Bertram feels like he's been crazy lately.

He was an official of the city hall of Modo, and was originally the personal tutor of a noble family near the south coast, but was expelled for hooking up with a charming mistress, and ended up being a pirate military advisor. He was one of the first officials in the city of Mordor, and now has the status of a supervisor at the town hall, and he still remembers the image of going to the temple to evaluate him when he was appointed. At that time, it really scared him into a cold sweat, because a priest actually used a lie detection spell on him and questioned him in detail. Originally, he thought that it was impossible for a tainted person like himself to become an official, but he didn't expect that he would actually pass.

It's also angry to say, at that time, it was obvious that he hooked up with the noble lady and committed adultery, but he didn't expect that it would become him to seduce the noble lady later.

This aristocrat looks sanctimonious on the surface, but in private he is really a bad stomach, and the means to whitewash himself are also a set. Anyway, he started to enter the town hall from that time, slowly sitting up from a clerk. Maybe for Modo City, it doesn't care about using some talents with tainted experience.

Bertram has had a lot to do lately.

Early this morning, before dawn, he arrived at a warehouse in the south of Modor City, where a lot of metal ingots were piled up, and there were three gray dwarves squatting and drinking.

"Old Brass Beard."

Bertram greeted the leader of the gray dwarves in front of him, and then spoke, "How is it?" Is this batch of metal counted? ”

Since the last week, a large number of metal ingots have been secretly added to the city, and it is unknown where these metal ingots came from, and Bertram has not seen ships carrying goods from other places, nor has he learned of trade from other channels. It was as if they had come out of nowhere, and then they had been assigned to him by the town hall to arrange for them. As an old man in Modo City, Bertram knows very well that when encountering such things that he doesn't understand, don't ask or think about anything, just need to honestly handle the things that have been explained above, because knowing too much about some things is very bad for him.

"The count is complete."

Ever since coming to Mordor, Bertram found that the gray dwarves he met were drinking almost every day, and Old Copperbeard stood up and handed over a document, and said, "There are six thousand seven hundred and twenty metal ingots, which is a thousand more than the previous batch. ”

"Still."

"The process of refining these metal ingots is still so bad! It's just a shoddy process, and it's better to let a dwarven apprentice do it than they do. ”

"But there seem to be other special metals in this batch of ingots. I need to bring it back and refine it, maybe a little bit of an unexpected discovery. The last batch of metal has been re-smelted, and you can send someone to the blacksmith to get it out later. ”

Bertram nodded, then signed and stamped the document.

The grey dwarves soon got busy, and with the help of a group of apprentices, they were able to transport the ingots back.

"Boss."

A drunken-looking gray dwarf spoke, "These metal ingots have a lot of impurities. However, judging from the properties of the minerals, it does not seem to come from our world. Because there are some metals that we don't even recognize. ”

The old copperbeard turned around and glared at him coldly, and whispered, "Don't ask anything you don't know." ”

"These metal ingots are not minerals from our world, they seem to come from below!"

With that, the old bronze beard pointed to his feet.

Of course, he was not referring to the Dark Regions, because the Gray Dwarves themselves lived in the Dark Regions, and they knew almost all the minerals in the Dark Regions, and he was referring to the lower planes, from other worlds. The gray dwarf suddenly had a wit when he heard this, and then looked around nervously and stopped talking.

Since these metals are not from this world, but from the lower planes, there are so many things involved in them that no matter where they come from, it is better for them not to know.

Bertram also thought the metal had come from a strange place, but he was a smart man who knew what to ask and what not to ask. After handing over the batch of metal, he immediately led people to the blacksmith's shop, where the metal for secondary refining was neatly ready. Steel was sent to the Golem Factory, special metals to the witches' dwellings, and another batch to the town hall's department in charge of construction. Recently, when a new batch of buildings were being built in Modo Castle, it seems that steel has been incorporated into them, and finger-thick steel bars have been poured into the buildings together, which can greatly increase the solidity of the buildings.

It's already afternoon after all this.

Bertram was sweating profusely, and he felt that he should go to the town hall to-morrow and ask for a manpower, because the amount of metal that was being delivered was increasing with each batch, and he would not be able to keep himself busy at this pace.

………………

Mordo City. Den.

A half-elf woman with an elegant face who looked about thirty years old stood in front of Sauron, she was one of the officials of the town hall, different from other places, maybe Sauron's personal concept, or it could be because the witches here have sovereignty, and Modo City allows women to become officials, of course, you must have the corresponding knowledge.

The half-elf lady in front of her was one of the candidates who passed the assessment, she was originally the housewife of a down-and-out aristocratic family in Fallen Leaf City.

"My lord!"

The plump and moving half-elf lady in front of her had her eyes fluttering, and she didn't dare to look at Sauron head-on, but her eyes flickered a little, and she said softly: "The third batch of metal ingots has been delivered. The Grey Dwarves found some associated rare metals from it, and found small amounts of adamantite gold in the third batch of ingots. ”

"The production of the Steel Golem is on track, and the current supply of metal ingots is enough to last until next month."

"It's a statistic file."

"My lord can take a look!"

Sauron took the document and glanced at it, then handed it back and said, "Good. I'll leave this piece to you. I'll get some people from the town hall to be your assistants another day. ”

"If it's okay, you can go down."

The glamorous half-elf lady respectfully accepted the paper, her eyes lingering on Sauron's body for a moment, and then bowed her head a little gloomily and withdrew.

As the master of the city of Modo, the lord of the shadows, the protector of the half-elves, and the true gods who walk in the mortal world, I don't know how many beautiful half-elves want to test a little beauty and climb onto Sauron's bed, Sauron is not surprised by this, but he will not pay attention to anything.

Mortals want him very well.

The immortal life and ageless countenance alone were enough for many noblewomen to climb into his bed and bring themselves clean and slippery.

But.

Sauron had gradually adjusted to being a god, and unless he was good enough, he could hardly be tempted anymore.

Sometimes this is the case, before Sauron is a god, someone can easily enter his life and become an important person around him, but if this opportunity is missed, it will not be so easy to get close to him.

"The Iron Golem is already in motion."

Sauron sorted out the few documents in front of him, and then said to himself, "According to the progress of history, there are still three months before the fourth wave of [Elemental Turmoil] will enter. ”

"The Sage Catastrophe has unknowingly passed more than halfway through."

The gods were still trying their best to restrain themselves, but this restraint could not last long, and with the emergence of the four elemental gods, the real god war broke out.

The confrontation of wind and earth.

The collision of water and fire.

The four elemental gods themselves have congenital rejection, the first to do it is the god of the water element and the god of the fire element, and then the god of the wind element and the god of the earth element also fight. The struggle of the four elemental ancient gods directly stirred the nerves of all the gods, and also led to the re-outbreak of the battle between the gods.

Unlike other gods, the Four Elemental Ancient Gods really didn't care about life or death on the material plane.

Because they themselves do not have many believers in the material plane, and they rarely leave the elemental plane, and after meeting in the material plane, they are almost like Mars hitting the earth.

"More golems are needed!"

Sauron fell into deep thought and muttered, "The army of Mordor City can fight against mortals, but not against the real devil's army. ”

"The Golem Legion of the Arcane Empire must be established."

"Only in this way can we prove against the devil, maybe it's time to contact the towers of the mechanical realm of the clock nirvana."

Sauron laid the groundwork early on.

Let the towers go free in order to use their power if necessary.

………………

The bottomless abyss, the third layer, the Forgotten Lands.

The demon Sauron sat on the throne of the magnificent palace, and to his right and left were two beautiful succubies who existed as vases and maids, who knelt at Sauron's feet, rubbing his shoulders and legs from time to time, and bringing food and wine to his mouth. In front of Zoro is the terrified Demon Goblin Warlock, who is currently in charge of most of the accounts of the Arena of Grumba.

"The western mine needs to triple its staff."

Zoro looked down at the demon goblin in front of him, as well as the Yugros demon next to him, and said in a deep voice, "My servant has found some pure gold in this mine. ”

"It can give us better weapons!"

"Now I appoint you as the director of the Western Mine, and the more than 30,000 demons of the Sixth Legion are all led by you, and my request is to increase the output of the Western Mine more than three times within a week."

It wasn't like I had done anything wrong.

The Demon Goblin Warlock immediately breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, and hurriedly expressed his loyalty: "Your Excellency! No questions asked! I'll bring someone over now! ”

I just found pure gold!

It also thought that it was secretly embezzled that a little bit of finance was discovered, and it seems that it will have to be more careful in the future.

……………… (To be continued.) )