Chapter 3407: Good friends

A group of ragged assailants with sharp blades surrounded a cylindrical platform.
With an order from the adventurer behind them, the murderers were silent for a few seconds, and then showed a fierce look, all raised their weapons high, and slashed and slashed at the platform.
However, a quarter of an hour passed, and the platform was not damaged in the slightest. Instead, the assailants were numb with their arms and blood came out of their mouths.
"Can't break it?" Simmons Rock frowned: "How is it possible? Those are all weapons mixed with mithril powder!"
"Try changing the Mithril weapon."
I suggest.
Simmons Locke waved his hand when he heard the words, and the officials immediately prepared to go.
After finding the weapon, it was another quarter of an hour onslaught, but there was still no way to cause any damage to the platform.
"Change the adamantine weapon!" I directly instructed the official.
The subordinate official hesitated for a while, then heed the order.
There is no fool who can do this, and can't see the relationship between me and Simmons Locke?
Besides, these secret things can be exchanged for me to participate, and I still attack and retreat with his master. I want to know that my relationship with his master is unusual.
Not long after, the adamantine weapon was in place, and another slash was performed, which finally worked, but the effect was not obvious.
"It can be cut," Simmons Rock said excitedly.
"With this level of damage, even if it is cut for another month, the objects below may not be able to see the sky."
I whispered.
"Then what to do?" Simmons Locke was also a little embarrassed.
"Change the enchanted weapon!"
"Your Majesty, this..." The subordinate officer was a bit difficult.
You know, in any country, if you want to use enchanted weapons and weapons of higher levels, only two people have the qualifications, one is the minister in charge of the military power, and the other is the king of a country.
Now that an outsider like me issues such an order, how dare he execute it without authorization?
Simmons Locke pondered for a moment, and asked me, "Really?"
"If you don't try, how do you know?"
He nodded, glanced at the official, and said, "Do as he said."
The officials looked surprised, but didn't say much, and went as they ordered.
Not long after, the enchanted weapon was taken and handed over to the murderer.
The murderers looked at the enchanted weapons in their hands, but it was rare that they did not make a rebellious move. Instead, under the orders of the adventurer, they continued to attack the cylindrical platform.
It was another fierce attack, and the traces all over the platform were more and deeper.
Simmons Locke was overjoyed. Before I could speak, he ordered: "Change magic weapon!"
After the murderers took on the magic weapon, some people finally showed their fangs, and several of them showed hideous faces, exploded with fading power, brandished magic weapons, and killed the nearest adventurer.
However, what they didn't expect was that none of these adventurers showed surprise, but rather sneered.
Then there was a massacre without suspense.
Even if they already have the power to change, even if they have magic weapons in their hands, the gap in strength is flawed, because they are facing a group of national forces, and those who supervise their work are those that have just stepped into the threshold. , And around Simmons Locke and I are a group of powerful superior national forces.
But I believe that where I haven't noticed, there must be a group of extremely powerful top national powers hidden, but because Simmons Rock hasn't fallen into an uncontrollable danger, they don't have to show up.
After the murderers who resisted were killed, the remaining murderers were much more honest. At the request of Simmons Locke, they had to release the power of fading, and then attacked the platform with magic weapons.
After a full hour, this group of people was exhausted, and the platform was finally cut out of a huge gap.
As a result, everything within the platform has reappeared.
As a monarch, Simmons Locke would naturally not break his promise, and immediately reduced the prison time of the collapsed prisoner by half of the year.
The prisoners grinned and yelled "Long live Your Majesty" weakly.
The subsequent actions also do not require Simmons Locke and me to take action. Our own national forces complete the follow-up work.
Under the constant high-intensity attacks of national forces, the platform was finally completely opened.
Subsequently, a national power took the lead with the lighting spar to go down.
About ten minutes or so, he was pulled up again holding the rope, and reported the following to Simmons Rock.
Due to the excellent sealing of the platform, many things are well preserved, but due to the sudden exposure to light, many things have begun to oxidize.
Thinking of this, I nodded and said to Simmons Locke: "I also go down and see the situation."
"Go down together" Simmons Locke said.
"But you are the lord of York City, if something happens..."
"I don't want to be resented by my grand-niece."
Simmons Rock patted me on the shoulder and smiled.
After falling to the ground, under the light of the spar, I began to look around.
It looked like it was a small combat base. Many documents and even weapons were neatly placed on the desk.
There are also dense and clear texts on the documents.
I didn't pick it up because I always felt that once I picked it up, maybe these papers would turn into dust.
"Find some custodians of cultural relics. They must be professional. It is best to separate these files one by one."
Upon hearing this, the official nodded his promise and immediately executed it.
"What is written on this?" Simmons Locke asked curiously, looking at a piece of paper full of weird words.
"The battle plan" I said: "A battle plan for a sneak attack on an enemy country, but unfortunately, the battle plan was buried before it was sent out and became a relic."
"It turned out to be just a battle plan" Simmons Rock was disappointed.
"Don't be disappointed," I said: "If we can parse out the ownership of this operational base from the document, maybe we can use these weapons."
"You mean... use these weapons?"
Simmons Locke stared at one of the weirdly-shaped but weapon-like objects, and said solemnly.
"It is possible" I said: "You also know that in ancient times, almost every country had its own weapons, and the methods of using these weapons were different, but their power was not small."
"You can bring back some weapons" Simmons Locke said suddenly: "Give it to Master Dewey and let him study it."
"Do you intend to take this to deepen your relationship with Master Dewey?" I asked with a smile.
"That's what I meant," Simmons Locke said: "After all, he is the gold master of the entire continent. Since he can't move his heart with money, he can only use technology."