"What the hell is this?" asked Stone suspiciously.

"They've all been spelled," replied Rodlis. "I cast a spell on them to make them kinder. ”

The dwarves of the valley seemed to be mesmerized, and Robert noticed that the expression on their faces had shifted from interest to unquenchable respect for the mage. They stretched out their dirty little hands and touched Rodlis, muttering their language.

Stone looked at Robert warily. Robert knew what the knight was thinking: Rodrith could cast this spell on everyone at any time.

Hearing the sound of running, Robert quickly looked back at the place guarded by the river breeze. The plainlanders pointed to the dwarves of the valley and spread their fingers out, indicating that more than ten dwarves were coming towards them. Soon, the new dwarf of the valley came into view, barely glancing at the river breeze.

They saw the party around Rodrith and stopped.

"How?" said one of them, looking at the mage. The dwarves of the valley who had been spelled now took Rodrith's robe with their small hands and led him down the hall.

"Friend, he's our friend," they all scrambled to say in plain Mandarin.

"Yes," said Rodrith softly, his voice full of charm that surprised Robert. "You are all my friends," the mage continued. "Now, tell me, friends—where does this corridor lead?" said Rodris, pointing to the east. Immediately a bunch of voices rushed to answer.

"The corridor leads there. One of them said, pointing to the east.

"No, it leads here!" said the other, pointing to the West.

An argument ensued, and the dwarves of the valley crowded each other and soon got into a fight, with one of the dwarves crushing the other to the ground and kicking him with all his might, "There, there!"

Stone turned to Robert, "That's ridiculous! they're going to attract all the dragonmen here." I don't know what that crazy mage did, but you have to stop him. ”

Before Robert could intervene, a female dwarf stepped forward to administer justice. She lunged at the two guys who were fighting, cleverly banging their heads together and throwing them to the ground. The others were refueling loudly, but in an instant, they all fell silent.

The new women turned to Rodlis. She had a large nose and her hair stood straight on her head. She wore a tattered dress, a pair of heavy shoes, and a pair of ankle-length stockings. She seems to have a fairly high status among the dwarves of the valley, and each dwarf looks at her with respect.

It is possible that this is because she is carrying a huge and heavy bag. She always dragged her bag to the ground while walking, and sometimes tripped her over.

The bag was obviously important to her, and the other dwarves of the valley just wanted to touch it, and she immediately turned around and slapped them.

"The hallway leads to the big boss," she said, nodding to the east.

"Thank you, dear," Rodris reached out and touched her face. He said a few words, "Dan - yigrago, musara"

The female valley dwarf looked at him and spoke, then sighed and looked at him adoringly.

"Tell me, little one," said Rodrith, "how many big bosses are there?"

The valley dwarf frowned, trying to think. She held up a small, fat hand, "one," she said, holding up a finger, "and another, one, and another." She looked at Rodrith triumphantly, held out four fingers and said, "Two!"

"I agree with Hubble. Stone gritted his teeth and said.

"Shhhhh Just as the creaking sound also stopped. When the voice sounded again, the dwarves of the valley looked apprehensively at the end of the hallway.

"What's that sound?" asked Rodrith his enchanted group of worshippers.

"Whip," the female valley dwarf said emotionlessly. She reached out and grabbed Rodlis's robe with her dirty hand and pulled him towards the east. "The owner is angry, we have to go. ”

"What are you doing for the boss?" Rodrith asked, resisting.

"Let's go. You can watch. The dwarf of the valley pulled him again. "Let's go down. They came up and down. Come up, go down, come up. Here you come. We're going down. ”

Rodrith was being embraced forward by a group of Eghars, and he looked back at Robert, gesticulating. Robert gestured to Riverwind and Hubble, and everyone walked behind the dwarves of the valley.

The dwarves, captivated by Rodres, tried to get close to him, but the whip sounded again, and the others hurried to the end of the hallway.

The group followed Rodrith and the dwarf of the valley around the corner, and the chirping sound rang out again, only to get louder.

The female valley dwarf's eyes lit up when she heard the voice. She and the other dwarves stopped. Some were staggering against the wall, others were lying on the ground in a mess. The female dwarf leaned against Rodlis, her small hands clutching his sleeve.

"How?" he asked. "Why did we stop?"

"We're waiting, it's not our turn yet. She told him.

"What are we going to do when it's our turn?" he asked patiently.

"Go down. She said, looking at him lovingly.

Rodrith looked back at Robert and shook his head. The mage decided to ask in a new way.

"What's your name, little one?" he asked.

"Poof. ”

Calamon sniffed, quickly covering his mouth.

"Now, poof," said Rodlis gently. "Do you know where the dragon's lair is?"

"Dragon?" repeated Puff in surprise, "Do you want a dragon?"

"No," said Rodrith quickly, "we don't want to see dragons—just know the dragon's den, where dragons live." ”

"Oh, I don't know. Poof, he shook his head. But she saw Rodrith's disappointed expression and quickly grabbed his hand. "But I can take you to the Fluttering King. He knows everything. ”

Rodrith raised an eyebrow. "How are we going to meet the Pounce King?"

"Down!" she said with a happy smile. The chirping stopped. There was the sound of whipping again. "It's time for us to go down. You come, you come to see the king of fluttering. ”

"Wait a minute," Rodrith broke free from the dwarves of the valley. "I'll have to talk to my friend. He walked over to Robert and Stone. "This pouncer king may be the chief, maybe the chieftain of several tribes. ”

"If he's as stupid as these guys, then he'll not even know where his basin is, let alone the Dragon's Lair. Stone said angrily.

"He'll know, quite possibly. Hubble reluctantly spoke. "They're not smart, but they don't easily forget what they've seen or heard, as long as you can figure out how to get them to say something meaningful. ”

"Then we'd better hurry to the Pounce King," said Robert, grumblingly, "and now we'll only be able to figure out what this chirp is up and down about—"

"I know!" said a voice.

Robert looked back, completely oblivious to Wade's existence. The Kander ran around the corner, his tail jumping, his eyes shining with joy. "It's an elevator, Robert," he said. "It's like in a dwarven mine. I've been in the mines, and that's the most interesting thing.

They have a lift for carrying stones, like this one. Oh, pretty much the same. You know what!" He suddenly couldn't help but chuckle. The others glared at him, and the Kanders struggled to restrain themselves.

"They use a big pot as a lift! The dwarves of the valley lined up, and when the enchanted dragonmen waved their whips, they jumped into the pot in order, and the pot was connected to a chain, and the chain was connected with gears, and that was the crunch we heard! The gears turned to send the pot down, and soon another pot came up!"

"Big boss. The big boss of a pot," Puff said.

"It's all dragonmen!" repeated Robert, alarmedly.

"Not coming here!" said Puff. "Go in that direction—" She shook her hand wildly.

Robert was still not reassured. "So there is the boss there. How many dragons are there in one pot?"

"Two," Puff said, clutching Rodlis's sleeve. "Two at most. ”

"In fact, there are four. Wade looked apologetically at the dwarf of the valley. "They're the smaller ones, not the ones that can cast spells. ”

"Four. Calamon spread his thick arms. "We can cope with four. ”

"Yes, but then we'll have to do a lot of work, and then we'll call in fifteen more. Robert noted. The whip sounded again.

"Come on!" Puff nervously grabbed Rodlis's sleeve. "Let's go, the boss will be angry. ”

"I think it's a good opportunity," Stone said with a shrug. "Let the dwarves of the valley run as they normally would, and we can knock out the dazed bosses in one fell swoop. If one pot is waiting to carry the Valley Dwarves, the other must be on the ground.

"I think so. Robert said. He turned to the dwarves of the valley. "When you see the elevator,—— uh, pots—don't jump in. You just need to get out of the way and stay out of the way. Do you understand?"

The dwarf of the valley looked at Robert suspiciously. The half-elf sighed and looked at Rodrith. The mage smiled and repeated Robert's words. The dwarves of the valley immediately smiled and nodded vigorously.

The whip went off again, and everyone heard a gruff sound. "Move quickly, you little thieves, or I'll cut off your feet, so that you have an excuse to be lazy!"

"Let's see whose foot is chopped off in the end. Calamon said.

"It's funny!" said one of the valley dwarves. They swarmed and rushed down the aisle.

The "ogre" mentioned in Hubble's dialogue is actually a very important evil creature on Candela. Ogres have many names, they are also called trolls, ogre trolls, and it is said that a group of special humans in later generations will call them "fat". The average height of this race was nine to ten feet, weighing three hundred to three hundred and fifty pounds, with yellow, nodulous skin, and terrifying strength, and they usually lived by plundering, stealing, and killing.

On Candela, elves are purely good creatures, humans are swinging neutral creatures, and ogres are purely evil creatures.

It is said that in ancient times, they possessed a proud and beautiful appearance, but because they only had evil and cruel thoughts in their heads, they ended up turning into such ugly monsters.

A hot and humid mist emerges from two holes in the floor, completely enveloping the surrounding landscape. Between the two holes is a huge gear with a thick iron chain hanging from the gear. A large black iron pot hangs from a cave. The other end of the chain disappears into the cave.

Four heavily armed dragonmen, two of them wielding whips and the other two holding curved swords, stood guard by the pot. They only appeared in the thick fog for a moment, and then disappeared without a trace. Robert could hear the whip swinging, and a deep voice rang out.

"You dwarf rats! What are you doing over there? Jump me into the pot before I can skin you!

The dragonman was in the middle of his sentence when reptilian eyes burst out, and Calamon emerged from the fog with a loud roar. The dragonman shouted, but only gurgled as Calamon grabbed its scaly neck, lifted it up, and threw it against the wall.

The dwarves in the valley saw the corpse fall to the ground with a "boom~!" and scattered in all directions.

When Calamon attacked, Stone also brandished his greatsword, chanted the knight's praise to the enemy, and slashed off the head of the dragonman who was still unclear. The severed head was immediately turned to stone when it fell to the ground.

Dragonmen don't know how to attack all moving people like goblins, they are intelligent and intelligent creatures. The remaining two dragonmen didn't want to face five heavily armed and experienced warriors at all. One of them immediately jumped into the pot and yelled at their companions in their language. The other dragonman ran to the side to release the controls, and the cauldron began to fall.

"Stop it!" shouted Robert. "It'll bring reinforcements!"

"Wrong!" Wade shouted as he looked at the cave, "Reinforcements have come in, and there are about twenty of them!"

Calamon immediately rushed forward to stop the dragonman from operating the elevator, but he was still a step too late. The monster left the control and rushed into the pot. Without hesitation, it jumped into the pot with its companions, and Calamon jumped with him to keep his enemies from escaping! The dwarves of the valley cheered, some of them huddled to the side to see better.

"That idiot!" Stone cursed. Pushing away the dwarves around him, he saw that the battle was raging in the cauldron below—Calamon was fighting the dragons, his weight causing the cauldron to drop even faster.

"They're going to kill this idiot," Stone muttered, "I'm going to have to follow." He shouted at Robert. He threw himself into the chain in the air and slid quickly into the pot.

"We're going to lose these two guys this time!" Robert groaned. "Hubble, follow me, River Breeze, stay and watch over Rodrith and Scarlet Moon. Let's see if you can reverse this damn gear! No, Wade, don't!"

However, it was already too late.

The Kand screamed excitedly and jumped to the chain, sliding down. Robert and Hubble jumped into the pot, and Robert held the chain on his hands and feet, which happened to hang on the head of the Kande.

But the dwarf missed the chain, and fell headfirst into the pot, and Calamon accidentally stepped on him.