"Presumptuous, civilians, who let you in!"

One of the drunken dwarves saw King Mossardine's face gloomy and hurriedly reprimanded. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Donila, who strode in with a huge war hammer, didn't even look at him, and when she came in, she just stared at Mossardine, who didn't speak.

It wasn't until he looked away that he said, "You thief, the one who disgraced the ancestor Nidavile, look what virtue you have turned into the brave and warlike dwarves!" ”

After speaking, her gaze swept over the group of drunk, swaying dwarf ministers, and the sharp eyes made them all turn their faces in embarrassment.

But to her relief, there were a few straight, resolute-looking dwarves in the group, who nodded to them and complimented, "You are very good! ”

"Thank you for your compliment, Your Highness the Eldest Princess!"

Several of the dwarves who were praised looked excited, their eyes glowing with a penetrating light, and they shouted with their fists crossed in unison.

Eldest Princess??

Gal looked at Donila who didn't look like Donila at all, this painting style changed too quickly, didn't you just haven't seen it for a long time, what's going on?

And through the short conversation just now, there is obviously a story in it, and it's still a very bloody story, but ......

"Ahem!"

After coughing twice, he interrupted, "That, Donella, time is tight, is your matter being resolved later?" ”

Hearing this, Donila also knew that now was not the time to settle this matter, so she turned around and dragged the middle-aged dwarf who had been following her, walked to Gal, and then spoke: "Of course, I know that you must have a way to save my hometown, as long as you succeed, I will let him marry his daughter to you, how about it!" ”

Marrying a daughter?

This is a way of thanksgiving in which country, so bold, but still thankful and insensitive!

Just as he was thinking about it, the middle-aged dwarf rubbed his hands, and after sneering, he leaned over and said, "I see that this majestic god is a rare universe-level young master......?" ”

This lewd momentum simply made Gar's hair stand upside down, and he quickly interrupted: "Stop, stop, what a mess!" ”

"...... this?"

Donila patted her head, pulled the middle-aged dwarf aside, and said, "Father, I've said it all, let you speak concisely, why are you still like this!" ”

Father??

Gal, who suddenly realized, instantly felt that the hairs on his body were no longer inverted, but all of them flew away with his soul!

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Trembling, Gar, who felt that he couldn't think about it anymore, hurriedly said: "Okay, continue the topic just now, now, I need a king who surrenders!" ”

"Surrender??"

In the main hall, everyone exclaimed in disbelief, and the anxious Thor came over to question him even more eagerly.

Before he could come, he heard Gar, who was walking along, continue: "This king must have the ability to endure humiliation, to be unhurried, to speak skillfully, and to be able to adapt to circumstances. ”

As Gal slowly spat out the words, the attention of everyone in the hall was attracted by him, and even the dwarven king Mossardine, who looked uneasy, listened attentively.

"And all he needs to do is to use your gold smithy to lure those greedy invaders into this mountain after surrendering, can you do it?"

As he spoke, Gar's gaze turned to Donella's father, the middle-aged lewd dwarf who also listened with relish.

Seeing Garr's eyes staring at him coldly, and asking him a question, he was instantly frightened by the tremendous pressure in that look.

Trembling lips and about to refuse, he was choked back by the whizzing ram in front of him, and then he heard his daughter, Donila say categorically: "He can! ”

Gal nodded at Donila before continuing, "Thor, I need the warriors of Asgard to hide in all corners of the city, and when they come in, we'll close the door and fight the dogs!" ”

"Haha, no problem, leave it to us, just ......?" Thor laughed out loud and confidently accepted the task.

But at the same time, before his doubts could be asked, Gar interrupted knowingly: "Don't worry, this is your task, and I'll take care of the rest!" ”

His face turned to King Mossardine and ordered, "Is there an emergency retreat in the city?" ”

Mossardine's expression was blank, and he was completely disillusioned from the moment he saw the heroic Donina, but he nodded in despair and did not speak.

"Very well, go and take all your people away and hide!"

After an explanation, Gal looked at Donila and pointed to the steaming water vapor image and said, "Donella, go find your true warriors, when we do it, snatch their spaceship and go after these raiders who are still in space, is there a problem?" ”

"Of course no problem, the dwarves haven't fallen to such a point!"

Donella, who was like an iron-blooded rose, reassured Gal and then pointed to the dwarves who had been awake and said, "You, you, you, go gather our warriors and follow me to clean up those soft eggs!" ”

"Yes, eldest princess!"

Looking at Donila who turned to leave, Gal gave a thumbs up approvingly, and then turned around to stop Mossardin, who was just about to leave.

"Keep your golden armor, I'll still have it!"

The discerning priests of Asgard leaned over with a smile, pushed away a few dwarves, and then stripped the dwarven king Mossardine to the ground.

Only a pair of shorts remained, and the red-faced dwarf king left with the group of dwarves around him.

"Be conscious, hurry up and put it on, time is running out, by the way, I forgot to ask you what your name is, how do you call it?"

The middle-aged dwarf who took the armor with a sad face, put on his clothes with the help of the priests, and then replied: "My name is Doron, Pando Dolon, Lord God, I ...... Can I do it? ”

Where is the clever energy just now, why is this kung fu still cowardly?

After wondering for a while, Gal encouraged: "Don't worry, believe in yourself, you can absolutely can, show confidence, I'm optimistic about you!" ”

Gal then circled around the armoured Doron twice, beckoning to some of the dwarves who had not followed Mossardin.

When the few remaining dwarves in the hall came, they asked, "How is he, does he look like a king?" ”

"Like, like, too similar!"

"No, no, no, what like, he's the king!"

A few people scrambled to say with great insight, and they already had a premonition that the dwarven kingdom was about to change.

"Yes, then, you will accompany your new king to meet the invaders!"

"Ah......?"

Ignoring the panicked dwarves, Gar and Thor, the god of thunder, walked out briskly to find the warriors of Asgard.