The leader of the gnomes has a very interesting name, in the language of the gnomes, it means long, that is, he is one or two inches taller than the average dwarf, and when he was a child and a young dwarf, he had a dwarf name, but because of his extreme pride in the relationship with his height, his name is less and less mentioned, but the nickname "Changchang" has become the most often called. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The elder is a little older than McGee's father, of course, in the gnome race, age is not the key to becoming a leader, there is a distinct hierarchy in the gnome group, as described before, the gnomes have elders and councilors, but unlike the dwarves who will shed the last drop of blood and ale for the sake of the race, the elders of the gnomes are more like the leaders of the craftsmen's guilds in the human race, they negotiate and trade with humans in place of most of the gnomes, and they receive commissions for both sides, and they hire mercenaries and mages to ensure their own safety and rule over other tribes, if there is any merit at all, that is, they can still suppress their greed and disguise a false image of peace and prosperity for their people, but no one knows what the truth is.

Therefore, the leader of the gnomes should know how to climb, deceive, and bribe more than the skill and experience of forging and assembling, and the gnomes agree that this is the most important thing. He had to be ruthless, perceptive, and know how to read words, flatter, deceive, and maneuver, just as the gnomes had mocked, trampled, and attacked them mercilessly when Bedwin and the others had first arrived in the Dragonfire Islands, but once the black-haired Dragonborn became the titular lords, and the knights of Baldwin surpassed the total number of gnomes in a matter of days, he bowed to them with his people in a long and desperate manner, not forgetting to poke his nose into the sand every time he bowed.

In an attempt to steal McGee's father's inheritance, Chang ordered his daughter Bobo to make a marriage contract with this grumpy and strange temperament, and the strange thing is that Bobo really likes McGee, and perhaps the reason why McGee's skills are indeed impeccable, the young man is always simpler than the old man's concerns. But McGee also knew that if Changchang asked Bobo to pour poison into his honey, Bobo would do the same, and she might mourn for thirty or forty days, and then become the wife of another dwarf appointed by her father—after all, without McGee she still had a father who was the leader of the gnomes, and without her father, she was just an ordinary dwarf, and anyone would have counted the accounts. Gnomes are like that, there is nothing to worry about.

But now that McGee wants to have a home and a child, Bobo's matter is brought up again, and McGee doesn't feel that he is still as lonely and helpless as he was in the Dragonfire Islands, he and Berdwin have been side by side for a while, although the friendship between them is meager, but there is still one, and Baldwin's Mithril arm still needs him to maintain and repair, which is something that no human, dwarf or dwarf can do, he has the most important chips in his hand, and he doesn't need to worry about someone stealing his stable life- In the Dragonfire Islands, the legacy of gnomes always smells of blood, and it is not uncommon for mercenaries and mages to be hired to terminate the life of a gnome, and it is a subtle practice for the leaders of the gnome tribe to change after the emergence of new lords.

McGee would not have to be the leader of the gnomes, he had a whole country behind him, and the gnomes had to snort to survive here.

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Has Changchang considered any of this? Of course there was, but he was worried to find that the lords of the Eastern Crown Island had fallen into a depressed and crazy abnormal state, and the funny thing was that the Eastern Crown was not attacked by the other three main islands, it was entirely because of the relationship between a group of powerful and numerous outsiders who rested on the side islands, but as Berdwin and Leona returned to land, their knights and soldiers also followed, leaving only their wives and children, and a very small number of people, who were still left to protect the priests and slaves of Rosada on the side islands, who had neither power nor obligation, the problem was that although they were not interested in the wealth of the gnomes and the gnomes themselves, but there are others who like it, the gnomes on the other three main islands have been on the fence - maybe their lords are too, the island where the long clan is located has been attacked by pirates several times, of course, everyone knows that pirates are just a vague and subtle statement, and everyone knows that those people are simply the lord's mercenaries.

After that, even the eunuchs of the Eastern Crown began to covet the gold coins in the hands of the gnomes, and they became insatiable, even vaguely thinking of turning the gnomes into slaves, and by the time the chief became alert, no less than ten dwarfs had become captives of the herb.

He had to leave, as did his elders and councillors, and though the Highland Normans were a strange country, it didn't matter, if what McGee said was true (and interestingly they were willing to try to believe him once because McGee didn't look like a dwarf), they might be able to get a much bigger territory, how could an island as small as a cow's back compare to a valley or a series of hills, and if it were only for sympathy or pity, the gnomes might hesitate for a moment, but the king had made it clear that he needed more steel, more armor, more weapons, and more shields...... The amount and time he proposes cannot be described as tolerant, and it would be too harsh for a human to look at it, but the gnomes feel reassured that they will not be abandoned by the Norman king, at least until they have done their work.

The long thought that during this time, he could try to win the favor and favor of those in power, as before, and he did so in the Dragonfire Islands, although Macgee's father was smarter than him, and had an incomparable skill, but he was still defeated in the battle for the position of chief, he had a good brain, but unfortunately did not use it in the right place- He was even more convinced of his own thoughts when he saw Baldwin, a human with stubborn and ambitious eyes, and the naïve McGee would never know what kind of master he had chosen.

But this host is really a bit stupid. The long said in his heart, he had made it clear, hadn't the Norman king read the scrolls related to them before, since he had decided to accept and use a strange group of people, but it might be a good thing to think about it, "Rune Disk...... It is the creation of the gods, I mean, in the earliest days, the gods used it to measure fate, to measure merit and demerit, to create all things in the world - it was a treasure that could not be touched by all things, but one day it suddenly fell into the dirt and its brilliance was gone, and the light of the gods was gone, so who discovered it, wiped away the filth, and made it radiate its fearsome splendor again? Not humans, yes, not dwarves, not elves, orcs and giants, gnomes, Your Majesty, gnomes. "It's the gnomes, Your Majesty, we found its secret before the gods took back their creation, and we made runes everywhere you could see, so that ordinary people with no magic could perform miracles like the gods." ”

Berdwin glanced at the dwarf wearing a heavy crown in front of him with a complicated look, and to be honest, the person who could tell the story of misappropriation and plagiarism was so wonderful, high-sounding, well, even if it was a dwarf, it was the first time he had met him.

"Have you ever thought of it?" said Chang Chang helplessly, he had never encountered such a ...... He is saying that lords or kings whose minds are as hard and boring as the rocks of the seashore "can imitate any creation, even if it has previously belonged to a powerful mage, a terrible necromancer, or a great god......"

He let out a long sigh, he didn't want to say it so clearly, it was too lacking in the beauty of conspiracy: "You can have ten, a hundred, or a thousand runes, and if you are willing to give them to me, we can even build towering walls out of steel on the borders of the Normans in the Highlands." Of course, the chief knew that it would take all the iron in this plane to do so beyond the runes, but it didn't matter, he believed that the king should know the exaggerated techniques that the gnomes had always loved to use—as long as he could see the desire in Baldwin's eyes, then he would win.

Berdwin's heart pounded violently against his chest, and perhaps his mind, which he had never thought of, his mind was blank and could not even think.

The leader of the gnomes smiled with joy, he and his people came here under the leadership of McGee, and it was not without concerns, especially him, because McGee was likely to replace him and become the leader of the gnomes, he had to make more preparations, he asked his daughter Bobo to sign a marriage contract with McGee as soon as possible, so that even if McGee did become the leader of the gnomes, he would not have to worry about his head rolling off the Norman execution table, and besides, he could not take McGee's place, after all, it was not he who offered loyalty to Birdwin in the first place, and to put it bluntly, he was also Birdwin's enemy, and he didn't know how to fix that Mithril arm, but he could make the human king see where McGee couldn't replace himself either, McGee's father was an arrogant man, and so was McGee, who had always been dismissive of imitations, but he could, and so could his sons.

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Bobo looked at his fiancé curiously. And the same goes for the female gnomes around her, who gather around Bobo, laughing and talking quietly, congratulating Bobo on having a handsome husband.

Yes, Bobo is glad that McGee has finally given up on his whims, but judging by the results, McGee's whimsy is not a bad thing, and if he doesn't leave the Dragonfire Islands, how can he gain the friendship of a king? There is no doubt that this young man, who had been scorned and indifferent by the gnomes, had made the right bet, and he had now not only sought a not warm, but at least very large and safe territory for the gnomes of the Eastern Crown, he was the lord of the territory, and with the title of a viscount, she would also be called Madame, and she would certainly be satisfied, even if McGee continued to act like an abominable "gopher" She could tolerate walking around barefoot with a greasy leather coat and unkempt hair and a fake beard, not to mention that he looked cleaner and prettier than any dwarf now.

Even Leona and Birdwin had to bow and salute McGee to give their names before they could believe that this was the McGee they knew.

But even though McGee has decided to live like a dwarf, his aesthetic is very similar to that of elves, The mage and the dwarf were still well corrected, he was not dressed like a moving flower tree like the other gnomes, the color of his body did not even exceed three, the white shirt, dark green waistcoat and black robe made him look serious and handsome, except for a pendant hanging from his chest, two rings on his fingers, and a silver ball hat symbolizing the status of the viscount, there was no other decoration, but Leona must say that she still preferred the previous McGee, although at that time McGee could only be described as ridiculous, but there was fire and light in his eyes, and now, this fire and light are extinguished, there is no trace of what ever existed.

He was like a stream running through the mountains, noisy and bumpy, but after so many things, it finally threw itself into the swamp from which it had tried at all costs, and he had lost all the yearning and motivation he had always had, and had turned to paralyze himself with peace and tranquility, and he would live as a dwarf, and then die like a dwarf.

Leona lamented this, but it was McGee's own decision, and even if he was a friend, he didn't have the power to interfere, not to mention that his change was in favor of Highland Norman. As an heir to the throne, Leona could imagine that in the future gnomes would thrive in the Normans of the Highlands, where a huge city might emerge in the territory she had bestowed, where her people would have access to iron ploughshares, forks, and axes, and her knights would be covered in steel armor, armed with steel swords, and the arrows would be studded with shining steel arrows like a rainstorm, and the farriers under the feet of the horses would be everywhere in the Normans.