"The power is as deep as the ocean, and yet he never asks for anything from his followers!" Snorri repeated. How could he be a god? He was clearly a great philanthropist. With the foreshadowing of the previous conversation, he felt good about the scholar in front of him.
"So, who is he?" By some strange coincidence, Snorri asked this question. Although everyone knew that he was the divine choice of the ancestor goddess, deep down he knew that he was relying on the system, and he still knew that he was relying on the system. There is no one to whom I have truly entrusted my faith.
"Hahaha, it's almost time. Let's talk about it next time we meet!" Putelke didn't even say anything further. He stood up, put on his hood, opened the door and went downstairs, leaving Snorri alone in the room still unfinished.
"Who is he?" The unknown always makes people curious, and dwarves are no exception. "This person is really good. He hides and tucks away the key parts!" Snorri looked at the rising sun and mumbled before climbing back into bed.
After waking up, he went to the Duke's Castle to tell Constantine the news he had just received. The young man was shocked again before he could recover from the shock of the lake god's appearance.
Considering that the dwarves currently have little influence in Bretonnia, Snorri did not intervene in the subsequent power struggle. Constantine had his own helpers and team to help him eliminate potential competitors.
As the only remaining legitimate son, he was originally the number one candidate for the successor position, but he received the news in advance. If you still can't grasp it, you can only blame your own lack of ability.
According to the agreement, Snorri assisted in the defense of Bordeaux until the Duke's return. When the middle-aged Duke stepped off the ship, people familiar with the matter said he looked ten years older than when he set off.
The Duke, who had lost his eldest son but was helpless, naturally established Constantine as his heir, hoping to appease Poseidon's anger. There is also news in the court that after the smooth transfer of power, the Duke will take an oath of expedition to find the Holy Grail, regardless of success or failure, and will no longer care about secular affairs.
Snorri stayed in seclusion and watched all this happen. Before leaving, he and Constantine reached the same agreement as they had with the Duke of Bastogne - to send troops to the Badlands to recover Karak-Eight Peaks Mountain in the future, and then jointly develop the Badlands.
In addition, Stringer also signed some more in-depth trade agreements on behalf of Karak Zfulin and Constantine, so that high-end goods from Breeze Castle can flow out through the Port of Bordero.
Cousin Tommy was not idle during the defense of the city. As one of the few insiders of the specific return time of the Duke's fleet, although he did not have the goods on hand, he relied on the information gap to short-sell for him and Si. Nori made quite a fortune.
The dwarves returned with full load and embarked on the road back to Breeze Castle. Lord Rorek also made good progress at the Blackstone Stronghold. He defeated the vampires and, like his ancestors, sought further possession of the Gint mines. The trophies brought back this time also supplemented his military expenses.
In the next two months, Snorri was not completely idle. Although he never used weapons again, he personally visited the two nearest principalities of Gisoole and Montfort, and reached the same verbal agreement in addition to understanding the customs.
The territory of the Principality of Montfort is along the Gray Mountains and the land is barren. Except for small plains, most of the Principality of Gisoole consists of forests and mountains that are difficult to use.
Their lords all have a strong desire to develop, and it is not a difficult decision to reach an agreement with the dwarves who are known for keeping their promises without having to pay anything.
Gusnoli's deeds of rushing to the aid of Bordeaux City and defeating the enemy bravely and strategically, as well as the exaggerated "Epic of Chivalry" that was deliberately spread, also made his diplomatic trip smoother.
"Choice of the Goddess, Herald of the God of War, High Prince, Rune Master, Storm Hammer, Generous One" These are the more valuable titles that Snorri has received so far, such as the savior of Helmgart and the killer of Leviathan. It’s okay not to mention other minor titles obtained by events.
In a blink of an eye, when the convoy returned, carriages were ready. In addition to the dwarf merchants, there were also some humans who wanted to go along. In order to avoid the taxes imposed by Helmgart Fortress, they even had to cross mountains and catch up with the tax-free caravans.
There are three small clans in Breeze Castle and surrounding settlements who also want to go with the caravan to the World's Edge Mountains for development. Snorri's population migration strategy has achieved good results with the blessing of his own prestige.
Snorri sat on the Anvil of Doom and inspected his troops. On the way back, his burden did not lighten. In addition to the carriage he took, Sister Pamela also brought her dowry and a considerable amount of private money.
Prince Stringer somehow convinced his parents to also set off with the team to the Rune Blacksmith Guild in Eternal Peak. He wants to complete his professional title certification and look for opportunities to learn more knowledge.
Lord Rorek arranged for twenty Hammer Guards to protect his two sons and daughters in addition to maids and advisors. This is also normal. The children of the dwarf nobles still need to be driven by capable people when they go out.
An official rune blacksmith and the strongest among the twenty dwarves undoubtedly enhanced the strength of the convoy. There were also a large proportion of qualified warriors among the 500 people from the three clans.
Snorri successfully passed the Axbite Pass, where he entered Helmgart Fortress a few months later. The place has recovered from the Skaven invasion, and the former witch hunter Sir Monk is very vigilant. After repelling a Skaven sneak attack and escaping an assassination attempt by the Eshin clan, he worked hard to fulfill his duties.
After staying for a few days and absorbing human traders, Snorri then headed to Dreadnaught. There is also a new atmosphere here, the city wall is being rebuilt intensively, and the young Lord Savak has carried out drastic reforms.
His approach is a bit radical, but it may be effective in the long run. This small fortress has reached a point where it needs a complete overhaul. Many clans that lost power during the reform joined Snorri's convoy, and they also wanted to go to the Eternal Peak to find opportunities.
Knowing that Savak once pursued his sister-in-law, it would be awkward to meet again. Snorri also stayed for a short time, and after a short rest, he urged the team to move forward. This time his team expanded a lot, and the addition of old, weak, women and children greatly slowed down the advance.
"I don't know what happened to the revenge of Lord Rufussen of the Horn Castle!" Snorri sat on the back of the blue sheep, looking at the scenery in front of him, stroking his beard and lost in thought. This section of road has just been unfrozen, and there has been no news before.
"Master Snorri, there is a clan member who wants to see you!" When they were setting up camp at night, a ranger who was exploring the road suddenly came in to report. "He, he doesn't look very respectable. Do you want to see him?"
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