Without a doubt, engineering is the occupation that burns the most money. As the investor of the Roland series of robots, as the honorary director of Sulfur Mountain City's Engineer Association, the Beyar Brothers of the Security Merchant Association are already on the verge of bankruptcy due to the endless expenditure of the series.
Even so, the Roland series is still an immature product. The tall and mighty robots might seem powerful, but if they don't even have Legend-rank fighting prowess, they are nothing more than high-level live targets in the Underground World where experts are everywhere. If they were to add in high-level materials to raise their fighting prowess, the funds required would be astronomical. Thus, they thought of looking for investors in the Surface where they need high-level fighting prowess.
The Roland robots that they brought to the Surface aren't the newest products of the Roland System. The technology used is second-hand goods that were discounted. However, in the Surface World, it is filled with the smell of new technology. At the very least, in the eyes of the engineers, this is already an extremely valuable gift.
Regardless of whether it is to gift a gift to the Emperor of a huge country who is about to ascend to the throne or to the extravagant Ottoman Empire, as long as the gift is more valuable or novel enough, it is expected to receive an astonishing return.
The Ottoman Empire's Alchemy and Engineering is also outstanding. If not, there wouldn't be an Air Fleet and Magical Machine Dragons traveling in the future. At the very least, the Goblins have long set their eyes on the secret alchemy of alloys and the Magical Machine Theory which is a mixture of magic and machinery.
Their intention is to exchange for technology and resources. If that doesn't work, they can exchange it for some gold as research funds.
This is a good idea. If an outstanding diplomat were to execute it, the outcome would most likely be satisfactory.
But, it is a pity that the envoy led by Yingou.Beyar, Kabala and Hoyle, is destined to be a mistake.
Kabala, an orphaned Goblin born in Sulfur Mountain City. It is said that if we were to go by his genealogy, he is a Goblin Prince with a noble bloodline. It is said that he is a master in civil engineering, but he is obviously self-taught. I have never seen him build any decent houses before, but he has a unique passion for architecture. He often sneaks off to research on the foundations and beams of special buildings. It is one thing for him to research, but this fellow loves to do it himself, dismantling a few parts to research.
Imagine what would happen if the pillars and foundations of a wooden house were removed. It wasn't the first time he had fallen into his own ruin.
After creating countless pits and ruins, people gave him the nicknames "Kabbalah the Little Prince of Digging Holes" and "Kabbalah the Green-Skinned Termite". He was also the target of the Town Security, and "Kabbalah will come to your house tomorrow" became a malicious curse.
Fortunately, he had a good business sense and a rich family background. He had no concept of money for a long time, and he would always pay for it afterward without causing any personal damage. That was why he had been on the edge of prison all this time.
There is no need to introduce Yingou, he is a mobile Alchemist Bomb Specialist. Even though the Dwarf Hoyle is a Blacksmith Master, he is also an all-rounder in prostitution, gambling, and alcohol. He is also a famous saboteur.
To think that the group of dwarves could come up with the idea of putting these three living treasures together as a diplomatic group to send gifts.
The moment they arrived at their destination, the Ottoman Empire, the gambling addict Hoyle spent a few nights in various new casinos and lost a large portion of his travel expenses. On the other hand, Kabbalah dug up a monastery with a hundred years of history and lost the rest of his travel expenses. Otherwise, he wouldn't be so poor as to steal ornaments from the trees by the roadside.
They did go to the royal palace, but it is a pity that this group of fellows are incapable of negotiation. Overthinking things, they insisted on meeting the emperor before they were willing to hand over their gifts. In fact, they didn't even allow the rude guard to touch their treasures. Thus, this group of sneaky foreigners were almost mistaken as assassins with ill intentions. Their plan to send gifts was thwarted along the way.
If such days were to drag on for a few more weeks, they might be forced to sell their gifts as scrap metal and scram home with their travel expenses.
Two days ago, when they found out that the Hermit Residence was going to host a ball and that the emperor was going to appear personally, they barged in with joy and delivered their gifts personally.
However, as they didn't receive an invitation, they were obviously foreigners. Naturally, the guards wouldn't allow them to enter. In the end, the three dwarves fought against the entire Hermit Residence's guards. Due to their outstanding experience in chaotic battles and individual strength, the three dwarves had the upper hand.
However, if they were to drag on for a while longer, the royal guards would come and deal with them as assassins. By then, it would be impossible to deal with them.
Fortunately, Dasos came out in time. However, it was unfortunate that this group of lawless dwarves offended the target they were trying to please the moment they opened their mouths.
"Forget about the insincere compliments, the moment they opened their mouths, they touched the sore spot of the other party who killed their father and brother. Are you here to send gifts or are you here to make enemies?"
Shaking my head, looking at the furious Dasos, I knew that if I didn't do anything about it, he would definitely go all out and execute the three of them to vent his anger. That wasn't something I wanted to see.
"Your Majesty, since they are here to send gifts, at the very least, let them present their gifts. At the very least, it would show off your magnanimity as the ruler of a large country. "
As though they didn't want to embarrass themselves in front of me, my persuasion with a smile seemed to have worked.
Taking in two deep breaths, suppressing his emotions that were about to explode, Dasos nodded his head.
"Since Ro … Miss Renée has pleaded for you, I will give you a chance. Guests from a different tribe, state your identity and show your sincerity."
After a discussion, the three dwarves actually started to use the lines that they had prepared beforehand.
"Since you have asked with sincerity!"
"Then we will be merciful and tell you!"
"For …"
"Enough! Speak clearly in 10 seconds, otherwise, I will tie you to a stone anchor and throw you into the river. " I was intending to listen to them changing the lines that I wrote recently, but apparently, Dasos didn't have the patience. The Emperor's angry roar made everyone in the room lower their heads and tremble.
"We come from the Sulfur Mountain City of the Underground World. We heard that Your Majesty is about to ascend to the throne, so we traveled a thousand miles to deliver our most precious gift."
As expected, threatening his life was effective.
"The Underground World?"
In the eyes of the human nobles, the legendary Underground World is filled with demons and massacres and wars are everywhere. It is completely different from the Surface. Hearing that the Goblin and Gray Dwarf came from the Underground World, the faces of the nobles were filled with shock and disbelief. A flurry of discussion broke out.
"Cough, then let me see what kind of precious gift it is."
Without a doubt, judging from the slightly raised eyebrows and the smile on the corner of his mouth, the residents of the underground world came from thousands of miles away to congratulate him on his ascension to the throne. This made Darsos feel that he was very proud.
I heaved a sigh of relief. The creativity of this congratulation from a thousand miles away is not bad. As long as nothing goes wrong, even if the gift isn't anything special, Dasos would still pretend to be satisfied. Most probably, he would reward them handsomely and it would become a good story.
"Look, this is No.88's 20: 1 miniature robot. It is also our gift to Your Majesty."
From Kabala's bag filled with patches, I took out a tattered robot.
It is a worn-out robot that could fall apart at any moment. It is only a meter tall and its entire body is covered in green rust. Clearly, its parts were recycled and it doesn't have the prestige and fearsomeness of the original.
The flustered Yingou didn't explain his words clearly. What he meant was that the one he sent over was the large robot No.88. However, due to its huge size, he could only replace it with a scale model.
"Pfft, this can be given to children to play with."
"This is an insult to the engineering standards of the Ottoman Empire. Our Magic Steam Armor is already 3 meters tall. What is the meaning of sending this over? Does our Emperor need a small toy? "
But obviously, in the eyes of the nobles here, it is just a few ignorant country bumpkins who sent a small toy to the Emperor in an attempt to receive a generous reward.
"Look, he has a drill, a cannon and a power backpack on his back. The technology is the most advanced in Sulfur Mountain City and it should be of help to your country's engineering research …"
I hold my forehead. The misunderstanding hasn't been resolved yet. The more seriously Yingou explains, the more he looks down on the other party's engineering and industrial standards, making me even angrier.
"Zi zi zi!" "Kacha!" "Boom!"
Alright, there's no need to explain anymore. Just like the other Safety-brand products, under the Goblin's adjustments, this scale model starts to leak electricity, then it starts to sizzle before exploding on its own.
"Enough! Is this the kind of gift you give to a king? Perhaps, you all think that I am foolish for my benevolence! "
The unsheathed magic sword shines with a blood-red radiance. The Emperor no longer intends to conceal his killing intent.
The 3 of them stare at one another in confusion. Even though the gift is so valuable and No.88 is the crystallization of the Underground World's engineering, why does the other party seem to be so angry that he wants to kill them. Finally, Kabala comes up with a devious idea.
"Since you aren't satisfied with this gift, let's find another one at the last minute."
"Lord, this is our gift! A gem with boundless charm! "
"Audacious!" "How dare you!" Looking at the gift that Kabala takes out from the sack, the Ottoman nobles fly into a rage.
Those are some familiar gems, and they are even the decorations along the river. To think that these cheap gems of inferior quality that no one would pick up would be gifted to the highest emperor?
"Damn it, this is even more despicable than stealing a fresh flower from a girl's most beloved garden and using it to make a bouquet to propose to the original owner." I am speechless at how they are courting death.
"Heh, bickering with you all is a waste of my time."
Fortunately, Dasos laughs out of anger. In the end, he shakes his head, as though he doesn't want to bicker with these Goblins anymore.
"Bring them away. Forget it, you all can leave by yourselves. Un? Sulfur Mountain City? Isn't that the birthplace of the Gods that we have never heard of? Since the citizens there are like that, it seems that even the true Gods will have country bumpkins in the future. Say, do you think that the great Gods will escape to the mortal world to seek refuge? Perhaps, our Ottoman Empire will be blessed by the Gods because of this. "
Obviously, the Emperor's sense of humour sucks. This cold joke that criticizes the true Gods makes it even harder for one to laugh. But …
"I have never heard of that God of Law. I have heard of it a while ago. Nowadays, quite a number of merchants have chosen to believe in that religion. As expected, it is a church for the lower class."
"Heh, it can be seen from these fellows. Who knows how that unknown fellow became a true God. Perhaps, he stepped on dog poop when he went out and somehow ascended to become a God."
However, Dasos is the Emperor. Thus, even if it is a joke that isn't funny, the nobles under him have to try their best to laugh and follow along. However, they aren't dumb. At the very least, they know that they can't call 'Wumianzhe's' real name directly. Otherwise, it would attract the attention of the true God and the God's Punishment would be sent down.
"Enough, you all can insult us, but you must never slander Lord Wumianzhe! You foolish humans! You all can't even compare to his little finger. "
The ear-piercing screech of the Goblin echoes in the hall. Following which, the entire hall bursts into laughter even louder.
"You are not allowed to laugh, you are not allowed to laugh. I, Yingou.Beyar, forbid you all to laugh!"
However, the more he screams and the more furious he gets, the louder the laughter of the human nobles gets.
"You are not allowed to laugh. Otherwise, I, the almighty country bumpkin God, will punish you all." Seemingly confident in his sense of humour, Dasos pinches his throat and imitates it perfectly, causing the laughter to grow louder and louder. It even lifts the ceiling of the hall and spreads to the outside.
"You … What do you all know, you bunch of short-lived fools! Only when you all turn into ashes will the gaze of the true God turn to you. In front of the Gods, you must know how to be humble. How incredible are you, the ruler of the mortals. In the eyes of the Gods, you are nothing. "
Alright, the Goblin's furious questioning is indeed the truth. However, it has struck the sensitive pride of some people.
"Hmph, at least we are able to live a rich and beautiful life. As for that Sulfur Mountain City? Hehe, if it was really rich, it wouldn't have required you all to use stolen jewels as gifts! Such a place is actually the sacred land of the God of Law? As expected, only a second-rate place can produce such a country bumpkin God. "
The moment Dasos's angry words come out, the entire hall quiets down. Even he hurriedly covers his mouth. Although he didn't mention his real name and the true Gods aren't able to sense it, if this slander were to spread, he and the Ottoman Empire would become the mortal enemies of the Church of the God of Law.
Suddenly, the old dwarf, who had been sleepy all this time, smiled.
"To think that the ruler of the mortal world would dare to slander the Gods of the Heavens. Initially, based on your courage, I would have toasted you and made a bet with you. However, it is a pity that you found the wrong opponent. Yingou, that brat, has always been full of nonsense but this time, he isn't wrong. Compared to Lord Wumianzhe, even if you are compared to the Lord Wumianzhe who is still in the mortal world, you aren't worth as much as his toenails."
"Hmph, I have heard of the deeds of that person. Isn't he just a country bumpkin judge who suddenly received the recognition of the Order Gods and ascended to become a God? It isn't wrong to say that he was lucky enough to step on dog sh * t. "
The battle between the authority of royalty and the authority of the Gods is endless. Obviously, Dasos has no respect for the God of Law. Since he is destined to offend him, what's wrong with offending him a little more?
The scene in front of me makes me surprised. If the Town Security or the judges of the Supreme Court are here to protect my dignity, I wouldn't be surprised at all. However, the bunch of bastards in front of me are perverted Gentlemen who have been beaten up by the Town Security time and time again. Even with my identity as Wumianzhe, I have dealt with them several times. It is one thing for them to not bear a grudge against me, but to think that they would actually speak up for me? Perhaps I should go and have my hearing and sight checked.
"… Perhaps people like you are unable to understand, but the underground world is a true hell. It is completely natural for the weak to die. In a world that is lacking in resources, one can even take someone's life for a cup of water. I am an orphan with nothing. For an unlucky fellow like me, dying in a ditch is the most likely outcome. However, only Sulfur Mountain City would allow a weakling like me to survive. It even gave me a chance to learn architecture and rely on my own two hands to survive. "
"Different from you people who are so rich that you can use jewelry to decorate trees, us unlucky fellows who struggle for our lives know how difficult it is to allow the weak to live on with dignity, to allow the strong to not rely on the flesh and blood of the weak to survive. In this world, the only one who can do it is that lord."
Kabala, who has been silent all this while, says.
"'I dream that one day, my descendants will live in a country that doesn't judge them by their race, but by their character.' These words are carved on the city gates and plaza of Sulfur Mountain City. That year, everyone thought that it was the ramblings of a lunatic. However, that man spent more than a hundred years, bit by bit, to eliminate the prejudice against his race and really achieved this dream. "
"Can you imagine? The kind and benevolent Dark Elf Knight, the peaceful and lazy Undead Warrior, the hardworking and friendly Goblin lad. In Sulfur Mountain City, race isn't important. What is important is what you have done and what you intend to do. "
The old dwarf shakes his wine gourd and drinks half of it in a single gulp.
"O monarch of the mortal world, perhaps you can order your army to fight for you, and let your farmers work for you, but can you not order the ordinary citizens to walk up the city walls of their own volition, to protect the city with everything they have, to throw themselves into a war that is absolutely impossible to win? That man did it, he made the city into a home that all of its citizens are willing to sacrifice everything to protect. "
For some reason, the battle against the Demon Count floats in my mind. Those adorable citizens who took the initiative to walk up the city walls make me smile every time I think about it.
"Hmph, he is just a political expert. As long as I have enough time, I can do it too."
Dasos's face steels, but he still refuses to admit defeat.
But at the same time, the ear-piercing shriek of the Goblin reverberates in the hall once more.
"Emperor of the mortal world, you can see that we fellows aren't good people. A while ago, we were imprisoned in Sulfur Mountain City's jail due to certain matters. Due to the schemes of certain people, the walls of the jail were pushed down but we didn't make use of the opportunity to escape. Do you know why? "
"Hmph, that's because you are cowards."
"Hehe, Old Beard and I are both Gold-rank. Going by the words of you humans, we are Transcendental Masters. But the ones guarding us are at most a few Silver-rank. At our level, we can earn a living wherever we go. Why do we have to obediently stay in that city and be bullied by the juniors? "
The old drunkard laughs. That time, all those who escaped from the jail died. After the incident, it proved that the choice of those who didn't escape was indeed the right one.
"Those who do evil must be punished. Those who are guilty will eventually be judged and only judgment can redeem the sinner. This sentence is hung in front of the stone tablet in the prison, but I'm afraid that people like you won't believe it. However, I can tell you that under that man's rule, this naive sentence has become the axiom of that city. The reason why we chose to stay in the jail is because we believe in that man's words. As long as we complete our punishment, as long as we don't touch the bottom line of evil, we can live openly in that city. "
"As long as we commit a crime, we will be punished. As long as we are innocent, we can live openly. A Gray Dwarf like me isn't welcomed in any of the underground cities and their gazes towards us are filled with suspicion. But in our city, no one will be prejudiced because of race. Emperor of the mortals, may I ask if you can do it? "
"No matter how I put it, as a king, can you give your subjects a happy home where most of them are willing to give up everything for it? If you can't do it, then you can't even be compared to that person's pinky. "
"Hah, old drunkard, how can we do it. Don't you remember what happened to us along the way? If not for us having some tricks up our sleeves, we would have long been 'eradicated of evil' and confiscated all our belongings along the way. "
"Aiyo, that's true. Brother Beyar, I'm starting to miss home. Perhaps, it's time for us to return. "
"Hmph, what 'the greatest king in 300 years', rumors really can't be trusted. He doesn't have the breadth of mind to accommodate others, doesn't have the wisdom to understand others, and is filled with jealousy and prejudice. I think this country will fall in his hands sooner or later. "
"Emperor of the mortals, I know that you pray for immortality because you short-lived emperors are all like that. But, I'm afraid that even if you really become immortal, you will just be a zombie that yearns for the mortal world. You will never be able to compare to that man who sacrificed everything to transform the world with the incarnation of Law. Such a despicable human actually dares to mock the Gods in heaven, mock the incarnation of justice. Should I say that the ignorant are fearless? Or should I say that the shameless are invincible? "
After which, the three of them carry the gunny sack and intend to leave. But this time, they aren't able to leave.
Under a certain person's signal, the two Legends who were lying in ambush in the secret room are already blocking their way.
"Insulting the Emperor in front of him is a crime of disrespect. Lock him up in the dungeon! Let's see if that incarnation of justice of yours will come to save you. "
Looking at Dasos's steely face, I know that it's useless to say anything at this moment.
"Sigh. I have to check up on the information again. Where is the royal dungeon? You are really finding trouble for me. "Even though I say so, for some reason, my mood becomes much better.
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