Something's wrong with my undead

Chapter 104 The painting style of the dwarf

The eagle holds its head at the foot of the mountain.

The north wind blows along this road from Panshi Town to Yingxian Mountain. From north to south, the terrain gets higher and higher.

The trees swayed and rustled on both sides of the road that could accommodate two horses and carriages.

A dwarf statue stood quietly.

It has a thick and short body, thick eyebrows and beard, and the iconic eagle-winged dome helmet.

Standard eagle-winged dwarf.

Frey looked at the statue with a hint of envy in his eyes.

He is 45 years old and his past dream was to cross this line.

Now that it's over, I feel mixed emotions.

Behind him stood twenty young men no more than one and a half meters tall, each standing like an iron tower.

These are all hunters of his own race that he carefully selected, just for that damn elemental trial.

"Why is Chief Frey sighing?"

Simon next to him said with a smile: "The dwarves of Yingxian Mountain asked for help from the noble tribe. This is a rare thing in so many years. You should be happy."

Frey glanced at him: "The children of the earth will think of us mixed-blood bastards when they need someone to kill them."

"That's not what I said."

Simon glanced behind Frey and said with a smile:

"According to the rules of the Elemental Trial, if you pass, you can become the leader of the Eagle Wing Dwarves. You have twenty people, so you have plenty of opportunities."

He suddenly came closer and whispered: "Twenty lives are exchanged for the favor of those dwarves. Isn't this a very profitable deal?"

Frey reached out to grab the opponent's collar, which was close at hand, but Simon dodged it in advance.

He dusted off the non-existent dust on his collar and chuckled:

"So I despise your hypocrisy. This kind of hypocrisy will only increase costs and will not increase benefits. After all, your tribe does not surround you because of your nobility, but because you can bring them enough gold coins. "

Frey was about to get angry when the sound of a carriage came from behind.

"I kept you waiting, my guards are here."

Simon said in a light voice.

But soon, the smile disappeared from his face.

He saw a carriage bearing the emblem of Viscount Severn approaching slowly.

When Heine got out of the car with the three skeletons, Simon showed a rare hint of surprise.

"What is Naga doing? Is this my...bodyguard?"

...

Heine got off the carriage and smiled warmly at Simon.

"Long time no see, Mr. Simon."

"Long time no see indeed."

Simon also forced a smile.

When the two shook hands, there was no deep hatred at all just from the look in their eyes.

Simon: "I didn't expect that the person sent by Naga would be Your Excellency."

Heine smiled: "When I saw your name, I knew I had to come."

When he saw him saying such words with a smile, Simon suddenly felt like he was being targeted by a wild beast, and a chill ran down his back.

He cleared his throat and pretended to be calm: "You can go into the mountain now. Let's talk while we walk. I'll briefly introduce the situation."

"it is good."

Heine glanced at Frey.

The expression of the mountain leader was not much better.

After all, it was he and Jones who jointly gave the Roaring Mercenary Group the commission.

Recently he heard that Jones had turned to Lord's House.

Now it seems to be true.

And the reason behind all this is Mr. Naga.

Frey finally understood why Naga stayed in the Lord's Mansion for so long before coming out.

What benefits are shared equally, what rain and dew are shared equally.

It's all farts.

When people in the Lion King don't want to share the cake, they will just kick everyone off the table.

……

This request for help was initiated by the eagle-winged dwarves on Eagle's Head Mountain.

But he did not seek help from other more powerful dwarf tribes in the south, or even went directly to Sky City.

They turned to the mountain people for help.

The reason is simple. Their elemental trials, which had been suspended for more than years, have been restarted.

Because firecrackers and magic firearms were popularized in the clan a thousand years ago, and now that technology is rampant, no one is learning primitive wind elements, archery and hunting skills anymore, so there is no need to pass the trial at all.

That group of people may not even know how to draw a bow after entering.

So I had to ask the people from Lion King Trading Company to hire people from the mountain people.

As we all know, if such primitive hunters still exist in the world, they only exist in two places.

The Elf Settlement and the Mekara Mountains.

So Frey arrived with twenty cannon fodder.

As an intermediary, Simon needs a bodyguard.

So Heine came with his skeleton.

After all, he also has the identity of being Naga's informant in the Lord's Mansion.

This line is to be included in the report.

Half an hour later, the group met the host of the trip.

A bearded dwarf wearing steampunk-style brass goggles was standing at the intersection.

He wore a studded leather breastplate and a mohawk like a rock singer.

This style of Heine looks like some old people’s phones on the subway.jpg

Zhu Sheep couldn't help complaining: "Every time I watch the dwarves appear on the stage, I feel like I'm on the wrong set. Why does such good magic technology need to be covered with a layer of brass?"

Teacher Xia: "Don't you think this is cool? Steampunk!"

Catching Sheep: "Huh? Is this cool?"

Teacher Xia: "People from the Northeast, review and review, is this cool or not?"

Wei Dianyuan: "Why are you two arguing about that thing? Can anyone give me accurate information? Is the clothes he is wearing a chain armor or a leather armor?"

The sheep catcher was shocked: "No, brother, we just met, why are you already thinking about picking up?"

Wei Dianyuan: "He's wearing those glasses to look at us. In the game, he's just going into battle. Why don't we give him a memory?"

Teacher Xia: "Calm down, Brother Wei, he's just wearing glasses and hasn't tested his combat effectiveness yet."

Wei Dianyuan: "You don't understand, the dwarves are all the same. When I went to Cangqiong City to build the floating city, I was bullied all day long. After I was cleaned up, I was so docile.

"Look at me later...no, watch my actions, don't give him face, you have to do it for him first, so you don't have to do this or that later."

...

Does it turn out that dwarves have this kind of personality?

Before Heine could figure out how to deal with it, the other party cast an unfriendly look at him.

Heine is a standard "pure human".

"Hey Simon, did you bring a redneck here on purpose to make me break the rules and get punished?"

The other person's voice sounded like a Brooklyn black man inhaling laughing gas, high-pitched and fast.

But as soon as he finished speaking, a black and thick shadow javelin was firmly planted at his feet.

This is the "Ice Spear Skill·Shadow Version" that Brother Wei learned from the gladiatorial arena.

Shadow javelin!

The dwarf's reaction was not slow, and he almost instinctively pulled out a thick brass water pipe-like fire gun from his back.

The dark muzzle was instantly aimed at Heine, but the sheep-catching shield had already been thrown over.

boom!

The gunshot was dull, and the chopping board was instantly knocked away, leaving a deep black dent on it.

At the same time, the dwarf made a tactical roll to avoid another extremely fast shadow arrow.

But the moment he stood up, his body suddenly tensed up.

He slowly put down the gun in his hand and slowly stood up with his hands raised.

A dagger was pressed against his neck.

And a gloved bone hand pressed against his metal belt without warning, blocking his ability to activate the thruster.

"Don't get me wrong, I don't mean any harm, and...and it was you who did it first! Simon! Take care of your people!"

Simon was dumbfounded.

He initially wanted to explain a few words to Heine, but who could have imagined that the situation would change in an instant.

He had to reorganize the language of persuasion and changed it to persuasion Heine.

"Mr. Heine, he is Bronze Mirror, our employer this time... not an enemy."

"Oh."

Heine responded calmly.

He snapped his fingers and said nothing.

Teacher Xia: "What do you mean by snapping your fingers?"

Zhu Sheep: "Just think that he wants you to come back."

Teacher Xia: "Holy shit... wow, he's so good at pretending. I can't stand someone who can pretend better than me!"

Even though he said that, he still put away the dagger and dived obediently.

Wei Dianyuan: "I have a question, why don't you just walk back every time and insist on diving in?"

Teacher Xia: “Because it looks more handsome this way!”

...

Catching the sheep retrieved the shield.

Bronze Mirror also picked up the firecracker from the ground and hung it back on his back.

He glanced at Heine. As expected, he had no hatred and was much more honest.

It seems that he also knew that the first javelin was purely a demonstration. If he really took action, he would go to others.

"Well done."

Heine used psychic skills to praise each one.

Teacher Xia: "Hey, he praised me."

Zhu Sheep: "Actually, he even praised me. He even asked me if I wanted a shield."

Wei Dianyuan: "Indeed."

Teacher Xia: "?? It's boring."