Chapter 133： Come back home

Regarding Gao Wen’s third request, the Viscount Andrew’s promise was equally refreshing.

Although he did not know that Gao Wen wanted so many people who knew the number of words to go to the territory, he was not interested in it. This is the most insignificant part of his three things: although the people who read the words belong to a minority, But for the bustling town of Tanzan, it is not so difficult to find a group of people who have read books and lost their lives. It is easy to pull a group of such people out of the Chamber of Commerce and the church.

After long-term acquisition of magic materials at a low price, convening the population, recruiting middle and lower-level intellectuals, and finishing the most important three things, Gao Wencai just mentioned the ancient Egyptian dukes dug under his own territory. remains.

"I am afraid to know the relics you mentioned," Gao Wen did not mention the same vestiges in the Dark Mountains. Instead, he used his "old man identity" to open the topic. "You know, I was active seven hundred years ago. That is when the Gangyan Empire is still prosperous. According to the history of the empire I have mastered, the relics appearing in this area are most likely the 'outpost research station' left by the Empire during the Sparks, and most of them are in the middle and late stages of the Spark. ""

Viscount Andrew is obviously not an ignorant person (in fact, besides the wonders of Rebecca, there are probably few bad history in the kingdom aristocracy), he immediately showed a surprised expression: "Is it not a thousand years ago? ?! The old magical institutions are still working!"

"Yes, the ancient relics of a thousand years ago, the magical devices inside can still be used. This is not something unimaginable for the Gangyan Empire. Compared with those magical institutions, the eternal slate that was sealed in the remains The debris is even more noticeable," Gao Wen shook his head. "Even if it was the empire of the dynasty, it was also very concerned about the eternal slate. They would not throw away the important "holy things" in the abandoned research institute without any reason. ”

The count of the Viscount Andrew's brow was gradually locked. He had already heard the deep meaning of Gao Wen's words. He said for a long time: "I thought I found a treasure, but now I realize that the Leslie family has been sitting for generations. On the volcano..."

Then he looked up at Gao Wen, his expression was very serious: "I know what you mean, and I know that you are the most knowledgeable person of the Gangster Empire. I am afraid that no scholar can surpass your knowledge in this respect. So I hope that you can get your guidance on the ruins of the underground."

Gao Wenwei smiled: this is a wise decision. The Viscount is obviously not stunned by the possible "treasure" or he has been stunned, but after the great change and the truth of the remains He has completely calmed down.

An eternal slate has put the chickens and dogs here, and the ruins are likely to contain more dangerous and terrible things than the eternal slate. No one can say that people standing here at this moment may be able to think of it.

Oh, the amber standing next to it may not be able to think of it. At this time, she is watching the ceiling and watching the ceiling. I don’t know how to swear. Most of it is related to dinner.

“I suggest that you explore the underground palaces and corridors more cautiously, but no matter what you don’t know, it’s best to come and discuss with me,” Gao Wen said with a head. “Of course, you can temporarily stop in this area. Exploring, this is a safer choice. In short, those things are in your territory, and you can do whatever you want."

It was too late at the moment, and the group simply stayed in the castle that was gradually getting rid of evil magic. By the next morning, Gao Wen would resign to the Viscount Andrew and leave the place with someone.

Gao Wen sighed with a sigh of relief as he rushed through the town streets and announced a new command from the Lord's Castle.

For the foreseeable future, the Count of Andrew might be extremely busy. Under the influence of the cultists, just a few days will be enough to accumulate unimaginable chaos, and these chaos will not be easy to deal with. The martial law will be lifted. The big businessmen and mine owners need to appease, and the people who died in this crisis will also Need to be buried...but then you don't have to worry about yourself.

The group left the town of Tanzan and looked back at the town gate that had been reopened. Amber couldn’t help but look at Gao Wen with a curiosity: "You are really decent, the Viscount Andrew is in the weakest time, And you just pinched his life, to tell the truth, if it is the most insidious aristocrat, it is possible to take advantage of the industry of Leslie’s family at this time. As a result, you have not smashed the fire?"

Gao Wen glanced at the amber, revealing a meaningful smile: "No, you don't understand, I have been robbed."

Amber frowned and looked up and down for a long time: "You didn't sleep well last night? Is this nonsense?"

Gao Wen just smiled and did not explain in detail.

"Let's go back to Golin Mill," he said, pointing his finger to the southeast. "Take the little dumb, but it saved the people of Byron."

The Byron Knight looked slightly at Gao Wen: "Thank you for your kindness. But the child is probably the 'property' of a wealthy businessman in the town of Tanzan, and we take it directly..."

Gao Wen waved his hand: "I have already mentioned this matter with the Viscount Andrew. He will find the owner of the child and help them redeem the free body of the child. This is a trivial matter, no need to care."

In the abandoned Golin Mill, they saw the dumb child again.

The dumb child completely remembers the things that Gao Wen gave to him when he left. He stayed in the mill for one night and waited for them to come back. When the characters of Byron and Gao Wen were first drilled out of the woods, the child was The open space in front of the mill raised a small bonfire and carefully grilled an unknown dried fruit picked from the forest.

Seeing that Gao Wen and his party returned safely, the dumb child immediately cheered and then ran up happily. He reached out in front of the Byron Knight and held a freshly baked dried fruit in his hand.

"It seems that he likes you very much," Amber smiled and glanced at the middle-aged knight. "I still give you food."

"I have never been a person who likes children," Byron took over the dried fruit and scratched his hair with the other hand. "I don't know what happened."

Philip Knight thought about it and asked Byron very seriously: "I remember you shouldn't be a family?"

"What's wrong with being a family?" Byron glanced at Philip. "I don't have a bunch of girls who come with you like this."

"Ugly is not a sin, don't care," Philippe comforted Byron straight and seriously, and said before the other party picked up, "Why are you adopting this child and let him be your heir?"

Byron was on the spot: "Ah?"

"This is quite reasonable," Philip said with a serious face. "First he saved your life. As a knight, you can't live up to this kindness. Secondly, this child has many excellent qualities. He is brave, kind, and upright. And there is a certain amount of wisdom, although it is very thin now, but the physical strength can be completely compensated through the cultivation of the day after tomorrow. Of course, his disability is a problem, and now the regenerative magic is no longer effective for him, so he will enter the nobility in the future. The circle is probably..."

"Well, don't say anything, don't say it," Byron interrupted the other half of Philip's long story. "I didn't say it. And when you didn't come... I actually thought of it." It is."

As he spoke, he smiled at himself with some self-deprecating thoughts: "I thought about it at the time. If I could survive this time, I would bring this child back to the territory. But I didn't think I was really alive."

After that, he turned to Gao Wen, his expression was serious, and he was prepared to apply to his lord and swear again according to the process of the general knight adoption, but before he spoke, Gao Wen had nodded with a smile: I have already allowed it. You might as well ask the child and see what his opinion is."

"Have you heard our words just now?" Byron lowered his head and awkwardly adjusted his expression to an approachable state. He smiled and said to the dumb child, "I am willing to adopt you, are you willing?"

The dumb child looked up and looked at the adults in a circle, then lowered his head and nodded slowly.

......

After riding a few fast horses near the mill, Gao Wen and his team returned to the new Cecil collar in the lower reaches of the Baishui River in one day.

A heart hovering from Hetty and Rebecca finally let go.

Rebecca’s extraordinarily thorough Gao Wen even suspected that this silly girl didn’t worry about herself at all. After hearing the news of the ancestor’s return, the first thing that the girl rushed over was to tell her the story of the castle’s adventure and cult cult, and Herti was standing next to her, her aunt’s eyes. She didn't feel that she couldn't feel it. She could only say that the silly skull had just been the same, and she could never realize the atmosphere before she was beaten.

However, for Rebecca’s break, Gao Wen just smiled: probably in this girl’s heart, her legendary ancestor who was resurrected seven hundred years ago is really omnipotent, district cultists, not at all Worth worrying.

What's more, the ancestors of their own superiority are still taking the crystal grenade that she is proud of.

Speaking of crystallized grenades, Gao Wen felt that he still had to praise the stupid scorpion, so after returning to his own camp, his first thing was to laugh and take Rebecca’s head: "Your crystal grenades really started very much. Great role."

"Really?!" Rebecca’s eyes suddenly lighted out. "You used that thing?!"

Gao Wen smiled and said: "Only one but only one is used to blow up one of the cultists. It is a five-level fallen druid."

There are of course many specific factors in the middle. For example, the cultist was injured at the time. For example, he did not have time to release a more powerful body-building spell. For example, he himself took the explosives... but in any case, there is a fact that is not Will change:

Even the crystallized grenade that children can learn to detonate can hurt the body of a five-level superpower.

This made Rebecca cheering loudly, and even the cheering tent could hear it far away.

The Byron and Philip Knights who had walked outside the tent heard the cheers of Miss Viscount and couldn’t help but look at each other.

"It seems that our big lady is praised," Byron smiled. "She recently smiled every day."

"She used to smile every day," Philippe said, but she looked down at the little dumb next to Byron. "Beyond anything else, you should take your 'foster' to clean your clothes. Starting today, he is a member of Cecil's collar, and he is still a child of the knight, and he has to pay attention to the image."

Byron showed a frowning expression: "Hey... who can think of me as a lot of age, my wife doesn't, but I have to learn how to bring children first..."

On Gao Wen’s side, after Rebecca and Herti reported the situation in the territory for two days and left, he bowed his head and looked at the two things he had just placed on the table.

One is the fragment of the eternal slate, the other... is the ring of Mithril from the cult.

A mortal mortal is a big customer of Mithril Treasury... Maybe it's time to contact the Miss Mylittlepony.