"Wait, you mean you're just walking unsuspectingly towards a group of creatures you've never seen before, IMHO, you're acting a little—" Jack couldn't help but interrupt the King's narration, he knew it was rude to do so, but the Wolfwalker couldn't restrain his questioning of Sigget's account. In his opinion, this is simply a completely unbelievable thing, how could anyone do such a bold act in an unfamiliar environment.

"Stupid, isn't it?" the king shrugged his shoulders and smiled a little mischievously, although Siggett was sitting on the throne at this time, his temperament was no longer the same as before. The current kings feel more like old people sitting on the threshold of a tavern basking in the sun, boasting to their juniors about their youthful deeds. "Indeed, I later felt that I was stupid, and that this behavior was not rational at all. They do work, though. ”......

The development of things was really unexpected, and the group of snakeheads were stunned for a moment when they saw the humans with their hands raised approaching them, and some of the snakeheads even subconsciously took a step back. This incident reminded André once again why he agreed to go with this human, you know, the dwarf has seen too much ugliness of humans during his journey, but after getting acquainted with Sigget, he also saw the good side of this race from this human and his side. Human beings are complex, some of them are like demons, while others are as warm as the sun.

"He always works miracles. André muttered as his human friend walked up to a snakehead, less than five steps between them. The king held his hands high and nodded in friendliness. And the Radno did not suddenly attack the human, he tilted his head, the hand holding the torch remained still, but the free hand handed the weapon that had been set up in front of him to his companion.

"Hiss~" Snake Letter emitted a continuous vibra in the air, and Siggert guessed that this should be the language of the Radnos. The human lifted his head and looked him straight into the other's eyes, with no hostility or the slightest fear in them. "I don't understand, you. The king spoke slowly, repeating the phrase, knowing that the other man could not understand human language, but believing that the look of confusion on his face was enough for the smuggler to understand what he was trying to say.

Sure enough, after the smuggler failed to communicate with humans, he turned to his companion and said something. The Radnors then slowly approached, and Siggett noticed that several of the snakeheads were holding something resembling leather ropes in their hands, as if trying to tie up the two above-ground creatures of unknown origin. But Radnor, who had spoken to the king, stopped his companions and only used body language to signal the humans to follow them. They didn't even collect the weapons of the two!

"Where are these guys taking us?" asked the dwarf, walking among the smugglers, to his companions. Although it was Andre who called out the official names of these snakeheads, the name Radno was just a strange race of snakeheads in the stories of the dwarves, and when it came to the habits and principles of the snakeheads, the stories that had long been distorted and deformed by word of mouth were far less than the current face-to-face judgment.

"I don't know, but I guess I'm going to see someone who can really take care of things. Siggett shrugged and replied. Although he was not aware of the social habits of the smugglers, the king was unusually familiar with the structure of the army, and after a brief observation of the interaction of this group of radno, he came to the conclusion that this group should be a group like a patrol or a guard, and although it has undergone rigorous training, the leaders who are really in power are often not such rigid guys.

"I wish the guy in charge would speak dwarven language. André muttered, still haunted by the fact that there were underground creatures who didn't understand dwarven language. Siggert only laughed at his companion's whispers, and the king was not worried about his future now, in fact he was still a little excited. Originally, after returning to the Blue Lion, he thought that all he had left for the rest of his life was endless meetings and government affairs in the throne room. However, Sigurt unconsciously straightened up at the thought that these snakeheads were most likely living in the underbelly of the kingdom, and if that was the case, then the experience would be more than just an adventure.

Hernsigt, the first king in history to broker an alliance between humans and smugglers. The young monarch liked the title, and decided that he would do his best to unite the two races if the Radnos did not exhibit intolerable and recognizable customs.

The group didn't travel long in the dark, the space in this dark heart seemed to have strange properties, once the people in it knew where they were going, the distance between the two points would quickly shrink, but if the intruder wandered aimlessly in the darkness, he might never touch anything. In short, not far ahead, a larger fire reassured everyone, and it was a camp.

Twelve pillars of gold were separated around the camp, each of which was exactly the same distance from the two adjacent ones. These huge pillars were dotted with numerous grooves, each emitting the same light as the previous lampstand. Through these illuminations, dwarves and humans could see that the pillars were carved with many reliefs of snakeheads, which were clear and staggered, and the person who created them must have had a strong will, or he knew how to control the rules here.

"I've never seen a statue this big. André looked at the huge metal statue in the middle of the twelve pillars and sighed heartily. The massive statue was at least ten meters tall according to his eyesight, and the top of it was deep into the darkness that the firelight could not illuminate, and it was impossible to determine how big it was. The carving was a huge mountain, and when he looked at the metal statue of the mountain, Sigget's pupils constricted, and he always felt that he had seen this mountain somewhere.

"Why did they carve a mountain? Wait, they've seen a mountain?" the king whispered, frowning.

Andre was much more relaxed, patting his companion on the shoulder to signal that there was nothing to fuss about. "Many of the races didn't start out living underground, most of them were driven down by us and your people. So in the accounts of these races, their former territory can easily become some kind of totem. Maybe these radno owned the mountain when they were on earth. ”

Sigurt nodded, agreeing with the dwarves that he and his team had also ventured deep into the earth and seen the majestic underworld during their adventures.

"You're finally here, man on the back of the white beast. A low, old voice sounded from the depths of their minds, startling them.