"Thank you for the hospitality of the patriarch, I can't drink enough, so I went down to rest first. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Kapalan smiled and greeted, his face slightly drunk, really slightly drunk. After all, dwarves are hospitable or not, and they are all drunk enough.

And whether the guest is sincere or not, the amount of alcohol is not mentioned, but it must not be drunk.

It is also a bit helpless to be able to drink the deep Kapalan of the city government like this.

But it can't be helped, the situation is like this.

Once upon a time, the bishops, except for the Pope, where could they not look high?

Of course, this is not to say that the dwarves are humiliating him.

Opposite.

As the patriarch, he has already shown sincerity in personally entertaining a down-and-out Bishop of the Holy Court.

"Hahaha!"

The laughter was thick and hearty, and a bearded dwarf sat on the main seat, with gray hair, but his spirit was extremely strong. The eyes are large, the beard is thick, the skin is copper and shiny, and the muscles are not slackened except for the gray hair. There were even a few cracks that were too swollen and stretched open.

It's amazing when you look at it.

No one would believe it, this is a 500-year-old dwarf.

I wouldn't believe that a five-hundred-year-old dwarf was still so strong.

Greg Collapse, owner of Iron Glory City.

He is also the patriarch of all the dwarves in the God-given continent.

Including a small number of dwarven tribes in the outreach, jointly certified.

"Good. ”

Greg Collapse pointed at Kapalan: "I always thought that the Holy Court was all hypocritical and pompous, although you drank averagely, but you didn't cheat. Sort of a friend!"

Kapalan smiled and bowed, and Greg glanced contemptuously at the white-clothed priest who was crooked to the side, his cheeks flushed and drooling: "Better than him." A soft egg. ”

Kapalan smiled unconcernedly: "He hasn't been out." I didn't go through much, but I stayed with the Pope for a long time, and the patriarch forgave me. ”

Greg snorted, then waved his hand and smiled and motioned to Kapalan, "Go and rest." It's arranged. I'll talk about it tomorrow. ”

Kapalan bowed down again and called for help to carry the white-robed priest away.

――

"Carlo!!I'm ashamed of my own daughter! You were run away from her marriage and brought back with an outcast cub! You still want to raise that?!"

"Uncle!How can you say that, Natalie?!She's you......"

"I don't care! I don't have her daughter! I'm dead!!Don't bother me in the future!!"

"I don't need you to care!!I'll tell you about Natalie's situation!!Since you don't care about her, I won't talk to you more, and the child's affairs naturally have nothing to do with you!!

"You!!"

"Carlo, don't ...... like that"

"Uncle Liszt, I'll go first!"

"Hey Carlo!!"

"I'll go first, Master Liszt......"

“......”

Kapalan had not gone far when he heard a commotion.

Curious, I stopped looking at it, and saw one of the few people I met after getting off the empty boat today. The other two are known, one is Trehan Tie, the grandson of Patriarch Greg. There was also a close confidant named Liszt, the patriarch of Greg.

The other was the inconspicuous young dwarf in front of him.

It seems to be called Caro.

Kapalan smiled softly and wanted to ask a few words.

"Humph!!"

As a result, he looked at the angry glare of the man named Carlo in astonishment, and walked over with a cold snort. Ignore it and ignore it, it seems that the attitude is very bad.

"Caro!!"

Liszt, who was chasing behind, frowned and scolded, but saw that Carlo had already gone away and ignored it. Helplessly, he looked at Kapalan who was stunned, and said apologetically: "Bishop Kapalan, don't mind. That's the temper of the dwarves, Carrota ......"

"I just heard that. ”

Kapalan regained his smile and motioned for the two dwarves to carry the white-clothed priest back first. looked at Liszt and said: "He seems to be in a bad mood with someone he is arguing with." ”

After a pause, Kapalan looked at Liszt in confusion: "But I also have a lot of contact, and I can tell if he is in a bad mood or aimed at me." ”

Liszt was stunned for a moment, and was about to speak.

Kapalan waved his hand: "But I haven't seen him before, and the dwarves don't have much contact." I'm here today, where did I get offended?"

Liszt shook his head helplessly: "Bishop Kapalan doesn't need to be so humble. You're a bishop......

"Huh?"

Kapalan laughed and shook his head to interrupt, "Former bishop. ”

Looking around, Kapalan reluctantly spoke: "Speaking of which." Patriarch Greg didn't despise me because I was down, and took the initiative to host a banquet. I'm grateful. ”

Liszt knew that chasing after him at this time didn't seem to have much effect. Although Carlo is not very old, he has a very stubborn temper. But who isn't a dwarf?

Because Kapalan's attitude is low and down, but he is still standing, others don't know, as a patriarch's cronies to help deal with government affairs, his mind is definitely much smarter than ordinary dwarves.

The Pope trusted Kapalan very much, at least, and the Pope's close assistants, the white priests, were sent to accompany him on his mission to the dwarven city of Iron Glory.

There is really a misunderstanding that makes Kapalan feel that Carlo is disrespectful, although it is not so much, but in the end, if it reaches Patriarch Greg, in order to punish Carlo for Kapalan's face, at least it will bring a negative impression, and he will be passive if he wants to help Carlo in the future.

"There's a reason for that. ”

When Kapalan sat down with Liszt, Liszt nodded and spoke.

Kapalan was surprised, what really did he offend a dwarf who was nothing special?

He has always done things without leaking the city, how could he offend a dwarf who has never met him?

"Do you remember that outcast?"

Liszt opened his mouth and gestured to Kapaland.

Kapalan looked at Liszt blankly: "Outcast?"

Liszt's expression was strange: "The one who was slapped by you." ”

Kapalan was stunned for a while, and suddenly looked at Liszt: "Han Qi?!Because of him?!"

It's no wonder he didn't expect it, but he really didn't know what Han Qi could have to do with an ordinary dwarf.

Liszt nodded: "Carlo moved to Iron Glory City later. It's probably just over two years. But before that, he and Han Qi had known each other. Of course, it's more complicated here......"

Kapalan's eyes changed, and he said sincerely: "If you don't mind, please say more...... Because His Majesty the Pope is very curious and attached great importance to the origin of this outcast. ”

Liszt was stunned, this brought the pope out, and it didn't look like a fraud to see Kapalan.

Liszt pondered for a moment, then got up and spoke: "I'll go see the patriarch first." If I don't bother, I'll go back to you later?"

Kapalan stood up and smiled, "Welcome." ”

Li Si nodded and headed towards the central hall of Iron Glory City.

It was the place where the patriarch rested and worked.

Kapalan looked at Liszt's back in distraction, curled the corners of his mouth, and walked back to his lodgings.

――

"Patriarch. ”

"Liszt. Come and have a drink with me. ”

Liszt went to salute, and Greg himself sat there, pouring himself a large bottle of meat. Seeing Liszt come in, he smiled and waved, which indeed showed the meaning of closeness.

"Huh. ”

Liszt shook his head with a smile: "I just finished drinking with the Holy Court Envoy, and now you are still drinking? ”

Greg pouted: "Slippery head." Humans are cunning, and even more so the people of the Holy Court. One pretended to be drunk, and the other simply fell on his clothes several times, thinking I didn't see it. ”

Liszt paused, sat down with a smile and politely took the wine glass, Greg looked at this detail, nodded and smiled without saying much.

The devil is in the details.

Liszt satisfied Greg in that he did not deliberately express loyalty, but respected him in every move.

Greg looks bold, and in fact he is.

But who doesn't want to be worshipped by everyone in a high position?

It's a pity that the dwarven patriarch has rights and will also gain loyalty. But the dwarves' rudeness and bravado were destined not to notice this.

They often come together to drink with the patriarch, and although Greg does not refuse to come, this is also a sign of their closeness.

But it's too close, and it's not good.

Liszt is measured.

In Greg's view, proportion is progress, a kind of distinction from the disadvantage of the dwarf race, the advantage.

"Maybe he knows you saw it, and deliberately made you understand that he can't fool you. ”

Liszt took a sip with a smile and gestured to Grieg.

Greg shook his head and didn't say much, frowning and looking at Liszt: "What was the quarrel outside just now? There are no rules at all. ”

Liszt was stunned and looked at Greg helplessly: "Carlo." ”

Greg thought for a moment and looked at Liszt: "What kind of good friend son of yours?"

Liszt was silent for a moment, then nodded and spoke: "Don't blame Carlo. First of all, a tribe he introduced earlier, the daughter of the patriarch of the Thunder Heart tribe married Caro. He ran away from the marriage without taking back the territory. Missing. ”

Greg nodded and listened.

Liszt continued: "As a result, a few days ago, when I and I went out to visit the Elven Forest, I suddenly heard the news in the middle of the way, rushed over to investigate, and made sure that I learned that the daughter of the patriarch of the Thunder Heart tribe had died. ”

Greg was puzzled: "Then what are they arguing about?

Liszt sighed: "The key daughter died, she was pregnant with an outcast from outside, and died after she was born. Carlo wants to bring back the foundling to raise, but in fact the outcast is the granddaughter of the patriarch of the Thunder Heart Clan. Carlo used to inform the Thunder Heart patriarch that his daughter had passed away, and he also mentioned this ...... by the way."

"Humph!!"

Greg put down his wine glass heavily, his face was ugly: "That's Carlo, it's wrong?! My wife should have died if she ran away from marriage, and she came back pregnant with an outcast." Is he still a man?!!"

Liszt paused and smiled calmly: "It's also counted...... Meddlesome. ”

Greg squinted at him, "It's a good thing? Ignore right and wrong?"

Liszt shook his head and looked at Greg: "A woman, besides, she is still dead." It's nothing. Carlo himself took it. The key is ...... This outcast. ”

Greg was stunned and looked at him puzzled: "What's wrong with this outcast?

Suddenly clapping his hands, Greg looked at Liszt: "Or this outcast father......"

"I don't know. ”

Liszt interrupted Grieg: "I don't know who the foundling father is. ”

Looking at Greg with a chuckle, Liszt leaned over and said, "But now the person who raises this outcast child ...... It's important to us. (To be continued.) )