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Gothrum cleared his throat, but before reading the letter, he said, "Os, this letter seems to have been written to you by a black dragon!" ”

Oss was surprised, and his first reaction was, of course, to think of Onini, but just by hearing the title at the beginning, he knew that this letter could never have been written by Onnie.

"Regardfully, the mighty and merciful Lord Osmar Garissus,

As you can see, I am not an ordinary human, but I come from the Black Dragon clan. Out of a hostile position, I should not have written this letter, let alone told you about the terrorist plots that are being carried out. But I ...... I still chose to do this, just to meet you, in the place where the Excalibur was born. ”

Gothrum looked up and looked at the expression on Oss's face, "It's not here anymore, and there's no signature at the end, just a blackened paw print." ”

As soon as the words fell, the letter in Gothrum's hand suddenly ignited spontaneously from the paw prints, and burned directly to ashes.

"Are you alright?!"

Gothrum was taken aback: "Uh, it's okay, this fire doesn't seem to have temperature, it just burned the letter to ashes." ”

Oss nodded, then fell silent.

"Anyway, Os, the content of this letter is really straightforward, and it sounds very sincere, not at all like the evil and cunning that I think the black dragon should have!"

Oss nodded again and said, "It's useless to think about it, just go and see." ”

"Could it be a conspiracy?" It's rare that Gothrum could have thought of this.

"No, it won't." Oss said, very sure, "He dared to mention the divine will, and specified that he would meet in the place where the divine will was created. It's only been three days now, and in a short period of time, I'm afraid that even His Majesty the Black Dragon King won't want to go to that place again. ”

"Oh." Gothrum suddenly came to his senses and asked with great interest, "If that's the case, that is, there is a black dragon who wants to take refuge in you?" ”

"Huh." Oss laughed and said, "You think too much, Gothrum, although I don't understand what this black dragon is going to do, but under the rule of His Majesty the Black Dragon King, it is unlikely that any black dragon will dare to blatantly betray it." ”

"Okay, but he only wrote the location, not the time, what should we do?"

"If I'm not mistaken, he's already waiting there."

Gothrum tightened the strap of the sword box, looking extremely excited: "Then shall we go and meet this black dragon for a while now?" ”

"There's no hurry." Oss raised his hand and pressed Gothrum and commanded, "First of all, go and ask if anyone can translate the troll language; The second thing is to signal to Big Brother Furstad that I have something to ask him for. And I'm going to interrogate the Dragonthroat Orcs first. ”

"Leave it to me."

Oss and Gothrum then split up.

It's just that, compared to Gothrum, who did the two things he confessed beautifully, Oss got nothing.

"Actually, Big Brother Furstad has interrogated those dragon-throated orcs, and they are either hard bones and sent to the Red Dragons by us, or soft bones who will only cry and beg for mercy." Gothrum said as he tied the reins to a griffon.

"It seems that we can only count on Zuluhid alive."

Preparing the griffin that Oss was going to ride, Gothrum turned around and asked, "By the way, Os, what advice do you want to ask for from Big Brother Furstad?" If you want me to say, wouldn't it be nice for you to make your own decisions, who would go against your will? ”

Oss shook his head and said, "This is different, anyway, Daddy is no longer here, and Big Brother Furstad deserves to inherit the throne." Therefore, if there is any major matter about the Brute Hammer Clan, you should ask the eldest brother's opinion. ”

"That's right."

As he spoke, Oss took out a delicate white candle from his spatial package: "What do you think of kobolds?" ”

Gothrum was asked, and took the candle in a daze: "Dog...... Kobolds? ”

"Yes, kobold."

"Uh...... Weak? Greedy? And also...... And also...... All in all, no big deal! We've fought them in Lokmodan before, and we're pretty quick to escape. Gothrum only said two derogatory terms, and didn't take the kobold seriously at all.

"Maybe you're right, but kobolds have their own strengths and strengths."

Gosrum asked, "What's there?" ”

"Mining."

"We dwarves are better at it!"

"Underground Raid."

"The brothers of the Black Iron Clan are even better!"

"Scouting."

"The brothers of the Thunder Spear Clan and the Far Mountain Clan are even better! Of course, there are also the griffon knights of our Brute Hammer tribe, who are even better! ”

Oss glared at Gothrum angrily, and even stared at Gothrum to the point where he shrunk his neck, but he was still muttering to himself, "What I said is the truth! ”

"I'm just trying to show that kobolds aren't useless. What's more, they are also part of the intelligent race, and I don't want to one day in the future when they fall into evil again because of discrimination. Oss patted Gothrum on the shoulder and said word by word, "For the sake of the future, we must unite all the forces that can be united!" ”

Scratching his head, Gosrum said with a grin: "I didn't think about any big reason, anyway, just follow you!" So what do I do? ”

"Find an upwind outlet outside the gates of the royal city, light this candle, and the leader of this kobold clan will find this place."

"Yes!"

"Remember, if they arrive before I come back, don't cause a conflict."

"Rest assured, unite all the forces that can be united! I remember! Gothrum is now learning and using it, his eyes rolling slightly, "Think about it, they can do what we are good at, although it will be a discount, but if they want to, they can also be a helper." ”

Stepping into the griffon's saddle, Oss stroked the griffin's snow-white mane, "That's it, all we need to pay is respect and two veins they like to live in, to help them build a home." ”

Gothrum clearly cares more about divine consciousness than kobolds. He took off the sword box behind his back and handed it to Oss with a reluctant expression: "Don't you really need me to be an entourage?" ”

Oss didn't take the sword box, but just advised: "Your task is to take care of the royal city and the divine will, besides, it is too aggressive and too cautious to bring the divine will to meet a black dragon." Moreover, the place of creation is in the valley less than forty miles to the west, whether it is me or the royal city in the event of an accident, we can support each other in time. ”

With that, Osla tightened the reins, and the griffin screamed and flew high!