"Let's go, Lydia. Baron Ximu's Crimson Dragon Breaker, how magical it is. We will know soon." Irelles seemed to have quietly completed the change of identity.

"After you leave, who will guard Longlin Castle?" Lydia was still worried about the "powerful" Lord Balgrove.

"It has always been the comrades who guard Xueman, not me. As for Longlin Fort, it is now in ruins, isn't it?" Irelles seemed to have let go of the past: "Everyone thinks that I never sleep because of

Loyal to my duty. In fact, the more important reason behind it is that I am always on guard against the assassins of the Morag Gang. So when you see me, I am always awake day and night, with my back against the thick wall of Longxiao Palace."

As he said that, Irelles looked up at the gray stone castle standing at the head of the White River Bridge: "Ah, I can finally have a good sleep in the future."

"Why now?" Lydia was still confused about Irelles' choice. In her opinion, Lord Xueman, whose family was living in a tent in the Cloud District at this time, should need his right-hand man more.

.How could the lord easily give Irelles to Baron Ximu when it was time to hire someone?

"Previously, Baron Ximu was just the lord of a small town. Now, he not only owns the gray stone castle located on the Golden Mountain, but also owns his own cold tower, dragon broken and golden tree. This is the trinity armor of the ninth Holy Spirit, Talos.

The road of myth. After the collapse of the day, the Skyrim Province was torn apart by the destined annihilation. We who are facing the end can only save our lives by sheltering under the wings of the strong. And who else can fight against the annihilation?

What? Times have changed, Lydia." What Irelles said was heartfelt. Although he omitted the consideration of the Snowman lord "The Strong" Balgrove, the meaningful words "Times have changed."

", quietly naming Wu Chen's identity transformation. From a small town lord to the destined "Ninth Holy Spirit".

"So that's it." Lydia admired Irelles' truthfulness: "That's why Lord (Xueman) will allow your request and serve the Baron with me."

"As I just said, times have really changed, Lydia. For a small town lord, you alone are enough. But for today's Baron Ximu, you alone are not enough to repay

." Irelles revealed a deeper reason: "This is another reason why Lord (Xueman) gave the 'Captain of the Dragon Sky Palace Guard', whom he once trusted most, to Baron Ximu. Apart from the need to save

In return for Xueman, the lord also hopes that Baron Ximu can fulfill the promise of the housekeeper to repair Longlin Castle. So my lord and I hit it off immediately: 'I am willing to come, and he is willing to send'."

"Ah, Irelles. Politics is so nerve-wracking." Lydia didn't want to think anymore. Especially the explicit exchange of interests is always unbearable, especially for a proud brave man.

Board the ferry at Ximu Port and cross the Baihe Outer Road to the Hanluo Fortress Military Port.

"Two ladies, please follow me." The military port guard held up the torch and led the two of them into Hanluo Fortress. The five-frame guardian angel Aria has arranged for the two of them a vacant "Magician" room on the upper floor of the fortress.

and general officers’ quarters.”

"The military port guards who just led the way are gray people from the plane of Azaruden." Irelles told Lydia in a low voice: "They look like ancient snow elves. But they call themselves dark elves or Azaruden.

The people were brought back from the Outer Realms by Baron Ximu, so they are called the gray people of the plane."

"I also heard that each of them is proficient in combat and has amazing talents in Dwemer mechanical puppets." Lydia suddenly felt a little nervous when she walked into the gorgeously decorated wizard and general quarters.

"They are all adaptors of the Golden Tree Code, and there are 3,000 of them." Irelles can always see the key: "This is a terrifying private armed force. I also heard that Baron Ximu is planning to use the magic weapon

The ring transforms them all into psychic puppet dragon knights."

"3000 Dragon Riders?!" Lydia exclaimed.

"So, times have really changed, Lydia." This was the third time Irelles said it tonight. And his tone became deeper each time.

"That's right, Captain Irelles." Lydia nodded convincingly.

Even in the dead of night, the lighthouse standing on the Baihe River illuminates most of the city.

The gate of the graystone castle opened, and the castle carriage took the drunken Ms. Elena to the Hanluo Fortress across the bridge.

The Lord, who had finished the dinner, was not idle either. He took Archangel Urlia and the mysterious guest from Mount Ansor and took the large elevator of the graystone vault to the graystone gold mountain deep underground.

"Hiss—" The moment the big elevator door slowly opened, the mysterious guest, who seemed to be careless about everything, suddenly had his eyes shining and his breathing quickened.

Even Archangel Uriah was stunned.

The wealth that the lord had stolen from the ancient caves of the monster girls across the nine realms was all gathered here. The golden light was so thick and suffocating that it forcibly coated the stunned people standing in the elevator.

There are layers of gold foil, and the colorful pearls from the dragon's eye diamond swirling in the unbridled flowing gold liquid, also tenaciously releasing a dazzling presence in the cracks.

"Ahem." Among the three, only the lord who was immune to dragon plague behaved as usual: "Where to start?"

"Gudong." The mysterious guest from Ansol Mountain swallowed heavily and looked back from the Jinshan Mountain with difficulty: "Sir, let's start with these bones."

Wu Chen also saw the leftover bones scattered randomly on the Jinshan Mountain. So this uninvited 'glutton' has been dormant in the gray rock Jinshan Mountain. How did he avoid the big crowd?

Where are the two centurion masters in the elevator who have blessed the ring?

Following the bones all the way to the Golden Mountain. In a trance, Wu Chen seemed to be walking in the golden desert under the Lonely Mountain of Smaug, the last dragon in Middle-earth. In the golden age of a certain sanctuary, he must have been deeply involved in the Middle-earth world of "The Lord of the Rings"

An epic adventure.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Walking to the top of Jinshan Mountain, the mysterious man from Ansol Mountain who has been leading the way stopped gently and picked up a nearly complete roasted whole from the top of the mountain.

Put the cow's skull under your nose and smell it, your eyes immediately returned to clarity: "Vul——Jot——Naak!"

With a deafening roar, the entire underground vault was buzzing.

Followed by a "bang——" sound.

Like an erupting volcano, mountains of treasure rose into the sky and fell apart. It was like a long-lasting rain of gold coins that affected the entire treasury.

Reaching out to pinch a huge dragon's eye diamond that was pointed directly at Wu Chen, the mysterious guest turned his attention to another mysterious guest who appeared out of thin air: "It is indeed your breath."

"Ah, it turns out it's you..." The other mysterious guest was the Skyrim traveler who was recently stranded at the Sleeping Giant Hotel and was teased by the bard Swan with "Ragnar the Red". But she really stayed at the hotel.

The lord's gray stone castle.

"Go away." The mysterious visitor from Mount Ansor took off the disguise of illusion magic and revealed his true face of Imperious Perfect: "This does not belong to you."

"Hmph!" The mysterious guest dressed as a traveler in the sky also revealed his equally beautiful true face in the rippling light of magic: "It seems like you are the owner of this golden mountain."

"What, do you want to have a fight?" The mysterious guest from Ansol Mountain sneered.

"Remember, I got here before you." The mysterious guest of Skyrim Traveler refused to give in.

"It also arrived before me." The mysterious visitor from Ansol Mountain still held the cow skull in front of him.

"..." Skyrim Traveler Mysterious Guest's eyes were suddenly filled with anger.

"Ahem." Lord Ximu, who was blocked by the mysterious guest of Mount Ansor and Archangel Urlia, appeared with a slight cough: "You two...ma'am, I have a way to get the best of both worlds.

This dispute."

"Ah... the last Duwakein." Sky Traveler Mysterio seemed to have stars twinkling in his eyes: "Tell me what will satisfy us all."

The lord smiled and spoke three paragraphs of dragon language: "Aan (One), Drem (Peace), Grah-Zeymahzin (Alliance)."
Chapter completed!