Not only was Foltest very tired, but the two sorceresses were also extremely tired.
Exhaustion was written all over his face.
Keira ignored the sorceress's elegance and sat directly on the ground.
Triss forced himself to kneel in front of Foltest.
First, he untied the ribbon that bound Foltest, and then the magic aura lit up on his hand again.
But what she released this time was healing magic.
After a long while, Foltest only felt a little better than before, but still felt very weak.
He felt particularly cold, as if he had lost a lot of blood.
"Has the mark planted by that being whose name cannot be mentioned cleared?"
"Unfortunately, Your Majesty, the purification ceremony just now only made Mark of the Deep Sea lighter. To completely remove it, it will need to be held several more times. And..."
Triss put away the magic light in her hand, her face full of endless exhaustion. "We cannot stay here until Mark of the Deep Sea is completely removed from your body."
"Although I don't know why His eyes are directed at you, we must leave Vizima as soon as possible and leave this city near the lake."
"We need to go inland, to cities without lakes or rivers, until Mark of the Deep Sea is completely cleared."
Keira on the side suddenly said, "We can go to the Aretuza Academy."
Triss was shocked.
"Are you crazy? Keira! Aretuza Academy is on Thanedd Island, which is a small island surrounded by sea on three sides!"
Keira said unconvinced, "But it is also the holy land of northern sorceresses. Thanedd Island is protected by countless magics and barriers. Even a god cannot forcibly break through Thanedd Island's barriers."
"Margarita Laux-Antille would not agree." Triss quickly glanced at Foltest's face. In addition to being weak, Triss failed to read the king's heart on his face. The red-haired beauty bit her lip and said.
"There is a reason why Tissaia asked Margarita Laux-Antille to take her place. It is because you and I are not like Margarita Laux-Antille, who will take the safety of students more seriously than anyone else. She will not allow you to bring a disaster to Aretuza, even if it is for the king."
Having said this, Triss lowered his head to Foltest: "Please forgive the offense in my words, Your Majesty."
"I can understand." Foltest nodded slightly, but his face could not tell what he was thinking.
Even if he feels unhappy because of this, so what? Aretuza Academy is a neutral organization that is independent of the country. Like Ban Ade Academy, it has the right to refuse the king's asylum.
And it did happen in history. The defeated king fled outside Thanedd Island and asked for refuge in the academy. As a result, the academy opened a completely closed barrier that prevented anyone from entering or exiting.
Even if the king miraculously won the war in the end, he would not dare to use troops against the Aretuza Academy until his death.
What's more, although Keira and Triss have graduated from the Aretuza Academy, it is the holy land of their sorceresses after all. Now that their lives are counting on others, what else can Foltest say.
"Ms. Triss, in your opinion, where do you think we should go?"
Triss thought for a moment.
"If you don't mind, you can go to my family's city--Maribor City."
Maribor City is the capital of Principality of Maribor, and Principality of Maribor is also a vassal state of Temeria.
This city was once half destroyed by the terrifying giant monster summoned by Alzur, but after so many years, the Maribor people have rebuilt a city that makes them proud on the ruins of the past.
Foltest thought about it and agreed to Triss's proposal.
At the same time.
Novigrad, Shangcheng District.
Tyensail In the guest room in the small courtyard behind the blacksmith shop.
The elf blacksmith and Lynn sat face to face.
In the room, candlelight flickered.
Tyensail rubbed his face with both hands, blinked his eyes desperately a few times, and asked, "Did I hear you right? What you just said was adamantine ore?"
Lynn nodded and said, "Yes, you heard it right."
"But, isn't the adamantine ore only available in Mahakam, not even Kovir and Poviss?" Tyensail stretched out his hands and tried his best to make a comforting gesture, "Sir, it's not that I don't believe you, it's mainly because you are a demon hunter, not a geological prospector."
As soon as he returned to Novigrad from Kaer Morhen, Lynn came to Tyensail's blacksmith shop, found the elf blacksmith, and told him about the discovery of a fine gold vein deep in the Blue Mountains.
Then Tyensail's first reaction was, I don't believe it.
"I can understand."
In the home world of Lynn, there is an old saying that facts speak louder than words.
There is no doubt that it is very appropriate to use here.
So he didn't waste any more words, but took out a piece of adamantine ore from the magic pattern leather bag that he had dug with Mousesack when he was still in Kaer Morhen.
When he took out the adamantine ore, the candle used for lighting in the guest room shone on the adamantine ore, and it immediately gave off a sparkling light.
Tyensail licked his lips and asked Lynn with his eyes, "Is it okay?"
Lynn placed the fine gold ore on the table, then took a few steps back and made a please gesture to Tyensail.
Tyensail took a two-handed hammer, clenched it with both hands, raised it high, and then smashed it down hard.
Bang!
The harsh sound of metal collision echoed in the room. The table could not withstand the heavy blow, and the tabletop part carrying the adamantine ore fell directly and fell to the ground.
Tyensail also felt the huge force of the shock. His hands were sore and numb from the shock that he could hardly hold the hammer.
Lynn Come over quickly and take away the hammer from the elf blacksmith's hand, lest he loses his strength and cannot hold the hammer and hurts himself.
However, looking at the expression on Tyensail's face, he was not worried about himself at all. Instead, his face was full of excitement and excitement.
"Is this really adamantine ore?!"
The method of identifying fine gold ore is actually very simple:
First, take it under the sun or close to any light source. As long as it sparkles, this first level is passed;
Secondly, hit it with something hard, the harder the better. If it remains unscathed after the smash, or has only very slight traces of wear, then it is fine gold ore.
Of course, because it is too hard, unlike ordinary iron ore, fine gold ore has a special smelting method.
Theoretically speaking, only the dwarves and dwarves in the Mahakam mountain have such valuable knowledge about the smelting method of adamantine ore. Even the dwarves outside the mountain do not know it.
Because Mahakam prevents external rumors.
But Tyensail is an exception.
One day more than 300 years ago, Tyensail left the north and planned to start a new life in the south.
While passing by the Mahakam Mountains, he met a dwarf who escaped from the mountain.
The dwarf's body was covered with wounds, and he had obviously gone through many hardships before escaping down the mountain.
Under the careful care of Tyensail, the dwarf was finally out of danger.
Later, Tyensail learned from the dwarf that a great plague broke out in the mountains, and anyone with a high fever was isolated by the great elder Otto.
There was nothing to blame for this approach. Although it was cruel, it was also to avoid the spread of the plague.
But later, the dwarf heard from a relative who served in the garrison that the people who had been isolated were secretly executed by the garrison, and even the bodies were burned clean.
And all of this is not a request from the commander-in-chief of the garrison, but an order directly from the great elder Otto.
After the dwarf learned the truth from his relatives, he planned to leave secretly.
As a result, for some unknown reason, before the dwarf's escape began, a commotion suddenly broke out one night, with fire and shouts everywhere.
The dwarf was told by the passing garrison to stay at home, but after a tense and intense ideological struggle, he decided to take advantage of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to escape.
The dwarf didn't remember much about what happened next. He only remembered that in order to escape for his life, his hands, which had always been swinging hammers, were stained with blood.
After being rescued by Tyensail, the dwarf taught Tyensail everything he had learned throughout his life without reservation.
Among them is the smelting method of fine gold ore.
However, in the next three centuries, Tyensail never had the chance to see another piece of fine gold ore, so naturally he had no chance to use the smelting method he learned from the dwarves.
Until now, a piece of adamantine ore, which was said to never leave Mahakam, appeared in front of him.