Different World Online

After getting the oath he wanted, Steve bid farewell to the uncle and nephew and left the dwarf palace.

Next comes the most difficult thing to face.

Following the crooked road signs, Steve found Copper Ingot Lane in the middle part of the city;

Counting the house numbers, Steve found No. 65, Copper Ingot Lane, deep in the alley;

Sending the eye-catching Bobby aside, Steve walked to the door of the house;

This is a bungalow with the back close to the mountain and the two sides leaning against the outer walls of other people's houses. It is not luxurious, but it is not shabby either.

The house is built entirely of stone, the edges and corners of the stones are polished very smoothly, and there is no trace of volcanic ash in the cracks of the stones;

It can be seen that the owner of the house is quite concerned about the house;

On the street side, a door nearly 6 feet (2 meters) high was open, and rhythmic knocking sounds continued to come from inside the house.

"dong dong dong..."

Steve reached out and knocked gently on the iron-clad wooden door.

The next second, the rhythmic knocking stopped, and a familiar loud voice came from the room.

"Who?"

Obviously, the house owner's friends would not knock on the door to remind the house owner, and those who knock on the door are strangers.

"Hello, my name is Steve, and I'm your son Thorin Fireforge's comrade-in-arms."

Steve was getting a little fed up with having to explain the situation for the fourth time today;

If possible, he would rather hug Thorin's shoulders, lie drunkenly at the door of this family and sleep soundly, enjoying the scolding of Thorin's father, instead of knocking on the door in this way...

Inside the house, when Thorin's name was heard, the thud of a hammer falling to the ground was suddenly heard, followed by a burst of hurried and heavy footsteps approaching quickly.

Just as Steve was about to say something else, a strong man with a dark beard, wearing a blacksmith's apron and bare-chested rushed out of the house;

Although dwarves basically look the same, Steve still saw some familiarity in his unbearded face.

Thorin's father, that's right!

Just as he was about to speak, he saw the dwarf waving his extremely strong short arms and standing on the street looking around angrily.

"Where's Thorin? Damn his mother! I'm going to break his legs this time so he can just run away all day!"

Looking at Thorin's angry father, Steve's eyes drooped, and the urge to turn around and leave was stronger than ever before.

I don’t know how to face it, and I don’t want to know how to face it;

Sighing and patting his cheek, Steve slowly stepped forward.

"Thorin Fireforge is already sitting in Muradin's palace drinking."

As soon as he finished speaking, Thorin's father turned his head sharply and stared at Steve in disbelief.

Looking at the old father's wide-open eyes, all the words he had prepared were stuck in his throat and finally turned into a long sigh.

"I am sorry for your loss."

After saying that, Steve took out the dimensional bag from the Sky City of the Nine-Ring Tower from his arms, took a step forward, and stuffed it into Thorin's father's numb and stiff palm.

He had originally planned to brag about Thorin's achievements and bravery in front of the neighbors, but when he really came here and met Thorin's father, he couldn't say a word.

He can face the vast sea of ​​insects with a smile on his face.

Can kill anyone who stands in his way without any expression on his face.

You can watch the ogre cook food without any psychological fluctuations.

You can indulge in the cruelty in your heart and take out the enemy's heart.

But I couldn't muster up the courage to face the stiff, helpless look of an old father.

Putting down the dimensional bag, Steve walked towards the city gate without looking back, his steps getting faster and faster.

Behind him, Bobby followed the silent Steve closely with a look of grievance on his face.

She was hungry;

Steve had clearly promised to take her out for some delicious food, but now he didn't mention anything;

but!

Bobby was a smart girl. She knew that this guy was in a very bad mood, so she had to follow him with a wronged look on her face and with unsteady steps.

Soon, a man and a demon arrived at the city gate;

Just when Steve was about to find someone to open the city gate to let him leave, Bruno, with a walnut-sized bump on his head, stood in front of him.

It's hard to imagine that after being hit so hard by the hammer, he looks like nothing happened now.

I have to say, the dwarf's forehead is really hard and his head is really iron.

“Mr. Steve, I apologize for what I said earlier.

You are an honorable and loyal friend, and Thorin is proud of you."

"Thank you, it's what I should do." Steve forced a smile.

"I'm going back to Waterdeep, Mr. Bruno. Could you please open the city gate?"

"Of course." Bruno nodded heavily, and the shiny lump on his forehead glowed.

“But you are Thorin’s friend, so I must dissuade you.

Although winter has not yet arrived, the orcs in the endless wilderness of the west are already ready to make a move.

To the north, large tribes of frost giants also began to cross the Spine of the World and hunt southward.

The white dragon on the Spine of the World is even more restless.

If you go to Silvermoon City, I may not stop you. Although the elves in Shadow Forest are weak, at least peace can be guaranteed.

But if you want to go back to Waterdeep, you may encounter many dangers."

Hearing this, Steve was about to politely decline his well-intentioned obstruction, but suddenly an idea flashed through his mind.

Clearing his throat, he looked at the serious-looking dwarf in front of him and said solemnly:

"Mr. Bruenor, if... I mean, if Thorin was still in Thorium Hall, what would he do in the face of the situation outside?"

Hearing this, Bruno's mouth curled up quickly as if he heard a joke, but then he remembered that Thorin was dead, so he held back his smile.

"Ahem...Except for the tavern, Thorin will definitely stay at home and won't go anywhere else.

But his old orc-hating father would definitely kick him in the ass and drag him to patrol headquarters by the ears to make him join the patrol and smash orcs' heads."

Hearing this, Steve's eyes lit up and he grabbed the old dwarf's fur coat.

“Can I join the patrol?

I can't smash orcs' heads in, but I can kill them faster."

Hearing this, Bruno scratched his greasy scalp in embarrassment, then he made up his mind as if he had thought of something and patted his thick chest.

"Okay! I'll take you to report to the patrol team tomorrow!"

After saying that, Bruno turned around, and the heroic expression on his face disappeared instantly.

He dared to confront Prince Travok, and was not afraid even if he got a big bump on his head. But when he thought of the patrol captain's stern face because he had stuffed people into the patrol team, he felt a little weak.