In Leipzig City, a slightly dilapidated house, a group of young dwarves are communicating in a passionate tone under the dim magic crystal light.

"This is not the life we should have, we should live happily in the original city of Leipzig, work diligently for ourselves, drink delicious shochu in the tavern, talk interesting stories, and pursue beautiful girls. “

A young male dwarf with a short beard and a beret waved his arms and spoke his thoughts to the twenty or thirty fellow dwarves gathered in the room.

"Look, what kind of life have we been living since these elves came? Weapons have been produced day and night, and needless to say, these arrows and long knives must have been sent to the elven troops, so that more dwarves will fall under the hands of those pointy ears. ”

"That's right, and as long as there is a defective product accidentally, it will be whipped at the lightest, and directly executed at the worst, is this kind of life a dwarf live?" The beret dwarf looked at the dwarf who spoke, with strong muscles and a gray shirt, "It should be a good blacksmith~"

"And, most hateful, Stark, the traitor, who actually took refuge in those pointy ears and sent his men to forcibly recruit food and manpower for work. Such scum should be put to death, they are a disgrace to the dwarves!" The beret dwarf roared angrily, and the voice of the second half of the words lowered under the eyes of the dwarf on one side.

"That's right, that old Stark guy didn't expect to be so spineless, damn it, why didn't the city lord of Fort Horn remove his position as city lord earlier. ”

"That's, that's it~"

Looking at the heated mood in the room, the beret dwarf and the dwarf who had stopped him from roaring just now looked at each other, and a mysterious smile hung on the corners of their mouths.

"Everyone, be quiet and listen to me. The beret dwarf held out his hands and motioned for silence in the room, "Guys, we need to resist, we need to fight, I, Krel, the most famous merchant in Leipzig, the son of Clark. I hereby promise that I will lead a strike so that those with sharp ears know our voice, our power, so that they will give up such harsh treatment of us. “

"I need your help, to mobilize your friends, colleagues, and relatives, to make a parade like never before, and as long as the elves care about what we have done for them, then they will surely succumb, and I, who will be at the front of the procession, to face the arrows with pointed ears. The beret dwarf Krell jumped onto the chair with a flushed face, waved his arms, and said in a fierce tone.

"The dwarves will win!"

"Oh~The dwarves will win!!!"

Looking at the cheering dwarves in the room, Krell seemed to think of something, and smiled slightly on his face obscured by the shadows.

Late at night, the dwarves in the room sneaked around to observe the situation outside, and then left the room in twos and threes. The beret dwarf returned to Krel's home with his companion, a tall dwarf with a head of one meter and three or five heads.

Walking into the still-bright study, Krell and the tall dwarf bowed their heads, and there was a middle-aged dwarf in the room, as well as a human.

And in the city of Leipzig, of course, the only human beings are the inquisitors subordinate to Alayer, Giggs.

The black hair looked a little yellow under the light of the obviously luxurious magic crystal lamp in the room, and the three dwarves waited respectfully for Giggs to finish flipping through the scroll in his hand, and Giggs, who was learning the dwarven script, was now slowly paying attention to the dwarven literature, after all, knowledge was hidden in the books.

"Is it done?" asked Giggs, who was focused on the words in the book, without looking up.

And Giggs, who finally spoke, also made the heart of Kreel, who was standing at the table, feel sorry, and said respectfully, "Yes, my lord, I have mobilized a group of dwarves and agreed to gather in the square of Leipzig in the morning of three days to march in the morning. ”

"Well~ Yes, since the matter is done, then I should also go, don't worry, under the rule of the elves, your family's chamber of commerce will still be the largest chamber of commerce in Leipzig City, and when the war is over, you can also open up the trade route to the human territory, with my existence, I believe you will make a lot of money by then." ”

Giggs put down the scroll and stood up, trying to pat the middle-aged dwarf on the shoulder, but when he reached out, he found that he needed to bend down, and pretended to wave his hand to cover up the action.

"Adults go slowly~" The three dwarves personally escorted Giggs out of the gate, "Huh~ It's finally gone, this executioner." Krell let out a sigh and sighed, but immediately drew an angry rebuke from the middle-aged dwarf Clark, "Shut up, you guy." You don't think we're the only ones doing things for this adult, do you? Keep your mouth shut, how dare I let you take over my business like this. ”

Krell, who was shocked into a cold sweat, hurriedly apologized to Clark, "My father's lesson is very good, it is that I didn't think it through~ I will definitely pay attention next time." “

"Well, you still have a lot to learn~"

Three days later, in Leipzig's central square, early risers near the square noticed that people had been gathering since six o'clock, and by eight o'clock in the morning, more than a thousand dwarves had already gathered in the square.

From time to time, there were people in the crowd waving various flags, and when Krell arrived, the crowd cheered.

Stark, who had just gotten up, learned the news, didn't care about eating the breakfast that had been prepared, and hurriedly summoned his subordinate guards, "It is absolutely necessary to suppress this matter before the elves know about it, otherwise it will be bad, the fierce guy of Giggs will not mind killing corpses everywhere~" "What are you doing, hurry back to work~" Stark, who hurried to the scene, shouted directly, wanting this group of guys to return to their jobs quickly, so as not to cause greater impact.

"The traitor Stark is here~ Don't listen to him, we need the elves to give us an explanation. Krell, who had been in hiding since Stark's arrival, ordered his men to shout loudly in the crowd.

"Get out of Leipzig, traitor!"

As time passed, the beads of sweat on Stark's head grew, his lips turned a little white, and the dwarves gathered became more excited.

"Those damn pointy ears are coming~"

When Stark heard this, he quickly turned his head to look for the direction where the elf had arrived, and when he looked at Giggs, who was walking at the front of the line, his heart suddenly tightened.

Giggs, dressed in black, led a hundred elven soldiers in full armor to the square, and came to Stark amid the shouts and curses of the dwarves, "Stark City Lord, I need an explanation. ”

Those black eyes stared at Stark's eyes, which made Stark a little breathless~