"Do you know who it is?" Roy frowned.

"I didn't know at first. Tie Lao Er pulled his beard, wiped the wine on it, and shook his head angrily, "Those guys just said that none of the people who gave them orders could afford to offend." If you don't do business with us dwarves, they won't make any money at most. But offending those people is a fatal thing. ”

As he spoke, he took another sip of wine and said, "Later, a man who claimed to be from the Bano family came to the dungeon. As soon as he opened his mouth, he asked us to be loyal to their family and be their private army. It is said that only in this way can we have food. Otherwise, they guarantee that no one will dare to sell us food. ”

"So, why don't you just come to Muni City to buy food?" Roy asked.

Tie Lao Er nodded and said, "On the one hand, it is to purchase food, and on the other hand, after the major tribes have discussed, it has been decided to pave the way for the return to the human society. ”

He sighed and said, "Actually, we also understand that the demon race has invaded the land of redemption, and it is not only your human race that is facing the danger of extinction. There are also dwarves, elves, and gnomes, the races that fought alongside the human alliance in the first place. This is already our last habitat, and without it, we have no way back.

So, we discussed it and decided to take the initiative to join forces with you humans. Just like three hundred years ago, unite and fight the demons. But ......"

"But you need food, you need human rations, and you don't want to obey orders?" Roy said unceremoniously without waiting for the second iron to complain.

As soon as they said this, the expressions of the three old dwarves suddenly became a little embarrassed.

Tie Lao Er stiffened his neck and said: "Little cannonball, this is your human race who persecuted us first." If they hadn't played this trick, how could we have made such a request? In such a situation, they still want to take advantage of our dwarves, how can we trust them?"

Roy was silent for a moment. Indeed, if you were a dwarf yourself, you would not be willing to put the survival and future of your tribe in the hands of such a person.

"Besides. You Terrans are better than us dwarves in terms of command and strategy, but there are also many fools. When the time comes, whether it is because of selfishness or stupidity, we dwarves may suffer heavy losses. We are different from your human race, our population is only like this, and if there are more deaths, the race may be wiped out......"

Iron Er glared at Roy and asked, "You say, should we be careful?"

"The. Roy nodded. "But have you ever thought that you can make mistakes just as well? If, at a critical moment, you disobey orders and make wrong judgments, what will be the consequences? It's all based on mutual distrust, who wants to give their backs to you?"

"That can't be helped!" said Iron Er stubbornly. "Anyway, we dwarves don't have as many eyes as you humans. You can trust us, we can't trust you. ”

"This ......," Roy scratched his head, laughing and laughing at the logic of the Iron Boss, and persuaded, "Actually, human beings are not all what you think. There are also trustworthy ones. For example, Archduke Adolf ......"

"That old boy isn't a thing," Iron Er interrupted Roy with a wave of his hand, "I've heard that he's generous and benevolent. But this time he's not in the same league as those guys? We can't buy food with money. None of the lords under him are sold. Doesn't that help people bully us?"

Roy was speechless. After all, Grand Duke Adolf was also a member of the nobility. This identity determines that he must think from the perspective of a noble lord.

Compared with those wealthy families who are inextricably linked and entangled in interests with the Lulian family, compared to the situation of the human race and Lulian himself, it is obvious that sacrificing the dwarves who have nothing to do with him is his most correct and rational choice. Even with his kindness, it is impossible to offend the wrath of the people.

Thinking of this, Roy couldn't help but have a little headache.

Now the demon army is overwhelmed, but the human alliance army three hundred years ago has become a plate of scattered sand. This is true of the dwarves, and it is not the case with several other races. Coupled with the internal strife within the human race, what area to resist the demons?

Roy's heart couldn't help but sink into the icy valley.

Thinking back to the final battlefield, those sealed soldiers of the human alliance, thinking back to the war scenes that are still boiling three hundred years later, recalling the blood spilled under the solidified sun, and recalling the sacrifices of generations, he only felt an irrepressible feeling, pressing on his chest like a volcano.

He couldn't imagine what a miserable scene it would be when the people he knew with fell under the butcher's knife of the demon clan one by one.

And this qiē, I must not watch it happen!

Roy took a deep breath and said to Tie Laoer: "Patriarch, I won't talk about the big truth. You should know better than I do. I just want to ask now, are you willing to watch the demon soldiers come to the city and bleed like a river?"

Iron Elder and the two Dwarven Elders both shook their heads.

"In that case, then why are you still so stubborn?" Roy said with a serious face, "If we want to truly unite against the demons, we must give up those unrealistic conditions and show sincerity to cooperate with our allies. Listen to me, Patriarch, and I promise not to let what you are worried about happen. ”

"Good. Iron Er nodded.

Good...... Upon this unexpectedly crisp answer, Roy almost thought he had misheard.

He pinched his earlobe, and for a moment he couldn't turn around. You know, in his impression, dwarves are the most stubborn creatures in the world. Originally, he planned to talk bitterly, and even did not hesitate to coerce and lure. Unexpectedly, before he could use his moves, the old patriarch just said yes.

"Patriarch......" Roy Fox wondered, "do you really promise to give up your terms?"

"Have you ever seen a dwarf lie?" Iron Er glared, and then poured a glass of wine to Roy and said, "If it were someone else, I wouldn't agree." Even if you came to persuade me in the past, I wouldn't agree. After all, this is related to the net worth and lives of thousands of our Tiebu people, and it can't be because of your words. on the change of decision. But ......"

He said cautiously: "Now you are different. You are the thunderbolt of our dwarves!"

"That's why?" Roy said in surprise.

"Remember the statue at the entrance of the dungeon?" Iron Er asked as he clinked glasses with him, took a sip of his wine, and asked.

Roy nodded.

At the entrance to the dwarven dungeon, there is a huge sculpture that is thirty meters high. It was a dwarven warrior with a sledgehammer in his right hand. In his left hand, he holds a mountain-opening iron hammer like thunder and lightning.

"According to ancient legends," said Iron Elder, "whenever we dwarves are in danger of annihilation, a great warrior rises up and leads the dwarves out of hell and desert to an oasis of milk and honey, ore and inexhaustible fire and earth. ”

"We're going to take this guy. Called the Thunderbolt. ”

"The Thunderbolt is the messenger of the God of Thor, the darling of the God of Craftsmen, and the future king of the hill appointed by the God of the Dwarves. ”

"And you, the Thunderbolt. ”

The dwarven patriarch looked at Roy seriously, and said word by word: "From the moment you brought back the Flowing Fire Axe Method, and told us that you are the designated thunderbolt of that person, your will. It is already the will of all the dwarves of our Iron Department. What's more, you're the only human being we trust.

We believe. Whatever decision you make, it won't hurt the dwarves. You will find food for us, and you will show us the way. And what we have to do is follow you. So ......"

Tie Er's face slowly showed a smile that relied on you, and said leisurely: "I think." They must have brought you back to God's will. ”

God's will?

Roy rolled his eyes at the axe spirit in his senses!

And while Roy was chatting with the dwarves, an angry and cold voice was in the night sky of Muni City. Floating silently.

"Find him, kill him. ”

The turbulent undercurrent, at this moment, broke through the calm river surface and splashed waves.

It was a night of bad weather.

I don't know when, the sky is already cloudy, lightning and thunder.

When the big raindrops fell, the people in the streets either covered their heads and rushed back to their homes, or hid under the eaves of the streets. The torches were extinguished, the stalls of the night market and the tables and chairs of the open-air tavern were put away, and from the air, the city that had been bustling with activity just now became much more deserted in the blink of an eye.

And at this time, on the streets of the city, one by one, heavily armed knights, slowly rode out of the night and into the rain.

The iron hooves of the horses clattered on the stone floor. Their cold steel armor reflected the candlelight of the roadside windows. The long shadow grows longer and longer in the cold street. The rain trickled down the sharp lances in their hands, dripping down. It's like a string of wind chimes hanging in front of a horse.

People looked at the knights in horror.

Although they wore different armor and their horses reflected different family coats of arms, the aura they exuded was equally dangerous.

A few unruly-looking mercenaries quickly looked away from these knights. A mother, holding her child in her arms, hid herself in the shadows under the eaves, and when the knights had passed, she galloped through the rain and rushed to her house, closing the door tightly.

A nobleman's carriage avoids on the side of the street. The owner and the guards in the carriage watched the knights passing by with the same vigilant and fearful gaze. The guard's hand didn't even dare to move in the direction of the hilt, for fear of causing some misunderstanding and causing death.

Groups of knights, from all directions in the city, headed for the central city.

Some of them stopped at the intersection of a certain street, while others stopped outside the mansion of a nobleman, or in front of a sergeant's station, a mercenary regiment, or a barracks. The rest of the knights continued their way towards the civilian quarters built on the mountain.

In the south of the city, outside the gate of the camp of the Muni City Guard, two knights, one tall and one short, stood silently. And on the nearby city wall, an old knight with gray hair and a middle-aged female mage, separated by a hundred meters, looked down on the barracks.

The sorceress held a magic staff, and the light and mist on her body were entangled, and the fluctuations of her magic power were like raging tides. There is no doubt that this is a powerful sage of the sky.

The two knights, one tall and one short, had sixteen battle rings spinning around their bodies.

In the night, these battle rings flew up and down like elves of light, flying up and down. It exudes a terrifying aura like a giant beast in the wilderness, which is intimidating.

Only the old man didn't look like anything unusual on his body.

He just stood there quietly, his eyelids drooping, as if he was in deep thought, and as if he had fallen asleep. However, a terrifying coercion extended out with his slow breathing.

Looming over the barracks...... (To be continued......)