Since the dwarves lived in the Ambris Mountains in the west, Brian and Tang En's first stop was the Brussels Iron Mine.
After checking the situation of the mine and encouraging Rogers, Tang En was ready to continue their journey.
"Wait! Wait, brother! "
Brian's face was pale. "Can we walk for the rest of the journey?"
Tang En frowned. "But there's still a long way to go. I'm afraid we'll waste a lot of time walking."
In order to save time, Tang En had carried Brian all the way to the iron mine. After landing, Brian's legs were trembling and he could not walk straight.
Even a mountain dwarf like Brian was afraid of flying, let alone those underground dwarves. As for those dwarven griffin knights in fantasy novels? Haha …
"At least, at least let's rest today!"
Brian led the way while gasping for breath. "Wait for me to recover. I'll be better tomorrow …"
So Tang En could only let him be. Just like that, the two walked for a while and flew for a while. After three days, they finally saw the first dwarf village.
What was worth mentioning was that, not long after leaving the Brussels Iron Mine, Tang En discovered that on the other side of the mine, there was a large white clay mine with considerable reserves. This discovery instantly gave Tang En the idea of firing porcelain.
Especially the toilet …
He could not stand the evil squatting in the toilet!
"This is Slag Village."
"Slag Village is the closest village to the human world. Occasionally, they would trade with some adventurers who ventured deep into the Ambris Mountains. Perhaps we can try to recruit some dwarves here." Brian said as he looked at the dwarven village hidden on the hillside from afar. "Slag Village is the closest village to the human world. They would occasionally trade with some adventurers who venture deep into the Ambris Mountains.
Tang En's expression was very strange. It was obviously a normal recruitment job, but when Brian said that, it felt strange.
The two did not hesitate and went straight to the village.
"Who's there!?"
As soon as they approached the village, the two of them were discovered by the guards.
"Hey! Don't be nervous, brother! I'm Brian! "
Brian hurriedly shouted. "He's my friend!"
"Brian … Brian!?"
The guards' eyes suddenly widened. "Isn't this Brian who went missing a few years ago? Did you go to the human world?! "
Of course, Brian wouldn't say that he was imprisoned by the bandits. He smiled proudly and said, "Of course! My friend is a human lord, and I'm now the chief blacksmith of his territory! "
After recognizing Bryan, the guards immediately opened the door and let them in. As for Tang En's identity as the Feudal Lord … they did not care.
However, because of Tang En's human identity, the guards decided to send them to the elders.
"We thought you were killed in the forest. Elder Durum was sad for a while."
"That old thing will be sad?"
Brian's face was filled with disdain. "Is he sad about the few barrels of good wine that I stole?"
The dwarf guard nodded. "That's right. Elder Durum wept bitterly at your funeral. I'm afraid he felt that he would never have the chance to take back the wine you stole."
"In your dreams … Wait!?"
Brian noticed Tang En's strange look and suddenly came back to his senses. "What did you just say? Funeral? My funeral!? "
"Yes, the elder thought you were killed by a magical beast, so he decided to hold a funeral for you in the village."
"That old bastard! He must be cursing me on purpose! "
Brian was furious, but at this time, he suddenly found the atmosphere a little strange, so he asked, "Hey, brother, why does the atmosphere in the village look so tense? What happened? "
The dwarf guard said casually, "Nothing big. Recently, the magical beasts in the forest have been a little restless, especially a while ago. I don't know why they went crazy and rushed to attack the village, so we have increased our vigilance these days."
Seeing that he was not nervous, Brian didn't take it seriously.
Tang En was a little embarrassed. He could roughly guess the reason for the magical beasts' abnormalities. It was probably related to the collective awakening of Ellington a few days ago. In order to help them awaken their talents, Tang En gathered all the nearby elements and magic to Ellington. Magical beasts that were sensitive to elements and magic were easily stimulated, so …
Of course, he wouldn't say this out loud.
"Well, Elder Durum's house is still there. You can go there yourselves. I'm going back."
The architectural style of the dwarves was completely different from that of humans. Dwarven buildings that adhered to the rough and primitive style were mostly built with rocks and trees. They rarely used mud to fill the gaps, so they looked very primitive.
However, in this rough and primitive style, all kinds of exquisite iron tools were responsible for the decorative function, and almost every house had an anvil placed at the door.
It was rare to see swords here. Most of them were warhammers. Heavy warhammers could not only be used as weapons for dwarves, but they could also be used as forging hammers. Therefore, when a dwarf reached adulthood, the first test they received was to forge a suitable warhammer.
This also led to more than 90% of the dwarven warriors being warhammer messengers.
Only some non-mainstream dwarves would use two-handed heavy swords or battle axes.
"This old thing will definitely go crazy when he sees me …"
Brian muttered as he knocked on the door, and Tang En silently took a few steps back.
"I'm coming, I'm coming. You little guys don't know how to respect the elderly. Can't you let me rest for a bit?
There's another one … "An old dwarf nagged as he opened the door, and the moment he saw Brian, he froze and stopped talking abruptly.
Brian grinned, "Hey, Elder Durum."
"You, you … Brian …"
Turbid tears appeared in Elder Durum's eyes.
Then Brian punched him and scolded, "You old bastard! I'm not dead yet! "
Durum, who looked old and weak, dodged Brian's fist in an instant and swung his crutch at Brian, "You damn bastard! If you're not dead, spit out my barrels of wine! "
"Clang!" Brian blocked the crutch with his warhammer. "If you want compensation, you have to defeat me first. And what the hell is my funeral?"
Hearing the crisp sound, Tang En found that the crutch in Durum's hand was actually made of fine iron. He immediately broke out in a cold sweat. Was this really the Prandal fighting race?
"That's because this old man didn't want to see your soul fly away, so I guided your soul back home. You should thank me for letting you return to the embrace of the Goddess!"
"Do you want me to hold a funeral for you so that your soul can thank me?"
"Don't worry about it. I'll definitely live longer than you!"
"Hey! Take my hammer, you old bastard! "
"Little bastard, take my crutch!"
Durum didn't fall behind at all, whether it was his mouth or his hands. He fought with Brian, and the tinkling sounds attracted the attention of many dwarves, but after a glance, they didn't care and went back to their homes.
Tang En's eyes twitched. Was this the daily life of a fighting race?
The two dwarves, one old and one young, fought for more than half an hour. They fought from one end of the village to the other and back again, panting and staring at each other. Neither of them was willing to lower their heads and admit their mistakes.
"That …"
Tang En looked at the sky. If he let them continue fighting, it would waste a lot of time. He stepped forward and bowed to Elder Durum. Then he took out a bottle of New Moon Wine and handed it to him, "Elder, I apologize for Brian's rudeness. This bottle of New Moon Wine made by the elves is his compensation for stealing your beer."
Elder Durum took the wine and subconsciously repeated, "New Moon Wine?"
"New Moon Wine?!"
"New Moon Wine?!"
The doors of several houses around suddenly opened, and several dwarves heard the news and rushed out in an instant, glaring at Elder Durum like a tiger eyeing its prey.
Elder Durum was shocked, "What do you want to do? I'm telling you, this bottle of wine is Brian's compensation! Don't even think about it! "
Perhaps worried that the dwarves would really rush up and take the wine, Elder Durum rushed back to his house without saying a word. After hiding the wine, he came out with peace of mind.
"Mm, hello, human. I can feel your kindness. Tell me why you're here."
Elder Durum said with a serious face, "You want us to forge armors for you? Or weapons? For the sake of that bottle of wine, I will seriously consider it. "
Tang En didn't say it directly. Instead, he smiled and said, "I heard that the people of the earth like to drink beer. I thought you wouldn't like the gift I took out."
"We don't like to drink New Moon Wine."
Elder Durum smiled slyly, "But you humans like it. I remember a human adventurer said that this wine is very popular among humans. It's worth ten thousand gold coins. With these gold coins, I can make a lot of good wine …"
Damn! Who said the dwarves were honest? Stand up and I promise I won't kill him!
After chatting with Elder Durum for a while, Tang En felt that the atmosphere was about right. He said, "Actually, the reason I came here is not to ask you to help me forge armor or weapons …"
"Well, I can see that too. If you just need armor and weapons, Brian, that little bastard, can solve it."
Brian was furious, "Who are you scolding, old bastard!"
"I'm scolding you, little bastard!"
After Durum finished scolding, he smiled at Tang En and said, "Sorry, human lord, this little bastard must have caused you a lot of trouble. I hope you can be more tolerant. As a different race, it's very difficult to live in human society."
Tang En smiled and said, "Of course, I can feel your care for him."
"Bullshit!"
"Nonsense!"
Brian and Durum shouted in unison, then glared at each other. They crossed their arms and snorted coldly, turning their faces away from each other.
That's why I said …
Tang En was speechless. The arrogant bearded dwarf was not cute at all!
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