He found the dwarf, hid beside a tall pine tree, and dug a small hole just big enough for him to fit under the roots. Because of hunger, cold, and a worsening wound in his abdomen, the dwarf in front of him was dying. But he still clutched the stone in his hand, ready to give Siegel a blow on his head as he approached.

Siegel crouched down and said to him in pure dwarven language, "Let me see your wounds. ”

The dwarf's eyes showed a look of surprise, and he looked at the goblin in front of him, trying to discern the truth of the language in his golden eyes. Siegel stared at him quietly, quietly waiting for him to make a decision.

The dwarf leaned back, tried to straighten up, and then said in the dwarven language, "I won't let go of the stone in my hand, come and see!"

Goblin Taka nodded, crawling over and lifting the dwarf's cotton coat. The dwarf was hit by a musket, leaving an infected wound in his abdomen, beyond the scope of the healing potion, and could only be done by finding the dwarven priest to cast the spell himself. However, taking him back could cause a ripple effect.

"I have the power to take you back to the top of Mora, or I can find a dwarven priest to cast spells for you and heal your wounds. "But that would reveal that I have a crystal wall channel, and at this stage I want to keep it as secret as possible." I can also get a non-dwarven priest to treat you, although the effect is less, but there is a good chance of healing. But you need to assure me that you can never pray to the god of the dwarves. As soon as you pray, the dwarven gods will immediately know that I have a crystal portal, which is still contrary to my original intention. ”

"Tell me, man disguised as a goblin. The dwarf said, "You are an enemy or a friend of the dwarves." ”

"Friends. Comrade in arms. Not an enemy. Siegel said, "Can you swear to me?"

The dwarf let go of his hand, letting the blood in his palm roll the stone to the ground. He shook his head, "I can't do it, I can't get rid of my gods, and I can't deceive you." My children and brothers have all died in this world, and I am the only one left to survive. I live for only two purposes, to avenge my loved ones, and to return to the god of dwarfs. ”

"What if you had one of the two?" Siegel asked.

The dwarf let out a series of chuckles. Then he said, "Any dwarf will tell you that only by letting go of hatred can you find peace, find peace of mind. My son and brother were with the Dwarven Sage when they died, and they had already returned. If I can reunite with them, what hatred is there that I can't let go?You don't have to heal me, as long as you can take me back and let me die in the world where the dwarven gods exist, and I will be forever grateful to you. ”

"That would still reveal the secret of my possession of the Crystal Wall Passage. Siegel said.

"That'...... Kill me. The dwarf suddenly said, "I don't have much strength, and sooner or later the goblins will find me." Here I prayed to the god of the dwarves, but there was no answer. So I know that my soul has nowhere to go, no liberation. They...... Their machines have strange powers that may torture my soul. Thus discovering secrets. You kill me, then burn me, turn me into ashes, and their machines won't be able to catch me. ”

"Are you really determined to die?" Siegel pulled out the knife and clenched it tightly in his hand.

The dwarf nodded, then closed his eyes. He muttered to himself and prayed his deathbed.

Siegel plunged the dagger into the dwarf's chest, lightly touching the heart. The dwarf's facial muscles twitched, but he didn't resist.

The dagger was drawn out, and there was not the slightest trace of blood on it. The dwarf opened his eyes and looked at Siegel strangely, asking with his gaze why he was still alive. He saw the goblin put the dagger aside, then pulled it out of his pocket and pulled out a thumb-sized diamond.

"Remember, you owe me five thousand gold coins. Siegel placed the diamond on the dwarf's forehead, and he chanted the incantation "Eternal Stillness", isolating the dwarf's entire body from reality and causing him to freeze his death. His wounds won't heal, they won't worsen, nothing outside can hurt him. It doesn't smell and is shielded from detection. Siegel then uses teleportation to throw him into the Ice Crystal Cavern, where he can pick him up on the way back.

When the information of the crystal wall passage is known to the dwarf, when can he be freed from eternal stagnation. If you go to treat him at that time, it won't be a problem.

Mages have a variety of ways to solve problems, but goblins' belligerence and chaos can be a big headache. Siegel knew that they were strong and greedy for wealth, and possibly for power, but the goblins didn't seem to respect promises and didn't value credit.

Siegel has tried to act harmless, and has tried to maintain some kind of stable relationship by showing force, but these have failed. He set out on the return journey alone, and by this time the weapon on his body had been replaced by the most advanced "fifteen-round automatic rifle", with a "grenade" in his pocket, and a bulletproof steel helmet on his head.

He saw two cars parked on the road from a distance, and two bodyguards were sitting on the roofs of the cars, guarding the surroundings. Then a car lowered its window, and the fat goblin said a few words. One of the bodyguards raised his gun, and then there was a flash of light, white smoke rose, and Siegel was shot in the chest, and he fell to the sky.

The bodyguards cleaned up the camp, and then the two cars drove away.

Didn't they care about the pursuit? Just because they came back alone, with no living dwarves with them, they shot and killed? What life meant to goblins, Siegel couldn't figure out.

He lay in the snow, staring blankly at the clear blue sky. The sun came out from behind the white clouds and shone directly on Siegel's face, but he didn't feel a trace of warmth. What the hell can be done to strike some kind of balance with these goblins? Even the orcs of the northern part of the walled mountains are not so difficult to get along with. At least in the orc city of Makabuda, the human captain can still do the business of smuggling and the black market normally, and the two sides will respect the contract and the contract, and will not betray each other until the contract is executed.

At least they know how to measure the strength of their opponents, they know to obey the strong, they know to be afraid of the unknown. If it's an orc. They would first ask Siegel about the process of the hunt. Get something useful to yourself from it. Then I wonder, "Is this person still useful to me?" What will you get by killing him, what kind of risks will you take. ”

The goblin fired from afar, right in the chest. After Siegel fell, he was in a state of utter tears and laughter -- he didn't even bother to collect the body! He lay in the snow for half an hour, then sat up and chased down the road.

It was getting dark, and according to the habit of fat goblins in the past, they had to stop and rest and sleep after dark. According to their speed. You should be able to reach a small village with a hotel before late at night. Siegel couldn't make up his mind whether he wanted to catch up with them in that place.

The car can't go much faster on a snowy road, at least certainly not as fast as an archmage who flies with spells. When the fat goblin stepped out of the car and entered the inn, Siegel was already watching from afar. When the lights in his room came on and out, and most of the town fell asleep, Siegel vaporized himself and flew in through the crack in the door like a ghost.

First surround the room with a sound-blocking barrier, and then Siegel puts his hand on the fat goblin's head. He hesitated for a moment, thinking that he should still understand the goblin's thoughts, and then consider whether to absorb his knowledge and memories.

So the archmage changed the spell and replaced Knox's psychic spell with a telepathic link. It would be nice if there was a pastor here. There is a spell in the divine power called the Realm of Honesty that allows goblins to tell only the truth.

"Wake up. Don't sleep. Taka stabbed the fat goblin in the head with a spear, waking him up. Just before the cry was about to burst out of his fat throat, the cold barrel of the gun shoved into his mouth, pressing hard against his teeth. "There's a business I want to talk to you about. ”

Hopefully, this type of communication will create a stable and sustainable relationship.

"Tarka you're not dead!" the fat goblin lowered his voice, and everything in front of him subverted his perception. He saw with his own eyes that Taka was hit ****, and he also saw the blood spraying in front of and behind him, and even saw the broken and splattered bones and internal organs, how could he survive in this situation. Even if he survived, how did he catch up?

"I'm here to get my money back, twenty-five thousand dollars. I didn't find Zof, but that's not my responsibility. Your men attacked me halfway through, causing the mission to fail. Tell me, did you let them do it?"

"They'll only kill you when you find Zof. The fat goblin replied truthfully.

"Then your subordinates are stupid, I pointed at it casually, and they thought they had found Zhuofu, and they hurriedly showed their murderous intentions. Isn't it stupid that they can't even judge the situation, and don't move to occupy the vantage point?Aren't you stupid yourself when you give the task to those fools?" Siegel kept exerting the power of fear, perhaps this was the way goblins were familiar with communication.

"Where did you put your money?" Siegel asked.

The goblin didn't say, but his mind gave the answer. Siegel reached under his pillow and pulled out his wallet, which contained a number of colorful cards and a whole stack of high-denomination bills.

"It's twenty-five thousand dollars that belong to me, and you have about thirty thousand left in your wallet. Siegel smiled and threw the wallet to the other party: "You see, I could have taken it all, but I only took my part. Any idea why?"

The fat goblin shook his head, but his heart was full of contempt.

"As long as I keep what I promised, the star god will bless me from death and harm. Your men shot me, but that won't kill me. The star god repaired my body and brought me here to get back what was mine. ”

"The Star God is great!" sighed the fat goblin. It's a pity that he didn't believe what he said in his heart.

"I'll take what belongs to me, and then I'll get out of here. As long as you don't make a noise and don't chase, then no one will know that I've been here. You take your car, I'll walk my jungle, we have nothing to do with each other, we don't have to meet again. Siegel pointed a gun at the fat goblin's head and said, word by word, "If you break this agreement, then the star god will bless me from danger." Then I'll get you in trouble. I will track you, hurt you, slowly dismember you, and put you through three days and three nights of agony, when you will beg me to kill you. Everyone has begged me, you are not the first, and you will not be the last. So, do you agree with my proposal?"

"Okay!"

"Will you comply?"

"Of course, of course, in the name of the Star God!"

"Swear by your life!" Siegel made a final effort.

"Swear by your life! You go quietly, I will never chase after you and take revenge!"

The fat goblin didn't think that way in his heart, and he didn't have the slightest idea of respecting the oath. He had two seconds of joy when Siegel said he would let him live, then ruled down the possibility of hiring Taka again, and then all thought about revenge. He didn't think about whether this retaliation was justified or not, and what the relationship between benefits and costs was. He didn't think Taka would give him any more benefits, so all he could think about was revenge, which was as simple and straightforward as it was.

As long as the other person in the oath does not benefit him, then the oath will inevitably be broken, and Siegel only receives such information. Are goblins too stupid to understand what a threat is, are they overly arrogant, or are they too self-destructive?

I hope that there is a mistake in the spell, after all, the other party is a goblin, and it is a goblin in another world, and it is normal for the psychic link to deviate. Siegel opened the window with the last shred of hope and made the illusion of leaving the room. In fact, he has become invisible and continues to observe the actions of the fat goblin.

A loud yelling dashes Siegel's hopes, and the fat goblin chooses to ignore the threat and the promise. "Someone, come on, Taka is nearby, find out, kill him, kill him!"

Of course, this voice will not be heard by anyone outside, and the silence circle will eliminate this threat. Siegel slowly emerged, standing in front of the fat goblin with a rifle in hand.

The fat goblin burst out with incredible bravery and pounced on Siegel with teeth and claws. The wooden butt hit him in the jaw, knocking out six teeth and knocking the heavy goblin's counterattack to the ground.

"I don't understand why you made that choice. Siegel said, "I said the star gods would bless me, do you believe it now?"

From the fat goblin's thinking, there was still no answer that Siegel wanted.

How could they live in peace if they couldn't even go their separate ways?Siegel had to give up the idea of convincing the fat goblin and cast spells of charm and suggestion on him.

"Now tell me everything about you. Siegel controlled him with a spell. "Then take me to the biggest cities and give me a glimpse of the world. (To be continued.) )