After a humble alliance with the fairies of the Rhine, Clark said goodbye to them, left the bottom of the Rhine, and returned to the surface.

This time, instead of walking as slowly as before, he quickened his pace.

To this end, he also spent 100 experience points in exchange for a psychic teleportation ability, Speed Burst.

[Speed Burst]: Level 1 ability, consumes 1 psionic point, a powerful mind can stimulate your body, make you increase your speed, agility +1, and last 19 (intelligence) minutes.

With the blessing of this ability, Clark ran like the wind, and what was supposed to take half an hour to travel, he completed it in ten minutes.

Soon he was at the foot of the mountain range in the upper Rhine.

When he got closer, he looked up, and this majestic mountain range was pressing straight towards him, as if a giant standing up to the sky and the earth was looking down on him.

Not only that, as he approached, a heat wave also came from the blue-black mountain, and the surrounding temperature instantly increased by more than ten degrees, becoming unbearable heat.

Because of this, the snow on the top of the mountain quickly turned into snow water under the action of the heat wave, poured down the mountain, and joined the Rhine.

"Well, our Clark warriors have finally arrived in front of the Dragon's Cave, but ...... How did he stop again. Outside of the illusion, looking at Clark's image, Bagman also felt a headache.

Arguably, Clark is the most troublesome of the warriors he explains.

You'll never guess what he can bring you.

Of course, he also hates and loves this situation. Because this also means that there will be more variations in the game about Clark.

Perhaps he will have the opportunity to pay off the gambling debts he owed at the Quidditch World Cup.

At this time, Clark in the illusion stopped for a moment in front of the mountain where the fire dragon lived, and then turned his head, and did not enter the mountain, but after carefully observing for a while, he began to walk along the side of the foot of the mountain.

Perhaps because of the inherent risks involved, no one has been here before.

So walking along the foot of the mountain, there is not a single road up the mountain.

The entire mountain is steep and smooth rock walls that slope upwards.

Clark saw such a scene, and immediately analyzed that this mountain range was not naturally formed.

Because generally speaking, the formation of mountain ranges is more due to the migration and extrusion of different geological plates.

So there should be a gentle transition between the mountains and the surrounding environment.

However, the Alps in front of you stand abruptly on this vast plain, and there is a clear boundary between the two.

It's as if there was no such mountain here, and suddenly one day, it fell from the sky and landed here.

Clark had some guesses about the origin of the mountain, but now he needed to find another former person to verify it.

His idea was soon satisfied, and perhaps the former client wanted to see him as well.

Anyway, when Clark walked around the foot of the Alps for about ten minutes, his psychic ability [Time Mark] sensed that someone had passed by not long ago.

That's right, not so long ago, less than half an hour between it and now.

It's just that because of the hard rock wall and mountain, this "man" did not leave footprints.

Of course, this is not a problem for Clark.

Relying on the ability of [Time Imprint] to look at the past history, soon, the figure half an hour ago seemed to appear in front of his eyes.

Clark followed the figure, flying all the way up the wall, and soon climbed the mountain where there might be a dragon.

Fortunately, the "man" seemed to know the situation of the mountain very well, and he twisted and turned along the way, and Clarke, who followed him, did not encounter any danger.

In this way, outside the illusion, under the surprised gaze of everyone, he climbed all the way up, and soon approached the snow line of the Alps.

From a distance, you can see that on the blue-black mountain rock, there is a clear dividing line.

Above the dividing line, there is a white snow.

Below the dividing line, there are black rocks.

The figure, which only Clark could see, disappeared into the dividing line not far away.

Clark remained vigilant, and little by little he approached the past.

When he got closer, he saw a hut made of rock and mud at the snow line.

It was only because the roof of the hut and its surroundings were covered with a thick layer of snow that it was difficult to see.

With the help of the [Time Mark], Clark watched the figure enter the hut.

He knew that this was the person he was looking for.

So he went up and knocked on the door, which was simple and made of a few pieces of wood.

After a while, the door creaked open, and a tall figure appeared in front of Clark.

"This, this is-"

Outside of the illusion, everyone also saw the figure, and they all looked back towards the last row of the stands, all because the figure was six or seven points similar to Hagrid.

They were all about the same height, looked exceptionally burly, and had big black beards on their faces, looking like little giants.

The difference was that the little giant's skin was a little whiter than Hagrid's, as if the sun often didn't shine, as pale as a dead corpse.

His body is not so well-proportioned, with short legs and long hands, like Uncle Liu, his hands are up to his knees, and he is somewhat similar to a gorilla.

Clark looked up at the tall weirdo, and couldn't help but complain in his heart, "This is a dwarf!" You call this height a dwarf! ”

Although Clark also knew that ancient times were different from modern times, and the golden humans at that time were tall and fit, like ancient Greek sculptures.

But the creature in front of him is not called a dwarf.

In fact, this is what Clark's knowledge is still lacking, he doesn't know that the gnomes in Norse mythology should actually be the prototype of the fictional creature "dwarf" in many fantasy works.

This is not the same as another fictional creature, "Gnome/Goblin/Goblin", which is more of a recreation from some home.

In Norse mythology, these gnomes are more accustomed to living in the mountains, underground, or mines, are fond of stone, metallurgy, have superb blacksmithing skills, are good at magic, rune writing, and are the makers of many artifacts.

And they are not short, and Norse gnomes are not described as short in works before the 13th century.

Regarding this point, in Clark's previous life in "Avengers 3", the dwarf king who helped Thor forge the storm battle axe is very restored.

The reason why they are considered short is because they are more the result of comparing themselves to those giants.

However, in Clark's opinion, who has knowledge of another world, the Norse dwarf in front of him is more like the "gray dwarf" or "Durga dwarf" of "Dungeons & Dragons".

Of course, it didn't really matter what race the other party was, after all, Clark was here to ask for help.

But before Clark could speak, the tall dwarf took the first step and said, "Welcome, brave man from afar." ”

The language he used, like that used by the fairies of the river just now, was a peculiar, chant-like language.

Even if Clark hadn't learned this language, as long as he heard it, he naturally understood what the other party meant.

It's as if words and words in these languages naturally have meanings that don't need to be explained.

Clarke, who had studied ancient magic scripts, knew that this should be the most primitive text in ancient times, claiming to contain magical power in words.

This script is also known as Runi script, and Clarke's ancient magic script class is about this knowledge.

It's just that in their time, although this kind of writing also had many magical effects, it was a big difference compared with ancient times.

After hearing the dwarf's invitation, Clark was not polite, nor was he worried that the other party would be unfavorable to him, and walked directly into the stone house.

Contrary to what he imagined, the windowless room was not dark and cold, but very bright and warm.

In the center of the room, a huge stove is blazing, providing warmth and light to the entire room.

Clark sat down on a stool by the stove, following the dwarf's instructions, and soon the other man lifted the copper kettle hanging from the stove and poured him a cup of hot goat's milk from a simple wooden cup.

"Brave men from afar, please enjoy."

Clark took the cup from the dwarf's hand, and did not dislike that the rim of the cup had turned black, and blew lightly, and took a sip.

A mellow, smelly milky aroma instantly spread in his mouth.

At the same time, a hot warm current fell down the throat to his stomach, and the heat brought by it instantly dispelled the chill on his body.

"Thanks, it tastes good," Clark thanked and put his cup down, then asked the gnome, "I just don't know what to call you, dear elder?" ”

The tall dwarf, though as rude as Hagrid, was also very kind.

Upon hearing Clark's question, he immediately replied, "You can call me Meme, the blacksmith, the brave man from afar." ”

"Why do you call me a brave man from afar?" Clark asked again.

The Mime looked at him with a smile, his black eyes shining like beetles, narrowed into a slit.

"Because there is an evil dragon living in this mountain, very few people come here.

And once someone arrives, then he must be here to deal with this evil dragon.

Dare to fight the evil dragon, with great courage, how can he not be a brave man? ”

Clark nodded, agreeing with him.

"What about you? Dear Elder, what are you here for? After all, this doesn't seem to be a very good place to live alone. ”

Faced with Clark's question, the dwarf Mim sighed, a sad expression on his face.

Through his narration, Clark learned that this dwarf Mim was also a victim of an evil dragon.

In his story, the cave under the mountain range was once the domain of their dwarf clan, who carved mountains, mined ore, smelted metal, built palaces, and lived in peace and carefree.

But one day, an evil dragon named Fafnir set his sights on the warm home of the gnomes, and the gold, silver, and precious stones they had collected by digging and smelting for generations.

The dragon blocked the gnome's door, burrowed into the cave, and used fire, claws, and intimidation to drive away and kill the gnomes in the cave, and occupy the place, and the treasure in the cave.

"Although we also have many powerful magic weapons, the scales of that evil dragon are so hard that even the armor-piercing crossbow arrows forged from pure gold can't hurt him in the slightest.

My people rushed forward with their swords brandished, and then fell one after another, and finally, the people who did not die were frightened and fled in a hurry. ”

Midm spoke sadly, two teardrops the size of a baby's fist squeezed out of the corners of his eyes.

Clark comforted him while asking, "Then why don't you leave with them?" ”

"I'm not reconciled!" Mime wiped away his tears and said viciously, "I'm going to prove that we gnomes aren't all cowardly cowards, and I'm going to avenge my brother by watching that dragon be pierced through the heart!" ”

As he spoke, he looked at Clark expectantly, "Young brave man, may I ask you, would you like to help me fulfill my wish and get rid of that evil dragon?" ”

If this is an RPG adventure game, there should already be a red exclamation mark on the top of the dwarf's head at this time.

You may be able to get a lot of experience, some gold, and a weapon from the publisher of this quest.

However, this is not an adventure game, and Clark is not an adventure character controlled by man.

So he didn't casually respond to the other party's request, but said, "Although I also want to help you, unfortunately, I don't have the strength to kill this evil dragon." The scales on the other party's body are also incomprehensible to me. ”

In the face of Clark's shirk, the dwarf Mim was not disappointed, but said very confidently, "Don't worry, brave people from afar, I will help you." I've found a way to hurt that dragon. ”

"Found a way?" Clark asked curiously, "But didn't you say that even the crossbow arrows made of adamantite didn't work against that dragon?" ”

Mime nodded, "That's right, ordinary weapons naturally can't hurt that evil dragon, but in this world, there are still unusual weapons." ”