Rodrith did not answer. He glared at the knight with strange eyes, then turned to pounce. "They won't trouble you anymore, little one," he whispered.

Fluttering over the crowd to make sure they had all put away their swords, she stepped forward and tapped twice on the wall with her little fat hand. "Secret doors. She said matter-of-factly.

Two knocks on the door echoed her signal.

"That code," she said, "knocks three times." Now they let us in. ”

"But she only knocked twice—" Wade said with a giggle.

Plop glared at him angrily.

"Shhhh

Nothing happened, and Puff frowned and knocked twice. Two more knocks on the door were answered. She waited. Calamon looked uneasily at the other end of the alley, and began to change his posture constantly. Pounce knocked twice more, but there were still two knocks in response.

Finally, Plop finally shouted at the wall. "I typed out the code. Let me in!"

"The code is struck five times. A voice said.

"I knocked five times. Puff said angrily. "You let me in!"

"You knock six times. ”

"I counted eight," another voice argued.

Flutter suddenly pushed the door with both hands, and it opened easily. She shouted inside. "I knocked four times. Let me in!" she said. And raised his fist and shook it.

"Okay. A voice muttered.

Plop closed the door and knocked twice. Robert wanted to avoid unnecessary conflict as much as possible, glaring at the Kander who was desperately holding back a laugh.

The door opened again. "Come in," said the guard angrily. "But that's not four strokes," he said loudly to Pounce. She ignored him and dragged her bag forward.

"We're going to see the Fluttering King. She said loudly.

"You're taking this group to meet the Fluttering King?" the guard was taken aback, glaring at the tall river breeze and the stout Calamon. His comrades began to retreat.

"I want to see the king of fluttering," fluttering said proudly.

The dwarves of the valley kept their eyes fixed on the strange creatures, then backwards into the foul-smelling hall before taking a stride and running. He shouted as he tore open his throat. "Army! there's an army coming in!" the group could hear his shout echoing through the hallway.

"Wow!" said Puff disdainfully. "Come, the stupid men of the Tun Clan, and see the King of Flutter. ”

She began to walk into the hallway, clutching the large bag that was dragging on the floor. The guards could still hear the nervous shouts of the guards.

"Army, army of giants! protect the Pounce King!"

The great Flutter King Boji I was the Dwarf of the Valley among the Dwarves of the Valley. He was hardly a fool, legend has it that he was very wealthy and a well-known coward. The Plop Tribes have long been the elite of the Lone Dragon's Lair, or as they call it, ever since that day, when the Plop King got drunk one night and fell into a hole in the ground to discover the city.

The next day, when he woke up, he announced that his tribe had taken over the city. The Plop moved in, and in the years that followed, they generously moved in with the Sila and Tunton.

Life in this ruined city is quite comfortable - through the eyes of the dwarves of the valley, of course. The outside world doesn't interfere with them (because the outside world doesn't even know they're here, and even if they do, they don't care).

The biggest reason why the Plop tribe had no difficulty ruling over the other tribes was because Trump of the Plop tribe was so smart (some Shira jealouss would secretly rumor that his mother was a dwarf) invented the elevator to put the two cauldrons that the city's residents used to cook lard to use.

This elevator allowed the dwarves of the valley to expand their area of picking up trash into the forest above, greatly improving their standard of living. Trump flutter became a big hero and was elected as the fluttering king. Since then, the right to rule has remained in the Flutter family forever.

Many years passed, and suddenly the outside world became interested in the lair of the lair of the lonely dragon, and the arrival of dragons and dragonmen drastically changed the way the dwarves of the valley lived. The dragons were going to kill all these pesky little creatures at first, but the dwarves of the valley, under the leadership of the great pounce king, begged for mercy with great determination and courage, cried and pleaded, miraculously allowing the dragons to spare them and treat them as slaves.

So for the first time in hundreds of years, the Dwarves of the Gorge – who have inhabited the lair of the Lone Dragons – are forced to work. The dragons repaired the house and put everything in order, thus making the life of every dwarf in the valley miserable, because they had to clean and fix a lot of things.

Needless to say, the Boji Emperor was of course very dissatisfied with this state of affairs. He spent a long time thinking about how to get rid of the dragon. Needless to say, of course he knew where the dragon's lair was, and he had even found a secret passage to get there.

Even when the dragon was away, he sneaked in once. Bodge was amazed to find that there were so many beautiful stones and glittering coins in that underground room.

The great Boji I, who had traveled a lot of places in his youth, knew that the people outside liked these beautiful stones very much, and would exchange them with many beautiful clothes (he was very fond of beautiful clothes).

So Boji drew a map so that he could return to the dragon's lair in the future. He was even bold enough to take a few smaller stones.

Boji spent the next few months thinking about the treasures, but never had a chance to go back. There are two reasons for this: First, the dragon never left. 2. Boji forgot whether his map should be viewed upside down or upside down.

If the dragon could get out of here, he thought, maybe a great hero could come and stab her with a sword!

Eventually—when he finally convinced Boji that he wasn't attacked by an army of giants, and pulled him out from under the bed with all his might—Boji I, the king of Pounce, began to think that this dream might come true again.

"Well, are you here to kill this dragon?" said Boji I, the king of fluttering, to Robert, the half-elf.

"No," said Robert patiently, "we're not. ”

The group stood in the palace of the Valley Dwarves, and on the throne in front of them sat a Valley Dwarf. Plop said that she was the plop king. Plop watched attentively at the adventurers who entered the palace, hoping to see the expressions of surprise and admiration on their faces. Pounce was not disappointed, and everyone's expressions could indeed be described as "shocked".

The Lair of the Lone Dragon's Lair has many beautiful objects that were used by the early Fluttering Clans to decorate their palaces. Their philosophy is that if one yard of gold thread is beautiful, then forty yards of gold thread must be even more beautiful. Completely disregarding any taste, they arranged the palace of the king of fluttering into a chaotic assembly.

Heavy, frayed strips of gold cloth wrap around every inch of the wall. Huge tapestries hang straight down from the ceiling (some upside down).

These tapestries used to be beautiful works of art that show the history and many legends of the Lair of the Dragon's Lair. But now the dwarves of the valley felt they should be brought to life, recolored with bold, exaggerated hues, and Stone was almost speechless when he saw a red Shuma fighting a purple-spotted dragon under an emerald green sky.

Elegant humanoid statues are also placed in a haphazard manner. The dwarves of the valley also found the pure white marble too monotonous, so they brought the statues to life. They have reinforced, in such detail, that some parts of the statue have been reinforced in such a realistic way that Calamon - who gave Crimson Moon an embarrassed look - dared to look at the floor with a red face.

In fact, once you enter this melting pot of art, it is difficult to maintain an extremely serious demeanor. One guy was completely out of control: Wade giggled so uncontrollably that Robert was forced to tell him to go back to the door first and see if he could restrain himself. The others saluted the pouncer in solemn manner, his hands stroking the tomahawk with the exception of Hubble, without the slightest smile on his face.

Before they came in, the dwarf put his hand on Robert's arm and warned him, "Don't be fooled by them, Robert," he said, "these fellows can turn into very cunning." ”

At first, the Fluttering King had a very frightened expression on his face when he saw the group coming in, especially when he saw the tall warriors, but Rodrith cautiously said a few flattering words, which made the Fluttering King feel more relieved (or a little disappointed)

The mage coughed intermittently, explaining to them that they didn't want to get into trouble, but simply wanted to retrieve some items of faith, and prepared to leave the dragon's den, preferably without disturbing the dragon.

Such a state of affairs is certainly not in line with Boji I's plan. So he assumed he had misheard. He wrapped himself in tattered robes and calmly said to them, "Come, take your sword, and slay the dragon." ”

"No," Robert said again. "As our friend Rodrith explained, a dragon is guarding something that belongs to our gods. We want to get it back unknowingly and quietly leave the city before the dragon even has time to find out. ”

The Pounce King frowned. "How do I know you don't take all the treasures, just the mad dragon of the Pounce King, there's a lot of treasure there, beautiful stones. ”

Rodrith suddenly raised his head, his eyes twinkling. Stone touched his sword and looked at the mage in disgust.

"We'll bring you beautiful stones," Robert assured the Fluttering King. "Just help us and you will get all the treasures. All we have to do is find God's token. ”

For the Pouncer King, it was clear that he was facing a group of lying thieves, not the heroes he was expecting. The group was just as scared of the dragon as he was, and that gave the Fluttering King an idea. "How are you going to pounce on the king to help you?" he asked, trying to hide his thoughts, looking very friendly.

Robert breathed a sigh of relief. They're finally making some progress. "Pounce"—he pointed to the female dwarf of the valley who was holding Rodrith by the sleeve—"tell us you're the only person in the city who can take us to the Dragon's Lair." ”

"Lead the way!" the great Boji I was a little frightened, and clung to his robe. "Don't lead the way! The people need me. ”

"No, no, I don't mean leading the way," Robert quickly changed his words. "I just hope you can give us a map, or send someone to take us there. ”

"Map!" Boji I wiped the cold sweat from his head with his sleeve. "You should have said it a long time ago. Map, okay, I can give the map. Now, you eat. Guests of the Pounce King. The guards took them to eat. ”

"No, thank you," Robert said politely, not daring to look at the other people's expressions. On their way, they passed the dwarven restaurant of the valley. Just smelling the smell made even Calamon have no appetite.

"We had our own food. Robert continued. "We need a little time to rest and discuss the plan on our own. ”

"Of course. The Pounce King leaned forward, and two of his guards rushed to help, for his feet could not touch the ground. "Go back to where you came from. Sit down, eat, chat. I'll send the map over. Do you want to tell Bodge about the plan?"

Robert looked back at the Pouncer King, and suddenly saw a sly flash in his eyes, and he immediately understood that the Pouncer King was not stupid. Robert began to regret that he hadn't asked Hubble much for his opinion. "Our plan is not yet complete!

Of course, the Flutter King was not so gullible to be deceived, and a long time ago he had drilled a tunnel to the place where the guests were waiting, so that he could eavesdrop on the conversations of the visitors, and knew in advance what they were going to bother him. So he already knew a lot about their plans, so he let them go.

Of course, the word "Your Majesty" may have had some influence, and he had never heard such an apt title.

"Your Majesty," Boji repeated, sighing contentedly as he poked the guards in front of him. "You remember, from now on, you have to call Your Majesty. ”

"Yes...... Yes, Wang...... Your Majesty. The valley dwarf shuddered. As everyone bowed and exited the palace, the great Boji I waved to them. King Boji I leaned on his throne and greeted his guests with what he thought was the most attractive smile until they left. Then his expression changed suddenly, and the sinister expression on his face made the guards all move closer in anticipation.

"You," he said to one of them. "Go back to the room and get the map. Give it to the in the next room. ”

The guards saluted and left. The other guards approached, their mouths wide open. Boji looked around and told the guards to move closer, thinking about what to do with his next order.

He needed some heroes, even if he had to transform the hooligans he had, he would. If they die, he has no to lose. It would be better if they could succeed in killing.

The dwarves of the valley will be rewarded—for them—more than all the beautiful stones of Candela: a return to the sweet, warm days of freedom. It was a scene that only appeared in the age of dreams.

So, don't give them a chance to sneak into the dragon's lair in the lonely land. [.]