What Roger and Luna talked about that night, no one else knows.

However, Roger went out with Master Ouattara early the next morning.

"I said boy! You dwarf uncle hasn't rested enough, why are you in such a hurry? Master Vatara shouted dissatisfied, but there was a lingering worry in his seemingly angry expression.

After all, during the Demon Plague ten years ago, Master Vatara was forced to sign the contract document by the Demon Clan at the risk of the lives of the dwarves of the entire clan, and since then he has left his hometown.

Ten years have passed, and whether the clan that suffered heavy losses in the demon disaster still exists really worries the old dwarf's heart.

And as he got closer to his hometown, the old dwarf became more and more reticent.

However, Roger just dragged the old dwarf out of the door without hesitation, which really made the old dwarf very dissatisfied with his hometown.

Ignoring the old dwarf's complaints, Roger led the old dwarf straight to the mountain range west where the Misty Forest meets the Whispering Forest.

Master Ouattara's small tribe is said to have settled in that mountain range before the Demon Plague ten years ago. Although Master Wattara, who was the patriarch, was captured, it is possible that the small clan may still be there.

However, in fact, both of them knew very well that the best outcome of a small dwarven tribe that had lost a large amount of strong labor in the demon plague would be to merge with other large tribes.

Sure enough, when the two arrived at the original location of the mountain dwarf tribe a day later, the building was already empty.

But Master Ouattara was visibly relieved.

Because, the dwarven huts were clearly undamaged, and there were no traces of battle left in the village, and it was clear that the anvil tribe of Ouattara had not been destroyed by the attack of the demonic beasts.

After carefully inspecting each hut, both of them could be sure that the original Anvil tribe had safely evacuated the village, each of them taking all the daily necessities such as hammers, and leaving behind unimportant bulky items that could be made or purchased by themselves.

Looking at the melting pot with traces of being moved, Roger was a little embarrassed. Should it be said that it is worthy of the forging race, even when it moved, it tried to move the forging furnace with it?

Master Vatara left the largest room in the village with a solemn expression and walked straight towards Roger.

"What's wrong?" Roger was a little strange, wasn't he okay just now?

"Well, I have a secret message from the elders of the clan in my room." Master Ouattara looked a little distressed, "My people defected to the dwarven tribe here during the snowstorm eight years ago. However, the dwarven tribe in this vicinity, only the dwarven tribe of Black Iron Peak has the ability to take in my compatriots. ”

"What's wrong with that?" Roger was confused.

"The patriarch of the Copper Furnace Clan of Black Iron Peak is notoriously difficult to speak." Master Vatara smiled wryly, "My temper is notoriously smelly and hard, and we may encounter a lot of trouble this time." ”

Roger didn't answer immediately, but kept staring at Master Ouattara, until he looked at Master Ouattara and lowered his head.

"You've also learned a little about my Emerald City these days, so it should be enough to protect your people, right?" Roger's words were soft, but Master Vatara couldn't help but lower his head. "You're just worried that our trip is likely to clash with the patriarch of the Copper Furnace Clan, right? I am also very aware of the character of the dwarves, and I will try to restrain myself as much as possible. ”

"You don't want your clan to end up merging with other dwarven clans, do you?" Roger reckoned that Master Vatara just didn't want to disturb the lives of his people, after all, he was really guilty.

Master Ouattara sighed, didn't say anything, and silently walked ahead to lead the way.

Black Iron Peak is not far from here, but the rugged mountain road still made the two of them rush for two days to reach Black Iron Peak.

"Who?" The Copper Furnace Clan of Black Iron Peak was still very vigilant, and Roger and Master Vatara had just set foot on Black Iron Peak when they were discovered by patrolling dwarven warriors.

"Oh, isn't this little Duke?" Master Ouattara was pleasantly surprised to find that there were acquaintances of his own in the patrol. "We're here for Old Hammer."

To be honest, the dwarves all looked similar, and Roger really didn't see any difference between the dwarves and the others, except that the shape of the beard was different.

"Old patriarch?" The dwarven warrior known as Little Duke was also surprised, but immediately looked at Roger with a straight face.

Roger was not dissatisfied, and deliberately brightened the druid crest he had worn on his chest in advance.

Looking at the druid coat of arms on Roger's chest, and the aura of the hero of the natural camp under Roger's feet, the bearded little Duke and the dwarven warrior who was obviously the leader of the patrol muttered in dwarf language for a long time, and then the whitebearded dwarf captain nodded at Roger with a wary gaze.

Unlike the Anvil Clan, the Copperfurnace Clan lives underground, and in fact there are always a minority of dwarves who live on the surface like the Anvil Clan, and the reason why the Anvil Clan lives on the surface is because there was a high-quality open-pit iron mine there.

Through the narrow entrance, the captain of the whitebearded dwarven warriors led Roger and Master Ouattara through a wide corridor to the dwarven city in the heart of the mountain.

For some reason, the dwarves especially like to build tall, wide and even empty cities, and this dwarven town is in the same style, Roger looked up, this dwarven city in the belly of the mountain, even if the giants come in, they can't touch the top.

The premise is that all kinds of giants can pass through that small entrance.

As soon as Roger entered the city, he sensed that something was wrong.

It's not that the dwarves are hostile or anything wrong, but that the number of dwarves seems to be far smaller than expected?

The dwarves were a little curious about what Roger had come here for, but most of the dwarves had good intentions in their eyes.

Along the way, dwarves continued to recognize Master Wattara, and Master Wattara, who often met acquaintances, also showed a rare smile.

But when Master Ouattara saw the young dwarf sitting on the dwarven throne, his expression froze. And Roger looked at the young dwarf with a strange expression.

The young dwarf, whom he had never seen before, gave him a sense of familiarity, which puzzled Roger.

"Little hammer! So is it? What about the old hammer? Master Wattara's face suddenly turned pale.

The dwarf, who was distressed by a document, noticed Master Vatara and Roger, and when he saw Master Vatara, the young dwarf immediately dropped the document in his hand and hugged Master Vatara excitedly, "Uncle Vatara!" Have you escaped from the demons? That's great! ”

"Little hammer! I ask you, what about the old hammer! Master Vattara was so angry that his beard was raised, and the young dwarf known as Little Hammer was silent for a moment, then lowered his head and said slowly, "Father, he has returned to the earth. ”

"How so!" Master Vatara suddenly collapsed to the ground, and his face became a little pale, "He is the strongest of our Hammer Dwarf lineage, the strongest of the legendary peak!" So maybe it just fell? ”

"Ten years ago, during that demon disaster, I heard that you were captured by the demons, uncle, and my father personally led the troops to rescue you." Although Little Iron Hammer was a little sad on his face, he comforted Master Vattara in turn, "It's a pity that I encountered three legendary powerhouses of the Demon Race on the way, and my father killed two Demon Clans in a row with one enemy and three. In the end, the surviving Demon Count Granddo was even scared away by his powerful father, who was also seriously injured. Later, during the snowstorm eight years ago, my father suffered a recurrence of his old injuries and eventually passed away. ”

"My father's only regret before he died was that he couldn't save you, but I didn't expect you to come back by yourself!" Little Hammer had a strong look of pride on his face, no legendary powerhouse would dare to say that he could steadily defeat the legendary powerhouse of the powerful demon clan, but that old hammer did it, and he still won three battles with one enemy, which was enough to rank in the Hall of Heroes!

At this time, Roger also understood where his familiarity with the little hammer came from!

Hall of Heroes!

Legendary powerhouse, Volcano Hammer, Glerstein Hammer!

Heroes from the Devil's Calamity ten years ago! A powerhouse known for its near-magical immunity to magic resistance and irresistible divine power! Defeating nearly ten Hell Heroes in a row and defeating three Demon Legends is just his most famous battle!

The prestige of its Volcanic Hammer is heard even by the orcs of the north!

The dress of this little hammer is the same as the statue of his father in the Hall of Heroes, so he will have a sense of familiarity, after all, the mighty Great Elder of the Volcanic Hammer has also mentioned it.

But has the Volcanic Hammer fallen? It's a shame. Roger looked at Little Hammer and sighed in his heart, the son of Greerstein, who is known as Little Hammer, has obviously just come of age, and his strength is only new to the legendary level, which is obviously far from his father.

"Oh no, Gray, oh woo woo." Master Ouattara hung his head, and his cry grew louder and louder, and finally it was already loud and earth-shattering. Roger and Hammer hurriedly comforted him, but to no avail, and Master Ouattara cried so much that the dwarves in the vicinity came to watch.

The old dwarf cried for a long time, and then gradually calmed down under the persuasion of the elders of the Anvil clan who rushed to hear the news, and then the little hammer asked about Master Wattara's intention.

"Join the Emerald City? Since Master Watara thinks that there is a lot of potential, can we go together? Little Hammer listened to Master Vatara's detailed explanation, but he said such a sentence directly, which really shocked Roger.

"During the snowstorm eight years ago, a black dragon emerged from the underground tunnel." Little Hammer explained with some distress. "That evil dragon burned a lot of reserves in one fell swoop, making it very difficult for us to live all these years. It was precisely because of the evil dragon named Landa who was beaten all the way back to the dungeon that my father's old wound recurred. ”

"In addition, our veins here are also close to depletion, and recently everyone is thinking about whether to move." Little Hammer was very helpless, "There is no ore, and many dwarven compatriots have gone out to find new ore veins, so there will be so few talents here." ”

"I remember that the old hammer has a good relationship with the elves, so it will come to this point?" Master Ouattara was a little speechless.

"It's not because of the elders!" Little Hammer glared angrily at the surrounding dwarven elders, and the elders pretended to be looking around at the scenery, "When my father died, the elders told the elves that they didn't need the alms of their long-eared people, but now that the veins have dried up, the elders can't pull their faces to discuss with the elves. Alas, after all, it's my lack of prestige......"

Looking at the dejected little hammer and the dwarven elders who pretended to be indifferent but actually looked pleading, Ouattara and Roger were speechless.

"Are the dwarves so brainless?" Roger's words left Ouattara speechless.