Eli stepped out from behind Clarence, and the tips of Parry's arrows moved with his movements, always pointing at Eli's face.

Eli had a cold face, he was very hot now, and he had even entered the eerie calm stage: "You say that I am a vile, greedy dirty human, so have you eaten the corn and other finished food that my dirty human brought - when you can only hunt monsters or find berries in the valley." ”

He let out a soft "ah" as if he suddenly remembered something.

"I remember that the combat power of the dwarves is not very high, so the fact that you can be stationed in the Dragonspine Valley full of high-level demonic beasts unharmed has something to do with my dragon scaring the high-level demonic beasts deeper into the depths, right?"

"If I don't say it, you just assume it doesn't exist, do you?"

Not only Parry, but many of the dwarves turned ugly.

Eli walked over and picked up the arrow that had been knocked down by Clarence, the metal arrow at the tip of the arrow reflecting a beautiful metallic sheen as he flipped it.

"We wouldn't starve to death without your ubiquitous seeds," Parry cried out in its high-pitched voice, and the great dwarves could take root in a dangerous place without your dragons. You-"

His voice was hidden in the green vines that were speeding towards the watchtower, the cold tips of arrows pressed against his neck, and Eli whispered in his ear, "Did you know that two sheep-horned deer could kill me?" ”

"If you can't figure it out, do you want to go to the snow and sober up?"

Eli thinks Parry is quite inexplicable, if you want to say that you don't want humans to come and observe and learn the dwarves' exclusive forging techniques, the patriarch should have raised objections when he discussed with everyone, instead of running to say something "end him" now.

Look, how embarrassing it is for everyone.

No one expected that the human cub who was still outside the wall would appear behind Parry in an instant, and even kicked Parry off the watchtower.

The watchtower is not very high, and the fall from here only stirs up a little flying snow and ice dust. Eli leaned on the railing and looked down from above, and asked with crooked eyebrows, "Are you awake?" Half-breed dwarf Parry. ”

Parry screamed and struggled out of the snow, and he went crazy trying to rush up the watchtower again, but was held back by Uncle Frank.

"Frank! You traitor! Traitors who betrayed the Horde! ”

Parry's voice was so damaging to his eardrums that Eli wanted to raise his hand to rub his temple, but his right arm was sluggish and felt indescribable soreness. The vine that had just achieved long-distance "flying" also wilted, loosened the section that was wrapped around the pillar of the watchtower, and slowly turned back into a small bracelet in the sleeve.

Sure enough, people can become very irrational in a state of anger, Eli rubbed his sore elbow and thought that he had forgotten that he was a magician, and that he could have drenched Parry from head to toe with a water balloon.

"What are you guys doing here?!" A majestic voice full of anger came from the mouth of the cave, a middle-aged dwarf with eyes as large as it was terrifying, and as soon as he appeared, a crowd of dwarves surrounded him.

He is the leader of this tribe of dwarves, and the dwarves call him the chief. The patriarch frowned as he listened to their babbling, his gaze swirling back and forth over the dwarves in the snow with their heads hanging to minimize their presence and Eli on the watchtower.

"Good morning, Patriarch." Eli raised his voice, tilting his head and making a distressed expression, "If you really don't want to reveal a little bit about your clan's casting process, can you change your camp?" ”

Many of the dwarves snapped their gaze at the unspeakable human cub.

"After all, you moved here because I told you that there might be iron ore here, and the corn is forgotten, and the ore must be returned to me, right?"

Originally, there was no iron ore in the Dragon's Back Valley, but Eli used the small iron ore item card he drew three years ago, and exchanged this news and corn for "admission opportunities".

Eli blinked, and said sincerely, "I might need that." ”

Iron is the most basic and widely used metal in casting, and as long as the dwarves want to continue their casting work in the Dragonspine Valley, they must not lose this iron mine. As for the dwarves tearing their faces to solve the possibility of Eli and Clarence seizing the iron ore -

In full view of everyone, Eli smiled and stroked a handful of silver-white hair.

In addition to those magical cards, he also has a pretty good background.

Clarence never empathized with Dylan so deeply as he did today, and he rubbed Eli's arm joints for Eli, whose arm was hurt by the tremendous force of the vines, eager to open Eli's mind to see what was going on inside. At this time, Eli was still muttering and complaining: "Next time, don't let the vines pull me to fly, it's too fast." ”

Clarence: The swear words are already on the lips, and they are all swallowed with good cultivation.

Eli sensed that Clarence's mood was not right, and he tried to make eye contact with Clarence, who had always lowered his eyes, before simply crouching down and pulling Clarence's bent knees over his head. Startled by his movements, Clarence jerked back, the back of his head colliding with the rough rock wall with a loud sound.

The initiator felt no guilt, he blinked his eyes and asked curiously, "Are you angry?" ”

Clarence has a lot of angry points, he is angry that Eli is directly attacking Parry regardless of the danger, he is angry that Eli doesn't feel that he has done anything wrong now, he is angry at Eli's malice in the dwarven tribe, he is angry that he is weak and can't stab Parry in the heart with a sword, but he opens his mouth and finally just says, "I'll really sue when I go back, Eli." ”

Eli, who was ready to speak with a belly full of enlightening words, froze on the spot.

As soon as Uncle Frank entered, he saw two cubs sitting on the stone bench at opposite ends of the stone bench, looking at the sky and the earth, but not at each other.

He came over with two cups of hot corn juice with some amusement, and Eli took one and said, "Thank you." ”

Clarence, who admired the dwarf very much, didn't seem to see the other cup in Uncle Frank's hand, and he looked at Uncle Frank coldly, who was a little embarrassed, and his attitude changed no faster than Eli's face changed.

"Drink," said Uncle Frank, "I'll take you to the smelting mill later." ”

The dwarven smelting workshop was located inside the cave, and the huge eggshell-shaped burning furnace clearly stood at the end of the cave, but the scorching heat could already be felt at the mouth of the cave. Some of the dwarves hammered the wrought iron with hammers on the workbenches scattered along the walls of the cave, which was where the clanging sound they heard before, while others closer to the furnace threw the hammered iron into the furnace.

Clarence's eyes lit up, and at this moment he even felt himself tremble a little with excitement.

Eli set his sights on a nondescript wooden machine next to the furnace, which was connected to the middle of the furnace by a long tube, and a strong dwarf struggled to shake the wheel handle behind the wooden machine without stopping.

Uncle Frank said proudly, "Even without enchantment, the weapons made by the dwarves are still sharp, hard, and difficult to rust. In addition to our forging technology, the smelting process also plays a big role. ”

Eli, however, was not impressed by his pride, but pointed to the humble machine and asked, "Is that pouring air into the furnace?" ”

Uncle Frank was stunned, his silence giving Eli the best answer.

Eli sighed softly, he thought that it was this world of swords and sorcery that didn't light up the tech tree, and it turned out that it was only Francis who was lagging behind.

It's no wonder that the dwarven weapons were hard and sharp and difficult to rust, and the dwarves began to use acid bottom blowing converter steelmaking when Clarence was still struggling to study the alloy ratio.

It's really a bit of a dimensionality reduction blow.