Chapter 132 Earnings

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"Is this the shard of the Eternal Slate?"

Looking at the palm-sized metal fragment in front of him, Gawain couldn't help showing a surprised look.

"Yes, the Eternal Slate—I didn't expect it to look like this," Viscount Andrew shook his head weakly. "The fragments of the Eternal Slate are secretly enshrined by major sects, and other forces or individuals who can obtain the fragments also I definitely won't show it casually, so I didn't know what I dug up at first, but soon my people found the remaining text in the ruins, and they dared to be sure that this piece was protected by heavy magic devices. The metal plate turned out to be the legendary Eternal Slate Fragment..."

Having said this, Viscount Andrew couldn't help shaking his head and sighing: "Many magical devices in the ruins have stopped working, but only the ones used to protect this slate fragment... Those mechanisms are still in operation, in order to get it, I took it in It's a big price, but I didn't expect that after holding it in my hand, it would be the beginning of a bigger price..."

Gawain couldn't help but remembered a sentence on Earth in his previous life: "Every man is innocent, but he is guilty."

He picked up the "slate shard" (could it really be called a "slate"?) and made sure it was really metal, and this pale gold metal didn't belong to any one he knew. It is a kind of magic material or conventional material, but more like an unknown alloy, its front is extremely smooth, as if covered with a thin layer of enamel, while the "enamel" is under the complex and fine lines, and the back has some look. Ineffective grooves, some of which are embedded with small pieces of crystal.

On the edge of the metal plate, there are neat fractures. The fractures are like some kind of connecting teeth, making the entire fragment a complex geometric body. It is not so much that it "breaks" from a whole Yes, Gawain even suspects that the so-called eternal slate itself is composed of a large number of such geometric bodies, like some kind of jigsaw puzzle...

It's really interesting.

He looked at the fragment over and over, and said thoughtfully: "It is said that mortals will be enlightened by gods after touching the Eternal Slate. Why does it have no effect when I hold it?"

"Mere contact is useless, you also need to use mental power to communicate with him," Viscount Andrew said slowly, "but my strength is low, even if I communicate, I can only hear some vague whispers, and I can't get any knowledge at all. . But if it's you... maybe it's possible to gain power directly."

Gawain nodded, but he didn't mean to use his mental power to communicate at all.

In fact, he was deeply afraid of this thing.

eternal slate,

The legendary things that brought the beliefs of the gods to the world. The first generation of mortal sages created so many religions because they came into contact with the eternal slate, and gained the power to use magic. It might seem like a gift to people, but Gawain couldn't help but wonder if this thing had some kind of power of mind control, brainwashing, etc. In case his poor communication was directly occupied by the spirits of those gods What about the mind? Even if it doesn't occupy the mind, it's not enough to hear the gods whispering bb in the mind every three to five in the future!

"Please take this slate fragment with you," Viscount Andrew said suddenly. "Whether you want to keep it yourself, give it to the king, or give it to a church you believe in and want to befriend."

"Are you sure?" Gawain raised his eyebrows, "You should know the value of this thing, even if you dare not keep it, you can give it to the king or the church in exchange for a lot of benefits."

"I don't want to have anything to do with this thing anymore," Viscount Andrew burst out, shaking his head vigorously, "Even if I hand it over, I don't want to hand it over through my hands—and if it wasn't for you today, It's impossible for me to survive, so take this as a gift."

Gao Wen smiled but not smiled: "I really can't tell if this is a gift or a god of plague..."

But despite what he said, he did not hesitate to put away the fragments of the Eternal Slate.

This thing is indeed a ticking time bomb. It can even make a dark organization like the Doomsday Society take risks against a kingdom noble. However, this thing is also a treasure. It may contain the secrets of the gods, and it may even give Gawain a glimpse of this A trace of the truth of the world, no matter what, Gawain could not turn a blind eye to this thing.

Under the circumstance that the Society for the End of All Things has just failed once, he can confirm that no one will attack this thing for the time being, and it will take time for the news to spread. hand. During this relatively safe time, Gawain wanted to study this mysterious fragment.

His status as a "nominal legend" is also a powerful guarantee for keeping this slate fragment: although Cecil's leader is weaker, the reputation of a legendary strongman in this era is often more intimidating than that of a powerful noble leader Force, Gawain doesn't mind taking advantage of this potential.

Of course, he also took into account the hidden dangers of doing so, so if the situation is really critical, he doesn't mind handing it over to the king or the church - the knowledge of the gods is really valuable to some people, but it may not be able to translate into what he needs It is worthwhile to use such a sample in exchange for other benefits, as long as the benefits are sufficient. However, this is definitely the only option available in the most compelling circumstances.

Pittman and the two knights who went to the atrium to rescue people also returned to the chamber later.

"The power of the cultists has begun to fade from the castle, and it is not difficult to dispel the magic of those poor people," the old Druid explained why he had managed the large-scale sorcery so quickly, "Me and two The knight rescued some of the people, and then let the rescued people who were in a better condition also help to save them. In addition, by controlling the plants, it was considered that all the people buried in the ground were dug up - but those who lost their lives. There are still a lot of people, one-third of them have been saved, and among the people who are still alive, there are also many people who have suffered serious mental damage, some can recover, and some are afraid that they will be in a state of confusion forever."

"This is really a heavy loss." Gawain glanced at Viscount Andrew with some sympathy.

Andrew could only shake his head with a wry smile: "I'm afraid I have to spend a lot of money to deal with the aftermath... But I'm still alive and can always recover. Now I'm most fortunate that my two sons went to the territory a few days ago. The rent is gone, and their procrastination saves their own lives. But my little girl..."

"Your daughter is still alive," said Knight Philip, "but the poor girl was severely damaged, and is now in a state of madness. Perhaps only the gods know if she has any chance of recovery."

"It's good to live, it's good to live..." Viscount Andrew said with a complicated expression. This once elegant, confident, and proud nobleman has aged at least 20 years old this night. His current voice is exhausted except for exhaustion. There are many things that can be said to be good news, but he can't support his severely wasted body and spirit, but he still tries to raise his head and look at Gao Wen who is standing next to him, "Anyway, I would like to thank him. For your rescue, the Leslie family owes you and your knights a great debt - if there is any need, please feel free to mention it."

Obviously, he himself knew that there was something wrong with giving that hot slate fragment as a gift...

"Watching and helping each other is the rule that Charlie and I set for the Ansu nobles 700 years ago. Today, I'm just fulfilling what I said back then," Gwent said in a righteous manner, "I won't Taking advantage of this opportunity to rob. But now that we have a chance to talk, maybe we can strengthen our cooperation."

"Cooperation?" Viscount Andrew repeated the word.

"You should know that the new Cecil Territory is under construction, we are short of all kinds of materials, and most of the materials are purchased from Tanzania Town," Gao Wen laughed, "At present, what we lack most is the magic storage crystal. There are also various magic materials, and there are large-scale crystal veins in the Tanzanian mines."

Seeing that Viscount Andrew's expression was a little stiff, Gawain continued: "Don't be nervous, I have to pay for it - I only hope that in the future, I can purchase various crystal magic materials from Tanzania Town at a favorable price. Quality is required, even the most low-level magic storage crystals. We only require sufficient quantity. You don't need to worry about losing anything. You must know that our material gap is huge, and the purchase volume of New Cecil will definitely swallow you a lot. Batch crystal production, even if the price is lower, the profit you will earn will exceed the cost of transporting those crystals scattered to other territories, and then finding a market for yourself. If you agree, then I will wait for you for the specific price. Send someone to talk after you calm down a bit."

Viscount Andrew relaxed and nodded slightly while listening: He began to recognize that this was a win-win idea. Cecil Land could get a lot of cheap magic materials, while Tanzan Town didn't have to worry about the sales of crystals and could quickly raise money. To repair the castle, the aftermath of the event money.

As for how the Cecil family, who had been poor not long ago, suddenly became rich, and recently started coinage... Viscount Andrew didn't want to know at all.

Whether they discovered gold mines in the Dark Mountains, or the old ancestor 700 years ago dug up his true coffin book, that has nothing to do with him. As a frontier viscount with a flexible mind, Andrew Rice Lee has always been open-minded and can grasp the part that is really beneficial to him.

In fact, he guessed part of it correctly: Gawain did dug up the coffin book, but what he dug up was the coffin book of the entire Ansu Kingdom...

Seeing Viscount Andrew nodding, Gawain continued: "Second, the population. I hope you can help me spread the news about the refugees being accommodated in Cecil's territory. If you have refugees here and you don't want them, you can. Send it to me. In short, no matter what form of surplus population, as long as it is not a traitor, I will have it there. I will not ask for a specific number in this regard, you can do what you can. "

This time Viscount Andrew nodded even more happily: he didn't think there was any problem with sending the population to Cecil's territory. In fact, this was even a good opportunity for him to clear the "useless population" in the territory. After all, there are too many of homeless piling up in slum streets, and they produce little value.

"One more thing," Gao Wen smiled, "I hope to hire some people who can read, read, and understand mathematics, no, no, not at the level of scholars, their apprentices can - I want a group Whether such a person is a recorder or a scribe, the requirements are literacy, numeracy, and sufficient patience.”