Chapter 127 Lanlock's Manuscript

It was a roll of parchment that looked a bit old. Goblins couldn't cast magic, and the manuscript was full of traces of time.

Cyrus saw a cross-eyed goblin roughly grabbing the manuscripts. He had a hideous face and was less than one meter tall. He stood on a tall, gold-plated platform and looked arrogantly at the other goblins who were looking up at him. .

From Doklo's memory, Cyrus learned that the cross-eyed goblin was now the leader of the Goblin Brotherhood, Bo Derek.

The Goblin Brotherhood, for short, is a radical group eager to gain rights for goblins. Like other goblins in this organization, Bo Derek himself is also a radical.

He grabbed the manuscript and paced back and forth on the high platform like a proud rooster, as if that would make him look tall enough. But in reality, his gesture looks ridiculous.

Of course, the goblins who followed him didn't think so.

Cyrus seemed to have strayed into the only color in the gray world, out of place but definitely integrated into this group of phantoms. He walked among the goblins, and all the goblins he touched dispersed like smoke. After he left, they gathered together and formed again.

Every goblin's greedy eyes are full of longing and admiration at this moment.

"Brothers! Look at this!" Bo Derek held Lanlock's manuscript high, and all the goblins' eyes were attracted to him, resting on the parchment that looked a little old.

"Guess what this is?" There was a joke in his eyes, and before the goblins could answer, he immediately told the answer, "This is something left by the 'big goblin' Lanlock."

What surprised Cyrus was that when Lanlock was mentioned, the goblins immediately changed their expressions to angry expressions. They clenched their fists hard, their sharp nails digging into the rough skin.

"That traitor!"

"fraud!"

"Thief!"

The curses rose and fell like waves in the group of hundreds of goblins, and they were as continuous as ocean waves. When Cyrus saw Docolo's expression, it seemed as if he wanted to tear Lanlock into pieces.

Even if he didn't play the game much, he knew that Lanlock was the leader of the goblins at that time, but now, the situation is obviously different.

At least today, more than a hundred years later, Lanlock has become a being despised by goblins. Even the title of the so-called "big goblin" is joking and full of irony.

He wanted to know what caused all this to happen, but fortunately Bo Derek generously "explained" it to him.

"That's right! It's that liar, that betrayer! The despicable and shameless thief who took away our precious goblin treasure and disappeared without a trace!" Bo Derek threw the manuscript paper in his hand to the ground in anger, as if he had thrown it away. Next pile of garbage!

"He said that we goblins don't have to seek magic wands, but can get more powerful power than wizards' magic. But what's the result? This so-called ancient magic is nothing but a scam!"

Is ancient magic just a hoax?

Cyrus was in disbelief.

"That's not magic that ordinary people can learn at all. We can't learn it, Lanlock can't learn it, and even those wizards rarely master the mysteries of ancient magic.

"It's just for these illusory things! We spent all our money to build a powerful fairy armor. It could have led us to glory, led us to defeat the wizard and take back everything that belongs to us! But in the end, that was stolen by that liar. !”

Bodrick was furious.

Since the rebellion in the 18th century, the goblins have not launched a large-scale rebellion. The Ministry of Magic thought their dissatisfaction had been quelled by the fact that they had completely ceded control of Gringotts to the goblins.

But in reality, a Gringotts only temporarily satisfied their desires.

The goblin was insatiable, and not long after acquiring Gringotts, his rebellious heart immediately resurfaced. So they devoted all their efforts to create a set of fairy armor with powerful magical power. However, Lanlock took it away, promising to come back with greater power, but it disappeared.

Without their armor, the goblins had to "quiet" again and wait for the next suitable opportunity.

It can be said that Lanlock is the sinner of the goblins, the traitor and thief who prevents the goblins from replacing the wizards!

"I know some of us have followed him—"

Bo Derek raised a finger. His finger was like a dry, peeling branch. The nail was thick and looked like the shell of a nut. As his fingers passed over every goblin present, some of the very old-looking people lowered their heads in shame.

"Don't mind brothers, you were just deceived by him." Bo Derek's anger disappeared, at least it seemed to have disappeared. His calm words were a comfort to the ashamed goblins, and even more so. Constraints, a kind of magic that is not magic.

Because the eyes of those people immediately flashed with determination.

"Lan Locke is a greedy thief. He exclusively enjoys the secrets of ancient magic and has stolen our treasures! Perhaps until now, he is still stroking the precious treasures in a corner, venting his power to his heart's content. magical abilities."

"But -" one of the goblins stretched out his hand tremblingly, "you said that magic is just a scam and no one can learn it."

The goblins fell silent.

"Yes, I did." Bodrick nodded solemnly, "In fact, I always thought so before I found Lanlock's manuscript."

"So, ancient magic is real? Lanlock's manuscript records the secret of how to control that kind of magic?" Many goblins' eyes lit up, and the desire in their hearts was stirring again.

"Maybe, but why should I repeat the same mistakes?" Bodrick asked back.

His words calmed the goblins a little.

"Even if we follow Lanlock's footsteps to find ancient magic, maybe it will be nothing in the end. Brothers! I believe that sooner or later we will be able to explore the mystery, but not now, but when we really regain our status as goblins!"

Bodrick's idea is very simple. Lanlock's manuscript may be true, and ancient magic may indeed exist, but for goblins who don't even have a wand, it's like a thirsty traveler trapped in the desert who encounters a pile of biscuits.

Food is of course necessary, but what they need more now is water.

What is more needed is a magic wand that can perform magic.

"I believe that wizards will be interested in it. As a bargaining chip, I think we can ask for a magic wand."

"You mean, give the clues of ancient magic to wizards?" A goblin asked dissatisfiedly.

Bodrick clearly said "trade" but to them, it sounded like "giving it away for free".

"Of course not, splayed legs." Bodrick smiled cunningly, "I want to remind you not to forget the fire dragons I raised!"

Updated, sorry for being a little late, the company team building was a bit busy