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Shortly after, in the church basement.

"Hey."

With a soft sound, the priest, carrying a treasure chest, slowly emerged from the darkness.

"Sorry to keep you waiting."

He placed the treasure chest steadily in front of Gu Yuan and raised his hand to wipe the fine sweat from his forehead.

The candlelight flickered and danced, illuminating the varied expressions on the faces of the people present.

Gu Yuan's eyes were serious. Was the magical item inside?

I had asked the priest before, and he said that the city was too badly damaged, and even if there were any for sale, they were probably lost in the chaos.

So, in gratitude, the priest recommended his treasured possessions to him.

It was collected by him over fifty years, and it covers a wide variety of categories.

Gu Yuan stared quietly at the treasure chest, a hint of curiosity flashing in his eyes.

Seeing this, the priest quietly exhaled and a relieved smile appeared on his lips.

He raised his hand and ran it over the uneven texture of the treasure chest, then slowly spoke:

"Your Excellency, before I open this box, there is something I must tell you."

"Currently, magical items are broadly divided into two types: magical artifacts and magical devices."

"The former can be used without magic, which is convenient, but the downside is that if you are not careful, the user will also be affected."

"Like a drowsy bell, or a potion that allows you to see in the dark..."

The bell will make the user drowsy, and if the potion is used during the day, there is a risk of instant blindness.

The priest paused briefly at this point, seemingly to give Gu Yuan time to think, before continuing:

"As for the latter, the wands and holy books used by magicians belong to this category."

Although the Holy Scripture is a book that records stories from the mythological era and the commandments of the goddess, its written record makes it exceptionally special.

The goddess's magic is hidden in the words, which make it a special magical artifact.

Hearing this, Gu Yuan nodded thoughtfully, having already made up his mind.

He nodded slightly to the priest: "Please show me the magical artifacts."

The life-saving grace allows him to choose any two items, worth approximately two hundred gold coins.

This is a fortune that even Milie Alde doesn't have; it's a huge windfall.

Soon, as the priest slowly opened the treasure chest, dust filled the air, and he saw some unremarkable-looking things.

The bell and potion were included, and Gu Yuan glanced at them before decisively passing.

The former has a limited scope; unless it can affect an entire city, it has no effect on people nearby.

The latter… Gu Yuan’s gaze swept quickly over several bottles of potions of different colors, and his eyes suddenly fixed on a yellowed scroll.

"Father, what is this? Is it a cultivation technique?"

He finds his current breathing method too painful and has been wanting to switch to another one.

The priest shook his head, his eyes unfocused, as if lost in memories of the past:

"No, this is a treasure map. It shows the dragon's nest that I accidentally discovered when I was young. There is a lot of treasure inside."

"Unfortunately, I didn't have the ability to conquer it back then, so I could only record it..."

"I thought I'd lost it a long time ago, I never expected to find it here..."

Not all believers are born monks; he was once a swordsman.

He would not have chosen to retire into seclusion if he had not been seriously injured during an exploration, rendering him unable to wield a sword.

Recalling those passionate and exciting years, the priest couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

Seeing this, Gu Yuan didn't pay much attention to the priest's past.

He stared intently at the treasure map and pressed, "A dragon's lair? What kind of dragon?"

He turned to look at Milieald, his gaze carrying a clear questioning tone.

If there is a chance...

Wait a moment.

Gu Yuan seemed to suddenly remember something, and turned to ask:

"Father, so many years have passed, are you sure that dragon still exists?"

"Of course they are." The priest nodded firmly. "Dragons have very long lifespans, generally over three hundred years."

"What I encountered was probably a dragon, a low-level monster... but even so, it was two hundred years old."

"Sir, would you like to choose this one?"

He didn't really recommend it, because even a dragon has the power to destroy a village.

So much time has passed, no one knows whether it has had offspring or moved away from its nest.

In comparison, choosing ready-made magical items seems to be a safer option.

Gu Yuan pondered for a moment, then firmly shook his head.

Caution is good, but it depends on the situation. Miliald has ridden a dragon before, so there's no reason for her to back down.

He turned his gaze over and asked earnestly:

"Miriarde, what do you think? Do you think we can beat it?"

"If I had magical artifacts with me in the previous battles, it would have been much easier."

This is obvious; magical items were invented to enhance one's own abilities.

Millie Alder's gaze darkened slightly, her pale fingers twirling a strand of hair. After a moment's thought, she nodded.

"I'll do whatever you say."

Gu Yuan was somewhat surprised by this straightforward response, but upon reflection, he understood. He could only comply.

As expected, I'll need to get a new weapon. Damascus steel would be good, but I'll wait until we get closer to the dragon's lair.

After calming himself down, he reached out and grabbed the treasure map.

As for the second magical item, Gu Yuan picked and chose in the box and finally picked up a pair of boots that allowed people to move quickly.

Then, by combining it with weapons and utilizing the weight and potential energy, the damage can be doubled, while the chance of getting injured will be greatly reduced.

—The future is promising.

……

……

"call……"

As he left the basement, the fresh air filled his nostrils, making Gu Yuan stretch his tense limbs.

The warm sunlight shone on his face, and he jumped up and down, feeling surprisingly light and agile.

This is not an illusion.

Magic is idealistic, and so are magical items. Its full name is—boots that can increase speed by manipulating the wind.

The stronger the wind, the greater the increase in speed; theoretically, there is no limit.

Of course, once you reach a certain stage, the boots might break down before the person does.

After all, the material is what it is.

Gu Yuan glanced down and thought to himself, "I absolutely cannot use this during a storm."

Otherwise, even the strongest body cannot withstand the impact of traveling 100 meters per second.

But then he touched his chin.

"Although it can't be used in stormy weather, it should be fine when combined with Miliald's magic."

"If the breeze speed doubles, and the wind gets stronger, thirty meters per second... tsk, that's one-tenth the speed of sound."

"good."

The smiles were satisfied. This is a huge step forward; compared to the past, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say it's a qualitative leap.

Even if I can't beat the dragon, I should be able to hold my own for a while.

When we get back to the real world, we might even be able to dodge bullets.

Imagining the bright future ahead, surpassing the speed of sound, and ultimately breaking the limits of human endurance…

Ok…

This time, we must get out unscathed!