Chapter Twelve The Mystery of the Sword of the King
"Dear Lord Anvis, it's like this. Several guests around me have found me and brought information that may be of interest to you."
Facing Anvis in the crystal ball, the last dragonborn immediately changed his attitude and was so respectful that he could be called a dog-legger.
"Yeah?"
Nodding noncommittally, Anvis glanced at the environment near the Last Dragonborn.
At this time, except for the blue-robed mage, the other two sixth-level men had already entered the shadows in the corner of the basement and left the scope of the crystal ball's vision.
The kitten Tiramisu has also been let go, and at the Dragonborn's command, it is standing aside obediently as a decoration.
"So, I wonder what this guest wants to do when he finds my subordinate?"
Turning his attention to the mage behind the last dragonborn, Anvis spoke calmly.
"This is our first meeting. Dear Mr. Anvis, you can call me Lan. I'm sorry to contact you in this way. But after all, I have a low status and it is difficult to meet you through normal means. Please forgive me."
Seeing Anvis looking over, the blue-robed mage Oban stepped forward, spoke in a neither humble nor overbearing manner, and gave himself a codename at will,
"I wonder if the Olivendi family would be interested in the whereabouts of the legendary Sword of the Chosen King?"
"The Sword of the Chosen King?"
Looking at the mage opposite the crystal ball, Anvis raised his eyebrows slightly and quickly recalled the information about this sword.
"Interesting, keep talking."
Tapping his fingers lightly on the table, Anvis showed a hint of interest and signaled the man in blue robe opposite to continue.
"I believe you should know that the original body of the Sword of Choosing the King was intercepted by a mysterious strongman thousands of years ago and is still lost to this day."
Oban nodded and briefly told what happened.
"A few days ago, an expedition team escaped from the underground and discovered the remains of a secret laboratory suspected to be related to the Sword of the Chosen King.
In that ruins, they found several pieces of analysis data on the nature of the Sword of the Chosen King. However, when they left, they had internal strife, which led to the leakage of the information.
Based on some of the things that team brought out, we already have the exact coordinates of the location of the Sword of the Chosen King, or at least coordinates closely related to its location.
But we also know that our strength may not be enough to compete with the big shots.
Therefore, for only 1.5 million gold coins, we are willing to inform you of the specific whereabouts of the Sword of Choosing the King."
"So, this is your purpose?"
After listening to the blue-robed mage's words, Anvis's reaction was not as serious as he thought. Instead, he stretched out a finger and shook his head slowly.
"Unfortunately, Mr. Lan, you are not the only one who has contacted the Olivendi family over the past thousands of years and claimed to have obtained the whereabouts of the Sword of Choosing the King.
However, their information was quickly disproven afterwards."
As he spoke, Anvis leaned back on the chair and waved his hands casually.
"So, I need solid and reliable proof, not your empty words."
"I can confirm that this coordinate has a very crucial connection with the whereabouts of the Sword of the Chosen King. You can contact the prophet of the Olivendi family to prove this through prophetic magic."
In response to Anvis's reaction, the blue-robed mage shrugged, showing no signs of nervousness.
"Furthermore, we are not the only ones who know the whereabouts of the Sword of the Chosen King. We were just the first to obtain the coordinates.
Others who have also obtained the information may now be contacting the other three major families, or even the imperial royal family.
After all, we don’t have the ability to block the news. The longer you hesitate, the greater the probability of changes."
"...Okay, leave a location, and someone from the Olivendi family will contact you to discuss the specific details. If your information is proven to be true, then your request will also be met."
Nodding, Anvis cut off the communication and looked at the dim crystal ball in front of him, feeling a little lost in thought.
Unexpectedly, the last dragonborn who was released to roam freely brought him some unexpected surprises.
In the secret history of the empire stored in the family's large library, it was recorded that Emperor Gloria held this sword and fought against the "Frozen Everything Flame" from outside the territory.
‘The terrifying dawn star descends on the world, and everything is frozen in the flames of pale starlight.
At the critical moment, that glorious figure stood proudly in the sky, fearlessly swung his sword towards the dark night sky, and cut off the cold sparks from the night sky.'
This is the original text of the Secret History, and the prototype of the folklore "Cut Down the Stars" is also that battle.
He was actually somewhat impressed by the Sword of the Chosen King. After all, it was the only red epic rare item. Several guilds in previous lives seemed to have fought a large-scale guild war over it.
It is precisely because of this that the real high-level forces of many empires have shown their faces in front of many players, taking off the veil of mystery.
However, Anvis is not clear about the specific location of the unearthed ruins and their final whereabouts. This is because the information was considered secret even in the previous life and was not disclosed to the public.
If we calculate the time, the time when the Sword of King Choosing was re-released in the previous life is actually less than a year apart from now.
Therefore, there is a high probability that the coordinates mentioned by the mage who calls himself "Lan" are true.
Of course, to Anvis, even if it is fake, it doesn't really matter.
After all, all they want is money, as we all know, and problems that can be solved with money are not problems.
.….….
With the intention of both parties, the transaction was completed smoothly.
After verifying the coordinates, Anvis paid 1.5 million gold coins as a reward. He also arranged for a clone to go to the coordinates immediately, trying to explore there first.
At the same time, because Anvis did not hide anything when he transferred people from the family, the Duke and Duchess also knew about it.
Regarding the epic sword of the Chosen King, they know more secret information than Avis.
The Sword of King Selection has real and powerful power, and the key lies in the so-called 'King's Qualification'.
Emperor Gloria has been in office for three hundred years, and during these three hundred years, in addition to managing the empire, the emperor also relied on the heritage left by the ancient magic empire to create a nearly invincible army of terrifying golems.
According to the few information available, the entire legion is composed of one thousand and twenty-four golems, and is divided into thirty-two independent squads. The leader and deputy leaders of each squad are nine-level golems. They are composed of floating city-level towers.
Unified control of spirits, proficient in joint array attacks.
When all the demons form a giant magic circle and attack together, they can easily issue terrifying forbidden spells that exceed the limit level, and their power even dare not touch the ninth level limit head-on.
But after Emperor Gloria resigned from the throne and disappeared mysteriously, this army of golems also disappeared with the emperor.
It is said that only the holder recognized by the Chosen King's Sword can find the sleeping place of this golem army and reawaken it.
It is precisely because of knowing this secret that the imperial royal family and the four major families are very concerned about the whereabouts of the Sword of King Selection, because it is a force that can influence the balance.
However, it is not yet completely certain that the Sword of Choosing the King is at the coordinate position, and that the Sword of Choosing the King has reappeared, nor is it certain whether it is a trap deliberately set up by certain forces.
Duke Carrot simply left the matter entirely to Anvis to handle, intending to hone his ability to do things.