Wellington and the rest of the guards went to their resting place, and Carl was taken away by Kevin to arrange accommodation.

Hank came to the council chamber alone, and when he got to the door, he simply straightened his clothes, pushed open the door and walked in.

This mansion is only inhabited by their family, and the so-called council hall is not large.

If the tribe has something important to discuss, there are larger council chambers elsewhere.

"Father."

Hank bowed slightly, and directly in front of him was a middle-aged dwarf with long red hair, none other than Nathan Graf, the patriarch of the Graf tribe.

Nathan had always been serious in front of his children.

"Sit."

There was a moment of silence.

"Hank, you don't agree with you Lina marrying Marko?" Nathan asked, in a loud voice.

Marco is the stupid son of the Three Elders.

"Yes, father, Marco's situation, I'm sure you also know something, he is not worthy of Linna at all." Hank replied respectfully.

"Hank, you may not know the current state of the tribe."

"Condition?" Hank didn't care much about the tribe before, so he didn't know what his father meant.

Nathan continued, "We, the Graf tribe, have always had two Saint-level powerhouses. ”

Hank nodded, he still knew that.

"One of them is the first line of the three elders, and the other is our lineage. This is also the reason why our line can firmly sit in the position of patriarch. ”

"But five years ago, the saint-level powerhouse of our lineage suddenly lost contact."

The lifespan of a saint-level powerhouse is infinite, and each retreat may be tens of thousands of years.

However, the patriarch of a tribe naturally has a special way to get in touch with a saint-level powerhouse.

However, since five years ago, Nathan has never been able to contact that saint-level powerhouse, and the saint-level powerhouse of the three elders has also searched for it together, and there is no news.

This is a big deal, and the saint-level powerhouse is the biggest reliance of their Graf tribe on the dwarf race.

"Fortunately, we still have a saint-level powerhouse in the vein of the three elders."

Hank instantly understood what his father meant, before they could get in touch with the saint-level powerhouses, they needed to stabilize the relationship with the three elders.

...

It was a long time before Hank left the house, a little depressed.

Linna's marriage to Marco is obviously not just Han Lei's attempt to win over the three elders, but also related to whether Nathan's position as patriarch is stable.

So, there was nothing Hank could do.

"Hank, my good brother, I heard that you have suffered a lot along the way, if it weren't for the busy business, I would have picked you up a long time ago, fortunately, now you are back safely."

There was already a person waiting outside the door, it was Hank's half-brother Han Lei, with short red hair and a kind face, who said to Hank with a concerned face.

As if what happened to Hank along the way had nothing to do with him.

"Thank you big brother for your concern." Hank sneered.

Nathan saw this scene inside the house, and didn't say anything.

In fact, his heart is more inclined to his eldest son Han Lei, because Han Lei is more ruthless.

The dwarves are aggressive, and without ruthless means, they simply cannot control such a large tribe.

And Hank, despite his dwarf appearance, is as kind as his human mother on the inside, and such a person cannot be a qualified leader.

Han Lei was also aware of Hank's assassination, and Nathan certainly knew about it.

The truth is so cruel, brotherhood has never been lacking in the history of the dwarves.

Moreover, Linna's marriage this time is indeed led by Han Lei, which undoubtedly increases Han Lei's status in Nathan's heart.

It can be said that in the matter of inheritance, Hank has no chance.

"What should I do?" Hank's mind is upset.

Before his mother died, he swore that he would take care of his sister.

But as a result, he couldn't even make the decision about his sister's marriage.

Before he knew it, Hank had already walked to the guest house, where Carl was currently the only one living alone.

"Seeing your father didn't go well?" Carl asked curiously as he looked at Hank's furrowed brow.

"Carl—" Hank looked up and saw Carl with a flash of inspiration.

If Carl is willing to marry his sister, won't the matter be settled?

Even the Crisgar ninth-level peak demonic beast was defeated by Carl, so it was inevitable that he would become a saint-level powerhouse.

Marrying the descendants of a saint-level powerhouse, or marrying a saint-level powerhouse, which one is more beneficial to one's own lineage, needless to say?

As for Carl's previous resistance, in Hank's opinion, as long as he can see his sister Lina, everything will be solved.

"Carl, I'll take you to meet someone!" With that, Hank turned around and left.

Carl behind him was puzzled, but he still followed.

The two of them turned around and came to a small courtyard with many flowers and plants blooming in front of the door.

"Linna, come out, I'm back!"

"Second brother?"

A voice like a yellow warbler sounded, and the courtyard door suddenly opened, and a girl who looked to be about sixteen or seventeen years old ran out.

The girl has curly brown hair, is about 1.7 meters tall, has a delicate figure, and her skin is as white as snow.

Most importantly, her angelic face was flawless, and she had a pair of large, blue eyes that could speak.

He was staring at Hank with a look of surprise in his eyes.

And Carl on the side, when Hank called out Linna's name, he wanted to turn around and run away.

Helplessly, Hank had already grabbed his arm.

In a short period of time, Carl had already begun to conceive of Linna's appearance in his mind. Strong? Black?

is even struggling with how to refuse so that the other party is not embarrassed.

All of this changed the moment Lina appeared.

In two lives, this is still the most beautiful girl Carl has ever seen, whether it is appearance or temperament, even more than the previous elf Irene.

"This is your sister Lina? Are you really brothers and sisters? ”

Carl asked suspiciously, his eyes constantly switching between Hank and Linna, the gap between the two was too big to believe.

"Haha, Carl, that's what I'm waiting for." Hank laughed, and Carl's reaction made him very satisfied.

It was only then that Hank told Carl about his mother.

Carl immediately understood that he still remembered a little bit of the knowledge of big A and small a, big B and small b.

Linna's appearance is indeed stunning, but Carl's biggest pursuit is to become stronger.

Watching the Hank siblings start to catch up, Carl walked away with a sense of humor.

"It seems that Hank's father also agreed with Linna to marry the son of the Third Elder's family."

"I don't know what happened in his family, he used to let her sister marry a fool."

Back in the house, combined with Hank's expression when he came back before, Carl understood Hank's plan.

obviously values his own strength, and wants to match himself and Linna.

However, Carl is not a person who is easily emotional, especially in this dragon world.

What he pursues is the path of the strong, and he wants to fight for it to become a holy realm, a god, and even a main godhead.

If you don't become a saint, you will have a limited lifespan after all.

He had already seen Linna just now, and he was just a fourth-level warrior, and he was pampered, and he had little hope of becoming a sanctuary.

And Karl himself will not have the ability to deal with Godhead like Beirut in the short term.