Egil, though, is a cunning and cunning guy who can bend and stretch. But to a certain extent, he is also a very persistent and stubborn person. The dividing line that divides these two personalities is called planning.

Before making a plan, Egil can do anything, it doesn't matter if it is despicable and shameless, or it is miserable and angry - monofilament, in the process of implementing the plan, even if it is really the end of the world, Egil will persevere, will not change the method, and will not give up.

That's it.

"So the clubhouse, are you leaving so soon? I wanted you to attend my coronation. As soon as he got the news, Egil took his wife to York City in the north. Met with the Dwarven King Wald.

"The boys are all thinking about going home. To be honest, I don't want to stay here anymore. Wald said very matter-of-factly: "And yes." Aren't you already the king of Norway??What are you going to be crowned for??, do you want to be emperor?," Wald said, looking at Egil incredulously, as if he were looking at a psychopath.

"-What's the matter?, don't I look like an emperor?" asked Egil, slightly unpleasant.

"Indeed, not really. "So, dwarves are a very real race. There is one saying and there is two saying two.

“...... Well, indeed, not to be crowned emperor. Although I think it's pretty good. But others (system wizards) say it's a little bit worse. Egir said, "It's the Norman king." ”

"What's that?" the Dwarven King wondered, "I've never heard of this title." ”

"So, the territory I now rule includes one Norway, plus England, Ireland, and Wales. In fact, the territory of the British Isles is more than my territory in Scandinavia, right?"

"That's right, that's right. Wald nodded.

"So, I don't think the title of King of Norway says anything more. So be crowned. ”

"But after all this time, you still haven't made it clear that you want to be crowned King of Norman, and why Norman, not Viking?"

"Norman and Viking are pretty much the same thing, don't be so serious, haha...... Also, this is just an abbreviation, the full name is God blessing, all the Vikings, the kings of England, Ireland, the Welsh, the Grand Duke of Norway, the Duke of Normandy, the Earl of Biard. ”

“...... That's why you humans are really troublesome to death. Wald was slightly speechless.

"Can you stay and attend the ceremony?" asked Egil.

"Sorry, no. Wald's answer was simple.

"Why?!" Egil asked, grimacing with a hurt expression.

"On the surface, you want me to stay and participate in the coronation, but in fact, you want the dwarven legion to stay and die for you, right?" Wald's IQ also improved a lot, and then he told the truth very unceremoniously.

"Aha...... What are you talking about? Why don't I understand at all?" said Egil, laughing to hide his embarrassment, and patted Wald on the shoulder. Put it this way.

"Anyway...... In short, no. Wald insisted.

The stubbornness of the dwarves, Egir had learned enough before this. I know that no matter what I say in this situation, people will never listen. Convincing a dwarf who has already made up his mind is no easier than training an elephant to pole dance.

"Wine. ”

Well, since coercion can't work, you can only lure.

All the dwarves, young and old, have a great love for such a thing. Even for a sip of good wine, he can give up his surname. And Egil, with the backing of the system, can naturally get countless eye-watering wines, so ......

"You...... What do you say?" Wald's attitude was visibly slightly relaxed. He had been with Egil for so long, so he naturally knew that Egil had a rich wine collection. A lot of it was wine he couldn't name, and he had never seen it. But the taste is amazing.

"Five hundred barrels of wine in total - my entire stock, and a bottle of this. Egil then pulled out a small bottle carved with purple crystal from his underwear pocket.

"Smell it, friend. Egil laughed as if he were a doping dealer peddling doping to athletes. After that, he carefully opened the lid of the amethyst bottle in his hand. Immediately afterward, an extremely strong aroma quickly spread.

"So—"

However, it didn't wait for Egil to continue. On the other side, Wald rushed over with an arrow, snatched the small bottle from Egil's hand, and poured it directly into it with a gulp. After that, the dwarven king, who had read countless wines, only felt that the sky was spinning, and the hot piece in his belly was - and then he fell to the ground with a thud. Unconscious.

“...... !!!!"

Egil watched the dwarf behave so shamelessly. I wanted to kick him to death. However, looking at the plate chain composite armor worn by Wald, after calculating it, he felt that the chance of his foot injury was a little higher. And kicking in the face will leave a mark. He is also the king of a family. Egil really can't do such a faceless thing.

However, this thing must not be left at that.

With a snap of his fingers, he asked the two Guard Knights to carry the shameless dwarf away. Egil began to think about blackmailing him when Wald woke up. It's a good wine that cost 500 coupons to exchange. How can you be worthy of yourself if you don't extort millions.

But Wald wasn't really stupid. After waking up the next day, Egil, who saw the momentum coming over, relented without saying a word: "Although, I can promise you to let all the dwarven armies stay." But if some of your people accept your offer and promise to work for you, I have nothing to say. ”

Immediately afterward, Egil heard a system prompt: You have obtained the promise of the Dwarf King, open a special benefit Easter egg. Now you can hire dwarven mercenaries.

"I see...... It's a fair amount of gain and loss. Egil weighed a little after hearing such a system beep. Although it is said that it has lost the support of tens of thousands of dwarf armies at once. However, it also gained the possibility of recruiting dwarven mercenaries. The dwarven warriors, who were stronger than the Vikings, were arguably the strongest hoplite units Egil had ever seen. Egil has always been very greedy for this.

"If that's the case...... Anyway, thank you very much. Egil knew in his heart that he couldn't control what Wald said. But as the Dwarven King, and the one who led the Dwarven race to such victory (though Egil thinks it's his own credit). If Wald hadn't spoken, no dwarves would have joined Egil's army.

After this, Egil opened the system interface to recruit mercenaries. Maybe it's because there are tens of thousands of dwarven regular troops gathered here. That's why there are quite a few dwarven troops that can accept recruitment. At first, Egil was still afraid that the dwarven mercenaries would spend too much money. Luckily, these dwarves are very realistic. It's really true, the money required to recruit dwarves is even less than the cost of recruiting regular Viking warriors under Egil's command. But there is a special condition - these dwarves need to pay for the mercenaries with alcohol in addition to money. Every hundred dwarven warriors, regardless of their profession, need ten barrels of beer or twenty barrels of wine a month to sustain them.

"So, why do you need more expensive and better-tasting wines than beers?!" complained Egil loudly. Because the areas controlled by Egil are all at higher latitudes. So grapes can't be grown. It can only be redeemed through the system or purchased in other countries of continental Europe. Therefore, the price is relatively high.

"Because the beer content is relatively high. The system elf's answer made Egil feel a little powerless. Well, these bastard dwarves are going to give me industrial alcohol if they have the ability, bastard.

Regardless, these dwarven warriors still have a good price-for-money ratio. It's much better than the surname items that ordinary mercenaries use once and then throw away. You can use it after you hire it.

However, Egil was more concerned than with these dwarven warriors - with a different group of people.

Dwarven artisan, dwarven blacksmith, dwarven technician. These special characters, although their combat effectiveness is not very high. But he has a great technical ability that will bring tears to Egil's eyes. All kinds of weapons, siege equipment and even all kinds of household utensils can be made for them. Although an ordinary dwarven blacksmith would need two hundred gold coins to hire, which is a little more expensive. But Egil gritted his teeth and exchanged for hundreds of dwarven craftsmen, blacksmiths, technicians and the like. In this way, the siege machinery that attacked Newcastle has been settled.

Fifteen days later, in mid-January, at the behest of the dwarven king Wald, Egil reluctantly returned to the naval fleet, which had made a mess off the coast of Scotland. Returning with Wald and more than 8,000 other dwarven warriors. A total of 2,000 dwarven warriors intervened in the system and continued to stay and fight as mercenaries. Watching the white sails sail towards the sea. Egil, who came to see him off, also sighed a little. Those who should go are gone, and those who should stay are also left. So let's keep up the good work.

"The next time we meet, hopefully we won't turn into enemies. "I watched as the last bit of mast faded away. Egil muttered something in a whisper, and then his hand was raised, and the silver-gray cloak fluttered.

"Let's go teach those damned Scots a lesson!!"

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