The next day, Alice went to Kester early in the morning to learn how to fly an airship, and Herington was working on his Ice Phoenix Feather after breakfast. And Bing Zhiyi, of course, there are things to do.

Yesterday, he unexpectedly ran into the director of the Noble City Archives, which made Bing Zhiye suddenly think that maybe the archives would record something about the ancient magician 5100 years ago.

When he inquired about the Noble City Archives, Bing Zhixiao said to the doorman: "Hello, I'm looking for Mr. Director of the Archives." ”

"Looking for our curator?" the doorman looked at him, "Who are you?" ”

Bingzhi said evilly: "I am his friend, and I made an appointment with him yesterday. ”

"Really?" the doorman was incredulous, "Alright then, you go in, the curator should be in the office on the left side of the second floor." ”

“xiexie。 ”

When I came to the office on the second floor of the archives, I saw that the curator I met yesterday was here.

The curator was a little surprised when he saw Bing Zhixie appear: "Why are you here? Oh, it won't be for the story you told yesterday." ”

Bing Zhixiao smiled: "Curator, can I go in and sit?"

"Okay, come in. ”

Bing Zhixiao casually found a place to sit down, he didn't talk about yesterday's story, but said: "Yesterday, when the curator left, I heard Mr. Hoffman say that your hot air balloon can actually be improved, but the cost required is beyond your expectations, so I had to give up." ”

The curator smiled: "Heh, more than 20,000 gold coins is already the limit that I, the little curator, can bear, and I have to keep the improvement for later." ”

Bingzhi said evilly: "I have already decided to use this improvement fee to help the curator improve the balloon." ”

"Ah, this ...... How can this be. The curator was surprised.

Bingzhi said evilly: "It's not a lot of money, it's only 3,000 gold coins, and hundreds of thousands of airships have been bought, and it's not bad." ”

"Haha, yes, this money is nothing to you. The curator smiled: "By the way, the story you want to know, I haven't had time to check it yet, since you're here, let's go and see it together." ”

Bingzhi said evilly: "Didn't you say that there are a lot of secrets in the archives, and outsiders can't enter them?"

The curator stood up and said, "Of course you can't read secrets, but if there is a record of the story like you said, it is not considered confidential, so it doesn't matter if you look at it." ”

Bing Zhizhi smiled and stood up and went to the archives with him.

The archives are very large, and there are many records archived, and it is dazzling to look at the dense archives and pictures piled up on the shelves. Fortunately, the small rooms built of glass in the archives distinguish the archives from different time files, otherwise it would be really difficult to find.

"Five thousand years ago, my country and the kingdoms that preceded it had not yet been established, and it should be on that side. Follow me. The curator led the way, walked around the labyrinthine glass corridor, and searched for almost half an hour before finding the records of the 2500~2000 years of the Holy Garden calendar in the corner of the museum.

Although it spans 500 years, there are very few filing cabinets in this glass archive room, only two.

"This is it. The curator lit the spar lamp in the glass room: "Around 5100 years on this side, there are not many of them, you can find them here slowly." ”

"What about you, Curator?" asked Bingzhi.

The curator said: "Of course, I still have things to do, and I can't stay here with you." ”

"Won't I have a problem here alone?"

"It's okay, you just don't go to another room, this archive shouldn't be classified. You look slowly, I'm gone. The curator left the archives.

Bing Zhiye stayed alone in the room and shook his head depressedly, this curator is really irresponsible, but this is good, it is also a good thing for him.

Easily entering the archive room, Bing Zhixiao slowly checked the archives here, about the ancient magician 5100 years ago, as a magician, he was also very interested.

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On the other side, about two days away from Knoop, there is a larger city, where Anglo and Chloe are located.

Chloe was moving around her office, and her two teammates were relieved to sit in their chairs and drink hot coffee. They have just completed their report on the routine inspection of the Tubat volcano and are now waiting for Anglo to return home with the report.

After a while, Anglo returned.

"Can I go?" Chloe asked.

Anglo shook his head.

Their companion said, "What, there's a problem with the report?"

"It's not. ”

Chloe thought for a moment and said, "There's a new mission?"

Anglo sighed and nodded, "Maybe we'll be back later." I just received a notice that two days ago there was a request from the goldfields in the form of Symmetry, asking us to assist in the investigation of an unknown dangerous ore. ”

"So you agreed?" Chloe said, "why don't you refuse." ”

Anglo said: "I want to say no, I know you all want to go home early and don't want to stay in this rotten country." However, this is a notice from King Guines himself. And they seemed to guess that we would not agree, so they did not tell us in advance, but first contacted our government and only told us after obtaining our government's consent. Now it's our boss who orders us to help them. ”

Hearing this, Chloe and the others couldn't help but hang their heads: "What should I do then?"

"What else can I do, just work overtime. ”

"Well, that's all it takes, and it's not bad to go to the gold fields, and maybe you can get some money back." ”

A few people, you and I said word by word.

Chloe suddenly said, "What kind of dangerous ore, it would actually make those people in the gold mining area use the memory stone to make a request." ”

"Well, see for yourselves. Anglo pulled out a page and handed it to them.

After reading it, the three of them said: "No, looking at the description above, it seems to be 'Attila's Death Ore'." ”

Attila is a personal name that was first discovered by the fact that this ore can kill people.

"It seems to be, but I haven't seen the entity yet, and I won't know until I go and confirm it. Anglo said.

One of their companions said, "No wonder they are in such a hurry, let us leave there at once." Hey, this ore is dangerous and can kill people when exposed to air. ”,

Chloe said: "What's the way, this is our job, we can't just watch the people there die one after another." Moreover, we also have a way of dealing with this mineral, and helping them will help to raise our image in this country. ”

Anglo said: "This is important that Chloe said. Okay, so decided, we'll leave late at noon, and it will be a few days from here to the goldfields. ”

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In the archives of Nope City, Bing Zhixiao leaned on the file cabinet and flipped through the file book in his hand page by page: "Hey, I found it." The Bloody Death of Ancient Magic, the Massacre of the Sanctuary 2272-2310. He immediately perked up and began to read carefully.

'In February 2302, the Muronigan dynasty, which represented the dark power, fell on the thirtieth anniversary of its founding. Prior to this, the army of three million undead formed by King Nissen Hera through the reign of death was completely defeated by the valiant warriors. This archmage, who is over fifty years old, has won numerous honors, and has studied ancient necromancy (psychic system), has to embark on the road of escape for eight years of his life.

Hera, who was hunted down by the Holy Garden and the Thirty-Six Kingdoms, tried to rebuild his empire of the dead several times, but in the end, the fearless army of justice strangled his dream in the cradle.

In the winter of 2309 in the Sacred Garden calendar, in the valley of the Zangusi River, Hera used his necromantic magic to kill 420,000 people again in one month, which was the seventh time he resurrected his army of the undead. At the beginning of 2310, the armies of the Thirty-six Kingdoms had completely surrounded the valley of the Zangusi River, and countless warriors sang songs of victory and prepared for the battle of Zuihou.

However, the cunning and cruel Hera suddenly disappeared with all his undead army, as if it had never existed. Countless warriors searched the land for a month, but there was no trace of Hera and his army of the dead. ’

After reading these short paragraphs, Bing Zhiyi knew what happened to this mage named Nissen Hera 5,100 years ago.