After eating something, Snorri decided to walk around Breeze Keep and take in the sights. The time of his appointment with Lord Lorek was not very good, so he lost the opportunity to go to the local bar to find out information.
At about three o'clock, he arrived at the lord's office here accompanied by several Hammer of Eternity guards.
"Good afternoon, Dear Goddess!" The guard at the door let Snorri in. Snorri noticed that there were many reliefs carved on the walls of this room. They all depicted the ancestors of Breeze Castle fighting against powerful enemies. s story.
Karak-Zfulin was one of the main strongholds fought over by the elves and dwarves during the Longbeard War, for no other reason than that she was the closest to the vast ocean.
The Battle of the Three Towers that established the victory of the dwarves - the battle in which the then High King Gotrek and the Starbreaker killed the Phoenix King Caledor II also started in nearby Alesi.
Snorri noticed that there was still a free space on the wall, which could be left for subsequent lords to record their great achievements.
"Hahaha!" Lord Lorek's laughter called Snorri back from recalling the magnificent history.
"Perhaps, I can get a position here by killing those half-dead guys! It's a pity that Gulu saw that my mountain fortress and people were strong enough and didn't dare to confront us head-on, otherwise he would have been qualified. Opponent!" Lord Lorek seemed very confident in his own strength.
"Hahaha, that's natural!" Snorri responded and sat opposite him.
"Try it, the Duke's special offer! The best wine in Bretonnia." The middle-aged dwarf took out a bottle of ornately decorated wine and filled a glass of beer in front of Snorri.
"collapse!"
After clinking glasses, they each took a sip. "The taste of this thing is a little weak, but if you drink it during the day, it will taste a little bit in your mouth, and it won't cause much trouble!" As if he was worried that Snorri would think he was not following tradition, the lord explained specifically.
Then, the two dwarves exchanged polite words, and Snorri handed over the gift list that had been prepared. Lord Lorek glanced at it and nodded and put it in the drawer.
The two parties to the marriage are both high-ranking nobles in the Kingdom of the Mountains, so naturally they will not drag Princess Pamela to be weighed in public and engage in such a fancy wedding scale.
"Speaking of which, what do you think of the humans who support Bretonnia?" Lord Lorek asked tentatively.
"Personally, I have no prejudice against the knights! After all, the heavy tax of ninety-nine dollars is not on my head, and it is not my turn to drink the water of the Holy Grail." Snorri knew the lord's thoughts in advance , he did Tai Chi.
"You don't know something. The rangers reported that the vampires in the Blackstone Stronghold were acting strangely. They probably wanted to cooperate with the group of floating corpses soaked in the water. I have to guard against them desecrating the tombs of our ancestors!" Lord Lorek said! The statement expresses the meaning a little more clearly.
"Oh? That really has to be guarded against! By the name of Gazul, their evil crimes must be punished!" Snorri behaved like a qualified magician.
Gazul is revered as the Lord of the Underground. He is the protector of the dead dwarves. Legend has it that he is the same generation as the three ancestral gods, but his power is slightly inferior to them.
"But I think the leader of the Molten Blade is an outstanding general and a powerful warrior. His war blade that seems to burn with the anger of the god Grimnir is famous throughout the mountain kingdom!" Snorri praised Breeze. The champion warrior of Fort.
"Hahaha, I will definitely convey the compliments given to him by your Storm Hammer!" Lord Lorek naturally could not say anything wrong with his right-hand man. He could only answer, but then changed the subject.
"There are very few living corpses in the World's Edge Mountains. It's normal if you don't know. Every one of them is a spell caster and can cast death spells and their own unique vampire spells!"
"The vampires of the Blood Dragon family, those guys don't use magic like the followers of Khorne." Snorri secretly cursed in his heart, but there was no need to fight hard.
"If there are no users of extraordinary power to suppress them, they will continuously summon armies of the dead. Although the quality is low, they can still cause us trouble if they are in sufficient quantity."
Lord Lorek took a sip of wine and continued, and Snorri nodded to show that he understood.
"Those walking dead and rats are different from the greenskins. They won't feel fear, so they won't flee. We can't make them retreat without a fight like we can with living creatures!"
Lord Rorek knew that Snorri had never seen the undead before, so he deliberately said a few more words. These are the valuable experiences summed up by the ancestors of Breeze Castle at the cost of their lives.
"St..." Snorri originally wanted to say Master Harlek, but then he thought that he might have to accompany the lord himself, so he mentioned Stringer's name instead.
"He can't do it!" Lord Lorek interrupted Snorri without saying a word, "He's still far from it! We sons of the mountains have a long lifespan, but it's still hard to compare to vampires who rely on evil magic to gain endless lifespan. Compare!"
Although Lord Lorek blocked his words, Snorri stopped refusing and put forward his own request. "My own ability to become a rune master is purely due to the support of the ancestor goddess. Accumulation in all aspects is not enough!"
"I understand that you have come a long way, and you have to travel again before you have rested for a few days. It will be tiring. I will try my best to allocate as much as possible to you in the army!" Lord Lorek heard the hidden meaning of Snorri's words. .
Snorri resisted the idea of mentioning the Doomsday Anvil. At this time, saying this would inevitably sound like a threat. After he and Lord Rorek discussed the specific details of sending troops, he left the office and went to the cafeteria.
Snorri stood in the corridor stroking his beard. It was New Year's Eve the day after tomorrow. He had nothing to do at the moment. He was thinking whether to go to his sister-in-law to report the results first or to go to the Bretonnian envoy to learn about the vampire situation. .
Snorri thought for a moment whether the Doomsday Anvil was more important. It would be hard to say if he missed the opportunity brought by this sudden war.
As for the issue of war, from Karak-Zfulin to the Principality of Bordeaux, one still needs to pass through the territory along the Gray Mountains, the relatively narrow Principality of Montfort and the entire Principality of Bastogne. He still has plenty of time.
Thinking of this, Snorri turned to Princess Pamela's boudoir again. This time he went in with dignity. Yesterday, it was necessary to add the word "future" before sister-in-law, but today these two words have been removed.
After Snorri passed the challenge and handed over the gift note, it can be said that Pamela has stepped out of the door of her own house, and is just shy of stepping into the foyer of Snorri's house at the Eternal Peak.
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