Sir Swart should have informed you that we were going to see the Dragongod's Treasure. ”

Chekov's small dark eyes lit up. His hands twitched nervously.

"Of course, since Ser Swart has explained this, of course you can take a look at this dragon god's secret treasure, but—if you are willing to answer—

Putting aside the normal curiosity of ordinary people, why are you ——??"

"I'm a mage—" Evan began. "Mage!" the gnome excitedly forgot to slow down his speech.

"You come with me this way to our laboratory right now, because the dragon god's secret treasure may have been made by a mage, so-"

Wade and Evan could only blink incessantly.

"Oh, just come to the right place—" said the dwarf impatiently.

Before they could understand what had happened, the gnome pulled the two forwards as he spoke, touching the many bells and whistles.

"Laboratory?" Wade asked Evan in a low voice, and the two of them followed Chekov at the same time, "What does that mean? They won't destroy it, will they?"

"I don't think so," Aven's bushy white eyebrows almost came together. "Don't forget, Swart sent knights to guard it. ”

"So what are you worried about?" Wade asked.

"The Dragon God's Secret Treasure is a very peculiar thing. With a very strong force, what scared me was, "

Evan muttered to himself, "They might try to use it!"

"But the books I've read say that the Dragon God's Secret Treasure can only control dragons!" Wade whispered.

"Isn't that great? I mean, these dragon gods' secret treasures aren't evil, are they?"

"Evil? Oh, no, they're not evil. They're nothing! Or should I say both!"

Wade found that he might never get any direct answers from Aven, whose thoughts drifted into the distance.

Looking for something else to do, the Khandians turned their attention to the master here.

"What does your name mean?" Wade asked.

Chekov smiled happily. "At the beginning of heaven and earth, the gods created dwarfs.

One of the first dwarfs to be created was called Shut, and here is his memorable deed: He married Masion Risna......"

Wade's heart began to sink. "Wait—" he interjected. "How long is your name?"

"It could fill such a large book. Chekov stretched out his hand and said proudly, "Because we are a very old family, and you know that I continue—"

"Excellent," Fins said quickly.

He asked God, didn't notice the ground, and tripped over a rope. Chekov helped him up.

Wade found that the rope was connected to many other things, stretching out in all directions.

Don't know where these ropes lead?

"There were a lot of wonderful parts in it. "When they came to a huge steel gate, Chekov chattered.

"If you want, I can jump right to that part, like my great-great-great-grandmother Chekov invented boiling water—"

"I'd love to hear it. Wade swallowed, "But there's no time—"

"I think so. Chekov said. "Leave that alone, we're at the entrance of the hall now, please let me leave—" He said as he reached out and pulled a rope.

A whistle sounded, and two bells and a gong rang out. After a burst of steam that almost cooked them, two steel doors in the center of the mountain opened.

The door jammed almost immediately, and within minutes, there were jumping gnomes everywhere, accusing each other of negligence.

Wade Burvolt has been using his free time to plan his life for the rest of his life, once this adventure is over and all the dragons have been destroyed (he tries to take a more optimistic view).

The first thing he had to do was go find his Dwarven friend Seydon in the valley and spend a few months with him in New Grande.

Because the life of the dwarves in the valley was quite interesting to him, he knew that he could live peacefully with them as long as he didn't eat the food they cooked.

It's just that as soon as Wade stepped into Leave It Alone, he immediately changed his mind, and the first thing he wanted to do was to report to the dwarf immediately.

The Kanders had never seen such an astonishing sight. He stood there stunned.

Chekov looked back at him. "Pretty amazing, right?——" he asked.

"I don't know how to describe it. Evan muttered to himself.

They stood in the very middle of the dwarf city. The city was built in an extinct volcanic crater, a radius of several hundred feet and nearly a mile high.

The entire city was built along the crater. Fince looked up...... Further up, further up...... And go up......

"How many stories are here?" the Kander's neck was about to break.

"Thirty-five—"

"Thirty-five stories high......" Wade repeated in surprise. "Wouldn't it be bad luck to live on the top floor?

How many stairs do you have to climb like this?" Chekov sniffed.

"We've long since abandoned this primitive device. He gestured, "If you don't mind looking at these horrible scientific achievements we've made—"

"I saw it. Wade shifted his gaze back to the ground. "You're probably preparing for a big battle.

I've never seen so many catapults—" the Kander swallowed back the next words.

As he watched, a whistle sounded, and the catapult shot a Lind out. What Wade saw wasn't a weapon, but a device to replace the staircase!

The lowest floor of the hall is filled with catapults, including almost every type of stalk made of Confucianism.

There are spring-made, cross-bowed, steam engine-driven ones (still experimental, they are adjusting the temperature of the water.) ）

The catapult was wound with hundreds of miles of rope up and down, left and right, each of which was connected to some kind of gear and mechanism, making the sound of the machine running.

The floors, walls, and catapults were full of all sorts of levers, and hordes of gnomes were trying to pull them up and down.

"I thought," Evan sounded helpless, "this lab shouldn't be on the first floor, right?"

Chekov shook his head. "The laboratory is on the fifteenth floor—"

The old mage let out a heartbroken sigh.

The Kander heard a souring sound in their gums.

"Ah, they're ready. Come on—" Chekov said.

Wade happily jumped after him and walked towards a giant catapult.

One of the gnomes gestured impatiently to them, gesturing to the long line of gnomes waiting in line.

Wade jumped on the catapult and looked at the sky expectantly. He could see many of them looking down from the floors, surrounded by machines, gears, and unnamed contraptions.

The easiest thing to tell is something that hangs on the wall and resembles a stick. Chekov stood next to him, frowning.

"Respect for the old and the virtuous, young people, so hurry up and leave and let the old man sit up. He pulled Tysokov off his position with his amazing strength, "Magicians first-"

"Oh, it's okay!" protested Evan, one accidentally falling back into the rope. "I- I seem to have remembered a spell that would allow me to fly up there, the levitation technique, how did that work- cast? give me a few minutes to think about it......"

"You've been telling us to hurry—" Chekov looked angrily at the old mage, and the queue behind him began to clamor and push each other.

"Ahh

Zhu Ru, who was in charge of firing the catapult, shouted something that he didn't know what to say.

Chekov pointed to it and shouted back. "Fifteenth floor!"

The technician walked over to the five levers, where a rope stretched out almost infinitely long.

Evan sat grumblingly on the catapult, struggling to recall his spell.

"Ready!" Chekov shouted, removing Vedra from the catapult so he could see more clearly, "it won't be long before the technician will give us a signal, yes—this is it—"

The technician pulled a rope.

"What's the use of that?" Wade interjected.

"This rope is attached to a bell on the fifteenth floor, telling them that someone is coming up-"

"What if the bell doesn't ring?" asked Aven aloud.

"There will be a second bell to remind them that the first bell hasn't gone off—"

"What happens when the bell doesn't ring?"

"Just do nothing. That's the fifteenth layer, not your problem—"

"In case they don't know I'm coming, it's going to be my problem. "Don't you want me to surprise them by jumping over like this?"

"Ahh

"I don't play anymore......," Evan said.

"No, wait. Chekov said that the speed of speech was getting faster and faster because of nervousness. "They're ready—"

"Who's ready?" asked Evan angrily.

"Fifteenth! They've put the net out, you know—"

"Net!!" Evan turned pale, "that's enough!" he stepped out with one foot.

But before he could escape, the technician had reached out and pulled down the first lever.

After a mechanical sound, the catapult began to move on the track. The jolt of the operation threw Aven back again, his hat covering his eyes.

"What's going on?" shouted Wade.

"They're in the firing position. Chekov shouted. "The latitude and longitude have been calculated to launch the passengers to a predetermined position—"

"You tell me what's going on with the net?" Wade yelled, ripping open his throat.

"The mage will fly up to the fifteenth floor—oh! I assure you, it's pretty safe—we've done research, and in fact, the results have proven that flying is safer than walking—and when he's at the top of his trajectory and is about to start falling, the fifteenth layer will reach out and grab him like this. ”

Yixiu demonstrated with one hand, grabbed a mosquito with a snap, "and threw him away-"

"That's a good time!"

"Time is ticking, because we've developed a hook for this difficult task," Chekov said, pouting and frowning, "sometimes it's the catapult that goes wrong, but we have a committee - the gnome pulls down the lever, and Evan screams and flies into the sky."

"Oh my God!" Chekov glared at the sky. "It seems—"

"What, what?" Wade cried out to see clearly.

"The net is open too early-" Chekov shook his head, "The Fifteenth layer has already happened for the second time in a day today, and this has to be discussed in the Safety Net Guild and it can't be allowed to happen again-"

Wade opened his mouth wide as he watched as Aven's figure streaked across the sky, flying upwards with the sheer power of the catapult.

In an instant, the Kanders finally understood what Chekov was saying.

The net on the fifteenth layer did not open after the mage flew over the fifteenth floor, but before Evan flew over. Evan stuck to the net like a flattened fly.

For a moment, he carefully grasped the net with his hands and feet, and then he fell

"Don't tell me—" Wade said grumblingly. "That's the warning sound of the net failing.

"You guessed it, but don't be too nervous (smug chuckles)" Chekov chuckled, "because this alarm bell will touch the thirteenth layer of the net, just right- ouch, it seems like a step too late, but it's okay, we still have the twelfth layer-"

"Think of a way!" Wade screamed.

"Don't be poor and nervous, okay!" Chekov said angrily. "Otherwise, I wouldn't have had a chance to finish, the backup security system I was about to mention, oh, here it is-"

Wade was surprised to see six large cylinders sticking out of the wall on the third floor, the bottom of which opened, and countless sponges fell out, spreading on the square on the first floor. This is to – apparently – prevent all the nets from being unplugged.

Luckily, the net on the ninth floor did not fail, and it happened that the mage was scooped up just in time, and then the net was immediately retracted and thrown him onto a balcony, where the gnomes heard his incessant cursing and were a little afraid to let him out.

"It's all right! It's your turn. Chekov said.

"One last question!" Wade shouted at Chekov as he sat in his seat. "What if this backup security system also fails?"

"Good question—" said Chekov happily, "if these sponges don't fall fast enough, then another alarm bell rings, pouring a large bucket of water into the middle of the square."

And then—just in time for the sponge to fall down—it's easy to wipe the blood off the floor—" the technician pulled down the lever.

Wade had expected to see all sorts of new things in the laboratory, but to his surprise, it was empty.

The whole room is lit by a small hole carved out in the wall of the cave to bring in sunlight from the outside (this simple and practical installation was suggested by a visiting dwarf).

He called it "The Window", and the gnomes were very proud of it. ）

There were three tables here, the one in the middle of which held his Hoopak staff, and the dragon god's secret treasure, and many gnomes crowded around this table.

It returned to its normal size, and Fince noticed that it didn't appear to have changed much;

It's just a round crystal ball, and the ball has a thick color that keeps spinning.

For those who see the secret treasure of the dragon god for the first time, it will definitely be an unimaginable shock.

Because its appearance is so beautiful, so beautiful that everyone who sees it can't take their eyes off it.