Hello, is this a letter addressed to Demon Fortress?

After the noon bells rang, the guide in the dark gray suit stepped aside.

An elderly man with gray hair and a thin figure slowly walked up to the platform.

He wore a faded old robe with ink stains on the hem and an old curator's badge pinned to his chest.

There were no fancy decorations, no deliberate attempts to intimidate.

The moment he stepped onto the platform, the hushed conversations in the entire hall fell silent.

The museum's curator is an old scholar who has taught at Qianta for over forty years.

His position was not built on power, but on knowledge and years of experience.

Even the most arrogant nobles would become somewhat more subdued in his presence.

He spoke, his voice not loud, but it carried clearly to every corner.

"Welcome, everyone, to the annual Symposium."

"This year's exhibits include treasures from the ten elemental towers, as well as private donations from several tower owners."

"Each item has undergone rigorous authentication and registration to ensure its clear origin and genuine value."

He paused, his gaze slowly sweeping across the audience.

His tone carried a calm yet unyielding composure.

"The exhibition will proceed according to the planned route."

"Staff will guide you through the exhibits in each section."

"The exhibits cover a wide range of categories, including weapons, ritual implements, ancient books, ores, and biological samples."

"Each exhibit comes with a detailed explanatory plaque, which you can read at your own discretion."

"If there's anything you're particularly interested in, feel free to ask the staff accompanying you."

"And after you have visited all the exhibition areas—"

He paused slightly, his tone becoming more serious.

"I will be waiting for you in the back chamber of the treasure."

"At that time, I will reveal the highlight of this exhibition—"

"A treasure from the Lord of the Great Sky".

The incident did not cause much of a stir among the audience.

After all, the Lord of the Sky's treasures are exhibited every year.

The old curator didn't say anything more, nodded slightly, and then turned and walked down from the platform.

The exhibition has officially begun.

Staff members stepped forward and guided the crowd to disperse to the various exhibition areas.

Elvia followed Luna as they walked slowly along the red-carpeted corridor.

The display cases on both sides showcase treasures from various towers.

Elvia's gaze swept over the exhibits, and her pace unconsciously slowed down.

She was not a scholar and was not skilled in identifying magical artifacts and ancient relics.

It is impossible to discern the true value of these collections.

However, each item in the collection has a plaque indicating its place of origin.

She recognized every single one of those place names.

Or rather, there are very few people who don't know him.

The ever-burning flames of the Herlos Mountains.

It is a forbidden area that was created after the black tide six years ago.

It has replaced the Wailing Wall and become Akara's largest forbidden area.

The entire mountain range is covered in flames year-round.

Flames continued to erupt from the cracks in the mountain.

It is said that the internal temperature is high enough to melt stainless steel.

The ores and minerals there.

Each piece possesses natural fire properties, making it a top-tier material for forging fire-based magical artifacts.

A frozen inferno, an endless snowfield.

The northernmost restricted area on the continent of Akara.

It is covered in snow all year round, and the temperature is so low that even legendary magical energy would be eroded.

Each of the ice crystals and icy minerals there contains the purest power of ice.

A crimson hell, a red desert.

The place they were about to cross.

Akara is the most populated place in the Epic of Despair.

Very few people made it out alive.

Not to mention the minerals and biological samples brought back from there.

The origin of each exhibit.

These are all forbidden places that sound like legends to ordinary people.

Take each one out.

These alone are enough to make collectors in Carter's capital fight tooth and nail.

But in Qianta, they are just ordinary collectibles displayed in showcases.

It's separated by glass, allowing people to browse freely.

Elvia suppressed the turmoil in her heart and maintained a calm smile on her face.

Luna would occasionally stop and turn her head to the side.

Explain a sentence or two to her in a casual tone.

"That fragment of the Flame Core was actually only of medium to low quality."

"The true essence of Herlos lies deeper within; this piece was merely something the transport team found on the outskirts back then."

"That Ice Marrow Staff, although the replica is well-made, is still far inferior to the real thing."

"It's not even as good as the semi-divine longsword that the council gave you."

"As for the Crimson Abyss Crystal Core—"

She shook her head slightly, her tone carrying a subtle hint of disdain.

"It's too small. A truly valuable crystal core should be at least the size of a fist."

Her tone was as if the owner were introducing the least valuable corner of their collection room.

Elvia listened and nodded in agreement.

But her gaze did not truly linger on those treasures.

Out of the corner of her eye, she scanned the layout of the entire museum.

The layout of the corridors, the distribution of the exhibition areas, and the arrangement of the runes on the walls.

Most importantly, there are the guards scattered among the display cases.

Beside each artifact stood two guards dressed in standard armor.

He wore a silver badge on his chest.

His aura was calm, his gaze sharp, and a rune-inscribed short sword hung at his waist.

An extraordinary knight.

She walked past one exhibit after another, counting them discreetly out of the corner of her eye.

Between the two display cases, there is at least one group of knights stationed.

There were additional patrol personnel at the corner.

The museum's security network was even more comprehensive than she had imagined.

And the intelligence she obtained in advance.

The opening time of the display cases, the intervals between the switching of the protective array, and the rotation points of the guards.

These observations were verified one by one during her fieldwork.

The location is correct.

The timing was right.

The staffing is also appropriate.

Of course, the security in these corridors didn't have much impact on Elvia and the Forest Ghost's operations.

She simply wanted to use this to verify the reliability of the intelligence once again.

What is truly important is the treasure chamber that displays the Broken Mountain Dragon.

Elvia and Luna walked together past the display cases of treasures.

At the Soul Tower exhibition area, Luna deliberately lingered a little longer, her tone more enthusiastic than before.

He explained in detail to Elvia the origins and effects of several soul artifacts.

Elvia showed interest at opportune moments, occasionally asking a few follow-up questions, which made Luna's expression increasingly satisfied.

The two walked and talked, passing through the last archway and entering the core area of ​​the museum.

The jeweled back chamber.

This area is more spacious than any other exhibition area outside.

The dome is high, and several huge magic light stone lamps illuminate the entire space as if it were daytime.

The surrounding walls are inlaid with rows of empty exhibition stands.

It's like a space specifically reserved for the most important collections.

In the very center of the room, Elvia's gaze was instantly drawn to it.

There was a huge car parked there, taking up a full tenth of the space.

There was a huge cabinet on the car.

The entire body was covered with a thick layer of red cloth.

It hangs down from the top to the ground, completely obscuring the entire cabinet.

The red cloth was perfectly smooth, with no wrinkles, and the four corners were secured with gold knots.

Even through the fabric, the outline of the cabinet below can be vaguely seen.

It is square, massive, and possesses an undeniable presence.

Without needing an explanation, Elvia knew what it was.

The national treasure of the Dwarf Kingdom.

The Mountain-Breaking Dragon, capable of piercing through any mountain.