I'm not that kind of orc

"...Your Majesty's capriciousness is really carved out of the same mold as the previous king." After a moment of silence, Mutafa said lightly, "You too."

"It's because of your good teaching." Arsena said with her hips akimbo, and a grin at him.

"There is no such thing as a worry-free monarch." Mutafa heaved a sigh of relief, and then looked at the others, "You are here too, Your Majesty the Queen of the Dragon. Nice to meet you."

"It's been a while, human." The queen still had a little impression of Mutafa, and greeted him casually. After all, Mutafa was also present in the group that went to the Dragon Kingdom, and he also defeated him with me. There was a black dragon.

Then he turned his gaze to me again.

"You're here, watermelon boy." Mutafa greeted me naturally.

"I'm Brock Bloodaxe." I couldn't help but turn black.

...What the hell is Watermelon Kid?

"It's okay, almost." Mutafa raised the corner of his mouth slightly.

"It's a lot worse, isn't this a word that doesn't match!?" I complained fiercely.

The old man is still the same as before.

Can you feel a little nervous (5)

After greetings, we asked Mutafa about the fort's defense status.

In short, it's not too different from what Catherine told us earlier.

Marshal Mutafa's original tactic was to gather a large number of reinforcements from all over Helgia and the surrounding allies while the enemy was held back by the long river, and then wait for work, or concentrate on taking the initiative to attack the enemy. Destroy the main force - This is obviously the safest and most effective plan to deal with the enemy's main force, which has the corpse of the devil as a strategic weapon and has concentrated combat power in one place.

But now the enemy's tactics of using ice demons to forcefully cross the long river have greatly advanced the confrontation between the kingdom's army and the enemy's main force. The first knight order of the fortress currently has a total strength of no more than 4.

If you come into close contact with the enemy, this force is tantamount to suicide.

Therefore, Marshal Mutafa now shifted his tactical focus to the defensive advantage of building a fortress as much as possible—he entrusted the dwarves of Beishan Kingdom to urgently strengthen the city wall fortifications, and placed various organs and dwarf artillery on the top of the wall.He also asked the paladins under his hand to engrave prayers everywhere on the city wall, asked a group of priests to pray collectively in the center of the city, and arranged a barrier of holy light covering the entire fortress.

Of course, this level can only be regarded as a drop in the bucket for the devastating strike force that the enemy has, but it is also the best plan that can be achieved with the resources at hand.

"Although saying this is not good for morale, the facts are still hard to shake... To be honest, from the old man's point of view, if there are no variables, the odds of winning are probably not more than [-]% in Duoli." Mu Tafa used a little melancholy Tone concluded, taking a deep draw on his pipe.

"Variable..." Arsena thought for a while, and then took out the key that King Filiant gave her, "Mr. Mutafa, do you know anything about this key?"

"Your Majesty actually handed over this key to you..." Mutafa showed a gratified smile, "This is the key to the mausoleum that only successive kings can hold."

"Tomb? The tomb of the previous kings?" Arsena froze for a moment.

"That's right, the royal tomb where only the king can be buried is near this fortress, in the mountain behind." Mutafa nodded.

"Father, he...does he want me to choose a geomantic treasure in it as soon as possible?" Arsena blinked her eyes twice, and looked up at Mutafa blankly, "It means that there is no hope for war, and I want my thighs to be clamped." What do you mean by keeping your head tight and waiting for death?"

"Of course not." Mutafa was obviously used to his princess's disconnection, and replied calmly, "Your Highness, you don't know that there is actually an army buried inside the royal tomb."

"Army?" Arsena's eyes widened.

"Yes, an army made up of golem puppets. At the beginning, the first king just placed sculptures of knights and soldiers in the tomb to add a sense of ritual. It was the second king, His Majesty Helekas, who proposed that the tomb be The sculpture in the royal tomb is replaced by a golem driven by magic stones to defend the tomb." Mutafa said quietly, smoking a pipe, "After that, when the kings were buried, they would replenish the magic stones in the tomb. Like. After humans and elves became an alliance, Hergia's magic technology has made great progress. By now, the combat power of this army has long exceeded the combat power required to guard the tomb—to some extent, that It can be regarded as a strategic reserve army in Helgia."

"That means we can call that army to defend the city?" Arsena finally understood.

"Yes. Due to the limitation of alchemy technology, golems cannot stay away from the alchemy circle in the royal tomb to maintain their operation, but their range of activities can still include the king's capital and Yinhui Fortress. They cannot be taken out to fight, but they can It was used to defend the city. The last time it was called was during the Abyss War. Nearly [-]% of the golem was damaged in the fierce battle, but at least the martyrs were able to defend the capital. Now it has basically been restored, and two army."

"Then what are we waiting for?" Arsena couldn't help cheering up after hearing the news, "Hurry up and mobilize that army."

"Don't be impatient, just listen to my explanation." Mutafa raised his hand to signal her to calm down, "That army can't be called casually, only the 'recognized king' can call that army."

"Admit? By whom?" Arsena was taken aback, "Isn't it enough to hold this key?"

"The key is just a token to prove the identity of the royal family." Mutafa shook his head, "Not any king can get the command of that army. It is said that in order to prevent fatuous kings from using that army, the sixth king is there There is a guard left, and the guard will test all kings who try to call that army, and only those who have passed the test will be recognized."

"Hundreds of years have passed, what guard can live so long?" Arsena asked suspiciously.

"Of course it can't be human beings. But there is no doubt that the guards exist. In the memoirs written by King Leonas himself, it is mentioned that he passed the test of the guards and obtained the command of the Tomb Guard Army. But for The guards, as well as the specific content of the test, he did not explain anything."

"Test... it sounds quite interesting." Arsena held the key tightly, as if her fighting spirit had been ignited.

"If you want to go, I'll ask someone to prepare the chariot and horses now." Mutafa said calmly.

"Since there is a test, do I have to enter the mausoleum alone?" Arsena asked.

"According to the rules, you can bring a follower." Mutafa replied, "Do you need me to choose a knight for you?"

"No need." Arsena turned her face to me naturally, "Mr. Bullock, let's get ready to go."

It's only natural to do her a little favor.

"Okay..." As soon as I responded, I suddenly felt Mutafa's gaze.

I trembled in my heart, and subconsciously glanced at him, but unexpectedly found that the other party's gaze was not as cold as I imagined, the old paladin just stared at me calmly.

But this makes people a little confused about his thoughts.

"That..." I approached him cautiously.

"It's okay, don't worry, I can tell the priority of the matter." Mutafa seemed to see what I was thinking, "I still know your strength, boy, and you have some brains, although I am not very relieved , but letting you accompany His Highness is indeed the best choice..."

Hearing what he said, I was a little relieved.

He paused, stared at the top of my head and said calmly: "...so I will keep this account and settle it later."

In the end, I still feel dissatisfied with me!

Royal Tomb Guard (1)

The situation was urgent, and upon learning that there was a reserve military force buried in the King's Tomb, we rushed to the King's Tomb immediately without stopping.

According to the etiquette of the royal family, members of the royal family can only bring at most one follower to enter the king's tomb to explore, so we temporarily left the queen in the fortress-although in terms of combat power, the queen is the strongest among us, but who of us I don't know what the so-called test is.In case it is the kind that needs to use one's brains, the queen who is not good at strategy is basically of no help.And letting her stay in the fortress can also greatly enhance the defense force of the fortress.

The King's Mausoleum was set up in the mountains behind the fortress, not too far away, and it took less than two quarters of an hour to enter the mountain in a carriage.

It is an underground mausoleum surrounded by mountains. The entrance is as magnificent as expected. The entrance is wide enough for a dozen people to stand side by side. The stairs made of high-grade stone lead directly to the underground palace. The giant statue of a heavy armored knight nearly ten meters high is at the entrance. Standing with swords on both sides.

The lighting in the mausoleum is not a bonfire, but the lighting spar lamps that are common in Saidian. They are neatly arranged on both sides of the passage, and are brightly illuminated from the entrance steps to the depths. The underground is even brighter than the outside on a cloudy day. .

There was no need for torches or lanterns at all, we just walked down from the entrance. Such a large mausoleum is not even equipped with a guard outside, probably because of the existence of the mausoleum guards underground.

"This is it." After entering the underground palace, Arsena followed the route that Mutafa had explained in advance to the appointed place.

What appeared before us was a silver-blue metal door with golden runes shining on it.The material of the door is obviously the same as the key given to Arsena by King Filiant.

The entire door panel made of fine gold is literally priceless.

Of course, after seeing some dragon queen's throne room full of rare treasures, this is not enough to deter me.

Arsena took out the key with a solemn expression, and inserted it into the keyhole on the door.

The gemstone on the key obviously stored a specific encryption formula, and the shining runes on the door were quickly extinguished accordingly.Arsena turned the key, and after a sound of interlaced gears, the door panel slowly slid towards the rock wall on the left.

Behind the door is a large hall, and there is a sculpture in the center of the hall—it looks like a human woman wearing a gorgeous crown, but the strange thing is that this woman has six arms, and each arm is holding a different weapon. arms.Not only that, but her lower body is still a coiled snake tail.

I have seen the enemy's chief alchemist, Drakeway, assemble similar alchemical creatures from human corpses and creatures from the Wild of Behemoths, but Drakeway's creations were forcibly assembled together with an obvious evil His limbs carried an indescribable sense of terror.

But this sculpture is different, the proportion of each part is just right, the six arms and the snake tail are integrated with the body, and the face is shaped gracefully, obviously by the hands of the master.The demeanor of the six holding weapons has a solemn beauty. I should also believe in the idols of a certain sect.

Arsena and I exchanged glances and walked in anyway.

As soon as the two of us stepped through the door one after another, blue flames rose from the sliding groove of the door and sealed the entrance of the hall. As Mutafa said, only two people are allowed to enter here at most.

As soon as we entered, we began to look around. According to Mutafa, there should be a guard behind this door who is responsible for testing people.

However, the two of us scanned for two full circles together, and we couldn't find anything that could move, let alone a living creature.

"There's not a single person." Arsena put her hands on her hips, "Are there really guards?"

I couldn't help but suspect that, judging from the condition of the door just now, this space should have not been opened for decades.In such an underground, food and daily life are not a small problem.What kind of guards can really live a life without seeing the sun in this kind of place for ten years?

Just when we were all full of doubts, a voice sounded out of nowhere: "It's really surprising that only 70 years have passed, and someone came to visit with a key."

It sounds like a woman's voice, with a soft timbre, but the strange echo of each sound like an organ is obviously not a sound that ordinary people can make.

We subconsciously looked at the source of the sound, and then we all froze in unison.

The voice came from that strange "sculpture". She came alive without warning, and turned her slender lower body to look at us.With her movements, the polished stone peeled off her body, revealing iron-gray skin, her eyes were shining, and her long snake tail was full of mottled colors.

"The holder of the key, the descendant of Phantomina, welcomes you to the King's Tomb." The snake-like woman with six arms greeted Arsena calmly, with no wavering expression on her face.

"What... are you?" Arsena looked at her in surprise.

"I am the caretaker here, and my name is Islinati. As you can see, I am a Naga patroller." The other party replied calmly.

"Patrolling the naga..." I recalled the biology courses I had learned in the academy, "Is it the legendary magical creation used by ancient mages to guard the treasure house?"

"That's right," the other side nodded to me.

Legend has it that some ancient mages knew how to use secret methods to create a snake-like creature to guard their treasures and study it as a lifelong effort. This snake-like creature is called Naga.

It is said that patrolling naga has an extremely long lifespan. Sometimes, when the mage as the master passed away, the country he lived in declined, and even the treasures of the guards had decayed, the naga were still tirelessly sticking to their mission.

It is not an exception for those expedition teams that target the ruins to encounter the patrolling naga entrenched in the ruins.

It's just that the ancient method of creating Naga should have been lost long ago. Why is there one in the tomb of Helgia?

As if seeing the doubts in my heart, Islinati explained to me: "I was not created by the mage here. The original me was guarding the treasure house under the order of the Creator, until the ruins where the treasure house was located were destroyed by a catastrophe. Accidental damage. Having lost my mission and source of magic power, I left the ruins and wandered on the ground. When the magic power was almost exhausted, I was captured by a king of the Fandomina royal family. After learning about my experience, the king proposed a In exchange, he gave me a new mission to guard the tomb of the royal family. In exchange, he sent a mage to build a new alchemy circle for me in the tomb and provide me with magic power. In this way, I became the guard of the tomb .”

Royal Tomb Guard (2)

That is to say, a certain former king of Helgia accidentally picked up a ready-made patrolling naga, and then hired her as the caretaker of his tomb.

I have to say it's quite an idea.

"Since you, the guard, really exist, then the test also exists?" I asked the patrol Naga in front of me to verify, "As long as you pass the test, you can call the army in the tomb?"

"Yes." Islinati nodded and said, "You came here with the keys, which means that you are just to mobilize the army in the mausoleum. May I ask if you are ready for the challenge?"

"Of course." Arsena took off the Hammer of Glory from her back vigorously, and slammed it hard on the ground.

There was only a "click" sound, and the floor tiles cracked.

"Ah..." Arsena picked up the warhammer, staring at the cracked floor tiles, stunned.

"..." Islinati was also silent.

The scene was very embarrassing.

"Blood of Fandomina, please don't damage your own ancestral grave casually." Islinati raised the finger holding the scepter to the floor tiles, cast a spell, and repaired the cracked floor tiles on the spot.