Chapter 643: The Road
When the dwarven king Ofge said that Chen Rui was a half-elf, the fat man, Ina and the others showed surprised eyes, only Samuel disagreed: His Royal Highness Arthur is the purest Roland royal bloodline, the owner of the body of light, how can it be a half-elf kind of half-elf?
However, Blackbeard Tycklin's pit father's zuihou sentence relieved everyone: That's right, this kind of appearance really doesn't look like a half-elf.
"The Hill Dwarves are known for their integrity and heartiness, and I trust that Your Highness will not wronged innocent people and let the real thieves hide in the corner and snicker. ”
Chen Rui's "Whisper of the Heart", which only the target person could hear, and there was no communication barrier, made the King of the Dwarves slightly surprised, but it was fleeting, and he quickly regained his composure: "Human, what do you use to prove that you are innocent?"
Chen Rui continued to convey his thoughts in the eyes of analysis: "I need a special place, which I can prove to His Highness and the Hill Dwarves alone, and if I can't prove it, I am willing to accept any disposition of the Hill Dwarves, even as a thief! If I can prove myself, please allow Your Highness to go to Garden City through Black Rock Mountain......
"Are you sure you can prove your innocence?" Ovge said in a lingua franca that the Iron Shield Mercenaries and the Church understood.
The fat man didn't know what Chen Rui and Ou Fuge said in the exchange, and when he heard the words "prove his innocence", he was the first to jump out: "I am the pastor of Gudan Town, the minister of light, and this identity alone can prove my innocence!"
Elder Askar on the side spoke: "From the moment you enter this palace today, you have only one identity, a captive of the dwarves! The members of the Church of Light are no different from ordinary humans to dwarves. Maybe you can threaten with race war, but only if you have that weight. ”
The fat man was silent for a moment, he was just a small priest in a kingdom, and the Hill clan had a wide range of interests in the human race, including the church. Once it really rises to the racial contradiction. The Church will certainly sacrifice him as an insignificant pawn.
Offge ignored the fat man, and just stared at Chen Rui: "Can you represent everyone? I don't have the patience and time to test your so-called 'proof' one by one, if you fail, then you will all be treated as thieves...... At least the accomplices of the thieves to dispose of. ”
Everyone was shocked, the fat man glanced at Chen Rui, and secretly thought that he had signed a contract, and at a critical juncture, it should be impossible for this partner to harm others and himself. Gritted his teeth: "Richard, my friend, I choose to trust you unreservedly!"
Ina looked at Samuel, who deliberately pondered for a moment, nodded, and whispered, "I think I can trust him." They were in a hurry to go to Garden City now, and if he couldn't prove it, even he would get in. ”
"Yes. Ina was actually a little surprised, to be precise, it was a kind of intuition that belonged to the woman - Samuel seemed to have a special trust in this "Richard", and it was "Richard's" words that made Samuel quickly calm down when he almost clashed with Teklin before.
Although many of the surrounding mercenaries were suspicious of "Richard", the deputy head was right, and the head of the regiment had no opinion. There are no objections at the moment.
"Very well," Ovge saw this and nodded, "So, where do you want to prove it?"
Chen Rui "said" a place from the eyes of analysis, and Oufuge showed a look of surprise, and finally nodded.
"Well, a word of caution, don't try to play any tricks, or don't blame me for not giving you a chance...... The only chance. The King of the Dwarves then ordered, "Elder Ascar." Come with me to see what this human is calling proof. Teklin, Boroth. You stay to greet your guests and treat them with some courtesy. If that proof doesn't satisfy me, then the 'courtesy' will become the prisoner's treatment." ”
Teklin and Borot bowed their heads to take orders, Ofg glanced at Chen Rui, and Askar turned around and walked towards the outside of the main hall, Chen Rui nodded to the fat man and the others, and followed.
The three of them walked all the way to a huge building.
The name of this huge building is "The House of Iron Trees and Sparks", and it is said that it is a "house", but in fact, neither the "hall" nor the "hall" can describe its huge scale.
Chen Rui was an otaku who lived for more than 20 years in his last life, and he learned about the entire Daqian Shijie through the Internet, and after crossing the rebirth, he traveled around the demon world for three years (counting the super system training room for hundreds of years), and he has rich experience. However, when he entered the building, he was still shocked by what he saw.
The "huge" building outside is actually just the exposed "head" part of the "house", and the real "body" is underground.
Viewed from above, there are layers of layers, at least hundreds of meters high. The entire underground was brightly lit, and even though it was nearly dawn outside, there was a floor where busy dwarves could be seen, with the occasional clanging sound and the sound of various large machinery spinning.
This is the real "House of Iron Tree Sparks", the center of the smelting and forging of the dwarves on the hills, an underground shijie.
Chen Rui has never seen such a large-scale forging place, this kind of majestic scene, even in a magic movie, may not be able to create, and all this is really in front of him.
Listening to the endless "ding" percussion sound, feeling the strong visual impact, there was a special impulse surging out of his heart, and the blood in his body seemed to be boiling, even if Chen Rui's current strength was equivalent to the peak of the Demon Emperor, it was difficult to suppress this strong emotion that was about to break out of the body.
The dwarves who struck iron overnight turned a blind eye to the arrival of Ovg and did not salute, but continued to focus on the blacksmithing, and the king of the dwarves was also accustomed to it, from this detail we can see the emotions and attitudes of the dwarves of the hills towards blacksmithing.
Offge stopped, turned his head to Chen Rui and said coldly: "The forging room is not one of the places where it was set on fire yesterday, human, I want to see what kind of proof you have in this kind of place!"
Chen Rui didn't pay attention to Ofg, his eyes swept around, Zuihou stayed in front of a forging table in the distance, took a deep breath, and walked over slowly.
At first, his steps seemed a little cautious, and then soon after, it became more and more relaxed, and with each step, the aura on his body changed a point, and when he walked to the forging table, whether it was Ovge or Ascar, there was an illusion, as if humans had merged into this special shijie that only belonged to dwarves.
Chen Rui looked at the facilities around the forging table, stroked it slowly, adjusted the position of some things, and then picked up the big hammer that the dwarf could only hold with both hands with one hand, and did a strange thing: he threw the hammer high, caught it, and then threw it again, and so on.
At the same time as throwing the hammer, the fire in the furnace burst into flames, and a piece of silver iron ore that was originally prepared to be haode began to heat, and one of Chen Rui's was facing the flame, as if it was roasting his hands because of the cold.
"Pretending!" Offg frowned, and was about to step forward, when suddenly a hand stopped him, it was none other than Askar, the respected elder of the hill dwarves, a veteran blacksmith, and his enlightenment teacher.
"Look on, my king. Watching the simple action of the human throwing the hammer, the whitebearded dwarf's eyes flashed with an incomparably solemn light.
From the steps of human beings to the forging table, the senior blacksmith of Whitebeard sensed something unusual, everything that human beings did was to be familiar, familiar with this strange environment and relatively unfamiliar tools, and put those tools in the position they were most accustomed to.
Aska could clearly feel that every time the hammer was thrown, the aura and fluctuations of the surrounding environment underwent subtle changes, and this human being had not only merged with the underground shijie, but with a special liliang, or should it be called "artistic conception", affecting and affecting the entire underground shijie.
This time, the falling hammer was finally held tightly, and instead of being thrown again, it was raised high and struck on the piece of silver iron ore that had been clamped to the plate, and the iron ore that had turned red splashed out brilliant sparks and made a crisp sound.
Hammer after hammer, with a strange rhythm, the simple sound of striking iron, seems to be able to touch the soul.
The clanging sound around them gradually stopped, the sound of machinery also stopped, and even the arrival of the monarch did not stop the dwarves who had not stopped the forging lowered their concentration and slowly gathered around, all eyes focused on the human standing on the dwarven forging platform, tapping the ore with the dwarven tools.
These dwarven blacksmiths, who were extremely skilled and even master, held their breath in unison, their eyes shining. Especially Master Askar, staring at Chen Rui's every move, lest he miss any detail.
At this time, Chen Rui had forgotten everything, forgotten the original plan in his heart, and forgot the so-called confirmation of innocence, but wholeheartedly integrated into the wonderful throbbing when entering this underground shijie.
This is a throbbing that purely belongs to the forger, it can be said that it is driven by the special aura of this underground shijie, and it can also be said that it has always existed in Chen Rui's heart, but it just broke out at the right time.
In an instant, Chen Rui's mind came up with the figure of the teacher Tetniss wielding the hammer, and then the leader of the Minotaurs, Master Anderson...... The movements in his hands also change with his thoughts, from turbulent and fierce to wide opening and closing and then to dense as rain, which seems to be staggered and confused in contradiction for a while.
In the repeated percussions, these perceptions gradually coincided, and continued to merge and change in the grinding and tempering, just like the piece of silver iron ore that is constantly refining and refining the turnips. The firmness and confidence in Chen Rui's eyes became stronger and stronger, and his movements began to enter a rhythm that was like flowing clouds and not stagnating in things, whether it was a minotaur, not Tetenis, or the rest of the masters or anything, but Chen Rui's own feelings.
It's like what he once said to Samuel: Realize your own way.
Ovg is best versed in combat rather than forging, after all, he is a group of hill dwarves with forged "blood", and although the "proof" of humanity is not finished, the king of the dwarves has understood.