I asked you to draw what you like, but you drew the funeral of Fulilian

Etilu looked down at the old man's hand, then looked up at him and asked:

".......How many years have you been a servant in the lord's house?"

The old man thought for a moment, "About twenty years."

Etilu looked at Leernen, "Too much information."

"Is there a way to narrow it down?"

Leernen looked out the window and thought, "He witnessed the moment when the lord gave the Domination Stone Ring to Mahat sixty years ago."

Etilu took the old man's hand with both hands after hearing this.

"I understand."

Spiritual detection magic spread from Etilu's body.

After a while, she suddenly locked onto the picture in the old man's memory.

The hall was full of townspeople, in the center.

Lord Weizer, standing in place, handed the Domination Stone Ring to Mahat of the Golden Country, who was half-kneeling on the ground.

On Mahat's wrist, the Domination Stone Ring was worn on his right hand.

Lord Wei Ze said: "I command you to always obey the people of Wei Ze and their descendants."

"Never take any malicious actions against the people of Wei Ze.""

Lord Wei Ze stared at Mahat and continued to order: "If you have any malicious intentions towards the people here, you must end your life immediately."

Mahat half-knelt, his cold eyes narrowed, as if he accepted the order.

[I knock, it's different from what I imagined, this is an order for Mahat not to harm the people of Wei Ze.]

[Use the Domination Stone Ring to command one of the powerful Seven Collapse Sages, Mahat's order...]

When Etilu saw this scene, she showed a look of surprise on her face.

She let go of the old man's hand.

".......Leernen, the lord once ordered Mahat not to have any malicious intentions towards the people of Wei Ze."

"The lord just doesn't allow Mahat to take malicious actions against the people, but doesn't specify anything. "

Sweat broke out on Etilu's face, and she spoke to Leernen.

"......" Leernen looked at Etilu quietly.

[You can't have any ill will towards the people of Wei Ze...but is turning into gold an evil will?]

"Excuse me, is there any problem with this?" The old man didn't quite understand, and couldn't help asking.

"It's not a problem for ordinary people." Etilu said.

"The problem is that the other party is not human."

It's the demon clan, one of the Seven Collapse Sages, Mahat.

Knowing this, Etilu turned around and opened the door, "Leernen, let's go to the Golden Country."

"Based on the information we have, our battle may be meaningless."

"By the way." Etilu turned to look at the old man, "Answer me one last question."

"Why would the lord want to control Mahat?"

The old man thought for a while: ".......I heard that Snacks wants to obtain endless wealth through Mahat."

"I see, I know. "

Come to the outside of the barrier.

Etilu and Leernen looked at the barrier in front of them.

"The Golden Country is ahead. If you are careless, you will die." Leernen reminded.

Etilu couldn't help asking Leernen: "Don't you think it's a bit strange?"

"Well, there are too many strange places. Which one do you mean?" Leernen asked.

"For endless wealth, the lord tried to control Mahat." Etilu felt that there were many doubts about this matter.

"Do you think this is true?"

Etilu asked.

"Gold that cannot be processed can't deceive people at all."

Etilu said: "The value of gold has been recognized by the world since ancient times."

"Since ancient times, many countries have used gold to make their currency."

"Even if the country is destroyed, as long as certain means are used to process these currencies into new currencies or decorations."

"Then these things can generate new value. ”

“Gold is so valuable because it is rare and easy to process.”

Etilu held the golden apple in her hand.

“But these things are not as valuable as gold.”

“Gold that cannot be processed is like sand that looks like salt.”

[Sure enough, gold that cannot be processed is not so valuable.]

“Fakes are fakes, and they have no value at all.” Etilu thought as she looked at the apple.

“Sure enough, we haven’t understood the whole picture of this matter yet.”

Enter the Golden Country.

It’s full of golden pictures.

But what makes people feel uncomfortable is those who turned into gold.

The magician whose body was pierced by a sharp piercing.

Etilu saw the scene inside: “These are all corpses.....”

“What a bad taste.” Leernen said.

“These are the helpers I hired, and the adventurers who broke into this place together.”

The further in he went.

Etilu also saw an old couple carrying a basket of vegetables on the side of the street.

“........Etilu.” Leernen said.

“.......Of course I noticed it.”

Behind the two of them, a figure appeared.

One of the Seven Collapse Sages, Mahat, with a demon horn, wearing an honorary military uniform and half a cloak.

“It’s really a headache, both Etilu and I are good at lurking.” Leernen said.

Etilu hid behind him.

Mahat’s eyes were very cold, and he said to Leernen:

“You can save your lives if you just turn around and leave. "

These two people came into the Golden Country and could have left immediately, but they went deeper and deeper.

"It's all because of you. Now there will be two more corpses decorating here."

Leernen's eyes were always on Mahat. He said, "...You don't seem to have much motivation."

But Mahat said, "I don't like fighting with others."

"I will try my best to kill the invaders with the most cruel means, and then turn them into gold and hang them here."

[This is like the entire Golden Country is Mahat's territory, and he doesn't allow anyone to invade.]

Mahat looked at Leernen and Etilu with a very cold look.

"Most people will turn around and leave when they see these corpses."

Mahat stretched out his hand and pulled off his cloak. "In the end, the ones who disturbed the peace here were all guys like you who didn't know how to live or die. "

The cloak rustled, Mahat squatted down, and the cloak in his hand turned into a golden scimitar in an instant.

'Boom!!' Leirnen immediately used the staff, and the dark magic instantly bombarded Mahat's feet.

Bricks and tiles shattered, stirring up billowing smoke.

In the smoke, Mahat held the golden scimitar in his backhand to resist, and slowly looked at Leirnen.

Lernen stared at Mahat and slowly said: "Don't you know what's good for you?"

"What an honor."

"This is the first time I've been praised like this since I was born."