Passing through the massive steel archway, the group continued to follow the dwarf.

Torch-wielding Boris walked alone at the front, not looking to have too much contact with the black-haired wizard and the others, while the cautious Lusen guarded the end of the line, his right hand never leaving the hilt of his sword at his waist for a moment.

The road is getting darker, there are more graves on both sides, and the air is getting more and more eerie... In the underground, which does not see the light of day all year round, the cold will only be "longer" and more difficult than the snow-covered Fault Mountain.

The atmosphere gradually began to become oppressive.

"Why did he agree to help you?"

The Knight of the Oath suddenly spoke, although he didn't say it explicitly, but his deliberately lowered voice and staring straight ahead had already "said" the answer.

Loren was slightly stunned and sighed softly.

"Because they were deceived. The black-haired wizard also lowered his voice, and the small voice of the voice ensured that only the Knight of Oath beside him could hear it:

"The dwarven leader of Silverhelm Mountain mistakenly believed Phanesis, believing that as long as he could destroy the Duchy of Byrne with centaurs, he could force Byrne and the Empire to join the war, and then through the pride of the Dwarven High King and our misunderstanding, he caused a war between the dwarves and Byrne. ”

"As a result, the High King will fight on two fronts at the same time, the Yunling Kingdom will be torn apart, and the Dwarves of Silverhelm Mountain will be able to take the opportunity to win over the rest of the fortresses, isolate the Supreme King at the peak of the clouds, and unify the entire Yunling Kingdom—and also weaken the empire and lay the foundation for their next invasion. ”

Looking at the sworn knight who frowned, Loren, who finished talking about this pile, couldn't help but smile: "That's what he told me, there must be something to hide but... There should be no lying. ”

"So that's what Farnesis is for, to destroy Boi, to destroy Byrne, to destroy the Yunling Kingdom... Weaken the Empire?"

The Knight's brow furrowed as he struggled to comprehend the meaning, "I'm not proficient in warfare, but can I really do it?"

"It's hard to say, but I think for the dwarves of Silverhelm Mountain, they think they can do it. Loren looked up at the indescribably large steel arches and the endless railroad tracks beneath his feet:

"The weapons and equipment provided to the centaurs may not even be scraps for them - there is no better deal to trade a pile of scrap metal for two enemies who have suffered heavy casualties and are on the verge of collapse. ”

What a "trenched" race.

The black-haired wizard who thought of this couldn't help but sigh, and smiled helplessly and self-deprecatingly.

Aren't traversers like themselves who are "routine templates" generally engaged in farming, developing steam engines and internal combustion engines, promoting the industrial revolution, and then using endless resources to drown their opponents in a sea of steel and gunpowder?

Why do you have to chase ducks to the shelves when it's your turn, and immediately face two extremely difficult opponents, and face an enemy who has been farming for hundreds of years and can't do it?

Feeling the cold railroad tracks beneath his feet, Loren's gaze shifted to the walls and corridors on both sides, and the illusion of inexplicable familiarity struck again.

Yes, it's not that it resembles the sewers of Ebolden;

Rather, it was the sewers of Ebolden, built in imitation of the dwarven mines.

The sewers of Ebolden, at the end of the first generation, were built by the followers of "Rogan in the Hat" to hide the Holy Grail of the Nine-Pointed Star;

In the second generation, Duke Byrne gave Mithril to the royal family and the church as a tribute and a symbol of submission;

In the sixth generation, the Empire officially resumed normal trade with the dwarves, and at the same time, the Church listed Mithril as a Holy Cross Relic, and smuggling and selling it were strictly prohibited;

Silverhelm Mountain, the world's earliest Mithril mine, the birthplace of the dwarves, dates back to the era of the Dragon Kingdom;

Loren felt that he was getting closer and closer to the truth and the purpose of the Farnesis.

"No, that's not what I'm talking about. ”

The Knight of the Oath suddenly shook his head, looked at Loren and said, "You didn't notice this war... Anything is wrong?"

Wrong?

The black-haired wizard's eyebrows jumped.

"Fanenscist... A month after he left the Red Blood Castle, I hadn't heard of the centaurs starting an invasion at the peak of the clouds, and there had been no unusual news from the Silverhelm Mountain. ”

The Knight's voice echoed in the darkness with a faint confusion: "And when I left the Cloud Peak, I heard the news that the centaurs had defeated Grand Duke László Varna near the Gobi. ”

"Suppose he deceived the dwarves of Silverhelm during this time into revolting... And where did you get the time to incite the centaurs to swarm and invade the Duchy of Boy?"

"He couldn't have been before this, for he was still in the Crimson Castle, secretly inciting Governor Byrne to prepare a heretical rebellion, and he couldn't have been after this, because the centaurs had already been armed from Silverhelm Mountain to defeat the Grand Duke of Varna. ”

"In the midst of this short twenty-day time difference, Phanesis... How did he do all of this?"

The black-haired wizard was immediately silent.

"Maybe... They were lying, it was their own plan to support the centaurs, but they were being used by the Phanescists. In the darkness, Loren twitched his throat and said speculations that even he didn't quite believe:

"Now that they sense the problem, they want to put all the blame on Farnesis?"

"That seems to make sense... But there is still a doubt. The Oath Knight continued, "How did the centaurs and the dwarves of Silverhelm Mountain come to an alliance?"

"The two sides are far apart, and there is the Duchy of Boi in between, and even if they can avoid the eyes and ears of the Grand Duke of Boi and the Night's Watch, how will the dwarves win the trust of the centaurs?"

Loren didn't answer, and the Knights of Oath didn't go any further.

The atmosphere in the darkness is getting heavier and more oppressive.

"I thought about it for a long time, but I couldn't figure it out. The Knight of the Oath said to himself, "So, I remembered the power that Farnesis gained after becoming an apostle of the evil gods. ”

"At Ebolden, I saw him dodging the attacks of the Imperial Legionnaires, and in the glacial wastes, he found his way to Nidhogg alone... Later, he came back from the dead again and again. ”

"I guess the power of Farenacism... Could it be that there is some connection with time?"

The black-haired wizard's eyes widened sharply.

Looking at the Knight's pensive expression, he suddenly recalled Asrael's warning..."The more one knows the power of the Black Cross Serial, the more unlikely it is to defeat him."

Just as Loren was thinking about how to remind the Knights of Oath, a dull crash suddenly sounded!

"Knock! knock!"

It was like some kind of footsteps, coming from the darkness.

The four alert men stopped at the same time, staring at the darkness in front of them.

"Knock! knock!"

The voice was getting louder and closer!

The four of them gathered in a circle almost at the same time, and the dwarf Boris who walked in front pulled out his halberd, and Lusen threw his torch directly on the ground, his sword unsheathed!

"What the hell is going on here?!"

The gray-eyed boy who muttered in a low voice licked his chapped lips, vigilantly maintaining a posture of sprinting to meet the battle at any time, and the green tendons of his hands holding the sword were exposed.

He looked up, and just as he was about to ask the dwarf, he saw that the dark-haired wizard behind him had his eyes wide open, completely preoccupied and on guard.

"Your Excellency Boris Mihailo, I have a little question for you. Clenched his teeth, Loren, who turned on "Beyond Perception", forced his calm face to be slightly hideous:

"You said... Wandering in the mines are generally poor people who are in debt and crime in the fortress, and are called 'wanderers', right?"

The dwarf's face was startled, and he also clenched his teeth: "That's right. ”

"I remember you said that as long as we don't provoke them, they won't provoke us?"

"Should... That's right. The frightened and nervous expression made his words very unconvincing.

"Knock! knock!"

The voices were getting closer, and it was obvious that it was coming towards the four of them.

"Is it ......" Loren held the bright silver in his hand and held it in front of him:

"Well, I suggest you forget about it as soon as possible. ”