Davian was one of the first scouts to follow Rody from Norland Village.
In the early days, he was like all the soldiers at the border, living and waiting for death. He had no concept of the so-called Beastmen, the undead, the crisis of the country and so on. A life where one person could eat his fill and the rest of the family would not starve was not good, but if one were to say it was bad … it was actually not that bad in these times.
But when the villagers of Norland Village gathered around their stoves to prepare for the winter, he and his comrades shouted with all their might and closed the city gates in the nick of time, blocking the snow monsters outside …
David was long used to the life of brushing shoulders with the god of death, so much so that his heart was numb. These elite soldiers who had experienced countless bloody battles were now calm. Veterans like David even scolded as they methodically took care of the aftermath.
"Pull the bars on both sides! These sons of b * tches have a strong impact. We need to strengthen the city gates! "
The shouts and footsteps of the Snow Monsters were blocked by the giant gate. The two comrades quickly pushed the bars that locked the gate. Such a mechanism could not be seen in a human city. Only a High Elf city like Elsen City had such a mechanism.
"Stay away from the gates! Desir, do you not want your dog legs anymore?! "
Crack crack crack. Some sounds came from within the city gates. Then, two thicker stone gates rose from behind the gates. The soldiers hurriedly moved aside, watching as the gates were completely sealed.
David wiped the sweat from his forehead and waved his hand. "You two guard the bars. I'll go report the news."
As soon as he said this, the snow monsters' roars were followed by the muffled sound of the city gates being knocked. But seeing that the reinforced stone gates did not budge, David did not waste any time. He strode towards the figure holding the dragon bone shield on the city walls.
The city walls were not tall. They were at least three levels lower than Elsen City. But while the sparrow was small, it had all the essentials. David had also gone through rigorous training. He remembered the commands of the sergeants and the lectures of the fortress clearly. So, he could now recognize the "military warehouse", "dormitory", "city defense equipment warehouse", "magic core" and other symbolic rooms around him.
"What are you moving?"
Three or four teammates carrying pots brushed past him. David asked casually, but the answer he received made him jump in fright.
"Makar found a pile of defensive equipment. This is stored fuel!"
"There's actually such a thing?"
The situation was critical, and no one stopped to exchange pleasantries or explain anything. David and his comrades asked each other about the situation as they ran, but they all looked at each other strangely. Not only was there a mountain of fuel in the armory, there were also all sorts of defensive equipment and rations that had yet to rot!
But according to Captain Roddy, this city should be a High Elf ruin that had been lost for many years.
Why did it seem like there were still people in the city a moment ago, and they were prepared to face the enemy at any time?
No one could answer this question because even Baron Sodelor, who was standing on the city wall, didn't know the reason. Facing the soldiers' reports, the only thing he could do was to send the few elite soldiers into battle.
Below the city wall, thousands of snow monsters had already begun to "attack" the city.
While they were outnumbered, Sodelor heaved a sigh of relief with the complete city wall and sufficient defensive equipment. The enemy didn't have any siege equipment and could only climb up with their bare hands. The result was a one-sided massacre. In just five or six minutes, the snow monsters suffered heavy casualties from the city defense crossbows, rocks and fuel.
"Send a reserve team to replenish food and water. We may have to prepare for a long time."
Sodelor was actually a little lost, but he had no choice but to give such an order.
He didn't know if Roddy was still alive, and he didn't know why he was defending. For a long time, all the operations had been planned by Roddy. While he had his doubts at first, the results of every battle proved that Roddy was right. So over time, Sodelor found himself gradually forgetting some things.
He just had to stand in the back and carry out the plan.
But after Roddy disappeared, he suddenly understood something. Although he seemed to be working hard, he had long forgotten the fact that on the way forward, Roddy's share of the pressure had long exceeded everyone's imagination!
Although the task of training and commanding troops was tiring, compared to Roddy, who every step determined everyone's fate, the pressure was still worlds apart.
And under such circumstances, Sodelor found that he hadn't expressed any "opinions" for a long time, and he didn't even voice his opinions. He was already used to moving forward with Roddy and gradually lost his insight and judgment …
"If you were here … What would you do?"
Sodelor took a deep breath and then shook his head. "No … What I need to consider now is what I should do."
Looking up, Sodelor carefully observed the surroundings and found something strange. The city wall here wasn't straight, but had some strange corners and arcs. When he shifted his gaze to the back of the city wall, he could see the "inner city wall" not far away, and behind it was protecting the Black Magic Tower.
Those places were marked as off-limits on Roddy's map. Sodelor narrowed his eyes and shifted his gaze.
Do I have to stubbornly hold on here?
He gripped his shield tightly and took a few steps on the city wall. Before he could make a decision, his brows suddenly furrowed, and a hint of anger appeared on his face …
On the city wall, the 20 or so Barbarians stood to the side in a daze, with no intention of helping at all.
Not only that, as all the soldiers were doing their best to deal with the snow monsters, their eyes flashed with undisguised fear and cowardice. After so many days of traveling, even though the Barbarians didn't speak the same language, they could definitely understand basic commands. Therefore, there was no need to think about the reason for this situation!
These two-meter-tall Barbarians … were afraid.
*****
While Sodelor was in a rage, Roddy and Merinsera were staring at each other in the white palace.
After entering the palace, Roddy knew that he was temporarily out of danger. He had been standing here for nearly a minute, and not even the slightest noise could be heard behind him, let alone the snow monsters. Apart from his and Merinsera's slightly hurried breathing, there was no other sound in the surroundings.
"Drip."
When blood flowed down the metal blade to the ground, Roddy suddenly came back to his senses. He took a deep breath and then coughed dryly. "Hello … Madam Merinsera."
His words were dry, but Roddy couldn't think of a better opening line.
At this moment, he was covered in blood, and his armor looked as if it had been splashed with red dye. On his body was a short bow, a quiver, and a short knife. Coupled with his unkempt appearance, he looked a little disheveled. But Merinsera wasn't any better. Her dark purple robe was wrinkled and wrapped around her body. She gently pressed the bleeding wound on her abdomen. Hearing Roddy's greeting, this Dragons raised her head and frowned for a long time. Then, she asked, "Are you here to look for the treasure?"
When she asked this question, Merinsera tried to make her voice sound dignified and cold, but the emotions in her heart were far from simple.
In the previous battle with the Frost Wyrm, this inconspicuous human in front of him had relied on "trickery" and "luck" to kill the powerful Vaissam and save him. She remembered all these things, which was why she had the intention to talk to Roddy now. If it had been anyone else, they would have been killed with a single punch before they even had a chance to speak.
After being on the run for so long, Merinsera didn't trust anyone. Humans were known for being "greedy". Even if it was Roddy who had saved her before, she didn't have much hope for him. As long as there were enough benefits, humans wouldn't feel any guilt betraying them.
However, Roddy's answer made her slightly relieved.
"Treasure?" Roddy raised his eyebrows. He seemed to have understood something. Then, he spread his arms and said, "I have no idea where this place is … As for the treasure you mentioned, I've never heard of it either."
Seeing Merinsera's narrowed eyes, Roddy knew that there was no room for ambiguity. He continued to explain, "My team was doing well in the Deathword Ravine, but suddenly, so many snow monsters appeared out of nowhere. They had no choice but to run this way, and I ended up getting separated from them."
After saying this, the two of them fell into a short silence.
Roddy knew that Merinsera didn't necessarily trust him, so he didn't wait for her to weigh the pros and cons. He continued, "You know how strong I am. To put it simply, I just want to escape and meet up with the team. I don't think about anything else … If there are treasures here, you can go look for them. I won't take any."
In fact, he also knew that since this place was called "King Solomon's Treasure", there would definitely be treasures. However, Roddy's biggest advantage was that he had a clear understanding of himself. This was a level 55 Instance Dungeon. Even if there were treasures, he wouldn't be able to enjoy them even if he had the life to take them. Therefore, he didn't hesitate at all.
After making things clear, Merinsera's cold wariness lessened. She looked into Roddy's eyes and nodded in tacit agreement. Then, she walked forward without saying anything else.
Towards her savior, Merinsera's reaction was very heartless. However, Roddy wasn't surprised. Merinsera had already returned the favor with the crystals. It was normal for Dragons to be heartless. If he felt wronged, then he would be crazy.
Looking at Merinsera's back, Roddy knew that she had drawn a line between them. He didn't say anything else and stood on the spot to observe the interior of the palace.
Compared to the plain exterior, the interior of the palace was completely "gorgeous". There weren't any gold, silver, jewels, or crystals. What he could see were all kinds of reliefs and standing statues.
The reliefs on the walls were vivid and realistic. The expressions of the figures were clear, and the composition was exquisite. It was obvious that they were narrating some important historical events. There weren't many full-body statues in the palace. Roddy looked around, and the first thing he saw was the statue of the king under the bronze canopy in the center of the palace.
The bronze canopy was black and yellow and was more than 10 feet tall. The four pillars were decorated with fire, waves, green vines, lightning, and other materialized elements. It could be said to be an exquisite work of art. And on the stone throne directly under the canopy sat a young High Elf.
This High Elf didn't seem to be sitting properly. Instead, he leaned sideways and played with a magic wand with his slender fingers. His lifelike face revealed an indescribable arrogance and cynicism. His eyes looked forward, and the corners of his mouth curled up as if he was laughing at someone in the distance.
This … is King Solomon?
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