Arcane splendor begins with the throne

Chapter 44 Argument

"Aha! This cute little bird really hits the nail on the head." Broto snorted angrily, then shook his beard that was vertical to his waist, looked at Duke Swift, and sneered:

"Don't associate us dwarves with elves, they are not my compatriots, you must know that before your human towers came down, the elves' arrows often shot our asses.

Now that humans rule the world, they have begun to compete with us again, grinning and saying: We are compatriots, and we are all ancient races.This son of a bitch, bah!I can stand in whatever line I want. I'm not afraid of anyone. I don't need you to tell me what to do. "

"So, the natives of this world are you dwarves?" the half-goat Mario couldn't help but leaned forward and interjected.

Brian shook his head slightly, obviously not agreeing with the poet's opinion.

However, what interests him the most is the so-called high tower in the dwarves, because he has also heard that human beings were transported here by a high tower 1000 years ago.

As for the specific location of the tower, it is said to be the city of wizards hidden in the Essebra Desert.

Because that is where the tower descended, and the barren desert was also formed due to the sudden descending of the tower, causing the space to collapse into a chaotic dead zone.

Because of this rumor, Brian personally went to the Wizarding City located in the middle of the desert. Unfortunately, just like a spaceship that went to sea to search for elves, he found nothing.

However, he did not ask at this time.

"It's an orc." The silent dwarf suddenly said in a hoarse voice:
"The orcs are the natives of Asno Continent. To be precise, except for the orcs, all intelligent races are colonists. Dwarves and elves have slaughtered orcs on a large scale for territorial sovereignty. Unfortunately, for the last The descending humans made wedding dresses, making them the final winners."

"There is no way, who allowed them to be too numerous." Mario secretly glanced at Duke Sweet, who was inexplicably left alone, and muttered in a low voice.

A dispute between races suddenly turned into a small talk among several people because of Mario's intervention.

"That's because their birth rate is comparable to that of rabbits." Broto glared at Duke Swift maliciously, and said through gritted teeth:

"They don't care about the time, place, or who they are with. They just mess around day and night. As soon as it gets dark, their women will sit on men's laps and their bellies will grow, so history tells me People: In this world, the race that is best at smashing other people's skulls and getting women's bellies is the king, and humans are indeed experts at murder and sex.May the devil and the devil take this self-righteous silver griffin Duke."

The six bearded dwarves laughed without hesitation.

Brian looked at them speechlessly, not finding it that funny at all.

At the same time, it made him suddenly recall the story of a beautiful country in his previous life where the city was once paralyzed after the power went out for 25 hours, and a large number of babies were born 9 months later.

The dwarf curled his lips and said nothing.

Mario wanted to laugh, but suddenly realized something, and immediately looked worriedly at the crow standing on the dwarf's shoulder, combing its feathers with its head down.

"This grass smasher! Let the devil and the devil take the Duke of the Silver Griffin! Take the Duke of the Silver Griffin!" The crow flapped its wings and screamed, its voice loud and piercing.

The crow's scream sounded ominous, causing the dwarves to froze their smiles and looked angrily at the cheering black bird.

The dwarf Gerber, who was completely wrapped in a cloak, raised his eye-catching hooked nose, rolled his eyes at several people, and continued to remain silent.

At the same time, the Duke of Swift, who was on the side, also blushed from embarrassment.

"You damn little bird, you talk badly and have a big mouth. I should really use pliers to pull out your tongue, or stuff a bit into your mouth." Broto the dwarf growled to the crow.

"It's so fucking exciting!" The crow flapped its wings and screamed without showing weakness.

"Enough! Broto!" Duke Swift shouted angrily:

"Be clear where you stand, I have been kind enough to you. Don't forget how the knights of the Amastacia Kingdom clamored: All non-human races are their enemies! They say 'all' And all dwarves, even children. Brotho, you have to be responsible for what you say."

Brian looked at the angry Duke of Silver Griffin in surprise, he really didn't understand what the other party meant by the so-called 'benevolence'.

Is it kindness to non-human races?In his view, it is obviously unlikely.

"Of course I know what I'm doing." The dwarf Broto rubbed his beard and said, "I know very well that the reason why the kingdom of the Thrane dwarves can continue is precisely because we know that we must learn to get along. I knew it years ago.

Hell, I heard from my late grandma that it took us over 300 years to learn to get along with your ambitious neighbors.Our dwarf king naturally does not allow these efforts to be in vain, and strictly restrains the boys not to pursue the freedom and adventure of the elves, otherwise, you will not receive our superior weapons and equipment. "

"Any race can only survive if it knows how to submit, and the end of stubborn resistance will only lead to its own destruction." Duke Swift said calmly.

Brian didn't refute the other party's words, because he knew that no matter what world he was in, these words made sense.

It's like the colonial rule in the Western Age of Discovery in the real world.

"Fucking nonsense!" The dwarf Broto said excitedly: "Don't put gold on your face, we have never surrendered to you humans. The end of stubborn resistance will only lead to self-destruction? Damn devil And the devil, don't make me laugh, it's impossible for such a thing to die, because no one dares to touch our Thrane Kingdom.

I dare say, even if you can send troops to surround the Thunder Rift Valley Mountains, you still dare not step into the valley. Do you know why?Let me tell you: because Thrane is a steel workshop, and it is not the kind of poor quality steel, there are coal mines, gemstones, and mithril fine gold, and the reserves are endless..."

"Thrain also has professional technology and knowledge." The silent dwarf Gerber interjected, "as well as metallurgy, engineering and smelting technology. The huge melting furnace is not a pitiful little furnace like yours."

"That's right! Everyone knows about this." Broto took a sip of strong wine, wiped the wine stains from his beard, and said proudly:
"Everyone knows that our Thrane Kingdom exports the best steel, weapons and armor equipment, including all human kingdoms in Asno Continent, and even the orcs who can pay. If anyone dares to call, I will Our kingdom said: demolish all the workshops, blow up all the mines in the Thunder Rift Mountain Range, and when the time comes, if you humans want to fight again, just take your sticks and find a way.”

"So, it's not us who surrender to you. Economically, it's you who surrender to us." The dwarf Gerberg added in a hoarse voice:
"Just like today's richest 'City of Wealth', Abrera City, has completely belonged to the port city controlled by our non-human race."

"Abrera! Abrera!" the crow screamed excitedly.

(End of this chapter)