Travel through time and become a member of the Warhammer Empire

Although unicorns are quite intelligent, they cannot speak and can only express themselves through their body movements.

Of course it knew that gold, a shiny thing, was very popular among highly intelligent life forms, and this would definitely increase its future food supply.

At the same time, Windlow's IQ is not low, and he can even understand the meaning of the unicorn from the sign language of its four hooves.

"There's something at the bottom of the lake. Treasure."

Seeing the unicorn nodding repeatedly, the two of them felt that this was indeed a possibility.

Blackwater Lake is a lake between the major dwarf fortresses. Although the dwarf ships are very safe, they may also encounter attacks from greenskins in this area.

Perhaps some treasure sank to the bottom of the lake when the ship sank, which is good news.

Although Windlow is a businessman, not a treasure hunter or tomb robber.

But the purpose of doing business is to make money. If you jump into the lake today, you may find more wealth. Why not do it?

However, there was an obvious conflict between Windlow and Moose on the issue of how to go down to the lake.

"Moose, you are a better swimmer than I am. Take the rope and go down to the lake. After you tie up the treasure, pull it three times and I will pull you and the treasure up."

A hint of displeasure quickly flashed across the dark elf's eyes.

There is no such cooperative relationship in Naggaroth. If one dark elf goes into the lake, the other dark elf stays on the surface of the water.

It must be that the elves by the lake killed the elves in the lake and took all the treasure for themselves.

However, this concern only passed through Mousse's mind once and then she completely put it aside.

Although Wendlow is not the kind of person who would burn bridges after crossing them, she would definitely not agree to such a plan.

"I am a better swimmer than you, but your strength is far inferior to mine."

He stretched out his right hand and clasped his fingers with Windlow's left hand, then clenched his fist hard, causing Windlow to scream in pain.

"Got it? Your strength is too weak. Go down to the lake and I'll pull you up."

Okay, okay, it seems that Mousse was right. If any accident happened at the bottom of the lake, there would be no way for him to pull her out.

Then he took off his clothes one by one, folded them and placed them on a stone beside him, and then continued to warm up.

Going into the water is indeed a very dangerous thing. A cramp or a breath can put you in danger.

And even if Mousse was extremely powerful, there was no way he could rescue himself quickly after he had sunk to the bottom of the lake. Everything would depend on his luck from then on.

He took out a glass pot and put it on his head.

In addition to not blocking his vision, the oxygen contained in it also allows Windlow to breathe at the bottom of the lake for three minutes, plus hold his breath for two minutes, for a total of five minutes of activity time.

He took a deep breath, put the glass pot on his head, then grabbed the rope and slowly swam to the bottom of the lake.

Following the unicorn's sign language instructions, Windlow came to the place where the unicorn had jumped down before.

Ha, as expected, a sunken dwarf box was found.

There was no lock on it, and it opened completely under the impact of the water flow, revealing a lot of gold, silver and treasures.

A complete set of tableware and jewelry made of gold. Judging from the carvings on them, it is obviously the dowry of a female dwarf.

According to the customs of the dwarves, when a female dwarf gets married, she will bring gold of the same weight as herself from her parents' home to her new family as a dowry.

However, two inferences can be made from the contents of the box.

Either the married dwarf was too light, or the other gold was swept away by the current, or the wedding was ambushed.

There was no time to make any exclamations about such a dwarf love story.

Windlow quickly put the scattered gold into the box, then tied it up with a rope and pulled it three times quickly.

Of course, Mousse on the lake received the signal, pulled back hard, and successfully pulled Windlow and the box to the shore.

I'm rich, I'm rich. The tableware and jewelry in the box are all made of gold. The preliminary estimate is that their value is about 500 gold coins.

However, considering that this thing is the dowry of the female dwarf, there will be various risks if it is sold directly, and it may even be regarded as stolen goods.

Windlow could only reluctantly choose to melt it and turn it into pure gold, which would then only be worth 200 gold coins.

He and Mousse split the money 100-, and each got gold coins.

After just five minutes in the water, he was rewarded with 100 gold coins! This made Mousse very happy.

It turns out that making money can be so easy?

Plus, there must be more than one box of dwarven treasure at the bottom of the lake.

Mousse slowly removed the rope from Wendlow's body. Instead of tying the rope around himself, he threw it directly to the ground.

"You are really a terrible swimmer, so I have to go down. But this is a solo operation, so I don't have to split the fish I catch with you 50-50."

Then he smiled slightly, revealing the most common greedy expression of the dark elves, took off his coat and jumped into the cold lake without even warming up.

As expected of a Fear Lord with a strong physique, he quickly reached the bottom of the lake after flapping his wings a few times.

But she neither understood the unicorn's sign language nor found other places with gold.

Taking advantage of his water ability, he continued to swim towards deeper places.

Suddenly, something began to sparkle under the sand at the bottom of the dark lake. The elf's eyes could sense a little bit of light in the darkest environment.

He swung his feet and swam quickly towards the golden object.

On the lake, Windlow had already lit a fire, stripped naked and hung his clothes by the fire to dry.

At this moment, a string of bubbles fluttered out on the surface of the lake.

"Did Mousse fart down there? Why are there so many blisters?"

But then he realized something was wrong immediately.

"It's over! She's drowning!"

Beat to death those who are stubborn and drown those who can swim.

This statement is not groundless. For someone like Windlow who is not good at swimming, the risk of drowning is much lower than for someone like Mousse who can swim.

As long as you can swim, you will be extremely confident in your ability to swim and even dare to swim in the most dangerous waters.

The string of bubbles represented that Mousse choked in the water because of his greed and carelessness.

In addition, there were no ropes and no safety measures at all.

Without hesitation, Windlow ran to the lake, tied one end of the rope to himself, and threw the other end to the unicorn.

"When I pull down five times, pull me up as hard as you can!"

The unicorn immediately nodded, understanding its mission. It then bit the rope hard, tensed its muscles, and prepared for the rescue operation.

Windlow also remembered the location where the bubbles appeared and swam quickly towards the place where Mousse drowned.