Chapter 12: The Prophecy of the Prophets

For the future, intelligent beings are using their own methods to spy on its traces, so as to have a premonition of what is to come, and such seekers are often called prophets. If time is a great and long river, the Prophet is the restless fish in the water, leaping out of the water on which they depend for their survival, flying into the air, and seeing where time is going and what lies in the water ahead.

If the river was clear, the Prophet might have seen something like a boulder, a pearl, a cluster of fat aquatic plants, but sometimes the river was so muddy that they didn't see anything clearly, and they didn't know that a terrible water demon was waiting for the fish they were in with its mouth wide open. However, Chica felt that the metaphor of time was not appropriate for the river, and if that was the case, he would have to swim against the current.

"Did the prophet's prophecy happen to be right? He told us to give up our hatred of human bigotry, because in the future, some humans will save the world, the entire dwarven race. Chica groaned alone in the hut, his mind full of doubts, still feeling uneasy about the humans, even though the group had killed the guinea. Think about the fact that at least a dozen dwarves have been captured in the past few years, causing some families to be broken and their relatives heartbroken, and humans are just a little bit stronger than the devil.

"Chilon, you still do what I said, hurry up and find the villagers to come back, there are hundreds of us, even if this group of humans is really unfriendly, they can't take advantage. After Chika finished instructing his grandson, he said to his granddaughter, "Qiyue, you go to Kongxiang Mountain, tell the patriarch and the prophet that the human race who saved us has arrived, see what their attitude is, and be careful on the way." ”

"What about you, who will take care of you?" Qi Yue was a little worried.

"There were cows, there was fruit and ale, I didn't need to take care of them. The old man shook the brass pipe in his hand.

Brian plans to stay for a few days before leaving, and he has two last missions left, one is to send the mother goblin home, and Rami says they live on an island in the middle of a large lake in the middle of the Mausse River, and the four-horned demon sheep are often found around the lake. Collecting the goatskins is just the right time to complete the second task, the bounty on the Refuge Farm, which is worth one diamond per skin, and if you can get dozens of them, it's a lot of money.

The skin of the four-horned demon sheep is one of the best basic materials for making magic scrolls, not only soft and wear-resistant, but also does not lose mental power at all, if it is replaced with ordinary sheepskin, it will cost at least thirty percent more mana.

Then kill two birds with one stone, send Rami to the island, take a thick sheepskin, and look at the magical cave on the way back, and everything is done.

Of course, Brian's main purpose is to win the favor of the goblins, just as he is to win the friendship of the dwarves, and form a cooperative relationship between the races. Regardless of the fact that goblins are always profiteers, they have very advanced technology in mechanical engineering and pharmaceutical preparation, which have high cooperation value. Brian can't figure out what the mercenaries think, he has to make a feud with the dwarf goblins and catch a few slaves to earn some gold, it's too short-sighted!

Gallaher has a good explanation for Brian's doubts, the mercenary team is just a wanderer on the mainland, with no fixed station, no fixed income, today there is alcohol and today is drunk, and tomorrow there is no going to hunt for food, who can think about it so much? Dwarves and goblins are valuable, so organize people to arrest them, of course, these two races are not easy to deal with, dwarves are united, weapons are advanced, goblins are cunning and resourceful, all kinds of advanced combat machinery emerge in endlessly, human beings have spent a lot of effort, in fact, they don't take much advantage, often in order to catch one or two people, they lose more.

"You also do the business that loses money. Brian spread his hands and said, "In the future, he will always follow me and do profitable business." ”

"Of course. "Gallaher has become the head of the White Feather Guardian Regiment, and he also recognizes the difference of the viscount, how can he give up this promising career in this troubled autumn.

"This time, as long as we have a cooperative relationship with the dwarves and goblins, and then open up the waterway of the Mausai River, I am afraid that in the future, my fiefdom will be richer than the refuge farm. Brian imagined as much as he could.

"Open up the river, how many people do you have, can fight thousands of barbarians?" Lilian interrupted the man's intentions.

"The manpower is a little short, but the Fergus family can share the results as long as they are interested. Brian winked at Herois.

"Grandpa isn't necessarily interested right now, the family has more important things to do. Helois politely refused, "Besides, aren't you going to continue to change the barbarians and make them more civilized?"

"Hmph! Those guys are hopeless. Brian said hatefully, "Byrne, grab the pen and paper, your drawing work is about to begin." ”

"The location of this village, I have already marked it. Byrne pulled out a map and pointed to a small circle on it, with the words "Dwarven Village" written in small letters. Byrne has been doing the recording work since the beginning, although the drawing is a schematic diagram without scale, but the orientation of the key locations is accurate, at least to ensure that the next time you come back, you will not go wrong.

"You and I go to their smelting workshops and mines, and draw down the whole process of the dwarves from mining to processing, especially those key equipment, even if the dwarves don't help us in the future, we can draw a scoop from the gourd and get a similar factory out. ”

"Yes, sir. Byrne had no choice but to put down the Magister's notes.

Brian and Byrne came to the mouth of the mine and took a few steps inside, and the viscount looked up and saw a string of glowing stones on the stone wall stretching far underground, and praised: "The dwarves are so clever, they use fluorite for lighting, which is much stronger than oil lamps." ”

Byrne hurriedly wrote down the fluorite lighting method, and Brian stopped and asked, "Did you really get together with Rami again?"

Bourne coughed and said, "The march in the wilderness is unbearable. ”

"Goblin, what does it feel like?" asked Brian, frowning, remembering that the bustard mother at Heaven's Gate had tried to recommend Rami to him.

"The smell is not so good, but it is more compact. Byrne smiled and gestured with his finger to make a small eye.

"Okay, I don't need to describe it in too much detail, it's an interracial couple again!"

"What are you doing here?" said the old dwarf Chica to the entrance of the cave and asked the humans in a loud voice.

"Nothing, look at how you guys mine. Brian replied lightly.

"This kind of behavior of yours is called stealing, stealing from our technology. Chica suddenly became proud, "It's useless to just look at the surface, the same piece of iron ore, after human refining it, the hardness and toughness are not half of ours, and you will never learn the trick of this." ”

"Yes, there are runes, and we can't master them. Brian wasn't unconvinced, "So you're going to give me a rune greatsword." ”

"Why?"

Brian thought for a moment and said, "If you don't beat me, I'll smash your jar when I go back." ”

When Chika heard the threat from the humans, he was really frightened, and he looked at Brian carefully, wondering if this rascal had really come to save the dwarves.