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Home > Fantasy > Cthulhu Gonfalon > Chapter 754

Chapter 754

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The efficiency of the Republic of Northwest was very high. Just five days later, a group of miners was urgently transferred and sent directly to the joint exploration team's camp on a flying carpet.

Sending miners on a flying carpet. Such an extravagant thing made the eyes of the people of the Commonwealth of Gold Coins twitch, and their hands and feet tremble. Flying carpets were not something that could be flown without any consumption. To control a flying carpet, one needed to constantly consume magic power. Especially such a large flying carpet. Whether it was the manufacturing cost or the flight consumption, it was astonishingly high. Only an unreliable country like the Republic of Northwest could do such a thing.

The person who led the team to escort these miners was the youngest Legendary Master of the Republic of Northwest, Nice Parne. This master who had entered the Legendary Realm before the age of 60 knew Sid, and the two of them even chatted amiably for a while.

The content of their conversation went like this:

Nice: Sid, why did you come to mine instead of being a Druid? What kind of spirit is that?

Sid: Aunt Nice, it is indeed gratifying that you have successfully entered the Legendary Realm. But why do you have to mock others when you are in a good mood?

Nice: I'm just worried about you!

Sid: If you have time to worry about me, you should hurry up and get into a relationship. You used to say that you have to become a Legendary Master and have eternal youth before you consider dating and marriage. Now that you are finally a Legendary Master, it is time to fulfill your promise. Nanny Teague and Aunt Liv were waiting anxiously.

Nice: …

Sid: Although people with elven blood have a long lifespan and grow slowly, Aunt Liv is already a mother of several children. Her eldest son, Brother Art, has already learned to send flowers to girls. You can't be later than your nephew to get married!

Nice: …

Sid: "I met a friend recently. He's handsome, has a gentle personality, comes from a prestigious family, and is quite talented. The rarest thing is that he doesn't particularly dislike women who are much older than him. Do you want me to introduce you to him?"

Given this, in the end, it was almost natural that Sid would be rubbed on the ground.

That evening, when Hoppes returned to the camp, he was shocked to see Sid with a soft healing cloth on his face.

"Eh? Aren't you off today? Why are you injured in the camp? "

"I'm not very lucky."

"… Aren't you almost a high-level druid? How could you be so 'unlucky' to be injured like this in the safety of the campsite?"

"I met a female Tyrannosaurus that was passing by and got stepped on."

"… Let's not even talk about how a Tyrannosaurus would appear in the mortal plane. As far as I know, Tyrannosaurus are also hibernating. In such a snowy day, how could a Tyrannosaurus possibly pass by just to stomp on you? Do you really think I've never learned about Plane Biology? "

"Eh? You even know this? "

"I spent almost all my time in the Walter family's library, okay?"

"Miscalculation!"

"Don't play dumb, tell me how you got hurt!"

"… Really, it's just a little everyday thing. It's no big deal."

Hoppes did not pursue the matter further and left.

During dinner, he looked at Sid, who was eating in silence, and smiled slyly.

Sid was a little nervous from his stare and could not help but ask, "Sir, why are you smiling?" Hoppes replied, "As far as I know, even though they have a good relationship, they still like to make the other party angry. This is a common tactic used by awkward young men to show their presence to the women they care about."

Then Hoppes was pressed against the ground and rubbed against.

Sid could not defeat Nyssa, but it was not a problem for him to take care of this detestable fox rabbit.

As for what this fellow said … Who would take a fox rabbit's words seriously?! Anyone with some knowledge would know that Walter was an expert liar, the kind that would scam people to death without paying for it. Even if Hoppes was only half a Foxman, he was still a Walter, wasn't he?!

Sid tried to convince himself, but he still could not sleep that night.

He tossed and turned restlessly in bed.

But regrettably, real life was not a romantic love story. Even if he could not sleep that night, he still had to explore the mountains the next day.

Question: A person who did not sleep the whole night forced himself to lead a team deep into the mountains covered in ice and snow to explore, and every time they reached a dangerous place, he still had to open a path. What would the result be?

The result was obvious. Hence, Sid was injured, and his injuries were not light. He broke a leg and dislocated his right arm.

If Clito had not received the news and rushed over, he would probably have lost his life.

The place where he was injured was a valley with a steep slope that was completely frozen over. When Hoppes had led a team to explore yesterday, he had discovered that there seemed to be traces of mineral veins below. Hence, he had led a team here today.

At that time, he had tied a rope around his waist and slowly descended along the frozen slope. At the same time, he had tried to drill holes in the layer of ice and place long nails so that it would be easier for the follow-up team to follow up. Yesterday, Hoppes had only passed by to take a look and had not done any actual exploration. Things had been going smoothly at the start, but when he was not even halfway through, an accident happened.

On a protruding rock surface, the ice had cracked.

It was not a big deal for the ice to crack. With his abilities, even if an ice block were to fall on his head, he would be able to withstand it.

But the worst thing was that the ice that had cracked was very sharp. With the friction, the rope that he had used to ensure his safety had been cut.

If Sid had been in good condition, he would have been able to sense that something was wrong before the rope had been cut. But today, he had not slept all night and was rather tired. Moreover, he had been so focused on climbing and placing the long nails that he had not noticed it at all.

Hence, when the rope had snapped, he only had time to let out a cry of surprise before he fell straight down the snow-covered steep slope.

If it had been an ordinary person, this fall would have killed him instantly. There would not even be a need for rescue — the slope was at least as high as a fifteen-or sixteen-story building. It would already be considered lucky to have a complete corpse after falling down. Luckily, Sid was strong and could save himself at the critical moment. He used the pickaxe to smash hard against the ice wall beside him in an attempt to stabilize his body.

Although his arm had been dislocated, it had at least slowed down the force of his fall.

However, as the saying goes, misfortune never comes alone. When he was about to land on the ground, he discovered that there were many sharp icicles on the ground below. They were like long swords pointing to the sky, or like spear traps used by hunters to catch their prey.

Because his right arm had been dislocated, he could not use his strength to solve the problem. Hence, he simply activated a magic tool that he carried with him and threw a fireball at the ground.

The fireball shattered a large area of the ice prism on the ground, and the soaring hot wind also slightly slowed down his falling momentum.

Even so, he had still broken his leg.

Fortunately, a broken leg was not a serious injury, especially since he was a Druid and had healing spells.

When Clito rushed over, he had already fixed his dislocated right arm and was trying to align the bones in his broken leg. He planned to use magic to heal himself.

At that time, he had even told Clito that his condition was not serious and that he would be able to recover with two spells. It would not affect his work.

The black-faced Clito did not pay any attention to him. He picked him up as if he was grabbing a chick and sent this stubborn kid back to the camp.

Then, he was given five days of work injury leave.

"How boring … There are no books to read here …" Sid sighed as he lay on the bed.

"Why don't you use a teleportation spell to go back to Void City and have a good check-up?" Hoppes advised him. "If you have any internal injuries, it will be troublesome."

"I'm not going back. It's too embarrassing to go back like this!"

Hoppes was speechless.

After he left, he found Ruby and convinced her to send an urgent message.

He felt that this message would definitely be of great help. As for whether Sid would come to thank him or cause trouble, it was not important …

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