Chapter 268: The Dwarves of the Iron Felt Avenue

Look closely, this is a major event related to the history of the clan! If what this human said is true, then the boy of the Fierce Hammer family will enter the Craftsman's Hall! It has been decades, no, there has been no new statue moved into the Craftsman's Hall for almost three hundred years, you must not look away. "On the counter, two old dwarfs hold copper tubular magnifying glasses and carefully observe every line of Dawn's Breath. In addition, five or six dwarves, including the old dwarf who had just beaten the cheese, were anxiously gathered around, and their qualifications were not enough to identify the highest masterpieces of their kind, so they could only rub their hands and stomp their feet.

"What kind of hall is the Craftsman Hall? Cheese looked at the dwarves and was not in a hurry. Seeing the high-quality works, they have now entered an atmosphere similar to carnival, not to mention that the person who is asking is a cheese, or the person who is talking is a caveman, and I am afraid that the dwarves will not be able to react at once.

"Craftsman Hall, listen to what stupid thing this kid is asking, he doesn't even know about the Craftsman Hall!" "You can't blame him, what do humans know? "That is, the sword that the human king hangs in the center of the castle hall is nothing more than a defective product abandoned by the craftsmen, and they have not solemnly given a name, and offered it high?"

The laughter of the dwarves made the room instantly lively, just now they only dared to whisper urging, but now it was as if they had found an outlet, whether true or not, touting their own craftsmanship, and at the same time belittling humans and elves as a contrast. It was a brain-bursting noise that threatened to tear the roof off, until one of the two appraisers roared, "Shut up!"

All of a sudden, the room seemed to be a winter forest, and there was no sound. The dwarves, who were considered rude and difficult to regulate, stood aside in a regular manner, not even daring to move. In fact, it is also very understandable that as a nation that advocates craftsmanship, it is impossible to complete a large number of projects without strict discipline. People often only see the dwarves' bold and cautious grudges, which are only part of their faces, just as you can't see the whole picture of a mountain at a glance, there are always shady corners, and even a few may be revealed.

"So what is the Craftsman's Hall?" asked the dwarves again with a smile and laughter on his face, his somewhat flirtatious tone would definitely be beaten by the irascible dwarves in normal times, but the two appraisers spoke, not to mention beating people now, they were afraid of making a louder noise than they should have when they walked. He could only widen his eyes, trying to express his dissatisfaction with the mage with his gaze.

In the end, it was the dwarf at the beginning who broke the stalemate, and he whispered, looked at the two appraisers several times before opening his mouth, and explained, "The Craftsman's Hall is where we preserve the masterpieces of our people. I can't tell a single human about the location or scale, but I can assure you that it's much more than you can imagine. The Craftsman's Hall preserves most of the dwarven masterpieces, and the masterpiece is the highest and final work that a dwarven forge can accomplish in his life. All founders spend their lives building experience and skill in forging that masterpiece, but whether they can forge a masterpiece is a mystery. ”

"Some people are obviously the best in their craft, but they can't create their own masterpieces in their lifetime, so there are countless stories of depression and even madness. Hearing the story of their companions, the other dwarves couldn't help but whisper in, "Therefore, the birth of each masterpiece is full of randomness and unpredictability, and it is the ultimate glory of the dwarves to be lucky enough to create their own masterpieces!"

Cheese's expression grew serious as the dwarves explained each other. He had no intention of judging this custom, nor could he judge whether the so-called masterpiece was so miraculous. The same thing has different meanings in the hands of different people, just like the dwarves said, what they see as random works can be decorated and stored in the castle by the human king, then the supreme masterpiece in the eyes of the dwarves may of course be regarded as ordinary tools by people who don't understand the meaning, for example, he. Although he had a general idea of the weight of the piece, Cheese never thought it would be so lofty for a dwarf.

In the quiet waiting, even the mage unconsciously felt a little anticipation, he still had a good impression of the Hammer Grand Duke, if Dawn's Breath could make André one of the top dwarven craftsmen, then he would naturally welcome it. Time seemed to flow very slowly, and the dwarves crept out a few bottles of milk from behind the counter, and even kindly gave a bottle of cheese. Judging by the markings on the bottle, this thing should have been used to add to wine, and yes, there is no reason why milk would appear alone in the dwarven restaurant. But would you add something else to the wine? It doesn't seem to be a dwarf.

Cheese did not forget his companion outside, and he wanted to get up and go out to tell Atta about them, but was stopped by the owner of the place, "Your friends, I just told them to go and store the horses." There's no one to clean up horse manure on Felt Avenue, and besides, if you're counting on dwarves to raise horses, you might as well let us raise bears. However, it is inevitable that livestock will be used for freight, and there are still places with which we have a good relationship, and I let them go in my name, and those guys dare not play any tricks. Although I don't know about horses, I can see that your two horses are not ordinary, and it would be a pity that good utensils are neglected to be maintained. ”

Cheese blinked, he hadn't expected it to be like this. What I didn't expect was that the team members would actually listen to the dwarf and walk away. Wouldn't he be alone if he had been confronted with any calculations here?

"Meow. The inexplicable meow of the cat was accompanied by the soft touch of the legs, and a black cat crawled along the mage's legs to the table in front of him, patted the milk bottle with its paws, and then simply stood up, picked up the bottle and drank it. This is a stupid look at cheese, because no normal cat would drink milk like that, and Kailas's actions undoubtedly indicate his identity.

"Haha, you look very knowledgeable. Although it is only milk for mead, it is also a good thing that is delivered early in the morning from a nearby farm and delivered to us by noon by distillation. The dwarves were not too surprised by the cat elf's behavior, on the contrary, they were pleased that the drinks they had served were well received. This made Cheese even more stunned.

"Don't forget where this is, boy. Do you think my people will let my people go for such a huge city? Cats that can talk and wear clothes are not so rare here. Kairas touched the milk from his mouth and licked the droplets from his hair with his tongue.

"He's right, forget your common sense, welcome to the City of Rush!"