My Sister is Arturia

Because of the yelling of the noble dwarf in front of him, the guards on the square were also attracted.

"Why did you call the guards when you disagreed?"

Just as the violent dwarf who appeared suddenly was about to rush over, Thaurissan, who had not appeared for a long time, finally rushed over at this time.

"These humans are not civilians, nor are they suspicious humans. They are the guests of the King of Black Iron Hearth, and they are also actors in the drama performance tonight." Thaurissan ran between the dwarf nobles and Arthur, and said respectfully : "Your Royal Highness and Your Majesty the King, I have been waiting for you for a long time, Grand Duke Falstad."

"Is that so?" The dwarf nobleman called Grand Duke Falstad by Thaurissan put away his small hammer: "If it's Thaurissan you say, the credibility is still quite high."

"Sorry, guest, I was a little too excited." Falstad stroked his beard and laughed loudly.

"This is not the level of excitement, is it?"

Arthur didn't know where to start complaining about the dwarf in front of him, but after receiving the apology from the other party, he felt that there was nothing to be angry about.

After Grand Duke Falstad left, Thaurissan led Arthur and others into the castle hall.

Passing through the gate of the castle hall, in the magnificent hall, attendants busy preparing for dinner and celebration ceremonies can be seen everywhere, and occasionally some nobles dressed in luxurious clothes are led by the attendants to their resting rooms, and the large square outside The noisy sound and the sound of music are completely isolated in the hall, and the luxurious lighting and fuel oil are ignited early on the glass ceiling.

"Who is that? Thaurissan, the dwarf you call Grand Duke Falstad."

Merlin was walking beside Arthur, looking at Triss, who had occupied one of Arthur's arms, with an unhappy expression, while asking Thaurissan, the dwarf who was leading the way.

"That is one of the three-person council of our dwarf kingdom, the grand duke responsible for guarding the north of the kingdom, Grand Duke Falstad." Thaurissan said with a look of hope: "Maybe you haven't heard of it, but you Your parents must have heard of it!"

"Huh? Our parents?"

Arturia glanced at Arthur in surprise: "Brother, has Dad heard of Grand Duke Falstad?"

Arthur recalled, but he did not hear the name of Grand Duke Falstad in his memory. According to the character of his adoptive father, if he really knew a dwarf nobleman like Grand Duke Falstad, he would definitely treat him as What was said in the conversation was, after all, an ordinary alcoholic peasant uncle who heard about the deeds of the Earl's distant relatives and would tell his children.

"No, I'm sure he doesn't know him." Arthur then pointed to Gavin and Triss: "Thaurissan mentioned you, referring to the two of them."

"My dear, it's really humorous. One sentence seems to draw us into two classes of people."

Triss held Arthur's arm, and while launching the European offensive, she squinted her eyes slightly: "No matter how poor Arthur is, Triss loves my dear."

"Although what you said, I should feel happy, but I really can't be happy..."

Being suddenly said to be poor, although there is no mistake, but the pain of uncovering the scars, it is impossible to be happy!

"Ah! I remembered!" Gavin clapped his palms suddenly: "Grand Duke Falstad, a dwarf hero who once fought humans!"

"Well, that's right. During the great war, the commander of the dwarf army was also a hero of the dwarves. He almost became our king. Grand Duke Falstad is such a respectable person."

Thaurissan added.

"So that's it, eh? Fighting humans?!" Arthur froze for a moment. According to the inertia of history, shouldn't dwarves be friendly with humans?

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Chapter 120 The Battle of the Three Clans

"Have dwarves and humans ever fought? But they didn't feel hostility at all...Wait, when we were at the border, the big reaction was that we had fought before!" Merlin thought for a while, and when he was at the border, , Just stepped into the woods, was caught by the border guards of the dwarves, and became a prisoner.

"Well, there is nothing wrong." Triss blinked, her long eyelashes curled up slightly: "This happened many years ago, and I only heard the story told by my grandpa when I was very young." .”

"So it's a story about grandparents. If it's like this, it's normal if you don't know." Lancelot showed a sudden realization.

"I feel that in the backcountry of our hometown, even if you lived in the age of your grandparents, you would not know about the war with the dwarves." Arthur looked at the confident Lancelot, and couldn't help saying .

"In Fort Tintagel, it seems that I haven't heard too many stories related to war." Artoria recalled, and there were no stories related to war.

"But you also have veterans there, right?" Gavin showed a slightly surprised expression: "The veterans will tell something about the war."

"There are indeed some veterans, but they don't know much about the battles they fought. They just told us some details of the battles and the like, and they haven't heard the story of the dwarves."

Arthur spread his hands, such a remote village is almost at the corner of Britain.

Under the leadership of Thorisson, Arthur and his party have already passed through the castle hall and arrived at the second floor of the castle. Moving forward here is the hall for the drama rehearsal. Of course, the evening drama will be held in the castle hall. After all, it is impossible for all dwarves to enter the buildings of the castle. There are too many people.

"There are people who haven't heard of this war. I thought every human being would know about it." Soriser also showed a surprised expression: "The war called the 'War of the Three Clans'."

"War of the Three Clans? This name sounds very powerful... dwarves and humans, wait a minute, in the case of the War of the Three Clans, who is the third clan?"

Hearing Thaurissan's words, Arthur couldn't help but asked that the math class was still good.

"It's a goblin." Gavin walked behind Arthur, and the group walked through the corridor on the second floor. The windows at the end of the corridor let bright sunlight illuminate the entire corridor: "The war of the three clans once involved dwarves, humans And the chaotic wars of the goblins."

"That's right, as Gavin said, many years ago, the kingdom of the hill dwarves joined forces with the goblins to invade Britain. Having said that, the Kingdom of Orkney County, to which Gavin's knights belonged, was still involved in this war fought hand in hand with our kingdom of Wessex, when our late King Uther was but a child."

Triss added that when it came to the invasion, did Triss even pause at all, as if she didn't care about Thaurissan's position as a dwarf.

"Invasion..." Merlin looked at Thaurissan worriedly, but unexpectedly did not see the angry dwarf, and Thaurissan just let out a rather displeased look, "Huh? Is it true?" Have you ever invaded?!"

"I just want to take back what belongs to us dwarves! It's not an invasion." Thaurissan walked in front and said: "After all, the last time we saw our Red Dragon Heart was with you in human hands."

"The heart of the red dragon?" Arthur felt as if he had heard something extraordinary.

"Ah, it's a treasure made by our Dwarf Artisan Association using the heart of a dying red dragon. I haven't seen what it looks like, but this red dragon heart is the most precious treasure of our dwarves."

Thaurissan recalled.

"Ah, the Dwarf Artisan Association..." Arthur recalled the haunted house made by them. Arthur no longer has any doubts about the manufacturing process of the Dwarf Artisan Association since he experienced it himself, but The craftsmanship is already exquisite, no, should it be said that it is so bold that it uses the still alive red dragon to make treasures?

The mighty Arthur, who had personally experienced the black dragon Onyxia, understood the horror of the dragon quite well.

"The result and the result?" Lancelot seemed quite interested in the war.