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"Raphael!"

A beastly roar came from the dwarf's small room, and although the dwarf outside the house couldn't understand what the orc was shouting, he should be very sad to listen to it.

"Brother, did you dream of that wood elf again?"

Brushing his hair, Abdul-Jabbar woke up when Paladin was already sitting at the head of the bed, looking at himself. There was a look of concern in his eyes.

"Hmm. ”

Abdul-Jabbar shook his head vigorously to sober himself up.

"What's the sound?"

There was a lot of noise outside, and Jabbar asked, looking curiously outside, where they were locked in an iron cage.

"I don't know, these dwarfs have been arguing for two whole hours. ”

"You two big guys, come out!"

Just as Abdul-Jabbar and Baradin were wondering, the dwarven guard himself walked in and ordered in a very serious tone. I don't know what is waiting for me again, Abdul-Jabbar reluctantly followed out, fleeing all the way, and now he has fallen to the point of being at the mercy of others, the saddest traverser in history.

The Dwarven Council, said to be the Council, actually had only six people, the contractors of the mine. Six dwarfs.

However, as soon as he entered the door, Abdul-Jabbar felt that the atmosphere was strange today, and the attitude of the six dwarves opposite him seemed to be unfriendly.

"Orc, let me ask you, is your clan after you?"

As soon as he sat down, the dwarf in the center of the council chamber spoke, wearing heavy chain mail and a silver war hammer lying flat on the table, this must be the largest shareholder of the six dwarven contractors, Abdul-Jabbar thought. The question of the dwarves is straightforward, completely devoid of prelude and nonsense.

"Well, that's why I told you to let me go a long time ago, or it wouldn't cause you unnecessary trouble. Hey. ”

Seeing that the six dwarves on the opposite side all looked serious, Abdul-Jabbar tried to liven up the atmosphere, but the scene was still silent, and it seemed that they were all waiting for the dwarven boss to continue speaking.

"It's already in trouble. ”

As soon as the dwarven boss spoke, Abdul-Jabbar knew that the blood-roaring orc pursuers were coming.

"We've just deliberated and decided to hand you over to them. Keeping your tribe from attacking us, we won't suffer casualties for a hard labor, and we don't want to be hostile to your disgusting kind, so we decided. ”

Damn, it turns out that the quarrel just now was that these dwarves were arguing about whether to give themselves to the orcs.

"Wait, do you really think that if you hand me over, those orcs outside the mine will really let you go?"

At the last moment, Jabbar also wanted to turn the tide, hoping to persuade the dwarves to protect him through his own lobbying. It's hard though.

"They're going to arrest you, not us. ”

Hearing Abdul-Jabbar's question, one of the dwarves with a long beard spoke. The answer was decent, and everyone present guessed.

"First of all, heroes, you must know what kind of race my people, orcs, are. ”

Jabbar went on to explain, and there was silence as the question seemed to catch the attention and memories of all the dwarves present at once.

"Herrera's orcs are strong, but at the same time brutal and greedy. Outside the mines, the orcs who came to capture me actually had a mission to snatch any resources they encountered along the way, because they were going to start a war. ”

"War against whom?"

Hearing such sensitive words, the dwarves began to get a little excited. Because every war is actually the time when they make a fortune, no matter who fights with whom, they always need weapons, and the weapons made by the dwarves are the most powerful, so in every war, both sides of the war have to buy a lot of weapons from the dwarves. Some dwarven profiteers even stock up in advance and then sit on the ground and raise the price. Now, when Jabbar spoke of war, of course all the dwarves present were excited, and their eyes seemed to fantasize about gold.

"War on humanity in the South. ”

"How do you know?"

The dwarven mine owner continued to ask.

"It's a long story, my companion, and it's because of this incident that this big orc has offended Bloodroar, that he has no choice but to escape. ”

Seeing that the lobbying had some effect, Abdul-Jabbar continued to spit and explain.

"Let's talk about the matter in front of us now, if you hand me over, you promise that those orcs outside the mine will not come to plunder your mine and the wealth inside after killing me?"

Hearing that the orcs were going to plunder their treasures, the dwarves present were all furious, and suddenly changed their positions, and wanted to rush out to fight to the death with the orcs outside the cave. But the dwarven mine owner obviously didn't think so, to be the boss, he must be wiser and calmer than others, in the face of Abdul-Jabbar's lobbying, the dwarf mine owner quietly observed the orc in front of him, and a sneer crossed the corner of his mouth.

"Don't convince us anymore, big man, it won't do us any good to keep you down, and throw you out to those beasts, at least we won't offend your kind. ”

As soon as the dwarven mine owner said this, the dwarves present turned to their positions one after another, as if they were right......

"Ma Dan, how did you meet such a stubborn dwarf!"

Jabbar was eager to take a wooden plank to seal the mouth of the dwarven mine owner in front of him. But apparently, he had no chance, and the dwarven guards had already grabbed himself and were ready to throw him outside the cave door.

Perhaps it was the god of fate who favored Abdul-Jabbar again, and at the same time as the dwarven guards grabbed Abdul-Jabbar, the sound of a gavel hitting the iron door came from above the mine! Obviously, those irascible orcs couldn't wait, it had been two hours, with the patience of the orcs, half an hour was already the limit, and the orcs outside the door could wait for two hours It was already strong enough.

As the gate of the mine was savagely slammed into by the mallet again and again, the dwarves under the pit finally decided to fight to the death with the orcs outside the gate. Abdul-Jabbar's inadvertent lobbying turned out to be a perfect combination with the plot that followed the development. Now, all the dwarves believed Abdul-Jabbar's words, believing that the orcs outside the door were not only here to grab people, but also to rob treasures......

"Help me open the bracelet and anklet!"

As the dwarves rushed forward with their weapons like crazy, Jabbar shouted. Immediately, the dwarven mine owner grabbed the battle axe and swung it down, and the bracelets and anklets that tied Jabbar and Baladin were cut off in an instant.

It's another chance to escape, **, we must escape again. Revenge!

Every time he was hunted down, it made Abdul-Jabbar hate blood even more. It was the same root and the same root to fry each other, he was too anxious, he was this brutal orc chief, the family he harmed was ruined, the sister was gone, and the good food and clothing were gone, and when I got to the territory of the human race, I must gather people and horses to find the blood roaring old man for revenge. Abdul-Jabbar thought as he clenched his fists.

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