"Who?! Who's out there! ”

The ears on either side of his head sensed the movement outside the door, and Barend was suddenly startled and frightened, and at the same time, he felt a fire burning in his chest because of the abandonment that Miela had just said to be very neatly abandoned.

The anger made him extremely anxious at the moment, and his bearded mouth immediately asked impulsively.

When the words fell, although he immediately regretted it, he didn't turn back when he opened the bow, and he knew that the guy walking outside the door must have also noticed his existence, so he moved his right hand down......

Move to his belt and touch the one-handed battle axe that had helped him fend off a sword from Urs in the banquet hall not long ago.

It was his weapon, and he didn't forget to take it with him when he fled from the hall on the first floor in the chaos.

The footsteps approached little by little, unexpectedly coinciding with the rhythm of the gray dwarf's heartbeat for a short time, until a few seconds later, a "branch" sounded-

The door opened again.

“…… Moredi? Barende clenched his tomahawk in his right hand alone, nervous enough to go and fight to the death any of the Thorn Squad's members.

However, the person in front of him suddenly relaxed his tense nerves a little.

He saw that the man who held the handle and pushed the door open was the underground dwarf slave who had flattered and curried him countless times before.

Moretti cautiously walked into the room, his dark eyes cautiously scanning the room as if to confirm something, and after a while he watched Barende speak slowly.

With his almost iconic stammering tongue: "Ba... Barend... Adult ......"

"Dry... Do?! Barende stared at him, his own voice stammering somehow as well, "You... You damn slave! See, what the hell did you bring into town? What the hell is the origin of those dark elves and those surface people?! ”

"I... I do not know... They... Lord Barend. Seeing the gray dwarf officer's expression as if he wanted to vent his anger on himself, Moredi hurriedly lowered his head humbly and replied, "They... Originally in the Hanging Tower... Caught me... And then forced me... Take them... Come to the city. ”

"Anyway, it's all your fault, you damn little bastard, you brought those abominable surface people into the city!" The gray dwarf glared at him angrily, but fortunately after thinking about it in his head, he still didn't lose control on the spot, and couldn't help but slash the tomahawk in his hand on his head in a fit of anger, "But forget it...... Moredi, come here. ”

"You... What's... Enjoin? The underground gnome raised his head and walked over as the gray dwarf had asked.

"Use your short knife to cut some fabric from your clothes and help me bandage it briefly." Carrying the axe in his hand, Barende ordered Moredi, who was gradually walking in front of him, and said, "I remember that I sent someone to teach you how to treat your wounds in an emergency. ”

"Yes... Please wait. ”

Moretti immediately complied, bending down and drawing his short knife from a short sheath at his waist, and with a swift motion, he cut off the corner of his clothes with the knife and moved it to the left shoulder of Barende's severed arm.

"It's a little wrapped. If my bleeding doesn't stop, don't even think about it flowing in your body! The wounded grey dwarf officer stared sideways at his movements, his words threatening him as always, his battle axe in hand ready for the next battle, after all, he was sure that the Thorn Squad would not leave the town hall so soon.

In particular, the black-haired young human male, Urs, was truly shocked by the prowess he had displayed in the battle not long ago, and as he fled to the second floor, he looked back at the fierce performance of the young man who single-handedly cleaned up the two drow warriors one after another.

"So that monster is definitely not an opponent I can handle......"

As soon as he recalled the battle scene not long ago, Barende couldn't help but gasp into his mouth, and said that if he wanted to escape from the city hall next, he must not meet the young man again.

Thinking about it from another angle, as long as you escape from the city hall and reach the barracks in the direction of the city gate......

There's still a turnaround!

Those surface people are certainly strong, but they still have an army in their hands!

Thinking to himself, the gray dwarf officer, who felt that he was unlucky today, looked at the door of the room that had been pushed open and closed by Moretti just now, and tried to adjust his breathing so that his mind would not be flustered like this again-

Unexpectedly, he had just calmed down a little, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the dwarf slave beside him silently sliding the curved-bladed short knife in his hand to his throat!

"Despicable slave! You want to kill me?! Barend's eyes widened, and his muscular body immediately retreated with the pace of his legs and feet, and the battle axe in his right hand swept towards the underground dwarf slave who was so bold in his eyes.

Moretti stepped on a deft step, and withdrew his short knife in time to dodge the axe swung by the gray dwarf's arm.

He felt a stream of air from the blade of the axe turn into a cold wind on the tip of his nose.

As for the battle axe in Barend's hand, he knew that it was the sidearm of the gray dwarf officer, with a relatively powerful enchantment enhancement, once the swing of the axe blade hit the victimized target, it would integrate a wave of negative energy magic damage into the killing effect of the slash, and use the negative energy damage of the magic nature to erode the life of the target creature.

In contrast, the scimiar-bladed short knife in his own hand was just an ordinary one, and it did not have any enchantment enhancement functions except for a menacing blood groove on the blade as the highlight of the weapon.

But this could not contain the slightest trace of courage in the heart of this underground dwarf slave!

So Moredi gritted his teeth, and his dark eyes finally took off his usual disguise at this moment, and suddenly raised his head no longer humbly, and looked at the gray dwarf officer who had just noticed his murderous aura in time with a hateful gaze-

And roared: "Barend, it's time to settle the score!" ”

"You're not stammering?!"

Barende was startled by his angry roar.

However, the current situation naturally did not allow him to stand stupidly and hide in shock, even for a second - because the underground dwarf slave named Moredi grabbed the curved blade in his hand and killed him again the next moment!

Thanks to the greatsword of Urs, he now has a broken arm, his strength has broken a lot compared to normal, and he is not wearing armor at this time.

Moretti sheds the disguise he has endured so far, seizes this hard-won opportunity in front of him, and suddenly challenges him as a symbol of resistance!