"What do you mean, King Nando?"

……

The originally harmonious hall suddenly fell into a strange atmosphere.

At this moment, Charles, who was supposed to be sitting on the chair opposite the Dwarven Throne, had already stood up, his deep eyes fixed on one of the dwarves to the right of the Dwarven King.

This one was not hostile sooner, and he was not hostile later, but when he talked about the road dug by the orcs, he suddenly reacted, which made Charles instantly think about it.

The Northern Enemy is ostensibly surrounded and difficult to move, but there are also many hidden minions under his control, who are scattered throughout Beleriand, among all races, to gather information and monitor the situation of the dark enemy.

Charles didn't know this before, but since he became king, he had heard it from the mouths of Calebdir and others.

When he first returned, the two parties had made a formal introduction, so he knew the identity of the gray-haired old dwarf, a senior member of King Norgrod's staff, who usually offered some advice and plans.

Charles had suspected that King Norgrod's strategy for himself, or of the Nando, was indispensable for this one, after all, he was the only outsider here except for the old king's children and grandchildren.

It's just that at that time, he didn't care about it, thinking that it was a normal confrontation between the two forces.

But now think about it......

It's no wonder that Charles is sensitive, in fact, his ability is very peculiar.

Since he used it in that meeting, he has not been less interested in using the ferocious animals in the forest, and even hiding his identity to go to the elven habitat to make various troubles for experiments, and has come to the conclusion that it will only react to life that is clearly hostile.

And this reaction has never been wrong.

So, can this be a kind of bargaining chip for yourself?

After thinking a lot for a moment, Charles chose to stand up directly, and expressed his hostility.

The old king on the throne was not satisfied with this, and he had been listening to the talk of his children and grandchildren about the road, but suddenly he saw Charles like this.

He thought they were angry because they didn't believe it, only to find that the other person's eyes were not on them.

When he turned his head, he saw his henchmen and advisers looking at the elves in horror and trembling. This annoyed the old king, who was naturally short-sighted and cautious.

Although the details are not clear, it is clear that the anomaly of the advisor is related to the young elven king below who is said to be able to do a lot of strange magic.

"King Nando, what have you done?"

Charles ignored the Dwarven King's hostile questioning, nor did he pay attention to the dwarven soldiers around him, but just stared at the gray-haired dwarf with age spots not far away without blinking.

Step forward, eyes full of aggression. That strange ability is no longer applied to the other party all the time, making the already short and thin old dwarf seem even more atrophied.

It's just that Charles didn't have the slightest idea of caring for the old man at the moment, but when the other party was afraid to a certain extent, he suddenly asked, "Gamilin, how long have you served Morgoth?" ”

These words made the old dwarf, who was already pale and unstable, tremble, and then behaved very flustered, "I...... You...... I don't know what you're talking about. ”

Not to mention the Charles, even the short and fat king Guntidom, who had just been angry, noticed that something was wrong.

He looked down at the advisor under the throne, who usually relied on him, and his already small eyes narrowed like a slit.

"Morgoth? Damn Gamilin, don't tell me you betrayed the great Mahal! ”

"I ...... I didn't, Your Majesty Guntidum, I-I didn't! ”

Gamilin turned his head to look at the old king and replied loudly, trying not to look out of the corner of his eye at the tall, dark figure that was slowly approaching, becoming extremely terrifying.

However, the haze that the other party shrouded in him could not subside, but quickly worsened as he gradually became weak.

So much so that he himself didn't know how insincere his cheeks weeping at this time were.

Under normal circumstances, it is impossible for the old dwarf to behave so badly, but at this moment, the increasingly large and dark figure actually made him faintly seem to see the terrifying shadow in the north!

He had seen the shadow once in his youth, and for more than two hundred years it had been haunting him so much that he could not disobey orders from the north.

And at this moment, how can he resist this other similar existence?

……

Needless to say.

Seeing that the minister's heart was so weak, a touch of sadness and embarrassment flashed on the face of the Humpty Dumpty King, who had been cunning and stingy since the meeting.

He raised his chubby hand and waved, and two of the dwarven soldiers standing on either side of the hall stepped out, then grabbed the old dwarf's arms and dragged them out of the hall.

"Your Majesty Guntidom, I ...... I don't...... No, no, no, I'm just ......"

He whimpered and was still arguing, but his tone was faint and erratic, and when the corner of his eye skimmed in Charles's direction, he screamed in panic.

The shrill voice was dragged out of the hall by the two dwarves along with their bodies, and gradually disappeared from the sight of everyone here.

There was silence in the hall for a long time, and at last, old Guntidom, who had gathered his emotions, rose from his throne and bowed to the Charles, "Thank you very much to King Nando for his help to Nogrode. ”

Charles didn't answer, and smiled back with a subtle smile. Then he heard the old dwarf mutter.

"I'd rather call you Etron than Charles, and I've heard that many of your elves call you that."

"Magic shines on people's hearts, but it can't change people's hearts." Charles replied lightly, "But if King Norgrod wishes that, then call me Etron." ”

"Forget it, I don't want to be called an impolite king."

Guntidum replied, then blinked slightly, "Okay, shouldn't we officially start the banquet now?" In fact, I would like to formally apologize at the banquet for my previous rudeness. “

"There is no need to hold a banquet, and I will accept your apologies." Charles replied, "But I am very much looking forward to King Norgrode's banquet, so my opinion is that it is best to start it right away." ”

The old dwarf king laughed when he heard this, and then beckoned the children and grandchildren standing next to him to start planning.

So in the King's Hall of Norgrod, a lively and noisy banquet began.

The singing and dancing are bold, and the rich wine is endless.

During the banquet, the two kings launched a series of negotiations on the next cooperation issues.

The Nando would provide a certain amount of potions and two kinds of alcohol to Nogrod every year, and Nogrod would return with the same weapons and equipment, and Norgrod would also send dwarven architects to help the Nando Kingdom build its capital.

At the same time, they have a plan for the hidden dangers in the mountains and how to deal with them.

During the discussion, Charles wanted to send some dwarven blacksmiths along with the dwarven architects, and he hoped that the people of Nando would learn the dwarven art of blacksmithing. At the same time, the dwarves are also welcome to send people to learn the potion brewing of the Nando tribe.

King Norgrod readily agreed.

During the feast, King Norgrode's clerk recorded their conversation on a metal tablet. And a "covenant" was drawn up after the fact.

After the feast, Charles and his guards stayed in Norgrod for one night, experiencing the living conditions and comforts of the dwarven underground dwellings, and secretly feeling a little bad.

The next day, the elves bid farewell to the enthusiastic King of Norgrod and his children and grandchildren, and set out in the direction of another dwarven city-state in the Blue Mountains.

But before leaving, he received a special gift - a beautifully crafted silver crown.

"The ingredient from which it is made is called Mislil, or Mithril, which we transported from our fellow Kazador in the East. It is as strong as steel, more precious than gold, but lighter than a feather to be worthy of your kingship. ”

"Please accept this gift, you may not lack a crown, but there is no doubt that the craftsmanship of the Norgrod dwarves is the best!"

The Dwarven King said, handing the box containing the crown to Charles with both hands, "May the power of Mahal protect you at all times, my elven friend." ”

The attitude is very different from the initial visit, which shows the anticipation and importance that Nogrod attaches to the new kingdom of Nando.

"May the light of the stars shroud in the place where you and I will meet next time, Your Majesty Guntidum." Charles stroked his chest and returned the salute.

……

The dwarven king sent the crown, the elf king returned the gift, and under the witness of nearly 100 dwarves in the square in front of the Norgrod Gate, the friendship between Nando and the dwarves for thousands of years began.