"I can see your anger, dwarves of Charlenhall! I can see your sorrow and exhaustion, as I see in my heart every day. The bearded dwarf's voice echoed through the palace like thunder, "We have lost friends and loved ones, our homes have been destroyed, but we have not been defeated. It was a dragon! an ancient and mighty creature, which had cunningly transformed into our form and entered the mines, and yet we had seen through it, and we had captured him, and we had chained him to the bottom of the pit, and looked down on its proud head on the cold ground—no one had ever claimed to have performed such a feat!"

The dwarves cheered, the loudness of which made Tess want to plug her ears, and Mock spoke in dwarven language, which neither she nor Narya could understand, but Mock's voice sounded more convincing than usual.

"We should be proud of ourselves!" said Mork, looking majestic and confident, as if the exhaustion and helplessness of the previous had never appeared, "yes, it escaped, but it died at the hands of its kind, and we can believe that it was the will of the gods, for all evil will destroy itself." ”

Kogan glanced at the girls, who were staring blankly at Mock, apparently not understanding.

"And the humans who made a great mistake out of ignorance and allowed it to escape from the mines, they have regretted it, and they have made amends - they have saved our king, Wilber, Ellis, the brothers of the Stonehelms, and many more brave good dwarves!"

Several of the dwarves raised their hands, presumably the ones healed by the half-elves, and some of the dwarves began to clapp, looking at the girls with kindness and gratitude.

The girls smiled back, probably guessing what Mock had just said.

"Good dwarf. Tess complimented with satisfaction, "If he can get us out, I won't beat the idea of the knife on his belt." ”

Naria gave her a helpless look. She now began to understand why Norway was always using a variety of different tones of "Tate!" to stop and blame the red-haired girl, and sometimes you really didn't know what to say to her except to sigh.

"The dwarves of Charlinghale know how to forgive and forgive, and can distinguish friend from foe, and those who have helped us will receive our kindness, and those who have broken into our homes, stolen from us, and harmed us will be punished as they deserve!" Mork changed his lingua franca so that even the humans could understand, "Now, in the presence of our great King Kogan Brass, under his fair judgment, we will witness all this!"

He sincerely hoped that the great king behind him would sit a little more like a king, but when he had said this, and turned to greet the king, he was a little desperate to find that the great king had habitually stood on the throne again.

"Now, that human!" Kogan pointed to someone kneeling on the ground, "what's it called...... Tell everyone everything you told me yesterday!"

"Duane Kotula, His Majesty the King, my name is Duane Kotula. The man bowed humbly.

"Not for you to tell me your name!" Kogan yelled, "How did you get into the mines, tell them!"

The man's account was no different from what the girls had heard yesterday, and the dwarves were thrilled by the desecration of their ancestors' graves, and finally quieted down.

Kogan nodded.

"Yesterday," he continued to speak in an angry voice, "I interrogated each one individually, and they told me the same story. But I was told that I wasn't really asking 'everybody'. He paused and glared at Naria, and the girl glared back without fear.

"Someone said I should have asked the big stupid man, even though he couldn't speak. Kogan said disdainfully, some of the dwarves nodding, some of them laughing.

"So, let's ask. Kogan waved his hand, and Mock stood in front of Akhan.

"It's always Mork, only Mork. Tess muttered to herself, "What would you do without Mock." ”

Naria stared at Akan tightly, pulling Tess's arm nervously as Mock began to ask questions and Akan began to gestify, "What is he talking about?"

Tess watched Akan's gesture and gradually began to frown.

"You're not going to like this. She said.

"He said it no different from the others, a mage took them into the mines. "As some of us have seen, the mage has become another ice dragon. ”

The dwarves were noisy, they had heard it more than once, but they were still thrilled every time they heard it. The appearance of an ice dragon was already a miracle, but they saw two of them on the same day.

"Sweetheart......" Tess whispered mournfully, "you're really scratching me." ”

Naria let go of her hand without a sound.

"Now," Kogan said triumphantly, "I don't think anyone will say anything!"

"Wait!" Naria took a step forward, still not believing that Iss would bring someone in to steal, it was neither like the man nor the dragon.

"Can I ask him a few words?" she boldly asked.

Kogan snorted unhappily, but nodded anyway.

"Akan, the mage, when has he been with you?" asked Naria softly.

Akan tilted his head and thought for a moment, and began to gesture.

"He said that there were only six of them, and they were always running around, and the man, Duane, led them north, and they found the mage in the forest, and it became seven......" Mock paused, he felt that something was not right.

"Where were you going before you found that mage?" he asked directly.

"'Duane said take me to the dwarf's house to play'. Tess was excitedly translating for Akan as things finally started to get interesting.

"Then why did you just tell us that it was the mage who brought you into the mines?" Mork asked, confused.

"'Duane let the mage go to the front, because the mage is not afraid of the dark. Tess continued translating.

"So, it's not the mage who knows how to get into the pit at all, it's Duane. Naria smiled, and she looked at Duane Cortura, who was glaring at her fiercely, his otherwise upright face twisted and stiff, a little hideous.

"Who the hell told you how to get into the mines!" Kogan yelled angrily, "If you tell me another lie, I'll throw you all to feed the onefangs!"

"What is a one-tooth?" Tess asked Mock quietly.

The dwarf had a strange expression on his face.