In Idoris's tavern, Death Wells is tasting spicy fruit wine, and the sweat of the sailors and the smell of the sea merge into one, although it chokes on the nose, but this is the taste of the world.

After he left Evos City two years ago, he came here in a circle, intending to travel through the stormy sea to the dwarven kingdom again, and his human journey would be considered complete.

When the sun returns, hell can also run normally, but he is somewhat envious of Alena, the god of light, because she seems to have little to do other than control the sun every day.

It's different for yourself, the matter of hell reincarnation is extremely complicated, involving all intelligent beings, and it may also involve those non-intelligent beings in the future, which is difficult.

As the dean said, he may not have the idea of taking a long vacation when he walks the world.

But when he thought about it, Alena might have to juggle the prayers of countless believers at the same time, and Wells felt a little better.

He took out a gold coin and paid for the wine and the room, and Wells walked out of the tavern door, and today he made an appointment with a boat and went out to sea in the evening.

"The sunset in Haicheng is always so beautiful......

Wells was stunned for a moment in the middle of speaking, raised his eyes to the sky, and looked down at the ground.

At that moment, he couldn't feel the dean's presence anymore, or the dean was still everywhere, but he just couldn't feel it.

Shaking his head, Wells didn't dig deeper, and stepped on the big ship that was about to go to sea.

Outside, Cassia turned off his furnished phone and boarded a plane to the YLK region, this time looking for the relics of ancient Babylonian civilization.

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Kingdom of the Dwarves

No matter how big the mountain is, it can't meet the living requirements of all the dwarves, and the dwarves are trying to expand their lands as the population continues to grow.

Although there was some conflict with the orcs, fortunately, there were no major disputes.

And more and more dwarves have begun to leave their hometowns and live in orc or human societies, and their superb craftsmanship and technology can always bring people different surprises.

For example, the current chief foundry of the Solan Empire is a dwarf, and he is even a student of the master foundry Lem.

If the Church of the God of Wisdom is always exploring new knowledge, the dwarves are pushing their existing technology to the limit, and they can always play with the things that people are accustomed to.

Ximu Town, according to the ancestral calendar, the dwarven kings of the past generations have not expanded here on a large scale, but it does not affect him to be the most lively and prosperous place in the dwarven territory.

Early that morning, Lem walked out of the house as usual, with royal blood, whether it was his own strength or his contribution to the dwarves, he was enough to compete for the throne of the dwarf king.

But he didn't have the heart to do this, and he continued to study the magic seal for several years, and those lines that can be combined into countless patterns have infinite possibilities.

"Come and see, take a look, the freshly baked long sword, the purest earth flint casting, authentic dwarven craftsmanship, travel adventures, and must-have good things at home!"

"Do you want a short sword? There are only twelve short swords from Evni's family a year, a short sword that quenches poison and engraves fire and ice, and a proud student of the casting master Lem, created by Evernie herself, engraved with a third-level magic seal, and there will be no more if it's too late!"

"Hiccup...... I don't have a dagger or sword here, only wine, home-made wine, the antidote to fatigue necessary for travel, dwarven craftsmanship, you can be trusted. ”

The newborn sun is accompanied by a noisy clamour, a method that the dwarves learned from humans, and it is useful, and no one will make false claims.

Evernie was indeed a student of Lyme, and the dwarven wine was indeed devoid of it.

As the exchanges between the various races deepen, more and more humans, orcs, and even elves will come to the dwarven kingdom from far and wide, either to find something new or to find business opportunities.

Looking at the town that came alive at dawn, Lem smiled and walked to the workshop on the edge of the town with his hands behind his back.

Along the way, all the dwarves and outsiders with some insight bent down to greet the master foundry as a sign of respect.

Lem smiled and went back one by one, although he was kind and kind, but he also accepted it peacefully.

In terms of craftsmanship, there is no one in Lem on the three continents, and in terms of seniority, people who can still live with his generation can be counted on one hand.

Looking at the smiling faces of various races around him, Lem sighed quietly in his heart, the longer he lived, the more he could understand the vicissitudes of the world.

Two years ago, he received the news of the deaths of Winston and Dinah as soon as possible, and there were two fewer friends from his time.

Sometimes, in the middle of the night, he would remember encouraging Winston to study gunpowder when he was at the Academy.

From Tria to Evos, from Honoris to the current Solan Empire, from the war between the two races to the joint fight against the dark arts, until now all races are enjoying themselves.

The era of blood and fire is finally over, and those countless heroes will finally turn into a pinch of loess.

The old horse returned to the field, the armor was mottled, and looking back, it was always the years of shining golden light.

Lem walked to the workshop, a wry smile on his face.

There were many people waiting for him in the workshop, not only dwarves, but also humans and orcs, and these aliens who were attracted by the casting process and were willing to come here to learn, the dwarves also gladly accepted.

"Avennie, your nephew is selling your dagger again. Lem smiled and said.

"It's worth the money, teacher, don't think I'm selling it too much, it's a third-level magic seal!"

"Then you might as well study and research, when you can draw a fourth-level magic seal, maybe you can sell it for a better price. ”

"Teacher!"

"Huh...... Okay, let's get down to business, are things ready?"

Lem shook his head and stopped joking, what he wanted to hear most was this 'teacher', because it reminded him of his teacher, who now had students, and finally realized the helplessness of the teacher.

"Teacher, look!"

Averney led Lem deeper into the workshop, and the forges around her got out of the way.

In a clearing, an oval metal object three meters square with a dark golden surface, smooth and without traces of splicing, sits along.

A year ago, Lem was boiling water when he noticed that the boiling water vapor had opened the lid of the kettle, so he had the idea.

He then set out to design a machine that could generate its own power, and experienced a lot of problems such as explosions, lack of strength, and conflict with magic seals.

But thanks to the combined efforts of some of the dwarven foundries, the theoretically perfect instrument known as the steam engine was created.

On top of that, in the previous design, the Lyme people still used the Demon Mark as an energy source.

But in the process of exploring a little bit, they gradually refined the structure and improved the process, although the power that can be generated theoretically is not as good as the magic seal, but it can also be used by all ordinary people, it is nothing more than the set of boiling water in the stove.

"Let's get started, try what we've done for more than a year, and hopefully don't blow up again. Lem nodded.

As he spoke, the dwarves began to add water to it, adjust the valve, and begin to add coal to the mouth of the furnace.

Everyone watched cautiously at the operation of the steam engine, which was the result of their common denomination.

As time passed, heat gradually emanated from the steam engine, and strong water vapor gushed out along the valve.

At the other end of the steam engine, a handle extended by levers and gears began to move, and it continued to pick up speed.

The steam engine was noisy, but the casters cheered louder, and no one knew better than them what the machine meant, and that water and coal alone could produce an infinite amount of power, and that ordinary people could operate and use.

"It worked! I couldn't resist going to Evos City to show off. ”

"Don't worry, Evos City must have nothing to say this time, haha. ”

Evernie jumped up and down to check the parameters, while Lem smiled with satisfaction, the new craftsmanship and results were what he had been looking for all his life.

This time, it's the dwarves' turn to change the world!

While everyone in the workshop was cheering, in the woods outside Brookwood Town, Wells stroked his former dwarven short sword and sighed:

"The world is getting better and better......"

Before the words fell, Wells's figure slowly disappeared.

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