Ash picked up the fallen golden scale and tried to put it back on the mural as it was, pretending nothing had happened before. But could the fallen scale be put back?
cannot.
Ash struggled for a while before he didn't know what to do. He turned around and looked at Sigourney who was standing by and watching, asking for help.
"Aren't you looking for treasure?" Sigourney walked to his side slowly, lowered her head to look at the scale in his hand, her long eyelashes well concealed the doubt in his eyes, but her tone was flat and boring, "Maybe this is a priceless treasure - the real dragon phosphorus?"
Ash rubbed the cool and pleasant scales with his fingertips. He really couldn't tell what material it was made of. It didn't look like metal, nor did it look like stone... It really looked like the scales of an animal. But if you say it's a dragon's scale...
He murmured in surprise: "Can I be so lucky?"
After hearing what he said, the nine points of uncertainty in Sigourney's eyes turned into only six points of uncertainty.
Who said Ash always had good luck?
He suppressed the complicated emotions surging in his heart and raised his chin: "No matter whether it is or not, put it away."
So what if it’s a real dragon scale?
It was just a dragon scale, a historical fragment left over from ancient times. It was not a real dragon appearing before our eyes.
I think that the dragons were active on this continent in ancient times, so it is normal that they left various traces everywhere. Scales, even dragon bones and dragon corpses, may still be scattered in some corner of Iluf, just quietly waiting for future generations to discover.
Ash was influenced by Sigourney's calm attitude and no longer felt the scale in his hand was mysterious. He apologized to the mural in his heart and put the golden scale away. It couldn't be put into the space bracelet for the time being, so he put it in the small bag hanging on his waist, the bag that contained the little gray egg and that he carried with him.
After packing up, he looked at the bald spot on the golden dragon's tail and whispered "I'm sorry" guiltily. Then he turned his head to look at Sigourney: "Shall we go out?"
Sigourney understood: "Are you almost hungry?"
Ash blinked and corrected him sincerely, "I'm already hungry."
Sigourney: “…” You little brat, you’re eating yourself into poverty… um.
It was a period of growth, so it was not good to be hungry. Not to mention that Ash had just lost blood and was still relatively weak. Finding a way out was secondary. The first thing to do was to ensure that Ash had food.
Sigourney: "Leave first—Huh?" He tilted his head slightly and listened carefully, "What's that sound?"
Sound? Ash also listened carefully, and sure enough, he heard the sounds of "clacking", "clanging", and "rustling". The sounds were getting louder and louder, and getting closer and closer to them, as if coming from -
He took a few steps back and his eyes fell on the mural of the dragon clan.
The sound came from behind the mural.
It's like someone was digging a hole behind the mural.
He and Sigourney exchanged glances, and neither spoke again, in order not to alert the enemy. They turned off the lights, quietly retreated to the side, and watched that direction at their leisure, waiting for the "groundhog" to break through the wall and stupidly rush in.
As Sigourney waited, she thought, if the other party was an animal, then that would be great, Ash would have a meal. If the other party was a human, that would be even better, as the food they brought might be enough for Ash to eat for a few meals. They didn't have to go back the same way, and if they were lucky, it wouldn't be impossible for them to get out of the underground - well, Ash was always lucky.
Ash thought with emotion, what Sigourney said was right, the Fire Demon Ore, which sounded so high-end, had indeed exhausted its energy and was almost the same as ordinary stone. Otherwise, how could it be dug through so easily?
While the two were pondering, there was a muffled "bang" sound below the dragon mural, followed by a "crash", and a hole appeared in the wall from the outside to the inside. The rubble collapsed and dust flew.
The dragon's tail, which had been rubbed bald by Ash just now, was now completely broken. Only half of the dragon's body was left on the mural, which looked quite desolate.
Ash: “…” is miserable.
The culprit that destroyed the dragon's tail was a small, pitch-black hoe, which was knocking left and right, expanding the hole, which soon expanded to a size that a person could pass through by bending over.
Sigourney first narrowed her eyes meaningfully, oh, it's a person. Then she pressed her forehead in confusion... That hoe, does it seem a little familiar?
After a while, the man holding the small hoe walked out of the cave.
As he walked, he muttered happily: "Hey, I finally dug to the end. Um, where is this - uh! Sigourney?"
Yes, it was someone she knew. Not only did Sigourney recognize the voice, but Ash also remembered it.
Mongolian.
It was Sigourney's friend who sold them the little gray egg at the wizard market on the night of Starfall, a black-robed wizard who was said to love traveling around the world to explore and search for secrets.
So the two gave up the plan to subdue each other secretly and walked back to the front of the mural.
As soon as Meng came out, he saw the two of them. He was so surprised that he was speechless for a moment. After a long while, he asked, "You, why are you here?"
Sigourney asked him back, "Where is this place?"
Meng subconsciously replied, "Inside the Snow Demon's Lair." He came back to his senses a little, "Hey, why don't you stay in the Brilliant King City? Why did you run so far? This little brother, are you still in school?"
"I ran into some trouble." Sigourney did not shy away from him and told him the whole story in a few words.
"What are you going to do?" Meng asked, "It seems that many people are targeting you. Do you know who they are?"
"It's just a rough guess. But..." Sigourney's eyes were cold, "Don't go back yet. Seeing that I haven't come back for a long time, naturally someone will jump out. Then I will deal with them one by one."
It's easy to say, but it's certainly not that easy to do. But Sigourney didn't worry at all.
He said, "Nance knows what's going on." The gray-robed wizard who looked good-tempered was actually not someone who was easy to deal with.
Of course, the prerequisite is that he has to get out quickly and report to Nance that he is safe.
Otherwise the old guy would probably go crazy.
A trace of disgust and helplessness appeared on his face.
Meng nodded in agreement. "The day to seize the Third Wizard Tower is approaching. All eyes are on you and Senior Nans. They are in the dark while you are in the light. This is not in your favor. It just so happens that you can take advantage of this accident to hide in the dark and complement Senior Nans. It's a good choice."
"The day to capture the third wizard tower?" Ash was eating the bread that Sigourney had helped him get from Meng. When he heard this, he couldn't help but ask.
Sigourney glanced at him. She actually didn't intend to tell Ash these complicated things, but now that she met Meng, the vague plan in her mind suddenly had a rough outline. In this plan, there was a place for Ash.
"The third wizard tower will be captured next year," he said calmly, "and a large number of wizards will come to grab Nance's position."
Ash was stunned, but not surprised. Since they were planning to seize the First Wizard Tower, then naturally someone was eyeing the location of the Third Wizard Tower. But he didn't expect it to be so close. Normally, Lord Nance and Sigourney didn't show any sense of urgency. They just lived their lives as usual without any sense of urgency.
Signe continued, "Since the Broken River Plains has been opened, wizard towers have become popular. Now, the power and resources possessed by those who control a tower are hundreds or thousands of times greater than before. Every force wants to control one more tower, so they can have the huge resources possessed by one more tower."
"In the eyes of many people, Nance can become the master of the Third Wizard Tower because of me, a vampire guard. If I die, then the Third Wizard Tower will definitely be in their pocket." Sigourney sneered, "That old man hides his incompetence all day long. He hides so much that others think he is a soft bun, and everyone wants to take a bite."
It was only then that Ash realized the root cause behind the accident with the Snow Rabbit.
He wanted to kill Sigourney, cut off Lord Nance's arm, and make Lord Nance unable to cope with the battle for the tower next year.
Sigourney knew what he was thinking and sneered, "How can it be that simple? Only one faction wants to seize the tower. I'm afraid there are also some who hate me to the core or want to put me on a test bench."
He gave the country boy a brief lesson on the evil nature of human nature.
Ash listened carefully and carefully shook Sigourney's hand again.
"I won't let them hurt you again!"
As he spoke, a bold idea came to his mind.
Meng stared at their clasped hands, an ambiguous smile appeared on his handsome face: "Oh, I didn't expect that you would fall one day."
Facing Shang Meng's teasing, Sigourney remained calm: "I'm so stingy, but I still found a partner." He asked happily, "What about you?"
Meng, who was stabbed: “…” It’s great to have a partner!
It's really amazing 〒▽〒
But I still remember what he said at the market...
This vampire really holds a grudge.
He rubbed his chest sadly, and talked about other things. He pulled Ash to ask his name, and then asked if Ash's eggs were hatched - as if he knew that Sigourney would definitely not hatch the eggs herself after buying them, and would definitely give them to someone else.
Ash shook his head and consulted Meng on how to hatch the little gray eggs.
Meng: "..." He was stunned for a moment, and finally said awkwardly, "Actually, I don't know how to hatch eggs either."
He told Ash that he had been traveling outside for many years and had picked up a lot of eggs, but he had no idea what kind of creatures the eggs came from. When the Star Falls Day came, he wanted to make some money for his living expenses, and he wondered what to sell. When he cleaned up the eggs, he found that he had accumulated so many eggs, so he might as well sell them.
It's just so careless and willful.
"I don't even remember where I picked up that egg of yours." He spread his hands.
Ash felt sorry. It seemed like he could only figure it out slowly by himself.
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