Chapter 11 is presented, the story of the silver fortress has come to an end for the time being, but too many sinkholes have been dug and cracks in the ground, and it will be slowly filled in the future, hehe's asking for tickets!

Rachel and Arissandra's exciting match in the Soul Slayer Arena became the hottest topic of conversation at the Thorsilver Fortress for the next two days, and countless dwarven warriors rushed to the Soul Slayer Arena in the hope of getting a glimpse of the arena that day, only to be told that the entire arena had been closed for overhaul and would not be open to any visitors for the time being.

Two days later, Alessandra, who had severed her arm and was seriously injured in the game, finally woke up, but she stayed at the station of the Thunderwolf Mercenary Group, did not step out of the gate for half a step, and was silent and depressed every day, and even Ashley's persuasion could not be helped. Not long after the news broke, Calemant invited Ashley and Arisandra to their mansion for dinner, and the two of them, knowing the good intentions of the patriarch of the Dao Dao, did not refuse, and agreed in one bite.

In the evening, when Ashley helped Arisandra knock on the door of Clement's mansion and walked into the reception room, the two were talking about some future plans, when they suddenly saw a familiar figure stand up from his seat and walk quickly towards him, and looked at Rachel, who had ravaged him two days ago.

Rachel stood in front of Arisandra with her hands on her chest, her Adam's apple rolling up and down, but she couldn't say anything, and she looked like she wanted to say something. The same is true for Arisandra, and Ashley noticed that his right fist was gradually clenched, and her whole body became stiff, so frightened that she hurriedly pulled his sleeve hard, signaling not to be angry. The two stood like this, and the awkward atmosphere made both parties not know how to speak, and the strange eyes made the distance between each other infinitely expanded.

After a while, Ashley finally felt that the atmosphere was too awkward, so she smiled at Cohen and whispered, "Thank you for that day!"

Cohen hurriedly stood up and said, "Actually, I didn't do anything, and I didn't have enough to worry about!"

"Cohen, if you hadn't watched Ashley pass out that day, the chaotic scene at that time would have been a little accidental. I'm going to regret it for the rest of my life!" said Arisandra with a gloomy expression. When he woke up, he learned that he had fought Rachel that day, and the powerful force caused the Soul Slaying Arena to collapse, although there were no serious casualties, but many innocents were still affected. Among them were two members of the Thunderwolf Mercenary Regiment, who were buried alive by the collapsed rubble. At that time, if it weren't for Cohen's use of vines to support the rest room under the stands, it is estimated that few people, including Ashley, would have survived. What would happen if Cohen wasn't there was a terrible thought of Arisandra at the thought of it.

"Hmph, I can't even protect my own woman, it's useless to regret it!" Rachel snorted coldly beside him, and said very unpleasantly.

"What are you talking about, you have the ability to say it again!" Arisandra glared at Rachel angrily.

"Tell me, listen clearly, if it weren't for Cohen at the time, Ashley would have died indirectly at your hands!Am I wrong? If you don't accept it, let's move here before eating?" Rachel finished speaking, his fists clenched, and he made a popping sound, and the tip of the needle stared at Arisandra's eyes like a wheat, and he did not back down.

Arisandra was speechless when she said this, and her anger rushed to her head, and when she heard Rachel's proposal to move her body, the aggressive nature in her bones was difficult to suppress, and she shook her big hand, broke free from Ashley's restraints, and shouted: "Whoever is afraid of whom, come!" After speaking, he strode towards the open space of the waiting room.

Just when Cohen and Ashley were eager to persuade each other, Clement's majestic and calm voice sounded at the door: "Stop it, you two are good, really good! I didn't like to tear down the Soul Slaying Arena a few days ago, but now I plan to live my hand addiction again and tear down my house to be comfortable, isn't it? Want to move your body? Okay, let me accompany you to activities!" After speaking, a black light flashed, and a dark giant sword appeared in his hand silently, with a wave of his backhand, the sword body was obliquely resisted on his shoulder, and he looked at the two without saying a word.

"Patriarch, we were wrong!" Rachel and Arisandra bowed their heads obediently, and after they had died down, they each found a chair and sat down, not daring to say anything more. Clement glanced around, sighed, and said, "Okay, it's not too early, come with me!" After speaking, he put away the giant sword and walked towards the inner courtyard with the four of them.

The inner courtyard is not large, and the arrangement is unique, countless sword blades and battle axes and shields are neatly stacked on the wall, and under each piece of equipment, a sky-blue crystal is inlaid on a metal plate, and a trace of breath visible to the naked eye is sealed in the crystal, slowly wriggling.

"What are these?" Cohen walked under one of the weapons, carefully looking at the introduction on the metal plate. Hearing this, Clement stopped and said with a gloomy expression: "In this inner court, there are a total of one hundred and twenty-seven pieces of equipment, and their owners have all made outstanding contributions to the dwarf clan. Before my life fades, I extract the soul of a warrior through a special ritual and seal it in this sigil crystal, no matter how difficult it is to come this way, as long as I see these and recall the dedication of this group of old companions to the dwarven clan, I have the confidence to solve all difficulties!!" Clement said in a slightly choked tone.

Hearing this, Cohen and his entourage were all in awe. Clement came back to his senses for a moment and said, "Okay, what I'm talking about today is happy things, and those sad things will be kept and sighed slowly later." After speaking, he waved his hand to everyone, and motioned everyone to step into the roof of the inner courtyard and sit down to enjoy delicious food and wine.

A sumptuous meal, accompanied by warm candlelight, and endless wine, when Clement personally poured a full glass of golden pine nut for the four of them, the long-lost smiles finally appeared on Rachel and Alessandra's faces.

After three rounds of wine and five flavors of food, with the effect of alcohol, when Rachel put his arm around Arisandra's shoulders and the two poured a whole large glass of golden pine nut wine, the atmosphere of the dinner finally achieved the effect that Clement expected.

After clearing his throat slightly, Clement coughed lightly, looked at the four people in front of him, and said, "This wine is almost drunk, and I have something to talk to you about." ”

The four of them put down their cutlery and wine glasses, looked at Clement, and knew that the truth was coming.

Clement gently held a silver table knife in his right hand, tapped the table slowly, and after a while, said, "A fierce battle between the two of you in the Soul Slaying Arena is now raging in the entire dwarf clan. The Terran Race advocates force, Rachel and Arisandra are naturally famous, but at present, your strength is far from supporting this aura, and you yourself know how much luck is involved. I want to know, what are your plans for the future?"

Hearing this, Alexandra glanced at Ashley, grabbed her left hand, and held it tightly. After a while, he said to Clement: "Patriarch, I have resigned from the position of deputy head of the Thunderwolf Mercenary Regiment, and after a short rest, I will go to the Noah Continent with Ashley. Fighting Rachel made me understand that I need more sharpening to improve my combat power. ”

Hearing that Ashley was leaving the dwarf clan with Alexandra, Rachel couldn't help but be stunned, looked up at Ashley sitting across the table, her heart was slightly sour, and she wanted to speak, but she couldn't say anything, so she could only pour a glass of golden pine nut wine and drink it with her head up. The glimmer of tears in the corners of his eyes flickered slightly, and then mixed into the wine foam flowing from the corners of his mouth, and disappeared without a trace.

But Clement took all of this in and didn't expose it, looked at Ashley, who had reddened cheeks, and continued: "Ashley, do you agree with Alexandra's decision?"

Ashley said in a voice as thin as a mosquito, "Yes, Patriarch!"

"When you leave, you don't know when you will come back. Can those people let go of those things? Ashley!" Clement accentuated his tone slightly. Ashley's delicate body shook slightly, and she understood what Clement meant, and inadvertently raised her head to look at Rachel, her heart was extremely struggling, but she nodded firmly and said, "Patriarch, I am Arisandra's wife, and I support him no matter what decision he makes." ”

The speaker has a heart, and the listener has an intention. Arisandra shook Ashley's left hand with relief, feeling the encouragement from those big hands, Ashley bit her silver teeth, picked up a glass of wine, stood up, and said to Rachel: "Rachel, as the saying goes, when you are constantly interrupted, you will suffer from it. I know that you have always had me in your heart, and it is also because of me that you and Arisandra have fought three times and twice. Your love for me, I remember it in my heart, and I can only remember it in my heart, this glass of wine, I respect you!"

Rachel had forgotten how long it had been since he had shed a tear, and in his opinion, as a dwarven warrior, only the scars on his body were the symbol of a warrior, and as for tears, only a cowardly man would shed tears in front of others. But now, he knew that he was wrong, and he was very wrong.

Looking at the wine glass in Ashley's hand, as well as the rejection that made him feel painful, Rachel clearly felt that two streams of hot liquid slipped from the corners of his eyes, and the original slight sadness seemed to be infinitely expanded, he numbly picked up the wine glass, wiped the corners of his eyes with his left hand, and clinked glasses with Ashley mechanically, and didn't say anything, choked and drank the piercing golden pine nut wine, lying on the table, silent.

Ashley raised her head slightly, she could no longer control the tears in her eyes, she knew that she had completely hurt Rachel, drank all the spirits in the glass, glanced at Rachel after the last glance, and said softly: "Take care of yourself, take care!" Apologetically saluted Cohen and Clement, and said, "Patriarch, I will retire first, I made you laugh just now!" After speaking, he pushed away the chair and left the inner courtyard. Seeing that Ashley was leaving the table due to a low mood, Arissandra gave a little apology and chased after her.

Seeing this, Clement breathed a sigh of relief, Ashley's decision was not necessarily a bad thing for Rachel. In Clement's opinion, if Rachel spends too much time on the relationship between his children, it will be a thing that outweighs the loss, and everything that happened in the Soul Slaying Arena that day made Clement have to re-look at Rachel's problem.

With Ashley and Arisandra leaving, the originally lively atmosphere gradually became deserted. Rachel lay on the table without saying a word, indifferent no matter how much Cohen tried to persuade him. Clement didn't bother to persuade Rachel, he knew that at this level, Rachel had to rely on himself, and other methods fell behind.

......

At night, it was already very late, Rachel was still lying on the table, the leftovers had long been removed, Cohen and Clement sat on the side, sipping the fruit wine made by Clement himself, taking the opportunity to learn from Clement's mouth about many grievances between elves and sub-humans; Cohen even roughly informed Clement of his itinerary, and the latter also warned him about some things that should be paid attention to, when the conversation between the two returned to Rachel again, Rachel finally moved, and stood up with a thud, because he had been lying on his arm for a long time, the dwarf's face was red, and there were fold marks。

Seeing Rachel stand up, Cohen and Clement stopped talking and quietly looked at Rachel, waiting for his decision.

Rachel first sighed, looked around left and right, and when he didn't find Ashley's figure, his expression was slightly gloomy, and then he walked up to Clement and said solemnly: "Patriarch, I am also going to travel, I want to be a powerful dwarven warrior, he will one day, when I appear in front of Ashley again, I must make her proud of my Rachel Black Iron Battle Axe name!"

Clement smiled, smiled very happily, and his hard work was finally not in vain, and said: "Now that you have made a choice, you must persevere towards this goal." You wait here for a while, I've got something for you!"

Cohen walked up to Rachel and smiled, "Figured it out?"

Rachel scratched her hair and smiled wryly, "I've figured it out a little, I'm going to be a dwarven warrior who makes Ashley proud of me." Only in this way can I live up to the care she has taken for me for a long time. ”

"What about that feeling?"

"If she puts it down, she can muster up the courage to make it clear to me in front of everyone, and it can be regarded as giving me an explanation. Actually, when I duel with Arisandra, I let go!" Rachel's eyes were confused, but his thoughts didn't know where the road had gone.

"Just put it down, you bastard, if I had told me that Ashley was Arisandra's wife, I would never have agreed to you duel him. It's funny, I always thought you were playing fair with him, but I didn't expect it to be like this! I can figure out why no one supported you that day in the tavern. Cohen looked at Rachel with a look of chagrin.

"Didn't I tell you?"

"No, but it's all gone now, it doesn't matter. ”

"yes, it doesn't matter. Rachel sighed again, and a figure flashed through his mind again. What followed was a wave of faith, like a majestic flame burning in Rachel's eyes:

For your sake, I'm going to make my name resound all over the continent of Arad!!

While Cohen and Rachel were talking, Clement walked over with two pieces of gear. A shield with a whole body of azure blue, the surface of the shield is inlaid with a huge black cross, four sharp black spikes extend from the end of the cross, a fist-sized sky blue gem is tightly stuck at the intersection of the cross, countless soft light swims within the gem, and the gentle water element fluctuations are continuously emitted from the gem.

The other piece of equipment is a half-human-tall single-edged giant axe, two sharp barbs protruding from the axe body, the axe surface is engraved with runes, and a simple magic array is hollowed out by Mithril and inlaid on the handle of the axe, constantly gathering and extracting various elements in the air, and continuously transporting the runes on the axe surface through the magic array. Just watching from afar, a majesty that is not angry and arrogant comes from it.

"Patriarch, what is this?" Rachel looked at the two weapons, his mouth was a little dry, and he thought to himself, could this be for himself?

Clement glanced at Rachel and said solemnly: "Rachel, this shield is called Zhishui, and the name of the battle axe is No Return, and it is the weapon used by one of my former subordinates, Alex Golden Battle Axe. ”

When he heard the name Alex, Rachel's whole body trembled violently, and he exclaimed, "Alex Golden Battle Axe, isn't that my father's name?

"Yes. Clement gently stroked the tomahawk and did not return, and a stubble-faced, smiling shadow came to mind. Glancing at Rachel, he said solemnly: "Rachel Black Iron Tomahawk, when your father fell in the Battle of Baikal, before he died, he instructed me: When his son becomes a dwarven warrior who can take charge of himself one day, he will hand over the water and no return to you. Now, after so many twists and turns, you have finally fulfilled your father's request to become a warrior in your own right, and now, in the name of the dwarven patriarch Clement Divine Light Battle Axe, I grant you a stop of water and no return. I hope you can inherit your father's war spirit and fight for the dwarves!"

"Fight to the end, never regret it!" Rachel knelt down on one knee, solemnly took the shield and battle axe that Clement had given him, and wiped them carefully as if he had found a treasure, muttering, "This is my father's weapon... This is his father's weapon!" To this day, Rachel's memory of his father Alex is only a vague shadow of his childhood, and now he suddenly obtains Alex's weapon, and suddenly the whole person is trapped in endless memories, and he can no longer extricate himself.

After a while, Rachel looked at Clement and said excitedly, "Patriarch, can you tell me about my father?

Who knew that Clement shook his head and refused: "I once promised your father that I would never reveal any information about your biological parents to you until you were promoted to the Silver Battle Axe Peak powerhouse level. ”

"For what?" Rachel was stunned.

Clement still shook his head and said, "Everything will wait until you advance to the Silver Tomahawk Peak powerhouse level, this matter will be stopped!" After speaking, he ignored Rachel, spread a map on the table, beckoned the two of them over, and said: "Since Rachel you proposed to go on a trip, what are your plans?"

Rachel was deflated by Clement just now, and now he was extremely depressed, hearing Clement's inquiry, he took a cursory look at the map and said: "Now that the elves and subhumans are fighting fiercely in the north of the Barlow Forest, I want to go there to sharpen myself, and by the way, reserve military merits, so that I can participate in the military rank challenge in the future!"

Hearing this, Clement still shook his head and said, "You are a little guy of the Black Iron Tomahawk level, and it won't help you to run to the Forest of Ballo. In addition, our dwarves have not sent troops against the sub-humans for the time being, so if you rush over recklessly, there may be some big mess. ”

This time, Rachel was completely stunned, and muttered directly: "This is not good, that is not allowed, then the patriarch, you can help me decide!" After speaking, holding the shield and axe, he sat at the table angrily and did not speak.

Clement smiled and said, "Rachel, is Cohen your friend?"

"Well, it's my friend!"

"Then are you interested in joining him, it just so happens that he needs a companion!"

Rachel turned to look at Cohen and asked, "What are you going to do?"

Cohen shrugged his shoulders, repeated his itinerary roughly, and said, "How about it, just follow me all the way? Anyway, it's been quite exciting to meet you all the way from the digger's passage to now!"

Rachel was not happy when he heard this, and said hurriedly: "You are stimulated, and it is Lao Tzu who is injured!"

Cohen and Clement laughed, Rachel was stunned for a moment, and then laughed as well.

"Since the two of you are brothers in life and death, I will decide for Rachel on my own initiative, Cohen, take him with you on your future journey, and take care of him on the way. Rachel, I'll do it this way, no problem!" Clement thought for a moment and made a decision for Rachel.

Rachel didn't say anything, raised his fist, looked at Cohen, and whispered, "For honor!"

"For the sake of honor!"

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After a night of silence, early the next morning, when Cohen and Rachel reappeared at the gates of the Thorsilver Fortress and were about to set off for the Holy See of Miruphas, Rachel turned his head to look at the Thursilver Fortress and said softly, "Farewell, Ashley!!"