When the dwarven prince with his red pigtails ran out of Nogrod to find the Charles, he was riding his tall mount and leading his escorts through the plains, ready to make their way to the next stop.

There was no hesitation or pause.

It's just that when he heard the shouts coming from behind him, his mind was also relaxed.

It's a contemptuous attitude, and it's a social trap that puts an iron piece in the nose of his pet pig.

The meaning of all the previous actions of the Dwarven King is clear, he wants to dominate and even take a hard line in the cooperation between the Nando Elves and the Norgrod Dwarves.

Charles has only one way to do this, to make himself indispensable with his unique "profit" temptation.

Just as King Finrod of Nagoth Lund used the treasures of Western Amen to seek the help of the dwarves.

The only thing the entire Nando tribe has access to is his potion and the supposedly popular fiery wine, but in fact, because of his openness to potions in the past, the dwarves actually know the recipe and how to make it.

Even if they weren't good at it, it would be hard to say that they had any special feelings of cherishing it, and they wouldn't think that the Nando tribe had an important advantage in this regard.

I want to cooperate with you, but if it is possible to turn you into my vassal and let you make wine for me every day, then why not?

It's a cunning mind, but it can't be said to be mean.

That's why the Charr brought an upgraded version of a product that had never been available before.

In fact, the fire wine, which was popular with many dwarves, was just a spirit he had made at random while researching potions.

It's not a recipe in his mind, but the knowledge and ability that he naturally possesses after knowing the properties of countless plants, and he didn't pay much attention to it at all, because he doesn't really like to drink, and he created it just because he was bored.

And when Charles takes a serious stance and delves into it, he will naturally be able to come up with a more delicious, or more meaningful, drink.

The upgraded wine tastes sweet and delicious, but when swallowed, it spreads over the drinker like an erupting volcano, and the brewing process is mixed with healing potions, which also have a unique healing property.

The effect is not large, and it can even be said to be relatively weak, but if it is taken for a long time, then it belongs to two natures.

Charles thought the wine was delicious, and had asked many elves for their opinions, though he wasn't sure if his actions would succeed in seducing them.

Dwarves don't get sick, they live long, and the only thing that can impress them is their favorite gold and jewelry, and the only thing that can impress them is the knowledge of forging or all kinds of strange appetites—but although he has heard that dwarves are heavy drinkers, he has never seen them with his own eyes.

But even if they're not as enthusiastic about drinks as rumored to be, it doesn't make a difference.

Because it's not just a drink, it's a reminder.

We do expose a lot of recipes, but do you really think that's all?

……

Charles had always believed that his potions were a scarce resource, no weaker than, or even better than, those gold jewels that could only be seen but not used, so he still had some confidence in it.

But it doesn't matter if it doesn't work, the main purpose of his trip is to ask the dwarves to help build the royal capital, but not to mention that there is another dwarf to choose from besides Norgrod.

Even if he can't do it, he can actually go to Sindar or Noldor - the elves are not without craftsmen, but they are not very good at building compared to the dwarves, and they are equally hungry for knowledge.

Besides, what if you don't build a royal capital?

For more than a thousand years, not all of the Nanduo people came over like that.

Anyway, at this moment, the Nando Kingdom has been initially established, and none of the countries that have come to the stage can be regarded as a defect at best, and there is no need to be inferior because of this.

After all, at this moment, he represents the entire kingdom of Nando, not just himself. There is no need to endure humiliation and burdens, it will only make the whole kingdom look down on you.

Luckily, or perhaps inevitably, the old king of Nogrod did not seem to have resisted the temptation.

The shouts approached, and the guards were in a commotion, but Charles remained indifferent, turning his head to look at the dwarven prince running over, "Is there anything else?" ”

"This ......" Seeing Charles' expressionless looking down posture, the dwarf's braided dwarf's face flashed with embarrassment, "Father wants Your Majesty to return to Norgrod to discuss the Covenant, in fact, we have already prepared a reception dinner. ”

"Thank you, old king, for me, but don't bother, we're ready to go to Beregost." Charles said solemnly, "I heard that the Kuanliang clan there is quite considerate and will not be lazy, and the Nando Kingdom is looking forward to forming an alliance with them." ”

With that, he turned around and prepared to move on.

can't say that you will return if you let it go, then obedient honest children will only be bullied, and of course they have to do tricks.

Obviously, the dwarven prince who was ordered by force could not have told Charles to run away like this, so he hurriedly said that he would stay, and even hugged the neck of the White Deer King regardless of his own image and did not let go.

So back and forth, Charles finally "reluctantly" agreed to return to Norgrode.

This time he was treated much better than before, the dwarven prince himself led the way, a group of dwarven soldiers waited solemnly on either side, and finally, under the gaze of all the dwarves and even elves in front of the steel gate, they stepped into Nogrod for the second time.

Descend all the way to the King's Hall, greet and salute again, and sit on the chairs prepared by the dwarves in advance.

Later, in the face of the dwarven king on the throne, Charles "lightly" proposed his desire to conclude an alliance with the Norgrod dwarves and ask for help in building the capital.

Then before the old fat king could speak, he continued

"In addition to discussing cooperation, the main purpose of this visit is actually to remind King Norgrod that deep in the mountains a hundred kilometers away from your city-state, there is an orc army digging deep into the interior of Eride Luin."

These words made the old king, who was already full of impatience, stunned, and the dwarves beside him couldn't help but look at each other.

"It's simply impossible, all the checkpoints and passes across the Blue Mountains have our soldiers' handles, how can there be additional suitable mountain roads that can be opened?"

"The Firebeard Clan has survived in the Blue Mountains for thousands of years, and no one knows this place better than we do!"

"Isn't the Angban of the north surrounded by the Noldor Elves, and what are they digging with?"

……

There were many voices of discussion, and the dwarves had different faces, but the basic meaning was the same - not believing.

"Whether it's real or not, find out." Charles' response was succinct and to the point.

However, just as these words fell, he suddenly sensed that in the group of dwarves beside the fat king, an old dwarf with gray beard was looking at him very wrong.

At the same time, a special force in Charles's eyes also woke up, making him feel itchy in his eyes.

It feels ......

Turning his gaze away at the dwarf, Charles couldn't help but squint.

Hostile to me?

After looking at the dwarven king, Charles stood up from his seat!