Emperor of Arcane

In front of all the gray dwarves, Yaya swallowed the whole roasted lamb in one bite. ▲𝐺𝑜𝑜𝑔𝑙𝑒 Search for 𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑐𝑜𝑚Read▲

She chewed briefly, letting the sound of broken bones echo in the ears of every gray dwarf.

The smell of food and wine cannot attract the gray dwarves at this moment.

Facing Ya Ya, who did not exude dragon power and momentum, they could not hide the fear in their hearts.

The reason is that their original castle was destroyed by a powerful black dragon.

The teeth in front of them easily made them lose all their courage.

Yaya, who showed up, was too lazy to pay attention to these dwarves. He happily gnawed another roast lamb and flew out lightly.

Time to hunt down some trolls for an afternoon snack!

The food that was originally considered rich was only half-full by the gray dwarves.

Because they were all thinking about the scene where Yaya swallowed a sheep that was bigger than them just now.

Ashes was the only gray dwarf who received two bowls of wine. The usually sweet and delicious wine could not bring him the happiness he once had.

He stared at Old John with some suspicion, his expression unchanged, put down the knife and fork in his hand, and asked bravely:

"Where should we go next?"

After looking at them casually, Old John showed a pretending to be happy on his face and said mysteriously:

"You will know in a while."

After all the gray dwarves had finished eating, they filled their half-full appetites.

Old John did not arrange washing and clothing for these gray dwarves like other refugees and slaves, but took them to wander around the bay city.

Row after row of neatly organized soldiers.

Tall guardian golems can be seen everywhere.

A large number of elite adventurers.

The soldiers in the military camp let out a chorus of shouts that would make people tremble with fear.

What impressed Ashes the most was the warehouse filled with massive supplies.

Thinking back to the city I used to live in, I feel ashamed and disdainful for no reason recently.

Bay collar is so rich!

So rich!

The strength of the Gulf Territory is very strong!

These points are the consensus reached by all gray dwarves.

Old John took them to the resettlement area next to the military camp, pointed to the rows of houses made of cement and steel bars, and said:

"Each family can live in one apartment with clean clothes and food rations for you this week."

"You can simply wash up and put the tired children to bed first. We have one last place to visit."

Seeing that the other gray dwarves were somewhat restrained, Ash suppressed his excitement and told others about the treatment of the Gulf Territory.

Soon, every gray dwarf's face showed a little bit of disbelief and expectation.

After Ashes arranged the houses for the gray dwarves, he couldn't wait to walk into his own house.

That's right, from Hui Jin's point of view, since it has been allocated to him, the house is considered his.

Moreover, I took a quick shower, put on clean clothes, and took a brief look at the Bay Collar's work manual.

Hui Jin has already begun to think about how he can live in the original palace.

As for the other gray dwarves, they were cheering one after another, seemingly celebrating their new lives.

Only Ashes heard it clearly. They felt that the living conditions here were very good, but they deserved better!

Moreover, there is no wine in this?

How can this be done!

At first, Hui Jin felt a little uneasy, thinking that it was not good for everyone to be so irritable before they had settled down properly.

But when Hui Jin thought about the various work systems in the Gulf Territory, he felt that with the skills and abilities of himself and others, he really deserved better living conditions.

After all, it's not their wealth anyway.

Old John waited outside for nearly two hours and saw Ashes coming out.

Thinking seemed to have changed his demeanor. Instead of being anxious, he became quite wise.

As for the other gray dwarves, it seems they have no intention of coming out yet.

Looking at the soldier standing quietly behind Old John, and facing his still smiling face, he suddenly remembered the ashes of the situation just now, and said bravely:

"They are too tired from the journey. They will be out soon."

However, Ashes’ claims did not become reality.

Except for dozens of gray dwarves who walked out of the room, no one else showed any intention of coming out.

Even these gray dwarves who came out were still eating the black bread assigned to them.

Even though they were full, they didn't seem to give up the idea of ​​filling their stomachs.

Old John did not urge him. Ashes could not help but swallow his saliva. He could vaguely detect the changes in the eyes of the soldiers.

After cursing "idiot" several times in his mind, Hui Jin had an idea and took out the Gulf Territory work manual.

Another hour passed.

There were less than 300 gray dwarves who walked out of the room. They had changed their clothes and were chatting together.

After Ashes asked Old John all the questions, seeing that the atmosphere was not quite right, he quickly scolded the gray dwarves, and then took the initiative to run into the room.

He opened the door and saw that the gray dwarf who had just promised to come out early was lying on the bed, fast asleep.

"Get up quickly!!"

Ashes, who had been shaken up, immediately became "furious" and woke up these idiots with a loud voice.

Even if he did it himself, it still took him half an hour to bring out all the more than 600 adult gray dwarves.

Hui Jin looked at Old John with some worry, but the latter didn't mean to be angry, and even waved to him with a smile:

"Is everyone here? If so, we can set off."

Looking at the uniform footsteps and formations of the soldiers from the Gulf Territory.

Hui Jin glanced at the lazy compatriots behind him and glared at them rather unhappily.

After not having a fight for a few days, he became so stupid.

Immediately, Ashes relaxed again.

He recalled the factories one after another in the work manual, his eyes flickering, as if he had more ideas.

Unexpectedly, Old John did not take him to the factory, but instead ran directly to the side of the military camp.

Hui Jin looked at the passing military camp, with curiosity flashing in his heart.

"Where will we go?"

The gray dwarves behind him pointed at the military camp curiously.

Some were very impatient and looked at the restaurant not far away with bright eyes.

If Ashes hadn't used his fists and kicks in time, many gray dwarves would have run away.

As for where to see next, who cares?

5 minutes later.

In a brightly lit basement.

All the gray dwarves, including Ashes, had dull eyes, watching the scene in front of them in horror.

Countless trolls are imprisoned in dense steel cages.

Most of the trolls were holding parchments and kept mumbling, and some were struggling to learn to speak.

The trolls' accents were a bit strange, but Ashes could hear them clearly. They were learning common language.

If it were just like this, then there would be nothing to be afraid of. At most, these trolls would just be weird.

What is extremely frightening.

With a "ding dong" sound.

More than hundreds of trolls took out the dagger placed beside them and cut their wrists calmly in front of all the gray dwarves.

The gushing blood fell into the bucket outside the cage, and the strong smell of blood immediately came over.

Who knew that these trolls didn't care about the injuries at all.

They were even worried that the wound would heal too quickly. Under the trembling gaze of the gray dwarf, they cut the wound on their wrist again!

Old John, who still kept smiling, patted Hui Jin's trembling shoulders and said in a meaningful tone:

"They are "voluntary". Do you also volunteer to work for the Gulf Territory?"

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