ushernet Chapter 245 Harvest
Chapter 245 Harvest
Runeforge Camp; drafting room.The two bronze doors were wide open and the bodies of two witcher-knights were spread before them.
Heat still emanated from where the lock had been as red-white iron liquid slowly dripped down.
This was an old storeroom. Disorganized piles of parchment sat on the stone platform in the middle. Some of them were spread wide open, others not so much. There were even emptied ink bottles and used quill pens scattered across the platform.
Several ancient wooden stands along the stone walls took up the rest of the drafting room. Many wooden chests, parchments, and gray sacks were stacked on them.
When Flower hesitatingly walked into the room, Leon had already begun to inspect the items on the stands. It was clear that Leon had an oddly sharp eye for item identification. He was able to figure out the value of any object in a matter of seconds.
The common or worthless objects were put back onto the stands while the expensive and valuable items vanished in the blink of an eye.
"Spatial storage equipment!" Mage Flower couldn't help but gasp in envy.
A spellcaster with space affinity had appeared for a short period of time within the knights' plane. He had made his name by crafting spatial storage equipment. Sadly, even a genius like that had died a painful death under the witcher-knights' butcher knife.
The few spatial storage items scattered across the knights' plane had all come from his hand, but not only were they few in number, they were often in the hands of a select few powerful individuals. A First Grade spellcaster like herself had only heard rumors of them, but had never seen one with her own eyes.
Leon turned around and saw the female caster taking out a large sack. It seemed she was about to use the most inefficient method and physically lug all of the loot out with her. He couldn't help but shake his head and sigh. Even though they were both casters, their situations were so different simply because of the worlds they had been born in.
Leon removed a storage waist-pack from his belt and casually threw it over to Flower. There wasn't much storage space within the pack, but it was more than enough to carry a bunch of simple casting materials.
Leon ignored her joyful and excited toying with the pack and drew his attention back to the massive pile of scrolls and drawings.
Almost all of the runic knowledge, life source knowledge, and theories about this plane's system of operation, gathered throughout the thousand-year history of the kingdom, had been stored here. The treasury of the palace high above them was likely home to more materialistic and valuable objects such as antiques, treasures, or unique items.
Leon's storage belt had limited space and there was no way he could bring everything here with him. He needed to do some filtering and selection!
Leon randomly picked up an ancient scroll and swept through its contents. Most of it was crude guesses and assumptions about the source of life... useless stuff. Next!
He picked up another scroll. This one was full of elementary and basic rune drawings... useless. Next!
He lifted a volume of books this time. Hundreds of arrangement methods for different runes were listed within it in great detail. It wasn't very useful but it could still serve for comparison and reference against the runic knowledge of the World of Mages, so there was still some re
In comparison, the normally rare materials like Mithril, Underground Wrought Gold, magic agates, arcane crystals, and Khorium ores didn't even make Leon feel even a little excited.
Yet, just as Leon and the others happily examined their newly gained treasures, a deafening boom rang out from the passage in the distance. The next moment the entire Runeforge Camp shook slightly.
The enemy was breaking through the collapsed tunnel at the entrance!
Leon instantly understood the source of the commotion.
It was time to retreat!
The better his harvest here, the more cautious Leon became. Moreover, the main attraction– the drafts of the runic equipment, the rare rune illustrations, the explanation of runic energies, and the guide to utilizing runic energies were all in his possession now. The remaining items scattered about were no longer as important.
Leon gave Flower a heads-up and quickly walked out of the drafting room. When he reached the central hall once again, the loud booming sounds in the distance had gotten a lot closer.
Just then, the guy called Cobalt showed up, already transformed into a muscular and massive three-meter-tall barbaric giant. All of the items that he was lugging behind his shoulders, holding in his hands, and carrying around his waist were gleaming runic equipment. Leon even saw three complete sets of Second Grade radiant knight armor among them. Most of the other items were also standard First Grade spellbreaker knight gear.
Leon was excited to see this equipment. He casually threw an Mages' waist storage pack at Cobalt. Following the Mage's principle of fair trade and exceptionally good oratorical skills, Leon easily managed to exchange a set of Second Grade radiant knight armor and runic weapons with Cobalt.
Mage Cobalt was naturally happy to accept such an unexpectedly good trade!
Soon the three gathered together and quickly hurried to the back of the camp with all of their spoils.
Just as they reached the cave behind the mountains, the entrance of the camp was finally broken through by three radiant knights.
The impact of their ferocious strength sent crumbling rocks flying everywhere, smashing craters all over the stone passage. A tall and radiant silhouette walked out of the dust and debris, intimidatingly assessing everything before his eyes.
Rocks were still falling hazardously behind him in the narrow passage.
One after another, lithe forms moved through the passage and quickly ran towards every location in Runeforge Camp.
"Find those damned invaders! I want to slice them into a thousand pieces... " The radiant knight's angered shout rang throughout the camp.
Leon felt the massive commotion echoing through the underground tunnel. He grabbed the shoulders of his two 'companions' and the three disappeared in a massive fire pillar.
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