Legendary Beastmaster Zhang Deshuai

In the tent of the camp, the Elf Queen Eluvia hurriedly walked, her mind heavy, and was eagerly looking for Zhang Deshuai. Finally, she found Zhang Deshuai who was deep in thought in a quiet corner.

Eluvia walked forward, and Zhang Deshuai noticed her coming. He raised his head with a questioning look in his eyes.

Elvia said straight to the point: "Zhang Deshuai, I have something important to tell you. The news brought by the dwarf messenger just now makes me feel worried."

Zhang Deshuai looked focused and listened carefully to what Eluvia said.

Eluvia continued, "Although the dwarf messenger claimed that their king was seriously ill, causing the soldiers to be stationed at the border just for defense, we have not yet received any definite news that the dwarf king is seriously ill. This may be a conspiracy, or it may be the real situation, we cannot be sure. Therefore, I would like to ask you to go to the Dwarf King's City to inquire."

Zhang Deshuai frowned slightly, thought for a moment and said, "Your Majesty, this is not an easy task."

Elvia's eyes were full of expectation and trust: "I know this is difficult, but I believe in your ability. Besides, humans and dwarves have always had business dealings. If you go, it will be easier for you to blend in and it will be less likely to arouse suspicion."

Zhang Deshuai looked at Elvia's worried eyes, and a sense of responsibility surged in his heart. He nodded: "In that case, Your Majesty, I agree to your request."

A trace of relief appeared on Elvia's face. "That's great, Zhang Deshuai. Let's exchange magic contact information. If anything happens, we can communicate in time."

The two then cast magic, leaving special magic marks on each other's palms so that they could transmit information at any time.

The next day, Zhang Deshuai carefully prepared himself, checked his weapons and equipment, prepared enough food and water, and studied the route to the Dwarf King's City and the situations he might encounter.

Finally, everything was ready. Zhang Deshuai rode on his majestic Qilin and headed for the Zahara Basin. Along the way, he slept in the open and kept on riding.

When he arrived at the Zahara Basin, he was surprised to see the vast poplar forests, various animals, and magical beasts. But he had no time to stop and walked straight to the entrance to the Dwarf King's City - the Stone Heart City.

There were dwarf guards standing guard at the entrance. Zhang Deshuai took a deep breath, adjusted his expression, and tried to make himself look like an ordinary businessman.

He stepped forward and said to the guard: "Dear guard, I am a businessman from afar. I heard that there are many precious commodities in the Stone Core City, so I came here to seek business opportunities."

The guard looked him up and down, with a hint of suspicion in his eyes: "What business are you, a human, doing in our Dwarf King City?"

Zhang Deshuai took out some exquisite human handicrafts from the package calmly and said, "I brought some special products of our human race. I believe there will be a market for them in the Heart of Stone City. Moreover, I also hope to purchase some exquisite products of the dwarves and bring them back to the human world."

The guard looked at the artifacts with a hint of interest in his eyes, but he still said, "Wait, I'll go report it."

Zhang Deshuai waited anxiously at the door, praying secretly in his heart that he could enter the royal city smoothly.

After a while, the guard came back and said, "Go in, but you must follow our rules and don't cause trouble."

Zhang Deshuai hurriedly thanked him, then walked into the Dwarf King City - the Heart of Stone City with firm steps. He knew that the real challenge had just begun.

The moment Zhang Deshuai stepped into the Rock Heart City, he was deeply shocked by the scene before him. This royal city was like a huge steel behemoth, majestically embedded in the center of a huge mountain, perfectly interpreting the meaning of the name "Rock Heart City".

He looked up and saw the towering city walls made of heavy steel plates, with complex and mysterious runes engraved on the surface, flashing a cold light. These runes are not only decorations, but also powerful defensive magic arrays, providing an indestructible barrier for the city. On the city walls, the dwarf guards held huge battle axes and hammers, watching every move outside the city vigilantly. Their resolute eyes seemed to announce to the outside world: Any enemy who dared to invade this city would suffer a heavy blow.

And his inner thoughts were, why are the elves always at a disadvantage? Look at their castles, and then look at their tree houses. Oh! I really don't know how they haven't been exterminated.

Walking into the city, Zhang Deshuai found that the streets were spacious and clean, also paved with steel, reflecting dazzling light in the sun. The houses on both sides of the street were also built of steel, with a rough and practical style. Each building showed the exquisite craftsmanship and powerful strength of the dwarves. Some of the roofs of the houses were still emitting wisps of green smoke, which was a proof of the hard work of the dwarf craftsmen in the house.

The streets were bustling with people. The laughter and noise of the dwarves filled the entire space. A group of dwarves were making a loud noise at the door of a tavern, holding huge goblets filled with fragrant beer. One of the dwarves, with a red face, shouted at the top of his voice: "I won't go home until I'm drunk today!" The others laughed along, then raised their heads and drank the beer in their cups.

Not far away, a group of dwarf women sat together, knitting sweaters and chatting about family matters. Their laughter was crisp and hearty, full of the breath of life.

In a square, a group of dwarf youths were dancing happily. Their dance steps were powerful and orderly, accompanied by cheerful music, and they fully released their enthusiasm. Zhang Deshuai noticed that one of the dwarf boys was dancing particularly vigorously, with pride and happiness on his face, as if the whole world was at his feet.

Zhang Deshuai continued walking and saw a blacksmith shop. The blacksmith was standing in front of the furnace, hammering a piece of red-hot iron vigorously. His muscles were tense and sweat was pouring down like rain, but his eyes were full of concentration and passion. Every hammering seemed to have a rhythm, and the iron block gradually turned into an exquisite weapon under his hands.

Passing by a shop, Zhang Deshuai saw that it was filled with all kinds of dwarven products. There were exquisite jewelry, sharp swords, sturdy armor, and various ingenious mechanical devices. The owner was a fat dwarf who was enthusiastically introducing his products to customers. His eloquent eloquence and confident look made people want to buy his things.

Zhang Deshuai couldn't help but sigh that the dwarves are really passionate, generous and resolute. They love life and are good at enjoying the present, but when faced with difficulties and challenges, they can stand up without hesitation and defend their homeland with their courage and strength.

This steel city built in the center of the mountains is not only the residence of the dwarves, but also a symbol of their spirit. It shows the wisdom and creativity of the dwarves, as well as their love of life and confidence in the future.

Zhang Deshuai knew that it was not easy to get the real news about the Dwarf King's serious illness in such a vibrant and powerful city. But he was also infected by the spirit of the dwarves, and a firm belief surged in his heart: no matter how great the difficulties were, he would complete the task assigned to him by the Elf Queen.