In the end, the human envoys still found a reliable official in Erepeak, the daughter of Old Johnny, a dwarf girl in her 80s (in terms of age, she is indeed a girl within the expiration date, and when it comes to appearance, can we not mention the word aunt) Avana Iron Spear, the clerk of the Erepeake Town Hall.

Returning to normal diplomatic channels for exchanges, even the military-style Biglas breathed a sigh of relief. With the help of Ann Varner, the envoys finally delivered the paperwork to Eagle's Nest Mountain. When the dwarven leaders who were qualified to fight for the position of high lord heard that a human envoy wanted to come to Eagle's Nest Mountain to make a diplomatic note, their first reaction was no, only the high lord was qualified to receive diplomatic envoys. Then after turning around in his brain, he found that it seemed that it was not impossible, he talked eloquently in front of the human envoys, didn't he seem to be very like a big lord, maybe he would become a big lord like this.

So the first dwarf agreed.

The other dwarves were in doubt, and their brains were a little bright, and they probably thought of something that would be beneficial to them.

So, more dwarves agreed.

I'll go, there's a conspiracy, no, I have to agree.

So all the dwarves agreed, and received the foreign envoys as members of the Provisional Council of Lords acting as High Lords.

"Well, Uncle Biglas, dwarves are used to talking about business at the wine table?" Carlos, as a human nobleman who is not short of money, has been in and out of various occasions since he was a child, and he can be regarded as a drunkard among human beings. But Carlos, the alcoholic, couldn't stand the three days of drinking banquets.

"Young master, I have learned that the dwarves of Hinterland have only had a slight surplus in food production all along, and wine is not like us humans who can buy it for money. These little lords seized the opportunity and couldn't drink hard. As a mage, Fang Brick naturally no one deliberately poured wine, and after three consecutive days of wine banquets, he looked as usual.

"Carlos, there is no way, you can pee on the head of the dwarf before the big lord is the largest, and he is chosen. After you are elected, it doesn't matter if you disobey or misinterpret your will, anyway, the orders of the great lord must be obeyed. We can't afford to offend any of these uncles, so let's drink with them. Hiccup!" Beglas has done his duty as a good uncle, holding off a lot of alcohol for Carlos these days, and the Riptide veteran has vomited many times in private.

Knowing this, Carlos couldn't help but get a lot closer to Biglas.

"And their tavern is still full every day?" Carlos asked, still in his clear mind, and couldn't help but be a little puzzled.

"The tavern in Erepeak City is a tavern owned by the elves of Quel'Thalas, you know. Fang Brick sighed, neither Carlos nor Biglas were professional diplomats, and these basic intelligence gatherings had to be done by their own archmage. Fang Brick couldn't help but complain even to Audren and Glen.

"The supreme leader is a general who only knows how to kill people and set fires, and the leader of the nobles who knows how to do it is an old dog who kneels and licks. Fang Brick muttered quietly.

The tribal council of the Hinterland Barbarian Hammer Dwarves is still at the stage where I see you as pleasing to the eye, I vote for you and you vote for me, and I give you something good. What's even more exaggerated is that these words were said in front of the other participants in their memories without any scruples. The most exaggerated thing is that the three humans of Beglas, Carlos, and Brick inexplicably participated in the meeting, and these dwarves actually gave the envoys a vote after receiving 6 barrels of Alterac beer.

Although the votes of the envoys are added, the total number of votes is as much as twenty-three. But what the hell is it that you elect the Great Lord, and the Great American Elect Commander, give a vote to the Bumpman from the M78 Nebula. In particular, Biglas said that human beings have been friendly neighbors of dwarves since ancient times, so how can they interfere in the internal affairs of dwarves. So a bunch of drunks slapped the table and jumped up and grabbed Biglas by the collar (Biglas was sitting) and asked, "Do you look down on me?"

At this time, Carlos misses the Grand Lord of Grimbaatar far away, Furstad Brutehammer, come and take care of your people in Hinterland, without your leadership, the Hammer Dwarves are a bunch of teases.

"Uncle Brick, is there any news from Kudran?" Carlos whispered in Uncle Brick's ear.

"Well, a very famous dwarf boy, but he has a daddy on his head, the guy on the right hand side of Metz who is picking his nose. So Kudran was not eligible to participate in the Council of Lords. Got word that Kudran was a good griffon rider, that he owned a legendary griffon Snowfury, and that there were two pure white griffons the size of your giant mountain lion in Alterant. Fang Brick couldn't stand the smell of fermented wine in Carlos's stomach, and took a breath to say what he had heard.

The dwarves are not really stupid, they found that there is no big lord to deal with government affairs, and Eagle's Nest Mountain has accumulated a lot of things to deal with, and finally the final vote has been held. In addition to the two minor lords who voted for themselves, the votes were concentrated on Metz Dedraklep and Sildo Quenched Felt, with ten votes each. Incidentally, Biglas and Carlos were forced to vote for Kudran's father.

As it was the final decision, the battle between the lords of Metz Delaclep and Sildo Quenched Felt did not go to a second round of voting, and a group of drunken dwarves finally came to their senses, humming a tune that Carlos did not understand, and all of them stood up.

Although they didn't know what was happening, the three human envoys also stood up.

At the end of the incident, Madz Dedraklep and Sildo Quenched Felt stood opposite each other, clasped their hands together, spoke the ancient language of the dwarves, and left with their supporters.

The human envoys who were left aside later learned that Metz Dedraklep and Sildo Quenched Felt would engage in a sacred duel in accordance with ancient tradition to decide who would be the lord of all the Hammer Dwarves of Hinterland.

(Audience members can make up their own brains: who has the final say in Tsim Sha Tsui, who has the final say in Causeway Bay, who has the final say in Kowloon Slope, and there is only one Haonan in Hinterland that is my Metz Haonan.) Such a brain supplement, inexplicably with feelings. ）

As the Brute Hammer Clan, it is impossible for jousting to take place on the ground, so Metz Dedraklep and Sildor Quenched Felt will ride their griffon friends in a big duel in the skies. The two sides agreed that two days later, when the shadow of the tree is the shortest, on the top of the Eagle's Nest Mountain, the winner is the king, and it will not be seen or dispersed.

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