The hall fell silent suddenly. After careful consideration, Dwalin came up with the most probable result. They put so much into this work, hundreds of years of time and effort, and if the end result is just an innocuous story, then what's the point of their research? That's why Gimli believes what is written on the tablets, ignoring the greatest possibility, which is that it's just a story. Maybe the other party is aware of this, but they just don't want to face it.

"Seriously man, I hope Wang Cheng hasn't invested too many resources into this."

"Oh? Tell us what you think. ”

Gimli wasn't annoyed by being questioned, but it was possible that he was terminally ill with self-hypnosis.

"I'd like to hear your conclusions, what do you think it is, history or prophecy?"

"My friend, of course this is history, I haven't heard that our ancestors still have the ability to predict the world in tens of thousands of years, if that's the case, there are still human races and elves or something."

Dewalin's expression was calm, but there was some mixed feelings inside, he didn't know if the other party was crazy or genius, but Gimli seemed to be on the verge of danger, sometimes rational and sometimes crazy, and he used his logic to make everything seem so ordinary.

"Okay, so let's say this history is true, and it took you a long time to finally prove that these really happened, and then what? What conclusions have you come to and what is the point of paying for this piece of stone that has sunk into the ground and rotted to the ground and then turned into powder and condensed into meaningless stones? ”

In Devalin's opinion, the question should be like a stick, so he used heated rhetoric to try to wake Gimli up once and for all, but apparently this did not have the desired effect.

"First of all," Dwarin held out a stubby finger, "I can't tell that you have a pretty big vocabulary and are worthy of being a dwarven legendary merchant, which will be of great help to our future plans." ”

"Secondly, there is only one reason why we are like this, it is not me who deceives yourself, but you. You should be able to tell what we're focusing on from the book just now, and while it's hard to believe without other corroboration, it's not so much that you don't mention it at all. As you may have realized, the reason why we are expending so much resources and time, let alone His Majesty the King. ”

Dwalin sighed.

"So, you're trying to suggest to me that history will repeat itself? Will all the races on the continent suffer another Great Purge? Terrans, elves, or will we disappear or partially disappear in this catastrophe, replaced by new races? ”

"I'm not implying to you, I'm telling you that."

Dwalin folded his arms over his chest and dragged his chin with his right hand, as if lost in thought. Suddenly, a couch appeared out of thin air behind him, and he sat down incredibly naturally. Time flew by, and after five minutes, he looked up as if he had figured something out.

"Uh...... Do you want to sit or not. With that, Dwalin deliberately moved his ass and sat down on the edge of the couch.

"Why, you want to die! Do you carry a sofa with you? There's too much money, right, I don't know how to build it, there's too much space equipment, right, I don't know what to install, sofa! Then do you still have a coffee table bed or something that you haven't taken out! Hey, what kind of eyes are you! Really, isn't it? You think you're a snail, don't you, wandering around with your home on your back! Couch! ”

Gimli gasped for breath, apparently holding his breath, and he could endure it for a full five minutes so as not to disturb Dwalin's train of thought.

"I'm different from you, it's normal to be wandering around with this. Well, don't care about these details, sit or not. ”

Gimli hesitated for a few seconds, but finally sat down on the couch...... Not to mention, what Devalin is carrying is really not an ordinary color, the softness and hardness of sitting are moderate, and the material feels very comfortable to touch.

"Comfortable, isn't it?"

"Not yet...... Less nonsense, figured it out? ”

"Honestly, how can you figure it out, you want me to believe that the end times are coming without any basis in the facts. Are you still only telling me the conclusion because the so-called corroboration cannot be shown to me? ”

"That's right, the level involved in that information is too high to be leaked to you, it's not that I don't believe you, it's just that if you are caught, I think there are still many ways to break through your will and directly obtain the information in your head."

"Understood, if you don't say it, then let me guess." Dvalin paused for a few seconds, then said, "During this period of fifty to thirty years ago, powerful beasts frequently appeared on the continent and on the sea, is it one of these information? Also, the Hero Chamber of Commerce organized a fleet to prepare to retake the ancient road, wouldn't it have something to do with this? ”

Gimli didn't speak, but the silence itself answered some questions. Dwalin had to begin to confront this seemingly absurd prophecy.

"If this is true, can the exact time be determined?"

This time, Gimli responded, shaking his head, "Not even a hundred years to be accurate, there is no evidence to judge, only to say, that is getting closer and closer to us." ”

"Good!" Dwalin suddenly let out a loud shout, and continued, "Leave it to you whether I believe it or not, tell me everything you can tell me, especially when it comes to my next mission, after all, no matter what my point of view is, these things have to be done, don't they." ”

"Your mission is directly related to the stone slab that Your Majesty is looking at, I don't know if you have noticed it."

"I've been very concerned about it since the beginning, if you can't lock the time, then the death of the so-called 'immortal' is the only criterion for judging."

"Very smart, please continue."

"But that's a blur, King Gaia? Although he has gained a long life, it is only relative to humans, and a dwarf who knows how to maintain it can live to be six hundred years old, not to mention that he is already dead. So it's the elves? Dude, in your opinion, it shouldn't be, although elves claim to be long, but they are certainly not immortal, they will also grow old, I once witnessed the death of an old elf. Other than that, the powerful beasts in those dark corners are not human. ”

"You yourself have said that these words can only be relatively accurate if they are placed in a specific context, for example, the translation of you, the 'immortal person', may be problematic in itself, it can be 'the person who cannot die', or it itself means 'the person who lives a long life'."

"So it's an elf?"

"It's possible."

"Big brother, although the elven clan is the least among the three clans, but please, there are at least tens of thousands of elves in the entire Odashir."

"So, that's where your wisdom comes in."

……

Over the next half-hour, Gimli elaborated on their guess and the plan they had developed to Dwalin.

"You're afraid that I won't die."

Dwalin couldn't help but sigh after listening to all the tasks.

"Elven Court?" He tilted his head and looked out the window at the night, thinking to himself.