A sneeze destroys a magical civilization

As expected, the corridors and stairs leading to the upper floor were filled with more than a dozen traps, large and small.

More than half of them are sharp spikes that suddenly appear out of thin air, and some are attacks in the form of energy.

The former was completely blocked by the strong dragon scales and failed to pose even the slightest threat.

As for the latter, they were all absorbed by the huge wings.

To put it simply, Wilmes used his strong and magic-resistant body to take all the trap damage.

Fortunately, for an adult dragon, these are only minor injuries at best, far from serious injuries or life-threatening injuries.

In addition, Zuo Si already knew clearly the emotions that the red dragon had during the battle just now.

In fact, after establishing a stable telepathy with the awakened creature, even the slightest thought that the other party has that is detrimental to him will be clearly transmitted to him immediately.

It's just that he wasn't prepared to expose it before taking actual action.

After all, whoever it is, suddenly becomes a slave controlled by others, and a strong rejection mentality will inevitably arise.

What's more, it's a red dragon that thinks very highly of itself and doesn't take other creatures seriously.

In this way, one person and one dragon barely squeezed through the gate and successfully reached the upper area of ​​the mage tower.

Glancing at the slightly monotonous furnishings around him, Wilmes immediately asked, "Which way should we go next?"

"Don't worry! Now that we're all up, let's search the room on the left first. That's where Asta stores valuables. If nothing else, there should be a lot of books recording precious knowledge. Notes, gems, magic items, and scrolls.”

Compared with ordinary apprentices who may never have the chance to come up in their lifetime, Zuo Si is quite familiar with this place.

Because he comes here almost three to five times every month.

Sometimes it’s to open a portal to the Forgotten Realm;

Sometimes it is to assist the Archmage of the Necromancer, Asta, in making something;

Sometimes, we work with him to study books obtained from another world, magic items and scrolls that have never been seen before, or knowledge dug out from the mouths and brains of captives.

In short, in the eyes of other apprentices, Zuo Si is the most favored and trusted student in Asta in the entire tower.

"You mean...there are valuable treasures here?" Red Dragon's eyes instantly lit up.

At this moment, her greed and desire for wealth defeated everything.

"Treasure? If you are referring to precious metal currencies such as gold and silver, they should be placed in the room where the portal is located, used as bait to attract people or other creatures who are greedy for money like you. I don't think there is no large space Without a container, who can take away all that heavy stuff?"

After that, Zuo Si climbed down from the dragon's back, used a creature card to summon a human soldier holding a dagger and shield, and ordered him to open the door on the left.

This is mainly done to prevent any traps on the door.

Although he didn't think Asta would waste time and energy setting up traps that were extremely troublesome to open or close in his own exclusive space.

But it’s never wrong to be careful.

Just a second later, this caution proved to be the right decision.

The moment the human soldier's hand touched the door handle, a red light suddenly flashed.

He seemed to see some kind of scary scene, and his whole body suddenly panicked and started running around uncontrollably, screaming in fear and despair.

There is no doubt that this summoned human warrior was attacked by spiritual magic.

It might be [Fear Technique], or it might be [Emotional Control].

Thankfully, the effects of this type of magic usually don't last long.

After a while, he returned to normal.

Zuo Si felt that the trap on the door was probably just to sound an alarm, so that the killed steel golems and flesh golems could rush over to deal with the intruders.

Otherwise, it can be completely replaced by negative energy rays, or even more terrifying instant death magic.

It's a pity that these loyal guards are gone now.

When you walk into the messy room, which is about less than twenty square meters, the first thing you notice is a few biscuit box-sized cloth bags piled on the table.

After opening, you can see raw uncut gemstones of various colors packed inside according to categories.

Some of the diamonds, which are often used in spellcasting and making magic items, are also ground into individually packaged powders for easy use.

"These gems are worth at least sixty-four thousand three hundred and fifty-one dante gold coins! And seven talents of silver coins!"

Red dragons are indeed born treasure collectors and masters of appraisal.

Wilmes only took one look and immediately gave an estimate with an error that was almost negligible.

Both Dante and Tallarn are legal currencies minted by Amn, the country with the most prosperous commercial activities in Faerûn.

Among them, Dante is a gold coin and Taran is a silver coin.

And these two currencies are also the currencies with the most stable currency values, the most recognized regions, and the most widely circulated currencies among the various types of precious metal currencies in the Forgotten Country.

"Not bad! It seems that you won't have to worry about running out of gems for a long time." Zuo Si stuffed the bags containing gems into his satchel one by one with satisfaction.

Although this slightly worn-looking leather satchel is not big, it is actually a magic item that can hold things far beyond its own volume.

And the person carrying it will hardly feel any weight.

Unfortunately, the space is very limited, equivalent to a large locker.

It's easy to fill it up if you're not careful.

Just when Zuo Si turned his attention elsewhere, Wilmes immediately came over and said greedily: "As for those gems, I think I have the right to ask for a share."

"No. These gems are all carefully selected and excellent spell-casting materials. It is a waste to give them to a guy like you who will only collect them and put them in the lair to mold. Only in my hands will they be used to the maximum extent. "

After saying this, Zuo Si ignored the red dragon's face that was twisted with jealousy and anger, and ordered the human soldiers to pick up the thick books and notes on the bookshelf, open them, and then hand them to him.

This is mainly done to prevent any weird magic attached to it, or it may be a dangerous item created by some evil magical creatures.

He had seen with his own eyes that an apprentice was gradually controlled by his mind after reading a book made of human skin, filled with various cruel and evil sacrificial rituals, and eventually fell into irrational madness.

In the world of magic, gaining knowledge is never safe.

The more powerful knowledge can bring, the more it means taking huge risks beyond ordinary people's imagination.

Fortunately, the books and notes on the bookshelves in this house are relatively normal.

In addition, the time was limited, so I didn’t bother to distinguish them one by one, so I simply stuffed them all into my satchel and took them away.

Finally, in the storage room on the upper floor, in addition to the previous gems, more than twenty books and notes that were not found in the public library on the middle floor.

Zuo Si found a total of two wands (one of which had thirty rounds of [Intimidation] in its memory, and the other had forty-three rounds of [Manipulate the Dead]);

A scroll of advanced magic [Calling the Dead];

Two scrolls of [Charming Humans];

A [Protective Arrow] scroll;

A scroll of [Invisibility];

A semi-finished storage ring that has not yet been completed;

A black robe blessed with many protective magics (due to age and height issues, I cannot wear it for the time being);

There are also a small amount of various messy potions.

Perhaps to outsiders, this is already quite a rich harvest.

But he knew very well that compared with the real property of the Necromancer, these things were nothing more than scraps.

Obviously, those things that are truly important and valuable have long been hidden.

It is even very possible that he was packed away by the missing Asta.

If there was enough time, Zuo Si would definitely find a way to search the tower carefully from top to bottom.

But unfortunately, the undead creatures outside that have impacted the mage tower's protection system to the point of collapse may flood in at any time.