The witch thought I am a Demon God

Hearing about the treasure, everyone came to the river.

They looked at the bottom of the river in the direction pointed by the old witch, and found a square shadow in the middle of the river. This shadow had obvious artificial traces.

Because it's too square.

It is definitely not corroded by water flow.

Black Wolf became excited. "Ogres have the habit of accumulating treasures. When I saw there was nothing in the cave before, I thought it was because they had just moved here."

"It turns out they hid the treasure under the underground river."

Suddenly he realized that it was very difficult to retrieve treasures in the fast-flowing underground river.

And there are so many of them now, how should they distribute the treasures?

Ivita saw that everyone suddenly stopped talking.

He hadn't thought about what was happening at first, he just thought that he was going to get rich and would have money to recruit troops. Then after noticing the strange tranquility, he realized it instantly.

Now is the testing time.

Whether a team is a team does not depend on how much force the team has, but whether the team can share wealth and bear responsibilities together.

Now, face the ogre's treasure.

This is the time to test the team formed by Ivita.

How to distribute benefits is a top priority that every lord must learn.

Because if the division is not done well, even if the person doesn't say it at the time, he will definitely be resentful.

Something will happen after a long time.

Seeing that everyone was actively waiting for her to speak, Ivita said: "Everyone who meets has a share. We are all a team."

"The treasures must be divided together."

Blanton came over sheepishly at this time and said, "Your Highness, I'm sorry. I didn't come in handy in this battle at all."

"So I won't share the wealth that belongs to you."

"And I'd appreciate it if you guys could help me."

"Now I just want to find my sister."

After that, he squatted aside and started looking for bones on the ground.

Hei Lang said before that most of the bones on the ground were the bones of livestock, and a few were bones of adults, but he did not check carefully after all.

Blanton was afraid of seeing his sister's bones, but he was even more afraid that if his sister really turned into a pile of bones, he would miss it and not be able to take her home.

Rayleigh also said: "Master, I don't need you to allocate wealth to me."

"Because all my heart and soul belong to you."

Rayleigh quit consciously because he had barely exerted any strength in the battle just now.

Only the old witch and the black wolf were left.

Black Wolf said to Ivita: "Your Highness, I only want 10% of the treasure."

This makes sense.

As a mercenary, he was entitled to the spoils of war.

Ivita understood that in the wars of this era, the lords themselves shouldered the responsibility of distributing the spoils to their vassals.

The old witch opened her mouth. She instinctively wanted to say that she wanted 80%. This was her habit.

Then, she immediately realized that Ivita was her demonic majesty.

Then, she glanced at the black wolf and had no choice but to suppress the greed in her heart. "Your Majesty, I only want 10% of the treasure."

Ivita nodded.

This is also very reasonable.

Because the old witch is not her vassal, nor her mercenary, she... doesn't know what she is.

Anyway, just follow yourself.

She also contributed a lot before, so she must be divided a little bit.

The old witch said: "Black Wolf, go and cut off the fingers of those ogre priests."

"The fingers of those ogres contain the souls of the warriors they killed. With a little simple processing, they can be used as props to summon disposable undead."

"The more outstanding qualities among them may be used as materials for studying spiritual mirror divination."

Ivita suddenly thought, yes, the spirit mirror divination requires wronged souls of outstanding quality.

No, we just have the materials now.

The old witch said: "I will go to the bottom of the water to carry the treasure."

Black Wolf looked at her a little doubtfully.

"Don't look at me like that." The old witch said angrily: "Do you think I want to be greedy? No, it's because I am the only one here who can breathe underwater at will. Even if I stay in the water for a whole day, I won't Will die."

Black Wolf shrugged.

After the division of labor was completed, the old witch began to lift the ogres' treasures from the water.

And Ivita also tried her best to help Bran dig up the bones in the land.

As time passed, Blanton became increasingly agitated. "No."

"Nothing."

"There are no bones of the little girl here at all. Is it true that my sister is not here? But how is this possible?"

"Where the hell is my sister?"

Black Wolf put five ogre fingers harboring wronged souls into the cloth bag. "The people who feed the ogres specially select the refugees to feed to the ogres."

"So there definitely won't be the remains of the little girl."

"Refugees can do anything. They won't carry a little girl around. On the road, they would have sold or... eaten..."

Ivita warned Black Wolf with her eyes to prevent him from irritating Branton.

Branton shook his head and thanked Ivita: "Thank you, Your Highness."

"But don't worry about my mood. My sister must still be alive. If she's not here, she must be somewhere else."

At this time, the old witch climbed out of the underground river. She threw three rusty iron boxes on the ground.

Suddenly, the contents of the three iron boxes spilled out.

The first iron box contained some unknown currency, but Iveta could recognize it. It was silver coins and some gold coins, but it didn't seem to be shillings and gold pounds.

Ivita happened to be studying magic and needed a lot of money. This pile of money was really a sleepy pillow.

What spilled out of the second iron box was a pile of swords. Most of the swords were already rusty, but there were still a few lying among the piles of rust, emitting a faint glimmer.

What fell out of the third iron box turned out to be a thick book.

The cover was filled with drawing-like lines, and all the lines were connected. I didn’t know what they meant.

The old witch ignored the gold coins and weapons and picked up the book, feeling slightly surprised. "This is... an ancient classic written in Epirus script, and there is magic on it to protect this book. It's such an ancient magical power, I don't even know which era and which school it came from."

The old witch said: "Your Majesty, I only need this book."

Ivita asked curiously: "Can you understand the writing on this?"

The old witch nodded and opened the book. "Well, it says on the first page - In order to let the descendants always win, I recorded in this book the story of how we defeated the ogres and the children of the forest here. It contains the knowledge that will allow mankind to always win. , I hope future generations can see it.”

The old witch raised her head and suddenly looked behind Ivita with an ugly expression.

At some point, there was a woman squatting on the ground behind Ivita. The woman looked down at the stone wall, her hair disheveled, and she felt a sense of terror.