After a night of eating and drinking, early the next morning, everything in the camp was back to normal, and everyone was supposed to do whatever they wanted.

With the help of the giants, Tilda builds houses and furniture for her new companions.

As usual, the warriors honed their fighting skills under the leadership of Cologne and Monray.

The Magic Tower shimmered with a dazzling elemental sheen.

There was a sound of banging and banging in the dwarf workshop.

The Bloodhoof tribe has long been divided into gathering places for various races, and everyone performs their own duties without interfering with each other.

Alan habitually walked around the camp, taking eight steps with a big cigar in his mouth, like a lion patrolling his territory, but unfortunately it was exchanged for the eyes of countless people.

When it comes to fighting or not in the camp, Alan definitely says one and two is two, and no one will say half a word, but when he looks like he is all over the camp and points fingers, he is very unpopular.

First, he went to the magic tower for a walk, when a group of half-grown barbarian children were meditating, and when they saw Alan coming, one by one Allen's brother Allen's uncle kept shouting, and Conslet and the old butler drove him out directly, thinking that he was distracting the children.

Rooney's words are more pertinent: Boss, take it easy, in case you have nothing to do and die again, all the magic accumulated in the magic tower in the past six months will be gone.

What Old Duff said was even more ugly: You guy who can't release hair spells, running around in the magic tower or something.

Alan looked embarrassed, and then he ran to the animal pen again, but old Zach didn't pick him up, and invited him to tame the beast with him.

Alan saw that this was a beast tamer, it was completely a dog training.

Under the careful training of old Zack, the giant clawed tree and the Pompeii ice bear, a large fierce beast and a high-level magical beast, not only learned to hold the ball, but also learned to wag its tail.

Alan doesn't give up, doesn't the huge camp have its own place?

He went to the dwarf workshop again, but was still kicked out by the little old men Fan Di and De Niro, who thought that he was a layman who was really ruthless in pointing fingers.

"Fuck, one by one." Alan muttered to himself when no one was around, if a group of old guys heard it, he would inevitably be sprayed with saliva all over his face.

He didn't think there was anything wrong with the attitude of these elders, after all, there was a specialization in the art industry, and he didn't know anything about magic or smelting.

Finally, Alan was warmly welcomed at the training ground of the Horde warriors.

Seeing the hippie smiling faces of the tribal warriors welcoming him warmly, Alan finally found a sense of existence, nodded with satisfaction and said: "Each person carries a thousand weight-bearing push-ups, and you are not allowed to eat until you finish it." ”

After finishing speaking, Alan left with eight steps.

The horned python, who sleeps on Alan's shoulder, finds that his boss is really cheap.

After wandering around all morning, Alan found that it was not only himself who was an eyesore, but there was also someone who was more than him.

That was Dina's mother, Helen Lena.

With Dina by her side, she walked around the entire camp, especially the longest stay in the dwarf workshop, and the rest of the place was only a short stay, more like a formality.

Strictly speaking, Helen Lena is not an eyesore, she is warmly welcomed by everyone wherever she goes, and the strangest thing is that she can always discuss it with a group of experts, whether it is in the magic tower or in the dwarf workshop.

Helen Lena herself is a priest of the Holy Light Department, and it is not strange to be able to have a couple of sentences with Conslet, the problem is that the difference in strength between the two is so big, and I don't know if it is Conslet's politeness or Helen Lena really has a unique opinion on the magic element, anyway, the two of them chatted for a long time, and a group of half-grown children also screamed indiscriminately from Helen's Aunt Dina's sister, which seemed very polite, not at all like Little Zack's bear child with a muddy face and annoying people.

However, when Helen Lena was in the dwarf workshop, she was able to catch up with the little old man Fan Di and Migade, and Alan had to be surprised.

You must know that the main work content of Fan Di, Migade, and De Niro today is to improve the magic cannon and magic cannonball, whether it is range, accuracy, mass production plan and portability, all involve very professional knowledge, the little old man Fan Di and the wild dwarf elder Migade, are all particularly rigorous scholars, they can't just chat with Helen Lena for a long time out of politeness, the only possibility is that Helen Lena has quite a high level of knowledge about smelting and magic props, and even a professional eye.

Perhaps noticing Allen's surprised appearance at that time, Helen Lena did not continue to chat with Fan Di and the others, but left with Dina and the others.

Allen, who was playing with a horned python as a yo-yo, found a warrior and called Migad over.

The Wild Dwarf Elder trotted all the way with his trademark smile on his face.

Alan wiped the dust off Migade's face with the horned wing python, and then asked puzzledly: "Helen Lena, that is, Dina's mother, she has a deep knowledge of alchemy and smelting?" ”

Migaard nodded, shook his head again, and replied with some confusion in his tone: "Attainments are not counted, they can only be said to be some unique opinions, for a Holy Light priest, it is also very good to only know a little bit about smelting and alchemy, let alone both." ”

"Huh?" Alan frowned deeply, he just asked casually just now, but he didn't expect Migaard to speak so highly of Helen Lena.

Migaard is a sincere wild dwarf, but it is a little strange from instinct, but he does not delve into it, patting the dust on his trouser leg and continuing: "What is even more rare is that Miss Dina's mother has made many suggestions on the use of magic gems, although some of them cannot be combined with practical use, but it has pointed out another path for me and Elder Fan Di and Elder De Niro. ”

"Suggestions?" Alan handed Migade a large cigar, helped the other party light it, and asked, "What's going on, in addition to the magic gems, what about the magic cannonballs, did she make suggestions directly after seeing those metal balls?" ”

Migaard shook his head slightly, and said with a little confusion: "That's not it, I'm also very strange, I feel that she just casually glanced at it and knew that these metal balls were magic cannonballs, you must know that except for a few people in our tribe, others don't pay too much attention to this new weapon at all, and then you came, she and Miss Dina left, about the magic cannonballs, I thought you said it to her at first, but when you asked this, it was obviously not, could it be that Miss Dina told her?" ”

"That's what I thought at first, but Dina never paid attention to these things, and never paid attention to the magic cannonballs."

Migaard spread his hands, this kind of thing was not something he should care about, and he didn't want to get involved.

"Forget it, let's not talk about it." Alan said with some guilt: "Originally, I asked Edward for all the wild dwarves in Beamon, but you also know that the battle between the two races is too brilliant for you and your men, and many of the new weapons used by the warriors are from your handiwork, this matter is not only known to the human race, but also to Beamon, so all the wild dwarves in Beamon have been reused, for this kind of strategic talent, Edward is like Caesar, the beast emperor, and he will not send the wild dwarves in vain." ”

After finishing speaking, Alan restrained his guilty expression and said with a smile: "But don't worry, the next time I see Edward, I will propose a deal and conditions, and I will definitely reunite you wild dwarf clan." ”

Migade didn't speak for a long time, but his eyes were full of tears, he shook his head heavily, and said in a hoarse voice: "No boss, if it weren't for you, the compatriots in Beamon would not be reused, no matter what, they are out of trouble, we wild dwarves don't have a habitat to gather, and we don't have a home, Beamon can use them and support them, it's not a good home." ”

Alan also shook his head, and said with a straight face: "Don't worry, I promise you two things today, first, the Bloodhoof Tribe is the habitat of the wild dwarves, and this will always be the home of all the wild dwarves on the continent, and second, in a few months, or half a year, I will take over the wild dwarves in Beamon." ”

"Boss~~~~" The Wild Dwarf Elder cried out emotionally, and fell into Alan's arms like a child, crying silently.

Alan patted Migaard on the back and smiled wryly.

Dwarves and giants, the tears are really low.

Samson and Cleos, sometimes when they saw the old ladies of the tribe slaughtering the saromon, they would gather with a group of wild dwarves to cry around the sarohmon corpse, and they didn't know what to be sad about, and after crying, they ate more deliciously than anyone else.