Greece brings evildoers

Chapter 499 Who is behind the scenes?

The next day, early morning.

Fragments of sunlight shone into the messy house. Lorne peeled off the limbs that were wrapped around his body like an octopus. He looked at the undried tears on Galadriel's face and the bruises on her body, and couldn't help but feel pity. He threw down a healing spell and carefully covered her with the quilt.

Since coming to Northern Europe, he has consciously avoided developing too close relationships with the goddesses here, lest he feel unbearable if he really wanted to attack the Nordic Gods.

Therefore, the desire to be vented this time has been accumulated for many years.

Although he tried to control his emotions and body, this was not something Galadriel's small body could easily bear.

It was really hard for this girl to hold on until he fainted after one round of venting.

Lorne placed a gentle kiss on that smooth forehead, then stood up and put on his clothes, opened the door, and looked to the side of the corridor:

"Next time you dare to do anything stupid, I will break all eight of your legs!"

"As commanded."

Rose put on a frightened look and nodded repeatedly, but she was muttering secretly in her heart.

So, getting permission doesn’t count?

Like, this time?

When she thought of this, Rose couldn't help but lick her lips and glanced at the male **** in front of her who exuded the aura of male hormones.

How about I give it a try while the medicine still has some residual effects? By the way, you can also educate the little princess of the light elf on the bed!

However, just when Rose had this idea in her heart, a clear coolness spread from her mind, instantly extinguishing the evil fire in her mind, and the cunning and charm in her eyes were once again replaced by purity and gentleness.

Eilistraee, you ruined my good deeds again~!

Rose was depressed and cursed, but she could only silence her consciousness obediently.

After all, she has no help from her "good daughter" now.

And as the pure and gentle breath returned to the dark elf's body, Lorne felt a little relieved:

"Galadriel is not feeling well today. Please stop running around and watch her carefully."

"Well, okay!"

Eilistraee nodded vigorously, her bright smile filled with joy.

She, the elf mistress, has not taken care of elves for many years, especially the light elves. This rare experience made her feel overflowing with maternal love that she had not seen for a long time, and she was extremely happy.

Watching Eilistraee quickly run to the kitchen to prepare breakfast for Galadriel, Lorne couldn't help but smile, and left the backyard with confidence and came to the front hall.

At this time, Belludanti was already waiting here, and there was a bronze carriage with the Chamber of Commerce logo outside the door:

"I've been to the library in Turin several times. Let me drive."

"Good work."

Lorne nodded his thanks, then leaned into the carriage and headed towards the Turin Library as the carriage drove smoothly.

On the roof, Holo was gnawing on an apple and swaying her feet, looking at the carriage that was getting further away, her eyes twinkling faintly.

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The Library of Turin is located in the heart of a hollowed-out mountain. The air here is dry and there is less moisture, which facilitates the long-term preservation of books. The architectural style is also very consistent with the sturdy and simple aesthetics pursued by the dwarves. Thousands of storage niches are carved randomly into the mountain, giving it a wild look.

However, because dwarves are not very interested in literacy and culture, the collection of books here is far less rich than the formal libraries of humans and elves. The content is mainly about forging, brewing, digging pits, and other knowledge that dwarves can easily accept or be interested in.

However, Lorne's trip was not specifically to learn about dwarf culture, but to take the opportunity to investigate the origin of the gold mines in the north and the first discoverer, so as to deduce the origin of the [Dragon Disaster] and [Dragon Disease] against the dwarves. Where did it come from.

Unfortunately, he searched around the bookshelves in the ore area and never found what he wanted.

"How about we go to the palace and ask? It involves the life and death of the seven dwarf clans. The dwarf king might be able to reveal some inside information."

Just as Belludante was making suggestions, the swinging corner of her clothes swept down a book that was only one third of the way inside.

"etc!"

Lorne looked at the big words "Summary of Rare Mineral Deposits in the North" on the cover, couldn't help but pick it up, read through it at a glance, and soon found a name that was very familiar to him.

—Fafnir!

Seeing Lorne holding the book on the ground and excitedly returning to the table to read it, Belludanti suddenly felt depressed.

Her original intention of following him was to interfere with this guy's investigation, but unexpectedly she accidentally provided him with clues.

You are obviously the goddess of fate, why do you feel that fate always favors this guy?

That's not right...

While Belludante was confused, Lorne also quickly browsed through the records about Fafnir.

A few months ago, a pair of brothers named Fafnir and Regin fled to the north and behaved sneakily.

After being arrested and examined by the guards, they confessed their crimes:

Patricide and conspiracy to seize gold.

Just like the original legend, the eldest son of the dwarf Hreidma, Ot, was murdered while he was fishing in the form of an otter. Hreidma asked the murderer to compensate him with gold that could cover the otter skin. The murderer fulfilled his promise and gave Hreidma the gift of gold. Riddhima's vast wealth.

But the old dwarf's second son, Fafnir, was greedy and together with his third son, Regin, murdered his father. They stole the treasure and fled all the way to the north.

However, while they were enjoying themselves, they were caught by the suspicious guards.

According to dwarf law, such a villain who committed the serious crime of parricide should be sentenced to death.

But they offered to exchange the treasure for their lives.

Not only do the two have a large amount of gold in their hands, they are also proficient in the family's ancestral transformation technique, which is very suitable for mining and treasure hunting. And this time they came to the north because they sensed the smell of gold veins and wanted to make another windfall.

Their thirst for gold seems insatiable.

But they are willing to use half of the treasure in exchange for their own lives, and continue to search for veins and dig gold for the Dulin family.

In the end, the presiding judge could not resist the temptation and agreed to this condition.

This is how the mighty gold rush in the north began.

And this endless greed and cover for evil eventually led to terrible consequences:

—[Dragon Disaster] and [Dragon Disease].

If the guess is correct, the three giant dragons in the Lonely Mountain should be Fafnir, Leijin, and... the inquisitor?

Lorne turned the manuscript to the end, only to find that the identity and name of the presiding judge was not mentioned at all.

What’s even more paradoxical is that according to the original fate, the person who killed the son of the dwarf Hredmar and found the [Rhinegold] should be [Loki].

But Lorne knew very well that he had never met the Hridma family, and he had no chance to commit a crime.

So, who is this murderer of the son of the dwarf Hreidmar?

Lorne used the authority of the [Chamber of Commerce] to look through relevant case files, and only saw a brief description of the murderer from the corner:

—It was an old man wearing a wide-brimmed hat, and with him was a long-legged stork.

old man…stork…

Lorne's eyes flickered, he closed the book gently and walked out of the library.

"How's it going? Did you find out?"

Belludante chased him out of the library and asked anxiously.

"No, there are no clues I want here." Lorne shook his head in denial, then raised his hand to cover the dazzling sunlight, and said casually to Belludante:

"Let's go back first. We're leaving tomorrow morning. There are some things we need to prepare in advance."

"good!"

Belludanti breathed a sigh of relief, and her face couldn't help but be filled with a touch of joy.

In order to hide her happiness, she quickly brought the carriage and drove Lorne to the Chamber of Commerce's headquarters.

The speed of the car was as steady as ever. Lorne sat in the car and rubbed his sore forehead, sighing silently.

It's best not to be what I thought...

At the same time, neither of them noticed that the golden flame ring between Belludanti's eyebrows had completed the final stroke.

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On the last day of the battle, Lorne did not choose to go out to investigate for more clues, but patiently taught Ciri.

The overall level of a team's performance sometimes does not depend on its strengths, but on its shortcomings.

Check out the 16-9 book bar and see the correct version!

As the youngest of the six people in the atrium, Xili's shortcomings are undoubtedly there.

Once caught in a fierce battle, she will inevitably hold her teammates back.

Therefore, if you want this girl to be effective on the spot, you must give her extra lessons.

Fortunately, after seeing the gods and heroic units walking around the venue, Ciri also realized her own weakness and was almost eager to learn combat skills from Lorne, a good teacher.

Because time was too short, there was no time to lay a good foundation for Ciri, so Lorne could only use her strengths and avoid weaknesses, and created a [magic] tailor-made for Ciri to match her swordsmanship and create unexpected effects.

Xili also studied very seriously, and with her extraordinary talent, she quickly mastered the essentials of this [Magic].

On the third day, the sun broke and there was no cloud in the sky.

Accompanied by the loud and powerful horn sound, the earth roared violently, waves of earth a hundred meters high rose into the sky, and scattered gravel blocked the tunnels leading to the outside world in [Gushan].

"roar…!"

At the same time, angry and violent roars came from the sky. Everyone climbed onto the city wall, looked up, and saw spots of black, green, brown, red and other colors rapidly approaching the city of Turin.

As those UFOs flapped their wings and quickly closed the distance, their iconic lizard-like bodies, snake-like vertical pupils, ferocious bat wings, as well as hard horns and scales made the dwarf warriors in Turin City tense up. :

Here we come, wyvern!

And, a lot!

Seeing hundreds of flying dragons roaring towards them, almost completely blocking the light in the sky, the dwarves' bodies suddenly shivered uncontrollably.

"Ouch~~!"

At this moment, a deep and solemn wolf howl echoed over the city of Turin. The fragrance of fruit wine and wheat ears made people feel relaxed and happy, instantly dispelling the dragon's power emanating from the dragon species.

The battle-hardened dwarf soldiers on the city wall quickly reacted, and immediately after bringing the members of the demolition team back to the city, they turned the winch with all their strength and closed the door hard.

The elven mages chanted awkward incantations to protect the entire city from the impact of the flying dragons.

At the same time, the dwarves pushed their carefully crafted bed crossbows, machine crossbows, and magic cannons to the lookout, and activated the launch. The powerful black arrows and powerful magic beams instantly swept down a large area of ​​​​the flying dragons. .

The elves were not to be outdone. Teams of elven mages chanted spells, and rows of elven archers shot secret arrows, clearing an area cleanly as well.

But although the first battle between both sides was fruitful, this damage was only a drop in the bucket for the huge number of dragons.

Fortunately, their mission is not to completely annihilate these flying dragons, but to contain and lure them from the outside.

At this moment, the five elite teams responsible for completing the great cause of slaying the dragon and destroying [Rheingold] have taken advantage of the chaos and penetrated into the heart of the Lonely Mountain.

Everything is up to them!

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At the same time, in the dark and narrow heart of Gushan Mountain, each team also faced a wave of attacks after the sudden advance.

What surprised them was that they were not only attacked by dragons, but also by a large number of ferocious humanoid monsters with green skin, tall and burly bodies, and fangs turned out.

What's even weirder is that these monsters seem to reproduce through spores. When their hair and dander fall into the soil, as long as the surrounding environment is rich in magical elements, those "seeds" will begin to grow like mushrooms. And there will be eggs growing under the mushrooms (under the ground), and inside the eggs is a new monster.

As the dragon's lair and the intersection of several major mineral veins, there is no doubt that the magic element here is abundant.

Therefore, the deeper you go into the mountain, the more the sides of the cave become filled with smooth and sticky liquid, as well as monster embryos that are maturing and rhythmic.

"What is this? It's disgusting!"

Ciri, who was opening the way in front, was slashing the green-skinned monsters that rushed up, slashing the embryos, while avoiding the green mucus sprayed around, with a look of disgust on her face.

"[Occasions], that's what the Warlock Brotherhood calls them. The cause should be that the souls of the dead who still have resentment and obsession are unwilling to enter the underworld and are forced to stay in the world. In the end, the dark power is infected, and half of them are born from the depths of the earth. Half-man and half-animal monster…”

Gandalf, who was following behind, clicked his cigarette holder, looked pitifully at the green-skinned monsters that were hacked to death along the way, and then added,

"There is also a kind of undead. They do not have entities. They gallop on the battlefield and love war and killing. They are rare underground and mostly appear on the ground. We call them [Wild Hunt]."

"Could [Nibelungen] be referring to them?" Galadriel asked with a frown.

According to Nordic legend, if the soul of the deceased cannot enter the underworld of Helheim, it will wander in Niflheim, the country of fog, and Niflheim and its residents are also called Nibelungen.

So Galadriel couldn't help but bring the two together.

"It's possible!" Gandalf nodded and glanced approvingly at the fair-hearted elf princess, "We, the Warlock Brotherhood, also believe that this dragon disaster that has swept across the entire dwarf country is not simple, so we hope that I Let’s investigate the real reason.”

"Is it possible that there is a problem in the underworld?"

Ciri looked surprised. Galadriel, Rose, Gandalf, and even Belludante didn't say it clearly, but the looks they exchanged proved that they had reached a unanimous conclusion in their hearts.

Nidhogg, the black dragon king who dominates the dragon species; the Orcs who were born from the undead of the Kingdom of Mist; revenge from the depths of the earth...

All of this points to the death goddess Hela who lives alone in Helheim.

If she was really responsible for causing trouble, the severity of this dragon disaster would be extraordinary.

Everyone looked at each other and nodded, and in unison they were extremely cautious and moved forward with a more cautious attitude.

But Lorne, who was walking at the end of the team, said nothing from the beginning to the end. He just looked at the green-skinned orcs on the ground and fell into deep thought.

This place seems less like a dragon's treasure house and more like a man-made arsenal.

What exactly do you want to do?

Lorne looked up at the sky, but everything in front of him was blocked by the dark rock wall.

(End of chapter)