The annual royal auction is over.

This auction was particularly popular, which made the guests who came to shout that the trip was worthwhile. Both the Fruit of Life and the Blood Crystal were auctioned for a sky-high price of nearly 10 million gold coins. It's something that money can't buy, and it's always only possible at some of the top private auctions. In the words of some of the great nobles who have always been imposing, anything that can be solved with magic crystals is not called a thing. They don't bother to talk about things with gold coins.

The Sons of the Forest's spear was identified as a legendary rank, but due to excessive restrictions when wielding its full power, it was only sold for two million.

The final price of the set of secret realm guides was five and a half million, which seemed to be even a bit low, which made Richard's enemies secretly breathe a sigh of relief. In their calculations, it would be nice if Richard didn't lose money on this suit. But despite this, Richard's gradual prospect was enough to make them feel breathless.

The original conspiracy against Richard was not so much to eliminate a potential future threat as it was to combat Gordon. Now, however, that little threat itself has grown to the point where they feel suffocated.

Richard's other five pieces of assembly parts sold for a total of more than 2 million, and the price was slightly unexpected.

The auction was over, and counting the income at the auction, Richard was surprised to find that his income was close to fifteen million. Counting the various materials shipped from the green forest, it is just over 15 million.

Stunned, Richard couldn't help but have a thought: How did he become rich again?

If a builder is compared to a gold mine, then a builder with a success rate like Richard is an open-pit gold mine with a Dragon's Blood Gnome automatic alchemy miner.

Richard directly purchased three million worth of magic materials through Guò Neris, sent two million magic crystals to the black dwarves, and purchased another eight million enchanted equipment, and then found that he didn't have much left in his hand. The gold came and went, but Richard didn't know what he had left behind.

But it didn't matter what was left now, Richard returned to the floating island, explained some things to the old butler, and called Fasqi into the study.

"Go pack up, we'll leave in an hour and head to Count Elliejie's domain. Richard said.

Fasqi shuddered inexplicably, and said, "Ah, why is it so fast, besides, what are you doing in the Earldom?"

Richard said strangely: "Of course it's fulfilling the gambling contract!"

"You're so busy, how can you make a special trip to the county for this little thing?" Fasqi seemed to gasp.

"Where can there be a trivial matter related to the Akmund goddess of war?" Richard said with a smile, then took out a medium-sized magic sealing box and opened it, and the faint magical light inside suddenly erupted. A full seven sets of barbaric barrier structures are lying quietly in the sealed box.

"It's ......," Fasqi's voice was extremely dry.

"Seven sets of wild barriers, the effect is a little better than the original version. I've made special improvements, and now they're all-second-order sets. "When Richard talks about his work, he is naturally full of confidence.

"Okay, seven sets...... Lord Richard, do you really want to leave now?" Fasqi asked another strange question.

Richard looked at Fasqi inexplicably and asked, "Didn't I just say Norland as the lingua franca of humanity?"

"Well, I've been thinking about Elvish in my head. Fasqi said.

"Do you know Elf?" asked Richard.

"A little bit, I just want to learn from you!" Fasqi said immediately.

"I don't have time to teach you! Alright, go pack up, I'll just wait for you for an hour!" Richard said, pulling out the Norland map and starting to study the route.

Fasqi still held on to the last glimmer of hope and said, "Alright then, I'll arrange the carriage." It was a pretty good carriage, very comfortable, and it would be early tomorrow morning. ”

Richard's eyebrows gradually locked, and the smile on his face faded, and he said, "Fasqi, am I discussing with you?"

Now Richard has a straight face, but there is really an indescribable majesty. Fasqi shuddered slightly, biting her lower lip, struggling in despair, and asked, "So how do we get there?"

"I've got four griffons, and I've got four griffons to fly in relay on the way, and you'll be at the Earl's Castle in six hours. ”

"Six...... Six hours!" Fasqi's mouth was wide enough to fit a duck egg!

"So you only have an hour to prepare! Go ahead, and don't forget to inform the Count that I wish to have dinner with her to-morrow. Richard said.

"I need two hours!" Fasqi gritted his teeth.

Richard asked coldly, "Why?"

"It will take time to inform the Count, besides, I haven't showered today, I have to change my clothes, and besides, I need to pack up my clothes...... I'm a woman!" Fasqi continued to grit her teeth.

"An hour and a half! Or I'll go on my own." Richard said that was his final bottom line.

“…… All right. Fasqi replied weakly.

An hour and a half later, Fasqi hurried to the griffon farm, still five minutes late, and it was said that there was something wrong with her and the county's magic signal pathway, so she had just sent a message informing Count Richard that Elliejie was about to go.

Richard frowned, pointed to the griffin next to him, and said, "Go up, let's go at once!"

Fasqi tightened the straps of her backpack and jumped onto the griffin's back, then looked sideways at Richard. Richard also carried a backpack containing an enchanted chest, hung two long knives on the griffin's back, and then put his hand on the griffin's back, and his body fell together strangely, and he stepped on the griffin's back.

Richard's movements were not elegant and agile at all, but they were surprisingly fast, and the strength consumed was extraordinarily small. This style is particularly powerful if used on the battlefield.

Fasqi was startled, for some reason, she felt that she saw the shadow of the white night from Richard just now.

With a clear chirp, the four griffons flew up from the floating island, and then circled for most of the time, and began to fly towards the territory of Earl Ellie.

Richard was the one at the front, observing the terrain all the way, comparing it with the map in his memory, and correcting the course from time to time. In this long-range flight, Richard believed in his intelligence and true talent even more, and had no intention of letting Fasqi lead the way.

As a result, Fasqi, who was following behind, was completely desperate, and she had lost even the opportunity to deliberately fly the wrong way. Watching the towns pass by beneath her feet, she wanted to try to tell Richard that he was going in the wrong direction, and then deliberately deviate a little way. But for some reason, looking at the back of Richard controlling the griffin to fly at full speed without hesitation, she didn't dare to say these words.

Four griffons flew through the sky without stopping. The clouds were overhead, they seemed to be within reach, the wind was hard and cold, and even Fasqi felt very uncomfortable after a long flight. But Richard in front of him seemed unaffected, and the figure on the back of the griffin remained motionless for a long time, occasionally adjusting his sitting posture very slightly.

Three hours later, Richard guided the griffins to land on a meadow, fed them the potion of vitality, and tossed them the fresh meat that had been prepared long ago. After a twenty-minute break, Richard and Fasqi each transferred to an unloaded griffon and continued their journey.

Ellie's Earl's castle is called the Hill of the Flames.

It is a castle with a crimson tone, and as the years go by, the exterior walls are gradually stained with large black spots, and from a distance, it looks like semi-solidified magma. It was nearly dusk, and the setting sun was painting the castle and the city that stretched out at the foot of the castle a lazy red.

However, on the very top floor of the castle, the goddess of war in the hearts of the people of the territory, Count Elliejie, was in her study, walking back and forth restlessly. She suddenly grabbed a piece of paper on the desk, looked at it again, crumpled it vigorously, and threw it into the paper basket. But she still felt that she still didn't understand her hatred, so she stretched out her hand and sucked out the ball of paper again, and then rubbed her hands, and the ball of paper stood up into ashes where the green smoke started.

The letter was destroyed, but the contents of the paper had long been engraved in Ellie's mind, lingering.

In fact, the content of the letter paper is very simple, it is a code generated by a magic signal, which is expressed in words: "Richard is expected to arrive in the county in seven and a half hours, and he has brought seven suits, all of the second order." ”

"Seven suits!" Ellijie gritted her teeth as she grabbed her short red hair.

When did the knight of the suit become so worthless that it could appear in less than a year?

Ellie was tempted to believe that it was just her own hallucination. Not to mention anything else, she has struggled for so many years, and she has won even battles, and so far she has only saved about thirty constructed knights in her hands, many of which are first-order road goods, although she herself keeps saying that she doesn't want big road goods, but now she is mainly using big road goods.

"How can there be seven sets? Fasqi must be mistaken, she has always been careless!" Ellie gritted her teeth, blushing like the sunset outside the window.

Finally, Ellie remembered and glanced at the magic clock, and when she looked at it, she jumped up with a scream. Even when she was thirteen years old and first formed, when the first person who was cut off with her own hands grazed the tip of her nose and flew eye to eye with her, she was never so panicked.

She finally made up her mind, no longer tangled, and reached directly to grab a red rope on the wall of the study.

When!When! The bronze alarm bell rang on the bell tower at the top of the castle. In an instant, the people of the castle, the barracks, and even the city stopped, looked in the direction of the castle, and silently counted the number of bells in their hearts. In the study, Ellie Jie pulled the red rope again and again, her face was resolute and resolute, and she regained the demeanor of a god of war.

PS: Finally, there is another chapter, and August is a happy end. 240,000 words.