Lord Savak was grateful for Snorri's help. There is no doubt that these help directly alleviated the most immediate difficulties of Karak-Azgraz, and also pointed out the direction for Lord Savak's future rule.
"Dear Goddess Chosen, it's not enough for me to express my gratitude in words for your generous help! You are from the Eternal Peak, and I don't know what you can see in this desolate land, otherwise you Just go to my treasure house and pick one for yourself!" Lord Savak decisively gave his reward.
"Hahaha, you don't have to be so polite. This is a matter of mutual benefit! We sons of the mountains should help each other!" Snorri refused immediately.
After two more pulls, Snorri nodded in agreement under Lord Savak's kindness. In Snorri's perception, there may indeed not be many rare things in Dauntless Castle.
The truly high-quality equipment here may already be owned by Lord Savak himself and various senior officials, and the treasure house may only contain some strategic reserves that are slightly above average. What's more, the initiative of choice is in Snorri's hands. Once you get in, you can move forward and retreat freely no matter what you choose.
Seeing that Snorri agreed, Lord Savak didn't waste any words. The two of them quickly destroyed the remaining food and got up to go to the lower level of the castle.
Along the way, Snorri noticed that the joy of victory and the arrival of the caravan had injected some vitality into the city, and the small town was quite crowded.
Soon, the group arrived at the entrance to the treasure house of Fort Fearless. The door was guarded by a small group of mixed Hammer Guards and Iron-Smashing Warriors.
Lord Savak stepped forward and explained his purpose. After hearing this, some of the gatekeepers immediately bowed their heads and retreated to the side, while others had to wait for the young lord to talk a lot before letting him go.
Such a situation in front of the Goddess's Chosen made Lord Savak's face heat up, and it also gave Snorri a very direct understanding of the instability of this rule. It looks like the young man still has a long way to go.
Lord Savak opened the door and motioned for Snorri to enter himself, which was undoubtedly a sign of trust. Snorri was not too polite and stepped into the warehouse door engraved with protective runes.
Although he had expected it, Snorri couldn't help but frowned when he saw the collection of Fearless Castle. In his opinion, the value and quality of the things inside were even higher than the ones he had entered during the assessment of the Rune Blacksmith Guild. The raw material warehouse is not as good as it is.
You know, that room at that time was not the real treasure house of the Rune Blacksmith Guild, it was just a raw material storage room!
The things placed here can be seen to the end at a glance. First of all, there are some meteorite equipment engraved with ordinary runes. They can be regarded as treasures of rare quality. In the dwarves' combat order, they are only at the level of the Eternal Hammer Guards. The elite equipped them.
But that's all. Snorri didn't see any exquisite weapons engraved with master-level runes. As for the more precious legendary equipment, there's no need to mention them.
The other aspects are just some local rare ores, furs and other raw materials, some well-made jewelry and handicrafts, and bags of gold coins and pledge gold.
Snorri looked around with no interest. After all, he was from a noble family, and these things were not in his eyes. To be honest, the combined value of the combat boots on his feet, the ring and the war hammer on his hand is almost as much as this house of odds and ends.
He began to think about whether to get a decent piece of plate armor as a transition, or simply take a bag of pledge gold to fill his wallet, which had shrunk a lot due to the massive distribution of war bonuses.
At this time, he saw several glove boxes in the corner, which usually contained things that he didn't know what they were for, but they might be useful. With the dwarves' love for wealth, they will not give up any potential wealth unless it cannot be piled up.
"Let's look through it for now! It's a great experience!" Snorri shook his head and walked to the box. Just as he was using both hands to brush off the dust that had fallen on the lid of the box because no one had opened it for a long time, a prompt popped up from the system.
"Spur gear detected!"
Snorri's heart skipped a beat. Well, the second artifact fragment has appeared. It seems that this trip is really worth it!
Snorri regained his energy and quickly rummaged through the pile of debris in the box. Soon, he got a heavy gear made of an unknown substance with some traces of rust.
"Congratulations to the host for purchasing the spur gear!"
Hearing this prompt, Snorri knew he had found the right one.
The Spur Gear is one of two fragments of Morgrim's War Gear found in the Synthetic Artifact Vault. According to legend, under the guidance of the engineer god Morgrim, the ancestors built the original war machines - ballistae, hate trebuchets and crossbows - from gears one by one.
Gears can transmit power, change the speed and direction of motion, have high transmission efficiency, large transmission ratios, and have a long working life.
Relying on the initial war machines, the dwarves completed their expansion. Groups of powerful enemies were killed or expelled, and mountain fortresses were successfully built. They are still used today by many fortresses that respect tradition.
The production standards of dwarf gears were determined by Mogrim with this set of artifacts. As they lost contact with their ancestors and gods, the production standards of different fortresses gradually differed, which also led to a decline in product performance.
If Snorri finds another pentagonal gear and reforges this set of artifacts, he will be able to perform a unique Morgrim ritual, standardize production processes, and greatly increase the range of ballistae, crossbows, and trebuchets. , power, ammunition capacity, and reduced reload time.
When Snorri walked out of the treasure house door carrying such an inconspicuous gear, he saw several long-bearded dwarves with beards dragging to the ground drinking Lord Savak and arguing about something.
When they saw Snorri walking out of the door, most people shut their mouths, except for an old guy who jumped out.
"Let me see what this foreign mustache has defrauded from Karak-Azgraz?" he shouted to Snorri rather disrespectfully.
When Snorri showed them the spur gear openly, these guys were all stunned.
"This, this is?" The old dwarf in front of him was stunned. He didn't even know there was such a thing in the treasure house.
Snorri would not explain the magical function of this gear to them. He would just keep a faint smile and look at these "countryside" dwarves with a trace of disdain!
After a brief look at each other, the faces of the tribesmen in front of them turned red, and they became increasingly embarrassed. Snorri's smile and the gear in his hand seemed like a loud slap in the face.
Thanks to Wild Gorilla for the reward, Yinghua Yeyu monthly ticket
