through the dark road

Chapter 705: Turns out I’m so great
"This explosion rate... is worse than Taseres's kill..."

Mo Bei searched around and found that the loot was terrible. It was almost the same as having it or not. He had a little more understanding of the rules of this world.

In a sense, the drop of loot is a bit like the world's self-protection mechanism. Although I don't know how it came about, it is a crucial part of resisting invasion.

External forces are essentially repelled, and it is probably because of this that the drops are greatly reduced.

But now he can't figure out more and more how he, an outsider, can be recognized by the law and even favored. .

By looks?

. . . .

The three men who had sneaked out to have sex returned to the small stone house in Harrogas. Although they had lost a ridiculous amount of money, they still looked happy, as if there was still an aftertaste.

"Why are you so happy?" Akali asked with a smile.

Before Mo Bei could answer, Alvin rushed to say:

"Let's go fight monsters! You don't know how exciting the battle just was! It was epic!"

Ned also smiled and said nothing, and crossed his fingers as if to show off some special skills. Looking at the expression on his face, he was quite satisfied with his driving just now.

Akali blinked slightly confused.

She also noticed the change in the inventory just now.

An epic battle, only 13 gold coins and a blue flanged mace dropped?

But looking at the tin truck with a lot of damage, she understood. It was probably Tu Yile. He pursed his lips and glanced at the three men who seemed to never grow up.

Mo Bei touched his nose embarrassedly, pulled up the bench and sat next to Akali, looked at the letter in her hand and asked:

"Who sent this?"

During his absence, several teleportation scroll tubes for communication were left to Akali to manage. They were currently wrapped in a small leather package and placed on the table.

"Igor, King's Hand of Ernstinger, asked where the light and extremely strong metal among the supplies sent this time was produced. He said that if the airship were all made of this material, the weight would be It will be reduced by about [-]%.”

Akali said and handed the letter to Mo Bei and let him read it for himself.

Mo Bei knew almost immediately what the other party was talking about. Although ordinary aluminum alloy is light, it cannot be described as extremely strong, so there is only aluminum-titanium alloy.

Sanctuary is limited by its population base and industrial level, and material research and development is relatively lagging behind. It seems that bringing so many types of alloys back this time is really a correct decision.

He had forgotten about the airship before. This aluminum-titanium alloy was indeed suitable, but this time he only brought a few dozen tons of this alloy. Adding one piece of it was not enough to build an airship, so he could only talk about it next time.

"Tell him that we can try to cast some easily replaceable parts, and we will increase the production of this metal in the future."

After hearing this, Akali took out her quill, dipped it in ink and started writing a reply.

Mo Bei felt particularly relaxed listening to the rustle of the pen tip rubbing against the paper, but he saw a flash of light from a scroll tube in the small leather bag on the table, and reached out to pull it out.

A small iron plate is hung on a leather rope on the scroll tube, depicting the image of a bald old man with a long beard, both spiritual and physical, and was created by the soul painter Perona.

Just after reading the beginning, he smiled a little:

"Why did Elder Kane go to the western border? He really can't stay idle..."

"What did he say?" Ned asked.

Mo Bei picked up the letter and read a few words, but Ned couldn't listen anymore and reached out to grab it.The nine-year compulsory college student curled his lips and thought to himself: Who makes your written sentences so difficult to pronounce? We just make it smooth, and if it doesn't rhyme, it looks uneducated. .

In his letter, Kane mentioned some recent developments in the West and his concerns.

Recently, an adventure team encountered powerful undead creatures on the northern archipelago, causing heavy casualties. After several investigations, they found traces of the remnants of the Wizarding Society again.

The world is so big, it is indeed not easy to completely eliminate a force that has existed for a long time, but this news still made everyone present feel a bit toothache.

It's endless.

However, Kane's worry is not about this, but about the problems caused by another discovery in the ruins of the ancestors.

The personnel who were encircling and suppressing the Wizarding Society discovered the ruins of a shipyard hidden in a cave on the northern island. It was suspected to be the last place where the expeditioner Lakis lived before his death. The problem is that all traces of Zakarum in the ruins have been artificially destroyed. go.

In addition to the wolf emblem, all the Zakarum markings were scratched off the rotten standard equipment found in the dusty cellar. These scratches were covered with rust and were probably made by the owner.

This discovery led Queen Tira's family to believe that their ancestor Lakis had broken with the Holy See during his lifetime, so the Holy See's subsequent appointment of Gastian to succeed the throne of Westmarch was an act of robbery.

Now, Queen Teela is asking the Gastian family to give up the power struggle and recognize the wolf clan's sole orthodox status in the Western Realm.

Gastian III rejected this request and said that if Lakis really broke with the Holy See during his lifetime, he would no longer have the legal rationality to rule the Western Border. This is the reason why his ancestors took over the Western Border, and there is no doubt about it.

Queen Tira said that a non-existent Holy See has no qualifications to propose rationality. No matter where you start, the Gastian lineage is just a greedy bear who covets the fruits of others' expansion of territory and relies on it.

In this way, the two factions once again started the so-called battle between bears and wolves. Mo Bei and the others looked at me and I looked at you, and they were even more speechless than before when they heard that another wizard would come out to cause trouble.

Moreover, Kane also expressed at the end of the letter that he hoped that Mo Bei could go to the Western Border when he had time, which made him a little embarrassed.

Based on the news he heard so far, he didn't have any favorable impressions of either party. They were both too old to fight for the throne. Didn't he see that Jie Hain was as tired as his third grandson? . .

The key is that he doesn't know how to deal with this kind of historical problem, so he can't help but complain:

"Why do you ask me to do such a stupid thing..."

"Probably because it only took you a few months to reestablish order in Caldeum, Elder Kane thinks you have the ability and experience to resolve the internal conflicts in the Western Border," Ned said.

"Moreover, you are now the highest combat power in Sanctuary..." Milor added.

When Mo Bei heard this, he felt somewhat secretly happy, and he even straightened his posture unconsciously.

If you don’t tell me this, don’t you think that you are so great?
he asked:
"What do you think about this?"

"The problem is a bit complicated..." Ned spoke first:
"Lakis ruled the Western Border as a conqueror, and Gastian was a native of the Western Border. After their two sons died in battle, they came to power with the support of the Holy See. After they It seems that outsiders have taken back the right to rule. So those who are fighting over each other now, even if there is no Holy See, they all feel that they should be the orthodox."

"Is this Queen of Pilates definitely a descendant of Lakis?"

Mo Bei thought of the group of people who called themselves Transvikan before, and wondered if this was another scam.

"Tila...Queen Tila." Akali corrected in a low voice.

"Probably...yes...no one has questioned the legitimacy of her identity for decades. If there is any doubt, the other party will definitely hold on to it," Ned said.

"Decades... turns out to be an old woman..." Mo Bei muttered and said:

"If we were younger, we might be able to help match them up, and we wouldn't have to fight as a family."

Everyone was speechless.

(End of this chapter)