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Northern Wasteland.
The edge of Razor Plain.
The continuous mountains wind north, connecting with the Icefield Mountain Range.
In late summer, there's no trace of heat here.
But the fresh breeze didn't bring Baron Blom any comfort.
He stood on the hillside, squinting at the distant mountains, holding a sheepskin map in his hand.
This map was personally drawn by Lord Luo De, with the location of a silver mine marked in red ink.
"Sigh."
Baron Blom sighed.
He had been leading the search in these woods for three whole days, crossing seven peaks.
But not a trace of the silver mine was found.
Not even a decent mineral stone.
The adjutant standing beside Baron Blom said softly, "Could it be that Lord Luo De made a mistake?"
Doubts began to creep into Baron Blom's mind.
"Impossible."
Baron Blom shook his head, "With something this important, Lord Luo De would never make a mistake."
"This indicates an open-air silver mine."
