Bailu almost jumped up. Although road-building is not his good point, he knows the Black Forest very well, and the Black Forest is like a treasure trove for such a master forging. But as for what place it is, the master forging also knows very well.
"That's a little troublesome," Charles replied, and he shook his head.
"What do you mean?" Bai Lu suddenly felt that there was something in the young wizard's words.
"Lord Lord, he... found an associated crystal mine in the Black Forest... I mean, according to your master, we want to make it ours, I'm afraid it's a little troublesome."
"Magic Crystal Mine!" The old man really jumped up this time, "What you said is true!"
"No, I mean the associated crystal mine," Shire shook his head quickly: "After an adult's investigation, there should be a patch of star iron and cold iron ore. Dangrang also has some other rare minerals."
"Iron ore..." Bo Lu's voice trembled.
"Yes, there is iron, but there are also star iron and cold iron."
"Much... How old?"
"I don't know how old they are. They spent two days staying there, but they haven't found the side yet. There is not enough time. They have to wait until later to determine how big the mining area is." Charles replied solemnly.
"Two days, no... Didn't find the edge?" Bai Lu felt that he was about to suffocate. Lord Lord, they are three gold-level existences. What is the concept of not finding the edge in two days
But he suddenly thought of another question, and couldn't help his face turning pale: "Open-pit mine?"
"No," Charles shook his head, "underground."
Bo Lu only breathed a sigh of relief. It was a pity: "I thought it was an open-pit mine from your description, but how did the lord discover it? Prospecting is a professional science. Didn't they travel in the forest?"
"No, no," Charles still shook his head: "You listen to me, it's not easy to describe, but how to put it, what I mean is actually—this is an open-pit mine underground."
"what!"
Bai Lu loosened his hand, and the cigarette butt that had followed him for many years fell on the steps and fell to pieces.
However, he didn't care at all. He grabbed the opponent's sleeve, ignoring whether the opponent was a wizard or not, but couldn't help but ask loudly, "You mean there is a magic crystal mine that I don't know how big the area is, and There are still a lot of rare iron ore in the Black Forest waiting for us to mine?"
Charles hurriedly pushed his hand away and put a finger on his lips: "Shhh, whisper, whisper." The young wizard said mysteriously, "You don't want to tell the news to Count Jean Dnell. ?"
Boru fell silent and hurriedly looked around carefully, but he immediately turned his head and said to Charles: "What you said is true? That's great, now the white lion armor is not a problem at all!"
"Wait," Charles deliberately looked puzzled: "Master Peru, that place is quite far from here in the Black Forest. According to what you just said, we may not be able to mine that place for a long time. mineral."
"Fart!" Bailu waved his hand, his eyes were red, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Leave this to me. I just confess this old bone to this matter, and I want to do it successfully! "
"Martha is here, open-air crystal mine!" The old man couldn't help muttering to himself.
"That won't work," Charles hurriedly shook his head: "Old man, if you have a long and two shortcomings, Lord Lord will definitely kill me, especially if he knows this is what I encourage."
Bailu glared at him angrily: "Hmph, don't worry, I won't do this alone, and I can't do it. I will let my students help, but it will take a while. "
The old man obviously frightened his determination when he said these words. It seemed that the mining area was unparalleled for a master blacksmith like him.
He thought for a moment: "But we can start work first and let people get some magic crystals out. That thing is more valuable than silver. With money, other things will be easier."
But Master Peru suddenly stopped and reacted. He slanted his eyes and stared at the young wizard: "Wait, you didn't count me from the beginning, did you?"
"Ah!" Charles said suddenly, with an innocent look: "Of course not, I also think this is a good idea, but other people can't. I think the caveman is good, but I don't know if Tajib is willing."
Bailu looked at this guy suspiciously, feeling more and more that this damn wizard just dug a hole to make him jump. He suddenly remembered that he had said before that he wanted his students to come over, and he thought of talking to Brando before. If you do, the eyes suddenly turn black.
However, the young wizard hadn't noticed this master craftsman's remorse, and Charles just thought with ease how to get Tajib to call as many people as possible to him.
Otherwise, it’s not easy to complete Lord Lord’s command—
Open a path in the Black Forest.
This is a feat that Eruin has never done in hundreds of years.
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However, when Peru and Charles made up their minds to blaze a'road' in the Black Forest and put it on the agenda, rushing to send the first troglodytes into the forest, Brando and his team were in The exploration in the Black Forest did not stop either.
In Warnd’s calendar, the sleeping month symbolizes talent, and astrologers believe that babies born in this month have extraordinary potential.
But potential in the ancient prophecy of the witch means the power of sleep, and sleep corresponds to awakening—from sleep to awakening—this is the meaning of the last month of the year in the continent of Vaughan.
Therefore, this is not only the revelation of wisdom and spirit to light up the fire of civilization in darkness and ignorance, but also the most important month to bid farewell to the old first year.
In most temple calendars, the last day of the sleeping month, on the 31st, people will usher in the largest annual festival in the world of Vaughan-the Resurrection Festival.
This grand festival will last for seven days from this moment, but in a prosperous city like Freeport, the carnival atmosphere will even continue until the month of recovery two months later.
Of course, in the dark wilderness, such conditions are not available.
Brando and his team finally arrived at the periphery of the trade wind ring at midnight on this day—
In order to remember the dying years of prosperity and summer leaves, Fro, the chief logistics officer since the adventure, distributed a small piece of gingerbread to everyone in the team, even Ropar and his fireclaw lizardmen. No exception.
Young people sit around the campfire and sing the songs of their hometown. What is conceived in the singing is not only the nostalgia for that kind of beauty, but also the yearning for the future.
The singing is melodious, and the sparks of the bonfire rise into the dark night sky. At this moment, the hardships in the Black Forest for a month seem to be turned into memories of the past.
Everyone feels that they are more mature.
Brando was also sitting on the side of the campfire. He gave up his gingerbread to Tiya. This wild elf little sister seemed to be very pleased with this special dessert that you can't see in the Rubis area—she Holding a small piece of gingerbread in one hand, with some cookie crumbs on the corner of his mouth, he smiled sweetly at Brando.
"It looks like Tia likes me better." Brando said to Flo.
Fro stood behind Brando, glanced at his sister and did not answer.
In fact, her gingerbread was actually left to her sister. Although harsh, she could see that she really cared about this sister as a sister.
"Sister Fro is too lazy to be familiar with you." Antitina handed her gingerbread to Tiya, and replied with a smile-in such a day and night, this noble daughter rarely felt relaxed.
This is the last day of the year, and it seems that so many things have happened this year, so many that she can't remember them one by one.
This is the year of blooming flowers and summer leaves.
Next to Antitina, Dia put all these gingerbread cookies in her skirt, and there was already a small pile of them. She looked at these gingerbread cookies with bright eyes.
And Akane, who was leaning on the tree trunk, looked at each other, then at the gingerbread in her hand, thought for a moment, and put it in.
"Thank you sister Qian." Tiya said sweetly.
The red-haired girl reached out and touched her head.
Brando smiled, did not answer Antitina's words, and did not care about Flore's attitude. He raised his head and looked at the dark night sky-watching the leaves hanging silently on the branches in the night, motionless-watching the sparks on the campfire rise, flicker, and then disappear again.
The brightest star in the sky belongs to Martha. He looked at the star and waited until the star's brilliance reached its brightest moment.
So the year of blooming flowers and summer leaves passed.
He will always remember this year and the Black Rose War that took place during this year—when he raised his head, he seemed to see the night sky of Buche in the summer between April and May, and the sky that lay across the sky. Gorgeous galaxy.
He could see the faces of many people, but the faces of these people emerged and gradually disappeared and gradually became blurred, but the faces of other people became more vivid, and Brando recognized them in turn-little Roman, Fu Leia, Madden, Breson and many others.
This is his year of blooming flowers and summer leaves.
It came to his life for the second time, and then left for the second time. It seemed that there was no trace, but it was indelible.
Then Brando thought, in the next year of the sword, the bloody war on the mainland began to trace the cause and effect in this year. Perhaps it cannot be called the beginning of war and chaos for half a century in the future, but in any case, Warnd began to move towards turbulence this year.
The sword symbolizes conquest.
But it is also a murder weapon that makes people bleed.
When the sword appeared on the ground, the stars changed their trajectory, and heroes came into being.
Therefore, the astrologers named this year the Year of the Sword. This is the beginning of the history of Vaughan's frantic rush, and it is also the year when players begin to compose their epic.
But Brando stared at the night sky, thinking of another thing in his mind. The year of the sword, this is the year that determines the fate of Eruin, history will return to glory and glory, or follow the original trajectory into the abyss, it seems that the arrival of that time is not long ago.
The young lord lowered his head and looked at the ring of trade winds under the curtain of night.
The circulation of the atmosphere constitutes a huge cyclone with surging wind and clouds. It starts from the southern foot of the Kalanga Mountains, traverses the entire peninsula and reaches the top of the cloud. At this moment, it seems like an ancient behemoth is lying in front of such a group of people.
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