At a lookout on the high wall, Bridge stared with sorrow at the desolate landscape beyond the walls. The cheers from outside were still loud, but he was never happy, and his eyes rested on a dwarf whose chest had been pierced by an arrow, and tears finally flowed.

The dwarf who was the first to be shot down by the werewolf archers was his son. He wiped away his tears from his sleeve and turned to walk under the high wall.

......

Lanaya looked at Adrian with a vigilant look from time to time, no matter which angle she thought about it, Adrian's words were very ambiguous!

Yes, she'd rather not rest.

At this moment, a dwarf with thicker and more complex armor than the other dwarves came out of the soldiers, and it seemed that he was one of their generals. He smiled with admiration on his face: "Hero, we plan to hold a banquet to entertain you, and if you can accept this heart, we will be grateful......

Lanaya actually wanted to go to the mysterious ruins they talked about first, but her stomach barked uncontrollably.

The dwarf behind the general laughed secretly, and the general suddenly turned his head and glared, and they covered their mouths and bowed their heads, all of them were silent.

After seeing that all his soldiers were obediently standing, the general turned around, his face changed again, and he returned to his original smile, and he couldn't help but hey a few times.

"Well, we are all soldiers, rude, and impolite, and I hope you can forgive me. In the future, I will definitely discipline more, and discipline more......"

Lanaya couldn't say anything, so she could only keep nodding her head.

When the general saw Lanaya nodding, his eyebrows immediately fluttered, and his enthusiasm swelled suddenly. The dwarves are known for their hospitality, and as long as they are recognized friends, they will surely warm you until you get tired of it.

So, Lanaya found out that she had been fooled again, and the generals took her nod as a treat for them, but Lanaya did not resist in this matter, she had not eaten for a long time.

In the dwarven environment, ordinary people are cramped to stand and must bend down. Even if you are sitting, you can reach for the ceiling, so you have to be very careful here, because if you get up directly from the stool, you may fall down again because of something......

Not all dwarves live on the ground. The tunnels dug by the dwarves are not as elaborate as those of the goblins, but they are quite large.

Overall, it was crowded, but the atmosphere was not lacking in the slightest, because there were enough people and it was lively enough.

Lanaya waved her hand, declined the stool that a dwarf had brought for her, and sat down on the floor. Lanaya couldn't even think that if the dwarf's stool gave her such a sit, it would suddenly collapse.

"The mayor is here!" shouted the dwarf, and the door opened, and several dwarves walked in in a cluster, with Bridges in the middle. He had a sad face, and even when he saw a room full of smiling faces, he was not happy at all.

When the dwarven soldiers saw Bridge's arrival, they all got up from their stools, and those who were still walking immediately stopped and turned around, and gave a military salute in unison.

When the two of them saw that everyone had gotten up, and that it was not good for them to sit any longer, they stood up with them, but their speed was much inferior to that of the dwarves, and they had to slowly lift their waists very carefully, and they could not straighten up, so they had to show a slight forward angle.

"I don't want to come!" shouted Bridge, pushing away the dwarves who were surrounding him, and the room fell silent for a moment.

Bridge slowly raised his head and saw two distinctly different people in the room, and his brow gradually furrowed.

One of the dwarves realized that something was wrong, broke the silence, and said, "Mayor, they are the ones who saved us in the whole town of Moro!"

"Yes, that's right! they repelled the entire werewolf legion!" the other dwarf chimed in.

With the first, there was the second, and gradually everyone began to speak for the two of them, and finally everyone could not hear clearly.

"Stop arguing!" Bridge's eyes widened and he glanced at everyone, "Didn't the intelligence say that even if the werewolf tribe closest to us marched here, it would take more than a month? Why haven't we heard anything for more than a month?"

The voices of the dwarves were lowered again, and none of them dared to speak up.

Bridge's chest heaved violently, and it was terrible to turn grief into anger, he was already angry, and if there was one superfluous person to intervene, his mood would deteriorate again.

Bridge stared at almost everyone present, and finally finally fell on the two of Aderian: "You ......"

"We are messengers sent by the Holy Hidden City, and we want to make friends with you. Adrian said calmly.

"When you left before, I was in too much of a hurry and said something bad, I'm sorry. Lanaya followed suit, bowing her head.

Bridge looked at them for a long time, then finally sighed and said, "Sit down, all of you." ”

......

The loss of a child is indelible, but he Bridget can't ruin everyone's mood because he is alone. The banquet went well, and Bridge gradually learned to smile appropriately, but the bitterness in the smile was still easily noticeable by the observant.

"You say, you're from the Holy Hidden City, right?" said Bridge, sipping down a glass of wine.

"Yes. Adrian nodded and added, "The Hidden Sanctuary of the Holy Hidden City. ”

"That's the place, oh......" Bridget reached over and shook his empty glass, and immediately a dwarf stood up and poured it into his mouth, "It seems to be very powerful." ”

“......”

"I will think about it, and within this year, make a decision to send our messenger to you. Bridge looked at the empty wine glass in his hand and suddenly laughed: "Alliance? interesting, haha...... Who made us so weak that we could only burrow into the tunnels when we were in danger, and we were not allowed to be slaughtered?"

Lanaya twirled the glass in her hand with her thumb and forefinger without saying a word. The glass was as small as a teacup, and before the tongue was wet, the glass had bottomed out.

Her appetite was satisfied, but seeing that Bridge was still drinking and that his conversation with Adrian didn't seem to stop, Lanaya had to sit still, bored to pass the time.

On this trip, she never regarded herself as a messenger anyway, and Kurori also said it, just let her supervise, and the superintendent said it nicely, and it was ugly to call it a fart.

She didn't want to be a follower, she wanted to go where she wanted to go, but that place was banned by the whole town.

Moreover, because of her impulsiveness, she said everything that should not have been said, which angered Mayor Bridge, even if the alliance was negotiated this time, as long as she tried the slightest, the Hidden Sanctuary and the dwarves in Moro Town would definitely end up breaking with each other.

"Hero, I toast you!" Bridges raised his glass and stretched out to Adrian heroically.

Adrian smiled and responded. Before the cups of the two sides touched each other, a female dwarf next to Bridge grabbed him and said urgently, "Father, don't drink it!"

Lanaya looked up at the sound. Bridge's face was flushed and purple, and his eyes looked like they wanted to open, but no matter how hard he tried, he could only squint half-squint. Being dragged by his daughter like this, his fat body was stunned, and his head began to shake uncontrollably.

This banquet is very peculiar, it is clear that Adrian has become the popular hero of the dwarf clan, and this banquet should be with him as the protagonist, but it is Bridgech who drinks the most, glass after glass, and it has never stopped. How many people know that he uses wine to eliminate his sorrows, but how can wine get rid of these sorrows?

"I didn't let you drink it, you don't care about me!" Bridge's arm that was grabbed by his daughter twisted hard, and he broke away, but most of the wine in the cup spilled, and all of it fell on the wooden table, soaked into dark water spots.

The female dwarf stared at Bridges for a moment, then began to retreat. As she retreated, she accidentally knocked over the stool under her feet, which knocked down rows of empty jars and rolled out a long way.

The female dwarf suddenly covered her mouth, her shoulders twitched slightly, and she whimpered in a low voice.

All the dwarves who were still chatting and drinking stopped their movements and looked over one after another.

"Nothing...... Ah, yes, I'm not the kind of person who is selfish......" Bridge's voice trembled, and his hand holding the wine glass slammed against the table, making a crunch with the cutlery. "Although my son is dead, but Moro Town has been saved, and the mysterious ruins have been saved! I, I don't care, in a few days, or months, or years, maybe it will be fine......"

"What a damn werewolf tribe, how naïve they thought they could take this town with a legion trained?"

"Yes, we are weak dwarves, you are strong, you can come and invade our territory!haha...... I didn't expect that we had a ...... here" Bridge turned his head in a strange posture, glanced at Adrian, and continued to grin the corners of his mouth: "There is one, an earth-shattering powerhouse...... Silly, isn't it......? Hiccup!"

Everyone looked at Bridge's eyes in roughly the same way, and the best way to deal with a madman was to ignore him, so even if Bridges made a fool of himself, no one reacted.

"They all say that there is peace, peace and peace, and if there is no war, where will there be peace? War is the best way to eliminate the weak! Peace belongs only to the strong! Now...... It is we who have peace!" Bridges stood up, his arms in the air, his head up to the sky.

But the moment he looked up, he hit the corner of the cabinet behind him. A painful voice rang out, and he paused, then fell to the ground.