Duke received a reply from the Imperial Capital and the Church almost simultaneously.

This made him have to sigh that money is really able to do whatever he wants, and it took him almost a month to deliver two letters to each other, but they didn't have to wait three days to reply to them.

The messengers arranged by the Imperial Capital were griffon knights that few people on the continent could always have, and these knights rode tame magical beasts called griffons.

Not only is it extremely fast, but it also has extremely powerful combat power.

In this backward era, it can be said that it is completely the hegemon of the air, and it maintains a strong deterrent against all armies.

The knight, dressed in gilded armor and richly dressed, handed Duke a richly framed envelope, and left without saying a word, not wanting to say too much to his shabby Duke of the North.

But Duke didn't care, and he pulled out the canonization decree issued to him by the emperor from the envelope, which proclaimed in black and white that he had officially become the rightful lord of Connaughton with a hint of rosin, and had supreme rule.

Compared with others, this light but weighty canonization decree is the best gift for him.

Before he had recovered from the joy of officially gaining the Connaughton area, a messenger from the church handed him a letter to visit.

So Duke met the archbishop of the Pyles, the largest diocese in the north, in the castle hall.

He was wearing a pure white robe, with complex and mysterious golden lines on the placket and cuffs, and although the crown on his head was not luxurious, it gave people a sense of sacredness.

He didn't say much when he came to meet Duke, but as a representative of the Holy Radiance Cathedral, he asked Duke for his cooperation in investigating the cult incident in the Connaughton area and the suspected erosion of the Dark Mountains.

Duke naturally agreed, after all, he reported these two things to the Holy See himself, and they also really threatened the stability of his territory.

Then they exchanged a few words of greeting, and the archbishop took his leave.

Duke looked at the two documents in his hand, only to feel the stone in his heart fall to the ground, and he felt a sense of relief.

However, the investigation team of the Church of Light still needs to be careful not to let them investigate and go to the Dark Mountains to mine.

At present, only fifty soldiers are arranged every week as temporary miners to try to mine the magic stone vein, mainly to dig out a part of the magic stone as a sample for common sense, and then consider the plan of complete mining.

Just then, a soldier ran in and reported with a strange face: "Lord, a strange team has been found outside the south gate. And they're approaching our territory. ”

"Strange team?"

"Yes, they don't look like normal humans, and there are more than three hundred of them. The soldier replied, adding his judgment, "Those people don't look like outcasts. ”

Not like normal humans? Not outcasts, rushing towards the fortress in droves?

These thoughts flashed through Duke's mind, and he wondered a little depressed that it could be another monster charging towards the northern fortress.

But it's not the right direction.

He stood up and prepared to inspect the walls, and commanded, "Go and call Lenia too." ”

Bringing a strong chief knight is an excellent guarantee for your own life safety.

The soldier took the order, and he put on his coat and robes and left the castle after him.

When he climbed the wall, he was surprised to find that Lenia was already standing there waiting.

"Did you find anything, not some monster, right?" asked Duke with a slight sigh of relief to Lenia.

Without a carriage, he had to trot over, and he had to climb a section of the wall, which was still a challenge for him, a mage who was not known for his physical strength.

"It's not a monster, it seems to me that it should be a migratory dwarven tribe, and this is the first time that such a horde of dwarves has appeared in the public eye, and it is understandable that the soldiers think that something bad wants to storm the fortress. ”

Lenia replied in a somewhat strange tone, because the appearance of dwarves of this scale in the field of vision of humans was still a matter of ancient times, and the current dwarves basically settled away from humans and basically did not come into contact with humans.

It is indeed unusual for a dwarf to swagger like this, and it is normal for a low-level soldier to be unprepared for such a situation.

Dwarf?

Duke's heart moved, followed by a burst of ecstasy that his long-awaited tech talent was finally coming to work after so long of wading through mountains and rivers.

He immediately added an eagle eye to himself, and immediately caught a glimpse of the short and fat figure walking at the front of the group.

The iconic beard and honest face, as well as the copper-yellow metal box on his back, all indicate that the dwarven patriarch knelt in front of him in a fantasy world to seek a way out for his race.

Great joy instantly filled his heart, and this can be said to be the most important guest of the day.

These more than 300 dwarves are not only a simple population, but also a variety of technologies, meaning the infinite possibilities of the territory.

"Quick!, order the gates of the city to be opened, and welcome our visitors from afar with the highest courtesy. Duke waved his hand for his soldiers to open the gates and drawbridges that had just been closed in order to deal with the situation, and had Vlavich called for a guard of honor to welcome the dwarves.

Lenia, who was standing next to Duke, was a little confused, and asked suspiciously, "Lord, what's going on? Those dwarves may just be passing by, so we don't need to bother so much, right?"

Duke smiled and mysteriously explained to her, "It was God's revelation that brought us to meet here. ”

Without waiting for the more confused Lenia to react, she walked down the city wall with brisk steps.

He was already thinking about what etiquette to use to welcome the anvil patriarch, and he didn't know whether to use the kiss salute that was common among nobles directly, or the more intimate hug ceremony.

Thinking of Anvil's bushy beard, he was still more inclined to give him a big hug.

By the time he reached the gates, the soldiers had scrambled to let go of the winch, opened the heavy iron-clad wooden gates, and babbled down the drawbridge.

Flags and soldiers with spears stood in two columns, and the guard of honor with trumpets was already ready, and a crowd of onlookers with good deeds were arranged to gather on both sides of the city gate.

At the end of Duke's vision, the team of pure dwarves was getting closer and closer to the castle......