Warhammer: Return of the Dragon

Chapter 795 The young dwarf is preparing for the future
  Belegar, who was still a little dizzy after being blasted away by Imrik, had a quarrel with the Pointed-Eared Prince in the office because he was really dissatisfied with the contemptuous attitude, as if he could only count on Caledor to regain the Eight Peaks Mountain. , so I chose to do it myself and let my strength speak for itself.

But he never thought that with the Hammer of Angrond and the Shield of Resistance in his hand, he would not even take twenty moves from Imrik before his turtle shell was broken open and his sword was pointed directly at his helmet. lower eye socket.

He was not surprised that he lost, but the loss was too complete and too fast, which made it difficult for his self-esteem to bear.

He received a very unclear request. He was looking for the Malorian Chamber of Commerce to open a branch in Sartosa. The son of the chief engineer of the Mountain Kingdom, Grim Bloxson, would solve many problems for him.

Belegar, who was wearing a horned helmet, arrived at the island where the Pointed-Eared Merchant Guild gathered via a transfer ship. His nose under the iron mask remained wrinkled, and those strange looks made him very unhappy.

Fortunately, he had someone to guide him, so he didn't need to go to each store to ask where Malorian was. After spending some time, he successfully found his fellow dwarves who were surrounded by a group of humans.

Before he even got close, he heard Bloxson's loud voice, "Buying at a loss, first come first served. Today there is a limit of one thousand muskets, but tomorrow there won't be this number."

He originally wanted to wait until the crowd dispersed before contacting Bloxon. After all, openly talking about the cooperative relationship with the Pointed-Eared Prince in public really made the dwarf feel ashamed.

But the staff member responsible for guiding could not wait any longer. He squeezed through the crowded crowd and came to Bloxon. He said in words without any emotion,

"The prince has a task for you. Engineering consultant Bloxson, come with me."

Bloxson was thinking about refusing, and he was about to buy a lot of gold leaf coins. Who thought about dealing with the Pointy-Eared Prince? Maybe he thought that he was just a consultant, and he really regarded himself as his subordinate.

But as the word "engineering consultant" was spoken, the eyes of the onlookers changed. It turned out that this dwarf was also the engineering consultant of the Dragon Palace. Wouldn't this be more secure?
  The son of the president of the Torrent Pass Project, and with the endorsement of the Caledor Palace, the background of the Malorian Chamber of Commerce is really not simple.

Bloxson, who is already well versed in business, saw the eyes of customers and knew that this was a great opportunity to make the Chamber of Commerce more famous.

So he coughed twice and explained to everyone,
  "Prince Caledor wants to see me, and he seems to be in a hurry. If you need to buy it, you can consult my deputy Isworth. After the matter is resolved, I will explain to you the power of this weapon. "

As everyone expressed understanding and respect, Bloxson jumped off the wooden box, walked out of the counter, and asked the staff to lead the way. He did not believe that Imrik was planning to let him go to the battlefield. Caledon only knew engineering. Technical dwarves only have dragons in their minds.

After bringing Broxon to Belegar, the staff left without saying a word, leaving only the two fellow dwarves staring at him.

Bloxon looked at the iconic Shield of Resistance and the metaphorical rune hammer that could be seen on the waists of his compatriots. He touched his mustache and asked doubtfully,

"Are you... Belegar?"

Belegar nodded, confirmed the engineer's guess, and whispered,
  "Speaking from another place, I hate the feeling of being stared at by a bunch of pointy ears and humans."

Bloxon was very indifferent to this, shrugged and said,
  "As you wish, I'm used to being around a bunch of tall guys, come with me."

After finding a place where no one was disturbed, Bloxson found a barrel of Bergmann No. [-] beer that had already become famous in the Kingdom of Mountains. He personally poured the thick slurry into a wooden cup and held it in front of Bellega. .

He took a sip first. The thick aroma of beer made his throat croak, and he seemed to enjoy it very much.

"Ah. Sure enough, the beer from Gunshan Kingdom is authentic. The beer brewed in Qingyan Port is all horse piss stuff."

After appreciating the beer, Bloxon put the quilt on the wooden table and started talking about business. He looked at Belega who had taken off his horn helmet and looked much older than him.
  "Tell me, Lord of the Angrond clan, what do you want from me, the engineering consultant of the Dragon Palace? If you want to use my connections to seek help from the Torrent Pass Engineering Guild, it may be difficult." Holding the wine glass, his hand trembled unnaturally, but he finally stopped. He had reached this point and didn't care about his face.

The fate of the mountain kingdom may lie in Bafeng Mountain.

His eyes were always staring at the thick beer, as if he was counting the number of foam on it, but his tone of voice was particularly heavy,

"Imric, you should know something about Eight Peaks Mountain."

"Well, Prince Pointed Ears only wants the dragon horn in the treasure house of Eight Peaks Mountain, but the agreement between the late King Erickson and him requires taking care of the Angland clan."

Loosening his grip on the wine glass, Belegar finally raised his head, "He hopes that I will carry out military reforms and arm all the young people of the clan on a permanent basis. From Angland, who used rangers as the main force in the past, to become a An absolute iron army."

Bloxson thought for a moment about Caledor's requirements for the Iron Army. The standard was roughly to be able to block one to five. This ratio was not a competition with the militia, but a comparison with Druchi's regular regiment.

There seem to be only a few garrison regiments that can really do this.

"Whatever I can do, as long as it can help the Angland clan, I will do my best."

The dwarf's promise is very solemn, especially the word help, which means that the other party owes a huge favor.

Because a dwarf who makes a promise will fulfill it at the cost of his life.

Belegar, who understood the value of these words, was inevitably a little moved. It was already difficult for him to find strong supporters in the Mountain Kingdom. Everyone expected the High King to regain the Eight Peaks Mountain, not the Angland clan.

His beard trembled for a moment, and his expression became a little excited, "The Malorian Chamber of Commerce, the Angland clan will accept the employment of the Malorian Chamber of Commerce in the name of guards, and the holder of the chamber of commerce will change from Imric to You, but he still holds part of the ownership and uses this channel to provide arms to the Angland clan."

Would the pointy-eared prince be so kind?
  Bloxon was very puzzled. Although Imric would not ask any questions about the Malorian Chamber of Commerce, providing arms was not a trivial matter.

The products provided to the Angland clan will definitely not be used to deceive humans. What are the minimum requirements of the Iron Army? It must be extremely strong armor.

But no matter where you are, armor is a regulated product. There are many blacksmiths who can shape long swords, but those who dare to shape armor need official recognition.

The Malorian Chamber of Commerce only sells weapons, not armor. This is an unspoken rule. Moreover, the Qingyan Port Military Factory does not have an armor forging place at all. The only solution is the Vaal Anvil.

This makes the elves' efforts to work for the dwarves in vain somewhat unreasonable.

"What conditions did you set? I can get things like light gunpowder weapons through the connections at the Qingyan Port Military Factory, but when it comes to magic equipment, it's not something an engineering consultant can do."

Belegar looked bitter,
  "All the elven items in the treasure house of Bafeng Mountain, as well as the agreement on the Dark Land."

(End of this chapter)