Davidian was one of the first members of the Nolan Village Scout Team to follow Roddy.

Earlier, he, like all the sergeants who were waiting to die at the border, had no idea about the so-called orcs, the undead, the danger of annihilation, and so on. The life of one person who feeds the whole family and does not go hungry is said to be good or not, and it is said to be bad... In such a year, it is not much worse.

However, when the villagers of Nolan Village gathered in front of the stove to prepare for the winter, he and his comrades shouted slogans vigorously, closed the city gate at the last moment, and blocked the snow monsters outside...

The life of brushing shoulders with death has long been so accustomed that Davidian is a little numb inside. These elite warriors who have experienced countless bloody battles look calm at this time, and veterans like David An's even scolding and methodically carrying out follow-up treatment:

"Pull the levers on both sides! These bitches have a lot of impact, and the city gates must be reinforced!"

The shouts and footsteps of the snow monsters were blocked out by the giant gate, and the two comrades quickly pushed the levers on both sides to lock the gates—such a device could not be seen in a human city, only in a high elf city like Elson.

"Stay away from the city gates!Diesel don't you want your doglegs?!"

There was a "click" sound, and there was a slight noise in the city gate, followed by two thicker stone gates rising from behind the city gate, and the soldiers hurriedly dodged and watched as they closed the gate completely.

David wiped the sweat from his forehead and waved his hand: "You two hold the lever, and I'll report the news." ”

As the words fell, the roar of the snow monster was accompanied by the muffled sound of the city gate being slammed. However, looking at the stone gate that did not move after being reinforced, Davidian did not talk nonsense, and ran towards the figure holding the dragon bone giant shield on the city wall.

The walls are not very high, at least three notches worse than Elson City. However, although the sparrow is small, it has all kinds of organs, and David has also undergone rigorous training, and he remembers the courses taught by the non-commissioned officer and the fortress clearly, so at this time he can identify the surrounding "armament depot", "dormitory", "city defense equipment depot", "magic circle core" and other iconic rooms.

"What are you moving?"

Three or four teammates carrying clay pots passed by, and Davidian asked casually, but the answer he got startled him-

"Makar found a bunch of garrison equipment, this is stored fuel!"

"There's still this thing?"

The situation was critical, and no one stopped to say hello or explain anything. David and his comrades were running and asking about their own situation, but their expressions were a little strange to each other: the arsenal here not only had a mountain of fuel, but also all kinds of defense equipment and some dry food that had not yet rotted!

But according to Captain Roddy's previous words, this city should be a long-lost High Elf Ruins...

Why does it seem that there were still people in this city a moment ago, and they are ready to meet the enemy at any time?

There was no one to answer such a question, for even the Baron de Sodrore, who was standing on the wall, did not know why—and the only thing he could do in the face of the soldiers' reports was to get these few elite soldiers into battle.

Because under the city wall, thousands of snow monsters have begun to "attack the city".

Although the enemy was outnumbered, with a complete city wall and enough equipment to defend the city, Sodrore was relieved in his heart. The enemy had no siege equipment, and if they wanted to attack it, they could only climb it with their bare hands, and the consequence was naturally a one-sided slaughter: after only five or six minutes, the snow monsters suffered serious casualties under the attack of the city's defense crossbows, stones, and fuel.

"Divide the reserves, replenish the food and water, we may have to prepare for a long tug-of-war. ”

Sodrore was actually a little confused, but at this time he had to give such an order.

He didn't know if Roddy was still alive, or what he was holding on for—for a long time, all the actions had been orchestrated by Roddy, and although he had doubts at first, the results of each battle proved that Roddy was right, so that as he accumulated, Sodlore found that he seemed to have forgotten something...

All he had to do was stand in the back and follow the plan.

But when Roddy disappeared, he suddenly understood a truth: although he seemed to be working hard all along, he had long ignored the fact that on the way forward of this group, Roddy had already shared more pressure than everyone imagined!

Although the errand of training and commanding troops is very tiring, compared to Luo Di, who determines everyone's fate at every step, the pressure is still 108,000 miles behind.

In such a situation, Sodrore found that he had not expressed any "opinions" for a long time, and even rarely put forward opinions, he had become accustomed to following Roddy, and gradually lost his former insight and judgment...

"If it's you... What will you do?"

Sodrore took a deep breath, then shook his head: "No... Now it's about what I'm going to do. ”

Raising his gaze, Sodrore took a closer look around and noticed something strange: the walls were not straight, but had some strange corners and curves. When you look behind the castle walls, you can see the "inner wall" located not far away, and the black magic tower behind it.

Those were the areas marked as inaccessible on Roddy's map, and Sodrol narrowed his eyes and looked away.

Is it just here to hold on?

He clenched his shield and took a few steps across the city wall, but before he could make a decision, his brow suddenly furrowed, and his face showed a little anger...

On the city wall, the twenty or so barbarians stood by in a daze, with no intention of helping at all.

Not only that, but while all the soldiers were trying to deal with the snow monsters, their eyes flashed with undisguised fear and cowardice - after so many days, even though the barbarians did not understand the language, they could absolutely understand the basic commands, so there was no need to think about the reason for the current situation!

These two-meter-tall chunks... Scared.

And when Sodrol was furious, Roddy in the White Palace was staring at each other with wide eyes and Merinthra beside him.

After entering the palace, Roddy knew that he was out of danger for the time being: he stood here for nearly a minute, not to mention the snow monsters in the background, and not even the slightest noise was heard. Except for the slightly rapid breathing of him and Merinthera, there was no extra noise around.

"Tick. ”

As the blood slid down the metal blade and fell to the ground, Roddy came back to his senses violently, he took a deep breath, then coughed dryly, and said, "Hello... Ms. Melinthella. ”

It was a dry statement, but Roddy couldn't think of a better opening statement.

At this time, he was covered in blood, the armor on his body seemed to be splashed with red dye, a short bow, a quiver and a short knife on his body, with the image of a long march and unkempt, he looked really embarrassed - but Merin Sera was not much better, the dark purple robe was crumpled and wrapped around her body, she gently pressed the wound oozing blood from her abdomen, and when she heard Luo Di's greeting, the dragon raised her head and frowned for a long time, but she opened her mouth and asked, "Are you here to find treasure?"

When she asked this, Merlensela tried to make her voice seem majestic and cold, but her inner emotions were far from simple.

In the previous battle with the Frost Dragon, the inconspicuous human in front of him killed the powerful Vesam by means of "tricks" and "luck", and rescued himself. She remembered all these things, so she had the intention of talking to Roddy at this time - if it was someone else, I am afraid that the other party would be punched to death without even having a chance to speak.

After being on the run for a long time, Merinthra has long been reluctant to trust anyone. And for the human beings who are known for their "greed", even if it is Roddy who once saved herself, she has not had many expectations: as long as there are enough benefits, there is no burden on humans to betray them.

However, Roddy's answer made her slightly relieved.

"Treasure?" Roddy raised his eyebrows, knowing something in his heart, and then opened his hands and signaled, "I don't know what kind of place this is... As for the treasure you mentioned, I haven't heard of it either. ”

Looking at Pyrrhine's narrowed eyes, Roddy knew that he had no room for ambiguity, and then explained: "My team was originally in the Valley of the Dead Words, but suddenly so many snow monsters appeared, and there was no way to escape, so I had to run this way, and I ended up getting separated from them. ”

After saying this, the two fell into a brief silence.

Roddy understood that Mai Linsela might not be able to trust herself, so she simply didn't wait for her to make any trade-offs, and continued: "You also know my strength, to put it simply, now I just want to escape with my life and join the team, and I haven't thought about anything else... If there's a treasure here, go find it, and I'll not take a penny. ”

In fact, he also knew that since this place was called "King Solomon's Treasure", then there would definitely be a treasure - but Roddy's biggest advantage was that he had a clear understanding of himself: this was a level 55 dungeon, and even if there was a treasure, I am afraid that there would be a life to take and not to enjoy. So there was no hesitation in the decision at this time.

With that said, Melinthella's cold guard eased considerably, she looked into Roddy's eyes, nodded her head in acquiescence to such a statement, and then walked forward, without any more response.

For the life-saving benefactor, Merinthra's reaction seemed very unkind. However, Luo Di is not surprised by this, the original kindness of the other party has been repaid through those spars, it is too normal for the dragon clan not to talk about human feelings, if he feels wronged, then he is sick.

Looking at the back of Merinthera, Roddy knew that she had drawn a line with herself, so instead of continuing to talk nonsense, she stood where she was, observing the inside of the palace.

Compared with the unpretentious appearance outside, the interior of the palace can be called "gorgeous" at all - there is no pile of gold, silver, jewelry, and hedrons, and the most things that can be seen in front of you are all kinds of reliefs and standing figures.

The reliefs on the walls are vivid and atmospheric, and the style is realistic. Many of the characters have clear expressions and exquisite compositions, and at a glance it is clear that they are narrating some major historical events. There are not many full-body sculptures in the hall, Luo Di roughly looked over, and the first thing he saw was the statue of the king under the bronze canopy in the center of the main hall.

The bronze canopy is black and yellow, more than 10 meters high, and the four pillars have embodied elements such as flames, water waves, green vines, thunder and lightning, which can be called ingenious and exquisite. And on the stone throne directly below the canopy, a young high elf sits.

The elf did not sit upright, but leaned sideways, his slender fingers playing with a wand, his lifelike face revealing an unspeakable recklessness and cynicism, his eyes looking ahead, and the corners of his mouth pulling up a sneer, as if mocking someone in the distance.

This... Is that King Solomon?

There were many question marks in Roddy's mind, he watched Melinsera walk towards the sculpture, thought about it, and stepped forward to look around, but as soon as his body moved, the prompt that appeared in the "taskbar" made his face change greatly, and then stopped suddenly...