Act 118: The End of the Blossoms (1st Update)

Beru almost jumped, although building roads was not his specialty, but he knew the Black Forest very well, and the Black Forest was also a treasure trove that a master of forging like him longed for. But as for what it was, the master blacksmith knew it all too well.

"That's a bit of a hassle." Charles replied, shaking his head.

"What do you mean?" Suddenly Beru felt that the young wizard had something to say.

"Your Excellency, he'...... An associated crystal mine has been discovered in the Black Forest...... I mean, according to you, Master, we're going to make it ours, I'm afraid it's a bit of a problem. ”

The old man of the "Magic Crystal Mine" really jumped up this time, "What you said is true"

"No, I mean the associated crystal mine," Charles hurriedly shook his head, "After the adult's investigation, there should be a piece of star iron and cold iron ore there, and there are some other rare minerals in Dangrang." ”

"Iron Ore ......," Berlu's voice trembled.

"Yes, there is iron, but there is also star iron and cold iron."

"Multi-...... How big? ”

"I don't know how big it is, they spent two days staying there, but they haven't found the edge yet. There is not enough time, so we have to wait until later to determine how big the mining area is. Charles replied solemnly.

"Two days, no ...... Didn't find the edge? "Bai Lu felt that he was about to suffocate, Lord Lord, they are three gold-level deposits, what is the concept of not finding the edge for two days?

However, he suddenly thought of another question, and couldn't help but turn white: "Open-pit mine? ”

"No," Charles shook his head, "underground." ”

Bai Lu breathed a sigh of relief, a little pity: "I thought it was an open-pit mine when you described it, but how did the lord find out?" Prospecting is a profession, don't they travel in the forest? ”

"No, no, no," Charles shook his head, "Listen to me, it's not easy to describe, but what I mean is that it's an open-pit mine underground. ”

"Ahh

As soon as Berau's hand loosened, the cigarette butt that had followed him for many years fell on the steps and fell apart.

However, he didn't care at all, he grabbed the other party's sleeve, completely ignoring whether the other party was a wizard or not, but couldn't help but ask loudly: "You mean that there is an iron ore in the Black Forest waiting for us to mine in the Black Forest, which is not known how big the scope is, and there are also a large number of rare minerals?" ”

Charles hurriedly pushed his hand away and put a finger to his lips: "Shhh The young wizard said mysteriously, "You don't want to tell Count Denel about this, do you?" ”

Beru was silent for a moment, and hurriedly looked around carefully, but he immediately turned back to Charles and said, "What you said is true?" That's great, now the white lion armor is not a problem at all."

"Wait," Charles was deliberately puzzled, "Master Berau, that place is quite far from here in the Black Forest, and according to what you just said, I'm afraid it will be a long time before we can mine the mineral deposits in that place." ”

"Fart" Bai Lu waved his big hand, his eyes were red, he gritted his teeth and said: "Leave this matter to me, I just explain this old bone to this matter, and I will do it successfully."

"Martha is on top, open-pit crystal mine," the old man couldn't help but mutter.

"That's not going to work," Charles hurriedly shook his head, "Old man, if you have three longs and two shorts, the lord will definitely kill me, especially since he knows that I instigated it." ”

Bai Lu glared at him angrily: "Hmph, don't worry, I won't do this alone, and I can't do it." I'll ask my students to help, but that's going to take a while. ”

The old man was visibly frightened when he said this, and it seemed that the attraction of the mining area was unparalleled for a master blacksmith like him.

He thought for a moment, "But we can start working first, and let someone get some magic crystals, which are worth a lot more than silver." With money, other things are easy to do. ”

However, Master Beru suddenly paused and reacted, and he stared at the young wizard with slanted eyes: "Wait, you won't be here to calculate me in the first place, will you?" ”

"Ahh ”

Beru looked at this guy suspiciously, and felt more and more that this damn wizard had dug a hole for him to jump, and he suddenly remembered that he had said that he would also let his students come over, and his eyes suddenly went black when he thought of what he had said to Brando before.

However, the young wizard was completely oblivious to the master craftsman's remorse, and Charles only thought with ease how to get Tajib to call in as many men as possible for him.

Otherwise, it won't be easy to fulfill the lord's order.

Forge a path in the Black Forest.

This is a feat that Eruin has not done in hundreds of years.

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However, when Berlu and Charles decided to carve out a 'path' in the Black Forest, and put it on their agenda, sending the first cavemen into the forest, Brandor and his team did not stop their expedition in the Black Forest.

In Vajnd's calendar, the month of sleep symbolizes talent, and astrologers believe that babies born in this month have extraordinary potential.

But potential in the witch's ancient prophecy meant the power of sleep, and sleep corresponded to awakening—from slumber to awakening—and that was the meaning of the last month of the year in Vaund.

Therefore, this is not only the revelation of wisdom and spirit to light the fire of civilization in the darkness and obscurantism, but also the most important month to bid farewell to the old first year.

On the 31st day, the last day of the Month of Sleep, the last day of the Month of Sleep, is celebrated with the largest annual festival in the world of Vawend, the Rite of Resurrection.

The festival lasts for seven days from this moment, but in a bustling city like Freeport, the revelry can even continue into the month of recovery two months later.

Of course, in the dark wilderness, there are no such conditions.

At midnight on this day, Brando and his team finally arrived at the periphery of the Ring of Trade Winds.

In order to remember the passing prosperity and summer leaves, Flo, the 'Chief of Logistics' since the adventure, handed out a small piece of gingerbread to everyone in the party, even Robal and his fire-clawed lizardmen.

Young people sit around the campfire, singing songs from their hometown, and the songs are not only pregnant with nostalgia for that kind of beauty, but also yearning for the future.

The melodious singing, the sparks accompanied by the bonfire rising into the dark night sky, the ordeal of a month in the Black Forest, at this moment, seemed to turn into a memory of the past.

Everyone feels more mature.

Brando, who was also sitting on the side of the campfire, gave his gingerbread to Tia, the wild elf*** who seemed to like this special little dessert not seen in the Lubis region - she grabbed a small piece of gingerbread in one hand, and some cookie crumbs were stained on the corner of her mouth, and smiled sweetly at Brando.

"Looks like Tia likes me better." Brando said to Flo.

Flo stood behind Brando, glancing at her sister and not answering.

In fact, her gingerbread was actually left to her sister, although she was strict, but it could be seen that she really cared about this sister as an older sister.

"Sister Flo is too lazy to meet you in general." Antitina handed her gingerbread to Tia and replied with a smile - the noblewoman's daughter felt a rare relief on such a night.

It was the last day of the year, and it seemed like there were so many things that had happened in the year that she couldn't remember them all.

This is the year of flowers and summer leaves.

By Antitina's side, Tia had put all these gingerbreads in her dress, and she already had a small stack, and her eyes were shining when she looked at them.

Akane, who was leaning on the trunk of the tree, looked at the other party, then looked at the gingerbread in her hand, thought for a while, and put it in.

"Thank you, Sister Akane." Tia said sweetly.

The red-haired girl reached out and touched her head.

Brando smiled, not answering Antitina's words, nor caring about Flo's attitude. He looked up at the inky darkness of the night sky—watching the leaves hang silently and silently on the branches of the trees in the night—and watched the sparks rise over the campfire, flicker slightly, and then disappear.

The brightest star in the sky belonged to Martha, and he looked at it until it reached its brightest moment.

So the year of flowers and summer leaves passed.

He would always remember the year, and the War of the Black Roses that took place in the middle of the year—when he looked up, he seemed to see the night sky of Buchi in the summer of April and May, and the brilliant galaxy that stretched across the sky.

He could see the faces of many people, but their faces appeared and faded, blurring, but the faces of others became distinct, and Brando recognized them in turn—Roman, Freya, Madden, and Bresson, and many others.

This is the year of flowers and summer leaves that belongs to him.

It came to his life a second time, and left for a second time, seemingly without a trace, but indelible.

Then it occurred to Brando that next, the Year of the Sword, the bloody war on the continent began to trace the cause and effect in this year, perhaps it could not be called the beginning of the next half century of war and chaos, but in any case, Vaynd began to move towards turmoil in this year.

The sword, a symbol of conquest.

However, it is also a bloody murder weapon.

When the sword appeared on the earth, the stars changed their trajectory, and the heroes came into being.

As a result, the astrologers named the year of the sword, which was the beginning of Vaund's wild history and the year when players began to write their own epic.

But Brando stared at the night sky with something else on his mind. The Year of the Sword, the year that decided the fate of Eruin, whether history would return to its glory and glory, or whether it would slide into the abyss along its original trajectory, it seemed that the time was not far off.

The young lord lowered his head and looked at the Ring of Trade Winds in the night.

The circulation of the atmosphere formed a huge and stormy cyclone, which stretched across the peninsula at the southern foot of the Kalanga Mountains, and reached the top of the clouds, and now it was as if an ancient beast was lying in front of such a group.

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