Chapter 301 The Waning Moon Silver Wolf Tribe (Revised)
After the cleanup was completed, Aljeta returned to his true form and used dragon language magic to float twenty-seven carriages and rare ores scattered around in the air. He grabbed Verin and Kyle with his left and right claws and flew towards the camp.
"I'm exhausted."
Back at the camp, Argenta threw her things in the open space, transformed into a human form, and lay on the ground, panting.
"You are too weak." Weilin squatted next to Argenta and poked his face with his hand, with a mocking expression on his face.
"Fifteen kilometers, carrying 600 tons of stuff, with a body as small as yours, you wouldn't be able to get even a tenth of it back." Argenta tilted her head and said.
With a smile on his face, Verin turned to Kyle and said, "A silver dragon may not be able to lift 600 tons of ore, but he can definitely lift 600 tons of gold coins."
"The Lord is right." Kyle thought for a while and then nodded in agreement.
"Bah, what you said...well, it seems to make sense." Argenta sat up, thought about it carefully, and nodded in response based on her actual situation.
"Okay, let's start dividing the accounts, one-third for each person."
After hearing this, Kyle called the escort to start sorting out this batch of supplies.
Two hours later, next to the fire, Argenta stared at the list in Kyle's hand with hopeful eyes, looking forward to how much property she would get.
"The goods of the thirty carriages are basically rare ores and wood, as well as some Warcraft skins, including fifty tons of mithril orichalcum orichalcum, one hundred and twenty tons of obsidian, and fifty tons of gold. , thirty tons of black wood, one hundred and fifty tons of purple soil, fifty tons of heavy crossbars, more than three thousand warcraft skins, and some books and maps."
"Bring me the map."
Kyle saw this and handed three of the maps to Verin.
A map was spread out on the ground, filled with dense markings, all written in Dwarven language. Verin didn't know the news on it, so he looked at Algerta helplessly.
"How about we divide the account first, and when we're done, I'll translate it for you for free." Aljeta's eyes lit up, she looked at Weilin, and said impatiently.
Looking at this money-hungry dragon, Verin said to Kyle helplessly: "Okay, let's divide the things first."
"One-third of the finance, this is the value I calculated, you can choose first." Kyle handed the form to Aljeta, and at the same time handed the pen in his hand to the other party.
After a quick glance, Aljeta did not disappoint Verin and Kyle. She prioritized writing fifty tons behind the gold column, and then hesitated between mithril orichalcum orichalcum ore.
Finally, after deep thought, Argenta took out a pile of fallen scales and said flatteringly: "In exchange for this, can you give me the mithril orichalcum orichalcum ore."
"Okay." Weilin glanced at the silver dragon scales that Argenta took out. There were about two hundred of them, and then looked at the other person's longing eyes and agreed directly.
Argenta was not interested in other things. All he wanted was mithril orichalcum orichalcum ore and gold.
The first two ores can enhance your physical strength and improve your strength.
The shiny gold is my darling and delicious food.
After putting his own portion of things into the space preparation, Aljeta took the three maps from Weilin's hand and began to translate.
Seeing Argenta working hard, Verin went straight to the open space and put all the remaining materials into the space ring.
One thousand cubic meters of space is enough to store these things.
Half an hour later, Argenta yawned, handed the three maps to Verin, then fell aside and began to sleep.
Using magic to transport six hundred tons of stuff from fifteen kilometers away almost drained the magic energy out of his body. He was just holding on, just waiting to receive his own wealth.
Verin looked at Algeta who had fallen asleep and asked Kyle to carry him to the tent.
To this silver dragon, it didn't matter who was there, but if possible, it was better not to let the other person sleep in the wild.
By the light of the fire, Weilin began to look at the three maps carefully.
"As I guessed, this is a resource distribution map."
Most of the resource areas are located on the border between the Ironforge Dwarf Mountain Kingdom and the Ashmans Wasteland, with a small portion at the junction of the Ilia Kingdom and the Ashmans Wasteland.
Unfortunately, there are only general directions and no specific location.
For example, there is a small mithril mine located 600 kilometers west of the city of Kakrishi. As for where the city is located, and what the definition of west is, whether it is northwest or southwest, no one knows.
Another example is that some of the strange nouns above are obviously marked with code words, and I have no idea what they mean.
In addition, Weilin did not know the specific meanings of the various marks used on it.
It is not difficult to see that most of these resource locations are at the buffer point on the border between the Ironforge Dwarf Kingdom and the Ashman Wasteland. If you send people to investigate, it will be easy for the dwarves to detect them, and the gain will outweigh the loss.
"Food is tasteless, but it is a pity to discard it."
Verin put this vague map into the space ring and waited to see if it would be of any use in the future.
The next morning, the group continued to move forward and began to wander around this place, looking for traces of the Silver Wolf tribe.
At two o'clock in the afternoon on June 9729, 6 in the Glorious Calendar, just when Weilin was about to give up, he ran into a group of silver wolves.
The silver-white hair shimmers slightly.
Tall and strong body, with smooth body lines and strong muscles, showing an elegant and majestic posture.
This tribe of silver wolves is not large in number, only two hundred, of which half are cubs.
A seven-meter-long silver wolf stood out among the wolves. Its eyes were deep and sharp, as if it could see through people's hearts, and it stared at Weilin and his party.
Seeing this, Verin pushed Argenta and asked him to come on and start the performance.
Seeing this scene, Argenta revealed his true form, and a twelve-meter-long silver dragon appeared in front of the silver wolf.
Looking at this vigorous figure, Weilin still did not give up the idea of riding a horse, not for any other reason than to become a dragon knight.
"Respect your Excellency Silver Dragon, Gregory of the Waning Moon Silver Wolf Tribe would like to say hello to you." The huge silver wolf lowered its noble head and saluted Algerta.
The other silver wolves withdrew their fierce gazes, followed the tribal leader, and bowed their heads in salute.
"Gregory, why are you, the Silver Wolf Tribe of the Waning Moon, here?" Aljeta's majestic voice spread around, asking the leader of the Silver Wolf Tribe, Gregory, for the reason.
"We came from the misty forest. We heard that there is an Alp Island overseas. It is like a fairyland. The tribes live in harmony. Under the protection of the moon god, there are no disputes. In addition, the tribes were defeated in the war, so we came up with the idea of going here." Greg There was no hiding anything, and he answered truthfully.
