Chapter 449
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Steel Nation, Ossen Castle.
Dorothy took a deep breath of the magical particles in the air of Ossen Castle. As expected, she was more accustomed to the air of her own country.
"Cough … That's why I don't like coming to the Steel Nation."
"It should be industrial waste gas."
Josiah patted Hiri's back, trying to make the spellcaster lady feel better.
The special air of the Steel Nation did affect Hiri quite a bit. Even Deathwing, who was standing on her shoulder, let out a strange cough, and its figure gradually became blurry.
"Industrial waste gas? The magical particles in the air come from the alchemy factories. Although you might not be used to it, it's harmless to the human body. "As a local, Dorothy firmly believed in this point.
"Harmless." Josiah glanced at Ossen Castle.
This was Josiah's first time coming to the Steel Nation. The difference between this country and Noland and Falosi was that … Everywhere was filled with the scenery of "steel is power".
The architectural style was made up of dark colors, completely unlike the colorful feeling of Noland and Falosi. Furthermore, there were chimneys spewing light gray glowing particles everywhere.
This kind of scenery could be seen on the other side of the River of Gear in Noland, but the entire city of Ossen Castle was made up of various alchemy factories.
"The air is filled with fragments of protocrystals. According to the research of the Noland Necromancers Association, humans will indeed experience a certain degree of respiratory failure when exposed to it."
An old voice sounded from behind Josiah, accompanied by a few 'gugu gugu' sounds.
"But … I think I'm fine …"
Dorothy glanced at the dirty old man standing behind Josiah.
It was hard to imagine that Josiah had called for one of the Seven Sages of Noland, the gray-robed man, for this acquisition!
The local city lord should have personally come to welcome the Sages of Noland when they came to visit the Steel Nation. However, the gray-robed man did not care about these 'unnecessary ceremonies'.
"Where is the headquarters of the Silver Patterned Flower Chamber of Commerce?"
Josiah hailed a magic carriage from a courier station on the street. As one of the most flourishing cities in the Iron Nation, Ossen seemed to have popularized the use of magic carriages.
"22nd Street."
The man in gray sat in the front passenger seat, leaving Josiah, Hiri, and Dorothy in the last row.
The magic carriage was designed so that only two people could sit at the back. Even though Josiah sat on the far left, Hiri's body still stuck to Josiah's.
"That's true. Today's breakfast is honey bread."
Josiah could clearly feel the warmth coming from Hiri's body, as well as the faintly discernible fragrance.
"What honey bread?" It was rare for Hiri to not understand Josiah's words.
"Nothing much."
Josiah shook his head and told the driver the location of 22nd Street.
… …
Dorothy sat in the magic carriage and returned to the headquarters of the Silver Patterned Flower Chamber of Commerce.
The front of the chamber of commerce was as desolate as before, with no customers at all.
When Dorothy pushed the door open and walked in, she discovered that the atmosphere inside was a little strange.
"Young Miss, you're … back?"
A maid cautiously came to Dorothy's side and said.
"Where are the others?"
Dorothy glanced at the interior of the chamber of commerce and found that it was frighteningly quiet.
After her father's business failed, the number of employees in the chamber of commerce decreased from more than a hundred to around forty attendants, but now there were only three people in the hall.
The one who answered Dorothy was Dorothy's personal maid.
"They've all … left. Young Miss, I heard that you've angered Lord Eitech. Rumor has it that Lord Eitech is very angry and is ready to tear down our shop." The maid whispered with fear.
As expected?
Dorothy never expected that her escape from marriage would lead to such a terrible outcome.
She turned her gaze to Josiah behind her. Josiah did not seem to care about these things and took a look at the interior of the chamber of commerce.
"Do you have a basement here? Or a vault or something like that? "Josiah asked.
"Yes, follow me."
Dorothy stopped thinking about the problems that were troubling her and directly led Josiah into the interior of the chamber of commerce.
The scale of the chamber of commerce was much larger than Josiah had imagined. There were a total of three floors, and not only were there shops that specialized in selling goods, there were also windows for pawnshops and a hall on the second floor for selling 'treasures' and auctioning.
"The Silver Patterned Flower Chamber of Commerce has a history of almost a hundred years." Dorothy came to a dark room inside the chamber of commerce. There was a door that was locked with inscriptions. "This chamber of commerce's most glorious period was when my grandfather was still alive. He expanded the chamber of commerce by ten times, and its trade routes spanned across three countries. Unfortunately, after his defeat, this is the last place where all the shops are."
"I can see that."
Josiah came to the tunnel behind the door. There were all kinds of strange carvings on the walls of the tunnel. Although many of them had been scratched, some of the carvings were made of gold powder.
"The inscriptions of the elves."
The man in gray who was at the back of the group looked at the carvings on the wall and instantly recognized what they were made of.
"Elves?"
Josiah thought that these things were just things that the owner of the chamber of commerce made to show off his wealth.
"It's the ancient language of the elves. Many of the buildings in the ruins under Noland have these inscriptions on them." The man in gray stopped and tried to figure out the inscriptions that had been left behind. "These inscriptions were used before. It looks like a large defensive barrier. Little girl, who was your grandfather?"
"My … My grandfather was just an ordinary merchant."
Dorothy did not expect the strange carvings in her warehouse to make the man in gray so … surprised.
"But he used to tell me a story," Dorothy said softly.
"A story?"
"What … An angel's gift? It sounded like his wealth was bestowed by an angel who descended from the sky," Dorothy said. "I don't really believe this story is true."
"Interesting." The grey-robed man stroked the beard of the owl that lived on his head.
Josiah fell silent. Dorothy's words reminded Josiah of the "High Elves" that the Dark Elves had mentioned before.
Dorothy brought Josiah to the basement.
It looked like a wine cellar. There were wooden barrels stacked up all around.
"My grandfather used to leave many treasures here, but most of them were sold by my father. Then, this place became a wine cellar."
Dorothy held a glowing raw crystal in her hand, which lit up the dim basement.
"Treasures? Are there any left behind? "The man in gray was interested. He looked around but did not find anything else.
"This … There is one, but it's in my room. I used it as a mirror when I was young," Dorothy said.
"Let me see your mirror later … Although I heard that there are many places other than Noland that have 'ruins', this is the first time I've seen someone using the inscriptions from the ruins."
The man in gray came to the center of a rack of wine barrels and stabbed his staff into the bricks on the ground.
The owl, who had been standing on the man's shoulder, jumped onto the top of the staff. A magic formation made of pure white inscriptions unfolded with the man in gray as the center.
The magic released by the man in gray was a defensive barrier.
The reason Josiah asked the man in gray to come to Ossen Castle was to build a barrier that could protect the World Tree Crystal.
The value of this thing was enough for many people to risk stealing or snatching it.
Josiah did not think that the Silver Striped Flower Chamber of Commerce would be able to secure this crystal.
The construction lasted for a full three hours. When the construction was completed, pure white Inscriptions of Order could be seen flashing in every corner of the underground warehouse.
"You can put the crystal here. It will be safe."
The man in gray tapped his staff again. The soil on the ground suddenly rose and turned into a stone pillar. There was a groove for the crystal in the stone pillar.
"Miss Dorothy, I think it's time for you to get to work."
Josiah inserted the crystal into the groove. A magical barrier instantly separated Josiah from the crystal.
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