"But it's going to take a process!"

"Such a big thing is definitely not achieved overnight, and it is not something that the three of us can decide. All dwarves have the right to have their say on this, and we need to deliberate on the details of unification......"

Speaking of this, Thorin smiled slightly, "But we can also do some other things to promote unity first, such as building roads and arms trade." ”

Olenna raised an eyebrow and opened her mouth to say something, but she didn't say anything.

Thorin gave her a strange look.

Leopold's sad face was expressionless, but his hands clenched under the table were slowly loosened in excitement.

It seems that the old friend has changed a lot over the years, and such a tactful way of doing things is only liked by those shrewd humans. Cement and gunpowder should be the two most important things for Moria right now, they are his bargaining chips, and they are also the things that will fight for more of Moriah's voice in the future after unification - and now the Hammer Dwarves want to get these things in advance.

Leopold pondered for a moment, and did not intend to refuse.

If others are changing, he is also changing.

Clear roads can facilitate the connection of the Three Hammer Dwarves, and the equipment of gunpowder weapons can avoid the threat of foreign forces...... When the Three-Hammer Dwarves announce unification, it will definitely cause unrest in the surrounding human countries, and because of the geographical location, Talia will definitely bear the brunt, so it is necessary to strengthen the armament.

The height of the station is different, the way of looking at the problem will be different, and he is now thinking more about things after reunification.

As for the unity of the dwarven kingdom, he is now extremely firm...... All people need to sacrifice for this, not only him, but also others!

......

As the sun set, standing on the towering walls of Stormhearth, Thorin glanced at the dark shadows that had vanished into the sky, then turned around and walked back to the castle.

A hooded dwarf stepped out from behind the stone pillar, his face was a little pale and his body was not strong, unlike the usual dwarves' bronzed skin.

"Your Majesty, if the Council of the Three Hammers is reopened, we will gradually lose our voice if we have no bargaining chips, and after the defeat of Tulip, Moria has negotiated the right to sail - the fortress of Otlan will become the only harbor for the dwarves. The rise of the Warhammer Dwarves is unstoppable, if they are unified......"

"In the future, the dwarven kingdom will definitely be ruled by warhammer dwarves. ”

Because of their relatively friendly relationship with humans, the Hammer Dwarves have inevitably been somewhat assimilated, so they will also think about their own interests first. It may be harsh to say it in other dwarven kingdoms, but it doesn't matter in Talia.

Thorin patted the hooded dwarf on the shoulder, "Don't worry, Lord of the King's Hand. The issue of dwarven unification has been discussed for thousands of years, but it has never materialized, and it is not necessarily now, and I just want to gain something from this opportunity. ”

"Your Majesty is wise!" the hooded dwarf bowed slightly, "what if they really have a chance to succeed this time? After all, the Warhammer Dwarves have already solved the most important problem......

"Haha, then we'll go along with the people! That's enough time for us to prepare a lot of things. ”

......

Heading west from the Dwarven Kingdom, through the towering Rock Pass, there is a valley at the junction of Talia and the human state, known as the "Vault Dweller's Valley".

It nominally belonged to the kingdom of Thalia, but the Hammer Dwarves did not garrison a single soldier...... Because the Vault Dweller's Valley is where the Grey Dwarves live.

In order to punish the dwarves who do not sin to death, the Threehammer Dwarves have always chosen to exile them here and leave them to fend for themselves.

Over the years, the banished grey dwarves have turned this place into a place of indifference.

Thieves, bandits, slave traders, dragon hunters, mercenaries, bounty hunters...... It's a paradise for criminals and adventurers.

Dragonblood, magic crystals, dwarven weapons, strange inventions of gnomes and goblins...... It's also a favorite spot for smugglers.

In the darkness of the night, a hooded dwarf walked up to a mottled building and knocked on the door.

"Who?"

"All things are in vain, all things are allowed, walk in the night, serve the light. ”

Hearing this, there was silence in the steel gate for a moment, and then it creaked open.

"Magus, you're late!"

In the dim candlelight, several people in the same attire were sitting around the round table.

These people are both humans, dwarves, gnomes, goblins, and halflings...... If you give a knowledgeable adventurer a glance, he will definitely exclaim, because there is even a half-elf here.

There was no apology on Magus' face, and as soon as he sat down, he spoke, "...... Ladies and gentlemen, something big has happened! The dwarves have decided to reopen the Council of the Three Hammers, and perhaps this time the dwarven kingdom will really be unified. ”

There was a sudden silence in the room, and then there was a sudden sound of whispering.

After a long time, the voices gradually stopped, and then a low, hoarse voice rang out, "A unified dwarven country is too bad for us. Marcus, leave this matter to you, and if necessary, implement that plan"

"Yes, sir!"

......

The weather was sunny and the wind was beautiful.

Today, the industrial area along the shores of Lake Moria is much quieter, with neither the roar of machinery nor the thick black smoke.

The concrete dock was crowded with people, but it didn't seem to be too noisy, and they were holding their breath as they watched a ship made of steel sail up the river along the iron river.

As billowing smoke drifted over people's heads with a shrill whistle, the crowd on the dock finally cheered.

"We made it! Haha, we made it!"

"Oh God! it's so fast!"

"We built a ship without sails! We made history!"

"Hahaha~"

......

The dwarven blacksmiths and workers were still cheering, and the agitated gnome engineers were already rushing towards the ship that was laying anchor - they had to carry out a follow-up inspection of the Friendship after its first sea trial.

Friendship: 23 meters long, 4.1 meters wide, displacement 96 tons, iron hulls, paddle wheel, powered by a 200 hp reciprocating steam engine.

Such a small steamer, which only had a speed of only 8 knots, and could not be simpler in Green's opinion, took him and Moria's dwarf engineers and dwarven blacksmiths nearly a year.

Green admits that he was a little too ambitious.

Shipbuilding is a systematic project that involves all aspects of industrial production, from a rivet to the keel that connects the entire ship, not to mention the ship he wants to build now.

In the process, they encountered and overcame countless difficulties, and even sank two smaller experimental ships.

But in the end, it worked.

If it were someone else, even if he was given all the necessary foundations to make the same ship, it would not be more than that.

Because they don't have the same advantage as Green, as a traverser, he has enough theoretical knowledge and a wealth of experience left by his predecessors.

And this advantage is enough for him to avoid countless detours.