After being persuaded by the dwarven slang of "Heavy Hammer" Demara, the recalcitrant craftsmen in the workshop began to come out and surrender.

Although everyone expected that the dwarves would definitely change their attitudes when they met the leader, they didn't expect this group of guys who were as rigid as iron to surrender so smoothly.

Even the main general thinks that it is too fast, and there will be no fraud, right?

"What is he talking about?" Ninia asked the honor student La Nina, "Why did the dwarves inside come out after hearing the words?"

"At first the dwarves didn't believe him, thinking it was a disguise, but he used it very ...... The vernacular language will be the ...... of each family These embarrassing things are known only to the old chief, so the people inside know that he is not an impostor." La Niña explained a little embarrassed, "I don't know, this dwarven family is also ...... It's messy enough."

Can it be more chaotic than between you nobles? Ninia sneered.

"What's so scary about these things?"

"Hey, what an innocent little girl, it's too early for you to know something."

Ninia pursed her lips in dissatisfaction, although the soul of a woman's gossip made her want to inquire about those fun secrets, but as the main general, she couldn't ruin her image for such a trivial matter.

No wonder the lord always told her to learn a foreign language well, and at least three minor languages should be elected.

The problem is that he forced himself to learn too many foreign languages, and according to the lesson plan, the dwarf language was ranked after three years.

"Hmm...... That's all?"

"There are all kinds of sensational demon threats, in fact, the dwarf news here is too closed, and the leader's description is too conservative, you know, the lord's methods are much more powerful......

Ninia shuddered involuntarily.

"I believe that."

After Di Mara's persuasion, the people inside finally decided that the old leader was genuine and had escaped.

Now, the evildoer Iwasu is at the end of his rope and is about to be wiped out by the territorial army, and the craftsmen should not be buried with the wicked.

The rest is all good news.

Vincent von Steyakard, Lord of the Primorsky Realm, is a demon prince known for his kindness and tolerance, and can conditionally forgive dwarves who are forced to work for bandits, but have no blood debt on their hands.

The lord promised to atone for the sinless craftsman, and as long as he could keep the various workshops in the town and swear allegiance to the lord, the craftsmen and their families would be safe.

Skeletons, monsters, and militiamen stand on the perimeter of the workshop, explaining how merciful the lord is with the attitude that they can kill at any moment.

At this time, if anyone still thinks about how to choose which side to take, it is absolutely stupid, dwarves are stubborn, but not stupid.

The dwarves who laid down their weapons and tools and abandoned their plans to destroy the workshop surrendered one after another, expressing their allegiance to the lord, and a large number of skeletons quickly entered the workshop area to protect the important possessions of these territories.

It also contains a large number of skeleton soldiers who were corpses just now, and were transformed into skeleton soldiers by necromancers working overtime at night.

Out of the door, a gust of cold rain fell on the dwarves' messy hair and beard, which calmed them down a lot after they were still hysterical and stubborn just now, and a feeling of being in a different world arose.

Stealing a large number of short skeletons with tattered clothes and heavy weapons such as hammers and axes, the dwarven craftsmen were glad that they had chosen to surrender rather than resist to the end, and did not end up in the same miserable fate as their fellow bandits.

The old chieftain Demara was relieved to see that his prestige remained, and that Dardin's descendants had not abandoned their duties because of brief coercion and demagoguery.

When the old fellows asked him about his son's whereabouts, Hammerhammer shook his head sadly and sighed.

"My poor child, little Kalul, was coerced by demon-possessed wicked men to create my ...... The golem that hasn't been built for hundreds of years is my ...... Misused his protection, it was me...... I hurt him, hey, what a sin......

In fact, the dwarves also want to know why the secret of the golem fell

In the hands of Iwasu, after all, Iwasu is not even the leader, and it shouldn't be this kind of top secret in the clan at all.

Although Demara is careless, he has an extremely tough temperament, he is a dwarf among dwarves, and he has a bad relationship with his younger brother, so it is impossible for him to divulge secrets to Iwasu himself.

It turned out that the problem was with the son of the chief.

"What's the support for this child?" When La Nina heard the word protection, she immediately became interested, "You believe in the god of craftsmanship, is it the protection of the god of craftsmanship?"

Since becoming a lord, Vincent has been looking for fellow craftsmen who are also apostles of the craftsman gods, but due to the decay of the previous gods, a large number of inactive people have been recycled, resulting in the extremely rare selection of truly living craftsmen gods.

If they can find it, Silver Dragon Fort will definitely be their best home.

"Magician, that's not the case...... Kalul has not been approved by the God of Craftsman, and no one in my clan has been approved by the God of Craftsman for a long, long time......," Dimara lamented, "Kalul has been blessed by the God of Souls, and has a memory that he will never forget, so he ...... So ......."

What? It's actually the god of souls, Gestes?

La Niña furrowed her beautiful brow, the blessing of the god of souls...... It can't be said that talking is better than nothing, but it's also useless for the time being.

Even the High Court of Magic lacks understanding of this mysterious deity, as does Lord Vincent.

The nervous cat lady Dremy who came last time was an apostle of the god of souls, but even though the lord had the ability to see and protect, he also didn't know what the cat lady was capable of.

The apostles of the god of souls don't seem to be of much help to war at the moment.

"So what's wrong?" La Nina was a little impatient, "Please tell me quickly, our main generals have been gone for a long time, and I don't have time to delay."

The old leader gasped for breath, gathered some strength, and began to talk to La Niña again.

"I'm keeping it a secret, and I'm ...... Selfishness, it was decided to make the secret drawings and methods of the Golem...... and pass them on to him, so that when I am old, I may make him a leader in his right name...... Actually, in fact, the child was very naïve and wanted to be a craftsman, not a leader...... It was my lust that hurt him......

It's absolutely human nature to want his son to be the leader, but Iwasu will definitely not agree.

Isn't it fragrant to succeed a brother at the end of his brother?

Of course, the secret of the golem was handed over to the son, and it was indeed handed over to this kind of ambition Jia Qiang.

Now it seems that handing it over to the demons is better than handing it over to Iwasu, although the dwarves have no choice.

The demon fetus in his chest was beating more and more violently, as if something was about to come out, and Dimara knew that he was cursed and doomed to death, and in despair, he could only give his last hope to the demons.

If fate is not destined to keep the password, at least the traitors who use the dwarven arcana to cause rebellion will have to pay the price.

I can't punish Iwasu myself, but the demons must have a way.