I'm not one of those eavesdroppers who like to eavesdrop on other people's conversations, so I left on my own when I got the information I wanted to know.

Looking up at the sky, I thought to myself that it was still early. At least it was still some distance before dinner time, so I chose to go back the way I came.

Go back to the place I came across, the place heavily guarded by dwarven warriors.

Along the way, I wondered if the "invitation ticket" in my hand was really as magical as the old dwarf said.

Give it a try and find out.

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It was a drawbridge, and a large bridgehead was built at the head of the bridge to facilitate the rest of the soldiers on rotation. On the other side of the drawbridge, I could only see a huge crack with my excellent eyesight, which went down far, far, far away.

There is a tunnel-like structure underneath the bridge, and every few hours, a train departs from the tunnel. The wagons of the train are covered with thick plastic sheeting, making it impossible to guess what is being pulled inside.

From the tunnel to the nearest land, a river about two cars and three hundred meters wide is crossed in the middle. The weirdest thing is the river, I used to pretend to be casual and kick small rocks into the river. The stone sinks like water, and there is not even a trace of splash. I spent nearly an hour doing the same test at some of the sites upstream and downstream of the river. It was concluded that there was no such situation in the river except for the river near the tunnel suspension bridge.

It seems that the dwarves seem to have done something to the river near the drawbridge in order to prevent anyone from sneaking into the inside of the Great Rift from the tunnel......

"Why are you again? Didn't I already tell you that outsiders are not allowed to approach here. ”

I had barely stopped a few meters from the bridgehead when a dwarven soldier with a spear recognized me.

I took a hard look at their outfits. Normally, the weapons of dwarven warriors who are mainly melee combat are basically heavy. And weapons such as tomahawks and giant hammers are their favorites. So from the looks of it, I knew that they were just the most ordinary infantry unit soldiers of the dwarves.

Because the spear in the soldier's hand looks thick and heavy at first glance, but in fact, in addition to the fact that the head of the spear is made of metal, the body of the spear in both hands is indeed wooden.

This is supposed to be the center of Ironforge. If you look at it from above, you will find that the entire Iron Fort is centered around here, and it seems to be gradually expanding out around it.

It's because it's so well guarded, that's why I pay extra attention to it.

"Ahh I was so happy playing just now, and before I knew it, I was back here. I took off my hood and scratched my hair, pretending to remember something suddenly. "I suddenly remembered that I had been asked by a dwarf to bring this back to the kingdom of the dwarves. But I don't know who to give this thing to now. ”

With that, I pulled out the invitation ticket. Place it in the palm of your hand and spread it out for the dwarven soldier to see.

"Can you give me some pointers? ”

I looked at the dwarven soldier with a sincere look, his face slowly changing. There was an initial eagerness to ease, and then to surprise......

I knew very well that this soldier could tell with his eyes that what I had in my hands was from their dwarves, and that it was a dwarf with great skill in making it. However, at his level, it was difficult to know something of a higher level.

"Can you show me?"

"Absolutely!"

I tried to make myself as harmless as I could, to guard against the guarded breezes behind the dwarven soldiers. Suddenly, I rushed up to me with excitement and put a few "ventilation holes" on my body.

Although I am confident enough to break through these soldiers and get rid of them in the shortest possible time. But in doing so, what awaits you is the hostility of the entire dwarven race.

"Hmm!" the dwarven soldier handed his weapon to his companion, and then repeatedly looked at the invitation ticket I handed over.

"How?"

"It's kind of ...... Wait a minute, it just so happens that our captain is resting in the fort now, and I'll go and see him. ”

"Hey, you're not going to go back, are you? ”

The dwarven soldier smiled heartily and said, "Don't worry, we dwarves have never been the kind of untrustworthy people. Then he gave his companion a look and said, "Take care of our guests," and turned around and walked quickly towards the bridgehead.

I should be glad that the god of fate has favored me again, there really is such a coincidence in the world. The dwarven soldiers stationed here belong to the same clan as the old dwarf who gave me the "invitation ticket" in the first place, and the captain of the dwarf's mouth served the old dwarf at this time. So, he recognized the thing at a glance.

"The guy you said is there now. ”

"It's right outside, Lord Gongde. ”

After a few minutes of brief communication with his subordinates, Gong De hurriedly ran out of the bridge fort.

Since he was only here for a short time, Gong De did not unload his weapon. It was a double-edged axe. The blade of the axe extends beyond the shoulder, and it looks like a pair of wings. As Gonde trotted, the handle of the giant axe slapped rhythmically against his hips.

In fact, my brain has been changing rapidly for just a few minutes of waiting. But when I saw what happened to Gong De, I was glad that I didn't make a wrong move.

Carrying a giant axe, Gong De gave me an indescribable sense of pressure, a feeling I had never felt before any opponent I had ever met.

"Uh-hmm, uh-huh, what shall I call you?"

"Anna, Angelina Hogg. ”

Gong De was caught off guard and shouted, "Hey, you see I forgot that I should introduce myself first." My full name is Gon de Saches Pervasi. ”

Gong De suddenly solemnly said his full name, which made the subordinates who stood and smashed around him a little shocked.

It's been a long time since anyone has been able to make their leader introduce himself so solemnly. Especially Pervassi, it was because of Gong De's outstanding military achievements that he served the family he served, the Bohuaxi family, one of the thirteen royal families of the dwarves.

"Do you know who I'm supposed to give that thing to?"

Gong De solemnly handed the invitation ticket back to me and said, "It has been handed over to its owner." ”

"Huh?"

I don't understand what Gong De means by this.

"Compared to this, I am more like to know whether my old master is well!"

"Your master?"

"Yes, the one who gave you this. Gong De said, pointing to the invitation ticket I held in the palm of my hand.

Wait a minute, this is a bit of a lot of information, let me take it slowly.

Judging by my strength, Gong De is by no means what others say, just a captain. So what kind of sacredness does the old master in his mouth, that is, the tavern owner whom I often go to drink?

Could it really be the legendary dwarven thirteen princes .......