"I advise you to be pragmatic and understand your technical level and the concept of design first!"
"The original equipment is working fine. Why do you want to replace it?"
"Every guild member has the right to submit design drawings for review by the elders!"
"My lord, Morgrim, the rules do not indicate that stone heads like you are not included! Your works are not even as good as those of mice. If you continue like this, you will lose to humans. After mice lose, they will lose to humans, and then to goblins, you will lose." No one loses!”
As the noisy crowd approached, Snorri got a rough idea. It seemed to be an internal conflict within the engineering guild.
"These little brats who tinker with scrap metal have never had a peaceful life. If you ask me, you are still a rune blacksmith, the chosen one of the god Turni, and the vice-president of the guild, so you don't want to..."
Master Nathan's chatter rang in his ears, which made Snorri hear their conversation intermittently.
"What's going on with these engineers?" Snorri interrupted his senior brother's complaint. His plan to check and balance the Engineers Guild through the Rune Guild has not yet been put on the agenda. Could it be that they have started to engage in internal strife?
"I don't know. What's more, even if I figure it out, it won't be easy to solve." Master Nathan answered simply, which was true but not what Snorri wanted to hear. "But someone knows that that is also the second person I want to talk about."
"Who?" Snorri asked.
"Ding!" Master Nathan sent out a communication rune, and soon a young man ran in.
"Andermg!" Snorri was surprised to find that this was an old acquaintance. "You didn't come back to report after you went to deliver the letter. I thought you were my father and just kept you at Eternal Peak!"
"Of course not, my heart has always been here. My friends in the Human Empire wanted to move here, so I simply did some propaganda and organization work in the old world. When I arrived in the Southland, I still needed to provide housing for the tribesmen. , assigning work, has been postponed until now.”
Snorri was satisfied with Andermg's reply. He had a vague premonition when he saw the tribesmen in the Helmgart settlement. The rune transmission system had just been launched, and only the most critical information could be directly delivered to his hands.
"Tell me about the situation. What happened to those engineers?"
"You know, there are engineer guilds in large fortresses beyond Lord Arik's Horn Castle, and there are also many engineers working for the electors in the Human Empire. They responded to the call of you and President Bullock and came to the Southland. But there are a ton of differences in craftsmanship, work habits, etc.”
Snorri nodded. He had been to Torrent Pass and had a certain understanding of the situation of the Engineers Guild. Rune blacksmiths often dig up lost technologies, and there are standards to follow. Engineers, a profession that emphasizes innovation, do not have standard answers. Individuals have their own personal understandings, so there are more conflicts.
"Engineers from different places have different opinions, and some groups from large fortresses are not the same. Most of the people who came to the Southland were young people looking for opportunities. No one accepted anyone, and a lot of things happened during this period. Contradiction and conflict.”
Undermg had a good grasp of the situation, and he analyzed it carefully with Snorri.
"Isn't anyone going to intervene?" Snorri couldn't help but ask. "That's right. It's difficult for senior brother to intervene, and it's even more difficult for others."
In an instant, he gave himself an answer. In dwarf society, guilds and clans were the main building blocks, and many lords were accustomed to letting their internal affairs be resolved internally.
"Hmph, why do you, Eternal Peak, need to engage in engineering technology? Prince Snorri and Master Cragg are like two big rocks weighing on your heads!"
"That's right, if you don't have rune talent, just go to blacksmithing and mining!"
"Now Karaz-a-Karak's helicopter squadrons are all purchased from our Jufba, you don't know, right?"
"You guys, don't even think about having nothing. You can do whatever we say!"
Soon, Snorri heard that the debate downstairs had escalated from discussing matters to taking sides and attacking a group. Before he could react, the situation escalated again with a burst of yelling.
"Bang!"
"You actually hit someone?"
"Guard! Where is the guard?"
"Hitting someone is too much!" Master Nathan muttered. He did not expect that due to his laissez-faire, the conflicts among his subordinates had reached such an extent. You must know that due to the sparse population of the Mountain Kingdom, hurting each other has always been a serious crime.
"Crash!"
As he spoke, the soldiers guarding the surrounding area rushed in. The place where the dispute occurred was the hall of the fortress. Hongyun Mountain is still in a state of war readiness, so there is a considerable proportion of garrison forces nearby.
"Bang! Bang!"
"Stop, stop...ah!"
Unfortunately, these soldiers could not control the situation and they let out bursts of pain.
"A large-scale conflict?" Snorri said to himself, asking him to think that it might be the engineers from the Eternal Peak who acted together, or the first few batches of warriors who dared to venture to the Southland. You won't fall behind so quickly.
"These part-time warriors are still a little behind in terms of strength, but don't worry, junior brother, I can solve it."
This happened as soon as Snorri arrived. Master Nathan was obviously losing face. He took out the communication device as he spoke. Accompanied by a dense "clanging" sound, senior brother's anvil guards quickly gathered at the door.
"By the grace of the ancestors and gods, Stoker, go down and hold down the troublemaker!" Master Nathan ordered in a deep voice while rubbing the ring on his hand.
"Dong dong dong!"
The anvil guards trotted down the stairs, and Snorri sat back at his desk, thinking about how to deal with the aftermath.
If he wants to see that things are under control, even if Master Nathan's Anvil Guards only have half a team, and only half of them were on duty just now, they are truly elite!
Twenty warriors in meteorite armor would have no problem killing the weaker beasts if they cooperated tacitly and were led by a team leader. What's more, Snorri knew that Captain Stoker, the long-bearded veteran, had always been a powerful man on the Eternal Peak.
"Mustache, stop it! Put your head in your hands and squat down! His Majesty Snorri will judge your crimes!" Stoke's loud voice came up from downstairs.
"Bastard! You are all in the same group! You didn't care before, but why didn't you come just now? Huh?" The rebel didn't intend to surrender, and his voice was louder than Captain Stoker's.
"Duang!"
"Pfft! Uh-huh!"
The sound of blows and muffled groans sounded almost at the same time.
"Come on shoulder to shoulder!"
Master Nathan reached for the forging hammer on the shelf, and it was obvious that he could distinguish the screams of his men.
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