Eventually, the lead researcher pinched his nose and accepted Anhill's offer.

But what he didn't know was that even if there was no "guild mission" as a reward, Gordon, as the captain, would most likely eventually accept the commission.

Because it's so much fun!

The fortress of an ancient civilization, the mysterious disappearance of mechanical beasts, and the ruins full of doubts......

It sounds like a legendary story.

The words of the master before woke him up.

You don't have to aim to become stronger in everything, so utilitarian, occasionally just doing things out of interest, maybe you can see something different.

Even if you don't get any benefits in the end, isn't it interesting to get a sigh of "nature is wonderful"?

Of course, the above ideas are only for Gordon himself.

In Anhill's perspective, this is simply an intermittent convulsion under the influence of Romanticism.

Since the main purpose of this mission is exploration, not combat, Gordon and they didn't prepare too many combat items, instead they had a lot of supplies.

The characteristics of high temperature during the day and low temperature at night in the desert area are very annoying, and you can't bring cold and hot drinks, as well as lighting equipment and food. ammunition and much more.

Anhill himself is a cautious person who likes to prepare a few more copies, and the so-called "necessary" supplies are almost piled up on a small board cart.

Gordon was speechless, but Anhill's caution did go too far on more than one occasion.

Carry more and carry more, get used to it, swordsmen in a non-combat state often have to act as cattle and horses carrying heavy loads in the team.

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"Wang!"

Gordon, who was about to pick up a large bag and carry it on his back, suddenly felt something behind him.

As soon as he turned his head, he saw Gale's head, which was looking at him with his tongue out, as if questioning why he was snatching his "toy".

"Huh?"

"Hey, hey, hurry up and carry all of this on the back of Gale!"

Anhill brought another box of ammunition, "That's pretty much it, this time it's light and simple, and I don't bring too many ballistas." ”

"One, two, three......"

Gordon counted the ammo boxes, "Almost six cardinal ammo, redefining lightweight, right?" ”

"You don't need to carry it, most of them will be stored in the camp first."

Anhill checked the saddle and hook on Gale's back, "Now put it on, it's time to put weight on it and build muscles." ”

Hearing this, Gordon subconsciously looked down at the muscles on his body and fell into deep thought.

It can only be said that he can have today's physique, and Anhil has made great contributions.

"Meow!"

The pork chop happily jumped on the back of the gale.

Originally, it was not familiar with Gale Wind, but after a few days of getting along, Gale Wind, who had a slightly naïve personality, seemed to have become its loyal little brother.

Anhill was happy to see it, too.

In the past few months, he has spent too much time losing weight, building skeletal muscles, and adjusting his physical condition.

In terms of tactics, I haven't had time to teach Gale too much.

In today's gale, the fighting style highlights the word "reckless", a whistle, pointing where to gnaw, strange and obedient.

But once you encounter a more complicated situation, you always seem to be more straightforward.

But the moment the pork chop rode into the gale, everything was different.

It's basically equivalent to a pork chop with more fangs and claws and hundreds of kilograms of muscles, and Gale has an extra external brain.

Two days ago, when Gordon had a convulsion, he deliberately tried it.

With his bare hands and no weapons, Gordon was able to thrash against the gale, but when the pork chop rode on the gale, it suddenly turned into a gale and ran away with Gordon.

The two of them worked hard, and finally fixed all the big bags and small bags to Gale Wind.

Looking at the pile of small mountains, Gordon was a little worried that the gale would not be able to carry it, and if the same amount of luggage was piled up on amber, it would probably be bitten by it.

The gale jumped slightly, and there was a muffled sound of "winter" under his feet, and the suitcases on his back collided with each other, making a "bang" sound.

Gale Gale, who was still only a teenager in terms of age, seemed to find it funny, and jumped twice, and Anhill hurriedly went up and slapped it twice.

The ammo box is for you to play upside down like this?

Freed from his heavy baggage, a relaxed Gordon rubbed Gale's head.

"Let's go!"

......

High in the sky, an airship flew over the vast plains of ruins.

This time, Gordon and the others were no longer on the most common small airboat, but a transport airboat with a board length of nearly twenty meters.

In addition to the two hunters of the Silverside Squad and their hunting partners, the airboat also carried several scholars, as well as some support staff and baggage.

They will set up stationary camps in areas that have been identified as safe to support subsequent exploration and excavation.

Listen to the lead researcher, if they can find more valuable artifacts or knowledge in this ruin.

The camp will continue to expand until it is built into a comprehensive camp that can accommodate several archaeological teams for a long time, integrating supply, transit, research and other functions.

If not...... Well, then withdraw it, otherwise what else?

As the airships continued southward, the iron-rich red soil of the Relic Plains gradually turned gray and barren.

The green vegetation is disappearing, the wind blows the yellow sand, and the view becomes a lake.

As the voyage nears its end, a majestic ruin, which blends in with the color of the yellow sand, appears at the end of the view.

"What a big meow!"

The pork chop was chopped on the side of the ship, looking out at the ruins in the distance, "It feels a lot bigger than the Minagard barn!" ”

"yes."

Gordon put down his binoculars, "It's hard to imagine the scale of people who spent time to build this fortress. ”

Anhill crossed his arms and leaned to the side, and said in a calm tone: "No matter how strong a fortress is, under the wear and tear of time and yellow sand, it can only be reduced to dust in the end. ”

"Good fellow, do you think so negatively?"

Gordon hooked Anhill's shoulder and said with a smile: "Maybe in a few thousand years, it will really completely turn into a part of the desert, but now it is still standing there, and it can even become a line of defense against the old mountain dragon, isn't it?" ”

Anhill reluctantly moved Gordon's arm away, "I'm just casually sighing, I want you to tell me these big truths?" ”

"Bell, bell, bell, bell!"

The sound of pulling the fog bell sounded, which was also the signal for the airboat to land.

The transport airboat slowly lowered its altitude, the heat wave on the ground rose, and a gust of wind hit, blowing the airboat to shake from side to side.

Gordon and the others hurriedly grabbed the side of the ship and stabilized their bodies.

The airboat continued to descend against the turbulent winds, and finally landed smoothly on a flat clearing at the corner of the ancient ruins city wall.

The crew methodically unloaded the light gas from the airbags and secured the cabin with thick cables so that the wind would not blow it over.

Gordon gave a thumbs up to the pilot behind the rudder, "Should you say that you are worthy of the airship pilot of the Dragon Academy?" Such a strong wind can come down.

We once came to the desert, and when the airboat landed, it also encountered a turbulent wind and could not land, so we all jumped down by rope. ”

Anhill nudged Gordon.

"Are you praising others or yourself? Stop talking nonsense, let's go down! ”