The dwarves weren't official, they were really in a meeting.

A stone house with no extra furnishings except for a few chairs. Robbie faced the fireplace, silently looking at the boiling tea in the iron kettle of the fireplace. Sendak stood behind him, his hands in his trouser pockets. Farther away, several white-bearded dwarven elders sat in the center of the room, one of them standing up and began to make his point, trying to win the support of the others.

"This is our most important secret, and I am against revealing it to anyone other than us dwarves. ”

"Important secrets are not necessarily important to others. "Sendak is actually very old, but in this room he is still a young man, the more radical kind.

"And without Lord Richard's help, the Horde might have been defeated by the Minotaur. ”

"He's not here to help us, the man has his own purpose. Maybe it's to share the profits of iron ore, or maybe it's something else. The elder who spoke first responded.

Ordinary dwarves may be more silly, but these old men who are in charge of a tribe have long been human spirits. They don't easily believe that it's the righteous partners who come to help, and there must be deeper interests behind them.

"But objectively it did help us, and I don't think anyone can deny that. ”

The true simplicity of dwarves is that they are truly grateful for the kindness of others, a rare virtue in humans.

Another elder tapped his finger on the handrail and said to his colleagues on the left and right, "I think Sendak's idea has a point. ”

"Seconded. ”

"Against. ”

"Against. ”

The statements of several elders reached a stalemate, and when they looked at each other, they all looked unconvinced.

"Elders. Robbie turned, and this was the first time he had taken the initiative to speak at a council of elders since he had assumed the role of patriarch. Probably because of nervousness, his voice trembled slightly.

"We have to admit that the chances of not succeeding are still there, and the shadow of failure is never far away. ”

He didn't specify it, but the other elders clearly knew what was being said and nodded slightly in agreement.

"With the strength of Big Brother Richard, Xu Hui is the last hope, after all, no one in the tribe is as strong as him. ”

After a period of whispering, the new idea was finally supported by the majority of the elders.

"Adjourn, then execute. ”

............

When Robbie and Sendak find Richard, the latter searches the world for whips.

The two troll shamans curled up in the corner as if they had done something wrong, their honest eyebrows and eyes huddled together, looking very sad. The problem is that with their size, even if they are curled up, they are almost as tall as a dwarven stone house.

Nehru sat next to the two team leaders and watched all this, smiling sheepishly gloating.

Last time, dozens of Minotaurs were knocked down in the First World War, and Nehru was not in the system queue, and all the experience was cheap.

That large amount of experience allowed him to rise two levels, and with it, of course, an increase in intelligence. Hmph is a very competitive troll shaman.,After brewing for a while, he also awakened a new earth-based spell by the way.。

This would have been a good thing, but it was this spell that almost made the lord angry and had a heart attack, because of its name—Fertile Soil.

"Awakening which spell should be random. Anne was trying to dissuade Richard from being violent.

"No, it must have something to do with my tendencies, the two of them just owe a beating. Nehru immediately chose to raise his hand to denounce it.

Soil fertility As the name suggests, it increases the fertility of the soil and makes it more suitable for crop growth.

What the Lord Lord wants most is a powerful Plastic Energy Spell, and a blessing-type spell like Stone Skin is also acceptable. In any case, "fertile soil" is too useless for the mountain fort – the climate of the wilderness itself is not suitable for cultivation.

Soil Fertility also has a very old and slightly ironic nickname: the best spell.

This nickname can be traced back to the period of the liberal doctrine of a school called the Physiocrats and the School of Magic, whose main point of view is that agriculture is the foundation of survival, so magic should be kept away from war, and all the use of magic should serve the development of agriculture.

The spell of fertile soil was very much admired by the representative of the school, Archmage Quenet, and he did not hesitate to praise it as the best spell in the world.

This idea of pastoral orientation is undoubtedly very beautiful and even very lovely, but it is a pity that this beauty and loveliness are not accepted by most people in the world, and the physiocrats have only disappeared in history for a short time, and have not set off half a wave.

They are committed to peace, but the world has never given them peace. And the idea of not defending by force is more fragile and powerless than straw paper.

"Brother Richard, don't be angry, the elders have something to do with you. Robbie stretched out his hands and stopped in front of him.

The lord gave up the idea of jumping over his head out of reason.

"What's the matter?" said Anne, relieved.

"Trivia about logistical supplies and tactical arrangements. Sendak lied and remained silent.

Woya Trading House and Takayama Fort are both friends of the dwarves, but there is obviously an essential difference between the friends who make money together and the friends who send charcoal in times of crisis, so there is only one target to share secrets.

Richard thought that there was something important, and without saying a word, he threw aside the whip that had just arrived, and before leaving, he did not forget to glare at the pitiful snort.

Nearby, a spacious stone house served as the dwarven council chamber, but Richard found that their destination was not there, but was gradually moving in a remote direction.

"The elders aren't in the council chamber?" he was a little curious.

In my impression, the group of old people are all pale because of the lack of sunlight, and they may collectively replenish the sun.

"Waiting for you in front. Sendak looked up in response.

"Brother Richard, do you know why we have to hold on to this place under our feet?" Robbie suddenly asked as he walked along the way.

"Protect the iron ore that your gods have given you. Richard's tone was unconsciously a little indebted, after all, no one had ever seen God, and he was inherently lacking in reverence for the unproven.

As soon as he said this, he regretted it a little, after all, since the dwarves can fight to this point, faith should be unimaginable piety for ordinary people. He didn't want to fall out with the dwarves because of a little bit of a mouth fetish.

However, such concerns proved to be completely unfounded.

Neither Sendak nor Robbie were angry at all, and they didn't act like devout believers at all.

"Actually...... That's only part of the reason. ”

Walking side by side, Richard could only see the top of Robbie's head, and he didn't know what his facial expression was, but he could also hear the complex and tangled emotions hidden in his tone.

"Wait. Richard closed his eyes and pinched his eyebrows, no matter how dull he was, he smacked the abnormality, "I'm going to hear a secret next, right?"

"Not to hear, but to see. Sendak quickened his pace.