This Wizard is So Unscientific!

Chapter 149: Chapter 149 Treasure of the Dwarf Clan_1 Chapter 149: Chapter 149 Treasure of the Dwarf Clan_1 Soul fire rock area.

Ramore Street.

This area was a long street specially opened for the Transcendents of Ramore by the warriors of St. Land.

Most of the residents here came from the Ramore City-State.

It wasn’t far from Fire Path Seven, where Tuck was located.

Tuck had already been here several times.

Inside the “Treeheart Burrow Tavern,” which was quite sizable and had a blend of Ramorean and St. Land features.

Tuck was sitting at the bar, tasting the Oak Stonefruit Wine.

It was said that the “oak fruit” used to brew this wine was picked from deep within the stone forests of St. Land.

The number of Transcendents in the tavern was neither too many nor too few.

No one knew how much time had passed.

The mid-level door of the Cave Tavern was directly pushed open by a force.

Then, a Third Rank Necromancer enveloped in a deathly aura, who appeared somewhat indifferent, entered.

Right after that, a Second Rank assassin with a slightly gloomy brow, but still active eyes, followed, sweeping their gaze across the entire bar.

After the two had been inside for a while.

The mid-level door of the tavern was once again pushed open by an invisible force.

“Whoosh whoosh…”

The sounds of steam roaring and airwaves surging could be faintly heard.

This time, the one entering was a Steam Knight clad in silver armor with golden patterns.

Although her helmet and visor hid her face,

the blue curls and powerful gait infused with the strength of a steam locomotive exuded an imposing and dashing aura.

With the entrance of the female Steam Knight, many Transcendents in the tavern turned their heads in notice.

“Hilor, how many Vampires and Werewolves did you kill today?” asked a Transcendent, who raised their wooden cup and shouted from not too far away.

“Quite a few!” Hilor responded without turning her head.

With those words, Hilor nonchalantly threw the heads of three Vampires onto the bar.

The bartender instantly started hopping mad.

“Damn it, Hilor, this is a bar, not the place for your Demon Hunter task submissions. Behind, behind, I’ve told you so many times that the back is where you submit your tasks!”

“Having these damned Vampire heads here will scare away the customers.”

The bartender’s speech was rapid-fire, like a steam machine gun, continuously rattling off.

It wasn’t until two Silver Dragon Coins were slapped onto the bar with a “clack” that he stopped.

“Also, the next round is on me.”

Hilor took off her golden-patterned helmet, placing it aside.

This immediately made all the Transcendents in the tavern cheer and raise their glasses.

The bar instantly livened up.

Clearly, this wasn’t the first time.

“Two Baron skulls, one Viscount skull.”

Tuck, sitting at a corner of the bar, glanced at the three Vampire skulls and pondered.

“Ordinary Vampire heads aren’t worth much, but those of the Noble Blood Race, the Demon Hunters will buy them, and the price is not low, either.”

“However… to be a Noble Vampire.”

“One not only needs a strong bloodline but also must possess a stronghold similar to the Dungeon Demon King, along with a certain number of subordinate Vampires, and gather surrounding Transcendent Attributes, to become part of the Noble Blood Race.”

“The only way to develop subordinate Vampires is to convert Transcendent Humans.”

“There wouldn’t be many humans in St. Land for them to convert, so the only possibility is… converting the Dark Sun Degenerates.”

“Turning Dark Sun Degenerates into Vampire Degenerates.”

“That’s how they can mass-produce the Noble Blood Race.”

“For Hilor, a Steam Knight with such short arms and legs, to be able to obtain the heads of three Noble Vampires from deep underground…”

“It seems that the Vampires within the depths of the Underground City have become quite considerable in scale.”

“This journey underground… appears to be quite dangerous!”

Tuck couldn’t help massaging his temples.

Previously, after completing the Bright Flame Ring Staff,

Barkin had explained the help he needed from Tuck.

The family company of the Barkins, rather than being a commercial business, was more like a Family Council in trouble.

The Dwarves of St. Land, although not possessing the same nature as the mountain Dwarves who liked to dig deep, also preferred to store their family wealth deep underground in the Land of Seals.

The powerful ecology of St. Land itself had already turned the deep underground areas into a world-class, multi-dimensional, multi-layered ecosystem.

Thus, deep underground there were many safe ecological Boundaries or natural Sealed Areas.

The sturdiness of these Sealed Areas was such that even if Tuck were locked inside, he wouldn’t be able to escape.

Otherwise, the previous Dungeon Demon King wouldn’t have been sealed and died there.

Tuck even heard that many of St. Land’s [Forbidden Seals] had been locked away in the underground Sealed Areas.

There was no doubt about the security of the deep underground.

It was for this very reason,

that the Barkin Family Council decided to store their family’s wealth within the sealed areas deep below the surface.

Even further, they had hired a group of reliable Transcendents from the Blood Race Sequence and Wolfman Sequence to permanently guard the sealed treasure areas for their family.

But here lay the problem.

Half a year ago, when the power of the Undercurrent infiltrated Ramore,

the tide of blood from the earth’s heart had submerged large swathes of Saint Land’s underground world.

A massive number of Blood Race and Werewolves surged out from the depths of the caverns, occupying vast areas of Saint Land’s underground ecological region.

The Transcendents from the human Blood Race Sequence and Wolfman Sequence, stationed at the Barkin family council, chose to abandon the sealed treasure area to save their own lives.

This infuriated the Barkin family.

They vehemently cursed the shamelessness of those Transcendents who had signed contracts.

But cursing was futile; those treasures stored deep underground would not grow legs and walk back on their own.

As Werewolves and Blood Race became increasingly rampant in the underground world,

the news even came that other Dwarf Clan treasures had been broken into.

This made the Barkin family restless.

Having learned a bloody lesson from the previous contracts, after which the groups of Transcendents had fled,

the Barkin family no longer trusted those higher-level Transcendents.

If they dared to flee today, who’s to say they wouldn’t plunder the treasures tomorrow?

Safety!

That was the top priority for the Barkin family in deciding to recover their treasures this time.

If the security wasn’t high enough, they preferred to keep their treasures sealed deep underground.

According to Barkin’s exposition, the Dwarf Council of the Barkin family had already recruited quite a number of partners with very high levels of trustworthiness during this time.

They were preparing to restart the treasure recovery plan.

And the treasure, lay deep underground—extremely deep.

And there, was now the domain of the Dark Sun Church’s Blood Race Sanctuary and Totem Sanctuary.

After listening to Barkin’s explanations,

Tuck’s first reaction was, are these Dwarves so flush with cash that they’ve fried their brains? Why bury your family’s wealth so deep?

His second thought was, these Dwarves are so wealthy, maybe I should… ahem…

Then, came Tuck’s third reaction, our friendship is as solid as a rock, I’ll definitely help with this.

As for the possibility of betrayal on the way, the carried away treasures would obviously be ownerless.

Ownerless treasures are generally treated by Tuck as a natural gift.

Opportunity sometimes just comes like this.

Barkin and his Dwarf Clan didn’t know too much about the underground world.

After all, Dwarves are not good at fighting, they are better at forging.

Tuck himself also didn’t have many channels to learn about the underground world’s situation.

But Tuck knew.

Here on Ramore Street, there were quite a few Transcendents making their living from this.

After all, back in the time at Ramore City-State,

many a Transcendent was brave enough to explore and adventure deep into the Ashen Land.

After arriving in Saint Land, the traditions of Ramore were not lost.

Majarity of the Ramore Transcendents who came to Saint Land adhered to the spirit of exploring deep underground.

Those Ramore Transcendents who battled with the Blood Race and Werewolves were not in the minority.

And Hilor, as a representative figure of Ramore City-State in Saint Land,

had not only united many powerful and talented Transcendents from Ramore,

but had also established the Steam Tower and set up the Ramore Mutual Aid Association.

Tuck had also heard that Hilor, within the Pentagonal Tower of Saint Land, had obtained the High Tower Knight Badge,

possessing a certain status in Saint Land as well.

It was precisely because of this that the not-so-powerful Ramore had been able to stand firmly in Saint Land.

And the Ramore Mutual Aid Association here had a lot of intelligence and information about the underground world.

Many Transcendent Towers of Ramore had gradually made a name for themselves in Saint Land.

Tuck, silently observing the situation of Ramore residents here, had come exactly for this reason today.

“Wizard? Are you new here?”

Just as Tuck was pondering on how to initiate the conversation.

Carlos, an assassin who had entered before Hilor with a sulking expression, presumably due to a scolding, somehow came up beside Tuck out of nowhere.

Tuck turned his head to look at the Transcendent Assassin Carlos who had struck up the conversation.

The somewhat dim and noisy tavern, the slightly amused smile, and that familiar face which had changed yet not changed.

This scene made Tuck feel as if he were back at the Cave Tavern in Ramore, on that cold night.

That was where Tuck met Carlos and began their first adventure together.