Who says knights can't backstab

Chapter 461 Turtle Dwarves?

"Barin Bringold, that's my name."

"The same surname as the dwarves of Tranquil Ridge?"

Elena's question made the dwarf in front of him calm down, and his face darkened again not long after.He turned his head to look at the girl who opened her mouth in dissatisfaction, but when he saw the sharp-eared boy standing in front of her, he turned back silently.

"Are you the son of the patriarch here?" Cyril asked casually.

"No, I'm his nephew." Balin said sullenly, "I'll take you to see my uncle, but you should be careful not to mention to him the things about the bastards in Tranquility Ridge, and don't mention his son. "

"What's the reason?" Cyril tried to ask, but Crane was already staring at him and making a "shh" gesture, his eyes seemed to say "This is a dwarf's family business, it has nothing to do with you, don't ask."

And indeed, as Kelan wanted to express, Bahrain has already let out a dull cold snort: "Don't ask what you shouldn't ask, human lord, this is our last bottom line-even if we are a peace-loving race, If you provoke our bottom line, we will definitely hit back with a heavy hammer!"

Cyril didn't care about his lackluster threat, and he had already made up a script in his mind that "the son stabs his father in the back, causing him to leave the house in despair".

Then Bahrain basically remained silent, while Cyril and the others observed the camp in the rift valley.

In fact, except for the dwarves in the Maitland Mountains, who chose to develop a new way to live in the mountains in order to resist the wind and snow, most of the dwarves would choose the terrain surrounded by mountains, which is convenient for building their fortresses, easy to defend and difficult to attack.Most of the first half of the Dika mine dwarves' garrisons are lined with sentry towers, and outside the small tent-like barracks are dwarf warriors in training.

Going a little further, they saw the dwelling of the dwarves here - a small bulge protruding from the ground, which looked like an igloo of an Eskimo, or a bunker.Most of its activity space is dug underground, and its actual area is far larger than it appears on the outside.

This is not the time for dinner, but the chimneys of the dwarves' residences are always filled with white smoke, and they are connected to the blacksmith stoves in the dwarves' homes.From time to time, you will see a dwarf pushing a cart of minerals or finished products to another house with a cart, looking extremely busy.

"Have you had any trouble recently?" Cyril asked suddenly, Bahrain staggered, and looked back angrily, only to see the half-elf boy pointing at a breastplate on the cart beside him, " I see that what you build is all military equipment, and you don’t have any foreign trade routes, you can only use it for yourself, don’t you?”

Balin was silent for a moment, and then said sullenly: "So what, what does it have to do with you."

"Of course it has something to do with us. We are neighbors—go southeast out of the Dika Mine. Have you ever heard of Suomi City? That's my territory." Cyril said proudly, "Of course we won't let our neighbors be raped by others." Bully……"

"Who are you talking about being bullied!" Bahrain's voice suddenly increased, and he glared at Cyril angrily, but he didn't draw out his weapon - after all, he didn't even know how he would die in the Under the opponent's sword.

But Cyril had a kind smile on his face, and said cheerfully: "Don't worry, I have many neighbors. Is it possible to say that it is the elves in the Elgin Forest? Of course, I am also happy to help my neighbors to bully people ——But you are a peace-loving race, so it shouldn’t be the case, right?”

"Hmph!" Balin wrinkled his nose and turned his head. "You can talk to the patriarch about this, we are here."

In front of them was a house that didn't look much different from other dwarves' residences, except that the chimney was longer and there was an iron badge with a hammer and a sword on it.

"Uncle, I have brought guests here." Balin knocked on the door, his voice full of respect.He leaned at the door and listened for a while, then opened the door and motioned for Cyril and others to enter.

Cyril bent down, and walked into the door that was too short compared to the height of a human being. Inside the door was a downward step, and the height of the room expanded rapidly. Just a few steps forward, it was already enough for the He stood up straight.

The temperature inside the room was higher than outside, he raised his head and looked at the surrounding walls made of orange bricks and the white walls that were reddened by the light of the stove.The floor of the room is a smooth stone surface, and there is no other furniture in the room except tables and chairs, only piles of ore are piled up against the wall.

"Ding! Ding! Bang!" The sound of hammering was constantly coming from nowhere.

"Uncle, I brought a guest, the lord of the human kingdom." Balin shouted again.

The hammering sound stopped quickly, and then the ore piled up beside them suddenly made a rattling sound.Elena, who was standing by the pile of iron ore, hurriedly jumped away, and saw the wall behind the ore was slowly moving, and then a short but very strong dwarf figure came out from behind the wall.

When Cyril saw this figure for the first time, his breathing couldn't help but stagnate——

He was wearing a set of brass-colored armor, and two teeth of unknown monsters extended from the left and right ends of the helmet, which was very powerful.The face under the helmet was firm and dark, and a pair of blue eyes were looking back and forth between Cyril, Kelan and Alina, and finally landed on Balin.

"Bahrain, is this the lord of the human kingdom you mentioned?"

"Yes, Uncle..."

"Call me patriarch." His voice was so majestic that the air rumbled.

"Yes, patriarch." Balin quickly changed his words.

"But why do I only see an annoying elf, a dwarf who doesn't know where to come from, and a little human girl—you mean this girl is the lord of the human kingdom?" His voice became louder and louder, Cyril even felt that his eardrums were shaking a little bit. He looked at the two people beside him, and they also had uncomfortable expressions on their faces.

"No, Patriarch, it's..."

"Shut your mouth!" The dwarf suddenly yelled violently. In the thunderous roar, he violently pushed to the side, and the ore on that wall was pushed down and scattered all over the ground.

Balin immediately shut his mouth obediently. He seemed terrified, and even took a few steps back, hiding behind Cyril.

However, Cyril was not intimidated by the dwarf's momentum. Instead, he read something interesting from him——

For example, his deep anxiety and his aversion to outsiders.

There is also an inexplicable fear hidden deep under the violence brought about by this anxiety and disgust.

This information is enough for him to find the starting point of the topic.Cyril cleared his throat and was about to speak when a voice beside him rang out first:

"A wood turtle dwarf? Look at your helmet that doesn't match the armor at all, like a dung beetle pushing a snail shell! I think you are a wood turtle!"

(End of this chapter)