I Killed the Dragon

Mount Bruno, one of the two large mountains around the ice castle, is rich in minerals. After confessing that the witches ruled here, it became the territory of the dwarves.

Inside the belly of the mountain, lights are hung on both sides of the passage, illuminating the entire space of the belly of the mountain.

In Narnia's night, the moon has not appeared for a long time, and outside the dwarf territory, it is basically pitch black.

At this moment, a handsome young man in a thick windbreaker walked step by step from the snow with a wooden stick. When he was about to reach the entrance of the cave, a dwarf finally found him.

"Who? Stop!" Two dwarves, about one meter or so, jumped out and stared at the handsome young man fiercely. The sharp dagger in his hand pointed at his chest without any scruples.

The handsome young man had a few erected **** things on his head, and his hands holding wooden sticks were like sharp claws, but these still couldn't conceal his handsome face and dusty temperament.

"Two friends of the dwarf race, I'm a friend of Elder Ente. If you have something to do with your Elder Ente, please let me know."

Gray didn't mention Trekkers, because the other party said it, because the Treants didn't deal with the White Witch, and the White Witch had always been very dissatisfied with them. At this time, mentioning their names was completely asking for trouble.

That's right, Gray was finally persuaded by Sykes and came to find the dwarf for help.

Because it's not just tree people, Gray learned that many races in Narnia take oath very seriously, because this land can hear the voice of the swearer and respond.

Swearing in the name of race is the most important thing.

No one will break their oath, because that kind of consequence is definitely not what they want.

Sykes can swear for this dwarf, showing that this dwarf is indeed as he said, is extraordinary and trustworthy.

The two dwarves looked at him up and down and exchanged a few words in a low voice. One of them hummed at him, "Wait."

After speaking, a dwarf was left looking at him, and he turned and walked into the belly of the mountain.

"My name is Gray, how do I call my friend?" Gray took the lead in releasing kindness.

But the dwarf glanced sideways at him, raising his dagger high, and ignored him.

"Have you held it for so long, isn't your hand sour? Do you want to take a break?" Gray said again after a while.

After ten minutes, the dwarf who had entered before came out with an old dwarf with gray hair.

"Who are you?" The old dwarf stared when he saw Gray, and asked in full anger.

The soldier was talking about his friend, but he knew very well that he didn't know the guy in front of him, and when he thought about being so old and tossed, Ente was instantly angry.

"Mr. Ente, don't be angry. I'm a friend of Sykes. He asked me to come to you." Gray explained quickly.

Among strangers, the first impression is very important. If the first impression is bad, then nothing will go smoothly.

And what a friend introduces will always make people feel a little closer.

Sure enough, when the old dwarf heard Sekes's name, his face became more relaxed, he looked up and down a few times, and nodded, "Come with me."

After being confirmed by the elders, the two dwarves didn't stop them anymore, and let Gray followed Ente in.

"That old fellow Sekes is okay." Walking in the tunnel into the mountainside, Ente asked for news of Sekes as soon as he opened his mouth, and his tone was the same as that of an old friend.

From this point, it can be seen that Sekes’ words have a lot of credibility, and he is indeed someone who Sekes is willing to swear.

Gray nodded. "Mr. Sekes is okay."

"Yes, I haven't seen it in more than ten years. With the vitality of the human race, this old guy must not die."

Ente sighed and asked, "Where is the old guy now?"

"Mr. Ente don't worry, he said he will come to see you soon." Gray smiled softly.

Ente smiled with satisfaction, "Okay, then I'll wait for him, then tell me, what do you want to build? In addition to building things, he will not introduce others to you. Say ok first, although you are that Friends of the old guy, but I won’t give you a discount. I can provide the materials, but you still have to pay for what you should pay."

Ente finished talking like a gun and turned his head to look at Gray.

"Of course, I dare not take advantage of you. I brought the materials myself, and I will pay for the money. Moreover, you shouldn't need to do it. I just want to borrow your equipment." Gray said directly, lest people prepare to do it. You come and I will do it myself, isn't that disgusting?

"Don't worry, if the materials are brought, the craftsmanship is not expensive. I can also ask my grandson to make it for you. My grandson's skills are now seven points of my level. What do you want to make?" Ente said very understanding. , He thought Gray was afraid of not having enough money.

"It's not very convenient here. Go to your workshop and talk about it." Gray looked at the dwarves walking around at any time and whispered.

Ente didn't force it. He knew that his friend was a witch, and this might be the same. Some things are not suitable to say here.

Of course, he knew that Gui knew, but he wouldn't say it, pretending to be just a normal customer.

There are a lot of things made by the dwarves. The things of the dwarves are well-known boutiques. Many things in Narnia are made by the dwarves.

Of course, many other human races have their own workshops, which can be self-sufficient, but the technology is not as good as the dwarf race, and the finished product is not sophisticated enough.

The two came to the place that belonged to this elder Ente, "I can say now, what do you want to build?"

"Magic props, I want to create a batch of magic props!"

Ente's old face suddenly sank, and he looked at him with a bad look, "Are you kidding me?"

Gray didn't say much, he stretched out his hand at the old man's forge, and the flame inside suddenly soared, turning into a flame dragon and flying out.

"you are···"

"Yes, he is a magician." A tree stump slowly emerged from the ground, "Long time no see, Ente, my old friend."

"Asshole, you are not dead yet?"

"The obvious thing, I can live for hundreds of years." Sekes shrugged, "This matter will trouble you today, we don't have complete equipment, and you have the best in Narnia, I Just let him come to you."

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Narnia gave them unique conditions and deprived them of a certain part of their traits, so that few of them could master magic.

"Yes, I can lend you things to use." Ente agreed without thinking.

He really doesn't know how to make magic props, and no one in the entire dwarf race can make them. What they make is just fine mortal weapons.

It is said that the last time there were magic props made by the dwarves, or the white witch personally came and used countless precious materials to create her ice crown, which is a symbol of her power in Narnia.

"Thank you for your help, Mr. Ente." Gray took out a handful of gold coins. "I looked at your device. I am a little unfamiliar. I may have to trouble you for help later. I will give you a hand. Will not offend you?"

"It doesn't matter, I would also like to see how the magic props are made." Old Ente took the gold coins unceremoniously and put them in his pocket calmly.

"Okay, time is running out, so let's start preparing now."

"I think we should sleep for a while, and then replenish our energy before doing it. No matter what we make, it is a very energy-consuming thing." Ente suggested, "Of course, I can guarantee that no one will disturb you. ."

Although Old Ente wanted to see how to make magic props right away, he had self-knowledge and didn't have enough energy to stick to it.

Gray looked at the bracelet, and there was a number on it. It was indeed getting late now, and it was really impossible to let the old man stay up late with him.

According to Sykes, Old Ente is over sixty years old, and his body can't stand it.

Gray smiled apologetically, "It's true that I didn't think well, so I will prepare first and start tomorrow."