Chapter 483 Mulonigan
The next day, Alice went to Kester early in the morning to learn how to pilot an airship. Hullington was working on his Ice Phoenix after breakfast. Yu, this kind of 'god' level material is rare to encounter, and he is determined to understand it thoroughly. And Bing Zhixie, of course, has things to do.
Yesterday, I unexpectedly met the director of the Knop City Archives, which made Bing Zhixie suddenly think that there might be records about ancient magicians from 5,100 years ago in the archives.
Inquiring about the Knop City Archives, Bing Zhixie said to the guard: "Hello, I'm looking for the director of the archives."
"Looking for our director?" The guard looked at him. I asked him: "Who are you?"
Bing Zhixie said: "I am his friend, and I made an appointment with him yesterday."
"Really?" The guard was doubtful: "Okay, you go in, the curator should be on the left side of the second floor "
"Thank you."
I came to the office on the second floor of the archives. Sure enough, the director I met yesterday was here.
The curator was quite surprised when he saw Bing Zhixie appear: "Why are you here? Oh, it can't be for the story you told yesterday."
Bingzhixie smiled: "Director, can I come in and sit?"
"Yes, come in."
Bingzhixie found a place to sit down casually; Talking about yesterday's story, he said: "When the curator left yesterday, I heard Mr. Hoffman say that your hot air balloon can actually be improved, but the cost is It's beyond your expectations, so I have to give up."
The curator smiled and said: "Oh, more than 20,000 gold coins is the limit that a young curator like me can bear, so we have to leave the improvement for later. "
Bing Zhixie said: "I have decided to use the improvement fee to help the curator improve the balloon."
"Ah, this...how is this possible?" the curator said in surprise.
Bingzhixie said: "It's not a lot of money, just 3,000 gold coins. I bought an airship worth hundreds of thousands, so it's not bad."
"Haha, that's right, too. This money is nothing to you." The curator smiled and said, "By the way, I haven't had time to check the story you want to know. Now that you're here, Let’s go take a look together.”
Bing Zhixie said: “Didn’t you say that there are many secrets in the archives and outsiders can’t enter?”
The director stood up and said: “Of course it’s confidential. You can’t read it, but if the story you told is recorded, it’s not considered confidential, so it doesn’t matter if you take a look.”
Bingzhi stood up with an evil smile and went to the archives room with him.
The archives are very large, and there are many archived records. Looking at the densely packed archives and pictures piled up on the bookshelves is dizzying. Fortunately, the archives are made of small rooms made of glass, which separate the files from different time periods, otherwise it would be really difficult to find them.
"Five thousand years ago, our country and the previous kingdoms had not yet been established. It should be on that side. Follow me." The curator led the way through the maze-like glass corridor. I turned around and searched for almost half an hour before I found the records from 2500 to 2000 in the Holy Garden Calendar in the corner of the museum.
Although there is a span of 500 years, this glass archive room has very few filing cabinets, only two.
“This is it.” The curator lit up the spar lamp in the glass room: “There are not many around 5100 on this side, so just look for them slowly here.”
"What about you, curator?" Bing Zhixie asked.
The curator said: "Of course I have things to do, so I can't stay here with you."
"Wouldn't it be a problem for me to be here alone?"
< br>"It's okay, just don't go to other rooms. There should be no secrets in this archives. Just take your time and watch, I'm leaving." The director left the archives.
Bing Zhixie stayed alone in the room and shook his head depressedly. This curator was really irresponsible, but that was fine, it was also a good thing for him.
Easily entering the archives room, Bing Zhixie slowly checked the files here. As a magician, he was also very interested in the affairs of the ancient magicians from 5100 years ago.
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On the other side, about two days away from Knop City, there is a larger city where Angel and Chloe are staying. . Now Chloe was stretching her muscles in the office, and her two teammates also breathed a rare sigh of relief, sitting on chairs and drinking hot coffee. They had just completed a report on the routine inspection of Tubat Volcano, and were now waiting for Angelou to complete the report and return home together.
After a while, Angelou came back.
"Can you leave?" Chloe stepped forward and asked.
Angelou shook his head.
Their companion said: "What, there is a problem with the report?"
"No."
Chloe thought for a moment and said: "There is a new mission. ?”
Angelou sighed and nodded: "Maybe we have to go back later. The notification we just received said that there was a request from the gold mining area using the narcotic stone two days ago, asking us to help investigate a kind of Unknown dangerous ore."
"So you agreed?" Chloe said: "Why don't you refuse?"
Angelo said: "I want to refuse, too. I know you all want to go home soon and don't want to stay in this rotten country. This was a notice sent by King Guiniz himself, and they seemed to have guessed that we would not agree, so they did not tell us in advance. Instead, they contacted our government first and only told us after obtaining our government’s consent. The boss ordered us to help them."
Hearing this news, Chloe and the others were dejected: "What should we do?"
"What else can we do, just treat it as overtime. .”
"Alas! That's all we have to do. It's not bad to go to the gold mining area. Maybe we can make some money back."
A few people were talking to each other.
Chloe suddenly said: "What kind of dangerous ore, it actually makes those people in the gold mining area use the narcotic stone to make requests."
"Well, see for yourselves. "Angelou took out a page and handed it to them.
After reading it, the three people said: "No way, looking at the description above, it seems to be 'Attila's Death Ore'."
Attila is the name of a person who was the first to discover that this mineral can kill people.
"It seems so, but I haven't seen the entity yet. We won't know until we go there and confirm." Angelou said.
One of their companions said: "No wonder they are so anxious, let us go there immediately. Hey, this kind of ore is very dangerous, as long as it is exposed to the air, it can kill people."
Chloe said: "Is there any way? This is our job. We can't just watch the people there. Let's die one after another. Besides, we also have ways to deal with this kind of ore. Helping them will help improve our image in this country."
Angelou said: "This is very important. Okay, that’s it. Let’s have dinner and set off at noon. It will take several days to get to the gold mining area from here.”
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In the archives of Knop City, Bing Zhixie leaned against the filing cabinet and flipped through the archives in his hands page by page: "Hey, I found it. "The Bloody Death of Ancient Magic, "The Massacre that Occurred in the Holy Garden from 2272 to 2310" He immediately cheered up and started reading carefully.
‘In February 2302 of the Holy Garden Calendar, the Muronigan Dynasty, which represented the dark regime, perished on the thirtieth anniversary of its founding. Prior to this, the three million undead legions formed by King Nisen Hera through the Reign of Death were completely defeated by the heroic warriors. This great mage who was over fifty, had received numerous honors, and had learned ancient undead magic, had to embark on the road of escape for the last eight years of his life.
Hera, who was hunted by the Holy Garden and the thirty-six nations, tried several times to rebuild his undead empire, but in the end the fearless army of justice strangled his dream in the cradle.
In the winter of 2309 in the Holy Garden Calendar, in the Zangusi River Basin, Hera used his undead magic to kill 420,000 people again within a month. This was his seventh and last time. Resurrected his army of the undead. At the beginning of 2310, the armies of the thirty-six countries had completely surrounded the Zangusi River Basin, and countless warriors sang songs of victory in preparation for the final battle.
However, the cunning and cruel Hera suddenly disappeared with all her undead army, as if she had never existed. Countless warriors searched this land for a whole month, but no trace of Hera and his undead army was seen again. ’
After reading these short paragraphs, Bing Zhixie finally knew what happened to this mage named Nissen Hera 5100 years ago.
(End of this chapter)