fragments of demons are scattered all over the place. From a cross-sectional view, they were struck by sharp weapons. Their enemies are very powerful. The distorted armor and fur seem to have failed to do what they should at all.
effect."
"Who killed them?" Snorri guided.
"I don't know! Maybe the troops who defeated them cleaned up the battlefield after the victory. I searched the entire area, and apart from this beard ring, I couldn't find anything uncorrupted by Chaos." Brian said what he said.
inference.
"In fact, there is another possibility that they were hit by Grimnir heading north, and the God of War surrounded them all." Snorri guessed from the origin of this thing, but he did not say it out loud.
"Yes, I understand. So besides the pledge money, do you have anything else you need?" He took the rune gold ingot just extracted from the treasure house from the attendant civil servant and handed it to Brian. The dwarf king changed
topic.
"It looks like you need more artifacts?" The adventurer raised his eyebrows.
"Indeed, finding the lost treasure is one of the three vows I made before the mother goddess came." It has been ten years since he traveled back in time, and Snorri can be said to have never forgotten his original intention.
"Then maybe you can support me in forming an expedition team to explore the fortress in the badlands." Brian's words fit Snorri's wish.
"Okay, with the Three Hammers Alliance here, you can use the manpower and material resources from Southland to Iron Peak Castle within a reasonable range with my warrant! King Belega and King Kazador also need more information about them.
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The dwarf king laughed. Those three large fortresses had fallen for a long time, and the reference value of the old maps in the hands of the dwarves had been greatly reduced due to the destruction of the green skins and rats. Collecting intelligence in advance would be of great help in recovering them.
Three days after Brian left, Plateau Castle welcomed another very prestigious figure in the Kingdom of the Mountains - brewmaster Joseph Bergman.
"What brought you here? Last time I passed by Karak-Domar and I didn't have time to pay a visit. The glutton in my stomach kept giving me advice!" Snorri stood up to welcome this person whom we had met once.
fat dwarf.
"Hahaha, it's so kind of us to be chosen by our ancestors! You fought thousands of miles for our mountains and worked tirelessly. All I can do is let you and your warriors have a good drink to celebrate after you win!"
The brewmaster was polite and polite. Snorri was no longer the young bearded man he was when he got married.
"The day the news of your recovery of Karak-Zun reached the Old World, I opened the barrels and brewed a batch of really good wine to celebrate. Now that the cellar has expired, I specially sent it to you to taste."
As Bergman spoke, he took a beautifully decorated wine barrel from his entourage. When he opened it, the aroma filled the room. Snorri took a sip and found that the wine was indeed clear and sweet in the mouth.
"Good wine! Good wine! What's its name?"
"I want to call it the Jubilee Diamond. The myriad fragrances are like the brilliant facets of a diamond. What do you think?"
"Good meaning, I like it!" Drinkers are short-tongued, so Snorri naturally wouldn't brush off Bergman's wishes. Pushing the glass and changing the cup, the small barrel quickly reached the bottom, and the brewmaster waved his hand again and fetched a treasure box.
"Take a look." Bergman dismissed the entourage, untied the runes and pushed the box in front of Snorri.
"Good guy!"
There was a wooden wine glass lying in the box. It looked ordinary. There were a few dents in the wood, and the iron hoop was no longer shiny.
"Sure enough, you know this thing." Seeing Snorri's expression change, Bergman relaxed.
"Yes, this should be the wine glass of the Mother Goddess. Legend has it that the nectar in it is endless and has many magical effects." Snorri confirmed after looking at the system's reaction.
"It's a pity that it is incomplete and has lost its magical effect." Bergman sighed and lamented.
"This is a treasure passed down from my ancestors, but its authenticity has always been questioned by the clan members. After my great-grandfather died in a duel with a colleague for the honor of the family, my grandfather sealed this wine glass."
"I need it, what do you need?" Snorri closed the lid and stared at the dwarf opposite. Bergman had already achieved fame and fortune, and in theory he lacked everything. The dwarf king didn't know how to get him to sell this treasure.
"Only in your hands can this wine glass regain its former glory. Keeping it will only increase my worries. I don't want anything, as long as you are willing to clear the name of it and my family."
