Snorri knew he needed to proceed step by step, and when Princess Pamela accepted that rune masters generally had longer lifespans, he began to continue the discussion.
"But one thing I am also ashamed to say is that my colleagues often want to hide their skills in anvils and forging hammers. Unless the right time comes - usually when they foresee that they will enter the palace of their ancestors, He does not teach them to his disciples.”
Snorri took a sip of the tea on the table. This was a specialty drink of the Kingdom of Bretonnia.
"My teacher has not given me any special guidance until now. Such behavior has caused many precious runes to be lost over the years. But I think that now that I am facing a strong external threat, if I have the opportunity, I Would be willing to change it.”
Snorri didn't say it clearly. He believed that his sister-in-law could understand what he meant with her wisdom. In Pamela's view, Snorri's opportunity was to become the leader of the Runesmith Guild.
This is not difficult for him. After all, Snorri is the disciple of the current guild leader. The guild's headquarters is at the Eternal Peak, and the Drazkrad clan has ruled there for generations.
"Okay, I will go to my father to talk when I have time." Princess Pamela said.
"Thank you so much. I have a considerable amount of pledge money with me, so I won't make things difficult for you." Snorri made a promise as he followed the stick.
After chatting for a few more words, Snorri said goodbye and left his sister-in-law's boudoir. He wanted to adjust to the challenge of the evening.
At dusk, Snorri was led by several hammer guards to the hall of the fortress. Compared with lunch, the place was obviously decorated now, giving it a somewhat festive atmosphere.
"Welcome, the esteemed goddess's choice, Master Snorri the Generous!" Lord Lorek was in high spirits. He had no reason to be unhappy. The Chinese New Year would be in a few days, and his daughter's marriage would be official today. finalized.
"I won't talk nonsense. Everyone who is well-informed may already know it!" The middle-aged dwarf touched his long beard with one hand and held a beer glass with the other.
He was very satisfied with the grand event that was packed with people below. This demonstrated the strong influence of him and Karak Zfulin in the surrounding areas and made him feel very face-like in front of businessmen from all over the place.
"Hahaha!"
"Congratulations!"
The dwarves on and off the stage cheered. Even if they were dissatisfied with the princess's marriage, they would not express it to Lord Lorek at this stall. The representative of the culprit, Snorri, was still sitting on his lower left.
"My daughter Pamela will marry to the Drazkrad clan of Karaz-a-Karak, and marry the eldest son of His Majesty Thorgrin, King of the Mountains, Gnom Thorson!" Luo Lord Rek increased his volume, his voice echoing throughout the hall.
"Hurrah!"
"congratulate!"
The interest of the tribesmen present became more and more high. With the lord taking the lead, everyone had a drink together. After saying two more words about the situation, he sat down and signaled that it was Snorri's turn to speak.
Snorri tugged on his clothes and stood up. "Hey, everyone, I'm Snorri Thorson. I'm new to your place. Please forgive me if I'm not polite enough!"
Snorri did not report his list of titles, not even the most classic and widely sung goddess choice. After all, his current identity is the younger brother of Gnom, the groom.
Snorri's humble attitude won him the favor of many viewers.
"Welcome, my dear Goddess of Choice!"
“Praise for your skill and generosity!”
Many dwarves in the audience cheered. Although there was a big banquet in the evening, and not only the local leaders at noon were attending the banquet, but the dwarves who could sit here all had some status.
Most of them are elders of various clans in Breeze Castle, managers of chambers of commerce, guilds, etc. In short, middle-level managers are here.
Based on the social tradition of dwarves respecting age and experience, it is not difficult to infer that they are all tribesmen who have reached the long-bearded level. Not only does their age increase their respect for Snorri, the goddess chosen, it also means that most of them have already Marriage. Even those who don’t have it will definitely quit competing for Princess Pamela’s heart.
The noises made by the few mustaches who were qualified to participate in the meeting because their ancestors and fathers were the dwarf leaders within Breeze Castle's sphere of influence were suppressed by the loud voices of the elders around them.
"Everyone knows why I'm here!" Snorri generally didn't like to shout loudly, which was somewhat tiring. So far, Snorri hasn't found any Golden Throat lozenges for sale in this world.
The dwarves' custom of excessive drinking can irritate the mucous membranes of the throat. Coupled with speaking loudly, many elderly tribesmen have hoarse voices. But now he tried his best to raise his voice to appear more powerful.
"My eldest brother, Prince Genom, has entered into an engagement with Princess Pamela. I will take his place and accept the test of our elders and clansmen here to prove that my eldest brother, our family and the clan I am from are capable of protecting Karak-Zif Lin’s princess!”
Snorri's energetic declaration once again attracted applause and cheers, but then he had to finish eating before it was the challengers' turn to attack.
When the banquet was almost coming to an end, Snorri saw seven or eight young men with mustaches standing up in unison. Judging from their physical characteristics, several of them were mentioned by his sister-in-law in the afternoon.
"I am from the Golden Hammer clan..."
"I am from the settlement of Le-Angouleme..."
After a chaotic meal of self-introduction and robbery, they condensed their demands into the same sentence.
"I want to challenge you!"
Looking at the mustaches in front of him, Snorri smiled very calmly. He believed that this group of people posed no great threat. In terms of strength, he has the invincible Storm Hammer, and in terms of skills, his title of Rune Master is enough to overwhelm them.
Just as Snorri secretly moved his knees and wrists to teach these mustaches the principles of being dwarves, two hammer guards suddenly ran in from outside the hall.
They waved at Lord Rorek at the door, and Snorri noticed the middle-aged dwarf frowning. He obviously resented having a good thing interrupted, especially in front of a packed house.
The lord waved his hand and told the two guards not to disturb him unless it was a serious matter, but it was obvious that the situation was serious. The two dwarves pushed aside the noisy tribesmen and crowded to the front of the stage.
Lord Lorek had no choice but to hand over the hosting of the wedding challenge to his cousin, Master Hallek, and then turned around and stepped down to deal with the emergency.
Thanks to book friend 20210920142605182, reading and thinking about life, the second Comrade Corn from the left, Catastrophe of the Undead 20, Floating Dust in Luoshui, Liu Shuaibi, Star of Annihilation, Cangyun Dusk Monthly Ticket
