This news cannot be disseminated.

A secret that only Kant himself knows, if he does not have enough strength, he will rot in his stomach.

Although he knew that if this news was released, it would cause a huge wave in the Lion Principality and even other human kingdoms, which was enough to easily wash away the ridicule that Teacher Hank was currently subjected to.

Kant still made this decision.

He won't tell anyone.

Not to mention that he knew the evidence that he had found the Lost City.

It will not let this gold disc with the sun holy pattern reappear in the eyes of the world.

Guilty of guilt.

This is the simplest, most obvious, and most direct reason.

Even if Kant would have gained wide popularity because of the discovery of the golden disc and the evidence that the Lost City had really existed in this desert, he could even go to the academy and become a glorious and decent professor and senior scholar in high society no less than an aristocracy.

But he still wouldn't say it.

All this assumes that Kant can live.

Because he understands.

Some of the nobles of the Lion Principality did not like him, and even hated him.

Especially above Kant's head, the eldest brother who is not a few years older than him, the eldest son of Duke Cameron, can inherit the first heir of the Duchy in the future, but he does not want to be happy to live in the Duchy of Lion.

Leave the scope of rights.

Banishing to the barren and dangerous Naren Desert is the bottom line they can accept.

So Kant understood.

Now he's found the Lost City, found evidence of the existence of the legendary Golden City, and maybe even the real Lost City, a city made of gold that only needs the blood of the gods to live in.

It undoubtedly touched the interests of everyone within the Lion Principality.

Those greedy, cunning, and bottomless nobles will organize the troops in their territory in the fastest time.

Capture the Sentry Oasis in the most direct way.

And Kant, the Baron of the Naren Desert, who currently has only 41 Swadian heavy cavalry and 46 Swadian light infantry as the main force, the master of the sentry oasis, will die in the unknown.

After a hypocritical and snickering mourning, it was once again in the hands of the nobles.

The Lost City, the immeasurable gold, is a treasure that no one can resist.

It can turn the calmest person into the craziest madman.

Greed is the most terrible.

[Yes/No to give the item to the system to absorb?] 】

retina, the dialog box flashes again.

Kant reacted and nodded without hesitation: "Yes, absorption." ”

In the eyes, the data stream appeared.

The entire golden disc was directly wrapped in the data stream, and with a slight shaking, within a few minutes, this golden disc was absorbed by the entire system like the previous gem and two pages of papyrus, and completely disappeared into this world.

Only in this way will Kant be reassured.

The system solved his confidant's big problem, which made Kant breathe a sigh of relief.

"Lord Kant, you don't seem to have a good complexion."

Fatis walked in the distance, saw Kant's slightly pale and dignified face, and thoughtfully asked, "Do you need to drink some water?" I heard that a well was found here. ”

"I'm fine." Kant's complexion returned to calm.

Seeing that Kant didn't say much, Fatis didn't ask much, but just looked at the well that was blackened by the fire, and said with some surprise: "This is the well?" It can supply 2,000 jackals with daily drinking water, and it seems that the water storage is definitely not low. ”

"Lord Fatis, this well is seven or eight meters deep, but the water in the well is less than two meters."

The light infantry who had gone down the well before was drying their wet clothes, and at the same time reported: "When I went down, I found that there was a water hole that was bubbling with bubbles, and it is estimated that there is definitely an underground river underneath." ”

Fatis was slightly stunned: "Underground river? ”

"That's right." The light infantryman nodded affirmatively.

Kant looked thoughtfully at the south and speculated: "It is estimated that at the bottom of this Naren Desert, there is an underground river with abundant water, and the sentry oasis should also come from this underground river." ”

"That's how it should be." Fatis nodded approvingly.

Oases and wells are not uncommon in the desert, and the reason for their appearance is that there are underground rivers flowing in the strata.

After all, the bottom of the sand layer is the soil layer, which can store quite a lot of water.

"That's right."

Fatis suddenly thought of something, and said to Kant: "My lord, remember that you said that not far from the gnolls, there is a natural salt mine formed after the lake dried up? ”

"That's right." Kant nodded.

Thinking of the situation he had scouted at the beginning, he squinted slightly and said, "There are also a lot of gnolls there. ”

Fatis looked solemn: "I think we will be busy again." ”

"It's a must." Kant chuckled, his face was still calm, but his eyes were a little hot: "Those white flowers and refined salts are still waiting for us there." ”

Since this situation is raised, choose to resolve it as soon as possible.

Kant was decisive and disliked procrastination.

The Gnoll tribe has been reduced to ashes and ruins, and even if you continue to search, you won't be able to find much valuable.

Even the coarse salt collected by the gnolls was completely turned into charcoal, and it was impossible to eat at all.

For Kant, even the salt mines are about to be acquired, so what can be done even if these coarse salts are lost? In the end, the source of salt production is equivalent to obtaining an almost inexhaustible financial route!

Charcoal from the Sanwaya Mountains.

Natural salt mines in the Naren Desert.

and the two sources of water in Kant's grasp.

It is the finest white salt that only appears in aristocratic banquets.

The price of each bag is almost equal to the same weight of silver.

Even low-quality coarse salt can be used to get large silver coins out of the pockets of nobles and gentlemen, and the profit is no less than robbery!

"Keep going!"

Kant rode on his horse and waved forward.

Behind them, 41 heavily armed Swadia light infantry marched in a neat queue, serpentine.

The 46 Swadia heavy cavalry were at the rear of the pressure, and it was a little inconvenient for them to move even with men and horses in full armor, although the horses were not completely stuck in the sand, but the speed of advance was still not comparable to that of the plains.

Both Kant and Phatis understood this fact.

Five Salander riders wearing chain mail and iron helmets act as scouts.

Riding the Salander desert horses, which are more suitable for the desert environment, they are not wearing horse armor, and they still seem quite flexible when running through the desert, after all, the Salander people are a desert people.

Along the way, they also spotted sporadic gnolls.

Seeing Kant's troops was like encountering a demon's troops, and they fled in fright.

Apparently these gnolls are the ones who were defeated before.

Kant and Fatis didn't care about them either.

Although his troops are now less than 100 people in terms of number, the actual combat effectiveness has increased more than twice as much as his own 300 people before, but has increased several times!

Just looking at the equipment of these troops, the iron armor under the linen robe can understand that they are all elites of a hundred battles.

In the Lion Principality, it can be regarded as a small elite force led by nobles.

The march continues.

Pull the horse and pull the carriage, not fast or slow.

However, because of the discovery of the well, Kant did not pity the water stored in the water bladder too much, after all, from the gnoll tribe to the natural salt mine, there is a ready-made road, and it is only a day to go back and forth.

When Kant was investigating, it took less than half a day to set up a horse.

The gnolls had already trodden out of the road, and the hard sand was the best aid for the wheels and hooves.

Take a short break at noon.

After lunch, drinking enough water, and resting, Kant and his wife continued their departure at two o'clock in the afternoon.

Time passes.

The sun is gradually setting in the west.

Dusk is coming.

They are also about to arrive at the natural salt mines.

A very conspicuous sign, the dried corpse of the gnolls at the top of the dunes, is dragging a long shadow in the twilight sun, which is particularly terrifying.

But this time, Kant didn't just take those desert bandits, but a well-organized army of heavy cavalry and infantry and quite strong combat effectiveness!

Straight up to the dunes.

The Swadia light infantry, feeling in the way, kicked out and knocked down the corpses of the gnolls tied to the wooden posts.

Right under the dunes in front of you.

These gnolls, who already knew about the demise of the gnoll tribe, were packing up their things and seemed to be preparing to evacuate.

Kant narrowed slightly.

He found quite a few interesting guys.

For in his eyes, he found more than 30 gnolls, dressed in chain mail and holding two-handed battle axes, urging the other smaller gnolls to leave, like the Overseers, carrying bags of salt and preparing to leave.

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