517: Chapter 440 Gaven’s Winter Military Campaign Plan_3 517: Chapter 440 Gaven’s Winter Military Campaign Plan_3 Now, Lord Virginia also realized the importance of instant communication.
“These next few days, I need you to make ti to fully assist and transport these equipnt supplies to Thacel.”
“Okay, I will arrange my schedule.”
“Have General Stelina hand-pick a small team of elites and teleport to snoel in advance to start a small-scale confrontation, with the remaining Yaling Spirit Soldiers following on foot.”
“Wait a mont, once I’ve instructed Stelina, you can discuss and arrange with her after.”
“That works.”
Just as Gaven and Lord Virginia were discussing serious matters and preparing to leave, they were called over by the Gnoll Manager who was cleaning the Nightmare Serpent’s vomit, “Lord, there’s treasure, treasure – gold and silver!”
The two imdiately stopped in their tracks and looked over instinctively.
They saw three pieces of tal whose filth had been cleaned off, one glinting with golden light and the other two shimring with a silver glow, each about the size of a fist.
Lord Virginia, using a Fairy Step, flashed to the side of the three tals, not minding the residue still uncleaned on them, tried to pick up the one twinkling with golden light – but it was unexpectedly heavy, not lifting completely on the first try.
Far from being annoyed, she instead broke into an excited smile, “This isn’t gold; it’s Fine Gold.
And these two are Mithril.
Such high purity Fine Gold and Mithril is rare; the impurities must have been completely digested by the powerful stomach acid of this Gluttonous Snake.
Quickly, look around to see if there are any other ingots of this tal.”
“Lord, here’s another one…”
“And there’s one here too!”
“There are two here!”
What was originally a deeply reviled cleaning task had turned into a hunt for treasure.
By the ti the cleaning was thoroughly finished, a total of ninety-eight kilograms of Fine Gold and one hundred and sixty kilograms of Mithril had been unearthed, with a purity not boastful of one hundred percent but certainly terrifyingly high.
Gaven couldn’t help but exclaim, “Did this snake swallow a Fine Gold mine and a Mithril mine?
How co there’s so much Fine Gold Mithril in its stomach?”
“This Fine Gold Mithril might not have been ore when it entered its stomach, possibly Fine Gold or Mithril equipnt.
The other materials were already digested, only leaving behind what its stomach acid couldn’t dissolve.
Don’t forget, it wasn’t just one Man-Eating Bag it created, but over a dozen, and who knows for how many years they’ve existed or onto how many planes they’ve been released.
There’s bound to be so fools who are duped and suffer losses, not only possibly swallowing the equipnt they put in but also potentially getting swallowed themselves.” Lord Virginia boldly hypothesized.
“Indeed.” Gaven nodded in agreent, hee-heeing with a grin, “I just wonder how many of these Gluttonous Snakes there are.
If we can collect other Man-Eating Bags later, just blow them up like this every so often – it’d definitely be a shortcut to striking it rich.
Not only could you get a super strong Otherworldly Bag, but also gather so much of these rare precious tals.
Just these tals here could be enough to craft dozens of Fine Gold and Mithril weapons.
I could even replicate three to five sets of my Combat Armor.”
“But wanting to replicate your Combat Armor, just having the raw materials isn’t enough; you also need a skilled enough craftsman, at the very least a Transcendent or higher Grandmaster Blacksmith.
Even for Fine Gold and Mithril weapons, they’re not sothing an ordinary craftsman can make,” Lord Virginia threw a wet blanket on Gaven’s excitent.
“With good materials, you think we couldn’t hire good blacksmiths?” In the blink of an eye, several renowned nas of blacksmiths from Felen flashed through Gaven’s mind.
However, so were elusive, while others lived in places he had not yet been to, such as Xaya’s Grand Rift, where the largest Golden Dwarf Kingdom resided.
Even wanting to reach there through high-level teleportation spells was not an easy feat.
Hm.
How could he have forgotten about him?
Giharin.
That was the na Gaven had just thought of.
If one were to ntion just this na, many wouldn’t recognize his significance.
However, if one connected it with another na, Tesser Yama, it was common knowledge in the Northern Lands.
And he was precisely the exiled King of the Tesser Yama Kingdom, the current Clan Leader of the Iron Clan.
Although he was not known around the world for his blacksmithing skills, the forging technology of the Tesser Yama Kingdom was renowned throughout the Northern Lands, especially their Fine Gold forging technology that even the Elves of Mysterno had praised during their ti.
In Gaven’s grand plan, restoring the Dwarf Kingdom of Tesser Yama was a crucial step.
He still hadn’t found the opportunity to connect with this exiled clan of Dwarves.
This stash of Fine Gold Mithril just created that opportunity for him.
“If possible, help make so Fine Gold Alloy scale pieces; I can fashion Yaling Pure Gold Scale Armor out of them.
While they might not compare to your Combat Armor, they would work well with the Fairy Step powers of Yaling Spirit Soldiers,” suggested Lord Virginia.
The innate Fairy Step of Yaling dictated their unique requirents for Armor, which must be infused with Fairy Wilderness Power during crafting to complent their congenital abilities.
“No problem.” Gaven unhesitatingly nodded in agreent, knowing he would increasingly need Yaling Spirit Soldiers in the future, and providing them with new gear was also one of his responsibilities.
Beyond that, the two delved into in-depth discussions about the renovation of the Dragon Oak Mother Tree, the sensible allocation of their respective forces, and the military deploynts on Mystorno’s end.
They also engaged in the deepest physical and emotional exchanges, aware that they wouldn’t see each other for at least three months due to the upcoming upgrade of the Dragon Oak Mother Tree.
Additionally, with the coming sumr intensifying the influence of the Fairy Wilderness Lord, Lord Virginia beca enthusiastically passionate, exceptionally clingy, as if wanting to make up for the three months in advance.
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