The threat of Chaos forces forming an alliance between dwarves and humans is an important mediator. Back then, the first human emperor Sigmar and High King Kurgan-Ironbeard became friends, and were given Galmaraz because of the green skins.
In relatively peaceful times, brotherhood has not always been the main theme of the relationship between the two races. Not to mention the old valleys in the books of hatred of various fortresses, Dieter IV coveted the wealth of the dwarves of the empire, and persecuted them and even betrayed the ancient alliance. This was also an opportunity for Snorri to travel.
If the dwarf nations want to revive, even if they don't need additional living space, they will inevitably have conflicts with the human forces down the mountain in terms of economy and resources. As a time traveler, Snorri knows how serious a bloodless conflict like a trade war can be.
In addition to the grand competition between the races, Snorri's personal needs will sooner or later become the flashpoint of conflict. He can now work closely with the Lake God Sect and Sigmar Sect, but what about when he prepares to become a god?
The population of the dwarves was originally small, and their beliefs had been completely divided. Snorri could only turn his attention to the humans at the foot of the mountain. People compete for a breath, and gods compete for a stick of incense. How could the gods of the old world sit back and watch a dwarf come and take their leeks? He persuaded Master Cragg to go down the mountain just to test their reactions.
Although he was once a human, he has now completely accepted his identity as a dwarf - it is easier to be accepted by Chaos than by humans. From the perspective of the dwarf nations, something will happen sooner or later if this continues!
"Andermg, tell the humans and the Pygmy King that I'm tired and see them tomorrow. Then summon the members of the Advancement Association in Plateau Castle to come over."
Soon, a small group of relatively young dwarves appeared in the conference room. The eldest among them only had a slightly gray beard. Judging from their clothing, these people come from all walks of life, but most of them have a certain status.
"Recover the lost mountain fortress, find the lost artifact, and restore the glory of the mountains!"
Balin stood at the front and led the chanting. This organization called the "Co-Progress Association" was formed at Snorri's instruction, with the purpose of attracting open-minded young people from the Southland and even the entire old world to promote reform and development.
"Send it for circulation and tell us what you think."
Snorri handed a stack of documents recording the birth data of each fortress to Balin for distribution, then leaned forward and propped up his arms to look at the progressive young people in this room of dwarves.
"Dear gods, I suggest increasing the number of sacrifices to the Mother Goddess in addition to the existing festivals. With her grace and your guidance, catching up with rats is a piece of cake, let alone human cubs!"
Almost as soon as he got the document, a guy in weird clothes came out and shouted. The robes he wears are a combination of the traditional dwarf style and that of a Sigmar priest, and the thick beard and hair are nondescript.
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This man's name was Kafepu, who came from a declining royal family. He originally relied on a few volumes of books passed down from his family and his natural eloquence to make a living by telling stories in taverns in various settlements.
After the rise of Snorri, Kafepu saw an opportunity and changed his career to become a professional priest. In the previous thousands of years, due to the lack of response from the ancestors and gods for too long, many rituals had disappeared, and the tribesmen wanted to restore them. I don’t even know how to start the sacrifice.
After accumulating a certain reputation in the Black Mountains, he dared to come to the Southland to meet with his ancestors. Snorri was very satisfied with this rare magic stick among dwarves, and he happily took him under his command.
"Well, where are the others?"
Snorri nodded noncommittally. He knew best whether the sacrifice was of any use. He had to wait until he completed the ultimate Varaya ritual before he could improve further. I didn't expect the magician to come up with a reliable solution for this matter.
"A lot of them? Then kill them.
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"Pierson, stop it! Don't say anything that is not conducive to unity!"
The second guy who spoke was even more weird. He had a butcher's haircut but was wearing an engineer's overalls. He was originally an imperial dwarf living in Nunn, and his ancestors had worked as engineers in the gun range of Nunn City for several generations.
Dieter IV unjustly imprisoned Pearson's parents, but before they could be brought to trial, the greenskins killed them. The city of Nun was reduced to ruins, and he was the only one in his family who managed to escape.
Pierson was unable to take revenge on the Emperor, so shame and grief prompted him to take the Butcher's Oath. After Snorri overthrew Dieter IV, he came to work for Plateau Castle and distinguished himself among the engineers with his skills that were different from those of the mountain dwarves.
Snorri knew what he wanted to say, and this guy's radicality once made him the focus of the West Factory. In the current state of chaos, it is impossible for Snorri to take extreme measures, not to mention that the honeymoon period between Southland and human forces is not over yet, so this meeting is just a precautionary measure.
"My king, I have an immature idea, I don't know whether to talk about it or not."
"Although speaking of it, didn't Bahrain organize you to provide suggestions for the development of the mountains?"
For a while, no one came up with a hot idea. After spending about half an hour in discussion, a civil servant named Noli walked up to Snorri. He served as a telegraph operator during Snorri's expedition to the Southland, and due to his outstanding performance in this position, Nori was quickly promoted.
"Those humans can herd sheep and collect firewood within seven or eight years of their birth, start doing some farm work in their early ten years, and find a wife by the age of fifteen or sixteen to reproduce for another generation. This process is really too fast. Maybe we can try Delay some.”
"How to do it? Is there a minimum age for marriage? I'm afraid there will be resistance." Snorri stroked his beard and nodded.
"Perhaps we can promote schools and require humans to study for a certain number of years. This will also be good for them, and the resistance should be smaller."
"Nine years of compulsory education? In this world, it doesn't even take nine years. Five or six years is enough. Supporting students to study off-the-job will also increase the cost of childbearing to a certain extent and curb population expansion from another angle."
Snorri muttered that this had proven to be effective in his previous life. Although it still treats the symptoms rather than the root cause, it can gain a buffer for the root cause.
"Solicit extensive opinions and give me a charter after detailed discussion. I'm afraid we still need to cooperate with the two major sects for initial promotion. Then we need to carefully consider how to compile the textbook."
As soon as Snorri made the decision, the conference room immediately fell into a heated discussion. Every dwarf realized that this would be a huge project on the same level as the railway. If they could play a relatively important role in it, it would be of great benefit to future development.
"Report! A pointy-eared man came from outside the fortress and asked to see you!"
Snorri also knew that promoting compulsory education was a big project, and he did not expect to discuss the results in one afternoon, but as soon as he announced the adjournment of the meeting, there was a knock on the door.
