"Shuashushu..."
Digging, digging, and in a blink of an eye it was night.
With the efforts of many soldiers and Teddy's four wizards, half of the planned area was successfully excavated. The excavated things were piled up into hills. There were all kinds of strange things, but there was no ruins of the small village of Atis.
Regarding this, Richard didn't have much emotion. After all, he had already thought of this possibility. While letting the soldiers and wizards rest, he picked up the scroll and used a quill pen to draw half of the cross at the location of Auburn City on the scroll map - whether to draw the other half will depend on the results of the excavation during the day tomorrow.
Looking at the scroll map, Richard was preparing to detail the next attack route. At this time, the soldier commander Wu Long hurried over and reported: "Master Wizard Richard, there are abnormal discoveries at the foot of the mountain."
"Huh? What did you find?" Richard raised his eyebrows, a little confused. The foot of the mountain was not a planned area. He didn't ask anyone to dig. What could he find that was wrong
Wulong quickly explained: "What we found was a large convoy. It wanted to pass under the mountain, but we stopped it. After all, wars are going on everywhere now, and no convoy dares to go on the road.
It's obviously unusual for such a large convoy to appear here, and the people in the convoy look a little strange. I'm afraid something might happen, so I want to ask Mr. Wizard Richard to go and have a look. "
"So that's what happened." Richard put away the scroll map, thought for a moment and nodded, "Okay then, I'll go take a look."
After saying that, Richard followed Wulong and walked down the mountain.
Walking down the mountain, Richard saw the so-called large-scale motorcade.
The scale is really large. The entire convoy consists of more than twenty carriages, and each carriage is full of things, and these things are all kinds of strange, and they are comparable to those excavated on the mountain.
On one of the carriages, Richard saw a stone statue. In order to prevent it from being damaged, it was tightly wrapped with quilts and tied with a large number of ropes. But even so, several fine cracks inevitably appeared on the stone statue.
After looking at the stone statue for a few times, Richard raised his eyebrows and felt that it looked familiar. Just as he was about to take a few more glances, he heard a voice from the motorcade, shouting to him in surprise: "Richard, is it you?"
"Huh?" Richard turned around and saw a blond young man wearing pink clothes. He couldn't help but be startled and said in surprise, "Sherlock, is that you?"
The person leading the convoy was none other than Sherlock-Sherlock Melrose.
"What are you doing? Moving?" After recognizing Sherlock, Richard asked doubtfully, "Didn't you stay well in Florence before? Why are you here?"
"Is this..." Sherlock's expression dimmed slightly, "It's a long story..."
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late at night.
On the Rocky Mountains outside Auburn, a bonfire was burning. Beside the bonfire, Richard and Sherlock were talking.
Shylock's maid Lucia had fallen asleep because of fatigue. At this time, she was clinging to Sherlock like a cat, resting her head on Sherlock's thigh.
As if he was used to it, Sherlock continued talking to Richard with a normal expression.
After talking for a long time, Sherlock sighed and said, "Anyway, that's it."
"So, you are going back to the main continent, to where you came from?" Richard confirmed.
"Yes." Sherlock nodded, "Originally I didn't want to go back, but now the East Coast is too dangerous, there are wars everywhere, and I really don't know what it will be like. In this case, it is better to leave the East Coast and go back to the homeland. The mainland is safe.”
"You are right." Richard was sure of Sherlock's words. "The east coast is indeed dangerous now. In fact, if it weren't for some things that must be done, I would also like to leave now and go to the main continent to have a look. "
"Do you want to go to the main continent?" Sherlock was stunned, looked at Richard up and down, and said slowly, "Well, it would indeed be better for people like you to go to the main continent. After all, the east coast is more comfortable. , in some aspects, the east coast is still very different from the main continent.”
"Speaking of which, I would like to ask you what the main continent is like." Richard said.
"The Main Continent?" After hearing this, Sherlock revealed his recalling eyes and pondered for a moment before saying, "How should I put it, in a sense, the Main Continent is like an enlarged version of the East Coast. Many things in the Main Continent There is no essential difference from the east coast, but it will be better on the main continent.
For example, the main continent has more resources, more magical potions, weirder demonized creatures, more mysterious areas, and more powerful wizards. Of course, there are more dangers. "
"More danger?"
"Yes, there are more dangers." Sherlock looked serious. "The main continent is not a beautiful country. Opportunities and dangers coexist. There are more opportunities for you to get what you want, but there are also more The danger can put you to death in an instant. You may not be impressed by what I say, so why don't I give you a few examples."
"good."
Sherlock said: "The first example happened in the Nice Swamp.
You don’t need to know exactly where the Great Marsh of Nice is and what it looks like. In fact, I don’t know much about it either. You just need to understand that a long time ago, there was a treasure land of resources. There are a lot of resources in there, most of which can be used for wizards to cast spells.
The surrounding soil is also extremely fertile, and many farmers have settled there. Before the disaster, there were hundreds of thousands of people living near the entire Great Swamp of Nice, and hundreds of wizards and countless wizard apprentices came in and out every day to collect resources. As a result, one night, a Lena monster suddenly appeared in the swamp, and disaster happened. "
"Lerna?" Richard asked.
"Yes, Lena." Sherlock nodded.
Richard's eyes flashed and he realized that the Lena that Sherlock was talking about should be the so-called Lena Hydra. This is similar to the ancient Greek name on Earth, but people are more familiar with other names for this legendary creature, such as Hydra or Hydra.
This legendary creature is very popular in the history of the earth, with many versions of descriptions. Some versions say that this creature has only one head, others say it has five heads, seven heads, and there are even ways to say it has hundreds of heads. Of course, most people think that nine heads are more reasonable, and generally default to nine heads, so it is called Hydra.
It's just that as a legendary creature on earth, it actually exists in the current world and has become some kind of powerful demonized creature that harms one side.
Thinking of this, Richard looked at Sherlock and motioned for him to continue speaking and listen carefully.
Sherlock continued: "Many people did not expect the appearance of the Lena monster at all, and did not even believe it. Until Lena killed more than a dozen wizards, broke into ordinary people's villages, and killed people wantonly. , finally recognized the reality. Then many wizards took action, preparing to destroy Lena.
But they far underestimated Lena's strength, and completely failed to understand that in the swamp, Lena could exert several times his strength, so more than half of them were killed, and the other half escaped with serious injuries.
In the end, there was really no other way, and some real big shots came from afar after traveling thousands of miles. They first jointly cast spells to dry up large swamps and force Lena onto land. Then he used a variety of spells to weaken Lena's defense, and finally chopped off nine of Lena's heads one after another, killing Lena.
It is worth mentioning that during this disaster, a well-known wizard genius died. That was a real genius—he became a wizard apprentice at the age of twelve, became a first-level wizard at the age of thirteen, and reached the peak of the first-level wizard at the age of fourteen.
He himself is the heir to a very ancient wizard organization, and his organization has high hopes for him. They wanted to wait until he fully matured to lead the organization back to its peak. Unexpectedly, I was unlucky enough to encounter Lena, who had almost no ability to resist and was swallowed up. "
"Huh—" Sherlock breathed out, looked at Richard and asked, "So, do you think the main continent is dangerous?"
"Okay, it is indeed quite dangerous." Richard said, his eyes flashing, and he asked, "But are there many powerful demonized creatures like Lena in the main continent?"
"This... how should I say it?" Sherlock frowned and thought for a while before saying, "Actually, it's difficult to give a definite answer."
"Um?"