Knight Lord: Start with Daily Intelligence.

Chapter 160: Majestic Dragon, Dragon's Nest Secret Treasure
The elemental giant bear was attracted away by Fandral, opening the entrance to the tunnel. Hilde and the other two finally successfully entered the depths of the emerald ring.

Along the way, they had no time to appreciate the various scenery inside this spectacular building. They only roughly saw the various murals on the road, which seemed to describe the power and majesty of an emperor dragon.

It is like a world ruler, a supreme tyrant, lazily lying on the throne of a mountain tens of thousands of meters high, accepting the submission and worship of hundreds of millions of people.

In the tunnels at the foot of the mountain were the corpses of countless dwarves and elves, and the destroyed dwarf town was burning with flames. Its evil claws were holding a dwarf princess with huge breasts, a fat butt, and a waist thicker than a bucket, and were presenting her to the evil tyrant.

As a dwarf, Dogrin didn't recognize this story. He cursed and said, "What's the point of this? A dragon would actually capture a dwarf princess? Aren't they afraid of the dwarf butchers? Our powerful butchers would chop off their heads like killing a bug."

Hildurde scowled as she advanced rapidly. After a moment, she said thoughtfully, "This mural should depict the story of the Emperor Dragon Skaladek and the dwarves of the Butcher's City."

"After the end of the Age of Dragons, this Emperor Dragon retreated underground with his vast wealth. He was first awakened by the dwarves while mining. After waking up, he effortlessly destroyed many facilities near the dwarven town of Karak Kadrin."

"Then, around -650 BC, he forcibly took the daughter of the then High King of the Dwarves, Baragore. However, in the process, the Dwarf bride tragically died."

"This event is often attributed to the former High King becoming the first Butcher King of Karak Kadrin. Later, Baragore, in his Butcher King form, pursued Skaldrak all the way to the Dragon's Lair, but he did not kill Skaldrak. He simply removed a dragon scale and inflicted a massive wound, causing the dragon to flee, and then left. Upon his return, he officially established Karak Kadrin as the Butcher City."

Dogrin muttered, "Hilde, you really have a wide range of knowledge about myths and legends. No wonder you're always holding a book when I see you."

Ashfield had no interest in dwarven history. He simply asked breathlessly, "Then why is there a mural about the Emperor Dragon in this green dragon's lair? Could this green dragon really be a little dragon princess? And most importantly, I'm so hungry I'm dizzy and exhausted. When will we get to the dragon's lair where the treasure is hidden?"

"Hold on, Ashfield, you're a halfling hero. Judging by the murals, we're already close to the core of the Green Dragon Palace. The Green Dragon needs to use the stories in the murals to showcase the dragon's majesty. The ending of the story is the most shocking, and seeing the Green Dragon at this time will make you most afraid of her. If you're too far away, the effect will gradually weaken as the distance increases. We should be... already there!"

As Hildur's voice fell, the three of them stopped walking. As the mural ended, they turned a corner in the Emerald Ring. The bright and magnificent scene before them made the three of them feel short of breath.

As soon as I turned the corner at the end of the mural, I saw an extremely tall and bright palace in front of me. The entire palace was almost submerged in huge wealth and countless gold coins!
At the end of the palace, on a throne almost completely covered in gold, lay an extremely terrifying monster. It was none other than the greatest disaster that destroyed the territory - the Wings of Deceit - the young green dragon!
Its body is much larger than that of a wyvern. A wyvern that is more than ten meters long looks like a toy in front of its body that is more than thirty meters long and as big as a mountain!
Its majestic body reveals its terrifying tail fangs that make people tremble even when it is asleep. Its body conforms to the rugged and slender characteristics of a green dragon, but this rugged body is not thin, but its bones are extremely hard. A large number of hideous bone spurs penetrate from the back of its neck and limbs, forming its indestructible body together with its dense scales!

Ashfield had previously imagined whether he could chop off the monster's head with an axe while it was sleeping, but now facing this hideous and hard monster, his whole body was shaking, he completely lost his courage, and was so scared that he couldn't breathe.

He was sure that even if the bravest Dogrin chopped down with an axe, he might not be able to cut through a single hideous bone spur protruding from the dragon, let alone its entire body which was strengthened by dragon scales and bones!
This terrifying monster was still sleeping. Its huge breathing caused the membranes on its wings to vibrate and expand. The entire room was filled with the terrifying sound of the monster's breathing.

All this shows the dragon's incomparable and terrifying strength. Once it wakes up, its claws and bone spurs as sharp as the Grim Reaper's scythe will be able to wipe out all three of them in an instant!

Under this terrifying majesty, death could strike at any moment. The three men tensed simultaneously, their heartbeats racing. They involuntarily held their breath, as if afraid that even the slightest breath would awaken the terrifying, sleeping monster. At that moment, the enraged dragon would rip the intruder to shreds.

And Dogrim's face flushed particularly red. The dwarves' greed and desire for gold were as strong as those of dragons. Now, this huge palace that never saw the sun was magnificent and bright, which was the result of a large amount of gold coins.

Although the fear of death was pressing down on its head, it could not suppress the greed in its chest. It rushed into the pile of gold coins frantically and stuffed the gold coins into its armor handful by handful.

The contents of the murals might be true! The large amount of gold coins here are dwarven oath gold, and their value is inestimable.

Among these gold coins, there are also a large number of glittering golden hammers, shields and jewelry forged by the dwarves.

He opened a gray cloth bag he was carrying and impatiently stuffed a large amount of gold coins and jewels into it.

Today he will be a qualified Dragon's Nest thief and carry away two large bags of wealth on his shoulders!
Ashfield couldn't contain his excitement upon seeing this. He quickly rushed forward, stuffing gold coins and jewels into the bag while whispering, "We should pick out some valuable items to take away! See if there are any dragon eggs or something?"

Hildurde said heroically, "Don't let your imagination run wild. She's still a young dragon, how could she possibly have dragon eggs? Hurry and take the things away. We don't have much time."

Ashfield also realized that he had asked a very stupid question. Dragons can only go into heat and become pregnant when they are at least adults and middle-aged.

But the halfling refused to give in easily and continued to ask stubbornly, "What if she brought back a batch of dragon eggs from somewhere else? Like her mother's or other dragons' eggs?"

But obviously, this kind of thing is impossible to happen, no dragon would steal the eggs of other dragons.

As the halfling chattered on, Dogrim, who was collecting treasures nearby, cheered excitedly, "Ancestors, look what treasure I found!"

It excitedly grabbed a golden wine jug from a pile of gold coins. The wine jug was very finely crafted and engraved with a string of dwarven runes.

"Bergman's Fiery Generosity! This is the legendary flagon wielded by our legendary dwarven hero, Bergman. It's said that if you pour a pot of waterfall water into it, what comes out is the famous Rapidsgate barleybeer."

Ashfield asked, "What special significance does this have besides its value to you drunken dwarves? A full mug of barley beer costs only three copper coins. Even if you drink your whole life, you won't be able to drink enough to equal the value of a dwarven oath."

Dogrin immediately glared at him and shouted, "What do you know? Can't I just pour the wine I can't finish into a barrel and seal it? I can earn tens or even hundreds of gold coins a year! This means that Emerald Valley Waterfall is the largest brewery in the Black Forest Territory."

"And this thing is worth far more than that. It's a treasure treasured by our legendary dwarves. Pour a flask of real barley beer into it, and it will produce an unparalleled effect. It is said that with just one glass, a coward will even dare to charge at a giant spider or rat troll without fear."

"This will be the soul item of an army. As long as all the soldiers drink a cup before the battle, the army will be equivalent to having all members unlock the characteristics such as [Immune to Fear] and [Fight to the Death]."

Ashfield curled his lips in disdain and said, "This thing is suitable for you dwarf rangers. Dozens of people can hide among the mountains, drink wine, and then go to the battlefield."

"The big knights spend an hour or two praying before going into battle. I'm afraid they don't have time to use this flagon."

Hild raised his eyebrows heroically, thinking that this prop was quite useful.

According to imperial tradition, on the eve of a major decisive battle, the territory would hold a grand Warrior's Night. Feasting heartily and drinking heartily on the eve of battle was a virtue for every warrior.

Amidst the roars of praise for Ulric and Violet, the soldiers gathered their courage, drank the wine, and prepared for the impending decisive battle and death.

When the atmosphere of Warrior Night reaches its climax, the soldiers will shout together: "May Ulric bless us to die in a worthy place." "May Redma bless us to die with honor."

Of course, there were also devout prayers from Violet's followers: "May Her Majesty Violet bless us with great victory and a glorious return."

Therefore, Bergman's fiery generosity has a lot of effects on the territory. At least it can make the territory's Warrior Night particularly successful and enthusiastic.

Douglin didn't think too much about it. He was irritated by Ashfield's pretentiousness and shouted, "So what treasure did you find? What qualifications do you have to laugh at me?"

Ashfield naturally also found extremely valuable items in the Dragon's Nest Treasury, so he had the confidence to look down on the dwarves with contempt.

Hearing Doglin's doubt, he immediately raised a white spiral seed from his hand. It emitted a faint silver light and its surface was covered with strange textures.

"Look what I found? A moon-crowned tree! During the day, it's just a trunk and branches, but after sunset, the white tree bursts with blossoms, filling the night with fragrance and aroma."

Douglin was a little confused and asked, "What's the value of this? Isn't it just an ornamental plant? Dwarves don't like such fancy things. They are not practical at all."

Ashfield immediately said, "Of course, it's more than that. The Moon Crown Tree is a symbol of the territory's strength. Once planted, it will grow instantly, representing the territory's royal power and the country's prosperity. As long as the Moon Crown Tree exists, the territory will continue to prosper. If the Moon Crown Tree dies, the country will decline."

"Furthermore, this symbolizes human purity and incorruption. A weapon tempered with water soaked in the flowers of the Mooncrown tree will impart a powerful enchantment. Whenever a demon appears nearby, a sacred golden light will emerge from the weapon."

"At this time, the weapon will be able to cut through iron like mud, easily cutting through the demon's sword and piercing the demon's armor."

"By then, every tempered weapon will be a knight's heirloom. Countless demons will die at the hands of this weapon."

The anger on Doglin's face finally disappeared and he smiled happily.

After they return from the Dragon's Nest, they will start a war against the demons. With this enchanted rune sword, it is simply a special attack weapon against demons, and the winning rate will be greatly improved.

However, after seeing Hildurd, Doglin became anxious again and asked, "Hldurd, it's already so late, why are you still flipping through some tattered books? You have to take the most valuable things!"

Hild immediately put all the books in the treasury, including "Violet, the Goddess of War", "Goddess Strategy" and "War Book", into her bag.

She did not explain the value of these books. How could there be ordinary items in the dragon's collection?
This was a book filled with divine brilliance from the Cult of the Fiery Sun Goddess. After only flipping through the preface and introduction, she felt as if she had been divinely inspired. Her strength improved, and she directly broke through to the rank of mid-level elite knight.

She felt that these books were simply divine tools for cultivating a Chosen Knight. If a knight could carefully read these books several times and fully grasp and absorb their contents, then the divine power of the books alone could cultivate a knight into a Chosen Knight, the Chosen Knight of the Goddess of the Fiery Sun!
Violet had a strong premonition that she might have a chance to surpass Commander Orstein and become the first God-Chosen Knight in the territory!
Then Hirud packed some more treasures and weapons into the bag and said to the dwarf and halfling, "Let's stop collecting here. There are too many treasures here, we can't possibly pack them all. I've already packed more than a dozen perfect-quality items. We should retreat in time. If we leave too late, we might never get out."

This is exactly why Su Li chose Xilude as the captain of this team. She is not only heroic, but also always wise and calm. Even when faced with such huge wealth, she can control her thoughts steadily and make the most correct decision.

However, the dwarves' greed for gold made it impossible for Dogrim to suppress his extreme desire and anxiety. Upon hearing this, he didn't even bother to wake the dragon and immediately shouted excitedly, "We've only just begun! Why are we leaving? No, no! I won't leave until my bag is packed to the limit! Besides, we haven't found the dragon's most precious treasure yet. Doesn't it have a priceless gem?"

At this moment, not to mention the greedy dwarves, even the halfling Ashfield couldn't control his greed and said quickly, "That's right! That's right! The dragon's wealth is said to be as rich as a country. Its most precious treasures may have been rolled up by its tongue and hidden in its stomach. We must search carefully."

Hildurde said calmly, "No! We must leave immediately. The giant elemental bear may return at any time to block the gap. By then, no matter how much wealth we have, we won't be able to escape. Instead, our vibranium armor and rune sword will be left here forever, becoming part of the dragon's wealth."

But her resolute attitude was powerless to change the stubborn dwarf. At this moment, the dwarf's stubborn racial talent erupted, and he insisted, "Let's search for a little while longer. I'll climb up the dragon and take a look."

Greed made the dwarf no longer care about offending the dragon's dignity, and even ignored the risk of waking the dragon up.

He struggled to climb over the pile of gold coins and approached the dragon step by step. The rustling sound of the gold coins was particularly harsh in this empty nest.

Hildurde immediately stopped him, saying, "Are you crazy? Come down quickly! If we awaken this dragon, we will all die, and our territory will be destroyed!"

As Hildur's low voice fell, Dogrin's body suddenly froze.

Just when Hildurd thought his persuasion had worked, Dogrin's entire body began to tremble with excitement. He pointed at a string of glittering golden jewels atop the dragon's head and said excitedly, "Did you see that? That string of jewels atop the dragon's head is the ancient relic that all of us dwarves are searching for. It's one of the relics we lost during the Age of Mourning: the Kadrin Redbeard Comb!"

Hearing the dwarf's excited voice, Hildreth and Ashfield both widened their eyes and looked in the direction the dwarf said.

Sure enough, I saw a glittering golden comb hanging under a glittering necklace.

The ancient relic of the dwarves, which is also the glorious holy relic in the human sense!

Since the dwarves believe in the ancestor god Granni, their gods are also one of their own in the mortal world.

In the distant golden age of the dwarves, the ancestor god Granni gathered a large number of skilled craftsmen from the dwarven kingdom and created a large number of sacred treasures for the dwarves.

These powerful sacred treasures endowed the dwarves with all sorts of magical and incredible abilities, making the dwarven kingdom of that era powerful and glorious. Dwarven castles were scattered across the mountains across the continent.

But after the War of the Longbeard, the dwarves entered a long age of mourning. They suffered heavy losses in thousands of years of war, and their population plummeted. The various dwarf kingdoms were invaded by greenskins, goblins, and ratmen. A large number of dwarf fortresses and mountains fell, and countless ancient relics disappeared.

As a result, a large number of dwarven legends have made it their mission to recover the fallen dwarven kingdom and retrieve the dwarven ancient relics.

This not only concerns the honor of the dwarves, but also the future of their entire race! When their kingdom fell, the dwarves buried a vast treasure deep beneath the earth. If they can recover these ancient relics and reclaim the dwarven kingdoms occupied by greenskins and ratmen, relying on the vast wealth buried underground for millennia, the dwarves may well regain their glory.

(End of this chapter)