(Something...... It's a little less, sorry)

"Are you sure you want to bring these gray dwarves into the village?"

Although the dwarf elder Quillon saved his life under Penny's treatment, his body was very weak, although Sean had a car to house the elders, he still had to stop and rest often, Sean and his party were not in a hurry, but they were getting closer and closer to their destination, but Hughes frowned and said his concerns: "You know what the image of the gray dwarf in the hearts of the surface people is like. ”

Sean smiled and shook his head, and before he could speak, the female red-robed woman had already said in a bitter tone: "Oh, Hughes, you also need to know what the red-robed mage is in the eyes of the surface people." ”

Hughes touched his head and stopped talking, indeed, it was strange for the Faeron people that the red-robed mage was not surrounded by some orc jackals.

Although most of the red robes themselves don't like these creatures, the impression of helplessness has been formed for some time.

So the red-robed mage with a group of gray dwarf followers is really not a big deal.

"It's sure to leave a bad impression on our people. Hughes tilted his head.

"It's something you don't need to think about, Hughes. Sean roasted his hands on the fire and said slowly, "Because no matter how much we show kindness, those people are unlikely to welcome us." ”

"That's right. Hughes nodded.

It is strange that a mountain village that has just gone through a riot and has been ravaged by a large Guncel army would welcome a few red-robed bureaucrats.

"Sean, sounds like you already have a way to deal with this, don't you?" asked Rekita as she put down her spell book and asked Penny.

"No, but I don't think we're in danger for the time being. Penny shook his head: "Our army has just cleaned up there, the deterrent has not yet receded, and we should have plenty of time to establish our authority." ”

"Sounds reasonable. Rekita nodded nonchalantly, not knowing whether she agreed or disagreed, when a group of gray dwarves suddenly shouted:

"Hey, boss, there's something to be found here. ”

"Discovery, what discovery?" Sean frowned, got up and walked over, and saw several dwarves with hoes and pickaxes in their hands, facing a mountain rock, their faces full of excitement:

"Boss, there's a magnetite mine here!" Lurick yelled at Penny.

"Magnetite?"

"Look, a magnet of great color. Luric brought a black stone to Sean, and Penny looked at it a few times, and his heart was slightly excited.

He learned on the way that Governor Sazahar had not yet sent administrators to Hillon, and that their red-robed robes were probably in charge of all political affairs, so they had to think about many things.

The presence of mineral deposits near the territory is naturally a good thing.

The rat in the magic bag poked its head out, glanced at the ore layer a few times, and retracted its head in a huff.

"But only once we've established ourselves here, will we have extra time to think about the stones. Rekita stepped forward and said, apparently uninterested in the stones.

Sean nodded at the gray dwarves, "Thank you guys, mark it on the map." ”

"Uh...... Indeed, but if possible, I hope that we will be able to enjoy the feeling of the hoe cracking through the mine layer as soon as possible. Rurec grunted.

"I'll satisfy you. Penny smiled, "Is the elder rested? ”

"Alright, alright. With a wave of his hand, Lurick cleaned up a group of dwarves and followed the convoy onwards, where the road gradually flattened, and after a few turns, his vision gradually widened.

Where a small town can be built, the terrain will naturally not be bad, once the waterfall pours down from the top of the mountain into a fast-flowing river, dividing more than 100 households into two sides, the ocean can be faintly seen not far from the west, the land on both sides of the river is fertile, growing a lot of crops, and the cultivated area is not too much, so it will not be too much of a problem to feed these townspeople.

Freshly ravaged by Serre's army, some of the small wooden houses still bear traces of war, and a group of ragged townsfolk standing at the gate of the town led by several well-dressed middle-aged and elderly men, such a formation flattered Penny, who obviously did not expect such a welcome.

Of course, he knew very well that this was just a scene, and he was smiling and wanted to go up and make a polite gesture in return, when suddenly there was a scream above his head, and a group of gray dwarves and Serds looked up to see an extremely spectacular sight.

Nearly a hundred flying monsters swept through the sky, shadows obscured the sky, and those huge beasts with eagle-like beaks, claws, and wings, but shaped like lions, this magical beast called the griffin was not uncommon in temperate mountains, and the saddle on its back also represented that these beasts had riders on their backs.

In fact, it is.

The riders were a group of roaring strong men, who circled the town in an extremely arrogant manner, and suddenly launched a dive as they approached the convoy, like a powerful cannonball falling from the air, and a group of Serrs and gray dwarves dodged behind the convoy, only to see this group of griffons suddenly climb up as they approached, and disappeared into the northeastern mountain wall with a string of wild laughter.

Sean watched the griffons go away, his face very ugly, and everyone in his group had similar expressions, and when they saw the slightly sarcastic expressions on the faces of the townspeople, the fire in their hearts was even worse.

"Oh, my dear adults. You're not hurt. A kind-looking middle-aged man approached and reached out to help Penny, but was caught by the neck with a Searle knight drawing his sword.

"Uh...... Excuse me, do those people often interact like this?" Sean asked the middle-aged man who looked a bit like a gentry.

"Yes, they—they're bandits in the mountains. It is large and often harasses the town. ”

"Such a powerful group of thieves, there is actually a griffin knight of this scale, the strength can be imagined, no wonder it has not been able to be exterminated. Rekita sneered and leaned in, glancing at the middle-aged man, and Knight Ser withdrew his sword.

"Yes, yes. The gentleman nodded.

"You'll have to be glad we're sane, sir. Sean patted the middle-aged man on the shoulder with a twinkle in his eyes.

"Of course, my lord, a wise and noble ruler, it is good for both of us. The middle-aged man said this, seeing that a group of Ser people had unkind faces, he hurriedly stretched out his hand: "We have prepared a place for you to live." ”

A group of Searles grimaced and followed Sean into the village.

The former mayor's mansion was wide enough to accommodate a large number of people, and several townspeople opened the door for Penny, and the middle-aged man who received him said with a smile: "My lords, those robbers will often come at night, and you must close the doors and windows when you sleep at night." ”

Then he backed away from the mansion under the sarcastic eyes of a crowd of Serles, and the townsfolk dispersed to greet him, closing their doors and windows.

"Did they give us a dismount? Sean. Hughes watched the middle-aged man walk away, his eyebrows locked: "I rarely get angry, really, this incident makes me very unpleasant." ”

"I think killing that middle-aged man just now would make it nice for us. Rekita said with a twinkle in her eyes.

"There is no point in doing that, because it will not do us any good if Searle's army comes again. Penny spread his hands helplessly: "We have to admit that this is a fact. ”

"If that's the case, I'd prefer to get rid of the job, you know, it's a lot more fun to do whatever you do than to make vases. Rekita spread her hands, "Sean, I'm not optimistic about our prospects here. ”

"Either way, I think we should get some rest. Penny pursed his lips and walked into the courtyard first.