The Ring: Sell Dung Beetles in Junction

Chapter 459 Repairing the Golem
Wuming blinked his golden eyes and looked at the golden pupils of the bowl-cut guy opposite him.

These eyes of mine were given to me by Pachi.

According to Pachi, it is to cover the eyes with a film and use the golden tree prayer to attach a layer of magic. In this way, no matter whether outsiders look at themselves or they look at the outside world, they will be covered with a layer of golden light and feel the power of grace and blessing.

When Wuming puts it on and looks at the world, he feels very strange. But it is said that this is the world in the eyes of the people of the Golden Tree. It is abnormal if there is no one, that is, the faded one.

Because it is a fake, it is made to be particularly dazzling, and the golden light it contains is even more intense.

Wuming, wearing the eye mask, looked at the bowl-cut guy opposite him with eyes that were shining with blazing golden light. The more he looked, the more familiar he felt.

Under the cover of layers of golden light, a barely perceptible fine line flashed by as the pot lid shook.

Wuming caught a trace of the pattern - it was the emblem of the golden tree's prayer.

An idea immediately appeared in Wuming's mind and rushed directly to the face of the pot-covered man.

Wuming's speed exceeded everyone's imagination. He punched the pot-lid man on the head. The face deformed rapidly and two teeth fell out of the twisted mouth and splashed out.

But after just this one punch, Wuming did not continue. He stopped there and allowed himself to be held down and controlled by the soldiers and the Black Knight, looking at the Pot-Covered Man with a smile.

The pot-cut guy was hit hard by a punch. He stood up angrily, clenched the spear in his hand, and was about to stab in the direction of Wuming.

But his angry look disappeared almost the moment he saw Wuming, and was replaced by astonishment, followed by deep fear and confusion.

"How could this be, ah, how is this possible!" The guy with the bowl-cut hair immediately held his head with both hands, digging his fingers deeply into the roots of his hair, and became hysterical.

"Lord Kunlan, what's wrong with you?" The Messermo soldier was also confused by the behavior of the pot-cut man and wanted to check his injuries.

The soldiers pried open his head, trying to check the place where Wuming had just injured him, and then they saw his eyes.

The soldiers froze in their tracks and took a step back.

The bright golden light in Quinlan's eyes dimmed.

Now his eyes were dull and lifeless, revealing cloudy and bloodshot eyeballs that were originally obscured by the golden light.

"Impossible, I am the chosen one!" Flame Knight Quinlan closed his eyes tightly, "Please, please don't abandon me... Lady Marika!"

The Black Knight looked at Kunlan's changes in shock. He realized something and pointed the double-headed knife at Wuming, angrily saying:
"What have you done?!"

"I didn't do anything." Wuming pretended to look at the scenery in the distance, "I just punched him."

Wuming turned around, his eyes sincere and bright:
"Besides, what can I do? This is a blessing bestowed by the dignified Eternal Queen, Lady Marica. Can I take it away just by doing something? Is a blessing that I can take away at will really a blessing from Queen Marica?"

Looking at the speechless Black Knight, Wuming smiled:
"Unless, as I said, Queen Marika has disappeared from the border area? If she is busy with her own affairs, does that mean she has no energy to care about you?"

Wuming said in a strange tone: "Oh, don't blame me for not reminding you. Queen Malika may be facing the most difficult time in her life, and she may need your help. If you delay the important matter, prevent me from seeing Messemo, and fail to help Queen Malika, and the situation becomes irreparable, I cannot bear the blame."

Wuming twisted his body:

"Or are you just going to string me up first, not listen or see, and pretend that nothing happened?"

The Black Knight looked at the Flame Knight Kunlan who was kneeling on the ground wailing and crying. He hesitated for a moment and waved his hand:
"First find a place to lock him up. I will report to Lord Messermo."

Wuming was escorted into the city smoothly.

The Flame Knight Quinlan was still curled up in the same place praying. It seemed that without the blessing, the soldiers didn't even want to help him and just let him lie on the ground.

Wuming had his arms handcuffed and was pushed into Shadow City.

Rows and rows of brand new, tall spears were lined up on both sides of the road, with an air of solemnity and majesty.

"If I have to go to jail, I hope my cell is close to the sea and I can see the sky." Wuming said to the Messermo soldier who was escorting him, "It would be best if there were a skylight, or stone steps next to it, and rolling stones on the steps would be fine."

"Stop talking nonsense." The black knight pushed Wuming and led him into the city gate.

Take the huge elevator all the way up to the city wall.

The environment here is just like that in Ensis City, with many soldiers scattered around. Although their spirits are worse than those in Ensis City, they are generally a bit decadent, and are far less solemn than the rows of clean spears standing upright.

Passing by a room, Wuming stopped and looked at a corner of the empty room.

Seeing Wuming standing there looking at the empty space, the Black Knight pushed him again: "What are you looking at? Hurry up and leave."

"Has anyone died in this house?" Wuming asked.

The Black Knight was startled and became furious:
"Stop talking nonsense and get out of here, you idiots!"

Wuming shrugged and followed the Black Knight away.

In the room behind him, another black knight's spirit was kneeling on the ground, in great pain. A sad and painful voice continued to come from behind him:
"It's impossible. We were not abandoned... Lord Messermo is the son of Lady Marica. How could he be abandoned..."

He crossed an open square, pushed open a gate, and walked up a long flight of steps, which then led him to a large door.

In front of the gate, there stood a knight in a red cloak and a pointed mask. He was dressed a bit like Quinlan with the pot-cut hair, but his attire was obviously more formal and better looking. He was holding a big sword and guarding the gate.

The Black Knight stepped forward, talked with the Flame Knight, and then handed Wuming over to the Flame Knight.

The Flame Knight did not imprison Wuming, but turned around and pushed open the door. His voice was not aggressive, but even a little elegant:
"Next, follow me."

Wuming moved his shoulders and followed the Flame Knight onto another elevator, feeling a little uncomfortable with this sudden freedom:

"Is this really okay? They should have told you my identity. I might be a horn man. Is it really okay to keep an eye on me like this? Taking me deep into the city, aren't you afraid that I might cause trouble inside?"

"The knights are not allowed to enter the following places - they have not yet controlled the flames, so they cannot enter casually." The Flame Knight said, "As for if you want to destroy it, I can't do anything about it, so please do it."

The Flame Knight said as he made a please gesture.

The elevator reached the top at this point, and what immediately caught Wuming's eye was a huge creature that he could not see in its entirety at a glance, as seen through a small door.

Wuming forgot to speak for a moment, and subconsciously walked forward a few steps, walked through the small door, and saw the huge creature clearly.

A huge creature with horns all over its body, and it was hard to tell whether it was a deer or a sheep, was squatting on a platform in front. It was now a skeleton.

Above the beast, one can see a giant horned man hanging in the air, like a god.

Surrounding these giants are rows of bookshelves, and everywhere you look are stone tablets and scrolls covered with words.

It was completely different from the solemn atmosphere we had experienced along the way here.

Between the bookshelves, Wuming actually saw many blackened and skinny little men.

"Horned man?" Wuming was surprised.

Looking more closely, Wuming discovered that these blackened little men had no horns on their heads. They generally carried magic wands and were studying something in books.

The last time he saw this scene was at Rhea Lukalia College.

"This is a species collection library. Many of the Horned People's species that are on the verge of extinction are kept here, including your culture. Many of your customs that you have forgotten are also recorded here." The Flame Knight said, "If you want to destroy it, just destroy it."

"Why are you doing this?" Wuming looked at the majestic deer and muttered to himself, "Are hunters hanging their prey heads on the wall to show off their achievements?"

The Flame Knight was silent for a moment, then said:
"I shouldn't have said this to the Black Knight, and it's not right for you as a Horned Man either - Lord Messermo doesn't want to see your clan exterminated, and in fact, many people don't want to."

"I'm afraid the Horned Man won't accept such words." Wuming said.

"So it's not appropriate to tell you, as if we are excusing our own crimes." The Flame Knight looked at the large library, "But no matter how famous it is, this is a job that must be done. The Golden Tree is the age of life, and we should preserve the traces of these lives instead of burning them." Wuming felt that this argument sounded familiar. He observed the Flame Knight's attire, and the dark golden armor on both sides of the skirt of the front part of the armor made him look more and more familiar.

"Perfumer from the royal city?" Wuming asked.

"It's true that some Flame Knights were perfumers, but I'm just a noble of the Golden Tree." The Flame Knight said, "Have you ever seen a perfumer in the Royal City?"

"I'm from the border area." Wuming said, "Don't worry, I have no problem with you guys doing this. I'm not a horn person."

"The Black Knight told me the same thing. He said you were from the borderland," said the Flame Knight. "Whether it's true or not, I'll leave it to Lord Messermo to judge."

Wuming looked around the library: "You brought me to a place like this, there's no prison here, right?"

"We'll make a room for you." The Flame Knight led Wuming into a small dormitory and locked the door. "Please don't try to escape. That will be considered a hostile act. Although I told you to go ahead and destroy this place, if you really do, we will do our best to destroy you."

A moment later, another Fire Knight came. This Fire Knight was not wearing a greatsword, and the mask on his head was made of two loose death masks stacked together.

Wuming felt at first glance that he was not strong and could probably be taken away with just two cuts.

This is a wizard who came to ask Wuming something.

Including name and identity, and what was done.

Wuming answered truthfully and was polite to the Flame Knight:

"I thought it was Messermo who came to interrogate me."

"Everything has to be done by the master, so what are we doing serving him?" The Flame Knight said, "You said you were from the border?"

"Yes, I'm not actually a horn man." Wuming said.

"Who is the guard at the main gate of the royal city?" asked the Flame Knight.

"Two tree guards." Wuming replied.

"Where is the statue of King Gefulei in the royal city?"

"I've never seen a statue of Lao Ge." Wuming recalled.

"Indeed not, you passed." The Flame Knight said, "It seems possible that it really came from the border."

"How can I lie to you? Do you want me to tell you about the border area?" Wuming said.

"No need for that. You are going to tell Lord Messermo, right?" The Flame Knight said, "We were driven out of the Golden Tree, so we don't have much attachment to that place. Since we have sworn allegiance to Lord Messermo, wherever you are is my hometown."

"Loyal." Wuming said, "Is Messermo really worth following?"

"We are knights directly under Lord Messermo. Few knights would be unfaithful to their lord." The Flame Knight said, "This is about our oath and honor."

"Another demigod who charmed snakes didn't receive such treatment. His subordinates begged him to be killed." Wuming laughed.

The Flame Knight gave Wuming a deep look:
"It seems you know a lot about Lord Messermo."

"Don't underestimate my intelligence network." Wuming said, "Messermo is still a mama's boy, right?"

The two faces on the Flame Knight's mask looked ferocious, as if veins were popping out. He took another deep look at Wuming and said:
"Then let's talk about the damage you caused us. Don't underestimate my wisdom. You were the one who destroyed the Furnace Golem, right?"

"Ah...you can't blame me, right? I was acting in self-defense." Wuming said.

"Don't even think about seeing Lord Messermo if you don't compensate for the damage." The Flame Knight was straightforward, leaving no room for maneuver.

"Ah, you are angry because of what I just said, right?" Ring Finger Flame Knight said, "Don't be angry, I have something important to say to Messermo."

"People who have important things to do won't be as leisurely as you." The Flame Knight said lightly, "nor will they be so frivolous."

"I just want to make the atmosphere more relaxed..." Wuming looked at the Flame Knight pitifully.

The Flame Knight remained unmoved. His two dead faces stared at Wuming with cold expressions in their eyes.

"Okay, okay, I'll compensate you." Wuming gave in.

"I don't see how you can compensate me. I only found a shield and a sword on you." The Flame Knight said, "The shield is average, but the sword is pretty good. You want to compensate me with the sword?"

"The sword is definitely not an option." Wuming said, "Take good care of it. I'll come back to get it."

Wuming thought for a moment:

"I can just fix it for you guys, okay?"

"Repair? How?" The Flame Knight was dissatisfied. "We have tried to restart the furnace or refill the vortex flame, but the golem doesn't move at all."

Wuming smiled smugly: "Hehe, I didn't take away the power of the golem, so of course it's useless for you to replenish the power."

Wuming recalled the knowledge that Se Lian had learned from his research on puppets, and was full of confidence:

"Don't worry, I'll build another core for it. Get me some pyroxene crystals."

"Pyroxene crystal?" The Flame Knight said, "We are not familiar with the technology of Kalia, and we dare not let you tamper with it."

"That's easy." Wuming said, "Don't you have a Lailana in Ensis City? She's the princess of Kalia. She must be proficient in pyroxene magic. Why don't we ask her to come over and confirm it?"

Seeing Wuming was so frank, the Flame Knight said nothing more and went to prepare the pyroxene crystal for him.

An unknown hero is full of ambition:

"Give me strength, Selin!"

At the border, Se Lian sat on a chair, bare feet intertwined, sitting on a desk, one hand supporting his face, looking up at the void, his expression full of envy and fantasy:
"That's great. I also want to go to the Shadow Land. I heard there are stars there. Maybe there will be new star life."

Serui stood beside her. "Micaela is making good progress. Once the golden tree opens its seal, you will be able to go in. Now, let's finish the project at hand. Help me see if there are any omissions. Don't worry about the details. Help me see the general direction."

Seren looked at the blueprint Seren had drawn on the blackboard:

"Is it okay for you to do this? Wuming may not be happy."

"I think there is nothing wrong with my project." Serui said, "And Wuming and Patch left, and Michaela went to the royal city to negotiate. Do you know what this means?"

"what?"

"This means that the only ones with the highest authority are you and me," Serei said, "You must support me and complete this project."

"Then we can just do it secretly while they are not around," said Se Lian.

"It's just a loan, just a loan. If it works, they will naturally agree." Serei said, "I didn't betray them, I just think it can be more efficient. Your giant observatory will also benefit from it."

Se Lian glanced at the blueprint:

"I'm just a magician, but it shouldn't be a problem."

"Then give me the authorization." Serei approached Seren, both of them had stars in their eyes, "Say - authorization."

Se Lian sighed: "Authorization."

(End of this chapter)