Ouch! my head hurts...... What's wrong with me? Am I in a daze? Ruinon opened his eyes in a daze, and the first thing that caught his eye was the earthy yellow ceiling.

Where is this? I remember before I was at the Dwarven Wine Festival...... And then...... Then I had a glass of wine...... And then...... Oops, I can't remember.

"The host...... The master is awake!Wow......" Suddenly Renon felt something heavy slam on his chest, almost crushing him to death.

"West...... Silver? Oops! Tap...... Crush me!"

"The host...... You can't die!," said Silver, sitting on top of Renon, snorting and crying with tears in her eyes.

Silver's voice wasn't loud, but it made Rainon's ears ring, as if his head was in a bell. "Light...... Light...... Tap, Silver, my head hurts. Renon clasped his hands tightly over his ears.

"Ronon are you awake, great!" Fiona said as she walked through the door pushing a cart with a plate of vegetarian pastries and a basin of hot water and towels, "It's time to get up, little lazy pig!

"Hangover? ”

"Giggle...... If you're terrible, what will happen to Gonzas?"

"Didn't you say the dragon, didn't it drown in the barrel?" said Rinon angrily.

Fiona shuddered at the sound of music, "I don't think at least the wine here isn't enough to drown it." ”

"By the way, you haven't told me where this is. Renon asked, taking the water and towel Fiona handed over.

"This is a dwarven dungeon called Monroa. It's been more than five hundred years old. Fiona came to the narrow window, and several flickering fires shot out of her face, "More than five hundred years ago, a group of dwarven explorers discovered that this mountain contained rich high-quality iron ore, so they dug a mountain to build a city, and named this mountain Monroya Mountain, and the city was naturally called Monroa City. This habit has been passed down to this day. ”

"So we're in the interior of Mount Monroam now?" said Rinon munching on the pastry and muttering, "ahem...... It's a bit dry...... Is there water?"

"Here!" said Silver, bringing a glass of cool water.

"Thank you!" Ruinon habitually stretched out his hand.

"What? do you want her to hand it over, go get it yourself!" "Fiona yelled angrily, "don't get used to him like this!"

"Uh......" Renon shook his head helplessly and thought: "Isn't there a normal woman around me......?" Hey, I've confessed in my life.

Reluctantly, he got out of bed, took the water from Silver's hand, and took a sip gently to moisten his thirsty throat. Through the narrow window, Rainon could get a glimpse of Monroa City, "so big...... It's so deep......" Ruinon said dumbfounded. Outside the window was a bottomless cliff abyss, and Renon understood that the dwarves' houses were carved out of the rock walls. As the saying goes, a glimpse of the whole picture, Rainon already has a general understanding of Monroa, and the dwarves hollowed out the Monroa Mountains and established the city within the mountain.

"It's the result of hundreds of years of digging. Fiona shook her head and said, "It's a crime to treat nature like this!" said as she went to the window and peeked out. I found that there was a zigzag staircase coiling back and forth on the unfathomable cliff face under the window, and the torches along the way radiated brilliant light like stars in the sky, illuminating the originally dark cliff face red.

"It seems that they are not just burrowing gophers. As he spoke, Ronon took a sip and handed the empty cup back to Silver, "Thank you for your water." ”

Silver bowed her head shyly and timidly took the cup. Just then, there was a loud noise outside the door.

"What's going on? It's so noisy early in the morning. Renon frowned.

"It's afternoon, stupid! You've slept all morning. Fiona looked up and tapped Rinon on the head.

"Oops, I was hit on the head, and I still have a headache!"

"Let's go out and see! The dwarven city is not as simple as digging a hole in the mountain. With that, Fiona strode out.

Renon came to the low door, bent down and got out of the door. Although there is a lot of space in the room and the distance between the ceiling and the floor, this door is really short. "Who designed the building, so bad?" he snorted dissatisfied.

"Of course it was designed by the dwarves and was specially designed to receive foreign guests. Fiona said, straightening her clothes.

"Since it is specially used to receive foreign guests, what door is still so low?"

"Maybe they want us elders to bow to them as we enter and exit the door, or to show that once we enter the city, we are equal to them. ”

When Renon heard this, he shook his head and thought: I can't imagine that these dwarves are so black-bellied.

"The world is as black as a crow, and you can see the bloody scene later. At this moment, the voice of the nightmare sounded in Ruinon's head.

Bloody Rainon shook his head in confusion.

Coming out of the house, what appeared in front of the three people was a wide underground passage, bent into an arc and stretching into the distance, the yellow-brown dome was very high from the ground, about ten meters to the touch, and on both sides were tall and mighty buildings, layered on top of each other. The narrow windows were densely packed all over it, and countless red rays of light shot out from them, and the blue-gray, dark brown bricks and tiles were like the eyes of a monster.

"It seems that they lack artistic accomplishment. Renon said with a smile.

"It's not just a lack of it, it's not there at all. The only people who can live in such a place are savage, dirty, rude, and rude. Fiona pointed to the troublesome dwarves ahead and said, "You see, this is the best proof of this." ”

"What's wrong with that?" Rainon looked curiously in the direction of Fiona's finger, only to see a group of dwarves not far away, who were either heckling or making loud noises, shouting dwarven language that Rainon and the others did not understand. All in all, the atmosphere is warm, but it's completely different from the Wine Festival.

Rinong, who had just woken up, had nothing to do, and beckoned Fiona and Sylph to go over, "Let's go, let's see!"

"I don't want to be around those filthy dwarves. Fiona had a look of disgust on her face.

"Go ahead!" said Silver, tugging at Fiona's sleeve, "even if you don't want to, you spend one night in their city, don't you?"

"Uh......" Fiona shook her head and reluctantly walked forward.

The dwarves' clothes were dirty, and the blue-gray dense denim fabric was covered in dust, oil, and soot, and it was clear who they were.

Although Rui Nong's height is not very tall among humans, for dwarves, he is undoubtedly even Yao Ming, who is standing next to Guo Jingming...... (Reader I: Is this considered black?: Author: It's just a metaphor for literature and art, don't take it too seriously.) Hey, hey, hey!)

I saw a dwarf wearing silk and wearing gold and silver around his waist, leading a group of people, and was frantically punching and kicking two dwarves, a man and a woman.

"What's going on?" Ruinon couldn't help frowning when he saw this, and thought to himself: Why is this scene so familiar?

"Of course, there's the best everywhere!" Nightmare said with a grin.

"Do you know what they're talking about?" Rinon asked Nightmare silently.

"Although I am not very good at dwarven language, I can understand a few, it seems that the young couple borrowed money from the son of the city lord of Monroa to open a shop, but because of poor management, they lost money one after another, and they could not pay off their debts when they became due, so the son of the city lord asked their daughter to pay off the debt......"

After hearing this, Ruinon shook his head and said, "Why does this bridge sound so familiar? It is naturally wrong not to pay the debt, but it is inevitable that this is ......."

"Where's the debt? It's clear that the beast didn't want to get the Josephs to pay their debts, and if they didn't, they had to use their daughters to pay the ......debts," said a bearded dwarf beside Renon in the lingua franca of the road with a very strong accent, "Since the day the Josephs opened their new shop, there have been hooligans fighting and making trouble in the store from time to time, and they have never stopped. Although everyone understood the reason, they were forced to be angry and dare not speak out because of their status as the son of the city lord of Monroa, and gradually there were fewer and fewer guests......"

"You're going to let him do this nonsense?"

"We still have to beg for a living, how dare we ......," he said, his stubbled face.

Rinon shook his head and said, "You still have to make a living in Monroa, but I don't. Since I was able to come here and attend your wine festival and taste the delicious rye wine, I am also lucky. Then I'll do it for you for the first time!"

"Rambaton, this is an internal matter of the dwarves, you have to think clearly!" "Nightmare roared in Rynon's mind, "Don't forget, we came to Lombbaton to forge an alliance with the dwarves, and if you beat the son of Lombbaton's high-ranking magnates, it will be ......"

"That's right! Dwarves fighting dwarves is indeed an internal matter of the dwarf race, and we outsiders have no right to interfere. However, it is a common phenomenon on the Central Continent for the powerful to bully others, and it is also common to the whole continent to draw their swords to help each other!" he said in his heart, and a pale blue flame sword slowly stretched out from the palm of Rui Nong's hand. The dwarves on both sides sensed the cold dark aura and retreated.

Fiona and Silver understood what Renon meant, and were about to help. Seeing this, Renon shook his head and motioned for you to take a look.

The two women also understood that the dwarves and elves did not release their previous suspicions, even if they acted for the majority of the poor people at the bottom of the society and life, they would form a bond with the entire dwarf clan, and even more with the powerful people of the dwarf upper class, which would bring great obstacles to the alliance plan. But wouldn't Renon be like that?

One side is the entrustment of a friend, and the other side is the three views in the world of one's own heart...... Is it really okay to do this?

The long sword was pointed directly at the chest of the young master, and the noisy dwarves suddenly fell silent. The bruised Josephs and their husbands seemed to have seen a life-saving straw, and they used their hands and feet together to crawl towards Rainon, leaving a scarlet mark on the ground.