Dwarven King, Ironforge Castle.

Dwalin walked slowly with figure-eight steps. To be honest, most of the initial anger had subsided, and he was now wandering around the living quarters of Ironforge Castle. Unlike the Dark Furnace, where Dwalin needs to hide in a remote corner to find some peace, the core living quarters of this city are a paradise. In the distance, he heard some tapping, it was the forge department at work, and you could imagine majestic dwarves concentrating on their workbenches. The sound is just absent, there is no sense of noise at all, but it gives people a faint comfort.

"Thorin, what is that?" Dwarin walked casually, talking to Thorin, who was half a step behind.

As a merchant, he was in constant contact with Ironforge. As we all know, the skills of the dwarves in forging have a long heritage, and only the elves can compare with them in terms of craftsmanship, but the elves are far inferior to the dwarves, and that is the output. The natural lifespan of dwarves is four hundred years, three or four times that of humans, and elves have a unique advantage in this regard, they have a long growth period, so the growth of an elven weapon master is destined to be extremely long. In terms of forging skills, elves are more focused on magic and the power of nature, while dwarves rely on a large number of earthfire, lava, and a wide variety of processing machines. So dwarven weapons, armor, and even powerful guns can be mass-produced, and it's conceivable that Dwalin definitely wants to get involved. But the threshold of the Dwarf King City is not ordinarily high, with his years of hard work, he has not broken the gap, but only took over some small orders of business, I have to say that this is a pity.

"Oh, that's the divination hall."

Behind him was a young dwarf, easily distinguishable from his beard, his expression a little wooden, and his mind did not seem to be very bright. Gimli's griffon team returned to his life after bringing him here, and assigned Thorin to be his guide, and according to D'Valin's several attempts and observations, it seemed that there was really only one person following him, which undoubtedly made him feel bad about the city, and his previous unhappiness became more and more light.

"Divination? No way! ”

Dwarin almost jumped, he was frightened. When did the dwarves get this craft? He'd never heard of it. Although he had been to and from Ironforge many times, he had never set foot in the living area, because it was located on the second floor of the castle and was not open to outsiders, and it was the first time he had come here, so he didn't expect it to be a surprise for the first time.

"Is it really divination?" He quickly asked, obviously curious.

As if he didn't understand his question, Thorin tilted his head and thought for a few seconds, then shook his head. After a short exchange, Dwalin knew that this was what he did not understand, so he suppressed the curiosity in his heart and continued on his way, secretly jotting down this question, and he must ask it when he meets Gimli again.

The Ironforge Castle occupies a very large area, and the living quarters on the second floor are still above ground, and Dwalin does not know how many floors the Ironforge Fort has, but he has only guessed based on some historical biographies that there should be no less than six floors above the mineral deposits. The two of them walked and stopped, and Dwarin even spent money on a few knick-knacks, of course, he couldn't buy weapons or anything, after all, this was the living area, and the iron tools were probably only pots and kitchen knives.

"Dear Brother Dvalin, I hope you enjoy life here."

Gimli, who had been missing for about an hour, reappeared, and Dwalin had seen the other man approaching him from a distance two minutes earlier. There was only one squire behind Gimli, a standard warrior with a crossed two-handed axe behind his back, not like an ornament.

Dewalin took off his hat, bent slightly, and lowered his right foot behind his left foot, saluting like a hippie performer on a curtain call.

"Whoa, my most esteemed Lord Gimli, are you going to give me a house by asking this? I think I've fallen in love with this place, it's many times stronger than the broken territory of the dark furnace, and I don't feel sorry for the broken house I gave up now. ”

Jimli Khan, this is just a simple greeting, this is to slander a house! Building a house is just about using some stones, and the other party is not looking at this at all, but the right of residence in Ironforge Castle, or as a local resident! He has some bad premonitions, and I'm afraid that the negotiations will not go too smoothly in the future.

"Haha...... Ahaha, Brother Devalin likes it, come on, come on, I have prepared good wine and food, let's go have something to eat, the king will summon you personally in the evening, brother should be ready. ”

Dwalin chuckled, it was just a simple temptation, but he didn't think that he could really get residency, and it didn't cost anything to try anyway.

"O king......" He still did not know what the other party's purpose was, or what was worth the other party's expense. The journey had been long enough, and he had thought of countless possibilities, but he couldn't pinpoint the real reason. But he is a good businessman, and this action means that they should not solve it by force, at least not yet. So now he just needs to be patient enough and wait for the other party's first move.

Gimli led the way, followed by Dwalin and began to make his way underground. Originally, the entire Iron Fort was only two floors above ground, and it had been buried underground from the third floor. Along the way, Dwalin never hid his curiosity, and asked questions when he found them, and it didn't matter if he didn't get answers, because he didn't think that there were many opportunities to go deep into the royal city. But as time went on, although he still asked some questions from time to time on the surface, his essence had changed, and he was not as unscrupulous as before. For example, he would now ask why there was a "divination hall", and then ask the inhabitants of the fort what obligations they had to bear, and so on, but as if he didn't care about the forge, city defense, etc., his eyes were honest, and most of the time he would only wander back and forth between the road in front of him and Gimli's face. Because he had already walked through the arming area of the third layer, and the mechanical forging of the fourth layer, he was heading to the fifth layer, and he believed that this was already the core area of the royal city.

Soon, not long after stepping onto the fifth floor, they stopped, and while Dwalin breathed a sigh of relief, his curiosity grew again. He pretended to glance at his surroundings casually, but couldn't come to any conclusions for the time being. In his imagination, the functions of the remaining floors would definitely be obscure, and he believed that there must be some secret location except for one floor that belonged to the exclusive area of the royal family. He followed Gimli into a drawing-room-like place, where there was already someone waiting at the table.

Dewalin noticed a noticeable stagnant movement in front of him at Gimli, which quickly turned into shock. For Gimli had beaten his chest with his right hand, and fell to his knees on one knee, and shouted with a loud voice: "Your Majesty! ”

This was too much of a surprise, and then, unsurprisingly, Dwalin knelt down......