"After I leave, I hope you will not lose sight of the friendship between the same disciples and help each other and support each other so that I can pass on my skills. There are more and more little guys with rune talents in the mountains now, aren't there?"
Kragg took a puff on his pipe and felt a little embarrassed. He had no children and had devoted his whole life to the guild. However, he was about to leave this world just as the guild was booming.
The Rune Blacksmith Guild can become the number one guild in this era, not only half of it, but half of it. Tourni is just a junior among the ancestral gods. In terms of numbers, they cannot be compared with miners and warriors who have no threshold.
"Understood. I will strengthen my contact with my second senior brother when I return. I have long wanted to find out the secrets of the Norse rune inheritance."
"Speaking of you, my original plan was to leave this old guy to you, but it seems that it's not necessary now that you have found Stemnir's hammer. You don't need many other things, and I have them in my hand. There are some, but I dare not say that there are those precious ones waiting for you.”
Cragg thought carefully before bringing Snorri over, and he had made some preparations himself, but if he wanted his faith to continue and even become more prosperous, the support of the three disciples in front of him was crucial.
"What are you talking about? Apart from the Mother Goddess, you and my father have the most support for me today. I am not afraid of treason. As long as I am here for a day, the god Turni will be behind you for a day!"
Snorri immediately patted his chest to express his loyalty. After he proved his worth, Kragg provided people, effort and equipment, and now he taught him the experience of ascending to the gods. The kindness was not unkind.
"I have disbanded my anvil guards, but only half of them are willing to return to their hometown as my priests. The rest hope to fight for you until they enter my kingdom of God."
"It's my pleasure."
Although this group of people is slightly inferior in martial arts, their equipment is worse than that of the Eternal Hammer Guards. Under the blessing of Krag's divine power, they may be the strongest team in the mountains.
"If you don't have any special objections, I also plan to accept Stringer as a registered disciple. Although his talent is not very good, he is better than his hard work."
"How can I have any objection? If he becomes a junior brother, doesn't that mean we are closer to each other?"
Snorri laughed. Stringer was really lucky. If it weren't for the presence of God Cragdon and the unique geographical location of Breeze Castle, such good things would never have happened to him.
"Okay, most of the materials I collected have been used to cast the Titan Soldiers. Some of the equipment I collected and made has been given to me, and some of it will be reserved for the guild's heritage. The rest will be shared with you."
"I don't.."
"Your family has a big business. Take more. If you don't have to give it to the people below, it's better to teach them to recite the deity."
"Then I'll thank you on their behalf!"
Snorri bowed to Cragg. What the master distributed was his own personal wealth, and what was passed down by the guild was not part of the discussion. According to tradition, the position of president is not appointed by the predecessor but elected, but this time it is estimated that no one will compete with Snorri.
"Well, let's call Stringer here, let's finish the ceremony and then make a choice together."
"Meet the master, senior brother!"
After placing the sacrifices in front of the altar with the statues of Tourni and Kragg, Prince Stringer of Breezecastle turned around. The runic energy on his body was rising and falling, and it was obvious that he had just broken through to the master level.
My sister-in-law and the members of the guild have told some stories about him. It takes perseverance and patience to learn things under the teaching style of Cragg who scolded first and then taught.
"Senior brother came in a hurry and didn't prepare any special gifts. You have seen this ring before. The runes on it were given by the Mother Goddess herself. The ring itself was given by the master of chisels. I give it to you today. I hope you can put it to good use. !”
The one he accepted was a registered disciple, and Cragg just nodded slightly. Snorri took a step forward, helped Stringer up, took off the ring on his finger, and handed it to his hand. As his strength increased, his main output gradually became less and less useful. In order to avoid damaging it, he had to take it off every time before he descended to earth, so he gave it as a gift.
"This this.."
The newly minted rune master was overjoyed and was also stunned. This iron chisel ring itself was a rare and exquisite jewelry, not to mention it also had huge symbolic meaning. You must know that the reason why Snorri was chosen as the Goddess back then was to create the flying runes on it in three days!
Giving it as a gift is undoubtedly a signal to the world that the demigod Snorri Thorson, chosen by the ancestors of the world, has officially recognized this junior brother, and it is not that important whether he is named or not. In the final distribution, Snorri received ten exquisite weapons. These treasures from the hands of the true god are rewards that all mortals will flock to.
"There's no point in suppressing strength like this in order to linger around longer. Is there anything else I need to do in the mountains?" After completing the ceremony and handover, Kragg no longer had any worries.
"The demon rats are a serious nuisance. What if we can give them a hard blow?"
"Okay! See you in God's Realm then!"
Snorri watched Krag disappear between the mountains with a forging hammer in his hand and a rune totem on his shoulder. He knew that the time was infinitely close to being ripe.
"Help me prepare the helicopter, and then make an appointment with the Human Emperor, the Knight King and the sect leaders."
Returning to the office, he passed on a few orders. Whether it's the old world or the Southland, dwarves and humans are all part of each other, and you are part of me. The powerful and powerful people know the strategic goals of the mountains in the next stage, and they also know what role they are expected to play and what kind of benefits they will get.
"The time has not been determined, within three years. Due to the bad environment and logistical pressure, the requirement is to be at least a professional soldier/adventurer. The dwarves provide a one-time departure fee and all military expenses, and the income includes not limited to loot, land and the foot of the Eight Peaks Mountain Buried wealth.”
As helicopters shuttled across the old world, word quickly spread among the upper echelons of humanity and received an enthusiastic response. There is no doubt that Skaven also got the most detailed version at the same time.
Humans quickly began to prepare for the expedition, and their expectations of expansion could no longer be tolerated. The reality is not in the game. It is impossible for the Duke of Le-Angoulang to destroy Leonis, and it is impossible for the Elector of Reikland to capture the Wesen Territory. One of the tasks of religious leaders and nominal co-leaders is to control the intensity of internal conflicts.
Small frictions between several major human forces are constant, but a single move can affect the whole body. If a full-scale war of annihilation with the purpose of permanently seizing territory really breaks out, then there is no need for the Eternal God to choose a horse, and the existing evil forces will be enough. Bringing the world to the brink of destruction.
Snorri didn't want to make the "big plan" so far in advance that everyone would know about it, but without human mobile troops, the Sons of the Mountains would not be able to pursue and annihilate them, and no matter how familiar the terrain was, they would not be able to outrun the rats and goblins. (End of chapter)
