Broad World

　　 Gray dwarves are basically similar to other dwarves, but there are some differences. For example, dark vision sees farther, fears glare, strengthens the body, is immune to alchemical toxins, and gains two spell-like abilities "invisibility" and "magnification" as adults. Very few individuals have even evolved spiritual anomalies. can.

　　 Of course, all of this was not obtained for no reason, but was born after a long period of slavery and under various brutal experiments.

　　 The city of Orindore, the heart-reaver city in the gloomy region, is considered the birthplace of the existing gray dwarves. According to the legend of the gray dwarves, the Durga tribe was exiled by other dwarves thousands of years ago, and later they were enslaved by the Mind Reaver and became a member of the slave army.

　　The mind-savers hope to create a loyal slave to them. After countless generations of experimentation, the Durga dwarves have gradually become a new subspecies of the dwarves. But in the end the gray dwarves got rid of their mind control and fled from Oringdor City. They have not forgotten these histories and trained their soldiers with tactics specifically designed to deal with the mind-severs.

　　 Under the influence of the Mind Demon, the gray dwarves became very evil, cruel and cunning, and became the second most powerful race in the ground after the dark elves. They once formed a brief alliance with each other and waged war on the surface elves together, but with the end of the war, this alliance ceased to exist.

　　 It can be said that the gray dwarves are surprisingly similar to the dark elves. They are also expelled by their own cousins. They also hate all other intelligent creatures except themselves, and they also have very powerful talents. The only difference is that they are more willing to abide by order, so most of the gray dwarves are evil and lawful, and they are slightly easier to get along with than chaotic dark elves.

　　Although these evil dwarves have a bad reputation, they are the only ones that can walk through the lairs of the Mind Reaver, the Underground Gnomes, the Dark Elves, and even the Beholder, buying and selling all kinds of scarce supplies. Intelligent creatures that make a lot of profits.

There are some powerful gray dwarf caravans who can sometimes do business on the surface, and reach mutually beneficial agreements with some great nobles and evil forces, and use unique slaves, precious metals, gems, high-quality weapons and armors in the ground. Wait for some specialty products. Exchange for food, wine, magic scrolls, bacon and other goods on the ground.

　　 After all, underground, food is always the scarce material. none of them. All caravans that can establish stable trade with the surface will undoubtedly grow rapidly, and sometimes even the ruler of a city has to rely on them.

　　 Carrig is a two-hundred and fifty-year-old gray dwarf in his prime. Since he was about forty years old, when his beard hadn't grown up, he followed the caravan in the dark and dangerous places. Now he is the leader of an independent caravan, a cautious operator of his own business.

　　 I have to say that this guy hasn't died because of various dangers and accidents for more than two hundred years in such a dangerous dark area. It can be called an incredible miracle.

　　 After so many years of running around, he summed up a set of experience in life:

　　 The first one is to never proactively cause trouble, and never wave a weapon if you can spend money to solve it.

　　 The second article is to treat everyone fairly, because you never know what the other person will look like in a few years.

　　 Article third, life is the most important thing in any situation. Money and goods can be earned again, but if life is gone, no amount of money can be spent.

　　 is relying on this set. Carrige started from nothing when he was two hundred years old. In just 50 years, he saved a large number of possessions, and even formed a guard team of more than ten people. In this area is also considered a small reputation.

　　 Suddenly, he spotted the succubus standing in the middle of the road right in front, and quickly raised his hand to signal the convoy to stop. All the gray dwarf warriors erected their shields and drew their weapons to stand in front of the Rothmon, forming a thin wall of humans, carefully watching the front, neither actively attacking nor showing any weakness.

　　 Demons may be able to frighten most surface creatures, but they are not uncommon in the gloomy regions. There are often channels connected to the lower planes in the deepest part here, so it is normal to encounter a few occasionally. Especially in front of him was a succubus with not strong fighting ability. So although the gray dwarves are a bit nervous, they are not afraid.

　　 The two sides stayed in a stalemate for a while. Caravan leader Carrig found that the demon in front of him had no intention of launching an attack, so he boldly took two steps forward. One hand stroking his chest and bowed slightly: "Honorable lady, why are you blocking our way? If you can, if you can get away, I am willing to offer some merchandise as a gift."

"Huh! Keep your goods, the master and his companions are resting in front, and no strangers are allowed to approach for the time being." Said Nesis threateningly waved the flame whip in his hand twice, and stroked in the air. Two orange-red welts appeared, and they looked powerful.

　　 She originally planned to launch a direct raid and slaughter the caravan in front of her. However, the number of people who took a closer look at the opponent unexpectedly exceeded ten, and all of them were gray dwarf warriors, so they decisively gave up this idea and turned to threats with words.

　　 "Master?" Carrig keenly noticed the word, squinted his eyes and looked behind the succubus, and instantly found the hut standing beside the road.

　　 With many years of business experience, he immediately understood what was going on, bowed again and asked without hesitation: "Beautiful lady, do you know if I am honored to be able to meet your host?"

Nesis sneered, and relentlessly mocked: "Only you? A lowly gray dwarf is worthy of meeting the owner? Don't dream! Get out of the way! If you disturb the owner's rest, I promise you will be right away. Experience the cruelest way to die in the world."

　　 Seeing that the negotiation failed, Carrig sighed helplessly and said to the succubus: "Okay, then we will camp here first, and wait for your master to rest. Isn't this the head office?"

"Huh! Whatever. Remember, if the noise you make accidentally awakens the master, one of them counts as one, so don't even want to leave here alive." After Naxis said this cruel remark, he rushed towards the little girl behind the rock The devil beckoned, then turned back to the door of the hut.

　　 The combination of the demon and the devil instantly thundered all the gray dwarves in the caravan, especially Carrig who was standing at the forefront. He grew up and muttered in a low voice: "Damn it! Is it because my eyes are dazzled or the world is crazy. The demons have started to cooperate with the demons. Is the end of the world coming?"

　　 "Head, what should we do now?" Another gray dwarf warrior leaned forward and asked in a low voice.

　　 "What else can I do? Set up camp and wait for it! Are you still going to make it hard?"

　　 Carrig gave the other party angrily. Although there are more than a dozen fully armed soldiers on his side. But dealing with one succubus and two little devils is still quite difficult, not to mention the owner mentioned in the other party. Obviously, there must be other people in the house that suddenly appeared.

　　 The gray dwarf warrior scratched his head awkwardly: "Well, I'll let everyone camp on the spot."

"Let everyone act lightly, I don't want to annoy the guys on the opposite side. You must know that everyone who can drive the succubus is basically a very powerful spellcaster. Once the fire starts, we will die." Carrig was cautious. Exhorted.

He has seen a lot of evil dark elf mages, so he knows how terrifying the caster is a little crazy, let alone his caravan, maybe half of the city will be transformed into a ball under powerful magic. ruins.

　　 under the command of the leader of the caravan. The gray dwarf connected several trucks end to end, besieged the city in a circle, and drove a few los beasts to the nearby stalagmites to eat moss. They just sat quietly on the spot eating hard food, quietly waiting for Henry and his party to wake up.

　　 Twenty hours passed in a flash. Since there is no distinction between day and night, everyone slept very sweetly. They did not wake up one after another until their physical strength and spirit were fully recovered.

　　 Since Henry exhausted all his energy before going to bed, he was the last one to open his eyes and get up. The drowsiness of day and night not only allowed the body to fully rest, but also regained the used spell slots and divine spell slots, and could deal with various sudden crises at any time.

　　 just when he was about to clean up his personal hygiene. Nesis, who had been waiting for a long time, walked to the front and explained in a low voice: "Master, there has been a caravan of gray dwarves while you were sleeping. I stopped them. It's not far ahead."

　　 "Oh? The gray dwarf caravan! What's the scale?" Henry immediately brightened his eyes and asked immediately.

　　 You need to know that he is worrying about what identity he should use to enter the city of Uster Nazareth. He didn't expect that someone would bring a pillow right after he fell asleep. There is no doubt that caravan guards or mercenaries are a very good choice. Not only can they hide their identities, but they are also very convenient to act, which hardly arouses anyone's suspicion.

　　 After all, in the dark elf city, there are not many groups that will sell their lives to whoever has more money. If they perform well, they can still enter the noble class. Whether it is to inquire about the news or rescue Allen can get a lot of convenience.

　　 "Huh, a small caravan. There are only about ten people and a few trucks." Nesis curled his lips in disdain.

　　 I heard that the caravan is not big ~www.ltnovel.com~Henry's mouth is slightly upturned. He immediately ordered: "Invite the leaders of these gray dwarves. I have a business to talk to them."

　　 Naxis obviously didn't expect his master to give such an order. He was taken aback for a moment, and then quickly saluted, turned and left the house. Although she didn't understand the purpose of doing this, she still executed it without hesitation.

"Are you planning to use this caravan to enter the dark elf city? I have to give you a piece of advice. The gray dwarves are a group of cunning businessmen. Once they have enough benefits, they will definitely treat you mercilessly. Sell ​​it.” Viconia apparently heard the conversation just now and walked over to remind her in a low voice.

　　 "Don't worry, the dark elves will never give me the conditions I can give, so that there will be no possible betrayal." Henry had a faint smile on his face, looking full of confidence...

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