"Hey!" shut up and slapped Luca's head with his wings, "Have you forgotten that the black market is originally ......"

Lukka pinched its beak to prevent it from revealing too many details: "Even if the black market has something to do with me, they won't let me use their money freely, and if you want to pry the silver coins out of their hands, you still need a reason to trade." ”

Shut up and writhe vigorously a few times, got rid of his hand and said, "Okay, whatever you want." ”

The others had no objections, and considering that he was carrying little food and water, and that Dolan had wasted a whole box of vegetables, Lukka decided to take a break and return immediately.

After Thea's tossing, the temperature in the passage connecting the dwarven furnace and the temple has dropped a lot, but the magma does not disappear out of thin air, but solidifies into rock. Now, Lukka and the others had to drag the iron ship back on the uneven volcanic rock.

Fortunately, the grease on the bottom of the ship reduces the friction to negligible, and even if there is a rock giant on it, and the road surface is uneven, it doesn't take too much effort to drag the ship. It's just that the solidified rock almost fills the entire passage, and in some places everyone can only bend down to pass, Lukka and they only feel a slight pain in their back and legs, and the head of the rock giant, which could not move on the ship, hit it firmly on the top of the passage more than a dozen times.

Although it was a little tiring to walk like this, it was much faster than floating slowly on the magma. After a few rests, and a night of no danger, before noon, Lukka and the others reappeared in the altar room of the Mountain Spirit with the iron boat in tow.

He had thought that the crisis of the volcanic eruption was over, and that the dwarves should surely come out to meet him with joy. Unexpectedly, the altar room was empty, and it seemed that no one had paid attention to them since they left here three days ago.

"The dwarves probably don't think we're going to come back alive, do they?" said Ollie, dragging the iron ship out of the passage to the surface.

"No, even if they don't have enough faith in us, they can't ignore the mountain spirits, right?" said Luca.

"Hey, real mountain spirits!" Shut up and flew above Thea's head, tilting her head and asking, "Did you secretly give any orders to the dwarves?"

"How is that possible?" Thea slapped it away, almost like a mosquito chase, "I don't bother to talk to the kind of guy who can be bluffed by a rock giant." ”

"Why is the dwarf gone?" Phil looked around the room and found that not only the dwarf was gone, but also the various decorations placed in the room.

"Are they robbed?" said Luca, but turned his gaze to Thea.

Thea glared at him, waved her hand and said, "Don't make noise!"

Then, she crouched down on the spot, stretched out a right hand to touch the ground, and closed her eyes slightly, as if feeling something.

After a while, she opened her eyes, looked up, and said, "There's movement over there in the Melting Pot, and the dwarves should be there." ”

"Then go and see, I know this way. Luca said.

In fact, it is quite difficult to go wrong on the road from the altar room to the melting pot, in the entire dwarven underground workshop, there is just such a main road, and the other small passages are the width of a maximum of two people, but this main passage can transport large goods.

Everyone dragged the iron boat and led the rock giants that had been tossed and turned along the way in the direction of the melting pot.

Far away, Lukka heard a cacophony of voices inside, one of which was familiar, it seemed to be Jean Hammerhammer, the apprentice of the Lord of the Deep Furnace.

Turning a corner, Jean's voice became clearer, and he was obviously constantly directing something: "You guys, move this box over there! There will be another team in District 3, pack these tools quickly! Be careful, don't smash it! That thing is heavy!"

Occasionally, he would add a request: "Mayor Mare, what do you think of these things?"

The more Lukka listened, the more confused he became, but fortunately the road was not too far, and soon everyone walked into the cave where the melting pot was.

The scene in front of them made them even more confused, hundreds of dwarves were busy sweating profusely, but instead of busy making swords, they sorted and packed various forging tools and transported them from the passage to the ground.

Lukka stepped over a few pliers scattered on the ground and walked over to Jean, where the Mayor of the Deep Furnace was indeed there, but probably because of his advanced age, he was now sitting on a chair with a tired face and napping, and handed over the task of command to his apprentice.

"What are you doing here?" Lukka asked.

"Don't you have eyes?" Jean said angrily at him, "we're getting ready to move!"

"Moving, where are you moving?" asked Thea.

"I don't know!" Jean said with a grumpy expression.

"Forget it, you're busy, I'll ask the mayor. Lukka said as he walked over to the Mayor of the Deep Furnace and gave him a gentle nudge on the shoulder.

"Huh?what?" the mayor of the Deep Furnace woke up suddenly, squinted at the few people in front of him, and yawned, "Oh, it's you, you're back?"

"Mayor Mare, why are you moving?" Thea asked first.

Without waiting for the mayor of the Deep Furnace to speak, Jean also hurriedly replied: "It's not because of you! I said that you shouldn't be allowed to go, now it's okay, it's really angry with the spirit of the mountain!"

He was really right about angering the spirit of the mountain: the fake had been scolding all the way, and he had only stopped for a while, and as for the real thing, Lukka had to anger her more than a dozen times a day, and it had long been a common occurrence.

"Angered the Spirit of the Mountain, and you're going to move?" Lukka asked.

"Nonsense, don't you see, the volcanoes are extinguished!" Jean almost roared.

Lukka stretched out his finger and rubbed his ears: "Isn't it a good thing that the volcano doesn't erupt? ”

"Good for you hammer!" If it weren't for the fear that the other party had an Ollie, Jean would have raised the hammer a long time ago.

"Jean," the Mayor of the Deep Furnace patted him on the shoulder, "let me tell you, what else are you busy with, have you finished counting the boxes that have been shipped to the ground?" ”

Jean nodded reluctantly, and then turned back and glared at Lukka a few times before turning to leave.

After the irascible apprentice was gone, the Mayor of the Deep Furnace sighed and said, "Captain Lester, do you know what industry we dwarves do for a living?"

"Hit the iron!" Lukka came to his senses as soon as he spoke, "Ah, I see!"

"yes," the mayor of the Deep Furnace nodded, "the furnace is cold, what are we doing here?"