Fulilian: The Little Master Who Doesn't Understand Love

Chapter 68 The Sword of Divine Authority - Org
Mountains of weapons and equipment gleamed faintly in the darkness.

The most eye-catching thing was the pile of gems emitting colorful light, each of which was in no way inferior to those that Lord and his companions found in the dragon's lair.

The lighting stones inlaid on the walls are obviously of the highest quality, and they still emit a soft light even after hundreds of years.

It's completely not on the same level as those glowing ones outside.

"I thought there would be more precious metals like gold."

Lord walked to a golden hill made of gold coins of various shapes.

He thought that the gold in the dwarf's treasure house was like that in The Hobbit, which could fill an entire room, and it would not be an exaggeration to describe it as a sea of ​​gold coins.

When Smaug was buried in the pile of gold, even the male protagonist didn't notice it at first, so you can imagine how much gold there was.

But what he saw before him really disappointed him.

"It's indeed a little less, and it obviously doesn't match the legend."

Celia also came over. As an elf who had witnessed the rise and fall of the first dwarf kingdom, she naturally knew the authenticity of the legend about the treasure house.

It can be said that for dwarves, legends are not facts, because facts are more terrifying than legends.

"Have we taken the wrong path? Or are there more than one treasure house like this?" Noen had come to his side without him noticing.

"I don't know, let's see if there are any clues."

Lord's eyes swept across the treasure house and finally landed on an inconspicuous stone platform in the corner.

There were more than a dozen heavy books neatly arranged there, and star ore was inlaid on the stone platform, emitting a faint blue light in the treasure house.

"Wait, these books are..." He walked over quickly, picked up the books but didn't open them immediately.

Because Lord was not sure what materials the books were made of.

If it were made of ordinary paper, it would have become brittle after hundreds of years of erosion and would be easily damaged.

Just like those archaeological experts, they are extremely cautious when excavating funerary artifacts, especially books and ancient paintings.

After all, except for specially treated paper, most paper is difficult to preserve for a long time.

Celie followed, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes. "This should be a magic book from another race. It's made of special materials, enough to withstand hundreds of years of time and remain immortal."

Hearing her say this, Lord felt relieved.

"These races are really stingy. Why don't they use dragon skin paper?"

Celie rolled her eyes at him. "Do you think every race can slay a dragon? Besides, there's no point in going through so much trouble just to make dragon skin paper."

The dragon's body is covered with treasures, not to mention that it also likes all kinds of shiny gems and minerals. These alone are the best rewards for the dragon slayer.

The only pity was that after they killed the dragon, they didn't take away too many gems and minerals. Most of them were left there, waiting for a lucky person.

After all, these gems and minerals are of little use in this era, and can only be used in trades with dwarves. If it were in the future, Lord might try every means to take them all away.

After hearing what Celia said, Lord hadn't spoken yet, but Norn beside him couldn't hold it back anymore.

After all, the main reason they killed the dragon was to make dragon skin paper, and the treasures they found later were just incidental.

But fortunately, no one got entangled in this.

Lord picked up a magic book, opened it to the first page, and the silvery text immediately appeared. It was a complete magic tutorial, and Lord even felt that he only needed to study it for a little longer to grasp the basics of the magic within.

But this is only because of his great talent. If Norn or Eric were to do it, it would probably take them at least several days to learn it.

"This should be the case when other races trade with dwarves, using their own magic books as payment. I didn't expect it to be so cheap for us."

Lord remembered that when he had communicated with Celia before, she had mentioned that every magic in this world was precious.

After all, except for the demons who are born with the ability to use magic, all other races learn magic through acquired knowledge.

The magic that each demon is born with is different. In other words, in theory, the demons are the race with the richest magic and the strongest talent in the world.

It's just that other races are unwilling to admit it.

Moreover, up to now, there is no example of other races being able to learn the magic of the demon race, unlike these magic books in front of us, which can be used as books to let others learn.

"Well, this saves a lot of effort."

There are at least a dozen magic books on this stone, representing more than a dozen kinds of magic that Celie has not learned.

Holding the magic book in her hands, the heavy weight made even Celie smile.

She couldn't wait to experience these magics that she had never learned.

"Look at this." Som found a book from another stone platform and handed it to Lord.

"Let me see."

Lord read the words on the book: "This is the treasury of the Dwarf Kingdom, hiding the secrets of the stars and receiving the light of the silver moon."

"Inner Treasury?" Norn came closer. "So, this is only part of the treasury?"

Lord suddenly understood: "I understand! The treasury of the Dwarf Kingdom is divided into two layers! The outer treasury stores those legendary treasures; while the real treasures are in the inner treasury, which only the king and a few dwarves can enter!"

No wonder the treasure house they entered was so small. It turned out that it contained the dwarves' most precious treasures.

This way it all makes sense.

These dwarves were quite nice. They knew to put a book in here to answer the questions of the intruders. They even recorded the treasures in the inner treasury in the book.

Although Lord felt that these dwarves were just for the convenience of statistics.

Eric rubbed his hands excitedly: "Doesn't that mean that the things here are more precious than those outside?"

Celie nodded. "Of course. No matter how much treasure is in the outer treasury, it's all useless. But here," she traced her fingertips across the pages, pointing to the contents, "stored are the most precious magical knowledge of each race."

Her voice suddenly stopped. Lord followed her gaze and saw the following words clearly written on the page:
[The divine sword, Org, was forged by hundreds of forging masters from the Dwarf Kingdom. It possesses the power to slash the true form of a god.]

[Forging Materials: Eternal Ore, Star Gold, Morphite Stone]

Wow! This thing is actually real! ?
Lord exclaimed in disbelief.

You dwarves are truly amazing! In the Age of Mythology, you actually created a holy sword capable of slaying gods.

Aren’t you afraid that the gods will be unhappy when they find out and will strike you down?

(End of this chapter)