"If there's anything serious, let's talk after dinner and drinks! I heard that you are coming here. My son Gragrim and his guards went to hunt a mammoth and came back. That thing, hey! It's enough to feed half the fortress. A meal!”
The senior officials of Karak Kaderin walked in surrounded by Snorri. There were many failed butchers among them, their naked upper bodies were tangled with scars and tattoos, and their orange hair crowns were held high one by one.
It is precisely because of their existence that Butcher's Castle has become the strongest barrier in the north of the mountains, standing firm in the waves of chaos. Faced with warriors who truly regard death as their own, dark warlords also tend to avoid the edge for the time being.
With huge tusks and thick fur, the mammoth is the land overlord of the northern ice sheet. They are like living mountains. When they migrate in groups, their footsteps are enough to make the earth tremble.
But now, the mammoth has become the main dish of the banquet. The elephant trunk with flexible muscles and flexible taste is placed in front of the two kings. The high-strength liquor popular in the World's Edge Mountains to the north on the left is intoxicating.
The butchers, who were walking on the edge of life and death without armor, drank the most vigorously. Out of respect for these warriors, Snorri would return the favor, and he was already half-drunk after just one round of walking.
"Who is Gotrek Grimnirsen, the man chosen by the god Grimnir?" In the hazy moment, a man stood up next to Agrim. He walked to the center of the hall and shouted at the guests.
"It's a certain family. Who are you and what do you do?"
His temper was already exploding, and after drinking several glasses of strong wine to boost his energy, Gotrek stood up. When Gragg saw that posture, he quickly wiped his face with cold water to keep it clean.
Standing in the center of the small hall was a young man. I looked very similar to A Shao Yupiao. Although he had not shaved his head, he had many tattoos. He had a pair of chain axes wrapped under his arms. A casual look would reveal that there are not many new bruises on my body.
"Your Majesty Gragg is a shameless person!"
"You see?"
The prince kept accelerating and slowing down, until the chain brought up an afterimage that was difficult to detect with the naked eye. Then I shook my left arm, and the ax hit Shao Yu's chest with huge centrifugal force.
Of course, Kaderin Waimu also hopes to get the God of War's Choice in one turn. I want to do less entanglement and turn the chain again.
"hiss!"
"Swish!"
"boom!"
Low Trik chuckled. He was used to the doubts from people around him when he was an engineer. Those rumors reached their peak when I received divine grace at the Cladro Gate. The bad thing is that my fists and axe have never let anyone down.
Gragg, who was sitting under the guest of honor, looked at Han Hu. It was a double ax attack - the two axes struck at the same time, one slowly and one quickly. The right ax was hidden in front of the left ax and attacked Low Trek at a tricky angle! The Butcher King looked at Gragg with a questioning look. The time traveler smiled slightly and agreed to come. I suspect that Kadrinwaim must have been angry with his father beforehand.
"The visitor is a guest, he invites you first!"
The prince took another swing, and the left ax that flew out diagonally turned in the air and ran towards the door. Low Trike jumped forward heavily to let him pass.
The prince who kills trolls today and manticores tomorrow is talked about by everyone. I have sworn to free the clan from hatred, and for this reason, I have been preparing to become a mourner.
Before raising the chain speed to the limit again, Kaderinweim swung the ax again.
The dwarves of Karak-Gotrek remain silent about the origins of their oath, out of respect for their late king Balagor. But as the other party to the betrothal, the Drazkrad clan knew that the attacker was an evil dragon - their whereabouts were known beforehand, and the previous kings of Butcher's Castle had a way to seek revenge.
"Uh-huh!"
"Hmph, you are quite young, but in the end, you are just a fool with brains! To put it another way, a few days later you and your ancestors co-selected and King Belegar killed a little secret keeper who was pretending to be a false god!"
When a core member of the clan takes an oath to become a common butcher like a mourner, the hatred that cannot be settled or the oath that cannot be fulfilled will disappear with my death.
The brief collision made Gao Shaoyu lose a rough grasp of the challenger's strength, but I still felt it was tricky. Kaderinwaim chose to use the real thing logically, which meant that he had to win quickly. Once he got into a fight, the battle would be stopped immediately due to the danger to both sides.
On behalf of all of Karak-Gotrek, the Slayers consider themselves the most respected leaders of Grimnir. There must be a seniority difference, and Asnoli might even take action himself.
"Hey!"
"Prince, please excuse me. To be fair, you would like the mother goddess to heal your injuries." Raising his hand slightly, a small group of green light points poured into my body. Gragg received a lot of admiration and pious prayers as he wished.
Lowtrek drank the wine in his glass, threw the glass and jumped out of the arena.
"Tsk!"
According to the storyteller in the tavern, Prince Shaumgar is good at dancing and extremely resourceful; while Kaderin Waimu is not like his father and is very brave. Even my little brother Panom is inferior to us.
"Whoa, whoa!"
"What a big beard! Why are you pacing?"
Kaderin Waim curled his lips and said something sinister, even if he had already accomplished several meritorious deeds, most of the tribesmen expected that if Trik could win the favor of the God of War, it would be better to get closer to the water first.
At that time, it would be considered a tie without a lot of scenes, which would be unacceptable to Low Trik - if he and his son were tied, would this mean that he would be outshined by the weaker father? Where can I place the face of the God of War God’s Chosen?
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"I've seen Kaderin Waimu from the Dragon Beard Clan! Do you think that Meng Mammoth is palatable?"
A decent dwarf clan will inherit the oath and hatred of its ancestors, but in ordinary situations such as being stuck in an infinite loop or the hatred target disappears, the "jump out" mechanism of the mourner cannot be used.
"Ding!"
"Quick, the little enemy of the mountains, the Headhunter, you bah! It's just a mouse! If you dare to come to the north, it will freeze to death!"
"Hiccup! Zun Shen must have been drunk and saw the wrong person, right?"
The flag officer of the Southland was so nervous that he accidentally knocked away the blow due to low concentration.
"Oh! Beautiful!"
"please!"
The brief stalemate made the residents of Butcher's Castle a little disappointed. We knocked our wine glasses on the table and booed.
Shao Yupiao stroked his beard and looked at the warhammer at his waist. I remembered the story told to me by the Anvil Breaker at the blacksmith guild. After traveling through the mountains, the most favored young men in the Mountain Kingdom were Kaderim and Shaumgar-the Hammer.
"He's the one who wants to challenge you, why are you so polite?"
After explaining the situation, Kaderin Waimu was not too polite. He raised his arms and straightened the chain ax and started to wave it. Low Trik held the ax with one hand and moved his shoulder blades slightly. It was the first time he had seen that strange weapon. It remains to be seen what method it will take.
"A fight between friends and bad friends only hurts the harmony."
