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The priest almost fainted again, and exclaimed, "Nonsense, of course, to continue digging the strongest tunnels, and to take measures to ventilate and prevent moisture. And then store enough dry food! Don't you know that this is how we dwarves have survived all kinds of disasters for thousands of years? You see, the giant civilization has been ruined, the elven civilization has been ruined, and we dwarves have been civilized and have survived forever. If this big event can happen, maybe we can kill all the races on the ground at once! Of course, it would be best if we can kill the Drow clan as well! Then it will be our dwarf clan to rule the whole world, hahahaha" He laughed to himself for a long time before he stopped his mouth and said sternly to the king: "Although a big event may or may not happen, but if you are not afraid of ten thousand, you are afraid of what if." If it happens, and we are not prepared, then a catastrophe will come! So, let you indulge in this year's Flower and Wine Festival one more time, and we will not be allowed to do it again next year! Our country is too small, and we must make enough efforts to prepare to survive the big event, otherwise we will be swallowed up by other dwarven powers. Prosperity or decay depends on who can survive this event to the end. ”

The king nodded heavily, and said to the priest uncle, "Then I will go and reject the little human baron." By the way, he also sent people to reject the rest of the human nobles. He took out a bottle of wine from behind him and handed it over to his old man: "This is the tribute brought by the little baron, it tastes good, you can taste it." The priest laughed and said, "You kid is really dead! Clearly he said that he would divide it equally among all the nobles, but secretly he secretly hid a few bottles himself. It's quite fast, and it's worthy of being a believer in the god Vegadine. However, be careful that if they know about it, it will affect your prestige!" After speaking, he took the wine bottle very unceremoniously, took a few big sips, and then licked his lips greedily and sighed: "What a delicious wine, if all the human race dies." Who's going to make such a fine wine to pay us tribute?"

The king snickered and said, "Then ask the mighty and merciful god Moradin to leave a few bars for me." ”

The two stout, bearded dwarves looked at each other and laughed.

The next day, Giselle rode his horse and slowly approached his castle. There was no life in his pupils, as if his soul had been drained, and he just stared blankly at the distorted outline of the castle - ahh O castle where I have lived for decades, am I going to flee this time like the refugees who have been expelled from the land, with my pitiful belongings?

Shame! How has our family ever had such a disgrace since establishing itself in this place?! For more than forty years, no matter what happened to the thrilling events, we were able to get the help of Giffen City and be invincible. And now. Why the hell is happening in Giffen?!

The surrounding nobles must have put me aside now and gathered together to discuss the matter of jointly defending against the sub-giants, right? Hmph, these guys always say that our family has seized this land with the power of Giffen City, and now they have finally been given a chance to take revenge. They must be laughing at me.

Hmph, then let the sub-giants come!

He suddenly roared angrily, "Come on, come on, come on, all the sub-giants come! Just shine all the things within a radius of hundreds of miles! You want me to finish? Phew, no one wants to live!" His hideous appearance and violent tone suddenly startled the attendants. Everyone didn't dare to follow, and walked into the city depressed.

There was still a narrow gravel road in front of them, old wood-and-stone houses on both sides, and the same old faces on the road, nothing had changed except for a little more horror on everyone's faces. Giselle's despair slowly turned into another thought: If I am unfortunate enough to be caught by a sub-giant. Do you want to simply surrender to them. What about leading them to loot those bastards? I don't have a good life, why should they live a good life? Besides, I'm not the only one who surrendered to the sub-giants! But if I do that, I won't want to take back the territory for the rest of my life. What to do? Well, how many more people are there?

Giselle came to the next level. It's hard to see strangers in a small, remote place like theirs. And the first few are a team of Arcane Soldiers! That's right, Arcane Soldiers. Could it be that where did you escape from the limelight when there was turmoil in Giffen City?

His mind is spinning fast, and the Arcane Elite is also very strong in combat, and can even replace the role of ordinary mages when using mage equipment, and there are still some magic tools in his castle!

Sitting by the window, Rafina looked back at the statue of the god Sso in his hand in the bright sunlight, the small real silver statue reflected the shimmering silver light, gently "shaking" like flowing water, like the scales in the sea. Rafina was reminded of the first time he saw the sea—the milky white clouds of the vast sea, which swirled and changed with the vigorous sea breeze. In that place where the sea and the sky are communicative, and the clouds are overflowing. It is full of strange islands and countless dazzling and colorful customs. Like the source of dreams, it deeply attracted Rafina's heart.

This feeling of childhood rushed back to my heart again. She couldn't help but pray to the statuette of the god Sso, "O god of profound erudition and wisdom, if you are indeed the patron god of the explorers, can you give me a chance to sail away from my hopeless life?"

Naturally, the figurine did not react at all. The glittering silver light still flowed, responding to Ravena's extravagant hopes with silence. She smiled self-deprecatingly and put away the statue. Then I heard the noise in the atom: "The master is back, the master is back!

Rafina was taken aback! Could it be that the dwarf had agreed to his request? She walked slowly downstairs, and as soon as she pushed the door open, she saw her husband, Baron Giselle, standing in the doorway, dusty but excited. Quickly introduce her to the man behind her: "Look, I've brought back the rescuers - a team of battle-hardened arcane soldiers! they can help us defend ourselves against those sub-giants! Let me introduce you, he is the leader of these arcane soldiers, Mr. Mackenzie." ”

A familiar figure suddenly appeared in front of Raphna, the familiar square face, the familiar beard, and the familiar brown eyes, which made her almost exclaim: "Mackenzie?!"

In an instant, her body shook slightly, and the roots of her ears quickly turned red. And the man on the other side was also stunned, and then "restored to normal", as if nothing had happened. He just politely saluted Ravenna, "Hello." Beautiful baroness. May your beauty be as eternal as an evergreen. ”

Rafina looked gloomy for a moment, then quickly returned to his senses and softly returned the salute. A qiē seems to be very calm.

Then Ravena saw that the small group of a dozen people had been arranged to live in the castle, and that two women were among them. One is the same as himself. is also a third-order mage, and the other is actually a half-drow martial artist. In addition, there is a blue-robed priest with a face of about thirty and an unusually calm demeanor.

Seeing her husband's unusually enthusiastic appearance, she was secretly suspicious, and it was not until the two of them returned to the large and simple room together that she whispered and asked, "What are you doing?" Don't you know that the Arcane Federation wants to wipe out all the Arcane Spears compensated by Giffen City? We're going to be the harborers! We're going to be killed by the Arcane Federation!"

Giselle whispered impatiently, "What are you calling nonsense?!If those sub-giants invade the city, we will die sooner! As for the Austrian Federation, I am free to deal with it!"

Rafina suddenly sneered: "Deal with it, let's blow the news! First use the Zhexi people to defeat the sub-giant tribe, and then betray them to the Arcane Alliance." Hmph, it's a good plan!"

Giselle grabbed her by the collar in a rage, and shouted, "Shut up! If they hear, I'll kill you first!"

Rafina's eyes were full of coldness: "You try it, I won't let you do whatever you want like before!" he said sternly waiting for him, and even prepared to launch the arcane. She's a full-fledged mage after all. It's really not an ordinary person who can afford to mess with it.

Giselle glared at her with fiery eyes. After letting go of her unwillingly, he turned around and prepared to go out, but before opening the door, he turned around and said, "Anyway, we can't let them know about this, otherwise you and I will wait to live in the wilderness!" Beckoning the Arcane Warriors to go.

There was no large living room in the small castle to accommodate these people, so a sumptuous welcome "dinner" was placed in the open space outside the castle. Several heavy tables are spliced together to form a large rectangular table, on which the delicious fatty fish is steaming with a slight aroma, the tender rape exudes an attractive taste, the various washed crystal clear fresh berries are tender and attractive, last year's sausage is fast and meaty, and the special cured meat causes the men to drool. I'm tired of eating the rough weeds and animal meat, and it's time to change the taste.

Giselle was pleased with their greedy expressions, and his plan was about to succeed again. So let's not be polite and enjoy it. But with a keen eye, he suddenly noticed that these arcane spears were all sneaking a glance at one person—the priest of the air elemental god in dark blue robes, and even their leader, McKenzie. It seems that they would not have used their knives and forks without this priest's order.

In a strange silence. The "Priest Elilu" was the first to use his knife and fork. After tasting a few dishes very casually, he said casually: "It tastes good." "Just finished speaking. The surrounding group of people immediately moved their knives and forks, scrambling to divide the vegetables, cut the meat, and scoop the soup with a big spoon. Suddenly, the voices of people, eating and drinking sounded, mixed with bursts of aroma, and the atmosphere was instantly extremely warm.

Giselle raised his glass again and greeted the crowd.

Once again, everyone stole a glance at the priest, waiting for his orders.

The priest took a sip of the wine and said again, "It tastes good." As soon as the words fell, the surrounding arcane spearheads raised their glasses with a smile and Baron Giselle returned the salute.

Halfway through dinner, Giselle tentatively asked McKennes, who was beside him, where they came from and what they planned for the future. McKennes smirked and stole at the pastor again. But I heard the priest in the knee-length dark blue robe say leisurely: "We are sent here by the Arcane Federation to investigate the movements of the sub-giants. And McKenzi, who was beside him, also nodded hurriedly and said, "Yes, we just got here and learned the news of the invasion of the sub-giants, and these bastards are too bold." Do you think you can mess around when something goes wrong in Giffen? Hmph! And we're here in the Arcane Federation, and we won't let these guys come and go whenever they want!"

Giselle was amazed and delighted, and was amazed that these fellows were so bold in pretending to be their mortal enemies! It's hard for me to ask for help. This has done me a great favor. Hahaha

He secretly opened his mouth and made a request: "That's great! Do you know that those dozens of sub-giants are moving towards our castle, and they will be in the city in two or three days." A small town like ours is not immune to their frantic charges. Thankfully, you're a team of arcane warriors to help. It's just enough to help us resist the monstrous sub-giants of sin!

McKensi's stunned! Who the would have thought that a casual sentence would be entangled by someone?! But you can't refuse immediately, so as not to arouse suspicion. At the moment of dilemma, "Pastor Elilu" was eating meat and drinking soup again, and at the same time threw a faint sentence: "Okay." Then help you. However, our original mission was only to scout, and we didn't have enough spell equipment. I don't know if you have it here? If not, we won't be able to help. ”

Mackensi's heart was secretly happy and was about to nod his head in agreement, but he heard very bad news from the baron: "Spell equipment? "Mackensia was in a hurry. If you continue to talk about this, you really have to help him. Immediately interjected: "But the sub-giants are very powerful! Low-grade magic tools don't work, you have to be above the fourth order! Do you have them?" Fourth-order mage tools are very expensive, and ordinary small nobles can't buy a few.

And the baron just hesitated for a moment, and continued to nod: "There are some." It's not a lot, but I guess it's enough to deal with a few dozen sub-giants. ”

McKenzie's face was full of anxiety, and he couldn't let this guy get stuck anymore, and immediately interrupted: "War is not child's play. How can you rely on estimates? If you don't have enough equipment. We refuse to join the fight! because that's not my mission. ”

This time the baron was in a hurry, and he said, "I can give you a reward, as long as you do." Pastor Elilu, who was eating and drinking nearby, interjected again: "Let's wait until we see how many spell tools you have." If we have enough, we can help you, but the honorarium is also indispensable. ”

The ecstatic baron looked back at Mackensi, who only nodded, and did not say anything in disagreement. This scene suddenly made the perceptive baron wonder: Could this priest be the real leader of the team? Mackensi's was really just a deputy in charge of everyday things? He thought about the situation when he had just eaten and drunk, and the more he thought about it, the more suspicious he became, and even his attitude towards "Priest Elilu" became much more respectful.

Early the next morning, the baron graciously asked "Priest Elilu" and two mages, a man and a woman, to inspect the spell equipment. Originally, McKenzie was also invited. But he was very resistant in his heart. I didn't participate. Instead, he walked on the light mist that had not yet dissipated in the early morning, and came to a pond next to the small castle in a daze.

There seemed to be a faint layer of water vapor, as if an indescribable sadness swirled around the boundless earth. The melodious chirping of birds in the shadows of the surrounding trees soothes the heavy atmosphere a little, and sets off a burst of calm. How similar this is to what happened to me when I was a child when I went out to herd sheep. At that time, I saw the farmers slowly walking towards their fields every morning and starting another boring life. However, it is also a kind of enjoyment, at least there is no need to worry about the next day's life every day, at least there is a piece of land to rely on. If there was no oppression, and he had a field of his own, maybe he would have ended this hopeless mercenary life? Is it possible that there is no oppression?

He looked at the calm and soothing water, and slowly smiled bitterly: not only oppression, but also expulsion. Every year, a large number of young people are expelled from the territory, because there are too many people and too little land, and the lords do not need them! If you're unlucky, you'll have to go outside and run out on your own, and that's how you were kicked out in the first place.

He looked at the insects that landed on the surface of the water, which seemed to be slowly drinking and as if they were picking up particles that were not visible to the naked eye. How serious they are that they can't see the underwater swimming. Or do they simply not have enough eyesight to see the impending danger?, perhaps, just like themselves, floating nowhere on the boundless sea of fate, and suddenly encountering an irresistible disaster.

The "wave" sounded softly, and the fish swallowed the insects on the surface of the water with a random bite, and then swam leisurely as if nothing had happened. Hehe, there's a life gone. It's like his past companions are dying one after another, but they don't have any impact on this vast world. Just like this pond, it is still quiet, and the tranquility is like a pool of stagnant water!

He exhaled the dull and uncomfortable feeling in his chest with a long sigh, and suddenly felt a little better. Then he began to sneer at the fish viciously: "Be happy, hmph, you won't live for a few days! When you get fat, the natural people will fish you up, cook you, and eat them! Just like those high-ranking mages and big businessmen who exploited those middle and low-ranking nobles, and stripped you of everything! Hmph, swim, if you don't swim, there will be no time. The fluctuating fate is so cruel for those of us who are not at the top.

He sneered at the fish and stood up, looking up to find Rafina standing on the other side of the pond. Quietly looked at him.

The two looked at each other slowly and were silent for a long time.

Finally, Mackensia shrugged his shoulders like a gentleman and walked over. The leather armor on his body and the shoulder straps and belts full of pockets rubbed against each other to make a heavy whirring sound, showing a faint sense of majesty in the quiet morning soft scene.

It's a pity that there wasn't any in those pockets, except for some weird-smelling spell materials that were mixing with a foul smell

Rafina smiled suddenly, she used to smell like this. So she spoke first: Have you been doing well in the past two years? Have you made a fortune?

McKennes smiled a little helplessly: "It's okay, I'm not dead." As for the money that came to hand, there was very little in the pocket, and almost all of it had already gone to the hands of those high-ranking mages and big merchants. What about you? What about the priest?" he didn't want to mention the name of his former rival.

Rafina also smiled helplessly: "It's dead." Eaten as a snack by the Fishman. When we found him, he was left with his legs hanging from a tree as dried meat for half a day. ”

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