If someone had told Morey Frozen Stone that some guy could beat an adult purple worm alive and with just the weapon in his hand, he would have thought that person was crazy.

But now, such an unbelievable thing really happened in front of his eyes!

"Moladin is above, thank you, Almighty Dwarven Father, for saving your people from the lost!" Morey sat down on the ground and prayed to the Dwarven Lord God, "Thank you for sowing light and manifesting ......your divine power in the dark underground."

"Hey, I say, the man who saved us is a human, and has nothing to do with your dwarven gods. "The head of his bodyguard, 'Baird', came over and first checked on his two unconscious companions on the ground, and then walked up to Morey, bent down and touched the wound on his leg.

"You don't understand!" Morey explained, shaking his head, "Pray a little more, maybe the gods will save your life when you're in a good mood one day." Ahh

Morey had always thought that he was a devout believer, but after living in the human world for a long time, he realized that his faith needed to add "false" before "piety".

"It's not 'as if', it's broken. Baird straightened up, "But it's not a big deal, it's no worse than the last time you were bitten by a large lizard." I have to say that we are really lucky enough to encounter purple insects underground, and no one has died. Andrei and Nishizawa are both alive, and I don't think they believe that themselves. ”

"Really, thank you Moradin!" Morey was a little surprised, "I clearly saw the purple worm run over Andrei's kid directly, and I grieved for him for a few seconds." ”

"The place where he fell was a pit left by mining, and although it was shallow and barely visible in the dim light, it was enough for him to survive. Baird explained.

Morey breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, although this was the job of the bodyguards, he didn't want someone to die in the process of protecting him.

Andre is very good at killing goblins and kobolds, and he is also good at dealing with fierce gnolls, and he can even fight trolls one-on-one. Nishizawa is more clever, he is dexterous and good at setting traps like a thief, but he doesn't like to use a dagger or be called a 'thief'.

Both of these men are good lads, but in the face of purple worms......

Morey understands this. Even in Forge Rock City, if you encounter a wild purple worm, it is not for the brave dwarven warriors to go out and resist. Around the city are bottles of the nasty smell of purple insects, which contain a potion made with bay leaves, cloves, and eucalyptus leaves. The taste of this potion is quite pleasant, but the purple worm is very disgusted with it.

Even if there were indeed purple insects that didn't have a bad smell and inadvertently broke in, it was the job of the dwarven priests and animal trainers. They will appease the wild purple worm and then let the monster go its other way, or simply tame it.

Morey vaguely remembered that there seemed to be three purple worms in Forge Rock City to help them dwarves with their excavation work. However, the amount of food in this thing is huge, and the price of raising it is also quite expensive.

Byrd, the head of the bodyguards, glanced into the distance, "You wait here." He bowed his head to Morey and said, "I'm going to thank our savior, if it weren't for him, I guess we'd all have to meet in the belly of the purple worm." ”

"Thank you for me. "You know, I'm not in a position right now, and it would be nice if I could have him come over and talk to him in person." Well, if you don't mind, I'd like to try to hire him as my bodyguard. ”

"It's too late for me to raise my hands in approval. Baird smiled, "Anyway, you and I have an agreement there, and even if you fire us all now, you must pay us in full." ”

"Of course, not a penny will be lost to you. Morey promised. He didn't care too much about the little money, as long as he found an undiscovered mineral deposit, when the time came, hum......

"But I warn you, with that man's skills, his asking price should be high. Baird said again.

"Let's talk about it, it doesn't matter if it doesn't work. As you humans say, 'Business is on the side, friendship is on the top,'" Morey said. He has lived in the human world for nearly sixty years, and the old-fashioned, brave, and stubborn character of the dwarves can no longer be found in him, "Anyway, after going out this time, I will have to rest for two months before I can set off again, and it is better to leave a friendship first." ”

Baird nodded and walked towards the other party, and Morey saw that the man was crouching on the ground at this time, using the weapon in his hand to continuously cut the severed purple worm's tail, as if collecting materials.

Purple insects are a huge creature, but there are not many valuable things on their bodies. The chelica on its tail is considered one, the sharp teeth on its head that can easily break through the rocks one by one, and the stinky blood in its body, which has a pretty good healing effect and is a good material for preparing potions.

Morey estimated that although most of the back end of the tail of the fleeing purple worm had been cut off, it would not take long for it to recover. Of course, the restored tail is free of poisonous chelices, just a bare section.

Baird walked up to the man and said something to him, and the man smiled and waved his hand. Morey didn't know if he was being humble, refusing, or both.

I should have asked Baird to tell the man that I had a gift to give him as a thank you for saving his life. Morey thought. No, you can't say that first. If you say that, you might be too purposeful. I'd rather tell that person in person, it would be more formal.

'Business is on the line, friendship is on the line', Morey loves this human proverb and has always adhered to this way of doing things. Although he occasionally suffers from this, in the long run, he still has a good reputation.

He has a good reputation for doing what he does.

Morey is a second-level member of the Mithril Light Council in Forge Rock City. This level is very high, and unlike the level algorithm of the human world, their title is only level five, and it is counted backwards, so those who are stronger than Morey are only 'first-level members'.

Of course, there is also a title of 'Chief' at the top of the level, but that is just an honorary title, and those who become the Chair of the 'Mithril Light' Council will automatically receive it, and it will be automatically lifted when they leave office.

Unlike his fellow dwarven blacksmiths, crafting equipment isn't his specialty. Although he could pick up a hammer and strike it on the anvil twice to make a few wrought iron longswords, it was nothing more than that. His areas of expertise are other areas.

For example, the search for mineral veins, as well as the search for wonders and monuments.

Morey calls himself a geologist to the outside world, and has signed agreements with many human kingdoms and city-states to ensure that he can freely and legally search for mineral veins in the lands of those kings and lords.

Although the successfully found vein still belongs to the owner of the territory, he can own a percentage of the income of the entire vein by virtue of the agreement signed in advance.

Even a small percentage of the coins can mean a lot of gold for those large veins. So Morey was never short of money, never.

He has a good reputation in the human world and is widely spread among the lords. Many lords who knew his name wanted to invite him, the 'magical dwarf', into their realm to search for ore veins, and even offered a more generous share.

But Morey doesn't care about this, he is not short of money, and the search for mineral veins is just his means of livelihood and external rhetoric. What really drove him to run around the continent was his second specialty, which was his interest.

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