Raymond, who was moved out of the room by a group of gray dwarves with a bed, finally saw the situation outside.

The spacious square is surrounded by mushroom-like buildings that are only three or four meters high.

Raymond, who was carried to the square, was in the range of his sight, and there were about thirty gray dwarves who were only about one meter three in height, but their heads were covered with bearded hair.

The thick limbs and exposed skin all showed a lime-like color, and although there were quite a few gray dwarves in sight, Raymond could not tell their gender for a short time, because under Raymond's gaze, they were almost exactly the same size.

The chirping conversation was noisy and loud, and Raymond, who was rocked high and reclining on the bed board, could only see the area in front of him, but from the analysis of the source of the conversation sound, there should be no less than fifty gray dwarves present.

The two gray dwarves, who looked almost like twins, stood in front of Raymond and debated or quarreled fiercely, with the gray dwarf on the left pointing at Raymond with his thick fingers from time to time, while the gray dwarf opposite him seemed to protect him.

Witnessing the argument taking place in front of him, Raymond clearly understood that there must be some kind of misunderstanding at present.

But Raymond, whose eyes flashed with red dots, could only nervously and anxiously wait for the chip to translate the language of these gray dwarves.

Raymond was nervously watching the translation schedule of the gray dwarf language in the sight, but although there were many gray dwarves in the square, the number of new words available for the chip to collect was not enough.

The fragmentary sentences in the line of sight that were simultaneously translated by the chip contained a large number of repetitive words such as 'outsider', 'high lord', and 'command'.

The two gray dwarves standing in front of them, one on the left and one on the right, were still arguing fiercely, but those few key words could not be parsed, and in the face of the situation in front of him where his fate was not controlled, Raymond looked calm. But in fact, his heart was boiling.

The chirping sound became louder and louder, and the gray dwarf on the left looked at him with more and more fierce eyes, while the gray dwarf on the right seemed a little stammering and unable to resist.

With a sinking heart, Raymond made a simple combination of the usable words that had appeared in his sight to form several meaningful short sentences, and let the chip transform his voice, ready to call at any time.

But soon not only did the surrounding conversation cease, but even the two gray dwarves who were arguing stopped at the same time, accompanied by footsteps coming from Raymond's left. An elderly gray dwarf who was only one meter tall and was still on crutches appeared in Raymond's sight with his arms in his arms.

It was obviously the leader of this group of gray dwarves, or the elderly gray dwarves who were respected by them, who were trembling and helped up to Raymond. Squinted his eyes and looked closely.

On the bearded face, Raymond could only see its cloudy eyes. But as the two sides looked at each other. Raymond actually felt a trace of dizziness.

His eyes widened in horror, but the old gray dwarf had intermittently opened his mouth in the underworld lingua franca. "Young people...... Yes, understand...... What do I say......"

Hearing this familiar language, Raymond couldn't help but feel relieved in an instant, and his heart that had been hanging finally let go.

Raymond, who was proficient in speaking in the lingua franca of the underground, immediately began to communicate with the gray dwarf.

Because it is impossible to judge the intentions of these gray dwarves. Therefore, under the questioning of the gray dwarf, Raymond only vaguely explained that he was due to an accident that caused him to appear in the trap of the gray dwarf hunting ground.

As if he was very unfamiliar with the lingua franca of the underground, the gray dwarf who called himself 'Elder Hammer' didn't seem to understand what Raymond was saying. His underground lingua franca mixed with chirping made Raymond helplessly find that there was a big problem in communication between them.

It was certain that the gray dwarf could not understand much of what he said, but with some of the words translated by the chip, coupled with the sporadic underground lingua franca of the Hammer Elder, Raymond was able to figure out his current situation.

As a human who suddenly appeared in the hunting grounds, although all of Raymond's clothes were turned into powder during the attack, his waist bag that can only be used by wizards has been completely preserved.

Therefore, under the judgment of the leader of the gray dwarf hunt, Raymond, a strange and savevable human, has become the biggest harvest in this hunt, but it has also become the unexpected factor that is most likely to bring disaster to this group of gray dwarves.

Although both sides are engaged in a confrontational exchange, the good communication efforts of both sides have made the previous misunderstanding melt.

Because some key words were identified by the chip, and Raymond, as the victim of it, could only smile bitterly.

Because the "Xie Lu Xie" in the language of the ancient Toris represents a vicious curse in the language of the gray dwarves.

The two diametrically opposed meanings have caused the scene that is happening now.

Because Raymond hadn't made a sound since he woke up before, and the injury to his throat made Elder Hammer mistakenly think that it would take a long time for him to speak.

Therefore, as the Hammer Elder of the Gray Dwarf Clan, he also wanted to wait for Raymond's body to recover a little more, and then come to communicate and communicate with him.

Mixed with gray dwarf language and stumbling underground lingua franca, after clarifying this misunderstanding, Elder Hammer apologized to Raymond very solemnly.

Elder Hammer then rearranged Raymond's room and asked his granddaughter to take care of him.

It wasn't until Raymond was moved into Elder Hammer's house that he finally saw the women of the Grey Dwarf clan.

The female Grey Dwarf, who was shorter but not as thick as the thick limbs of an adult Grey Dwarf, had the same face covered with thick beard, and Raymond thought he could not distinguish between them quickly except for the distinctly feminine features on his chest.

Of course, after such a false alarm, Raymond was extremely well cared for.

Raymond, who was enshrined as a guest of honor by this gray dwarf tribe, enjoyed a treatment that he had not been treated before.

All kinds of herbs for treating internal and external injuries, and some precious medicinal materials that can make up for the lack of blood and qi, were all sent to Raymond.

Although Raymond was not yet able to prepare the commonly used recovery potions by himself, his injuries were still recovering quickly due to the careful selection and blending of Raymond, who was proficient in drug knowledge...... (To be continued.) )