Siegel gave Janet the investigation of the Uther family, and he no longer had to worry about it. He also proposed his original plan to use the power of the earth element to disrupt the production of iron ore, making the conflict between the Hurley family and the Uther family even greater. However, Janet rejects this plan, pointing out that the Hray family is actually a real hardcore ally of the Uther family, and the so-called friction is just a trick.

"I saw this when I was in the Kingdom of Stars. When you try to deal with Uther and try to win over Heret, you fall into a trap. Janet said.

The mage smiled and handed the map to Janet, not wasting her brains on these things. Dealing with the intricacies of human relationships wasn't his forte, and he could improve his magical abilities a lot in the same amount of time.

"If you find evidence that can determine who ordered the assassination, let me know. Siegel said to Janet, "This is the only thing that is unforgivable." ”

In order to ensure the security of the territory, Siegel is ready to use all available resources. After the equipment of Mora's Peak arrived, the training of soldiers could not be stopped, and at the moment only Manna could be called a commander, but she came from a mercenary regiment and could only cope with patrols, and it was unrealistic to organize an army like Sir Beard. But recruiting a qualified knight is not a simple matter, and the Heim Leader does not have the manpower to take care of this job for the time being. So Siegel set his sights on Mount St. Seer. There's also a dragon out there who "doesn't know the world", and maybe we can get some ideas from her.

"I agree with the plan. Janet said, "A dragon can make us invincible." But are you sure you can do it?"

"How do you know if you don't try?" said Siegel, "I always have to visit this neighbor." ”

So the next day, Siegel carried a basket of gifts and climbed Mount St. Seir alone. He didn't have a single retinue with him. Because he wasn't sure if the dragon would welcome visitors other than him. St. Thur's is not as steep as the summit of Mora. But there are no winding roads here. There are no ladders to test man's will, only the most primitive rocks and crevices. If you are an ordinary person, you must have excellent skills to advance on such terrain, but for a mage, you only need to fly lightly.

The White Gold Dragon's lair is invisible to the eyes of ordinary people, and Siegel can only discover its entrance when he turns on his vision. The cave is forty meters wide and ten meters high, and it is very dry, with neither vegetation nor other animals. The hall is as bare as a castle. Siegel found that the ground beneath his feet was made up of rocks that had been burned by the heat, melted and condensed over and over again to form a glass-like substance. This stone is so hard that it is impossible to carve a mark with an ordinary sword, but when you step on it, it gives the illusion of softness, as if you are walking on a carpet.

"At home?" Siegel shouted, only to hear the echo of "At home, at home." According to the Mage Federation, it was rude to light torches in the dragon's lair, and dragons would often use a brighter flame called dragon flame to help illuminate guests. Siegel casts a dark vision spell on himself, and everything around him becomes visible. He avoided the stones on the ground. Walk in slowly. Although the effect of the flying technique is still on him, the use of natural legs is more respectful.

Dragons are, after all, sensitive animals. Their pride is evident in every aspect.

The cave stretched a distance of a hundred feet, and then the ground suddenly rose to create a thirty-foot drop. This is a take-off platform from which the dragon can leap, stretch its wings and glide forward, flying gracefully out of the hole. Siegel used his hands and feet to climb the platform.

He squinted his eyes and looked closely, and there weren't many claw scratches on the edge of the platform, indicating that the dragon rarely left the cave. Even the hardest stone can hardly withstand the power of a dragon's claw, especially a dragon that has already reached adulthood. Platforms are the most vulnerable part of the Dragon's Lair and need to be reinforced with new rocks that need to be melted frequently. Siegel noticed that there had been no new work for at least a hundred years, and that there were only a few scars.

The smell of the cave was very clean, and there was no smell of rotting corpses or ...... Feces. The hygiene of the beast's nest has always been a concern, and many adventurers have to overcome the heavy impact of the air on their noses. Siegel was glad he didn't have to go through that kind of ordeal, but it didn't happen more than he expected.

If a dragon doesn't understand the world, then it means that she has been growing up in a closed environment. Modestie, on the other hand, was apparently not kept by a mage or kept in a prison, so there was only one possibility: she rarely went out.

Theoretically, dragons don't need any food or water, and can survive on only the elemental energy that wanders in the air. Although this will cause them to lose their ability to fight hand-to-hand and appear emaciated, they can still grow in this way. Such dragons will be slow to grow in size, but they will be able to condense their magical abilities more tightly and become spellmasters. Most of the dragons who made such a choice were concentrated in the Elder Dragons stage, and their bodies were already very large, and if they continued to maintain the cycle of "eating and growing their bodies", even the dragon's bones would be difficult to bear. Ancient dragons usually choose to sleep and begin their spiritual journey in their dreams.

Few young dragons would do this, after all, the part of their body that belonged to the beast was in the active stage, and the thirst for flesh and blood was difficult to suppress. But in the hypothetical imagination of some mages, if a dragon chooses to sleep in a cave since childhood, his mind wanders the void, and his body focuses on condensing magical energy, how strong will it be? If it can improve the magic ability of the dragons, it may provide new ideas for the mage's spell research. This hypothesis has caused a heated discussion among the mages, and if it weren't for the existence of a covenant with the dragons, maybe such an experiment would have actually begun.

Siegel was spinning around with this train of thought, and at the same time being careful about his surroundings. He made a turn on the high platform and saw the center of the cave.

A huge cavity burned by flames appeared in front of Siegel like an upside-down bowl. Overhead and on the surrounding walls, some of the specially set aside protruding rocks have been cast with the Eternal Flame spell to provide constant illumination. Dragons don't need lights to see everything around them, and the only purpose of these lights is to illuminate the treasure in the center of the cave.

The entire cave is three meters high and is filled with all kinds of gold and silver jewelry, including uncast gold and precious stones, as well as finely carved works of art. Scattered among the piles of treasure, unkempt like weeds on sandy ground, Siegel saw many pieces of armor, weapons, and jewelry. There are also many strange appearances, treasures that can only be imagined in the most absurd dreams, all of which are stained with a strange light under the light of the eternal flame.

But there are no dragons.

This is not normal, Siegel thought to himself. Judging from her surroundings, Modesti did not have the habit of going out to hunt often, and she should care about these treasures very much, and she would not go too far. St. Thur's Peak was within sight of the city of Myr, and it was impossible not to notice if a dragon flew by. Siegel circled around the treasure and sniffed around with his nose, but there was indeed no shadow of a dragon.

Siegel suddenly understood the dragon's intentions. They had agreed that Siegel could not take any of the treasures without Modisty being present, lest he be "injured in the scales". So the dragon must have somehow hidden, secretly observing the mage's actions. Thinking that Modesti had suddenly appeared from invisibility startled Siegel, maybe this dragon's talent lies in invisibility.

Siegel laughed, placed the basket he had brought on the ground, and threw himself at the pile of treasures. He was rolling, jumping, cheering, throwing things everywhere. The gold and silver fell like raindrops, and the whole cavern was filled with sparse noises.

Then he picked up his wand and used his mana to make the gems line up in a long line, flying like a river in midair. As he did so, he muttered, "Oh...... It's all mine......"

But he doesn't really take any of his possessions.

After making an agreement with the dragons, only when the contract is broken by the dragon, you must not take the initiative to break the covenant. The Mage Guild clearly stated the fate of breaking the contract: even the legendary powerhouse fell in the pursuit of the dragons who never gave up. It's a bloody warning that Siegel won't be stupid enough to cross the line.

He's just teasing the dragon out.

The pile of treasure was turned into a mess, and some of the items buried underneath were revealed. Siegel saw strange gold coins with patterns he had never seen before. He believed in the gold coin of the Human Empire, otherwise it would not have been engraved with a portrait of a human on it. But he thought about it carefully, there is no language similar to the above in history.

In addition to this, he also found some unique scrolls, which contained beautiful scrolls, and the style was different from that of any race in the Old and New Worlds. But what surprised Siegel the most were the two spell books, one with a black cover and one with a blue cover, both decorated with silver spells. Siegel stroked it with his hand, and the spell book with the black cover had a faint high heat, as if he had come to life, while the spell book with the blue cover exuded a strong chill that stung his hand.

Siegel suddenly had a great idea. He carried two spell books, one foot deep and one shallow, to the bottom of the treasure pile, leaning against the nearest stone of the Eternal Flame. The basket he had carried all the way flew to his feet, and the mage lifted the lid with his own hands, revealing that it was full of pastries. Sugar from the county of Vanet and honey from the top of Mora are transformed into sweet cakes by Janet's skillful hands. Siegel's magical power causes the aroma to be sealed in the food until the lid is lifted.

Siegel opened the black spell book, and a bright light flashed, but there was no danger. He sat down on the pile of treasures, took a piece of cake from the basket, and put it to his mouth. The contents of the spell book caught his eye, so Siegel never opened his mouth to bite.

As he flipped through the book, the cake dangled in mid-air. Soon, Siegel heard a very subtle but clear dripping sound. (To be continued......)