The wall in front of Koster shone with a cold light under the light of the fire, and if you looked closely, it was a weapon hanging there.

On this tall wall, there are rows of weapon racks, on which are hung all kinds of weapons, counting all kinds of black iron hammers, black iron axes, and steel one-handed swords, neatly arranged.

Feida stepped forward and stretched out his hand to touch the one-handed sword in the bottom row, this row of one-handed swords forged by the dwarves, the sword body was slightly shorter than the common one-handed sword of humans, the body of the sword was made of stainless steel, and the surface was a fine pattern left after thousands of tempering.

"The dwarves forged with magma, and the steel produced was extremely rare and extremely hard, even if it was a silver sword. Fizio took a one-handed sword from the wall, then took out a black iron ingot, which he should have taken from the warehouse just now, and slashed at the black iron ingot, only to see that the long sword was directly embedded in the black iron ingot, which was visible to the naked eye, and was firmly stuck.

"I'll go, that's fierce!" Kerst praised, drawing his silver sword "Heartbreaker" and slashing at the black iron ingot as well. It is worthy of a rare Thur silver weapon, and it is also effortless to penetrate deep into the black iron ingot. "One thing to say, this sword is no worse than my broken heart, except that it is not as beautiful as Se Yin!"

"Indeed, if you don't have such a good smelting technique, you won't be targeted by the Magic Empire, who knows that in the end, it will become a talisman for the entire dwarven race. ”

"Okay, captain, can you help us pick out a weapon!" Xiao Han urged impatiently on the side.

A few people rummaged through the warehouse, and finally, Koster chose a steel longsword with a silver glow all over to give back to Xiao Mu, Feida and Xiao Han did not find a ready-made weapon, and each carried a large number of molded metal ingots, ready to go back and ask the elven blacksmith to help build a pair of battle blades.

In the remaining warehouse, there were still some dwarven armor, but Kester gestured and found that the largest armor could not fit into him, so he had to give up helplessly. Lovely Feida picked up a small dwarven black iron round shield and placed it on Kester's chest and looked at it, "Well, you can be a heart guard." ”

"Go, go", Chester drove away Feida angrily, causing Xiaohan to laugh for a while.

The elves advocate natural balance, so every time they come to the dwarven ruins, they will only take enough weapons and materials, so seeing that everyone has almost picked up, Ficchio proposes to go back. Caster leaned up and asked, "Why doesn't Captain Ficcio pick some?" Ficchio patted the hunting bow on his back, I have this enough.

As he left, Koster led Feyda and Hans in front, and Fizio gradually extinguished all the lights in the back. The smelter, which was bright throughout, was once again dark, as it had been for hundreds of years.

When they returned to the throne room, Koster was waiting for Fizio to come, and Koster was a little idle, and suddenly on a whim, he ran to the dwarven throne and sat down.

Feida yelled anxiously, "Hey, Kerth, don't do this, respect the dwarven king." ”

Kster disagreed, "It's okay, I'm tired, I'll sit and rest, the bones of the dwarf king are probably turned to ashes, no one will care, I'll rest and feel it." Oh, by the way, kings, don't blame me. After speaking, he also bowed to the surrounding statues.

Ficchio quickly followed, and the elven captain, who had always been unsmiling, looked at Koster sitting on the throne, and sighed helplessly, "Koxter, don't you feel a little uncomfortable sitting on such a short throne?"

Chestter shook his two long legs, "Really, this chair is too low to put its legs." ”

"Then you're still sitting!" said Feida.

"To be honest, Kerst is probably the first person to sit on the dwarven throne in hundreds of years, and when we came, we didn't dare to be presumptuous in front of the elders. How's it like to be a dwarven king?"

Kester shook his head in amusement, not taking care of Ficcio.

"Alright, Koster, if you don't go, we'll go. Feida turned around and stomped on him, pulling Xiaohan to leave.

"Don't worry, I'm here", a hurried voice came from behind him, "Ouch, what is this thing in my hand, ouch!"

Hearing the cry of Kerster, several people who were already about to leave suddenly turned around, only to see that there was no longer Chester on the throne.

"Casther!" Feida shouted, hurriedly rushed to the throne, looked around, and there was no figure of him, Xiao Han beside him, reached out and tugged Feida's arm, and then pointed to the ground, the expression on his face was quite wonderful.

Feida looked down, and her face also became very exciting.

It turned out that under the dwarven throne, I don't know when a secret door was opened, and there was a spiral staircase down in the secret door, and Koster was falling down the stairs in a ridiculous posture at this time, with his feet facing the sky.

Feida couldn't help but cover her mouth and laugh, "It's bad luck to let you go and sit." ”

Kester looked unhappy, "Still laughing, still laughing, still not pulling me up." ”

Ficcio also came to the edge of the throne, and he looked at Koster in amazement, "Minister Kost, you have the ability, this secret door, I have seen it for the first time, how did you find out." ”

At this time, Kist had already been pulled up by Fayda, rubbing his buttocks, and pointing to the armrest of the throne angrily, "It's not this broken handrail yet!"

Only then did everyone notice the dwarven king's royal seat. On the armrest of the chair, there was originally a weapon on the left and a right hand, a golden hammer on the left and a golden axe on the right (Note 1), but at this time, the golden axe on the right hand side was still normal, and the gold hammer on the left hand side was tilted to the other side.

Ficcio's eyes lit up, he stepped forward, curiously to pull the golden hammer, effortlessly, the golden hammer followed the direction of Ficchio's force, returned to its original position, a creak, the secret door on the ground, slowly closed. Ficcio turned the golden hammer again, and the secret door opened again.

Seeing such a miracle, Feida couldn't help but step forward, she tried to pull the golden axe in her right hand, and unexpectedly, nothing happened. It seems that only the golden hammer in the left hand can open the mechanism.

No one spoke, and this discovery prevented everyone from leaving. Kester gestured to Ficchio with his eyes, and Ficchio hesitated, but pulled the golden axe again, and the secret door slowly opened.

"Do you come first or do I come first?" asked Kester.

Ficcio didn't reply, and walked straight up the steps, and Koster shrugged and followed.

The steps were not high, only fifteen steps, and soon they went down to the bottom, and everyone realized that directly below the throne hall was a small secret room.

Kester rubbed his hands together, "This is probably the dwarven king's treasure trove, let's take a look." Feida glared at him angrily.

Ficcio took out his "guiding star" lantern and lit it up.

This secret room is not very large, after standing for four people, it does not seem very spacious, there is a stone table in the room, and there is a large bookcase next to it, which is rotten. Koster walked over to the table and looked at it, and saw only a few pieces of parchment that had long since decayed, and a few dusty quills on the table.

"This is supposed to be the place where the dwarven king rests, nothing special. Feida concluded, "There's still a treasure trove, what are you thinking?"

Ficchio agrees. After looking carefully at the things on the table, he suddenly felt moved, stretched out his hand, stroked the sheepskin crumbs on the table, and exclaimed.

"What's wrong, what's wrong?" was the first to reach over to look.

It turned out that a piece of writing had been carved on the table with some sharp object.

Ficcio's discovery made everyone very curious, and he could leave this text in the dwarven king's secret room, indicating that it was really talking about a very important thing, but unfortunately, none of the dwarven words on it could be read and understood by anyone present.

"What to do?" asked Kerst with a look in his eyes as Ficcio.

Still experienced in Ficcio, he tore off a liner from his suit, then grabbed Koster's hand and slashed mercilessly.

"Ouch, what are you doing!" Kerster, feeling the pain, watched in confusion as Ficcio squeezed some blood from his own wound and put the rag on it.

"You want to go back?", Kerst understood, "If you go back, you can go back, what are you doing with me!Ah, Ficcio!"

Ficcio paused Kester, "Here is the tallest you born, the best physique, and the most blood, don't you need yours, do you want to use my noble elven blood?"

Kester was speechless for a moment, and it seemed that it was impossible to reason with the elves.

The expanded graphic text was put in Ficcio's breast pocket, "Go back to the elders and ask what it means." ”

The group walked out of the throne room, bypassed the sculpture at the gate of the Black Iron City, and walked towards the mine. Finally, he reluctantly looked at the abandoned dwarven main city, and was slightly touched, "Feida, you say, one day, we humans will also disappear in the long river of time like this?"

Feida did not speak, and fell silent.

This time the harvest was quite fruitful, and Kerst found a large bag, all filled with metal ingots and the long sword he found, and Feida and Xiaohan also had their own harvests. It was easy to climb down the mine and into the abandoned tunnel, and after a long while, Koster was the first to get out of the hole.

Outside the cave, it was actually night, and it seemed that the time spent in the dwarf kingdom was not short. With a full harvest, he walked all the way to Nosirio, when the light of day was just shining. Kester could already see the figure of the large green magic shroud looming in the trees.

However, unexpectedly, Kerst suddenly found that there were a lot of elves faintly running around in the magic cover, and Vester turned his head to look at Ficchio, "Captain Ficchio, what's wrong?"

Captain Ficchio shook his head, indicating that he didn't know what was going on. The magic shroud cut out all sounds, and I couldn't hear what they were shouting.

Note 1: In dwarven history, hammers and axes appear quite frequently. Some researchers have researched that the axe and hammer may be the totems of the dwarven race, equivalent to the heraldry of humans.