Somewhere in the continent of Celtes.

Underground.

In the dim and oppressive space, Adolf was lying quietly in his blood crystal, motionless.

Compared to last time, there seems to be more "blood" in the blood crystal.

There was no wind here, it was quiet, not even the sound of the wind. It's as quiet as an abyss.

Suddenly, ripples rippled on the blood crystal, and Adolf's body tilted slightly, and he fell out of the blood crystal.

Almost at the same time, the fine sand beneath the blood crystal quickly condensed into a flat ground and caught him.

"Are you alright?" the blue mist condensed into a human face and appeared beside him.

Curled up, Adolf shuddered slightly, gasping heavily.

"I didn't ...... It's okay. ”

"But you don't look like you're fine. ”

It took a while for Adolf to recover and lie down, panting heavily.

"I don't think you'd better go any further. Your current physical condition is not suitable for any magic, especially spatial magic. It's high-level magic that takes a heavy toll on your body. ”

"But my mission isn't ...... yet Finish. Gritting his teeth, Adolf propped himself up on the ground with his hands and stood up little by little.

"That's just a general task. 'Make the necessary preparations for the awakening day'. What is 'necessary'? There is not even a mention of the Lich King, and no one expects him to appear. I think you just have to stay here and no one will blame you. ”

"That's why the teacher chose me for this task. Because of me, I know what to do. At this moment, Adolf's face was as pale as a real blood clan. He slowly raised his head and said softly: "There are so many people's lives, so many people's hard work, there can be no accidents. I do so much, not to not be blamed, but to make our goals really accomplished. ”

"Okay. Then I can only wish you good luck. ”

The ground formed by the fine sand under your feet stretches forward little by little, connecting with the sand bridge that protrudes from the main pillar. Along the overhanging bridge, Adolf walked forward little by little, and then began to climb along the stairs on the main pillar.

The blue mist followed closely behind.

"Actually, I'd advise you not to do it any further, not just because of your body. Someone is looking at you and you don't know who it is, which means that there is a risk. The most taboo thing we are afraid of is risk, especially the risk of exposure. Or, you can take the matter to the higher-ups of the Bloodline and they will take care of it for you. I think they'll be happy. ”

Adolf was silent, still walking upwards step by step.

......

While Adair was still looking for Jones at Full Hilde, Jones had already returned to Serpent City.

Sitting in his room, he looked at the envelope in his hand with some disbelief.

In the envelope, there was money, a bank bill of 300,000 gold coins. So the envelope will be so thick.

In addition, there is a letter, which is also very simple.

"Here are 300,000 gold coins, put them there first. If the refinery needs money, you use it. I'm in a bit of trouble, and I'm afraid I won't be able to show up in Heard for a while. I'll go straight to your Mega Snake City to find you. Please don't tell anyone I'll go look for you. Including Adair. Yours sincerely, Adolf. ”

300,000 gold coins......

Adolf was rich, and Jones could feel it. But he obviously didn't look like a businessman, at least when it came to the smelter, he obviously didn't use the attitude of doing business. And, what kind of trouble could make such a wealthy businessman run away?

Because of Adair?

The letter specifically mentions not to tell Adair. Is there any conflict between Adolf and Adair?

Jones was simply dizzy.

Vaguely, Jones felt that this might involve something terrible, but he couldn't tell what it would be.

The "terrible thing" that can find himself is related to Gray.

At dawn, the castle hall was silent. The hydra is still hibernating, lying quietly on its stomach. Jones stood in the hallway on the second floor, sticking out his head and looking down. The canal dug in the hall reflects his reflection.

"It seems like that's the only way to go. Other than that, I really don't know what the point of him looking for me is. Do you want me to do anything with the Knights of the Silver Moon as much as Adair, but I don't even know who he is. Jones suddenly remembered how he felt when he first met.

Adolf, as if he was deliberately approaching himself.

Thinking about it, Jones couldn't help but worry.

Speaking of which, both Adair and Adolf are actually the same, and both of them have impure motives for approaching them. At least in the beginning, there was no friendship. But these two people have helped themselves a lot.

Originally, it wasn't that important, but now it's different. If the two of them clash...... No matter which side you are on, it seems to be a betrayal of the other side.

Thinking of this, Jones almost felt his scalp tingle.

"Maybe I should ask Adair, and he might tell me what went wrong between him and Adolf. But if I ask him, doesn't that prove that I know?"

If it's a pure blood clan, it doesn't seem like you need to think too much about this. The blood clan is always profit-oriented, and the genes of the blood clan themselves carry the factor of betrayal, and they don't feel that there is anything wrong with betrayal. But Jones is different from the other Bloodlines.

Probably because he had been with Gray for a long time, Jones unconsciously developed a certain degree of disgust for those dark-oriented terms. Especially if you do something betrayal, can you return to the Silver Moon Knights in the future?

He couldn't have refused to be on Adair's side, he still owed him money.

It was also impossible for him to refuse to side with Adolf, otherwise the smelter dwarves' promise of freedom would not be kept. He betrayed many people in one go.

This question, until the sun shines on the giant snake city, Jones still hasn't figured it out.

......

The next day was another "normal" day in Giant Snake City.

The armor that was sent as a sample has long been brought back. Jones put on his armor and threw himself into the great task of building Mega Serpent City again.

The pits have been excavated, and even some of the gold ore has been collected and stacked in a rudimentary warehouse next to it. The smelter will soon be ready for use as well. Everything is in order, and Giant Snake City will soon enter a profitable period. Jones, however, was not happy at all.

"What's wrong with you, has something happened to you?" asked the barrel.

"It's nothing, it's just a little tangled. Jones replied.

"Does it have anything to do with our Giant Snake City?"

"You can say it's related, or you can say it's not. ”

"Hmm...... Then I don't think it's related. If it's not related, why waste time dwelling on it?Is there anything more important than Giant Serpent City?" said the barrel, laughing and pouring a sip of wine into his mouth.

Jones glanced helplessly at the barrel. He suddenly thought, maybe most of the real big things in this world are very simple. For example, building a city-state from scratch, such as fighting a war. Building a city-state is nothing more than conscientiously doing things well, and fighting a war is nothing more than destroying the opponent. It's all about people.

If you have a simple goal, even if it seems big, as long as you work hard day in and day out, there will always be a day when you reach it. It's like some idiot in Salted Fish Harbor. He just handled everything simply and insisted on what should be insisted on. On the contrary, there are many smart people who often achieve nothing.

Like the countless Blood Lords on the Kolin Peninsula, they are always entangled in something meaningless, day after day, year after year.

"People" is too complicated. Put a few of them together, and they can do something, and then use it to waste everyone's time and energy, so that what really matters can't be done.

It has to be said that Jones should be glad that his Mega Snake City is simple enough. It's simple for everyone. Dwarves just want to live a simple life and have a free body. Jones just wanted to build the city and prove himself. Even the land is very simple, it is barren. Only in a simple environment and simple people can do great things.

"Yes, that's it!" Jones cheered himself up, "From now on, I don't want to care about anything until I become a great Blood Lord!"

After shouting, Joneston felt energized and began to work with his head down.

Several dwarves who were resting with iron pickaxes next to him looked at him in a daze, with inexplicable expressions.

......

A newly opened pit can be endless, not to mention that Jones's goal is to build a great city-state.

Jones was busy up and down, and at the same time, he took time to take a look at the goblin kingdoms in the south.

It was a desert Gobi, withered yellow land, withered yellow weeds everywhere. There's a city that's not small, if that's a city at all.

The three-meter-high "city wall" was made of pure loess and wood, which had decayed and the loess looked loose, as if it would collapse if pushed at the touch of it. The wood worn in the loess only plays a role in stereotyping. If they didn't wear wood, they would have had to pile up slopes, not walls at a 90-degree angle.

But are such walls really useful?

Jones couldn't help but be a little skeptical.

The entire city wall is square, and it is three kilometers wide horizontally and vertically, which is not small. But the city inside the city walls is a little embarrassing. If it weren't for the fact that Jones had known that there was a goblin kingdom here, and was just passing by, he would probably have ignored it directly.

Goblin houses are a bit similar to dwarven houses, they are all hemispheres with the ground arched, the difference is that their craftsmanship is really not very good, plus they are shorter than dwarves, the height of the hemisphere arch is not enough, and the shape is not standard. A large number of these irregularly shaped spheres gathered together, and in the moonlight, when viewed from the sky, it looked like a piece of uneven yellow earth. Plus the doors of the goblin houses are blind, and some doors are even open on the roof. Even if you notice it, from a distance, normal people will probably only think that it is a large gopher nest.

To be honest, they really resemble gophers, more like dwarves, and there is no "civilization" at all.

The only exception to the entire "city" is the "fortress" in the middle of the city. It must have been the king's palace. However, it looks like a mountain was hollowed out, not built.

In the distance, Jones saw a group of goblins with torches patrolling back and forth around the "fortress". As for the outer city walls, it was pitch black at all. Occasionally, a few sentries also fell asleep on the ground "not doing their job".

"What do the goblins eat here? There shouldn't be any plants growing here, and they don't look like they're rich in prey. With so many goblins living here, how do they solve the food problem?" Jones asked Dora, who was flying nearby.

"Goblin ...... Doesn't it seem like eating dirt?" replied Dora.

"Eat soil? Are there any creatures in this world that eat soil?" Jones was shocked.

"They seem to be able to eat anything. Dora had never been in contact with a goblin, but she had heard her father say it. They can eat everything, including dirt. After eating soil, your stomach will swell. You see, most goblins don't have small bellies. However, if they eat soil, they also eat a poisonous mushroom that grows in the ground and grows on their own. ”

"Poisonous mushrooms?"

"Yes, after eating, you will have diarrhea and pull out all the soil you have eaten. ”

"Is this species so amazing?" Jones couldn't believe his ears.

If you just eat dirt, goblins are too easy to raise. Maybe I should get a whole bunch back. I just don't know how to work.

Flapping his wings, Jones flew in the direction of the Goblin Gate.

"Master Jones, where are you going?"

"I'm going to get to know their king. ”

With that, Jones had landed in front of the empty gates of the goblin city-state, and Dora had fallen beside him.

"Master Jones, aren't we going to bother so late? Goblins aren't exactly nocturnal creatures. ”

"But we're nocturnal creatures. Do you want to meet them in armor?" Jones shouted to the gate, "Is there anyone? open the door? I want to see your king!"

The desert wind blew softly, and the weeds rustled at your feet.

There was no reaction, no movement at all.

Jones had no choice but to shout again, "Is there anyone? Can you please open the gates? I want to see your king." I am the Blood Lord of your north. I want to get to know you! Maybe we have some business to do. ”

After a while, a green face peeked out from the grass hut on the city wall.

"Who's down there! It's so late, it's noisy!"

"I am the Blood Lord of your north, and I want to know your king. Jones reluctantly repeated.

"Can't you come during the day?"

"I said I was a Bloodline. ”

"The Bloodlines can't come during the day?"

"Can the Bloodlines come during the day?"

"Why can't the Bloods come during the day?" the other party asked seriously, "Don't you sleep at night?"

Jones looked so embarrassed that he didn't even know how to move on with the conversation.

After thinking for a long time, Jones could only emphasize again: "Anyway, I want to see your king, is that okay?"

The other person replied, "I am." ”

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